Dulong Valley.
It is located between Lingling of Jingzhou and Nan'an.
It is an extremely dangerous place.
Two peaks stand side by side here, with only one rugged road passing through.
Smoke and dust billowed on the road, and flags could be vaguely seen fluttering.
Obviously, this place has been controlled by Nan'an soldiers and horses.
"This place is easy to defend but difficult to attack. It is indeed a tough nut to crack."
Wang Ke pointed to the mountain road and said to Yang Xuangan beside him.
Yang Xuangan grinned, smiled, and said: "No matter how easy it is to defend and difficult to attack, I will defeat it myself!"
Say it.
He rushed his horse and came to the front of the formation. Shaking out the nail-headed wolf fangs in his hands, he shouted to the enemy: "The soldiers of the Sui Dynasty have arrived! Who dares to come out and talk to us!"
Yang Xuangan shouted three times in a row.
There was finally movement in the Nan'an military camp in Dulong Valley.
Only the dull sound of war drums could be heard.
Two large flags were rolled out from the military camp. Under the large flags, there was a team of five hundred cavalry arranged on both sides.
Between the two columns of cavalry, a general was held out, but when he saw this man——
Dahongpao, white jade belt, animal-faced head-swallowing chain armor; a bow on the left, an arrow hanging on the right, a yellow-maned horse sitting down, and an iron-bone spear in his hand.
He leapt on his horse, raised his spear, and rushed to the front of the formation, shouting loudly: "I am General Wang Wenqing, who dares to invade our border without fear of death!"
Yang Xuangan said: "I am Yang Xuangan, a pioneer officer under the command of Yang Su, the commander-in-chief of Jingzhou! Aren't you afraid of the wrath of the great Sui Dynasty when you accept Nanchen's rebellion?"
Wang Wenqing laughed loudly and said: "Others are afraid of you, the Sui Kingdom, but I, Wang Wenqing, are not afraid! Today, if you dare to invade our border, you really don't know how to die! Don't leave, and you will take one of my tricks!"
The words are not finished yet.
Swinging the iron bone spear in his hand, he let go of his horse and ran towards Yang Xuangan to kill him.
"How capable is this person that he dares to boast about it?"
Wang Ke held a thick iron-pointed steel gun and held the battle for Yang Xuangan.
He stared at Wang Wenqing and secretly called up the simulator to check this person's information.
[Name: Wang Wenqing,
Age: Thirty-two years old,
Life: One hundred and twenty (Strong),
Physical strength: one hundred and seventeen kilograms,
Martial Arts: Formation-Breaking Spear Technique (Proficient),
Magic: None,
General: None. 】
"I thought he was some kind of master, but it turns out he's someone with a higher level of vision..."
After closing the emulator.
Wang Ke curled his lips. Said in his heart.
He was thinking about it.
In front of the two armies, Yang Xuangan and Wang Wenqing were already fighting together.
Yang Xuangan's eyes were narrowed slightly, with murderous intent in his eyes. He picked up a nail-headed mace with one hand and smashed it straight at Wang Wenqing's door.
When Wang Wenqing saw this, he did not dodge or dodge, but raised his iron bone spear upwards, trying to use his own strength to push away Yang Xuangan.
clang!
Between the lightning and flint.
The two weapons collided heavily.
Just once.
Wang Wenqing felt his blood surge.
His arms were so weak that he lowered his arms, and the soul-killing nail-headed mace suddenly fell down.
Only a "pop" sound was heard.
The nail-headed wolf-toothed spear hit Wang Wenqing hard on the head, smashing his head to pieces. He fell off his horse and was already dead.
"kill!"
Seeing the enemy general fall from his horse.
How could Wang Ke let go of this opportunity to win a favorable battle?
Immediately, he shook the iron-pointed steel gun in his hand, urged his horses, led his men, rushed up, and wiped out all the 500 cavalry brought by Wang Wenqing in one fell swoop.
He and Yang Xuangan chased them all the way to the gate of Nan'an Camp in Dulong Valley.
In the camp.
Wang Wenda had long been trembling with fear.
Although he was Wang Wenqing's half-brother, facing the wolf-like and tiger-like Sui army, he could only form a stronghold to defend himself and did not dare to attack rashly.
Charged and killed for a while.
Yang Xuangan and Wang Ke saw that they could not defeat the enemy camp, so they withdrew their troops and set up camp ten miles away from the enemy camp.
In the blink of an eye.
Three days passed in a row.
During these three days, Yang Xuangan attacked the enemy camp many times, but in the end he gained nothing.
On the fourth day.
Yang Xuangan was about to lead the army to fight as usual, when Wang Ke came slowly and stopped Yang Xuangan.
"What's the matter?"
Yang Xuangan asked a little strangely.
Wang Ke said: "The enemy relied on the steepness of the mountain to firmly hold the road. Our troops have clashed many times, and they have always been in conflict. Why don't you attack in another place?"
"What do you mean, good brother?"
Yang Xuangan frowned and asked.
Wang Ke smiled slightly, came to Yang Xuangan's side and whispered a plan.
…
That night.
Everything was silent.
A cold moon hangs high.
Wang Wenda sat in the tent, feeling confused.
Some days ago.
He was ordered to guard this place with his brother Wang Wenqing.
I thought I could rely on the natural danger to launch a wave of attacks, but I didn't expect that my brother died in front of the battle. The Sui general was brave and he was no match for him, so he was trapped here and did not dare to fight.
so.
In the current situation, he was really in a dilemma.
"What is this all about!"
Wang Wenda patted his forehead and said in his heart.
However, at this moment.
A soldier rushed into the tent, with a panicked look on his face, and reported: "General! Something bad is going on. On the peaks on the left and right sides of our camp, there were blazing fires, and the sound of war drums could be heard faintly! "
"What?"
Upon hearing this.
Wang Wenda's expression changed drastically.
He stood up, quickly walked out of the tent, and looked up at the peaks on both sides.
really.
I saw it like a sword on the dangerous peak.
Flames rose into the sky.
Almost the entire sky was stained with blood.
"Could it be that... the Sui army found a small road and went around the back of the mountain to attack our army from both front and rear?"
See this situation.
Wang Wenda's liver and gallbladder were split.
He held a long knife and the already chaotic soldiers and horses, and wanted to rush up the mountain to check the situation.
but.
What he didn't expect was that when he moved his troops and horses, the defense at the camp gate naturally became empty.
"kill!"
At the moment when this flaw appeared.
With the cover of night, Wang Ke, who had been ambushing near the enemy camp for a long time, took the lead, led a thousand cavalry, and shot out like sharp arrows.
He slammed open the enemy's camp gate, rode a horse and speared and came straight towards Wang Wenda.
"The thief will die!"
The sound was like thunder!
Wang Ke suddenly rushed behind Wang Wenda.
"You didn't go to the mountain?"
Wang Wenda hurriedly responded with a machete.
"This mountain is so steep, how can we and our team of people climb it easily?"
Wang Ke curled his lips and said.
As he spoke, he moved the weapon and used Wang's marksmanship at the Dacheng realm.
clang!
clang!
clang!
Three moves in a row.
The iron-pointed steel gun in Wang Ke's palm whizzed, focusing heavily on the blade of the broadsword in Wang Wenda's hand.
This is the Thirteen Thunder Styles he suddenly used!
This set of marksmanship can stimulate the potential in the general's body. Every shot fired is like the power of thunder, making people irresistible.
Gritting his teeth, he forcefully followed Wang Ke's three thunderous thirteen moves.
Wang Wenda was already sweating profusely, and the sword skills in his hands gradually became scattered.
The fight lasted for about twenty rounds.
Wang Ke spotted the flaw exposed by Wang Wenda.
With a loud shout, he suddenly took action with the iron gun, and with lightning speed, the tip of the gun hit Wang Wenda's throat.
In an instant, blood burst out!
Wang Wenda groaned, swayed, fell off the horse, and died.
The Lord will be killed.
The soldiers under his command naturally collapsed.
Yang Xuangan and Wang Ke pursued and killed thousands of people before leading the army back.
