Tan Wenyue took action and captured the ghost vanguard Li Man alive in two rounds and returned to the formation. The Yuncheng soldiers cheered and their heavy hearts suddenly lightened up.
The empress shouted: "Well done!"
The empress secretly sighed in her heart, on the battlefield, it is so important to have good generals.
The generals under Wu Sheng were killed by Long Chen, leaving only a small role of Li Man as the vanguard.
Outside the city, Li Man was captured, and a thousand dead soldiers were leaderless. The captain Mo Bubu felt that he should retreat.
"We are the vanguard. If we retreat, the lord will definitely punish us."
The dead soldiers behind him were afraid and did not dare to rescue Li Man or retreat.
For the dead soldiers who retreated and cowered, the Martial Saint punished them very severely.
Just when the dead soldier was hesitating, Tan Wenyue had already brought Li Man back to the city.
Tan Wenyue did not take the opportunity to pursue him, but swaggered back to the city.
The purpose of his battle was to boost morale and let the Yuncheng soldiers see clearly that the ghost soldiers under Wu Sheng were nothing more than that and had nothing to fear.
Li Man was lifted up the city wall, and the iron chain was passed through the pipa bone and leg bones, and hung on the top of the city.
"When the Martial Saint comes over, let him see the vanguard general."
Yang Hu laughed loudly, and Li Man was ashamed and angry. He opened his mouth and bit off his tongue, and blood flowed from his mouth.
"This guy bit his tongue and committed suicide."
Yan Gang exclaimed, he thought Li Man would die if he bit off his tongue like ordinary people.
Yang Hu sneered and said: "Don't worry, he won't die. He is a ghost. He won't die if he bites off his tongue, unless he breaks his own neck."
Li Man's hands and feet were tied, making it impossible for him to break his neck by himself.
A mouthful of blood spurted on Yang Hu's face, and Li Man looked ferocious and opened his tongueless mouth to curse.
Because he bit off his tongue, his curse words were unclear.
"Kill him with one knife and forget it."
Yang Hu wiped the blood from his face and looked at Yu Wenkai.
Yu Wenkai said: "Hang out and ignore him."
Li Man was hung on a pole outside the city wall. His mouth was bleeding and he was cursing vaguely. A line of black people came over from the north, and the army led by Wu Sheng arrived.
Dugu Jiali shouted: "Crossbowmen, musketeers, gunners, prepare!"
The long-range soldiers immediately prepared for battle, with their crossbows fully loaded and their muskets and artillery loaded and ready to go.
Wu Sheng looked at Yuncheng. Three hundred meters ahead was a familiar fortress.
"The general will finally pay homage to the princess."
Mo Bubu dismounted to greet him. Wu Sheng squinted his eyes and looked at Li Man who was hanging on the top of the city. His face instantly became as gloomy as water.
"what happened?"
Wu Sheng looked down at Captain Mo BuTong, who replied: "Tan Wenyue went out to challenge, General Li fought, and was captured alive."
Wu Sheng glanced at the vanguard, there were many of them, and there were no traces of fighting on the ground.
Obviously, these dead soldiers just sat and watched Li Man being captured alive.
"What crime should be committed if a fellow comrade is in trouble and fails to help him?"
Wu Sheng scolded him coldly.
Captain Mo BuTong and the dead soldiers immediately knelt down, gritted their teeth and loudly replied: "Anyone who refuses to help my comrades in trouble will die in the chaos!"
Wu Sheng said coldly: "It's good to know!"
Mo Tong kowtowed and said: "The last general will be guilty, the last general will be willing to die!"
Mo Bubu stood up, and the dead soldiers behind him also stood up. A thousand dead soldiers lined up to form an offensive formation, facing Yuncheng.
When the empress saw Mo Tong arrayed in formation, she asked Yu Wenkai in confusion: "Old General, what are you doing?"
Yu Wenkai sneered: "They are prepared to die!"
The empress didn't understand what Yu Wenkai meant, so Yang Hu explained: "Martial Saints have a rule. On the battlefield, if other soldiers are in danger, they must rescue them."
"If you refuse to save someone, you must charge into the enemy formation until everyone is killed."
"Be careful, these thousand dead soldiers, they are determined to die, they must be killed, one by one
Do not stay!"
The empress immediately issued a decree and ordered Dugu Jiali to prepare for battle.
"The first attack must kill more than half of them!"
The empress issued an order, and Dugu Jiali asked the elite troops she had brought to move forward, and the musketry camp and the crossbow camp were prepared.
Donna also has a crossbow battalion and a musketry battalion under her command, but Dugu Jiali doesn't know their combat effectiveness, and the soldiers are not familiar with each other.
Therefore, at the critical moment, Dugu Jiali trusted her soldiers.
outside the city.
Mo BuTong drew his sword and turned around and shouted: "Brothers, see you in the next life!"
Don't be the first one to charge forward on foot, and the dead soldiers behind him will follow and charge forward to kill.
Their formation was like a wedge, with the dead soldiers in front raising their shields and the dead soldiers behind charging.
The cultivation level of these dead soldiers is around that of Emperor Wu, and the distance of three hundred meters is very short for them.
When Mo Tong was charging to kill, the crossbowmen on the fortress outside immediately released arrows, the explosives were already lit, and they were thrown towards the incoming soldiers.
When the crossbows came, the dead soldiers moved to avoid them, and almost all the crossbows failed.
When Donna saw this, her eyes were as wide as bells.
The elite crossbowmen under her command were actually unable to hit the dead soldiers.
Last time Qin Hao led his troops to fight, they faced Long Chen and Yu Wenkai, but the Yuncheng soldiers did not fight.
Seeing how powerful the Demon Dragon Camp was, they thought they were about the same. Donna felt the same way.
This is an illusion.
The dead soldier's cultivation level was around that of Emperor Wu. He was extremely fast and his moves were so cruel that the crossbowmen could not hit him at all. The dead soldier had already rushed to the fortress, and the soldiers had no time to retreat and were killed on the fortress.
The fuse of the thrown explosive burned out, a violent explosion broke out, the demon-suppressing stone and wooden bullets flew everywhere, and the dead soldier was hit and let out a painful scream.
A three-story fortress was set up at a distance of 300 meters. The outer two-story fortress was breached almost instantly, and all the soldiers were killed.
Facing the dead soldiers, these soldiers didn't even have the chance to escape nothing.
The cheers and confidence just now were gone, and the soldiers in Yuncheng were frightened.
Donna and Yan Gang were so shocked that they broke out in cold sweat.
This is only a thousand dead soldiers, but they are so fierce.
When the explosion sounded, Dugu Jiali bent her bow and arrow, and shot nine arrows in succession at Mo Tong, who was rushing at the front.
"put!"
Dugu Jiali shouted, and the bed crossbow and divine arm bow were launched first, followed by ordinary crossbows flying into the sky, densely packed like locusts.
Mo BuTong killed several soldiers, and then he saw Dugu Jiali's feather arrow coming. Mo BuTong immediately dodged, but another feather arrow came unexpectedly. Mo BuTong dodged again, but was hit in the shoulder by a feather arrow above his head.
He yelled in pain and fell from the air.
Dugu Jiali's nine consecutive arrows were not only aimed in one direction, but blocked all possible directions around Mo Bu.
Mo Tong fell from the sky, and the other dead soldiers faced a saturation attack.
"Shou!"
The shield was raised, and the dead soldier hid under the shield, letting the arrows fall.
They will fight until everyone is killed, but they are not rushing recklessly, they know how to be strategic.
"Musket Battalion, launch!"
Dugu Jiali shouted, and the musketry battalion fired. The bullets penetrated the shield and hit the dead soldiers hiding behind the shield.
Their shields were from the barbarians, and these shields could not stop bullets.
After a volley of musket fire, the dead soldiers were killed one after another.
"kill!"
There was no use hiding behind the shield. The dead soldiers simply threw away their shields, gathered in a group, and charged forward together to kill them.
More than 400 dead soldiers were left to charge desperately. Bai Tingting held a long sword and shouted: "Get ready!"
The city walls are guarded by elite soldiers, and it is not that easy for dead soldiers to break through the defenses.
The crossbowmen and musketeers fired randomly, but in the end only more than thirty dead soldiers rushed to the city.
The dead soldier jumped up and easily jumped to the top of the city.
