Vol 2 Chapter 140:

Chapter Fourteen
OK, a loyal minister who is loyal to the country, but unfortunately, the scholars participated in the war and they missed the country and the army! Yuan Tian looked at Han Zhong and stopped talking. He pulled out his sword and told the generals: "Drink the army and prepare to release arrows!"
Mo Jun was only preparing to release his arrows, but Hu Weijun's arrow array had already shot first. [神 印 王座] The predecessor of the Tiger Army was the new army, and most of the soldiers were Ning people, but now it is no longer the original cannon fodder army, but a regular central army with good training and superior combat effectiveness.
Ning Ren is good at shooting, and with such a long training period, archery is advancing rapidly. During the march, the soldiers ranked in the singular number first put the arrow, after shooting the arrows, stopped immediately, re-twisted the bow and set the arrow, at the same time, the soldiers ranked in the double number followed by the arrows, alternating single and double. Advance and alternate arrows, so that the entire army camp will continue to shoot arrows while keeping advancing.
There are no waves of Hu Weijun's arrows that are particularly strong or weak. They are always stable, and they are wave after wave, continuous, and do not give the enemy any breathing space.
Under the arrow array of Hu Weijun, Mo Jun suffered heavy casualties from the beginning. In the camp attacked by the arrow array, people were shot to the ground in groups. Many fallen people were only injured by Liu Ya. Climbing from the ground, he was covered by the arrows that followed.
Suddenly, Hu Weijun's former army camp screamed, wailing continuously, fused with the sound of arrows and armor, turning into a song of death.
Han Zhong, who is sitting in the army, has never seen such a scene in his life, and his face is pale and scary. There are tens of thousands of arrows in the Huwei Army's arrow array each round. Looking up, the black side is like a dark cloud cover. When it falls, it is as dense as a locust. Everywhere you go, everyone becomes a hedgehog.
In the eyes of Han Zhong, such an array of arrows cannot be resisted by manpower at all. He yelled at Yuan Tian beside him: "Return the arrow! Why not revert the arrow?"
Yuan Tian smiled bitterly. Now the distance between the two sides is hundreds of steps. The arrows of the wind army can reach a hundred steps away, but the soldiers of their own ca n’t shoot that far. At present, it is a waste of their own. Arrows. He shook his head and said, "Master Han, wait again."
"Wait?" Han Zhong opened his eyes and asked angrily, "How long do you have to wait? Do you have to wait until the soldiers of the former army are dead before you order the arrow? Come!"
"What's your order?" Chuan Lingbing rushed forward and stepped in to salute.
"It is said that I will order the army to shoot arrows and shoot the robbers!"
"Yes!"
At this time, Han Zhong no longer paid attention to Yuan Tian, ​​and directly ordered to command the entire army. Under his order, Mo Jun launched a full-volley salvo.
These Mo Jun are all local troops, and their training level is far weaker than that of the Central Army. Many of them are still exposed to bows and arrows for the first time. The arrow array shot out, which seemed to the ridiculous Feng Jun to be extremely ridiculous. The 'Arrow Array' was sparse and sparse, and some shot far away and some shot close. No, there is no mark left on the wind army's leather armor. Most of the arrows fell on the open space between the two armies.
Where such an army comes to fight, it is more like a game. Mo Jun's counter-attack not only did not cause any blows and threats to the wind army, but also made the wind army more confident and more vigorous. Every time the army pushed further, the soldiers shouted in unison: "Wind, Wind, Wind!"
Soon, the distance between the two sides changed from 100 steps to 50 steps. Until then, Mo Jun ’s arrow shot really threatened the wind army, but the wind army ’s arrow array caused more damage to Mo Jun. Sergeant Mo's soldiers were drowned by the arrow rain. What's more terrible was that Hu Weijun also removed the broken crossbow hidden in the army and launched a fierce shot at the Mo's camp.
Under the impact of the crossbow that broke the crossbow, the heavy shields who stood in the forefront of the Mo army camp and held their feet could not resist it. Once hit by the crossbow, they often flew out with shields and broke their bones.
When the distance between the two sides was only ten steps away, the generals of the wind army ordered that the entire army close their bows and rush forward at full speed.
The tiger army that was slowly advancing while firing an arrow suddenly turned into a tiger that went down the mountain. The death squads of the various corps rushed to the front, followed by heavy shields, and behind them were the main soldiers with a spear.
The distance of ten steps is just an instant for the daredevil who is lightly loaded. In a series of roars, the members of the wind army who dared to run forward rushed into Mo Jun's shield. Some were pierced on the spot by a spear probing behind the shield, and died under the shield, while some avoided the opponent. Feng's sharp edge, with his shoulders firmly against the opponent's shield, the steel knife in his hand stabbed and stabbed inward along the gap between the shields. With the muffled sound of thumping, blood arrows shot out from the gap of the shield. The tiger ’s death squadron guarded against the red-eyed demon. After stabbing the heavy shield behind the shield, he did not wait for the opponent ’s body to fall to the ground. He drew his sword and used his hands and feet to climb along the shield to the crowd. Steel knife, chopping down crazy. As they slashed their enemies, their bodies were punctured and stabbed by Mo Jun ’s weapons from time to time. Some of the members of the death squad members had their belly cut, and Mo Jun's face was covered with blood flowing down his intestines and blood. He was still waving the sword in his hand, screaming and howling madly to the top of Mo Jun's head.
The suicide charge of Hu Weijun ’s daredevil team, which is almost crazy, is also out. In Fengjun ’s dictionary, once the charge is launched, it does not stop. If the daredevil team ca n’t stand up, then the enemy does not need to kill them. The main battle of the Wind Army had to pierce and crush them.
So for the daredevil team, there is only forward, not backward, either kill the enemy or be killed by the enemy. From a certain point of view, the powerful combat power possessed by a legion is also out.
The main force of Hu Weijun has not yet come up. The impact of the death squad alone has caused Mo Jun's former army to make a mess. Many of Sergeant Mo's soldiers were still far away from the Huwei Army's death squad, but watching the wind sergeant who was all blood and the internal organs were flowing out of his body but still furiously fighting, he had been scared with his legs shaking and holding The weapon's hands were straight, and they couldn't help moving back.
Disrupting the enemy's formation is the only significance of the suicide charge of the death squad. Taking advantage of the chaos in the Mo army camp, some people in Huwei's army suddenly shouted: "Kill —" Then, the heavy shields made a point to the left and right, and a team of cavalry rushed out of the wind army. , Stepped down the bay horse, covered with golden spirit armor, holding a golden glittering spirit knife in his hand, this sword is famous, Tenglongfeifeng. This team will not be anyone else, it is Hu Weijun commander Nanye.
Among the commanders of the wind army, Nanye's strategy is certainly not the best, but his spirit is definitely the strongest. Even if he is placed among the many generals of the wind country, his strength is definitely among the best.
In front of this Mo Jun, Nanye didn't pay any attention to it. Not only he rushed out at first, but also did not hide his attributes. He told Mo Jun with a golden spirit armor that his attributes are gold. Who has the courage? Just come out and fight him.
Nanye rushed into the enemy line, and when he came up, he used the metallic spiritual skills. As the golden light appeared, the spirit knife in his hand shot out a golden spirit thorn, which hit the body of Mo Jun, pierced his body directly, and then continued to pass through the second person and the third. people……
Sergeant Mo, who was standing in front of his warhorse, was killed, crying and crying, and fled backward like a tide. When General Mo came up and wanted to stand him, but under the sword of Nanye's Tenglong Feifeng, Mo will come up with a tragic death, come up with a pair, drop a pair of horses, the fighting time is not long, Mo will have been killed by Nanye Take the lead in defeat. The cavalrymen killed along with Nanye were unambiguous. Although the number was not large, they followed closely behind Nanye, picked up the weapon in his hand, and killed and killed Mo Jun who was still fighting.
This is a disagreement between the strengths of the two sides. There are more soldiers in Mo and fewer soldiers in Huwei. However, the combat strength of the two sides is not at the same level, and the gap is not enough to rely on more people.
As soon as the two sides started fighting, the former army was defeated by the wind army. Han Zhong was also dumbfounded. He sat on the horse, panting heavily, and big sweat beads dripped down his cheeks. He is far from the center of the war between the two sides, but looking at him at this moment, it seems that he is fighting desperately on the battlefield.
Sure enough! Yuan Tian lamented that before the war, he had expected such a situation ~ EbookFREE.me ~ but he did not expect that the battle of Feng Jun was so fierce and fierce, and his own defeat was so messy. He shook his fist vigorously, and said to Han Zhonggong, "Master Han, the army is fierce, our army is defeated!"
The frightened Han Zhong finally returned to his mind. He swallowed hard, turned his neck stiffly, and stuttered, "So ... then, what about our army now?" "
"Withdraw!" Yuan Tian said weakly.
"Withdraw? Where to withdraw?" Han Zhong paused for a moment, nodded again and again, and said hurriedly, "Yes, yes, yes! Withdrawal! Withdraw to Zhengan City!"
"Master Han, we can't go back to Zheng'an now," Yuan Tian reminded.
If the two sides have not fought, Mo Jun can still rely on the city defense of Zheng'an to defend against the Feng Army, but now, Mo Jun has been frightened by the Feng Army and has no fighting spirit. Even withdrawing Zheng An, he has no intention to resist. There is only a dead end, not to mention Yuan Tian had already sent someone to the Zhengan people early. Now Zhengan has only one empty city, no food and grass, and then withdraws to the city.
"No ... don't withdraw to Zhengan, then ... where else can we withdraw? We can't withdraw to the south?" Han Zhong looked at Yuan Tian eagerly, and withdrawing to the south was tantamount to introducing the wind army into the heart of Mo. .