The Rebel Army kept circling over the coalition forces, firing downwards over and over again. Wherever they went, the coalition troops fled in all directions, with people and horses falling on their backs. It's not that they didn't fight back, and they also had cavalry like the Cang family who were good at shooting. Rows of arrows flew into the air like gnats, but when they reached mid-air, they turned around and fell unwillingly.
The coalition forces really had no good way to deal with the Rebel Army's attack from above. It's not that Kuntianzhou doesn't have any guardians, it's just that they are scattered in the hands of various families and cannot become large-scale.
A few dwarf birds don't show much power, but when more than a hundred dwarf birds appear in the sky and fly over in a black mass, the impact is quite different.
Especially those powerful arrows, like plowing the ground, swept through the coalition soldiers over and over again. The coalition forces were a little panicked for a moment, and they raised their shields above their heads to resist the attack of the Rebel Army.
But soon, a situation appeared that made them even more panicked.
On the high slope, densely packed soldiers appeared. Zhang Wuyang, Ji Dai, and Chi Huahe stood in front of the team, directing their men to prepare for a charge.
The soldiers in the front row took out arrows with balls in the front and shot them into the swamp.
As soon as the arrow hit the ground, a large blaze of flames rose up, mist filled the air wherever it hit, and the originally muddy swamp turned into compact ground at a speed visible to the naked eye.
As a lord, how could the Ji family not have the means to deal with the secret arts of each family?
As the passage was opened, the two groups of men took advantage of the terrain and swarmed down the high slope with knives waving.
Before the coalition forces could react, a group of men and horses galloped up the slope like arrows from the side of the coalition's left wing. Running at the front was a tall and handsome man holding a halberd, followed by Luo Zhang and Ha Ying.
This group of men and horses were like a thick bolt of lightning, coming from the high slope with lightning speed. Under the leadership of Shui Congyue, they fiercely pierced the abdomen of the Cang family cavalry.
Thousands of fireflies flew up from behind Shui Congyue, just like the river lanterns set off by the people on July 15th in Beizhou. The light spots converged behind Shui Congyue, and a phantom of a spurge that was more than three feet long gradually appeared.
"Behead." With a shout, the big halberd hit the middle of the Cang family soldiers hard. With a loud bang, dozens of people and their horses flew into the air, and a huge gap appeared in the dense cavalry formation.
Without a moment's pause, Shui Congyue dragged the halberd into the enemy formation. He grasped the center of the halberd pole with both hands and violently rotated it. Suddenly, a strong wind blew up, like autumn frost, sweeping away the flies, ants, and cicadas around him.
With this powerful thrust, the subsequent soldiers and horses, led by Ha Ying and Luo Zhang, were able to smoothly rush into the gap and continue to penetrate and split with four attacks.
Under this fierce attack, the coalition's left wing formation was in chaos for a while.
Killing, there was another killing sound from the right wing of the coalition forces. Xue Xin led the left army of the Fearless Army into the right wing of the coalition forces.
Viewed from the air, with Wu Gen's small group of men and horses as the center, the coalition forces were gathering here, like an ant group with loose umbrellas, heavy on the left and light on the right.
The Northern Army was divided into three, with Zhang Wuyang in the middle resisting Lu Lie's attack, while Shui Congyue and Xue Xin were like two daggers, piercing the ribs of the coalition.
Farther away, Bao Xiang led his troops, regardless of the fighting situation on the two fronts, and led the troops to rush eastward, actually intending to attack the rear of the coalition forces and launch a thrust from behind.
Gu Yangsi's expression changed drastically as he was in the center of the coalition forces. The opponent had a huge appetite and wanted to use Wu Gen as bait to surround the entire coalition front army.
You must know that due to the rapid march, the coalition's front army did not lead many troops, only more than 20,000 people, and it was already more than a hundred miles away from the Chinese army. 33
Gu Yangsi didn't want to fight this battle like this. He originally wanted to wait for the arrival of the Chinese army and then take advantage of his strength to advance. Unexpectedly, Wu Gen was so bold that he came over with only a few thousand people to tease him. After discussing with Lu Lie, he prepared to attack his opponent. It would be best if Wu Gen could be captured. In this case, the Northern Army would be leaderless, and they would be able to defeat them one after another.
Because it was a spur-of-the-moment move, and because Lu Lie hated Wu Gen deeply, he ignored the lead of the troops and pursued them all the way. The formation of the front army could no longer be maintained and was stretched into a long strip, with many loopholes between them. .
Unexpectedly, the other party saw this flaw, and directly sent troops to cut the former army into several sections, trying to catch all the former army led by Lu Lie.
It seems that there are experts in the Northern Army. If the former army is destroyed today, not only will the war against Ji fail, at least it will be delayed for a long time.
Gu Yangsi let out a long sigh and had a headache looking at the Rebel Army in the sky. This group of people who were not limited by terrain and could move quickly was so annoying. And judging from its posture, it is already moving eastward. It seems that it wants to cooperate with its own troops to block the support of the Chinese army.
No wonder I went to Xingshan several times to spy, but I couldn't get close to these rebel falcons. They really have their own unique features. If there were thousands of such birds and shuttles, it would be devastating to each family. How could we fight this battle?
Thinking of this horrific scene, beads of sweat formed on Gu Yangsi's forehead. Wu Gen is from the human race. Is it possible that the human race in other continents already possess such terrifying power? Does Kuntian Continent still have the power to fight against them?
No, you have to withdraw your troops and join the Chinese army before the opponent completely separates you. Gu Yangsi turned to the soldiers and said, "Ming Jin."
The crisp sound of the gong sounded and was quickly conveyed to all parts of the coalition forces. Lu Lie, who was leading the charge and trying to get close to Wu Gen, changed his expression slightly and turned to look at Gu Siyang's position behind him, somewhat confused as to why the other party would issue such a military order.
Although reinforcements from the Northern Army were here, the strength of his own troops was still comparable to that of the other side. Seeing that Wu Gen was about to be killed, how could he waste all his previous efforts like this?
Reluctantly, Lu Lie dropped the knife in his hand angrily, glanced viciously in Wu Gen's direction, and turned back as the army turned back.
Seeing the allied forces retreating, the Northern soldiers took advantage of the situation and launched a counterattack. The three groups of troops bite each other tightly, constantly wearing down the opponent's troops.
Seeing that the situation was not good, Baoxiang quickly adjusted the direction of the attack. The opponent had already turned around and retreated. If the thousands of men and horses faced him head-on, they would probably suffer a lot of casualties. He could only change the interception to harassment, constantly delaying the opponent's retreat. speed.
The coalition forces retreated like a tide, and Wu Gen and Zu Yuantong finally emerged from the sea of people and looked at each other, both feeling like they were surviving a disaster.
Zhang Wuyang hurried over, got off his horse and ran in front of Wu Gen, "Master of the village, my subordinates are late in rescuing me. Please punish me, master of the village."
"What a punishment. I am the one who should be punished the most. I was too careless and put myself and Zu Qianhu in danger. The blame for this battle is all mine. It has nothing to do with Zu Qianhu, and it has nothing to do with you." Wu Gen With a wry smile on his face, he supported Zhang Wuyang's arm and stood up reluctantly, as if all the bones in his body were broken. In this battle, he was really exhausted. If Cang Yu tried again, he would have no choice but to accept his fate.
"By the way, why did you come so fast?" Wu Gen took the wine handed over by Zhang Wuyang and took a sip and asked.
"Hu Sima was worried about the safety of the village leader, so he asked Suoji to take him to observe the enemy's situation from a distance in the air. When he saw that the enemy was mobilizing troops, he ordered the entire army to attack in advance and changed the ambush here instead of the originally planned fishing area. Gucheng." Zhang Wuyang quickly replied, "Fortunately, we arrived in time and prevented the thieves from succeeding. Village leader, do we still want to pursue him?"
"No more chasing. The pretended defeat almost turned into a real defeat. If Zu Qianhu hadn't shown off his strength today, he would have died here." Wu Gen sighed repeatedly and looked at the soldiers of the Northern Army who were chasing bravely in the distance, " There are still a lot of people in the coalition, and their follow-up troops may not be able to catch up soon. They will send a message to Hu Jia, and the army will return one after another after chasing for thirty miles."
"As ordered." Zhang Wuyang quickly asked his men to release a letter falcon and chased the Rebel Army in the sky. Hu Jia was still flying in the sky at this time.
After doing all this, Zhang Wuyang looked at Zu Yuantong beside him with some curiosity, and asked how this person had become like this, with blood stains on his face and black smoke coming out of his body. But it can be felt that the opponent is much stronger.
Wu Gen patted Zu Yuantong on the shoulder, "Let's go, gather the brothers, and bury the dead brothers somewhere facing the sun."
With a bang, after being slapped by Wu Gen, the black energy on Zu Yuantong's body suddenly disappeared, and his powerful aura suddenly weakened, and returned to its original appearance.
Wu Gen couldn't help but be startled, and looked around Zu Yuantong, "If it's not Yuantong, it's possible that your method won't last long, and suddenly the phoenix has turned into a chicken."
Zu Yuantong's face was a little pale, and he smiled bitterly and said: "My secret technique actually has many limitations. It requires a person's emotional changes to stimulate the physical potential of himself and his subordinates in a short period of time. At the same time, the blood of the dead Pao Ze will automatically bless the living ones." In humans, the two phases are superimposed, and then the power bursts out.
If it is used for a long time, it will be at the expense of lifespan, which is really not sustainable. At the same time, some people with poor health will not be able to replenish their physical strength, and too much blood and energy will enter their bodies, and their bodies will not be able to hold on, and they will stretch their lives to death. "
Wu Gen was speechless after hearing this. He scratched his head and seemed to understand the principle.
This deceptive secret technique, no wonder it cannot be activated on weekdays. It turns out that the conditions for activation are so harsh, and if you want to increase the power, you need to accept the blood of the dead and transfer it to the living. That also means that it can only be activated every time you are beaten to a bloody head. How can this be used?
"Oh, forget it, don't use this secret technique." Wu Gen sighed, and together with Zu Yuantong gathered those who were still alive.
Soon, with the help of reinforcements, Zu Yuantong's surviving men were helped by Lu Yuxu to join them. Without the blessing of secret techniques and excessive physical exertion, these people are actually no different from a serious illness.
After searching around, in addition to the dead ones, there were still some soldiers who were still standing upright, with their bodies in a fighting posture. The Northern sergeant in charge of the search looked a little solemn and did not step forward to touch these people.
Seeing such a scene, coupled with the introduction of the secret technique by the talented Zu Yuantong, Wu Gen's heart skipped a beat.
Zu Yuantong stumbled up to these soldiers, and with a slight touch, the standing men fell to the ground. If you look closely, you will see that these people have haggard faces and no trace of blood, as if they have exhausted their energy and blood and have been dead for a long time.
"Brothers, wake up quickly, we're done fighting, we're done." Old Zu Yuantong burst into tears as he asked these men who were still standing after their deaths one by one. Everywhere they went, these soldiers, who were standing, squatting, jumping or charging, fell one after another, and no one survived.
There was silence all around, and everyone was looking at these statue-like sergeants, watching Zu Yuantong staggering and gently lowering them to the ground one by one.
The gloomy wind blows, the grass waves undulate, the dark clouds roll in the sky, and the mountains lurk in the distance. In the vast sky and earth, the shouts of killing gradually faded away, leaving only Zu Yuantong's mournful sobs.
"Come back, brothers." Zu Yuantong looked sad and fell to his knees, looking up to the sky and crying. The wind blew through the broken flags and broken swords and guns, making a whining sound.
After a while, the pursuing Northern troops returned one after another, surrounding the devastated battlefield, all with heavy faces.
Wu Gen did not move. He turned his head and glanced at the back of the retreating coalition forces. A stone in his hand turned into pieces.
"Let's go." Walking to Zu Yuantong, who was still crying, Wu Gen pulled him up fiercely.
"Zhenfu, you promised to replenish my troops, I want revenge." Zu Yuantong raised his head, the blood on his face was washed away by tears.
"Don't worry, people will make amends, and revenge will be avenged." Wu Gen got on his horse, turned around and headed west.
Some people died, but not completely...
