Chapter 18 Engagement

Style: Historical Author: fish of the skyWords: 2241Update Time: 24/02/20 17:37:08
With their help, the rocks, trees, and soil on the mountain fell like a torrential rain, and even the Jie people who cleaned the mountain road were directly buried.

The mountain road was finally blocked.

The Jie people in front were solved by Tian Baozi and Zhou Qian.

The crisis on the West Mountain Trail was temporarily lifted, but the Nanshan Trail collapsed.

Wei Shan, with several feather arrows stuck in his body, was carried back by the begging army.

"Kill the thief!" Wei Shanren roared while still conscious.

"Nanshan Jie Nu is extremely ferocious. They saw through our ambush and attacked us!" reported a beggar soldier with blood all over his body.

There were seven or eight hundred people when they went there, but when they came back, there were only two or three hundred people left, a reduction of more than two-thirds, and everyone was injured. It can be seen that they tried their best.

"Leader Li, Wei Shan...is incompetent!" Wei Shan was covered in blood and his face was full of shame.

Li Yue comforted him: "General Wei, rest in peace and recover from his injuries. Leave the rest to me! Yue Ji, Yue Ji, take the general down to heal his injuries."

Wei Shan's injury was not serious. He fell down because of exhaustion.

Unknowingly, Yue Ji has become her right hand.

Yue Ji led several people forward, and when they were about to carry Wei Shan away, Wei Shan suddenly grabbed Li Yue's hand, "Li...Brother, we must...defend Black Cloud Mountain and keep...these alive!"

"Okay!" Not only for their sake, but also for his own sake, he must defend Black Cloud Mountain.

Li Yue knew that Wei Shan's military strength was similar to that of Cui Jin. Cui Jin was unstoppable because of his sharp sword and sharp mind, but Wei Shan was brave and good at fighting and had rich experience.

If his seven to eight hundred beggar troops could not withstand the enemy despite their favorable location and advantage, it meant that the Jie people on the Nanshan Trail were extraordinary.

"Brother!" Li Yue shouted.

Meng Kai raised the long tree he snatched from Jie Ren, "I've been waiting for a long time!"

However, the three or four hundred horsemen around him were a little thin.

Li Yue glanced back at Cui Jin who was drinking porridge. Cui Jin said as if he had a clue: "Brother and third brother, go ahead. I'm here to the west, so you won't miss it!"

"Kill the enemy!" Li Yue strode forward with a kitchen knife in his left hand and a knife in his right hand.

A thousand songs follow.

Zhao Guang's men were well equipped, with four to five hundred men wearing leather armor, and more than fifty men wearing iron armor. Although many of them were pieced together and hung on their bodies, they looked like patches. There is a difference between having something and having nothing on you.

The open space in Nanshan was eerily quiet, with long grass and shrubs reaching chest height.

The sky was dull and dark, as if it were pressing down on the black cloud mountain.

In the grass and trees in front, hundreds of ferocious eyes flickered. When they saw Li Yue and Meng Kai leading their troops, they stood up from the grass and trees with a "boom".

It was as if countless venomous snakes rose up from the grass, spitting out their tongues, and instantly blew up a fishy wind.

The first general is not tall, but extremely strong, like an iron tower.

As soon as he saw this formation, Li Yue knew it was going to be difficult.

Because after defeating Wei Shan's beggar army, the opponent did not rush forward mindlessly, but hid here to recover his strength and wait for work...

The mountain road was breached by them, and the geographical advantage of Heiyun Mountain was gone, and there was only flat land in front of them.

There is a look of fear on many faces behind the body.

They followed Zhao Guang to enjoy the popular food and drink spicy food, and lived a good life, but they did not have the desperate spirit of the begging soldiers, and they were not even as good as the thieves of Tian Baozi.

The enemy general on the opposite side has already raised his knife and pointed it towards himself. He feels like a butcher, his eyes are extremely contemptuous, as if what is standing in front of him is not a person, but a group of lambs waiting to be slaughtered.

The sound of neat footsteps roared, and the armor clanked, like a life-threatening charm.

Such momentum actually forced the tribesmen to retreat, exposing Li Yue at the front...

Everyone can retreat, but he cannot retreat.

Once you retreat, people's hearts will disperse.

With a "whoosh" sound, a feather arrow was shot from two hundred steps away. It was deflected by the cold wind and flew past Li Yue's face.

Li Yue cursed in his heart, but yelled: "If you don't win, you will die! What retreat do you have?"

More than two hundred people stepped forward, raised their spears, and formed a formation.

But more people are just waiting and watching, and some people have even escaped from the rear...

However, the people who escaped soon screamed, and their bodies were picked up by a long spear. Meng Kaihan looked at everyone with a murderous look on his face, "Those who retreat will die!"

After saying that, he threw the body on the ground.

Other fleeing soldiers were also chopped to the ground by Meng Kai's tribe.

The morale of the tribesmen was finally raised, and they walked to the front again and raised their spears.

This Zhao army felt a little different to Li Yue. Although there were only a few hundred people, the momentum displayed even exceeded the 3,000 people on the Xishan side.

The only good thing is that the Nanshan trail is extremely difficult to walk, and the opponent has no horses.

And Meng Kai has a cavalry of more than 40 people.

For safety reasons, Li Yue sent people back to ask Cui Jin, Tian Baozi, Zhou Qian and others to provide support at any time.

Boom, boom, boom...

Zhao Jun walked in step by step. As he walked, feather arrows flew out one after another, and several arrows hit his throat or eye sockets with great accuracy.

Everyone was frightened again.

"Think about your parents, wives and children on the mountain! What happened today, whether there is death or life, why should we be afraid!" In fact, Li Yue also had fear in his heart. A small part of it came from the arrogant Jie people, and a large part of it came from those around him. Unreliable tribesmen.

Fortunately, these tribesmen are not hopeless. They may not care about the outcome of this war, but they must care about the lives of their parents, wives, and children.

At the moment of life and death, many people gritted their teeth and rushed forward with swords and spears.

If you stand still, you will only be shot accurately by the opponent.

People are forced out.

Li Yue didn't know how powerful the opponent was, but he knew that if he didn't kill or repel the opponent, everyone on the mountain would die without a burial place.

There was no array and no command, it was like a tidal wave crashing through.

At a glance, you can tell that Zhao Guang doesn't train at all on weekdays and relies solely on his personal bravery.

Waves of blood exploded in front of the formation.

If one's own troops are the tide, then the other party is the rock. Although the tide is fierce, it cannot shake the rock.

In front of the Jie people's orderly swords and spears, the tribesmen fell one after another.

Someone was lifted up by a spear nearly two feet long and hung in the air. He let out a heart-rending scream, but the other person laughed ferociously.

Someone's head was chopped off with a knife, and blood spurted out from his neck...

These six to seven hundred Jie people are in the shape of a crescent moon. If any point is attacked, three or four people on the left and right will be called to attack.

It was like a sickle with an outward blade, harvesting the lives of his own people.

Although the other party also suffered casualties, it often took three or four people to replace one Jieren.

The equipment and training are not on the same level.

Especially the opponent's generals,

Seeing that his own side was about to collapse again, Li Yue gritted his teeth and prepared to lead the two hundred people around him to charge forward, but Meng Kai took action first.

Call——

The war horse roared loudly. Meng Kai held a long spear in one hand and rushed over through the lush weeds. A hysterical roar broke out from his mouth: "Kill Jie Nu!"