In front of Zhululing, a strange scene occurred on the battle line that stretched for dozens of miles.
Thousands of soldiers of the Southern Army who came out of the mountains were spinning in confusion, with fear and fear in their eyes, and they used their bodies to welcome the arrows that came from nowhere. Dead bodies had fallen on the ground. Until these people fell, they were unable to counterattack their opponents because they could not see any enemies.
The fog enveloped Zhuolu Ridge like darkness, turning this vast battlefield into a dead zone. The soldiers inside could not see or leave. Even hysterical shouting was of no avail. They could only slowly wait for the blood to drain from their bodies.
Some of the smarter ones simply squatted down, huddled behind their shields, and waited for the light to shine again.
In addition to the five teams that attacked the camp, some of the coalition forces had already tried to enter Jishui Valley, where there were more Confederate soldiers.
The process was slow. Ordinary coalition soldiers had no mirrors and could not see where their opponents were. They just fired arrows according to the officer's command. This feeling of blindly shooting into the thick fog without seeing the results will not bring any excitement to these soldiers, and will naturally make people feel tired after a long time.
In front of the Northern Army's camp, 5,000 Flying Tiger troops were cautiously advancing, completely unlike their usual appearance of chasing the wind and the sun. The attack on the Beijun camp was fought over by Qianhu of the Flying Tiger Army himself. News has come from his own army that Qiu Linzhi, the commander of Qiu Lin's family, was beheaded by Wei Shui of the Northern Military Academy from the Moon Formation. How could we not avenge such a deep hatred? Now is the opportunity to use the heads of these Northern soldiers to pay homage to Zhenfu and his dead brothers.
It was quiet everywhere. Qianhu of the Flying Tiger Army looked at the empty military camp with suspicious expressions. They took out a mirror and looked at it. Although they couldn't see clearly, they could vaguely make out that only a few people were moving towards the top of the mountain. Others were There was no one in the place. qδ.net
He signaled a few of his men to step forward tentatively, walked to the village gate, and pushed open the heavy wooden door. The men couldn't help but gasped, and there was a deep trench several feet deep inside the threshold. If you rush into the camp rashly, if you can't hold it back, you will fall into these deep ditches. Ordinary soldiers can't climb up, and they can only be slaughtered by others.
Carefully climb up the wall of the village. There is nothing all around, with some scattered arrows thrown around, indicating that the people here were in a panic when they retreated. After signaling to the thousands of households outside the camp, the Flying Tigers finally felt relieved, dismounted and rushed into the camp.
The most annoying thing is that horses cannot be used in this deep ditch. After some soldiers with average cultivation go down, they can only rely on other people who jumped to the top of the ditch to pull them up with ropes. For a time, the ditch near the camp entrance was crowded with Flying Tiger soldiers.
Seeing that half of the soldiers had entered the camp and were heading towards the second stone wall, Qianhu of the Flying Tiger Army was also preparing to dismount and climb the mountain. Standing at the entrance of the village, this Qianhu suddenly felt a little confused as to why he could see so far this time.
This mirror can only see the surrounding area of 30 feet, so every household has a mirror. Even so, the soldiers still crowded around their officers, for fear of falling into the fog and being unable to return.
"Kill." Suddenly, there were shouts of killing everywhere, and the soldiers of the Northern Army fired arrows from behind the stone wall, in the cave, and from the bunker. Immediately afterwards, rows of axes were thrown from the camp. The sharp ax rotated at high speed, slashing at the dismounted Flying Tigers like a rainstorm.
Within a short distance, an ax is definitely more lethal than an arrow. The already heavy ax plus the force of the throw can easily cut through the armor of the Flying Tiger Army. Even if the ax blade cannot hit it just right, the hard The tail of the ax can also cause these people to suffer serious internal injuries.
Oops, these people are so cunning, they actually ambush when they can't see their surroundings. The fact that they come with a mirror gives them a chance to fight. Suddenly attacked, this Qianhu thought subconsciously and stopped injecting spiritual energy into the mirror. As long as both parties could not see it, his men's chances of survival would be much greater.
However, these arrows and axes continued to fly, piercing the armor of the Flying Tiger Army and tearing their flesh and blood. In the blink of an eye, most of the Flying Tiger Army who entered the camp were killed or injured, and the trench at the entrance was already filled.
They have mirrors, why do they have the mirrors of the Gu family? Qianhu of the Flying Tiger Army roared in their hearts.
At this moment, a general holding a broken sword rushed down from the mountain with his men, rushing toward these people who were panic-stricken but did not dare to run around.
Flying Tiger Army. This person was very familiar to everyone in the Feihu Army. He was the Northern Army who had allowed his family to lose several troops and generals to suppress Wu Gen.
He made a sneak attack on someone's house and defeated the other party's ambush. The Qianhu of the Flying Tiger Army were extremely ashamed and angry. They roared, slightly faltered, and slashed at Wu Gen with their swords.
With a bang, Wu Gen and this Qianhu collided in the air, and they were evenly matched. It's just that Wu Gen came down from the mountain and brought some geographical advantages, so he pushed the Qianhu and flew out of the village.
At the same time, Baoxiang and Meng Shun also led people to fight out from both sides and pounced on the Flying Tiger Army still outside the stronghold. For a moment, these flying tiger troops who had just dismounted and prepared to climb the mountain were like birds that had lost their wings, and they were in a mess.
Some households tried to retreat with the people at the end of the team, but after running only a few dozen steps, they saw more than 2,000 people coming from the opposite side, like a long embankment, driving the Flying Tiger Army back again and again. Xue Xin and Tu Dan almost wiped out most of their own troops, blocking the opponent's retreat.
Wu Gen and Qianhu of the Qiulin family flew into the air and smashed towards the hillside in the distance. The two of them did not stop in the air. After slashing seven times in a row, the sword in Qianhu's hand finally couldn't bear it and broke into two pieces.
The broken knife finally struck the opponent's breastplate. Since it was unable to exert force in the air, the blade cut off the outer armor but got stuck on the inner armor.
Just as Wu Gen was about to pull it out, his vision suddenly went dark, and he and this Qianhu fell into the heavy fog. The surroundings suddenly became gray, and even the faces of Qianhu beside him could not be seen clearly.
Shocked in his heart, Wu Gen held on to Qian Hu, not daring to separate, and the two fell heavily to the ground. Unable to see anything, Wu Gen could only lie on top of the opponent, firmly pressing the back and handle of the knife, and regardless of the Qianhu's punches and kicks, he pushed the blade into his body bit by bit.
Hot blood flew out and fell on Wu Gen's body and face, and a dull and unpleasant friction sound was heard. It was the broken knife cutting off the opponent's ribs and spine. Finally, Qianhu underneath him stopped struggling.
Wu Gen reluctantly sat up, but did not dare to move around. There were vague and indistinct shouts of killing coming from all around, and their directions kept changing, making it difficult to identify their source.
This mist can interfere with the five senses, and what you hear may not be true. Wu Gen could only stay here and wait for someone to rescue him, because he was a natural waste in Qi training.
Being in the fog, it is difficult to realize how much time has passed. Wu Gen restlessly listened to what was going on around him, how the war was going, whether Baoxiang and the others had defeated the Flying Tiger Army, and whether Ji Ye could survive.
While he was anxious, a dim light seeped into the thick fog, and Luo Zhang could vaguely be seen searching around anxiously.
"I'm here." Wu Gen quickly stood up, but Luo Zhang ran too fast, and the light disappeared again in an instant. In desperation, Wu Gen took off his Sky-shattering Bow and fired a shot, hoping that Luo Zhang could see what was going on here.
Finally, the surroundings lit up again, and Luo Zhang ran over with a surprised look on his face, "Captain, are you okay?" Wu Gen was covered in the opponent's blood at this time, and he looked a little scary.
"I'm fine. Take off the mirror from this person and let's go back quickly." Wu Gen pointed to his side, but he couldn't help but was stunned. It turned out that the Qianhu's body was deeply sunk into the soil, and he was also at the bottom of the pit. No wonder Luo Zhang couldn't see himself.
"Master, the Flying Tiger Army has been wiped out by us, and another commander Zhang has also defeated the Ba family's sneak attack. But the Southern Army is not doing well. The soldiers who stayed outside the ridge have been killed and injured, and those who stayed at Jishui Terrace have been killed. We are slowly retreating, and Yang Houzheng's mirror should have been delivered." The two of them rushed back, and Luo Zhang reported the report.
"How many people did Xue Xin bring?" Wu Gen asked.
"Two thousand five hundred people."
"Okay. Xue Xin and his men will follow me to attack the coalition forces outside Zhululing." Soon after arriving in front of Baoxiang and others, Wu Gen said in a deep voice.
"If two thousand people attack the coalition forces, aren't they going to die?" Baoxiang's eyes widened.
"It's okay. I'm just going to attract the opponent's attention so that they don't dare to throw all their troops at Ji Ye's side. They don't have enough mirrors, so we can save one more person if we can." Wu Gen didn't say much. , got on his horse and said, "The rest of us will guard the camp strictly, don't be careless, and obey Captain Bao's orders. Luo Zhang is following me with a mirror."
With that said, he turned the horse's head and was about to lead the people away.
Seeing that Wu Gen had made up his mind, Baoxiang opened his mouth and suddenly shouted fiercely at Cheng Jie, "Follow the village master and be his personal guard. If the village master loses a hair, I will skin you." .”
Cheng Jie hurriedly mounted his horse, followed Wu Gen, and laughed at Baoxiang, "Lieutenant, the leader of the village has no hair now."
Just as Baoxiang was about to get angry, Wu Gen had already led his men to rush out and rush outside Zhululing.
"Captain, since we are going to involve the enemy's forces, my subordinates suggest that we go further away. Anyway, the enemy can see our troops in the mirror." Xue Xin urged his horse to get in front of Wu Gen and suggested loudly.
After lowering his head and thinking for a while, Wu Gen nodded and said, "Okay, let's just see how big this fog is. I don't believe it. The coalition forces can cover the entire world. If they have such ability, why should we fight? , just kneel down and beg for mercy."
Nearly three thousand people rumbled out of Zhuolu Ridge. Looking at the white mist all around, everyone was beating drums in their hearts and kept tightly together, for fear of accidentally falling into the fog.
As soon as they came out of the ridge, Wu Gen and others did not rush directly to the coalition's position. Instead, they galloped north, preparing to make a large circle and head towards the coalition's right flank.
"Fortress leader, the enemy has moved." As they were walking, Luo Zhang shouted from the side.
Wu Gen approached, and sure enough, a group of troops separated from the central army of the coalition and came straight in Wu Gen's direction. These people were completely unlike other military horses who moved forward cautiously. They seemed not to be affected by the mist and rushed towards this side quickly.
"Run, run north. I want to see what's going on with this fog." Wu Gen gave the order and ordered hundreds of households holding mirrors to be distributed around, protecting his men and running northward.
I didn't know how long I had been running north when my eyes suddenly became brighter. The skylight penetrated the thick fog like an arrow, and the world in front of me gradually took on color.
"The front is the edge of the fog, hurry up and rush out." Wu Gen was overjoyed. This feeling of not being able to see what was going on around him was really terrible.
Seeing that they were about to escape from the heavy fog, the soldiers under his command also let out a sigh of relief, and their running speed suddenly accelerated, and they quickly rushed out of the heavy fog.
When I looked back outside, everyone was stunned. Behind him was a huge gray-white cloud, almost connected to the clouds in the sky. It was like a huge cover covering the Zhulu Ridge. It was impossible to see what was going on inside, and the silence was so heart-stopping.
This is such a grand gesture that a mountain can be hidden from the world out of thin air.
Gudong, Wu Gen swallowed a mouthful of saliva. Needless to say, it was Gu Yangsi's method. The Gu family is truly extraordinary.
"Fortress leader, look." Suddenly Cheng Jie shouted at the top of his lungs.
Following the direction of his finger, Wu Gen suddenly felt that he couldn't believe his eyes today.
In the distant wilderness, there is a tower dozens of feet high. On the top of the tower is a huge gray-white bead, like a human eye, with a thin pupil in the middle, staring at Zhulu Ridge in the distance.
