At this time, there was a burst of exclamation from the Baiyue Army formation. Dozens of small black dots in the sky slowly crossed the blue sky and gradually fell down. Only when they were very close to the ground did the soldiers realize that this turned out to be the same thing just now.
Those artillery shells fired by the Tiantian Camp.
However, the scale of this artillery shell turned out to be much more powerful than before. After one round of bombing, the Baiyue army lost almost a thousand people.
Meng Mingqi stood in the formation and suddenly raised his eyebrows, "What's going on!"
In the distance, in the direction of Dingnan Province, a large flag was erected on the horizon. On the flag was the insignia of Dingnan. Although I didn’t know who was leading the team, judging from the size, the number of the other party was definitely not small.
Yu thirty thousand.
At this time, two small red flags were erected on the stationary position at the back. The red flags swung back and forth regularly, and the flag soldiers here quickly raised their eyes to look.
The flagman looked at the message from the other side with all his attention, and read out word for word, "The ninth legion of the **** army, 30,000 infantry and cavalry, and 100 divine artillery, came to rescue the Duke.
!"
"It's our reinforcements!" the flagman shouted excitedly, "Thirty thousand people, more than thirty thousand reinforcements!"
The flagman's words spread throughout the entire position in an instant, and when the soldiers who were bathing in blood heard it, they felt as if they had been given a shot in the arm, and they instantly became excited.
When those "masters" saw the majestic Dingjun behind them, they quickly evacuated the battlefield for a moment.
Meng Mingqi snorted, "Su Yin, I guess you are lucky."
At this time, on the position of the Ninth Corps in the rear, a hundred Shenwei cannons roared again. The Baiyue Army was bombarded head-on, and finally the gong was sounded and the troops retreated.
After cleaning the battlefield, more than half of the 500 Guards troops were lost, leaving less than 300 men. The cavalry of the Ninth Legion went first to help carry the wounded, led by the official Wang Zhaobang.
"Your Majesty, Duke, I have come late for my humble duty. Please forgive me, Your Majesty." Wang Zhaobang took off his helmet.
Su Yin was a little exhausted and leaned lightly on Yu Wensheng, "What's going on? These 30,000 people must be hydrated. Your ninth legion is full of only 10,000 people. I know this very well.
, where can we create such a large formation of 30,000 people?"
Wang Zhaobang smiled, "Your Excellency, the Duke, has a sharp gaze, but the Ninth Legion does have more than 30,000 soldiers now. Does Your Excellency still remember the recruitment plan?"
Su Yin nodded, "But it will take at least three months for those common people to master basic combat skills after entering the training camp. Who are you bringing now?"
Wang Zhaobang pointed to the team on the top of the mountain, "The Duke is right. We received intelligence that the Baiyue Kingdom's army was mobilizing. We were worried that it would be detrimental to the Duke, so we have always come to rescue, but we heard that the Baiyue Kingdom had more than 100 troops in Dingbeicheng alone.
50,000 troops, so even if we mobilize in full force, it may not be effective, so we have to... Let the civilians who are undergoing training wear formal military uniforms, and we will build up our momentum. Among the 30,000 people over there, except for the artillery team
and three thousand cavalry, and the rest are just ordinary people who have just put on military uniforms."
Su Yin looked at Wang Zhaobang with a smile, "Thank you for coming up with this method, but you are also brave enough. If the other party rushes forward with all their might, you won't be afraid of us 'rabble' revealing their secrets."