The next day, thirty miles northwest of Nanfeng City, the mighty Beimang 25th Army was stationed here.
Ugeda stood on the slope and looked in the direction of Nanfeng City from a distance. Although ordinary people could not see the majesty of Nanfeng City, Ugeda could because he was a man of both civil and military cultivation.
"This city is very good. As long as we take this city, we can completely open the door to the Great Yan South." Ugeda said with emotion.
"Commander, this is just a small country. I am willing to be the vanguard and fight against it!" A young general stood up and said with fists in his hands.
"Do you want to try it out?" Ugueda turned around and asked with a smile.
"Yes, Commander. I heard that a famous general has come to Nanfeng City. I haven't made any achievements yet, so I want to test him for Commander." The young general replied.
"Don't worry, your credit is not here. Return to the big tent in a while, and I will ask you to do something important!"
When he heard that Ugueda asked him to do a big thing, the young general immediately knelt down on one knee and said, "Thank you, Commander!"
Ugeda nodded with satisfaction and looked at Nanfeng City from a distance again...
After a long time, a spiritual pigeon suddenly appeared. Seeing that the time had come, Uqaida took the spiritual pigeon with one hand and said: "The big tent is discussing!"
As his words fell, more than a dozen generals immediately turned around and walked towards the newly built military tent.
Uqaida opened the letter and smiled with satisfaction when he saw the content.
The overall situation is decided!
In the military tent, Ugueda did not mention the matter in the letter, but quickly divided his troops into four waves. After all, he planned to capture Nanfeng City within seven days!
As he dispatched again and again, these generals immediately stepped forward to take orders. When the young general stepped forward, Uqaida told the other person's ear several times, and then patted the other person's shoulder heavily.
"General, take your orders!" The young general was so excited that he quickly left the military tent after cupping his fists and saluting.
After all the soldiers left the military tent, an elegant middle-aged man wearing a scholar's shirt smiled and saluted: "Congratulations, commander, great things have been accomplished!"
"Haha, Mr. Fanlao is overly praised. It's not surprising that Mr. Fanlao also used a little trick." Ugueda replied with a smile.
"Then shall we take Hu Shichang back to Beimang?" Fan Lao asked.
"He is the hero of Beimang. Of course I have to pick him up, but I still need you to take a trip." Ugeda said with a smile and cupped his hands.
"It's a small matter. Since I can serve a handsome general, I, Fan, can be considered lucky enough to serve Beimang." Fan Lao returned the greeting with a smile, and then left the military tent.
After Fan Lao left, Ugeda showed a sarcastic look on his face: "This is the literary bones of the Great Yan people!"
Fan Lao was a native of Dayan, and he was also a Juren. After Wu Guaida broke through the military crossing, this man came to seek refuge. As for why he sought refuge in Beimang, Wu Guaida knew it with his feet.
If the Great Yan Kingdom is destroyed, these literati will lose their identity and will not be able to take the domestic literary examination. If they want to walk on the literary road, they must cut off their roots and change their country, so that they can resume their literary career.
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At the head of the north gate of Nanfeng City, Li Changfeng led three generals to stand here. His heart was as calm as a lake at this moment, and he was terrifyingly calm. Although he is known as Li Sanyao, he is a really capable person and a general who has fought many tough battles.
"General, why don't you send your junior general to meet them." A middle-aged general said with his fists in hand.
"Chiyuan, you have followed me for many years, what do you think of the Beimang army this time?" Li Changfeng did not answer Chiyuan's words, but instead asked him to take a look at the military formation below.
"Very strong, worthy of the Beimang Iron Cavalry." Chi Yuan answered truthfully.
"The man leading the army is the famous Beimang general Cang Qi. Can you possibly defeat him?" Li Changfeng asked.
"It's impossible to fight alone, but there is absolutely no problem in fighting in military formations." Chi Yuan said with his fists clasped.
"Okay, then I will give you a thousand soldiers, five hundred knights, and eight hundred archers!" Li Changfeng said solemnly: "No matter what, you must win this battle for me!"
"Yes! The general is willing to fight to the death!" Chiyuan cupped his fists and saluted, turned around and walked down the city.
Beimang's two thousand troops slowly advanced towards the north gate of Nanfeng City. They were not attacking the city, but wanted to test the strength of Nanfeng City and then find a place to break the city.
As the army stopped, the north gate of Nanfeng City was slowly opened.
Chiyuan led his troops out and stopped at the foot of Nanfeng City, only a hundred steps away from Cangqi's army.
"Old Cangqi, at your age, you still have to go to the battlefield. Aren't you afraid that your old age will be ruined?" Chi Yuan shouted with ridicule.
Not to be outdone by the pre-war provocation, Cang Qi started shouting: "How dare you, an unknown young general, to show off your authority in front of your grandfather? Go back and call your Li Changfeng to come out and fight!"
Chiyuan snorted coldly: "How can you kill a chicken with a dagger? If you and I fight today, one of us will die. I advise you to buy a coffin as soon as possible!"
"How dare you speak so arrogantly, kid? Come out and fight me if you can!" Cang Qi roared angrily.
"Do you really think I'm stupid?" Chi Yuan laughed loudly: "Since it is a battle between two armies, it is naturally a battle of military formations. Didn't your ancestors teach you this?"
"You juniors, please don't be so arrogant. Since you want a military formation battle, I will kill you to pieces." Cang Qi raised his hands high: "Get into formation!"
In an instant, Beimang's army quickly formed a formation, with swords and shields blocking the front. A famous knight struck directly in front with a spear. The archer raised his head and loaded his bow with an arrow. The bow and arrow were pointed at a forty-five-degree angle. The direction of Dayan's army.
Seeing the momentum of Beimang's army, Chi Yuan showed no fear at all. He was fighting to the death today, so he immediately raised his spear and shouted: "Form up!"
As the two armies faced each other, blood clouds continued to gather, blowing by a breeze.
The drums and horns sounded!
"kill!"
For a moment, the atmosphere between the two armies was chilling, dust was flying, and blood clouds formed by blood mist blocked the midday sun, leaving only a hazy chaos. The interlaced iron armor reflects the cold light, like a symphony of cold blades and iron blood.
The drums rumbled and rolled like thunder, stirring in the hearts of every soldier. The war horses neighed and the sound of hoofbeats shook the sky, as if they were about to crush all the bonds in the world. The sound of the horn, shrill and tragic, echoed in the open wilderness. The roars and shouts of the soldiers were intertwined with the wind, like the roar of wild beasts, shocking people's hearts.
Arrows were like rain, piercing the air and attacking the enemy with a fierce sound of wind. Swords and swords flashed, you came and I went, the two armies clashed, blood and flesh flew everywhere. Every swing of the sword and every charge are full of determination and tragedy. The soldiers' faces were full of determination and courage, and their eyes shone with the desire for victory.
Chiyuan stabbed quickly with a spear, and every shot killed a soldier. Cang Qi swung his broadsword, and no soldier could stand up wherever it passed. Killing like crazy, completely killing like crazy. The collision between the military formations was extremely fierce. If one side was timid first, it would have no choice but to wait for the butcher's knife of the other side.
The battle flag whistled in the wind, like a waving giant blade, leading the soldiers towards the unknown destiny. On this battlefield where life and death intertwine, every figure looks so tall and mighty, and every cry is full of power and belief.
Li Changfeng stood on the top of the city with a cold expression. At this moment, he had been paying attention to the battle below. He did not care about the lives of these people, because life was as fragile as grass on the battlefield. If his faith was shaken, there would be only death.
What is needed on the battlefield? It must be a combination of courage and belief, so that it can be as firm as that rock!
Seeing that in this endless fighting, both armies showed unyielding fighting spirit and tenacious perseverance. Li Changfeng whispered a few words to another general, and then saw that general leaving quickly.
If anyone knows that Li Changfeng is in this state, it means that he may be dying!
As the two armies fought to the death, the north city gate slowly opened again, and a column of knights in armor charged quickly out of the city gate.
Cang Qi, who was still fighting, saw the opponent's reinforcements of cavalry, and his eyes quickly shrank: "Damn Li Changfeng, you are despicable and shameless!"
Chiyuan also turned around quickly at this moment. When he saw the reinforcements, he smiled. Sure enough, the army was coming!
"kill!"
Chiyuan raised his spear and shouted, then shot Cang directly and cried away.
