The situation is indeed more serious than Jiang Han and Xuanyuan Qing imagined.
There are a total of fifty battalions of the Northern War Army here, each battalion has 20,000 sergeants, and every five battalions constitute an army. The commander of each army is Jiudao Jiuzhong.
The death row camp is quite special, it is a group of unruly death row prisoners, and the death row camp is always on the front line every time there is a battle, so Fengyi Jun was sent to take charge.
Recently, all fifty battalions of the Beishang Realm have been mobilized, except for two battalions left to guard Beishang City.
To guard the northern and northwest borders, 18 of the more than 20 lord-level experts in the city were dispatched, and the Marquis of Liyang personally came to the front line to take charge.
On the other side, the Northern Shang Realm mobilized urgently and began to assemble a large army, preparing to mobilize another thirty battalions.
Death row inmates from various cities across the country have been escorted over to prepare for the expansion of the death row camp.
The Northern Shang King has spoken!
Even if this battle is fought to the last man, the Bei Shang Army will never retreat.
After the soldiers are dead, let's go up to the commander. After the commander is dead, let's go up to the strong men of the feudal level. After the dead of the strong men at the feudal level, go up. After the death of the strong men at the feudal level, enter the nine powerful men of the feudal level from the Northern Shang Army.
They all died in the battle. He killed the three clans with one sword and fought until the last breath.
The three tribes joined forces to attack the Bei Shang stronghold, but the King of Bei Shang did not ask for help from the ancestral realm of the human race. He chose to use all the strength of the world to fight against the three tribes.
In the past, the Northern Shang King had a feud with a super wealthy family in the ancestral world for the woman he loved. He almost died at the hands of that wealthy family several times, and his beloved woman died as a result.
That super wealthy family has very great power and voice in the ancestral world.
Therefore, the relationship between the Northern Shang King and the Ancestor Realm is very tense!
Because of the relationship between the Bei Shang King, the Bei Shang Realm did not have much favorable impressions of the Ancestral Realm, and they did not expect the Ancestral Realm to come to rescue them.
The words of King Bei Shang made the entire Bei Shang Army feel as if they had been given blood. In the hearts of all the soldiers of the Bei Shang Army, King Bei Shang was their god and their king.
If the king gives orders, they will be smashed to pieces without hesitation.
The huge mountains were densely populated with Beishang sergeants, and countless warships were flying around in the air.
In the forest below, there were densely packed secret guards, and the Bei Shang Army formed a tight defensive front to defend against the attacks of the three tribes.
"call out!"
On the mountains to the north, nearly a hundred warships came through the sky. Huge flags were hung on the warships with the word "prison" written on them.
The death row camp is coming!
The troops stationed here all looked sideways. The death row camp has become somewhat famous in recent battles, killing many ghosts and faceless tribes.
Moreover, Fengyi Jun in the death row camp is very beautiful. It is rare to have such a heroic and beautiful woman in the military.
Not to mention that Fengyijun's combat prowess is considered top-notch among the powerful men at the feudal level.
The warship stopped in the mountains. More than 14,000 people came to the death row camp, and the remaining 2,000 were too seriously injured to fight.
Ma Ji asked the death row camp to wait for orders in an open space in the mountains. He was not given an order from above. Was he here to help with the garrison? Or should he take the initiative to attack?
There is a higher peak five thousand miles south of this mountain, called Hutou Peak, and Fengyi Jun is in the mountain at the moment.
In front of her stood five lord-level powerful men. One of them looked as pale as a dead man and his body looked very weak, but he stood in the middle and looked like the leader of them all.
Fengyi Jun glanced at the few strong men, looked at the middle-aged man with a dead face and asked: "Huang Quanjun, what is the mission of our death row camp?"
Dead Face is the commander of the northern front, Lord Huangquan.
He looked at Fengyi Jun expressionlessly and said: "There are two ways, either to station in Canglang Mountain. Or as a mobile force, take the initiative to attack or support various mountains. You choose."
Fengyijun said proudly: "It's not my style to wait for others to attack me. I'll lead the team to attack proactively. If anyone needs support, send me a message."
"Go for it!"
Mr. Huang Quan waved his hand and warned: "Take it easy and don't finish the death row camp. It will take half a month for the death row prisoners from the Northern Shang Realm to come over."
Fengyi Jun said disapprovingly: "The death row camps are all death row prisoners. They have all committed serious crimes. If they can die on the battlefield, they can be considered to have died with honor!"
Lord Fengyi cupped his hands and flew away. Lord Huang Quan pondered for a moment and said to a young and handsome monarch-level expert next to him: "Jun Yanhe, please talk to the Military Intelligence Department and ask them to cooperate with the death row camp.
Don't be ambushed. Also, let Mr. Lushan and others pay attention and be ready to respond at any time."
"good!"
Mr. Yanhe nodded and went down to make arrangements.
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"Assemble, let's go!"
Fengyi Jun rushed over and gave the order to Ma Ji. She did not show her body, but hid in the void and paid attention to the situation around her.
Instead of taking the warships, the death row camp rushed down Canglang Mountain.
Fengyi Jun's order was to wander around the northern front, actively look for warriors from the three tribes to start a battle, and eliminate a large number of ordinary soldiers from the three tribes.
This order made Ma Ji and others secretly complain!
To the north of the battle line, everything is occupied by the three tribes, and there are armies of the three tribes everywhere. With more than 10,000 people in the death row camp, taking the initiative to attack is a waste of time.
Wandering around like this, you will soon get a bloody head. How many of the more than 10,000 death row prisoners can go back this time? How many of them, big commanders, small commanders and sergeants will die here?
The military orders were overwhelming, and Ma Ji knew Fengyi Jun's temper, so he could only lead the team and set off.
After running north for half an hour, Ma Ji received the intelligence from the Military Intelligence Department.
There are many ghost soldiers stationed in a forest fifty miles ahead. It is estimated that there are at least 20,000 to 30,000 ghost soldiers.
"Run at full speed and attack!"
Ma Ji was willing to risk everything. He wanted to fight anyway, so he took advantage of the fact that the Ghost Clan, the Faceless Clan, and the Nightmare Clan had not set their sights on the Death Row Camp, so he went to do his job first.
Ma Ji took the lead and rushed away with more than 10,000 death row prisoners.
The distance of fifty miles was quickly covered, and there was indeed a forest ahead. It was filled with gloomy air, and there were obviously a large number of ghosts gathered there.
"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"
There was nothing to say. When the two sides met, it was a fight to the death. Ma Ji led a group of gods to clear the way, and more than 10,000 sergeants from the death row camp poured in like a tide.
"Boom boom boom boom!"
Explosions suddenly occurred everywhere in the forest, shouts of fighting and killing, and the screams of ghosts one after another.
Blood splattered and limbs flew everywhere, and the forest quickly turned into a purgatory.
Fengyi Jun arrived in the forest invisibly. She sensed it and determined that there was only this army nearby, and there was only one Jiudao Ghost Clan on the other side.
She sent a message to Ma Ji: "Let Jiang Han take action and withdraw immediately after the attack. Please protect him!"
"good!"
This was what Ma Ji was waiting for. It would be difficult to rely on them to kill the eighth level of the Ghost Tribe. It would take a long time and there would be casualties here. If the Ghost Tribe reinforcements came, it would be even worse.
It was easy for them to cooperate with Jiang Han, especially Ma Ji's space method, which was a perfect match for Jiang Han.
As long as they protect Jiang Han and kill most of the ghost soldiers here, they will be considered a big victory.
Ma Ji glanced at Jiang Han in the crowd, and was about to transmit a message. He suddenly frowned and murmured in surprise: "Huh? It's only been a few days, and this kid has actually broken through to the seventh level of the Peeping Dao! It seems that he has also built three layers.
Altar? As expected of... someone whom Marquis Yanbei values."
Ma Ji was stunned for a moment, and had no time to pay more attention. He sent a message: "Jiang Han, it's time to work. As per the old rules, you go ahead and kill, and leave the rest to us!"
"Got it, give it to me!"
Jiang Han nodded towards Ma Ji, flashed his ghost holy clothes, and left invisibly, directly crossing the battle line and going deep into the rear of the ghost clan.