Yang Zhentian died in battle, and his death was very tragic and regrettable.
For more than half a year, if Yang Zhentian hadn't led the Zhenxi Army to nail Wangfu Ridge and Duoshi Peak on the outskirts of Yingzui Cliff like nails, the southern gate of the human world would have been torn open by the six armies of the heavens.
After several battles, he and Yang Zian almost became the two door gods at the southern gate of the human world.
However, now this door god has fallen.
He didn't deserve to die. It was because Xiangyang King Zhao Xun escaped before the battle and almost gave up the six or seven miles of the southern defense line. This resulted in the cliffs on both sides of the valley being easily occupied by the skeleton army.
Almost none of the countless murderous mechanisms that Zhao Shiqu had worked so hard to develop over the past year were put to use.
When he was dying, Yang Zhentian only shouted two words.
"Zhan Ying!"
Since Yu is born, why is Liang born?
He had to admit that that war hero was indeed better than himself in military strategy.
Perhaps, the one who can save hundreds of millions of sentient beings in the world from this catastrophic suffering in the future is that young man with a heart of stone. Twenty miles east of Eagle Belly Mountain, there are two small hills. The people of the local Miao village
They are called Tiger Mountain and Dragonfly Mountain. They are twenty miles away from the trumpet mouth defense line. The mountains are not high, just two 100-foot-high hills. Zhao Shiqu is not here.
Put up a decent line of defense.
After Qu Datou took over the reserve force composed of two million civilian men in the east, he led the militiamen to assemble towards Tiger Mountain and Dragonfly Mountain.
At noon, Zhan Ying sat on the top of Tiger Mountain in the north, eating naan cakes and studying the court's arrival report from the Eagle's Mouth Cliff. The wilderness cavalry battle was over. In the early morning, Zhan Ying
After learning that hundreds of thousands of sky bats were lifting into the sky holding jars of fierce fire oil, he knew that the overall situation of the wasteland war had been decided. His main focus for the past half day was on the Queguan battle at Yingzui Cliff.
.Originally, with Yang Zhentian in charge, Zhan Ying was not worried, but in the morning news came from the Yingzui Cliff defense line. Zhao Xun, the king of Xiangyang, who guarded the first line of defense at Yingzui Cliff, actually retreated in fear of the battle, followed by more than a hundred generals and lieutenants.
Also ran away, causing the olecranon
The defense line in the southern part of Ya was in chaos, which made Zhan Ying very worried about Yang Zhentian's situation.
Qu Datou is a standard vanguard general, with a long beard and a powerful look.
He stumbled towards Zhan Ying, followed by several personal guards.
For this eight-foot tall man to be unable to walk steadily, something serious must have happened.
After running up to Zhan Ying, Qu Datou suddenly collapsed on the ground, with two lines of heroic tears streaming down his rough, dark cheeks.
Zhan Yingdao: "Brother Qu, what happened?"
Brother Qu wiped away his tears and said: "Yang... Yang Shuai... Yang Shuai... died in the battle!"
Zhan Ying was shocked. The naan in his hand fell to the ground at his feet, and his body shook slightly.
Although Yang Zhentian snatched the military book from his hand and drove him out of the military camp, Zhan Ying never resented Yang Zhentian.
Zhan Ying was a military genius, and no one knew how miserable Yang Zhentian had been in the past year.
Without Yang Zhentian guarding Wangfuling, the situation in the world would not be as good as it is now.
Originally, Zhao Shiqu did not include Wangfuling Ridge and Duoshifeng in the defense line. Yang Zhentian accepted Zhan Ying's suggestion and finally turned the tide, dragging the battle at Yingzui Cliff from last autumn to the beginning of spring.
Now, this generalissimo, who had fought hard to turn the tide and fought countless battles for the rest of his life, finally fell on the battlefield of Eagle Beak Cliff.
Zhan Ying raised his head and looked to the southwest, his fists clenched slowly, his face full of grief.
The loss of Yang Zhentian is not just a loss of a qualified general for the whole world. Yang Zhentian is an iron-blooded warrior. His death will probably shake the morale of the entire army.
Among the remaining human generals, Zhao Xianfeng is already old, and Zhao Zian's ability to command an army of three million has reached the limit of his ability. As for the scholar Zhao Shiqu, he is simply powerless if he wants to command an army of tens of millions.
, if Zhao Shiqu really had the ability to discern people, it would be impossible for him to let Zhao Xun, the king of Xiangyang who was pampered and had never worn armor on the battlefield, to guard the vital
The first line of defense.
Zhan Ying didn't have any extra time to be sad, so he quickly spread out the map and slowly slid his fingers north along a canyon on the map.
There is a fortress defense line five miles away from Yingzuiya Queguan. Now that the first line of defense has been breached by the enemy with the death of Yang Zhentian, we can only place our hope on the second line of defense.
The coach stationed on the second line of defense is also a member of the royal family, Pyeongchang Crown Prince Cho Mang-won.
Zhan Ying has read information about Zhao Mengyuan. When he was young, he defeated 800 bandits with 300 militiamen. He joined the army at the age of 18. He was a famous general under the old commander Zhao Xianfeng. In the past ten years, he fought in Niangziguan and
Zhao Zian is called the two heroes.
Zhao Zian was good at commanding cavalry in combat, while Zhao Meng was good at city defense.
The first line of defense has been broken, and now Zhan Ying can only place his hope on Zhao Mengyuan.
The first line of defense at the trumpet mouth is called Queguankou, which is five miles deep.
The canyon narrows toward the north and is called the trumpet body.
Now Zhao Mengyuan is standing on the command podium. He is a twenty-eight-year-old young general, wearing a helmet and a crown, and a red cloak blowing in the wind. He is very handsome.
Looking at the giant army of enemy vanguards pouring into the canyon to the south, Zhao Mengyuan licked his lips and waved his hand, causing hundreds of war drums to be beaten at the same time.
As the giant army got closer and closer, the observing soldiers kept shouting: "Three hundred feet!" "Two hundred feet"... and the like.
Zhao Mengyuan issued orders loudly through the sound transmission stone.
"Hold it! Hold it!"
When the enemy's forward was only fifty feet away from the horn's defense line, Zhao Menglin gave the order to attack!
"Rolling Stone!"
Rumble…
Like an earthquake, the entire Grand Canyon trembled, and countless huge rocks weighing hundreds of kilograms were pushed down from the rock walls on both sides of the canyon.
When the giant warriors in the canyon saw this, they immediately raised their big shields and tried to resist.
The thick eight-oxen crossbow gun tore through the air and made a scalp-numbing sound. The heavenly army in the canyon was in chaos, with heavy casualties.
At this time, a sentry shouted loudly: "Skeleton legions appeared on the rock walls on both sides, approaching, three hundred feet away!"
Zhao Mengyuan ordered through the sound transmission stone: "Mo Daoshou, prepare to go down the cliff! Kill those skeleton monsters for me! You must not let them climb up!"
The greatest threat to the entire defense line is not the tall giant warriors, nor the madman warriors, nor the bulky monsters that destroy the Legion, but these skeleton warriors who can climb city walls and cliffs. The hundred-mile long trumpet mouth defense line,
The main defenses are on the cliffs on both sides. If these skeletons are not killed, the entire defense line will collapse.
