Murong Fu pointed his sword at Ling Xu, and the long sword returned to its sheath like a stream of light. Everything seemed so unreal.
You TanZhi's heart trembled. Unexpectedly, his master's sword control skills were even more superb than when he was in Shaolin that day!
When his martial arts reaches his level, he can only see the flash of sword light, but cannot capture the trajectory of the flying sword. How is this method different from that of the legendary swordsman?
Seeing the Khitan general's head rolling away like a watermelon, the rebels suddenly let out thunderous cheers, louder and louder.
The Khitan tribe army was all dumbfounded. They didn't even know how their own people died. Under the scorching sun, a dazzling light flashed out of thin air, and a headless corpse fell to the ground.
Compared with the high momentum of the rebel army, the Khitan tribe army was in an uproar. Many people shouted witchcraft with fear on their faces, and their faces turned pale. ?.?????.???
Khaleda's eyes darkened, and he immediately scolded to stabilize the morale of the troops. Anyone who wavered in the morale of the troops was ordered to be killed on the spot, and then he suppressed everyone's emotions.
"Chief, I would like to give you a try!"
At this time, a long-bearded man holding a halberd next to Halzal asked for help.
"Find out the other party's reality!"
After seeing Murong Fu's strange methods, Halzala really couldn't say anything that would win the battle. He only hoped that the other party could come back alive.
The long-bearded man did not dare to be careless, so he rode his horse towards the rebels with a halberd in hand.
Murong Fu slowly retreated to the front of the rebel formation. Yue Laosan, who was beside him, immediately drove his horse and charged forward. He had a crocodile-beak scissor and a crocodile-beak whip on his waist, and a snake spear in his hand, which he used to charge into the formation and kill the enemy. The Khitan general holding the halberd stabbed away.
Seeing the rapid momentum of the thrust, the long-bearded man thought that as long as he wasn't the leader of the rebel army, I would still be afraid of a fool like you. He immediately turned sideways to avoid Yue Laosan's spear. When the two of them missed each other, He waved his halberd and slashed horizontally behind him.
However, as soon as he swung his halberd, he seemed to be entangled in something. Before he could get rid of it, he was pulled off the horse and dragged along the plow.
When he realized something was wrong and took the weapon away, Yue Laosan had already turned his horse's head, and the spear in his hand was slashed from top to bottom, like an upside-down ripple.
I saw a bunch of bloody flowers flying out, and the long-bearded man fell to the ground with a plop, and his head was separated.
Although Yue Laosan's attack was not as shocking as Murong Fu's, he managed to kill a general of the Khitan tribe so easily. Even Halchara couldn't help but feel shocked. He finally knew about this group of rebels. Why has it been able to occupy Liaodong for several years and still be so rampant? It turns out that there are so many capable people under its command.
"Then the leader of the rebel alliance won't take action. There is still one person left. Who dares to fight?"
Halchara knew that two consecutive defeats had shaken the morale of the army. If he could win this last battle, he would definitely pursue the victory and order an siege.
But if they are defeated, the attack on the city will have to be discussed separately after the military morale stabilizes.
After all, when marching and fighting, if the morale of the army is unstable, it will be a sign of defeat!
"Leader, I will fight to the death!"
A tall and thin man wearing light armor and carrying a scimitar at his waist immediately dismounted and knelt down, asking for a fight from Halchara.
"Hudugu, you are my personal guard, and you are also the best in my tribe in martial arts. This final battle will be left to you!"
Halchara had no better way at this time and could only place his hope on the other party.
Hu Dugu mounted his horse, holding a scimitar, and with a fierce look on his face, came to the rebel army and called for formation.
Yue Laosan dropped the snake spear and was about to use crocodile scissors to cut off the opponent's dog head. You Tanzhi on the side suddenly said: "Junior brother, you have already attacked once, and I will finish this last one." Bar!"
Hearing You Tanzhi talking to him in an old-fashioned tone, Yue Laosan twitched the corner of his mouth, and suddenly felt a sense of frustration that he wanted to scold someone but didn't know who to scold.
Who said he couldn't beat You Tanzhi, who started playing earlier than he did?
With a green bamboo stick stuck in his waist, You Tanzhi came to Hu Dugu leisurely like a horse on a spring outing.
Compared with his previous slovenly image, after getting married, although You Tanzhi still wears coarse linen clothes and carries forward the tradition of the Beggar Clan, his long hair is neatly combed and tied with a blue ribbon. In addition, during this period of time, he was influenced by bleak literature, and he was like a scholar who stepped out from among beggars.
When Hu Dugu saw that such a young man came out of the rebel army, a look of contempt flashed through his eyes, and he slashed at the opponent with his knife without any nonsense.
The sword is sharp, and although it is not as advantageous as a long soldier charging on horseback, it is better because of the orderly attack and defense, and is most suitable for battle.
As the saying goes, an inch short, an inch dangerous, is the truth.
You Tanzhi took out the dog-beating stick from his waist and faced him. Under the shadow of the stick, he struck the opponent's blade, and a spark immediately burst out.
Hu Dugu's expression changed, and a dark force came over him, which made his arms numb and he could hardly hold the waist knife in his hand.
The horse galloped past, and You Tanzhi probably figured out the details of the opponent. He was about to thrust the dog-beating stick into the back of his waist, then turned the horse's head and charged towards the opponent again.
When Hu Dugu tightened his grip on his saber and slashed at the opponent, You Tanzhi flew away from his horse to dodge him. He then saw his palms flying, and the surrounding yellow sand surged upwards. The wind from his palms was like a dragon's roar. Generally, all the swept sand and dust are gathered into an earth dragon, which falls wildly from the sky.
You TanZhi used the internal strength of Shenzu Jing for more than ten years to use all his strength to launch the "Flying Dragon in the Sky" move. Not only was its power shocking in the past, but not many people in the world could easily withstand it. The fine gravel was like a sharp blade at this moment. The palms continuously crossed Hudugu's body, and as the force of the palm came out from his body, Hudugu was also knocked off his horse.
When the earth dragon rolled him up and hit him heavily on the ground, Hudugu's face was already covered in blood and flesh, and even bones could be seen, and his death was extremely miserable.
You Tanzhi clapped his hands and placed Hudugu's body on the back of his horse. After flattering him, the horse ran towards the Khitan army.
Seeing Hudugu's body being sent back, Halchara's face immediately sank, his fists clenched, veins on his forehead popped out, and he was almost on the verge of rage.
But in the end, he suppressed the anger in his heart and did not rush to attack the city when the situation was unfavorable.
"Ming Jin withdraws his troops!"
Regardless of the opposition of the tribal leaders, Halchara resolutely ordered the army to withdraw to the military camp.
Murong Fu, who had already prepared for the Khitan army to attack the city, was startled when he saw that they suddenly withdrew their troops.
"This man should be our army's formidable enemy in this battle!"
Murong Fu's eyes flickered slightly, and he had already put this person on his must-kill list.
Although he did not bother to sneak into the enemy camp and kill the general before the two armies fought, but if Halchara dared to lead troops to attack the city, Murong Fu would definitely ride the divine eagle and rush straight into the enemy's position to kill Halchara. Killed by Cha La.
Seeing that the Khitan army had retreated, Murong Fu also led the remaining tribesmen back to the city.
Although the enemy troops retreated, neither Han Baizhan's nor Zongze's faces showed much joy, but a little solemnity.
Obviously, an enemy who knows how to be patient and restrained is far more terrifying than this 200,000-strong army.
With their adequate preparations, they were absolutely confident that they could withstand the enemy's first siege, and could even take advantage of the opponent's morale to weaken, and greatly consume their troops. However, with such a good opportunity, the opponent's coach actually chose Withdrawing the troops also made Zongze and others quite helpless, knowing that the opponents they faced this time were definitely not King Zheng's rabble.
"Martial law throughout the army!"
Murong Fu issued an order, leaving Murong Bo to defend on the city wall, and then took Zongze and others back to the house to discuss new tactics.
Murong Bo has been fighting many enemies over the years. Although his hidden trouble in trying to practice Shaolin's seventy-two stunts has been eliminated and his skills have improved greatly, he is still old and has suffered many hidden injuries from the battle.
Now Murong Fu did not dare to let him charge in the front army, but arranged for him to take over the post of general defending the city, and he and Zongze were responsible for the defense works.
Murong Bo was reluctant to agree at first, feeling that he could still work hard for a few more years for the great cause of the Murong family. However, it was rare for Murong Fu to show his filial piety, and he really couldn't ignore the other person's kindness, so he had no choice but to agree.
Returning to Prince Yan's Mansion, the group once again began to discuss tactics based on the information obtained from each tribe.
Since the Khitan tribe army did not directly attack the city, some of the pre-planned tactics also changed slightly. After all, fighting is not a child's play. The enemy's army numbered 200,000, which was really not a small number.
The discussions continued from day to night, and no one went back to rest. Even the meals were served casually in the hall. In the end, it was Zongze and Han Baizhan who proposed that the army be divided into three groups when they attacked the city, and one group was led by the Five Elements Flag. Defending the city at the south gate, the other two groups of vanguard troops rushed out from the east and west gates respectively, supporting from the flanks, and dispersed the Khitan tribe army as much as possible and divided it into pieces.
"The leader of the Khitan tribe is a powerful enemy this time. I plan to ride on the divine eagle and enter the enemy's position alone. I will kill this person first to disrupt the morale of the army!"
"What do you think?"
Murong Fu asked with burning eyes.
Han Baizhan pondered for a moment, but out of his absolute trust in Murong Fu, he didn't say anything against it for a moment.
Zongze, on the other hand, was so frightened that his hands and feet went cold, and he hurriedly said: "This is absolutely not allowed!"
"King Yan, you are the backbone of our rebel army. It is too risky to enter the enemy's formation alone. I forgive you for not agreeing to this matter!"
If something happens to Murong Fu, the rebel army will definitely be defeated without a fight. Although his martial arts skills are unmatched in the world, if he is surrounded by hundreds of thousands of troops, the scene is not something that an individual's martial arts skills can handle.
Therefore, while Zongze was frightened by Murong Fu's boldness, he refused to agree to anything he said.
Shan Zheng and others also felt palpitations in their hearts and began to exhort them one after another.
After all, any one of them could die on the battlefield, but only Murong Fu could not die. With him, the lives of tens of thousands of rebels and the hard work of the past few years depended on him.
