In front of the wall of the main camp of the Chinese army, rivers of blood flowed, corpses piled up like mountains, and the intense heat of the sun burned the remains of the body parts into grease. The strange smell was nauseating.
The soldiers on both sides of the attack and defense did not even dare to take a deep breath when approaching the wall.
The personnel were too dense and bloody, and even the main army had not experienced many battles of this intensity.
Not to mention Ruinan's army, which had only suppressed peasant uprisings and suppressed bandits. It was the first time he was killed, and it was also the first time he was killed.
However, no matter how fierce the battle ahead was, there were always nearly 3,000 people behind the Chinese army's tent, enjoying the cool air and resting leisurely.
Shade, herbal tea, swing fan...
There were even occasional Taoist priests who stayed behind in the central army, holding Zhou Bai's special order, forcibly suppressing the military spirit, and casting spells to summon water mist to cool down.
In short, all kinds of summer escape means are available, just to allow some soldiers to maintain their peak combat power and launch counterattacks at any time.
Yes, even the total strength of the various military villages in the camp was less than 7,000. Zhou Bai still wanted to win in the end.
The time he set was after dusk, when night fell, Ruinan's army had to give up the attack.
Since Zhou Bai started his army, he has won many battles at night, and he believes this time will be no exception.
Along with the clear sound of gold ringing from the enemy's rear, Zhou Bai, who was sitting in the tent, opened his eyes, and all the officers on both sides stood up.
Feeling the gazes of the generals, Zhou Bai directly issued the order to send troops without any hesitation.
The messengers were running in all directions, and the sound of war drums, which had not sounded all day long, was passionate and passionate.
The plan has been drawn up and everything is in order.
The sergeants who had been recuperating for a long time suddenly moved into action, wearing armor and holding swords, and lined up in order amidst the shouts of the leading general.
To be honest, before they seemed to be enjoying the cool breeze, it was actually very painful because their comrades in front of them were fighting bloody battles.
"Mengzi, hurry up, the governor ordered us to carry the flag forward!" A guard from the Chinese army's tent hurriedly ran to a group of flag guards and pointed at an eight-foot tall man who faced a rough and honest face.
Niu Meng was stunned for a moment and didn't respond. He had to be reminded by his companions next to him before he asked in disbelief: "The governor personally called my name?"
No wonder he didn't believe it, the commander's flag of the Chinese army was the great banner, and even a small soldier understood its importance.
When the great banner is established, the morale of the army is gathered together and is as stable as Mount Tai; when the great banner falls, the morale of the army is scattered and vulnerable to a single attack.
In the past, the men who carried the flag were all veterans who protected the flag, the best among the best. They were not able to join the army for more than three months, so they had no virtue and no ability.
Fortunately, the guard of the big tent gave him an explanation: "The governor heard that you are not afraid of death and can run fast, so he chose you."
"Today, you must keep up with the governor and ensure that Dahu always charges forward!"
Niu Meng nodded repeatedly. It was a supreme honor for the governor to choose Niu Meng!
The heat of the scorching summer gradually dissipates, the cool breeze has risen, and the flags are hunting.
The sunset light at dusk reflected the fear and confusion of countless Ruinan soldiers.
Behind them, the camp gate that had blocked them all day was actually opened?
The desolate sound of the horn resounded through the wilderness, and the powerful shouts of killing in the camp shook the battlefield.
Zhou Bai and a group of innate generals rushed out on horseback. Behind them were red and yellow fish and dragon banners fluttering in the wind, followed by three thousand Chinese army soldiers who looked like wolves and tigers.
The billowing heat wave hit again, but this time it was no longer from the sun, but from the surging energy and blood of the Anbei army.
The afterglow of the setting sun on the horizon has completely dissipated. Looking up to the west, a bright white line is swallowed up by the night. This is an alternation between day and night.
Darkness fell outside the city of Ruinan. The government troops, wearing black armor, blended into the environment more and more. They chased each other one after another, just like the evil ghosts who had just escaped from the underworld, killing people like crazy.
"Brothers, stop running away. They are outnumbered. Counterattack!"
"Formation! Formation!"
"The third battalion is approaching me!"
Officers at all levels of the Ruinan Army realized that there were not many Anbei Army who had broken out of the camp. They tried to call on their soldiers and horses to resist.
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However, Zhou Bai and the generals at the front were staring at these resisting officers and the small group that was gathering into formation to kill them.
After Jingjing was promoted to the mortal-level dragon horse, he was faster and had stronger impact. At this time, he was carrying Zhou Bai on the battlefield and was running rampant without any opponent.
It was originally as red as charcoal, but now its energy and blood surged as it ran, and its whole body was emitting a fiery red light, which was particularly conspicuous on the dark battlefield.
Wherever the resistance is fierce, there will be a violent fire to break it up and crush it.
Within a moment, no fewer than twenty officers from Ruinan died under the hooves of the creeping horse. The armor on their bodies was as brittle as cardboard.
It was also the first time for Zhou Bai to fight on the transformed Jijing. After several sprints, he felt like he was driving a heavy tank unscrupulously.
However, Zhou Baishuang was happy, but Niu Meng who was following behind was complaining and charging desperately.
Not only must he rush forward carrying the fish and dragon banner, but he must also ensure his own safety and not let the enemy kill him and rob him of the flag.
Fortunately, the other flag guards were not vegetarians. After being robbed of the limelight by a newcomer, they tried their best to keep up with the beast's speed and guarded the surroundings.
And what makes Niu Meng feel strange is that every time he is surrounded by danger and surrounded by Ruinan's army who has stopped to counterattack, he can finally turn the danger into danger.
It is like a large banner where the hope of the entire army is gathered, protecting those who bear the banner.
Zhou Bai had just defeated a small group of hundreds of people at this time. Looking back from the corner of his eye, he saw the aura of air gathering on the big banner, condensing into a looming Pixiu.
Pixiu is one of the most famous mythical beasts in the world.
Its body is like a tiger and leopard, its head and tail are like a dragon, its color is both gold and jade, its shoulders have a pair of wings that cannot be spread out, and it has a horn on its head that is tilted back.
In Tianyuan Continent, many famous generals in history sought it very much because it was a symbol of brave men.
Standing on the city tower at this time, Yan Luo, who was already panicked by the changes in the battle situation, suddenly saw the phantom of Pixiu above the battlefield, and became even more shocked.
As a former fellow Jinshi, Yan Luo's knowledge was among the best among hundreds of millions of mortals. When he saw Pixiu's phantom form, he immediately realized what it was.
The military spirit condenses into shape and becomes the mythical beast Pixiu? !
Isn't this a scene that only appeared in ancient times and ancient times?
At that time, the Tianyuan Continent was full of nations, and the ancestral dragon energy was diverted too much. Without the intervention of Heaven, it would take a long time for a central dynasty to emerge.
Therefore, wars between countries are normal, and the military force is the basis for a country's survival. The quality of soldiers, training, military formations, armor and equipment, and other factors combined will form the different characteristics of each army.
This trait is often expressed through the condensation of military energy. Yes, in that era, the image of condensation of military energy could be seen with the naked eye.
There are shapes of sharp killing weapons such as swords, axes and axes, ferocious beasts such as tigers, leopards, jackals, and wolves, and special shapes such as big trees, mountains, and cities.
The shapes of these images are all related to the characteristics of the army inside and outside. Generally speaking, an army that is good at attacking will not condense a shield, and an army that is good at defense will not condense a tiger-head sword.
The image of military spirit condensed determines the combat effectiveness of an army to a certain extent, because the image of military spirit has the ability to influence the battle situation.
Many veteran generals can judge whether their own side is superior or inferior by relying on the state of their military image during a battle.
In Yan Luo's mind, he quickly remembered the secret records about the condensation of military energy. What is the difference between ancient times and now?
Will the army be weaker? Or does it mean that ancient people were better than today’s people?
No, it's just that the spiritual energy environment is different. Yan Luo's mind turned and he thought that An Beijun's rebirth was because the current spiritual energy environment was enough to support the rapid improvement in martial arts.
This time, he really found the key reason.
However, finding the reason will not solve the current dilemma faced by Ruinan's army. On the contrary, after more and more Ruinan's soldiers discovered the military aura of Pixiu, they became even more frightened and lost their fighting spirit.
He didn't see this "monster" he didn't recognize. He only showed his power towards Ruinan's army, sending a silent roar directly into his soul and breaking the bottom line of some warriors.
It's a pity that even if the 2,000 exhausted troops who guarded the camp during the day join in the pursuit, only 5,000 troops can gather military strength.
This led to Pixiu's first appearance, which did not show too much amazing power, but only calmed the general situation on the battlefield.
It was obvious that the safe Ruinan City was less than ten miles away, but for most of Ruinan's soldiers who only wanted to escape, these ten miles were too far.
The city gate was crowded with people, countless people were killing each other, and very few people could actually escape into the city.
Seeing that they could not return to the city, many soldiers had no choice but to break out in other directions. Deserters were everywhere.
The situation seemed irreversible. At this time, someone in Ruinan City finally stood up.
Yan Luo sent his most capable lieutenant and led three thousand tooth soldiers out of the city to stabilize the situation, at least to buy time for the main army to retreat into the city.
These three thousand tooth soldiers were the foundation of his career, and he had never dared to use them easily. They were also the last trump card of the Jiedu Mansion.
However, the trump card is the trump card. This elite tooth soldier kills while maintaining order, and quickly forms a solid barrier.
"Go around from both sides and enter the city through the other three gates. Any defeated soldiers who dare to attack head-on will be killed without mercy!"
It didn't take long, after killing hundreds of defeated soldiers, the collapse of the situation actually stabilized the three thousand tooth soldiers.
It was still running away, but it was obvious that the damage caused by orderly running and disorderly running was not of the same order of magnitude.
How many have been killed, two thousand, three thousand?
Zhou Bai was very dissatisfied. If the remaining people were allowed to flee into the city, it would really take a while to capture Ruinan City. Yan Luo would no longer have the courage to go out to fight in the city.
Suddenly, a cold spear flashed from the southwest, killing dozens of Ruinan soldiers who were blocking their way.
A smile appeared on Zhou Bai's lips. It was Gao Hu who was back. The two thousand demons received the order and immediately rushed back thousands of miles away.
Visible to the naked eye, the shape of Pixiu, which was originally very illusory, has become more solid, and the majesty of the mythical beast can be considered to be revealed.
The white horse and silver spear were unstoppable wherever they pointed. Two thousand demons followed behind Gao Hu, like a spear head with a gathering of killing stars, piercing the barrier composed of three thousand tooth soldiers.
boom!
The floods broke the banks, and the so-called strong barriers were killed in an instant.
The timely return of the Demon-Subduing Army completely settled the overall situation on the battlefield, and no soldiers dared to stop and block it anymore.
Zhou Bai also temporarily stopped sprinting. First, he waited for Yulong Dahu to catch up. Second, he immediately gave orders to Lou Jinpeng, who was cruising around outside.
Apart from anything else, the one hundred silver dragon horses cannot run away. These hundred silver dragon horses are not defective products in Zhou Bai's hands, and they are not castrated.
Nowadays, the few female horses in the horse farm in Bei'an County are all pregnant with Qi Jing's offspring, but this guy is still not satisfied.
It can't be said that it is greedy, that's the nature of dragons. What's more important is that Zhou Bai hasn't done what he promised.
Jingjing was promoted to the second level, his spiritual intelligence increased greatly, and he could communicate with Zhou Bai's thoughts.
Unexpectedly, the first thing this guy said was to ask his master for a dragon wife. Well, he also asked for a little white dragon wife.
There are no variables in the ensuing war. The most important thing is to see how much results the Anbei Army can achieve.
In the middle of the night, there was a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood outside Ruinan City, and the scene was extremely tragic.
Although the bright moon hung high, the moonlight could not warm this one-sided massacre. In the wilderness, the ground was full of unidentifiable corpses and mixed blood.
In the darkness, only moans could be heard from time to time, as well as constant calls for help. It was these sounds that Sergeant Anbei followed to rescue.
Obviously, the war is over, and all that's left is to clean up the battlefield and clean up the results.
In the Chinese army camp at the rear, a large number of prisoners cuddled up to each other. They endured the cold night and exhaustion. Under the moonlight, their faces became pale and dull.
Only the eyes that moved from time to time proved that they were still alive. Most of their eyes were filled with fear and a hint of happiness.
What are you thankful for, glad they didn't resist, glad they weren't just bodies worth mentioning outside.
Zhou Bai stood on the temporary high platform. With his excellent eyesight, he found that Yan Luo had walked down the city.
"It didn't work."
After muttering in a low voice, Xuanyi Guard Commander Yao Ping appeared in a hurry, but he was silent and just knelt aside to plead guilty.
Zhou Bai glanced at him and saw that his body was dirty, his breath was disordered, and he didn't even have time to wipe away the blood from the corner of his mouth.
"Tell me, who can make the dignified Xuanyi Guard commander look so embarrassed?"
Yao Ping's eyes were red and he said very seriously: "My subordinates are incompetent. The plan to seize the city failed. All the lurking Xuanyi Guard Anzi have lost contact. Even the two brothers from the Taoist Regiment have no news."
"The contact point was exposed, or was someone betrayed?" Zhou Bai frowned slightly.
"It should be a joint operation by the Taoist priests of Jiedu Prefecture. My subordinates suspect that Da Xiu is responsible. The power is very similar to that of Wuding Zhenren." Yao Ping expressed his judgment without thinking.
The death of so many people is not completely meaningless.
Zhou Bai's eyes flashed, and he looked in the direction of Ruinancheng and said: "This old guy, Master Xuanwu, is actually willing to work so hard. Why would someone like him go against the trend? Yan Luo is not a hidden dragon."
"Well, no matter what, if he kills so many of my people, there will be no way for him to survive!"
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Not long after, the morning sun rose, and the faint morning light shone on the large scroll with Zhou characters, making the fish and dragon patterns shine brightly.
Under the flag, the oxen man was sleeping soundly against the flagpole, and no one passing by dared to disturb the oxen man.
After one night, Ruinan County has actually decided on its ownership.
