With an ape roar, both sides stopped.
The demons and rebels were stationed thirty miles away from Yancheng, while the coalition forces and the remaining troops in Yancheng were at each other's horns to guard the last line of defense from Yancheng into northern Xinjiang.
This is the bottom line. No one from the coalition princes wants to see the last line of defense collapse, and no one welcomes their territory to become a monster's backyard.
On the night when the two sides stopped fighting, the corpses on the battlefield disappeared in just one night, leaving only the blood-red earth and some severed limbs proving that a fierce war had occurred here.
After seeing the ability of the dead on the opposite side to resurrect, I couldn't help but shed tears of gratitude for Meng Chang's headquarters.
Along the way, no one took the corpse seriously. Even Mengchang himself never thought that the other party had the characteristics of a "natural disaster". He was just subconsciously afraid of the plague, so he asked for military orders and rushed to those who were struggling. Something to please.
And after the battle yesterday, they tried their best to collect the corpses of their compatriots and burn the corpses of the rebels on the battlefield.
The time was too short to finish the matter, but these actions made everyone in the coalition praise Meng Chang for his thoughtfulness at a young age.
The name of Renyi is a golden sign in this era. Being able to achieve such an effect also surprised Mengchang, which was a pure unexpected joy.
Although I don’t know why the demon suddenly retreated thirty miles after hearing the roar of the ape.
This did not prevent Chonghou Hu from immediately sending people to Yancheng to contact the defenders and regain contact with Tan Taibo.
The Earl of Harbor didn't say much, and sent the wounded soldiers, old and weak soldiers in the city out of the city, hoping that Chonghou would send people to send them to the rear and away from the battlefield.
At the same time, following the old and weak out of the city, there were two old friends of Mengchang, Tantai Yu, and Yan Bo's son and eldest son and heir, Yan Ping.
The war, no, it should be said to be a disaster, brought great growth to people. Yanping, who used to be unruly and always looked at people through his nostrils, became much more gloomy. He was silent all day long, with endless anger and hatred hidden in his chest. .
Tantaiyu's handsome face also wore a bronze mask of a tiger beast. According to him, it was caused by a sneak attack by a vulture while he was defending the city wall. The claws of the vulture were infected with insect disease. Tantaiyu So he cut out the injured piece of flesh on his face on the spot to prevent the insect from getting infected.
How can you give up your useful body just because of your face and leave it to the useful body so that you can have a chance to take revenge?
In short, not a single person in this wave of people who came down from Yancheng was intact. Chonghou Hu did not hesitate, and directly asked the servant army to divide 20,000 troops to escort the old, weak, sick and disabled back to Chongcheng.
Faced with a great opportunity to attack, the demons and rebels were able to turn a blind eye and not interfere at all. This made Chonghou Hu, who had been preparing for a long time, feel like he had punched cotton.
Yanping and Tantaiyu stayed. They both had their own reasons. One was that their father died in Yancheng, and their fiefdom was Yancheng. As the next uncle of Yan, he could not just sit back and watch the demons in his fiefdom wreak havoc. Even if he was If you want to die, you must die in Yancheng.
Tantai Yu was worried about his father.
In the past few days, the demons and rebels have not attacked. Only Yuan Futong's son, Yuan Shouren, came with a few elites to call for battle, hoping to fight to the death with the coalition heroes.
At first, the soldiers caught them, but after the battle, Yuan Shouren directly sent out some monsters that were different from ordinary people, and Chonghou Tiger began to stay behind closed doors.
What a joke, these people don’t know what they are. Some of them have horns on their heads and look like humans but have no personal appearance. Some of them look like stitched monsters that were forcibly spliced together from some incomplete corpses.
If you let my warriors fight these monsters in a duel, Chong Houhu will say that he is not mentally ill.
As a result, a strange scene occurred in this war.
The two sides are not fighting, it is just a daily routine. The rebels call for formation. If the opponent is still a person, a few soldiers will come out from the camp to chase and challenge them to a duel. As long as the opponent is not a person, the camp will not be able to leave.
The demon neither attacks nor retreats, it just wastes away.
Yuan Shouren called Meng Chang out several times, but the grandson never came alone. There must be one or two monsters around him to cooperate. Meng Chang was not stupid, and the general didn't allow it, so he didn't fight.
Chonghouhu ignored the princes' proposal to withdraw troops. You can't leave now if you want.
Against all objections, he directly dismissed all the princes, leaving only the troops. He could go back and forth wherever he came from, and return to his fiefdom to govern the country. Don't waste time here.
Everyone is tacitly saying hello, me, hello everyone.
Meng Chang didn't regret it. It would be best if he could avoid death. There would still be time to earn more skills in the future.
I just happened to reorganize my equipment while there was no war, so I kept carrying all kinds of meat to the barracks to pester Zhuo Shou, hoping that he would help me get some magic weapons for myself while there was no war.
Good guy, this eldest brother is usually very quiet and always stands by the Marquis' side with a smile on his face. He thought he was just a guard, like a tiger idiot or a bad guy.
If it wasn't for the fact that the Marquis had not been so annoyed that he sold Zhuoshou directly, I would never have thought that he was capable of blacksmithing. He was from a family of blacksmiths with a long history, and all the great blacksmiths in Chongcheng were from his family.
If Zhuo Shou didn't get a few treasures from him, Meng Chang would feel sorry for this opportunity.
Zhuo Shou was easy to talk to, but his demands were outrageous. He drew a parchment blueprint and came over to ask him to make weapons. Zhuo Shou took a closer look and saw, good guy, one Fangtian painted halberd, four short-weapon Qinglong halberds, and two A long spear, plus some daggers and throwing knives.
He shamelessly made a request that all these weapons should be no weaker than the cold light of the Marquis.
It's too much to bully others. After this workload, I won't be able to do anything for two or three months, and I won't be a guard. I can't meet this guy's request even if I work hard every day.
Moreover, forging iron, forging iron, you don’t even have iron, how can I make it myself?
Holding a basket of iron ore picked up from nowhere, he asked him to open the furnace. If it weren't for the past few months, he would have liked this younger brother. This request alone would have been enough for him to hang Meng Chang up first. Take a break and then talk.
"My good brother, please don't torment me like this. You want me to build a blast furnace out of clay in this wilderness? And look at what this is? You want me to build a blast furnace with such poor quality?" Give you so many weapons? Just to smelt these ores, brother and I will use hundreds of kilograms of charcoal. You might as well just tie me up and go to Chongcheng Blacksmith Camp to find my grandfather Zhuo Jing to redeem me with iron. This is more reliable. Compose some music.”
After listening to Zhuo Shou's explanation, Meng Chang also realized that in this era, the technology of melting iron was already available, and iron, or alloys of copper, iron, and zinc were gradually used as sacrificial vessels, weapons, and ritual vessels. However, they were limited by the craftsmanship and The production capacity and quantity have always been small, and it is difficult to arm the entire army. We can only give priority to arming the children of the nobles.
Because the cost of smelting iron ore is very high and the processing of pig iron is difficult, this craft is the foundation of all major craftsmen's lives and is not easily spread to others.
Mengchang had also seen some concepts of forging, blast furnace and blower through some short videos of popular science about cold weapons in later generations, but when he saw it, he didn't deliberately remember these things.
There is not much room for experimentation in a short period of time, so we can only plan it in the future to see if there is an opportunity to switch to a deputy job in the blacksmithing industry.
Later, Zhuo Shou was exhausted and had no choice but to come up with a compromise plan. He used this batch of rotten iron ore to smelt it and make a blade, and then used hook and pliers to carve out the mortise and tenon joints on his original bronze weapon. At the joint, connect these iron blades.
Gee, who said the ancients were stupid? He didn't even understand the specific principle of the mortise and tenon structure. He saw Zhuo Shou using a simple furnace for repairing weapons in the army to melt the ore by hand, and then simply forged it into shape and embedded it into the ax blade and halberd blade. A piece of the remaining iron was cut off and the spear head was embedded in it.
The rusty-looking weapon seemed to be coated with a layer of silver. It was a little ugly, but it was much stronger. With one strike of the ax, the copper-clad wooden shield was cut into two pieces by the iron-clad copper. This dazzling performance made Zhao Bing and Chen Qi so surprised that they even invited several banquets to try to get information about the craftsman.
Don't ask, just ask the master craftsman at Chongcheng Blacksmith Camp.
He promised Zhuo Shou not to keep quiet. He had managed to become a private camp captain. If he talked more, the generals and famous soldiers from all over the world would come to visit him, which might cause his eldest brother Zhuo Shou to be busy with his job again. .
There has been no fighting recently, and the atmosphere of the coalition forces has become much more relaxed. Even if they are caught in the enemy's formation, they don't have to worry too much about life and death.
Anyone with a discerning eye knows that being in a stalemate like this is not an option, but no one has any good tricks. If they don't hit us, it's good. Is it possible to rush up and see if Xiang Liu's snake body is invulnerable?
They had already experienced the sturdy stature of these monsters. Thousand-legged Centipede and Congcong were both invulnerable. As those famous ferocious beasts in ancient times, there was no reason for them to be worse than Congcong.
Meng Chang also crazily studied battle formation skills and leadership experience, and studied diligently every day. This also gave many soldiers and Li Jing, who was also a famous armor, a new understanding of him. While a person is powerful, he is also unusual. With his diligence, no wonder he is so strong.
Suddenly, one sunny day at noon, while Meng Chang was eating, an idea flashed in his mind, and he remembered an event from his previous life.
It was a clip from a movie.
"Congratulations to Master Wen for his triumphant return from the expedition to Beihai."
Yes, this is Beihai, Yuan Futong is right, what is Chonghou Hu waiting for? Isn't this just waiting for the Grand Master?
And what is waiting for on the other side? Is it possible that you are also waiting for the Grand Master?
Why? What is the purpose of this war for the demons?
There is no better reason for being so passive and sagging. It seems that the whole drama in Beihai is just an appetizer. Whether it is conquering Jingren before or the demon trapping the army now, it is really like a movie. The protagonist is still Not yet, everyone is waiting.
The curtain won't really open until the real protagonist appears.
