Volume Two, Accession to the World, Chapter 79: The snipe and the clam compete, and the fisherman wins
The Flying Eagle Army calmed down, and a group of men in black took the lead and entered the city gate. However, at this narrow city gate, the army was unable to defeat the killer's strength and retreated steadily. However, in general, both sides have their own strengths.
, they couldn't hold it together for a while, and they were stuck with each other.
The Jicheng army in the alley watched carefully, while the army led by Feng Yu surrounded it on the left and right, preparing to besiege the city gate. They only waited for an order to be given, and then they would attack from both front and back, trying to catch the turtle in the jar.
"Huh, it turns out it's you. You're actually a spy of the Jin Kingdom. I never expected that you would be the one who stabbed me in the back!"
The man in black who was holding a short sword and fighting against him was the leader in black, but he didn't expect that he was also acquainted with the general of the Flying Eagle Army. It seemed that he was hiding well.
"Haha, I have been loyal to General Xianyu from beginning to end. I am just using you. Today is the day you die!"
"Don't get too happy too early. If you want to fight the entire army with a killer, it seems you may not have the last laugh. Watch the sword!"
The leader in black really did not expect that the situation would be like this. According to the plan, the Flying Eagle Army at this moment should have just fought a bloody battle with the Jicheng Army who was still defending the city. However, the situation in front of him was not like this. After all, the number of assassins he brought was
Too few. It is indeed not easy to fight against the almost prosperous Flying Eagle Army. What is the mistake? They obviously waited for the Flying Eagle Army to plunder the people before taking action. How could this happen?
Both of them are at the seventh level and have equal strength. It is difficult to tell the winner at the moment. However, the battlefield is not a competition between two people. The formation of troops is more important.
I saw the general dismounting from his horse and pressing forward step by step, while the remaining soldiers dealt with each one in an orderly manner with obvious fighting opportunities. Even though there were numerous casualties, he did not retreat and did not give the man in black any chance.
Opportunity to move forward.
Suddenly, the general closed his sword and charged wildly. His inner strength was wild, and he almost penetrated the leader in black with his sword. He was forced to retreat seven or eight steps before he could stop. However, the general did not pursue him. On the battlefield, it was unwise for the commander to go deep alone.
If you make one wrong move, you will lose the whole game. That general is well versed in the art of war. Although he is arrogant, he is not reckless!
They retreated and mounted their horses, swung their swords, and a team of dozens of people suddenly ran out from behind, each with a bow and arrow in hand, taking turns to release arrows.
"not good!"
The leader in black finally saw clearly the human wave tactics of the Flying Eagle Army. It turned out that human heads were used to restrict their movements. Such a small area was simply a living target.
"Retreat to the city gate tower. Don't expose your vision casually. Protect yourself!"
The leader in black flew up, stepped on the wall bricks, climbed up the city wall, and leaned against the raised wall to block the flying arrows.
"I want to see how long you can hide. Come here, keep shooting arrows, prepare a team of people, start charging, throw kerosene, I will burn them all with one fire."
General Fang Hang looked at this in the woods, "Fire in the city tower has been one of the commonly used means of siege warfare since ancient times. It is very effective. This Flying Eagle Army is quite experienced."
Feng Yu stood aside, held his head high, and said expressionlessly: "Come here, send a message to the people inside, and evacuate the people immediately while they are not paying attention. Don't let the people be affected. In addition, check the streets and alleys.
The terrain will be fought later to distract the Flying Eagle Army's strength and attention. We will wait for my king's signal for the specific attack and coordinate internally and externally. Let them be defeated first, and we must strive to capture them at the minimum cost."
"Yes, I obey."
Fang Hang stood aside and watched, his eyes full of admiration, "Your Highness is really wise and brave. It's hard to imagine that this is your first time on the battlefield. In the past, there were only rumors about you in recent years. This time we are together.
Fighting is really satisfying, and I will admire you greatly!"
"Let's finish this battle politely. Save some energy first, and lead a sneak attack later to try to kill a few more enemies. You must remember not to confront these masked men head-on. Although they are not regular soldiers, they are personally
Your strength is good, it’s best to kill with one strike, don’t imitate the Flying Eagle Army and don’t take the lives of your soldiers seriously.”
"General, I would like to thank His Highness for your compassion on behalf of all the soldiers!"
On the west gate wall of Jicheng, a fire was raging with heat. The ground was full of dead bodies, leaning against each other, wearing armor, wearing black clothes, and a few Jicheng soldiers who had taken cover and failed to escape. It was simply
There is no place for people to stay. This is the cruelty of war.
Feng Yu watched from a distance, holding the scabbard of the sword tightly with his left hand, his eyes full of anger and disdain. Burnt corpses were everywhere, including his own compatriots. Can we live well with each other? Do we have to fight to the death? But in his heart
It is also clear that people's desires are unlimited. Only by combining them into one can there be a chance of survival. At least on the surface, the Tang Dynasty seems to be peaceful and peaceful, and its national power is at its peak.
"kill!"
In order to avoid the fire, the people at the city gate got off the city wall one after another, and started fighting with the Flying Eagle Army in the open space at the city gate and on the moat. The surface was empty. The killers who thought they could win by sneak attack did not expect that they would be in such a situation.
, all of them looked grim and fought against the odds.
Just as they were about to be surrounded by the Flying Eagle Army, a firework-like flare flew into the sky from the woods not far away. The explosion shocked everyone. Neither the Flying Eagle Army nor the black-clad killer could have imagined that this would happen.
There are still people in the woods, but what does this signal flare mean? Is it an enemy or a friend? There is a sense of uneasiness in everyone's heart.
The black-clothed leader and General Flying Eagle seemed to have noticed something.
No, it was calculated!
"Come on, kill me!"
On the streets behind the city, a large number of ambushes suddenly appeared, and a burst of rockets fell from the sky. The flying eagle army was caught off guard and had no time to make any defensive posture. However, the fire oil was still boiling and burning, getting more intense.
The brawny general never thought that his strategy of trapping and killing the enemy would actually become his own obstacle.
The black-clothed leader had no time to react to what was going on in the city, because nearly a thousand soldiers rushed out from behind him. They were all like tigers descending from the mountain, with overwhelming force. They charged into the battle with a spear in their hand. One of his men could have fought ten of them.
, but in the forest of guns, he was trapped before the blade appeared, and a shot that rushed out at some point was about to kill him. This was Feng Yu's special command for the warriors and the current situation. It was extremely
The big ones take advantage of the fact that the spear is one inch longer and stronger. The number of soldiers is superior. There is no need to fight in close combat. If a few people use the spear to restrict the movement of a single enemy, they have a chance to assassinate him within the range of his attack.
success.
"My lord, your Tang Army is really cunning and can cost you your life!" The black-clothed leader couldn't hold back the anger in his heart. He suddenly let out his inner energy and rushed forward desperately with both hands slashing the knife, not caring whether he would be injured at all. Look.
It looked like he had no intention of going back alive.
However, he is also a seventh-level warrior. An ordinary seventh-level upper-level Feng Yu will not back down. He orders the enemy to be dragged into the city. Fang Hang leads his troops into the city to attack. Don't give the Flying Eagle Army a chance to breathe. He faces these two swords head-on.
And up.
A cold light appeared in the scabbard, which directly caught everyone's eyes, including the leader in black in front of them. With a turn of his hand, Jun Xie with the terrifying sword energy had already shot out of the air. The speed and the power of the sword were shocking.
The black-clothed leader was stunned. When his eyes widened, he hurriedly returned his sword to block.
I saw two long straight lines on the ground along with this man, which were cut out by shoe prints. Only the leader in black knew that the soles of his shoes were almost worn out.
"How is this possible? Who is this person?"
On the battlefield, watching his fellow soldiers fighting bravely to kill the enemy, Feng Yu did not stay behind at all, and tried his best to kill the man in black. But don't forget, Feng Yu's momentum that day was direct and forceful.
Li Yuanming, a Shaolin Bodhidharma disciple who has stepped into the eighth level, cannot be stopped by the person in front of him.
Feng Yu caught his own Jun Xie and kept walking. The aura around him spread to the extreme. The sword intention, that was the sword intention cloud gathered in Jun Xie, as if everyone heard a hint of thunder and sparks flying.
In an instant, the black-clothed leader stood still in front of everyone's stunned gazes, and his hands were still in a blocking posture. Just for a moment, a gust of wind blew by, the two swords were half-cut, and a human head with gushing blood fell to the ground.
Instant kill! This is Feng Yu’s first full-strength attack, a real instant kill!
At some point, the same voice sounded across the battlefield, "Your Highness is mighty! Your Highness is mighty!"
Feng Yu calculated the entire battlefield, so he naturally knew that his target was not just this person, there was also a general riding a horse holding a Guandao inside the city gate.
Immediately, he ignored the cheers of his soldiers and rushed in expressionlessly, with the wind blowing under his feet. He did not delay at all because of the sword just now, and did not even slow down by half.
Not only the strength, but also the terrifying power of Jun Xie Sword is demonstrated, and it is worthy of being called the Lord of Hundreds of Soldiers!
Entering the city gate, Fang Hang was fighting with the strong general in front of him. Although the two were evenly matched, the strong man's natural power was much greater than that of warriors of the same realm. Although he had the upper hand in the overall situation, he personally
He still suffered losses in battle. Regardless of success or failure, it is self-evident how important the generals who lead the troops on the battlefield have status and influence.
"You go help them and leave this to me!"
Just as Fang Hang was about to step forward again, a figure suddenly shot out from the right and arrived instantly. He only heard the words left in the air. Knowing that now was not the time to be shocked, he hurried towards the street.
With Feng Yu restraining this strong man, everything succeeded so naturally and smoothly. Jun Xie, who had just been stained with blood, was so dazzling in the sun at the moment, as if he was emitting light, which was a coquettish smell!
The strong man glanced at Feng Yu, as if he had seen his own ending through those eyes.
Feng Yu didn't know what was going on. After killing dozens of people in a row, his aura seemed a little out of control. His combat power had reached its peak, and so had his murderous aura. His sword aura was everywhere, and he could suppress the strong general with just a few moves.
Out of breath.
"who are you?"
The only thing that answered him was a pair of black eyes that seemed to glow with red light.
The sword light was overwhelming in front of his eyes, and the world in front of him seemed to have become different. He was so small. When he came back to his senses, his head was already in a different place.
Defeated, completely defeated!
Standing there, Feng Yu closed his eyes and waited for a long time before returning to his previous state. He picked up Jun Xie and looked at it again.
It is indeed the sword of killing! It is indeed the sword of kings! It seems that I still have a long way to go before I can fully control it.
Fang Hang's tone was full of shock, and his whole body was covered with blood, "Your Highness, we won! You are really, really too fierce! I really admire you, General!"
The rest of the Flying Eagle Army was about to be defeated, but when they saw their leader killed, they all laid down their weapons and surrendered.
Whether it was the common people or the soldiers, there was only one voice on the field: Long live the Tang army! Long live King Huai!