The military stronghold stood quietly on this black plain in the dark night, with dim bonfires dotted in twos and threes, erratic, like will-o'-the-wisps on a mass grave.
Wu Gen only let his men rest for half an hour, then regardless of the fatigue of running, he gathered his energy and quietly sneaked to the guard camp. When they were still a few miles away from the camp, everyone led their horses forward to minimize the vibration of the horses' hooves.
It's not that they don't want to show sympathy to their men, because according to the results of the Rebel Army's reconnaissance, these people may have to break camp and leave the next day. If they arrive later, the attack will be meaningless.
The war started quietly under a sneak attack by the original Ba family horses. These people only wore soft black leather armor, abandoned their horses and walked slowly, and finally quietly crawled to the periphery of the camp. Their task was to destroy the foundations of these walls and pour the kerosene they carried around the walls.
With so many people moving forward, no matter how careful they are, they will be discovered by the patrolling soldiers of the other party. However, as Nie Bi's troops were preparing to leave the next day, there were fewer patrols in the military camp tonight. Many tents had been mounted on horse-drawn carriages, and most of the vehicles were piled up near the gate of the camp to facilitate their departure the next day.
Nie Pi probably didn't expect that his opponent would come so quickly. Even if someone informed him that the Fearless Army had left Liangzhe Mountain, judging by the strength of the horses' legs, it would take two or three days to arrive, so the vigilance was relaxed to an outrageous level.
The Ba family's men and horses retreated safely. Wu Gen stretched out his right hand, feeling the force of the wind, "Fight."
The order was given lightly, and soon the fearless army began to move. According to the attack plan that had been deduced countless times, each army quickly reached their attack positions without worrying about being discovered by the enemy.
The first to be shot were rockets, like meteors, dragging their long tails, drawing dense threads in the dark blue night sky, and falling into the camp one after another.
Soon, a raging fire was ignited at the wooden wall of the village. The flames rolled and made a crackling sound, and were blown towards the village by the south wind.
Immediately afterwards, racks of flying stone carts were pushed out. These vehicles have been improved by Qiaoban and have been greatly reduced in size. Although the range is shorter, they are also easier to move on the battlefield.
Fire bombs flew up one by one, carrying thick black smoke, mixed with rockets, like golden filaments in autumn, beautiful and enchanting, blooming with fleeting beauty in the camp.
The south wind blows thousands of flowers into bloom at night, and then blows them down like rain.
In the camp, the lights are shining and the flowers are blooming into a sea. The wind supports the fire, and the fire drives the wind. In the dry autumn, the flames ignite the grass on the ground, the cars beside the wall, and the tents in the camp, rushing towards the depths.
There was chaos in the village. People who were awakened hurriedly ran out of their tents, looking for their horses and avoiding the dense rain of arrows. The rapid sound of gongs sounded as someone tried to regroup the team and rush through the wall of fire surrounding the camp.
There were arrows and stones everywhere, and there were enemies everywhere. These guardsmen, who had not fought for a long time, suddenly forgot to fight back after encountering such a surprise attack. They either hid behind their cars or ran towards the center of the village. , the organization of the entire team has been completely disrupted.
Some generals who finally woke up stood on the cart in the camp, shouting loudly, trying to gather these subordinates who were like headless flies. In a chaotic situation, people will naturally follow their instincts blindly, so many people gathered in the middle of the camp, where there were the fewest arrows.
A Qianhu was riding on a horse, scolding his men, extinguishing the surrounding fires, and picking up weapons to prepare for a counterattack. He was a little angry, how could he blow up the camp so easily? The key point is that he still doesn't know who launched a sneak attack on the guards. How to explain this to Zhen Fu.
There was a strange sound in the sky, like the sound of a bird flapping its wings. There are many birds, and the sounds are connected together, as if countless people are snoring and sneering.
Qianhu raised his head, his face turned pale, even under the red and yellow firelight, he still looked like an actor covered with powder. Dark hawksbills and strange flying shuttles flew over from a distance, like a dark cloud covering the head of the camp.
The Rebel Army and Qianhu finally understood who had attacked the Guards camp. In today's Iron Hand Province, the name of the Rebel Army has been mentioned many times by every leader. But now we can go out like this in one go
There are so many big birds and flying shuttles that only the Rebel Army can do it.
Liangzhe Mountain is so far away, how did they come, how did they come so fast.
Qianhu sat on the horse, looking straight up at the Rebel Army flying by, turning his head slightly as the first shuttle moved, like a curious child, staring at interesting things.
Blue-white light balls fell from the sky one by one. Under the dark sky, they looked like glowing jellyfish floating in the deep sea.
The ball of light rotated rapidly and flew over the military village.
The south wind is getting stronger. The wind of resentment gradually became louder, stirring up the sparks flying everywhere, as if thousands of people were weeping at the same time.
One by one, the light balls trailed long rays of light and fell like tired birds.
Countless white lights lit up, and huge explosions made the world tremble. Green or white lightning snaked through the camp, forming vein-like golden and silver lines. The flames flickered, cutting the entire camp into pieces.
Wherever the dazzling lightning struck, it melted the iron sword, penetrated the shield, and burned the bodies of the men and horses, complementing the original flames.
A man ran out of the camp howling wildly. Strangely, there was no fire on his body, but fire spewed out of his mouth and nose. After running for a few steps, the man slumped to the ground, and a stench wafted in the air.
This situation made these fearless soldiers who were used to seeing life and death unable to help but feel moved.
Wu Gen's face flickered in and out as he silently stared at the camp that was almost like a purgatory. The walls of the camp had been burned down, and the traps could not escape even under the fire.
He slowly pulled out the broken knife, pointing the tip of the knife at the camp where the fire was still raging, "Kill."
Kill, accompanied by the rapid beating of drums and shouts of killing, the fearless soldiers used their spears to push aside the wall that had been burned into charcoal, embraced the endless sparks in front of them, and rushed into the midst of the trees and flowers.
No matter how powerful the so-called fire attack is, no matter how violent the flying thunder is, facing a camp of more than 40,000 people, the outcome of the war will ultimately be decided with one sword and one sword.
The cry of killing and the clanging of swords resounded through the night sky. Figures kept moving back and forth in the fire, like mountain people dancing the Nuo dance around the bonfire. From time to time, someone turned into a part of the flames, and a disgustingly sweet smell of meat lingered in the air.
The left army and the right army took the lead in drilling through the left camp of the Guards and completed the division of the enemy. The Chinese Army quickly got stuck between the Guard's Center Army and the Right Camp, cutting off the enemy's reinforcement channels.
The progress of the front army and the rear army was relatively slow. After all, the central camp of the Guards Army had the thickest troops. Even after experiencing fire attacks and thunder attacks, there were still many people who survived. Besides, Nie Pi was also here. As a long-time veteran, watching the incoming fearless troops and listening to the shouts of the other two camps fading away, he quickly realized that the camp could no longer be defended. , continue to stay here, and wait for the opponent's manpower to free up, and you can only be surrounded and annihilated by the opponent here.
So, he no longer hesitated and ordered the men and horses in the camp to rush towards the west where the opponent's men and horses were weakest.
After a short period of fighting, nearly 8,000 people escaped from the camp and followed Nie Pi to the west. Now, only by joining forces with Ji Zhen's men can we block the opponent's attack.
Fortunately, in accordance with Hanlu City's military orders, some people had been sent west to join Ji Zhen's tribe. The military order informed that the Fearless Army had left Liangzhe Mountain and required the two armies to move closer as soon as possible to block the opponent's offensive. Even if they fail to stop the Fearless Army, they can still take the opportunity to attack Liangzhe Mountain, the den of thieves.
I just didn't expect that the Fearless Army would be so straightforward and take action as soon as they were told, catching me off guard. Nie Pi regretted in his heart why he had not withdrawn to the west earlier.
But if it happens again, will I withdraw? The answer is still no. They are all governors, so why should I turn to Ji Zhen just because his surname is Ji?
While thinking wildly, the soldiers beside him exclaimed. Nie Pi followed the soldier's gesture and looked back, feeling greatly shocked.
Not far behind, there was a group of people following closely behind. These people's harnesses emitted a faint white light, like flying silver butterflies. Judging from the speed of his horse, he would be able to catch up with the guards behind him in a short while.
No, my family, Ma Fang, had already lost their fighting spirit after escaping, and could not fight against him in such a dark night.
"Spread out and run west." Nie Pi gave a simple military order. As he said this, he asked his soldiers to put away their fang flags, and the men and horses spread out and ran all the way to the west.
In the dark night, with so many people fleeing in all directions, it was difficult for even the Rebel Army to track them, let alone the front army behind them.
Therefore, except for some of the men and horses who were unfortunately overtaken, nearly half of the guards and horses escaped, including Nie Pi who was hiding among the soldiers.
The power of people to survive in desperate situations is powerful. In just two hours, the guardsmen ran more than 200 miles.
Dawn gradually appeared on the horizon, and light came to the world again.
Nie Pi looked at his mount, which was foaming at the mouth, and slowly stopped on a high hill. It was necessary to collect the scattered subordinates and give the horses a rest, otherwise the horses would be exhausted before they could reach Ji Zhen's camp. It was such a rush last night that everyone only had one horse. Without their horses, the guards could only become lambs to be slaughtered.
It's not that Nie Pi can't escape on his own. With his cultivation, it will definitely be difficult for the other party to catch up. However, is a Zhenfu who has lost his subordinate still a Zhenfu? How can he gain a foothold in the Ji family in the future?
Let the soldiers raise their own flag again, trying to reunite the scattered men. After waiting for a stick of incense, Nie Pi glanced around sadly. Only two thousand men and horses followed him, and the others had already disappeared.
In the sky, a shuttle appeared, circling around the guards below. Nie Pi's face was livid, he jumped up and rushed towards the shuttle that Yu Zi refused to leave.
A ray of white light shot out from the shuttle, and Nie Pi had no choice but to turn around. Taking advantage of this gap, the shuttle had already fled towards the east.
Unable to wait any longer, Nie Pi was terrified. The other party had already detected his location, and his pursuers should arrive soon.
"Let's go." Nie Pi remounted his horse and called on his extremely tired men to mount their horses. No matter how tired they were, they had to leave immediately, otherwise they would be dead.
After running for less than five miles, there was the vibration of horses' hooves hitting the ground behind him. Nie Pi looked back and saw a team of men and horses in white armor coming under the glow of the twilight and carrying the first sun. The leader is a general holding a halberd, a white horse and a white robe.
Water Congyue, Nie Pi groaned in his heart. Nowadays, this name is well-known in the Iron Hand Province. He has killed many governors in a row, and he can be called a proper killing god.
Nie Pi could no longer care about his men. He jumped up and flew away alone.
In front of the messy guard camp, Wu Gen sat on his horse and quietly looked at the messy battlefield in front of him. The morning breeze blew by, bringing with it a burnt smell.
The fire in the camp has been extinguished, but smoke is still rising in some places. The fearless soldiers were gathering their victory happily, and from time to time, groups of prisoners were dejected and walked away into the distance.
Last night, Wu Gen sat upright on his horse and did not make a single slash. This was the rare time since he entered Kuntian Continent that he had not gone into battle to fight in person.
Looking at Wu Gen sitting firmly on the horse, these fearless soldiers had more respect in their eyes, especially those prisoners captured from various families. Being able to win such a great victory in their first battle as a fearless soldier extinguished some of the doubts in their hearts. Be careful.
A general's prestige does not just rely on strict military discipline. Only by being able to win battles can his subordinates truly recognize him.
Jumping off his horse, Wu Gen did not enter the camp, but walked towards a small tent standing on a high place, which his subordinates had prepared for him. This place is on a high slope, and the wind is inevitably stronger, which just blows away the bloody smell.
The war is over and all the enemies have been annihilated, so there are only a dozen soldiers watching here.
After entering the tent, Wu Gen took off his helmet and prepared to rest for a while. Gao Jing came in with a bowl of porridge, his hair was burned into pits.
According to Wu Gen's military order, Ling Yun's eight cavalry had to participate in the charge last night, so Gao Jing became like this.
Putting the bowl down, Gao Jing respectfully stepped out.
Wu Gen smiled slightly and picked up the bowl of porridge. As soon as it was brought to the mouth, a bright light suddenly reflected in the soup of the porridge.
With a clang, the bowl fell to the ground and broke into two pieces, with porridge spilled all over the floor.
