Stones fell into the Daman army like raindrops.
Countless barbarians were smashed into pieces, and the stones did not stop after falling, but rolled directly down the hillside.
Many Daman soldiers were knocked away before they could react, and their bones were shattered.
The entire hillside was dyed red with blood, and the strong smell of blood seemed to reflect the sky in blood.
Xinlong Zhige stared at this scene blankly, his body trembling and his eyes full of fear.
He did not expect that the warriors of the tribe did not die at the hands of the enemy, but because of his words, the lives of hundreds of thousands of people were lost.
At this moment, he finally understood that his father often said that the battlefield is not a child's play.
"Report! Report to Young Master Wang, our warriors have suffered hundreds of thousands of casualties. Their morale is low and they are not fit to fight anymore. Please give the order to retreat!"
Even the messengers could see that Mr. Wang didn't understand military affairs.
He could only suppress the contempt and anger in his heart and take the initiative to remind him.
“Retreat?”
"Give me my order to attack. Now that the ruins of the city wall that blocked us are gone, I'll see what the Qianwu people can do to stop us."
"There are no immortals on the battlefield. There are only hundreds of thousands of people. As long as we can capture Luoya City, it will all be worth it."
The messenger looked at him as if he were an idiot.
He even said that the morale of the warriors was low, why did he still charge and die?
Even if they could capture Luoya City, they would probably have to pay several times the number of troops.
Is it worth it?
But he didn't dare to refuse, and just wanted to go down and inform.
A deafening sound suddenly sounded.
"Kill~"
Countless men and horses rushed out of Luoya City.
It was the Mu family army, and they moved in full force.
Thousands of archers held their bows and arrows on the hillside and fired arrows down the mountain.
The Daman soldier was shot to death before he could react.
Some were unlucky enough to be hit by more than a dozen arrows and died on the spot.
Some people were lucky enough to survive being shot by arrows, but after wailing in pain, their bodies were gradually covered with a layer of frost and they froze to death.
There was Wu Wenqi's blood on the arrow.
His blood has the cold poison of Hanyin Ice Needle.
Just dip it in.
Those who are born below are bound to die, and gods cannot save them.
"Ah, the army of Qianwu Kingdom came down."
"No, the arrows are poisonous. Dodge quickly."
"These Qianwu soldiers are so scary. I feel like I'm facing a pack of evil wolves."
"We can't beat him. We can't beat him at all. Just retreat!"
"Is this kind of enemy really something we can defeat? Yes, even our commander-in-chief is dead, and only a young master Wang who doesn't understand military affairs is left. How can he be the opponent of a powerful country with strong military skills?"
....
Originally, with hundreds of thousands of people dead, the morale of the Daman army was not good.
Facing the menacing 50,000 Mu army, they were even more frightened.
Even though they still had 300,000 to 400,000 people, they were beaten back at the moment of contact.
One party's military spirit was ignited and their morale was high.
The other side has low morale and has no intention of fighting. How can it be an opponent?
The people at the front cannot avoid it, otherwise they would not dare to raise their weapons and fight.
Many barbarian soldiers were killed without explanation.
Not to mention there are a lot of archers on the mountain, shooting from high to low is not too easy.
Coupled with Wu Wenqi's blood, basically no Daman soldier can resist.
"Why are you running? Attack me. They only have tens of thousands of people."
"Hundreds of thousands of people are being chased and beaten by tens of thousands of people. Fortunately, you are still the most elite warriors in the tribe."
"Hold it, don't let them rush over."
...
Some veterans still wanted to stabilize the situation, but unfortunately, the hearts of the Daman soldiers had already collapsed.
The enemies are powerful and there are all kinds of strong men.
On the other hand, on my side, the only two great masters are dead, and now the commander is still a waste.
How to fight this, they can't think of any way to defeat except to pile up human lives.
"Go back and fight. Anyone who dares to be a deserter will be killed on the spot!"
Xinlong Zhige was also yelling, but no one listened to him.
His reputation was not good to begin with. How could a loser who only knew how to play with women deserve to order them around?
The prestige that Xinlong Zhige had finally accumulated disappeared with the deaths of hundreds of thousands of soldiers.
What's more, the Dabarbarians are not really on the same page.
Even more cruel than imagined.
Due to their geographical location, their clan lacks various resources all year round.
Tribes often have quarrels over resources.
Water sources, in particular, are even scarcer.
If Xinlong Zhige hadn't given birth to a good baby, who would have spoiled him.
"Report! Report to Mr. Wang, something bad has happened. News came from the Hump Army. They were besieged by a large number of enemies, including two land gods."
"The entire Hump Camp was wiped out and all the food and grass were taken away."
The words of the messenger were like the last straw, directly crushing the remaining Daman army.
At this time, a large number of roars suddenly broke out from the Qianwu army.
"Hold your head and squat down. Those who surrender will not be killed!"
"Anyone who surrenders will have the opportunity to become a citizen of our Qianwu Kingdom and enjoy the rich resources."
"Glory and wealth are right before your eyes. You can get them without sacrificing your lives. Aren't you willing to surrender?"
...
The words of the sergeant of the Qianwu Kingdom immediately made the eyes of the Daman soldiers light up. Some people said in disbelief: "Are you really willing to let us become common people of the Qianwu Kingdom?"
"Our Majesty will lead the expedition in person. This is what our Majesty said. It can still be false."
"If you don't surrender, don't blame us for being rude."
"Ah, no, no, no, no, I surrender."
When a Daman soldier puts down his weapon and squats down with his head in his hands, it seems that the Boney Nomi card has been triggered.
Many people laid down their weapons and chose to surrender.
When Xinlong Zhige saw this scene, his eyes were splitting, but he also understood that the warriors in his tribe had long lost their will to resist.
Moreover, the food and grass were taken away, and the Hump Army, known as the most elite, was wiped out without even showing its face while riding on its horse.
Not to mention those ordinary soldiers, even he, Young Master Wang, had a bit of a mental breakdown.
How can we fight this?
In order to survive, Xinlong Zhige could only imitate other soldiers and squat down with his head in his hands.
Even Young Master Wang surrendered, and the other Daman generals looked at each other, reluctantly put down their weapons, and squatted down with their heads in their hands.
Some die-hards still wanted to resist, so Zhao Zilong personally led the team and swept them away with thunderous force.
At the same time, he released his aura as a land god, causing the remaining Daman soldiers to completely give up their resistance.
In an instant, all I could see were people squatting down with their heads in their hands.
Even the Qianwu army couldn't help but show shock, and immediately began to admire His Majesty even more.
With 50,000 men, he captured three to four hundred thousand enemy troops.
What an honor.
At this moment, they felt proud and honored to be soldiers of the Qianwu Kingdom.
That's right, not the Mu family army, but soldiers from the Qianwu Kingdom.
If Mu Jiushan is the God of War and the God of Military.
That young majesty is a myth.
He accomplished feats that ordinary people wouldn't even dare to imagine.
