The two Storm Legions advancing eastward were counterattacked by the Southern Border Beast Riders. Not only did Phantom not feel worried, but he felt the excitement he had not seen for a long time.
It was as if she had returned to the wilderness battlefield of southern Xinjiang ten years ago and had the same feeling when she met the most powerful opponent in her life, Zhao Zian.
She was really afraid that she had guessed wrong, that the current Zhenlong chess game in the north was just a trick by the other party.
Now, the opponent began to fight the Storm Legion, and the direction was to the east. This made Phantom certain of two things.
First, the Zhenlong chess game is not a tactic based on suspicion.
Secondly, Qu Jiuyuan's West-Suppressing Army was most likely hiding in a valley to the east.
Phantom quickly issued two orders.
The first order was given to the commanders of the two Storm Legions guarding the center of Tianyuan and the northeast and south.
Phantom ordered these three Storm Legions to immediately march towards the Storm Legions on the eastern and southeastern fronts that were under attack, and they must arrive at the battlefield within half an hour.
The second order was given to the commander of the Storm Legion on the eastern and southeastern fronts. Now that it was dark, Phantom asked them not to take the initiative to attack, so as not to fall into the enemy's trap, but to form a position and wait for reinforcements.
, once the reinforcements arrive, they will attack from inside and outside, and they will be able to severely damage this southern border beast cavalry.
These two orders from Phantom have already been deduced by Zhan Ying in advance.
After Zhan Ying received the news of the Storm Legion's actions, a cold smile appeared on his lips.
He murmured: "Letting the extremely mobile Storm Legion stay in place waiting for help is really asking for death."
After finishing speaking, he said to the leader of the Dayan clan: "Give me the order. At any cost, the main force of the Storm Legion on the eastern and southeastern fronts must be eliminated within an hour.
At the same time, the troops responsible for blocking are ordered to not let the Storm Legion in the west, south, or north get even one step closer to the battlefield, even if they use suicidal tactics!"
Zhan Ying and Li Tielan are the same type of people. They only consider the outcome of the war and never consider the cruelty of the war.
An astronomical number of soldiers died, and they would just gently erase the numbers and then fill in a new string of numbers.
The first head-to-head confrontation between Zhan Ying and Phantom begins here.
The warriors of the five ethnic groups in southern Xinjiang are never afraid of death.
Since they received the order to march westward, no one has planned to go back alive.
Moreover, yesterday morning, some disciples of Gui Xuanzong secretly transported a large amount of military supplies to them.
These supplies were originally escorted by the infantry soldiers from southern Xinjiang behind.
These southern border beast cavalry have learned that the more than one million compatriots behind them, Paoze, fought with the heavenly Storm Legion in flesh and blood for only two hours two nights ago in the Darkwood Wasteland south of Longmen.
Almost all the jade is broken into pieces.
This inspired the fighting spirit of the southern border beast cavalry.
There is no need for Zhan Ying to stress so much that the soldiers in southern Xinjiang should fight tonight's battle at all costs.
These southern Xinjiang soldiers have long wanted to die together with the enemy.
Explosions were heard one after another in the northern wasteland.
The order to stand firm and wait for reinforcements caused the Storm Legion on the eastern and southeastern fronts to suffer a lot.
The horn of charge had already sounded, and from the darkness in all directions, countless groups of Southern Xinjiang warriors riding various huge exotic beasts and beasts rushed out.
The number of gunpowder weapons they had on them was simply frightening.
This is thanks to Ye Xiaochuan's help.
The remaining southern Xinjiang infantry in Darkwood Wasteland left behind a large amount of military supplies when they withdrew to Thousand Eyes Valley, including countless gunpowder brought from southern Xinjiang.
Half of this batch of gunpowder supplies was left in Thousand Eyes Valley, and the other half was taken by the Red Legion and secretly dropped into the hands of the Southern Xinjiang Beast Riders who were fighting guerrillas in the north.
Zhan Ying knew that in this battle, either we should not fight, or if we wanted to fight, we must use thunderous means to end the battle quickly.
Therefore, the Southern Border Beast Rider does not know what saving is at this moment.
From the main battlefield to the battlefields responsible for blocking enemy reinforcements in three directions, crackling explosions were heard like a sack of soybeans being dumped on the ground.
The Storm Legion soldiers on the eastern and southeastern fronts were quickly divided into several groups by the soldiers of the five ethnic groups in southern Xinjiang.
The hilltop highlands were all occupied by the Southern Border Beast Riders, and almost all of the tens of thousands of Storm Beast Riders were compressed into the lower valleys.
The coach of the Storm Legion is not stupid either. If he continues to be beaten so stupidly and passively, he will definitely suffer a big loss.
As a result, they began to organize a counterattack in an attempt to regain the high ground.
However, each Southern Border beast rider has many thunder and fire bombs and thunder rockets on its body.
No matter how the Storm Legion attacked, they were all repulsed by the new weapon of black powder.
At this time, the senior officials such as Phantom who were far away in Longmen, as well as the senior officials of the Storm Legion who were in the wasteland battlefield, all felt that something was wrong.
This is no longer a matter of waiting for help.
The reinforcements that came out from the Tianyuan area in the west numbered 60,000 people and were strong in combat power. However, the Storm Legion only sent less than 20,000 people and used black gunpowder to block the attack.
Less than half an hour has passed, and these 60,000 people have only advanced less than ten miles to the east, and are still dozens of miles away from the battlefield to the east.
The Storm Legion on the northeastern and southern fronts were closer to the battlefield, but they also faced the fierce and fearless blockade of the Southern Border Beast Riders, and could not even get closer than five miles in half an hour.
If things continue like this, the two Storm Legions trapped on the eastern battlefield will be in danger of being completely wiped out.
Phantom wanted the two trapped Storm Legions to wait for an opportunity to break out, but the lethality of the enemy's black powder was really terrifying. Every attack of the Storm Legions was blocked by the Southern Border Beast Riders.
There were even times when the Storm Legion was about to break out of the encirclement, but the brave warriors of Southern Xinjiang ignited all the thunder and fire bombs they carried with them, rushed towards the enemy, and smashed themselves and the enemy into pieces.
The ultimate use of gunpowder should be in weapons.
And weapons, from the moment they were invented, were used to kill better.
The craftsmen of the five ethnic groups in southern Xinjiang are very smart. They added many things when making thunder and fire bombs, such as iron beads, lead bullets, triangular iron caltrops, etc.
These things are filled in clay pots, and the powerful force generated instantly when they explode will spray these contaminants in all directions, with a killing radius of up to two or three feet.
The six-legged beasts riding in the heaven are just ordinary beasts. They can't stand facing such cruel weapons.
Ten years ago, the six-legged beast cavalry in the world required the sacrifice of a dozen cavalrymen to kill them. In front of these thunder and fire bullets, they were as vulnerable as paper tigers.
Time passed little by little, but the sound of explosions and fighting never disappeared for a moment.
Both sides suffered a large number of casualties, but no one was willing to take a step back.
After all the thunder and fire bombs were thrown, the Southern Border Beast Rider took control of the Beast Rider, brandishing the steel knife, and rushed into the enemy's formation.