Great Martial Arts Auxiliary System

Chapter 217 One Hundred Thousand Iron Cavalry
Guangguang Jie killed a group of fleeing warriors from the Nanman, and tens of thousands of troops in Qiguan City were indirectly killed or injured.

It can be seen from this that the terrifying power of those barbarians who are trapped in a desperate situation is quite astonishing.

It must be known that a group of iron guards can always assist from the side, but even so, they still brought huge casualties to Dayu's army in Qiguan City.

This made Shangguan Qiuyu rejoice for the decision he made just now. If he had ordered the iron guards to rush up to stop it, it would have caused heavy losses to the iron guards.

At that time, there may not be many iron guards who have been by his side after the war.

Although it caused huge losses to the army in the city, Shangguan Qiuyu did not regret it.

Because the elite soldiers only need to train hard, with clear rewards and punishments, and with military law, they can be trained in batches.

However, they couldn't train an army like Iron Guards overnight, what they needed, and the price they paid was at least a hundred times, a thousand times as much.

At this moment, Shangguan Qiuyu, who was standing on the city wall, said to Han Qinghu after hearing Han Qinghu's report:
"The wounded soldiers should be sent for medical treatment immediately, and the others should immediately enter a state of combat readiness.

Before the marshal's army has wiped out the Nanman army under Qiguan City, everyone must be alert to prevent accidents, and not to capsize in the gutter at a critical moment. "

"Yes"

As soon as Han Qinghu finished speaking, the Nanman soldiers under the city of Qiguan launched their final attack on Qiguan.

The Nanman soldiers who attacked this time were the Vulcan army with only a little combat power among the Nanman.

Most of the other Nanman soldiers were sent forward by the old man, preparing to resist the [-] cavalry brought by Shangguanxiong.

Those with a little bit of combat power were pulled down by the old man under Qiguan City, and they made a final effort on simple wooden ladders by using the distance between the sand pile and Qiguan City.

Fortunately, Shangguan Qiuyu asked Han Qinghu to transfer a team of soldiers to guard the city wall.

Otherwise, the more than 1000 iron guards on the city wall alone are really not enough, and they are too weak to stop these numerous siege barbarians.

Seeing this, Han Qinghu on the side could still stand there, so he immediately ran down the tower and dispatched all the soldiers who were still able to fight to Qiguan City.

Because there was not much distance between the city wall and the sand pile, a group of Nanman soldiers easily crossed the distance between Qiguan and the sand pile.

Now, the two sides are fighting in close quarters, fighting with flesh and blood, while the Vulcan army and soldiers in the Nanman are completely trading lives for lives and injuries for injuries.

A group of Southern barbarian soldiers have long put life and death aside, and most of them already know that their marshal and a group of leaders have left first.

After all, many of the Nanman marshal Halba led a group of Nanman leaders to attack Qiguan and fled in all directions. Many of them saw it.

Although a group of barbarians were angry, they had no choice but to prevent them from breaking through Qi Pass.

But the old man's truthful report, coupled with his own prestige, prevented the riots that the barbarians had imagined.

However, soon, a wave of reluctance and a sense of death swept through the entire Southern Barbarian army, allowing them to gradually develop unlimited potential in despair.

This is also the main reason why the Vulcan army, together with the southern barbarian soldiers, can still exert such combat power.

Since he was going to die sooner or later, why didn't he and others fight again at the end, if they could conquer Qiguan, they might still have a chance.

However, in the eyes of Shangguan Qiuyu, this is nothing more than a desperate fight, and the final result will not change.

After all, now that my cheap grandfather has led a large army to the city, and the barbarians can't escape with their wings. There are more than ten troops on my side, as long as we hold on.

No matter how crazy the Nanman soldiers were, they would not be able to capture Qiguan City from Shangguan Qiuyu.

A group of iron guards stood on the top of the city, like a guardrail, suppressing all the soldiers of the Southern Barbarians to death.

A group of southern barbarian soldiers could not cross the boundary set by the iron guards at all. As long as anyone crossed it, they would be mercilessly beheaded by the iron guards.

"Boom..."

"Kill kill kill..."

At this time, there was a violent noise under the city, and I saw Shangguanxiong, the Lord of Zhen Guo, leading one hundred thousand cavalry.

Suddenly, he bumped into more than 200 million Southern barbarian soldiers arranged by the old man to stop him.

At the same time, in front of the [-] cavalry, a blood-red blood mist, like a snowball, continued to eat away at those who had touched it.

The blood mist opened the way forward, allowing one hundred thousand cavalry to shuttle through the army of millions of barbarians unimpeded, hunting and killing a group of barbarians frantically.

For an entire hour, the old man arranged in front to block the enemy's cannon fodder troops, all of which were killed by the [-] cavalry led by Shangguanxiong.

His death was all over the land, and the land was covered with blood. The land that had been washed clean by the torrent was once again covered with a fiery red coat.

After an hour of frantic slaughter, the hundred thousand cavalry didn't lose much, but they were panting from exhaustion, and the horses that sat down couldn't fight anymore.

After a long-distance raid, and then another hour of fierce collision, 10 horses could no longer bear such a huge consumption.

During the fight, many cavalry battalion soldiers were exhausted because of the horses they were sitting on.

He fell off his horse and was besieged to death by a group of Southern barbarian soldiers.

As early as when the former army was destroyed, the old man's attack on Qiguan had stopped. Now he can see that Qiguan city is just as he expected.

Even Marshal Harba and others of the Southern Barbarians were unable to attack, so how could he be able to attack with the soldiers in his hands now.

Instead of continuing to waste troops in this impossible place, it would be better to use them to fight the army brought by the Lord of the Town, Shangguanxiong, in a dignified battle.

In addition, death is also worthy of death. After all, it is better to die at the hands of the famous Zhen Guogong Shangguan Xiong than to die at the hands of his grandson Shangguan Qiuyu.

I thought that not long ago, I and others had an army of nearly 500 million people sitting in Qiguan, leaving Shangguan Xiongsu, the Lord of the King of the Great Yu Army, helpless.

Then came the successive pitfalls, which made it too late for Dayu's army to take away their own supplies and weapons.

Running away in embarrassment, now the feng shui took turns, and in the blink of an eye, it was replaced by myself and others. Such ups and downs, even for a person of his age, it is a bit overwhelming.

However, now that the situation is like this, he has already seen through it, and life and death are not a big deal to him at all.

Left and right are nothing but a handful of loess after death, so there is nothing to be afraid of.

"Duke Zhen, we meet again!"

Although the words were free and easy, there was a hint of bitterness in his tone.

"Haha, yes, chieftain, we meet again."

Compared with the old man, Shangguan Xiong, the Duke of Zhen, was as heroic as ever, but at this moment it was fully volatile.

There is no arrogance that a winner should have in the tone, and there is no meaning of belittling and mocking the old man, it is like meeting an old friend.

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(End of this chapter)