"General... General..." Seeing the half arrow protruding from his chest, Shen Yuan's face showed an expression of disbelief and horror. He stretched out his hand, instinctively wanting to catch Yuan Cheng, but unfortunately he hadn't touched it yet.
When Yuan Cheng arrived, his body was already limp and he fell down.
Seeing this, Yuan Cheng's face changed with fright. He had no idea when and where the arrow was fired from. If the target of this arrow was him, it would probably be the same as Shen Yuan.
You won't feel anything until the arrow penetrates your body.
After all, Shen Yuan was a think tank who had been with him for many years. Seeing his tragic death under the enemy's arrows, Yuan Cheng was horrified and also filled with grief and anger. He turned around and looked around, and at the same time asked sharply: "Who is shooting cold arrows in the dark? Who has the ability?"
Come out and fight with me!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a person came out from behind a tent not far away.
This man was dressed in black from head to toe, and his whole body was covered by pitch-black spiritual armor. In his hand, he also held a purple-gold long bow. The strange thing was that the purple-gold bow had no bow strings, like a twisted iron
strip.
Seeing the enemy appear, all the hairs on Yuan Cheng's body stood up. There was no need to use the technique of insight. He just felt the aura and spiritual pressure emanating from the opponent. He had already judged that he had met a formidable opponent.
He raised his spiritual sword, pointed it at the visitor, and shouted loudly: "Everyone who comes here has a name!"
"Feng Guo, Jiang Fan!" The black spiritual armored Feng General announced his name in a cold tone without any fluctuation.
He said it in an understatement, but in Yuan Cheng's ears, it was like the Five Thunder Initiation, and he was stunned. Who could he touch? Why did he touch Jiang Fan, one of the four fierce generals of Feng Kingdom? What should I do?
?
There was no need to fight, just hearing Jiang Fan's name made Yuan Cheng's heart freeze.
He has confidence in his spiritual martial arts, but that depends on who he is competing against. It is definitely more than enough to deal with ordinary Feng soldiers, but against Jiang Fan, he is not even 10% sure of winning.
Yuan Cheng's eyes rolled, and suddenly, he shouted to the only three remaining guards around him: "You! Kill Jiang Fan!"
When the three guards heard this, they almost vomited blood together. The enemy in front of them was not an ordinary Fengjun, it was Jiang Fan. Could they kill him? However, Yuan Cheng ordered, and the three of them did not dare to disobey, so they could only hold on.
The scalp moved closer to Jiang Fan little by little.
Seeing the three guards slowly approaching Jiang Fan, Yuan Cheng behind him didn't even say hello, turned around and ran away. Without looking back, just hearing the footsteps coming from behind, the faces of the three Mo Jun guards turned gray.
, the hand that picked up the sword trembled.
"If I were you, I would throw away my weapons and surrender obediently!" Jiang Fan didn't even look at Yuan Cheng, who was running away in a hurry, and his cold eyes swept over the three guards in front of him.
The three guards looked at each other, paused for a moment, shouted in unison, raised their swords high, and slashed at Jiang Fan's head.
Sha! Three rays of cold light were drowned by a sudden golden light. The three guards seemed to have received an electric shock. Their bodies froze and remained motionless. After half a second, the three stiff bodies fell to the ground together. Look at them again.
, their throats were slit, and bright red blood mist spurted out like spring water, splashing far away.
Speaking of Yuan Cheng, he didn't expect his three guards to really hurt Jiang Fan. As long as they could disrupt his sight and create a gap for himself to escape, that would be enough. But he ran less than ten steps away.
, I suddenly heard a harsh chirping sound in my ears.
The sound was like a saw blade cutting across the glass. After listening to it, people felt as if an invisible hand was squeezing their heart, and there was an indescribable feeling of discomfort and depression. Yuan Cheng didn't even understand what was going on.
Suddenly there was a heart-piercing stinging pain, and then his entire leg lost all feeling. His running figure also rolled forward involuntarily, like a rubber ball, and he didn't stop until he was more than five meters away.
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Before he could check what was wrong with his calf, two feet suddenly appeared on the ground in front of him, two feet covered with black spiritual armor. He lay on the ground and slowly raised his head. At this time, he was standing in front of him and he
Isn't it Jiang Fan or who else is the person so close at hand?
"Ah?" Yuan Cheng screamed in fright, subconsciously grabbed the spirit sword and stabbed Jiang Fan in the lower abdomen.
He was faster, and Jiang Fan's arrow was even faster. The purple gold arrow hung in the strong wind and accurately nailed his sword-holding arm. The force was so strong that it penetrated his arm instantly, and with it, the protruding arrow was deeply embedded in the ground.
, which is equivalent to nailing Yuan Cheng to the ground.
"Oops -" Yuan Cheng let out a heart-rending scream, and huddled up as he fell to the ground, shivering in pain.
Now Yuan Cheng's calf and arm were each hit by an arrow, and both of them penetrated the muscles and bones. The severe pain that swept over him made his eyes go black and his head became dizzy.
Seeing Yuan Cheng who could no longer get up, Jiang Fan put the purple gold bow in his hand behind his back and asked calmly, with his tone still calm: "You call yourself 'my commander', so you must be Yuan Cheng?"
While panting, Yuan Cheng raised his head with difficulty, looked at Jiang Fan with cold eyes, and asked through gritted teeth: "It's me, so what do you do with me? Jiang Fan, if you want to kill me, just give me a hard time..."
"The one I'm looking for is you!" Since Yuan Cheng was only wearing his middle coat and barefoot, Jiang Fan couldn't tell his identity. At this time, Yuan Cheng admitted it himself, and Jiang Fan was saved the trouble. He took a step forward,
He raised his arm and punched Yuan Cheng hard on the cheek.
Bang! This punch hit hard and shattered the spiritual armor on Yuan Cheng's face. The latter grunted, his eyes became blurred, and he fell into a semi-conscious state.
Seeing that he had lost the ability to resist, Jiang Fan pulled out his purple gold arrow from Yuan Cheng and put it back into the arrow pot. Then, he lifted Yuan Cheng up with one hand and strode towards the direction of Tang Yin.
Yuan Cheng's capture was like the straw that broke the camel's back. Under the attack from the front and rear by the Feng Army, the Mo Army was already in chaos and without any structure. Now that the coach had become a prisoner of the Feng Army, the Mo Army was even more defeated.
Soon.
When the two closest groups of Mo troops arrived for reinforcements, Yuan Cheng's army of more than 200,000 troops had been scattered by more than 700,000 wind troops. The entire army was dead and injured.
Wounded, those who fled were already defeated.
The disastrous defeat of Yuan Cheng's first unit caused the two supporting armies that arrived to lose their weapons to rescue them. When the commander of the second army heard that Yuan Cheng had been captured, he was even more horrified. Not only did he give up the rescue, but he
They led their respective tribes and retreated directly to the south of Changdu without returning to their own camp.
Now they wanted to run away, but the Feng army refused to give up. Tang Yin directly ordered the whole army to pursue them and must defeat the main force of the Mo army.
The three-pronged Mo army, the Central Army supported by Zhenjiang, the Central Army supported by Tianyang, and the Central Army supported by Surabaya, totaling more than 600,000 soldiers, were chased for fifty miles by the Feng army of more than 700,000 people.
In fact, the strength of the two armies was almost the same. Mo's army mainly lost due to morale. Yuan Cheng's army was defeated so quickly that the other three armies were caught off guard and they also lost their fighting spirit to continue fighting.
Seeing that the Feng army was following closely behind them, they refused to give up, as if they would never give up until they chased their own side.
Wu Mian, Gaozong, and He Cong, the commanders of Mo Guo's third army, all thought that escaping like this was not an option. Instead of being chased to death by the Feng Army, it would be better to fight to the death and fight to the death with the Feng Army, and maybe return the favor.
Can you win this battle!
The analysis of the three of them is not unreasonable. The main force of the Feng Army has traveled a long distance, and the entire army must be exhausted. The Bai Zhan Army was trapped for more than ten days, and it should be hungry to the point of being exhausted. If you think about it carefully, such a Feng Army is actually
Nothing to be afraid of.
After Wu Min, Gaozong, and He Cong discussed it, they gathered their respective subordinates and formed a formation on the plain fifty miles south of Changdu City, preparing for a decisive battle with the Feng army.
Naturally, the Feng Army was not afraid of them, and the whole army responded. This time, the leader was no longer the Hundred Battle Army, but the Ninth Army, with the cavalry corps in front and the infantry corps in the back. The whole army set out to break through in the center.
Array.
They have cavalry on their side, and there are even more cavalry on the Mo army side. All three Mo army groups have cavalry, and together they number more than 100,000.
From a distance, when he saw the Mo army on the opposite side sending cavalry to fight, the commander of the Ninth Army, Qi Heng, sneered in his heart and looked back, wondering why the king hadn't given the order to attack yet.
At this time, Tang Yin was observing the formation of Mo's army. He saw that Mo's army lined up their cavalry in front of the formation just like his own. He frowned secretly. His cavalry was hard-earned. If it were to be restrained by Mo's light cavalry, then
The losses were too heavy.
Tang Yin knew that using cavalry to defeat infantry had an absolute advantage, but it was hard to say who would win when cavalry fought against cavalry. Moreover, the Mo cavalry was so brave and powerful that it was hard to say whether the Ninth Army was their opponent or not.
Two things to say!
Out of concerns about Mo's cavalry, Tang Yincai did not issue an attack order for a long time. He wanted to think it over carefully, but Qi Heng could not wait any longer. Just as Tang Yin was thinking about it secretly, Qi Heng's deputy general Shi Lexuan urged his horse to come and arrived at Tang Yin.
Approaching, he intervened and saluted, and said: "The general will see you, Your Majesty! Your Majesty, General Qi sent his general to ask, when will our army be able to go to war?"
Tang Yin is the commander-in-chief of an army. If he does not issue orders, Qi Heng will not dare to act easily.
Seeing that the person coming was Shi Lexuan, Tang Yin raised his eyebrows. Shi Lexuan was not a Feng man, but a Mo man. Like Qi Heng, he was a bandit and had always been Qi Heng's right-hand man. As the saying goes, if one person achieves enlightenment, chickens and dogs ascend to heaven.
Qi Heng became the commander-in-chief of the Ninth Army, and all his bandit brothers were put into important use by him, and Shi Lexuan was one of them.
Tang Yin didn't have a very good impression of this person, but in order to win over Qi Heng, he turned a blind eye to his use of confidants and didn't bother to ask much.
He asked Shi Lexuan: "Did you see it? The Mo army also sent cavalry to take the lead. Is your ninth army sure of defeating the Mo cavalry?"