Five hundred and fiftieth eight chapters onslaught
Under the big tree, corpses lay scattered across the ground, and the blood had soaked deeply into the ground. If it weren't for the cool and cold mountain scenery, I'm afraid the smell of blood would have been so strong that it couldn't be dissipated.
These corpses are all corpses of the Northern Zhou army, and they should have died in the battle not long ago. It doesn’t take much to think about it. It must be the defeated troops of He Louzi cadres. Most of the corpses have a look of horror on their faces, with widened eyes and facial features.
Twisted, apparently they had fled in panic before they died, but in the end they did not escape the realm of death.
As we continue deeper into the jungle, no one knows how many corpses there are, but we can already imagine how tragic the previous battle was.
Under the scolding of the generals, the Northern Zhou army moved forward quickly, but when passing these corpses, every soldier subconsciously glanced at the corpses.
I wonder if I will end up inferior to these friendly forces in the near future?
Cao Xiaoda walked quickly to the corpse, looked at it, and sighed softly.
One general has achieved great success, but tens of thousands of bones have been withered. I wonder how many more corpses will be piled up on this battlefield. Whose name is the one who achieved success in the end?
"Let the rear army restrain itself." Cao Xiaoda's expression became more solemn. He didn't know whether these corpses were because Li Xingchen had no time to restrain himself or simply served as a deterrent. "He ordered the forwards to be more careful and not to panic when encountering enemy traps.
Scouts must not pursue!"
The generals who were eager to try before now saw the situation in front of them and became awe-inspiring, and hurriedly agreed in unison.
At this moment, the fire in front suddenly brightened, and the drumming sounded again.
Cao Xiaoda narrowed his eyes slightly and subconsciously clenched the handle of the knife: "Li Xingchen has begun to attack..."
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"Kill!" Du Qi strode forward with his sword in hand, and Nan Chen's soldiers quickly followed behind him. Countless arrows shot out from the darkness and passed over the heads of Du Qi and others. In a blink of an eye, darkness followed.
There were screams from inside.
"Kill!" A Beizhou general would jump out from the bushes where he was hiding and stop directly in front of Du Qi. Du Qi roared, took a step forward, and collided directly with the general.
In front of and behind the two of them, countless Ba and Northern Zhou soldiers roared and fought.
"Charge forward!" Nanchen generals shouted with arms raised.
The sword and shield wielders of the Northern Zhou Dynasty also rushed over. Although the shields were scattered, they always maintained a stable front. The Nanchen army roared and rushed forward, like the tide lapping against the rocks, again and again.
People kept falling down, but the soldiers behind them quickly jumped up.
The Ba people have never been a good-tempered nation, not to mention that there is not a lot of hatred between them and these Northern Zhou armies. The fathers and brothers of this generation of Ba people inevitably fell by the swords of the Northern Zhou armies. Now they have revenge.
Of course they would not give up the opportunity.
"Bang!" There was a loud noise, and a stone rolled down the hillside, and soon hit a Pakistani soldier in front of him. Walking to the side at this time was just asking for death. The Pakistani soldier gritted his teeth.
He wanted to hold on, but the oncoming momentum forced him to give up the idea.
Seeing the stone rolling around again and about to pin him down, the Pakistani soldier gritted his teeth. It was a pity that he could not kill another damn Zhou dog to avenge his family. But soon he felt that his hands were weighing heavily.
The heavy pressure on him relaxed a little, and he subconsciously looked sideways.
A figure stood beside him, holding up the stone with both hands, and shouted: "Let's go!"
The soldier of the Ba people was startled for a moment. He had only seen the young man in front of him once from a distance, but he knew who he was. He was the hero who led the Ba people out of the mountains, and he was the benefactor who avenged the Ba people.
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In the dancing firelight, Li Xingchen's cheeks were sharply angular.
One after another, the personal guards and Pakistani soldiers rushed forward to support the stone together with Li Xinchen, and sweat was already flowing down Li Xinchen's cheeks. He turned his head slightly and looked at the Pakistani soldier just now: "You boy
Hurry up and leave!"
The Naba soldiers quickly ducked to the side almost subconsciously, and Li Xingchen yelled: "Let go, be careful!"
Everyone stepped aside at the same time, and the stone continued to roll down the hillside. This time, no one would be hit by the stone.
Li Xingchen reached out and touched the sweat on his forehead, smiled and cursed: "Little brother, react faster next time, but there are not so many people around you every time."
The Naba soldiers fell to their knees with a plop: "General's kindness..."
"Get up!" Li Xingchen raised his eyebrows and reached out to hold his arm, "There is no rule in my army about kneeling on both knees!"
The surrounding soldiers all looked over subconsciously.
Li Xingchen pulled the Naba soldiers up and pointed to the top of his head: "Kneel to the sky, kneel to the ground, kneel to your parents. I don't need you to kneel. If you want to repay, go and take down this hill! If you live, I will give it to you.
Mark the merit; if you die in battle, I will take care of your family!"
"No!" The Pakistani soldier patted his chest heavily, turned around and strode forward.
When every passing Pakistani soldier saw this scene, although they didn't say anything, they clenched their teeth tightly and walked faster!
The only way to fight for such a commander is to die.
Li Xingchen pulled out the Ziyun gun again, looked up at the hillside, and said coldly: "Let's go too!"
The guards agreed in unison. Even though they had fought hard in the past few days, the scene just now made their hearts beat faster, and the hot blood vessels could not control the rush to their heads!
Being able to protect such a general and fight to the death is a matter of honor.
And just less than twenty feet away from Li Xingchen, He Lou Ziqian's face was as gloomy as water. He didn't know what happened. The changes in the battle situation tonight had completely frustrated He Lou Ziqian.
He Lou Ziqian's original intention was actually very simple, which was to test Li Xingchen's troop deployment. It would be best if he could find weak points. Even if he couldn't find them, he could at least regain some food. As Li Xingchen expected, if there was no more food,
In terms of supplies, He Lou Ziqian may no longer be able to maintain order in the army.
In the end, who would have thought that his sneak attack would be completely shattered on the defense line that Li Xingchen had arranged long ago. The strategy of "making a sound in the east and attacking in the west" would not have any effect on Li Xingchen's iron-clad defense line. Li Xingchen did not make any moves from beginning to end.
The soldiers of the Northern Zhou Dynasty had no strength but no morale. The hungry soldiers of the Northern Zhou Dynasty did not force Li Xingchen to go around putting out fires.
Even if the sneak attack failed, He Lou Ziqian actually didn't expect it to have any effect, but He Lou Ziqian never expected that after that, Li Xingchen actually launched a counterattack. These Ba people who were flying in the darkness
He soon bit He Lou Zigan's retreating troops and chased them all the way up the hillside. If He Lou Zigan hadn't made a prompt decision and led his guards to attack, the front might have completely collapsed.
Li Xingchen had been encircling and blocking it before. Could it be that now that he has realized his weakness, he is ready to take down this hill in one go?