Except for Emperor Busozzi who was able to escape, the entire Guards Corps was cut off by Lot's "airborne" troops from the back road to Jiye City, and was effectively trapped in a narrow canyon.
Now, the situation facing the Guards Corps is extremely dangerous. In the front there is the main force of the slave army led by Lot, and in the back there are "airborne" troops and an air force composed of 2,000 big birds, and they only have 50,000 infantry. , which is the only remaining armed force.
The situation is critical.
Lot did not give this remnant army any chance to breathe, he wanted to annihilate them in one fell swoop.
Although the Guards Corps is at an absolute disadvantage, this remaining infantry unit is not vulnerable. They are the most elite infantry of the empire and the last glory of the empire. It is not easy to eat them in one bite.
The general of the Guards Corps appeared at the forefront of the infantry on a tall horse. He delivered an impassioned pre-war mobilization. The general's mobilization was like a stimulant that aroused unprecedented courage in the soldiers. They shouted to protect the empire and The slogan of defending the honor of the Guards Corps, fighting to the death to the last man.
The general was filled with tears, and a look of relief appeared on his weathered and stern face. He looked at the army he had formed with his own hands, with mixed feelings in his heart. He couldn't help himself for a moment... But at this moment, the safety of the empire and the honor of the Guards Corps Not to be trampled on, even if you die, you can only defend to the death!
The general waved his hand, and the infantry troops were divided into four square formations. The soldiers held shields in their left hands and spears in their right hands, marching steadily towards the four walls of fire that were gradually extinguished...
Suddenly, a dense firelight composed of fireballs appeared in the sky. The firelight was like a meteorite falling from the sky and struck from the rear of the Guards Corps camp.
Lord's "airborne troops" captured thousands of the Guards' catapults. They maneuvered into firing positions, turned around and fired grease-soaked fireballs and bowling-ball-sized rocks at the Guards' infantry. , the two are mixed with each other and pour out...
Facing the sudden fireballs and stones, the four infantry phalanxes did not lose their position. They stopped their attack under the general's order, knelt down on one knee and raised their shields high. Like a temporary copper wall and iron wall, it protected the soldiers from being injured by fireballs and stones.
For a moment, the sound of rocks hitting shields resounded throughout the canyon, the sound was ghostly and chilling...
In the initial attack, the soldiers in the four infantry phalanxes were still able to withstand it, but with more and more falling rocks in the air and intensive fireball attacks, in less than a cup of tea, the four phalanxes were plunged into a sea of fire. among.
At the same time, all of Lot's air forces were dispatched. More than 3,000 big birds were entrenched in the sky above the four infantry phalanxes. Each big bird had four slaves on its back, except for the one responsible for controlling the big bird. Except for the slave, the other three people all carried a backpack on their backs. In the backpack were dozens of cloth balls soaked in grease.
They were about to attack with fire, treating others with their own methods. Previously, the burning fireballs dropped by the air forces of the Guards Corps caused heavy losses to the slave army. Now, the same scene was repeated in reverse.
Following Lord's order, the air force's first airdrop threw tens of thousands of burning fireballs at the four infantry phalanxes in the canyon. They roared down like meteorites and rain of fire from the sky.
The fire ignited the soldiers' clothes and shields, and even the soldiers became fuel for the rising flames. Amidst the painful and tragic howls,
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, the infantry troops were engulfed in a sea of fire.
Under the joint fire attack of air troops and ground catapult troops, the four infantry squares of the Guards Corps suffered heavy losses. The latter were almost defenseless. More than 70% of the soldiers were either burned to death or hit by stones falling from the sky. Died.
Despite this, the formation of the four infantry squares did not cause much chaos. After experiencing the initial panic, when the fire was the most fierce, the soldiers dispersed in an orderly manner and regrouped in the open area where there was no fire. go.
Although soldiers continued to fall one after another during the assembly process, they did not destroy the determination of this most elite infantry unit in the empire to fight to the death.
Under the general's strong command, the surviving 15,000 soldiers gathered together again. They formed two phalanxes, raised their spears, marched in neat steps, and charged towards the slave army in front with an angry shout... .
This is the last chance for this infantry unit to fight decisively. They know that they are going to die, but they must go there resolutely. They represent not only the glory of the empire, but also the reputation of the Guards Corps.
A shrill horn cut through the night and echoed on the blazing battlefield. Nearly 200,000 slave warriors launched a final charge against the remaining 15,000 infantry of the Guards Corps.
They shouted and scrambled and rushed over like a flood. A few minutes later, the two sides were fighting together.
The sounds of the collision of weapons, the sounds of swords and spears piercing the body, the sounds of cutting meat and muscles, and the shouts of killing are intertwined with each other, like the cries and howls of wolves from the ghostly demon realm, which stirs up in the sky above the canyon, making people stand on their heads. Trembling with fear.
Although the slave army had a huge numerical advantage, the two infantry phalanxes did not fall behind. The latter was like a strong fortress capable of destroying everything, disintegrating the slaves' charges again and again in the constant movement.
Slaves who were close to the phalanx were either pierced through their bodies by a forest of spears, or blocked by layers of shields, and then their lives were ended by a scimitar that suddenly stretched out.
On a hill not far away, Luo De stood quietly on it, staring at the canyon where the fighting was shaking, his face solemn and gloomy.
After a moment, he turned to a guard next to him, leaned close to him and whispered a few words. The guard nodded respectfully, and then got on the back of a big bird that had been waiting here for a long time. With its wings, it soared into the sky, like a sharp arrow rushing into the sky.
The escort flew to the slave army with Lot's latest orders.
A few minutes later, the slave army attacking the infantry phalanx stopped fighting. They retreated quickly. Except for the weak and lonely moans of the injured slaves, the fighting battlefield instantly became quiet.
The two infantry phalanxes were still advancing side by side, crushing everything in their path like bulldozers...
30 minutes later, four groups of big birds appeared in front and behind the infantry square. Each group of big birds was composed of two columns. They flew side by side, each numbering about 500. A thick rope was tied to their backs. , the rope is connected to a huge net made of rattan, and a huge boulder the size of a small house is caught in the big net.
4 teams of big birds dragged 4 huge boulders and flew past the two infantry phalanxes in front and behind. The 4 boulders smashed them over like hammers. Wherever the boulders passed, the two infantry phalanxes were directly hit. Four long concave gaps were made at the front and rear, which penetrated the two infantry squares.
When the soldiers' bodies came into contact with the boulder,
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In an instant, like a light piece of paper, it was either bounced away by the impact, or shattered into pieces among the rumbling boulders.
Four boulders completely destroyed the two infantry phalanxes to pieces. The battle fortress that was neat, coordinated and indestructible before was instantly disorganized and in a mess.
After the attack, a cry of killing resounded through the canyon, and the main force of the slave army launched a new charge. They were like a raging tide rushing towards the two infantry phalanxes that had messed up their formation.
Although the soldiers in the infantry phalanx immediately jumped into the battle, facing waves of slave warriors, they gradually became unable to hold on and were soon completely overwhelmed by the surging crowd.
The main force of the slave army had completely rushed into the infantry phalanx, which was divided and surrounded into countless independent individuals.
The current situation is that more than a dozen slave warriors are besieging an infantryman, and the outcome is no longer in suspense.
The brutal fighting went on in darkness, and the entire canyon became a battlefield of slaughter. Soldiers fell into a pool of blood one after another. They were either cut into several sections by scimitars, or fell to the ground and died in the fierce siege.
The slaves were furious. They brandished their machetes for revenge and vented their long-simmering anger...
After nearly an hour of massacre, the two infantry phalanxes were almost completely lost. Only a dozen soldiers escorted the general and retreated step by step towards the steep mountain on the side of the canyon. They were surrounded by layers of The slave warriors were surrounded by water.
Suddenly, the army of slaves shouting to kill Zhentian stopped the siege. A gap quickly appeared in the crowd. Luo De appeared. He walked up to the general with a cold face and said coldly with a dead and evil look. Stare at him.
"Join us and persuade King Qin's troops everywhere to retreat, and I will let you live." Luo De said coldly.
The general stared at Lot aloofly, his blood-stained face raised high, with a fearless expression.
"Also, after the capture of Jiye City, I guarantee that your family will not be disturbed in any way, and all the property in your name will still be yours."
"Hahaha..." The general laughed loudly. He looked at the dozen or so scarred soldiers around him, let out a long sigh, then faced Lot and said, "Unless you want me to join the rebels, Run over my dead body!”
Luo De's face became more and more serious. He forced a smile, then signaled to a guard next to him, turned around and walked back.
"No need to crush you, you will be a corpse soon." He said as he walked away.
Lot disappeared into the crowd. After a moment, the surrounding slave warriors shouted and rushed towards the general and a dozen soldiers.
The huge full moon was still pouring out its silver-white light tirelessly. Wherever the silver light passed, blood flowed into rivers and corpses were everywhere. The shining light reflected the blood and exuded the disgusting smell of blood. The whole canyon was filled with Smells of death.
The canyon fell into silence again. After a short period of silence, there was a commotion among the slave army. Luo De appeared on a wooden chariot. At his feet were tens of thousands of slave warriors. Clustered around the chariot, chanting his name over and over again.
Lot had never enjoyed such glory, never received the praise of thousands of people.
This moment belongs to him.
The entire Feida Star will soon belong to him.
He waved his hand proudly and confidently, pointing towards Jiye City not far away.
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