Hundreds of seriously injured Northern Wei frontier troops were sent to the camps behind the front line.
There were already thousands of wounded people in this camp, and the smell of blood and medicine mixed together was very pungent.
At this time, dozens of sergeants came from the other end of the camp, including a general wearing dark silver light armor.
This general was very thin, half a head shorter than an ordinary sergeant, but the appearance of this general made the camp suddenly boil.
"General He!"
Dozens of soldiers in the camp who saw this man's face clearly for the first time all knelt down and worshiped.
This short general is He Du. He was just an abandoned baby picked up by a cowherd in the wild, but he grew up to be a famous general in the Northern Wei Dynasty. In the frontier army, his position in the hearts of most people was
Second only to Yang Dian and others.
Looking at the sergeants who were kneeling down, the extremely thin general bowed and saluted.
He Du's face was so solemn that most people didn't remember what he looked like when they looked at his face, but this solemnity was deeply imprinted in their minds.
He Du didn't reply.
A soft sound.
Everyone who looked at him felt a little dazzling.
A sword appeared in his hand.
This sword is also very small.
Compared with the swords used by ordinary soldiers, his sword is like a child's sword, slender and light.
However, when this sword appeared in his hand, an extraordinarily iron-blooded and tragic aura spread out.
This sword is blood-colored, and there are many very deep dark red colors on the sword, as if this sword has absorbed the blood of many enemies, and even some blood stains have settled and condensed.
His sword thrust out and pierced the heart of a seriously injured sergeant in front of him.
The seriously injured sergeant was hit by several arrows, his lungs were pierced, he could not breathe, and was convulsing in pain.
Warm blood gushed out along the blade of his sword and onto his hand.
The entire camp area fell silent instantly.
Everyone in the camp stared at him blankly.
He Du slowly drew out the sword in his hand.
There was no joy or sorrow on his face, "This war will not last long. The enemy troops from Guanlong are taking the initiative to attack. They even only brought limited rations. So in the next few days, there will be too many seriously injured and dying sergeants."
Imagine, you should also know very well that in a short period of time, we cannot provide enough supplies, especially a large amount of effective drugs. Therefore, these brothers and sisters cannot be saved... Therefore, in the wounded camp, there are many people who cannot be treated with the current means.
, give them a good time."
There was still no sound in the camp.
"I'm sorry for you, but I should soon accompany you brothers who are leaving." He raised his head, and the warm blood had cooled on his hands and sword.
There was still no sadness on his face, just the kind of solemnity that one could never forget at a glance.
He raised his hand, and the bloody sword tip fell on his face.
The sharp sword tip cut his own face.
The blood on his face flowed out and merged with the blood on the sword.
They are brothers and sisters, brothers and sisters with the same blood.
This is revenge.
Not only revenge for the brothers who died in these people's conspiracy, but also revenge for those who died in this war.
There were cries in the camp.
Among the cries, a more tragic voice sounded.
Chi….Chi….Chi…
The sound of sharp blades piercing flesh and blood and the sound of blood spurting continued to sound.
Before all the sergeants who were originally responsible for medical treatment in this camp took action, many of the seriously injured people who had been struggling in pain found the sharp weapons around them with great difficulty, and stabbed themselves into fatal places.
He Du bowed and saluted everyone in the camp again, and then he stepped on a pool of blood, with uncondensed blood flowing on his face, and continued to walk towards the front line.
Judging from the development and progress of the war itself, this war started from the Guanlong He family's desperate attack, and there will definitely be no involvement or stalemate stage like previous large-scale wars.
But extremely high-level generals like him and Zhongshan Wang Yuanying knew very well that the other party was definitely not seeking death.
Although this war started with the Northern Wei Dynasty, the actions of the Emperor of the Northern Wei Dynasty should have led to the participation of those from the Southern Dynasties.
But the key point is that the Guanlong He family did an extremely terrible job in dealing with it. If such a large-scale war was shortened to less than ten days, then the Southern Dynasty's reinforcements would not even have time to arrive, and the war might have ended.
The Northern Dynasty had never opened its doors to the south like this, and the Northern Wei Dynasty had never mobilized all the top warriors in the northern frontier army to one place.
At this time, among the hundreds of thousands of troops, there were many strong men like He Du who were moving forward and waiting silently.
They were waiting for a beginning, a moment when strong men like them would die like ordinary soldiers.
But no one knows when such a moment will come.
…
Finally, there was a strange sound on the battlefield.
In the center of the frontier battlefield, as Jin Hao's army, the most elite of the Luoyang Royal Forest Army, continued to charge forward, a large hole was torn open in Guanlong He's army. Although Jin Hao's army paid an extremely heavy price, almost no survivors
It was only one or two out of ten, but immediately after, a light cavalry army from the White Bone Army and a heavy armored cavalry army from the Northern Wei Frontier Army broke in, covering a light cavalry archery army.
Dense arrows continued to spray into the front positions. Although the Bone Army suffered heavy casualties in the previous war with the Southern Dynasty, the surviving troops had a more ruthless aura.
Although the generals of the Guanlong He clan kept mobilizing flanking troops to squeeze the central army, the gap that was torn open did not narrow.
Seeing that Guan Long He's central army was about to be completely cut open, and might even be broken into the central army camp at the rear, a fresh and powerful breath suddenly appeared in the already somewhat chaotic energy of heaven and earth in this area.
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On the flanks of the light armored cavalry of the White Bone Army who rushed forward, and behind an arrow army of the Guanlong He family that was defeated by arrows, several chariots moved forward calmly and slowly.
This fresh and powerful aura, which seemed to be far superior to the previous or dead military practitioners, came from one of the tanks.
There were two people in that chariot.
One of the chariot drivers was a man wearing light armor.
This man is somewhat tall, but his face cannot be seen at all, because even his face is covered by the light armor on his body.
His light armor is very unique, it is a very bright red copper color, the surface is extremely smooth, with a mirror-like light, and it is obviously made up of thin scale-like armor, but his every move
However, this light armor, like many true essence heavy armors, feels very heavy.
The chariots pulling him were not ordinary war horses, but two giant brown bears.
The bodies of these two giant bears were covered with leather armor, and their moving speed could not be said to be fast or slow. However, under his control, they appeared to be as obedient as tamed dogs.
Behind him was the practitioner who exuded that fresh and powerful aura.
It was an old man wearing colorful animal skins.
His hair looked like it hadn't been washed in how many years, and was twisted into bunches of blackened straw.
His face has a dark purple complexion and many colorful tattoos.
In terms of appearance, this old man was a veterinarian or shaman from a wandering tribe in the Northern Wei Dynasty.
As his aura bloomed, there was not much change in the sky, but the light armored army of the Bone Army who was closest to these chariots, these rapidly running cavalry were constantly fighting and colliding, and their ears were filled with excitement.
I heard extremely strange sounds on the ground, like many poisonous snakes swimming around.
Before they could see the changes on the ground clearly, the blood in many pools of blood had already begun to flow.
A lot of blood on the ground moved towards the chariot like real living creatures.
In the perception of some nearby practitioners, the blood was swimming towards the chariot. However, at the next moment, they all found that their perception was wrong. The blood was not meant to converge towards the chariot.
Instead, it was pulled in an instant, as if it had become a carrier of the true energy of the person on the chariot.
And in the next moment, all these practitioners discovered that even though their perceptions seemed to have corrected themselves, they were still wrong.
After the blood carried the true essence of the practitioner, it seemed to turn into runes carved on the ground, and these runes had been quickly woven into a magic circle with extremely wide coverage.
Such a change in perception only occurs in a short breath.
When they realized it clearly, the formation had already been formed. With the Northern Wei cavalry that broke into the Guanlong Army as the center, the ground with a radius of more than ten miles suddenly became hard.
Hardness means it is easier for the cavalry to run.
Ta-ta-ta-ta... the sound of horse hooves became even clearer at this moment.
However, almost at the same time, the originally extremely soft blood sprouted buds like weeds that had just sprouted on the ground, forming strange protrusions.
These protrusions are like flower buds, blooming and blooming quickly.
Explosions that were small but contained terrible destructive power swept across the ground where these cavalry troops were located.
Fresh blood mist quickly spread out between the iron hooves of the war horse, and then these hoofs could not withstand such force and exploded.
Countless terrifying crashes sounded.
All these light and heavy armored cavalry, as well as the arrow troops wrapped in them, fell to the ground hard, like countless heavy stones hitting each other.
The tragic neighing of countless horses and the sounds of broken flesh and blood were intertwined, and this area instantly turned into a tragic slaughterhouse.
In the rear, all the practitioners in the Northern Wei army raised their heads and looked at the direction of the formation, and a voice sounded in their hearts.
It was the sign of the beginning, the sound of the trumpet that sent them to their death.
….
The light armored army, the heavy armored army and the light cavalry arrow army collided into a chaotic mass. I don't know how many people died on the spot, and I don't know how many people were seriously injured and dying. Even Guanlong He's own army was too shocked to approach.
In this area covered by the terrifying magic circle, at this moment, an army that had been silent among the Northern Wei army began to suddenly accelerate.
This is a cavalry army, seemingly no different from an ordinary cavalry army.
However, all the faces of this cavalry army were painted white. The Northern Wei army who were familiar with them all knew that these were the most elite group of people in the Bone Army.
In previous wars, this group of people also had the most murderous intentions, and were even considered by friendly forces to be inhumane butchers.
This cavalry army seemed to completely ignore the vast sea of strangulation on the left and right sides, and also completely ignored the magic circle in front, and continued to rush straight along the broken opening towards the depths of the Guanlong He clan's central army.
Dozens of violent piercing sounds suddenly erupted around them.
Dozens of practitioners flew out from behind them, bringing out afterimages. They instantly surpassed them at a speed faster than any war horses, and rushed towards the magic circle and the several chariots. (Unfinished)