Vol 2 Chapter 232: Raiders

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"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
Artillery and crossbow arrows continue to explode in the camps of both sides, and the shock waves and iron fragments produced by the explosion of the shells are deadly to ordinary soldiers.
Competing for large-scale destruction weapons, Dafeng’s army almost bloodbathed Kang’s army with a crushing posture. This is one of Dafeng’s reliance on Kyushu. Even though the Witch God Sect secretly invaded a large number of artillery and crossbows in recent years, it lacked The maintenance of the warlock, the performance of the magic weapon, and the power of the shells are greatly reduced.
What's more, the magical instruments are constantly being updated, and the performance of old weapons and new weapons has a huge difference. .
Nangong Qianrou led the heavy cavalry, separated from the base camp, avoided the shooting range of artillery and crossbow, and charged from the right side of the Kang Guo army.
The Kangguo army quickly realized the approach of this heavy cavalry, the artillery and bed crossbow remained unchanged, and the firepower of the Dafeng army was clashed, and archers and firecrackers shot one after another.
Attack this heavy cavalry with a number of over 10,000.
After a few rounds of firing, the archers and the fire gunmen retreated decisively. At this time, a group of cavalry armed with Mo knives rushed out of the Kang Guo army, three thousand people.
Modao emerged in the early days of the Great Zhou, weighing more than 80 kilograms, made of fine iron, and can not be held by non-first-class soldiers. Da Zhou, which had no warlocks, relied on an army of 20,000 Mo swords to be invincible.
Every Mo Dao hand is at the pinnacle of the refinement realm, and wielding Mo Dao is easy. Under Mo Dao, the horses and horses are broken, and the heavy cavalry is defeated.
The Great Zhou Dynasty was truly the most glorious dynasty in martial arts.
In the middle and late periods of the Great Zhou Dynasty, the national power was weakened, and the reputation of the Mo Dao Army was deteriorating. When it came to Dafeng, because the soldiers had limited martial arts skills, the Mo Dao Army withdrew from the stage of history.
However, the Mo Dao Army has been preserved in the northeast and has been passed down to this day. Probably because the wizards of the Witch God Sect can stimulate the potential of soldiers, increase their vitality, and achieve the effect of soaring combat power in a short time.
Therefore, the threshold of Mo Dao Army has been lowered a lot.
The Three Thousand Mo Sword Army charged towards Dafeng's Ten Thousand Heavy Cavaliers, not afraid at all, but passionate.
With a single stab, the horses and horses were broken, and the horses and horses shattered.
Nangong Qianrou’s delicate and beautiful face showed a touch of hideousness. Kyushu only knew that the cavalry respected the barbarians, and after the Shanhaiguan battle, they respected the country.
Dafeng cavalry is not worth mentioning.
Is that true?
Dafeng cavalry is scarce because of the lack of good horses and pastures suitable for raising horses.
The scarcity of numbers does not mean weakness. In the past two decades, Wei Yuan summarized the reasons for more than ten minor defeats in the Battle of Shanhaiguan, only because the cavalry was seriously disadvantaged.
Dafeng does not have the brave Modao army, and the soldiers' combat power cannot be compared with the glorious period of the Great Zhou. How to increase the power of the heavy cavalry on the original basis?
Wei Yuan's decision is: equipment!
There are no wizards in Dafeng, who can stimulate the potential of soldiers and enhance their combat power. There is no strong like Da Zhou.
However, Dafeng has a Tianjian and a warlock.
Few people know why Wei Yuan frequented the Star Watching Tower during the twenty years. But after this battle, Wei Yuan has devoted his heart and financial resources to the creation of 10,000 sets of heavy cavalry armor in this battle.
The Mo Dao Army that Dafeng has long abandoned is just an old thing hidden in the dust of history!
Ten thousand heavy knights brazenly smashed through the Mo Dao Army, and they turned their backs on their backs.
Nangong Qianrou took the lead, the brown pupils were replaced by blood red, and the blue veins burst on his face. He didn't look like a human, but more like a beast that lost his mind.
Whether it was the Kangguo army or the Dafeng army on the other end, many generals frowned upon seeing this scene.
In the previous siege of the city, the heavy cavalry was actually useless. Therefore, even oneself did not know the true combat power of these heavy cavalry.
Except Wei Yuan and Nangong Qianrou.
At this time, there was a magnificent, misty chant in the Kang Guo army, layered on top of each other, making it hard to hear the specific content.
The entire battlefield was spiritually growing. The Mo Dao Army, who had just died and had not been cold, got up again. Some of them lost their heads, some of their arms, and some of their chests were pierced, but they really got up.
Rejoin the battlefield.
For wizards, as long as the body is not torn apart or burned to ashes, that is an inexhaustible source of troops.
"Woo..."
Continuous roars came from a high place, and huge flying beasts flapped their wings and glided over the air of the Dafeng army, dropping stones, kerosene and other items.
The city gates of Yandu opened, and Yan's army swarmed out, trying to attack with Kang's army on both sides.
"Hold your shield!"
Chen Ying, a rookie figure in the military, and the 12,000 imperial army leader, gave the order: "The artillery of the 168th team, the second and fourth crossbowmen, and the assault battalion follow me to charge..."
While shouting loudly, he conveyed the order by waving a small flag.
The infantry raised their shields to resist the air attack, and some artillery and crossbows turned around and fired at the Yan Nation army that was out of the city.
Amid the roar of artillery, Chen Ying led five thousand Qingqi and ten thousand infantry soldiers, rushing out aggressively to meet Yan Guo's army.
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The war fought from day to night, and the Yan Nation army left more than 8,000 corpses and withdrew to the city. Kang Guo's army also suffered heavy losses and withdrew thirty miles.
The Dafeng army has fallen into an extremely embarrassing dilemma. There are three reasons for this dilemma.
One: defeat in war.
Yandu is easy to defend and difficult to attack, and it is even more difficult to chew than the seven cities that have been conquered. In addition, Yandu masters are like clouds and strong forces. There is a third-rank wizard sitting in the town, wanting to fight in a short period of time, it is as difficult as climbing.
With the help of Kang Guo's army, it is impossible to attack the city.
Two: The supply line is cut off.
Without the supply line, the Dafeng army is equivalent to an attic without a foundation, and the collapse is only a matter of time. This sharp knife inserted into Yan Guo's abdomen has been smoothed.
The campfire is raging, inside the military tent.
The Qingzhuang faction headed by Chen Ying and the Wei Yuan faction headed by Nangong Qianrou gathered together.
Chen Ying stood in front of the sand table, pointing the country:
"The strategies of Kang Guo and Yan Guo are clear at a glance. They keep us under Yandu until they run out of ammunition and food, or they flee in all directions, and then they divide and eat. Our food and grass are almost gone. The day after tomorrow, we will have to kill horses and eat meat. ."
A general grinned: "I'm going to be responsible for looting the grain and grass. There are many villages near Yandu, and I can always some food. You can't kill horses, absolutely."
Chen Ying said "Hey": "General Zhao, then leave it to you. The task that Wei Gong gave us is to hold on for ten days. Now six days have passed, we will last four more days, and we will retreat in four days."
After a pause, he scanned the generals and saw that they were not in high spirits, so he pondered and said calmly:
"To be honest, the fight was inexplicable, and the grain and grass were more inexplicable. I still don't understand Wei Gong's intentions. But the military order is like a mountain. Even if Wei Gong asks me to go through the sword, I will not blink.
"We still have 30,000 brothers left. Four days later, I don't know how many of them will survive, let alone whether I can survive. But the Witch God Sect has been too deceitful these years.
"Collaborating with the imperial court commander, embezzling my Dafeng's armaments, supporting mountain bandits in Yunzhou, the people are not living. Now, they are trying to occupy the north and encircle the borderline of Dafeng's northeast border.
"Even if the entire army is annihilated in this battle, it will consume the troops of Yan and Kang. Everyone, are you afraid of death?"
"If you are afraid of a bird and dare to go to the battlefield, you are not afraid of death." A general cursed.
"Isn't it four days? After four days, I will still be alive and kicking."
"Wei Gong let us delay, let alone four days, forty days I will complete the task."
Everyone looked at Nangong Qianrou, and the golden gong of the male and female prime minister said indifferently: "I will take 10,000 heavy riders away tonight."
Chen Ying stared at him with scorching eyes: "Weigong's mission?"
Nangong Qianrou let out an "um".
Chen Ying looked at him, and for a long time, this handsome young man smiled: "Okay, you can do your own thing with peace of mind, and leave it to us here."
Nangong Qianrou didn't respond, turned and left.
When he was about to leave the military tent, he suddenly stopped. Nangong Qianrou slowly swept across the faces of the people, looking carefully, he took a deep breath and clasped his fist:
"Everyone, take care!"
"Take care!"
The soldiers said solemnly.
Nangong Qianrou took off the helmet, gently placed it on the ground, bending over, there was a pause of a few seconds, and then strode away.
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Yandu.
With candlelight shining in the hall, Nurhga was on the throne, listening to the affairs of the courtiers.
Compared with the embarrassment of Dafeng's army, the atmosphere here is obviously much more relaxed, even full of joy.
After defending the city for six days, the Dafeng army only attacked the city on the first day. After dropping thousands of corpses, they were defeated and failed to launch a second siege.
On the other hand, due to the arrival of Kang Guo’s reinforcements, they achieved a double-sided attack, cut off Dafeng’s supply line and cut off their food.
As long as it drags on for a few more days, Dafeng can only withdraw his troops, and their current remaining forces are no longer able to attack the city.
Once they withdraw, Yan and Kang can even pursue them.
The victorious side will belong to the witch cult.
In this way, the so-called Dafeng Army God is not as terrible as imagined.
The improvement of the situation gave everyone in the Yan country a strong self-confidence, and the prestige accumulated during the Wei Yuan Shanhaiguan battle was instantly reduced.
"Hehe, it seems that Dafeng is not good at attacking cities."
"It may also have been 20 years of court-fighting, which has eroded his spirit. Also, if you don't lead soldiers for 20 years, it's a matter of time."
"Only in this battle, our Yan country will step on the name of Wei Yuan and megapower Kyushu."
"With only a hundred thousand horses, you want to hit the general stage? wishful thinking."
Wei Yuan led his army in the Northern Expedition, and encountered stubborn resistance in Yan Country, and finally broke the halberd and settled in the sand, and fled back to the border of Dafeng with the remnants of the army..........This will definitely be recorded in the history books.
Nuerhega turned his head, looked at the national teacher Ilbu, who was holding a golden walking stick and wrapped in a robe, and smiled:
"Irbu National Division, when we retreat to Wei Yuan, we can divide our backs and help Kang Guo pacify the war in the north. After this battle, it is difficult for Dafeng to send reinforcements. With 30,000 miles on our back, we will enter The territory of my witch sect."
Ilbu said lightly: "The war in the northern border is not urgent. The general altar's order is to wipe out Dafeng's army in the country, especially Wei Yuan, not to let him return to Dafeng."
Ilbu was taken aback and frowned secretly.
He didn't understand the significance of the command of the general altar. War is not a fight. His eyes are always on the long-term and overall situation, rather than a certain person or a few characters.
Repulsing Fengjun and seizing northern territory is far more important than killing a Wei Yuan.
Ilbu continued: "However, it is a pleasant surprise to be able to stop Wei Yuan from within the territory of Yan Country. Your mission has been successfully completed, and I will ask the General Forum for your credit."
Nuerhega smiled: "Thank you Guoshi."
Suddenly, Ilbu tilted his head and assumed a listening posture.
The whispers in the ear are illusory, layered on top of each other, as if the voices of countless people are united together, as if from another world.
Ilbu's complexion changed from indifferent to stern, from stern to iron blue. The rapid change made Nurhega feel at a loss.
"The wizard is calling me...Wei Yuan?!"
Ilbu turned into black light and rushed out of the main hall, disappearing into the night in an instant.
"Wei Yuan?"
Nurhega frowned, his face blank.
The ministers and military commanders in the hall looked at each other, and they were puzzled for a while.
What did Wei Yuan do to make the National Teacher Irbu so angry?
Thousands of miles away from Yandu, in Kangguo's capital, there was also a black light that broke through the sky, and quickly swept toward the northeast.
...........
When dawn came, Nangong Qianrou led 10,000 heavy cavalry, finally arrived at the place designated by Wei Yuan.
This is a valley surrounded by mountains on three sides and gurgling streams.
Nangong Qianrou let the cavalry rest on the spot. During this march, he strictly abide by Wei Yuan's custom rules, rest for ten miles, brush his nose and nose, and drink and feed every thirty miles.
The campfire was raging, and the vegetable soup in the pot was boiled.
The food was looted from the villages along the way, and the vegetables were brought by herself. Speaking of this, Nangong Qianrou thought of the who was competing with him.
Before the army set off, Xu Qi'an gave Wei Yuan a plan. The vegetables were dried, roasted, thoroughly squeezed out of water, and then sealed with lamb intestines.
Each soldier carries one kilogram of dehydrated vegetables with him, which is not heavy, but after soaking in water, the amount is quite large. Sprinkle with a handful of coarse salt, the taste is moving.
Nangong Qianrou drank the vegetable soup, grabbed the rice with her hand, and ate while thinking about the purpose of her foster father to let him out of the army.
Wei Yuan gave the direction to the south, which was contrary to the marching route of the army.
Nangong Qianrou vaguely realized that the foster father had worked hard to design and build these ten thousand sets of heavy-duty armor for two decades.
So he must leave the army. The idea of ​​the foster father is to try not to let this heavy cavalry suffer heavy losses.
But what is the meaning?
Nangong Qianrou just thought so, and suddenly heard a voice behind her: "You..."
He turned his head abruptly and saw a plain-looking warlock in white, standing behind him at some unknown time.
This white warlock had the soft features of a typical Central Plains, neither sharp edges nor deep eyes, and thick lips, giving a simple impression.
Nangong Qianrou leaped like a conditioned reflex, leaping like an antelope, quickly opened the distance, took out her saber, and shouted, "Who are you."
The heavy cavalry threw down their bowls, drew their knives and mounted their horses. They moved quickly and displayed extremely high military qualities.
The White Warlock said unhurriedly: "We..."
Nangong Qianrou shouted again: "Who are you."
This white-clothed warlock appeared silently behind him, and his cultivation was absolutely above Yang Qianhuan.
The white warlock said: "Come late..."
After a while, he finally finished the whole sentence: "...it's."
Are you guys late? ! Nangong Qianrou finally understood what the other party said, and said in amazement: "Are you waiting for me? The foster father asked you to come?"
The white warlock nodded.
Nangong Qianrou breathed a sigh of relief and quickly asked, "Who is your excellency? The foster father asked us to come to you. What are the arrangements?"
The white warlock looked at him calmly, and said in a calm tone: "I am the supervisor..."
Nangong Qianrou's face changed wildly.
Supervisor?
Is he a supervisor? ! No, how could he be Jianzheng, I haven't seen Jianzheng... Wait, it may not be the body of Jianzheng, it may be a clone. Yes, this can explain why he appeared behind me, but I didn’t notice it.........
The foster father asked us to meet Jianzheng, what is he trying to do?
Nangong Qianrou took a deep breath, bowed and saluted, expressing respect for Jianzheng, and then listened to the white-clothed warlock saying: "Second disciple!"
'S second disciple? Nangong Qianrou was taken aback for a moment, and then reacted violently: "Are you the second disciple of Jianzheng?!"
The white warlock smiled and nodded calmly.
........Nangong Qianrou's face kept twitching.
He suppressed his anger and asked, "What are the arrangements for the foster father?"
The white warlock said solemnly: "I..."
Then fell silent.
With the experience just now, Nangong Qianrou was not in a hurry, and waited patiently. By the way, she recalled the identity of this warlock. Jianzheng's second disciple was away all year round. Nangong Qianrou had only heard of him, but had never seen him.
I didn't expect to see him today, this second disciple, um, can only be said to be a disciple of Jianzheng.
Ten minutes later, the white warlock finally suffocated the second half of the sentence: "...I don't know!"
I don't know...Nangong Qianrou's face is already a bit sullen.
The white warlock unconsciously smiled at Nan Gong Qianrou, raised his hand, and wiped it lightly, erasing the existence of Nangong Qianrou and the existence of 10,000 heavy cavalry.
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At dawn, the golden-red morning sun sprinkled on the sea, rippling layers of scattered golden light.
On the top of Jingshan, a towering sentry.
The sentry dressed in sheep fur and cold hat, yawned, took off the water sac around his waist and poured a sip of goat milk wine.
After autumn, the climate of Jingshan changed sharply, and the salty and wet sea breeze blew on the face, like a very thin knife, scraping the skin little by little, making it dry and rough.
The sentry glanced at the very far, high altar, vaguely saw two vague statues, they stood for more than a thousand years.
For mortals who have a life span of no more than one piece, these two statues seem to last forever and remain unchanged.
"Hey, it's time to wake up, it's time to change the guard soon."
The sentry who drank the kumiss kicked the companion around him.
The companion rubbed his eyes, woke up staring at dark circles, yawned, and said lazily:
"Fuzer, I heard that the situation in the north is very good, and I really want to go to the battlefield to make military exploits. I can be promoted and robbed of money so that I have the money to marry a wife."
Fozier took another sip of goat's milk and shrugged:
"Stupid, if you can go to the battlefield, why would you still spend money to marry a wife? Wouldn't it be more enjoyable to grab ten or eight barbarian women back?
The companion sneered and said, "Barbarian women are more ferocious than tiger wolves. Just a few taels of meat under your crotch are enough for them to eat? You are also playing majesty on the ewe."
"You bastard, what did the ewe do wrong, do you want to treat them like this?" Fozier scolded ~EbookFREE.me~ Suddenly, Fozier, who was looking at the sea, was stunned. He rubbed his eyes. It seems that I was wrong.
On the shimmering sea, at the end of the sea horizon, a huge warship appeared, and then, two, three, five... a full twenty warships , In the shape of a product, rides the wind and waves, and comes quickly.
The flags are displayed on the battleship.
At the bow of the warship, a figure in Tsing Yi stood with his hands in his hands, his clothes fluttered, his eyes calmly looking towards Jingshan.
"Woo..."
The sound of the horn sounded from the post and spread throughout Jingshan, as well as the Jingshan City built on the mountain-this magnificent city where high-grade wizards gathered.
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PS: The next chapter is difficult to write, not only the war scenes, but also the battle scenes between the masters, I guess it will be a mental explosion. I'll give you a vaccination first, and if it doesn't change at night, it means Kavin.