Fast Transmigration: Wishing Division

Chapter 38 Chapter 39
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Wanyanzong was really angry in his heart. He didn't believe that the fire was spontaneous, someone must have set it on fire, and the people holding the granary were all soldiers from his Taiyichiud tribe.

They are loyal and dedicated to their duties. Even if Dazhou's spies sneak in, it is impossible for them to approach the granary.

who is it?

Who?
It can't be someone from the Barbarian Tribe Alliance, right?
But he couldn't wait for him to find out the truth, and the long-closed city gate of Huacheng opened.

The Xuanwu army surged out.

"Enemy attack."

"Enemy attack."

"Your Majesty, the Xuanwu Army is coming!"

Panic shouts were everywhere in the barbarian camp.

This wave of operations caught the barbarians off guard. No matter how surprised they were, the Xuanwu Army had already left the city gate and attacked them.

It was at the critical moment of life and death, and the leaders of the various tribes of the barbarians were not afraid of losing their soldiers, so they hurriedly pulled out their horses.

"Meet the enemy."

"Meet the enemy."

The Xuanwu Army attacked with swords.

The barbarian cavalry faced the enemy head-on.

With infantry against cavalry, what strategy did Li Jing use?
Wanyan Zongzhen didn't have time to think about it, and neither did the kings of each tribe.

They rode their horses to meet the enemy, and both men and horses rushed towards each other.

Soon, they discovered something was wrong...

The horses under their crotches are getting weaker and weaker, and their speed is getting slower and slower...

At this time, the Xuanwu army that was about to charge suddenly stopped. They took out the firecrackers from behind, lit them and threw them into the barbarian cavalry.

The sound of "cracking" firecrackers sounded on the battlefield.

The venue where the two sides fought was suddenly surrounded by huge roars.

These horses had eaten a large dose of croton, and were already exhausted from pulling. They would be frightened by the huge roar of firecrackers and run around, and the barbarians could not control them at all.

The Xuanwu army retreated like a tide.

All that was left on the battlefield were horses galloping around and barbarians trying to control them.

Their horses collided with each other, knocking people off their backs. Some of the barbarians who were knocked to the ground had no time to get up before they were trampled by many horses' hooves. There were shouts and shouts everywhere.

"Step aside."

"Step aside."

When Wanyan Zongzhen's situation started, he immediately gave up his horses and retreated to a distance. Fortunately, the excitement of the horses after being extremely frightened only lasted for half a stick of incense, and finally these horses crashed to the ground.

Wanyan Zong breathed a sigh of relief.

The [-] barbarian cavalry all abandoned their horses and changed to another type of cavalry, becoming infantry, and suffered a lot of casualties.

After the panic, the barbarian army had no time to breathe a sigh of relief.

The gate of the city was opened again, and Li Jing led more than 2 cavalry to fight in person, followed by 15 infantry, and [-] young and middle-aged men from Huacheng.

Wanyan Zongzhen's eyes were bloodshot. At this moment, he still didn't know that these were Li Jing's conspiracy.

He swung his sword and roared: "Soldiers of the barbarians, the Dakeshi Grassland can no longer accommodate us. Only by killing these Dazhou people can we barbarians survive."

"To survive."

"kill."

"kill"

"kill"

The shouts broke through the sky, resounding anxiously through the sky.

The troops of the two sides collided, and they let out deafening roars. Behind them stood their respective races. This was a bloody battle.

Never die.

Li Jing led the cavalry and began to charge.

Countless war horses rushed into the barbarian army, and the sound of "da da da" horseshoes was earth-shattering. Under the momentum of the horses, the barbarian army was scattered to pieces.

After the cavalry came the infantry of the Xuanwu Army.

They form a team of five, ten as a set, the small team forms a brigade, and the brigade forms a legion.

Li Jing wore corresponding weapons for each soldier, and they played different roles.

The spearmen in the team are responsible for offense, the shield soldiers are responsible for defense, and the archers are responsible for long-range killing.

The small formation of five maintained their formation during the attack and retreat, and they attacked in an orderly manner. As long as the barbarians were injured, they would immediately attack the other one.

Why give up the attack when injured, because their swords are poisonous.

These barbarians who were injured by the sword were either killed immediately or lost their fighting ability.

As a general of the Xuanwu Army, Li Jing never dared to neglect, and he always kept in mind the instructions of his ancestors.

Even though the country and the people of Dazhou have been peaceful and peaceful for many years, his soldiers are practicing every day, and if they do not practice, they will not be Xuanwu soldiers.

When the barbarians began to harass the border, he was making preparations. Li Jing knew that he had few cavalry, that the Dazhou people were not as strong as the barbarians, and that the barbarians were brave and good at fighting just now.

and so……

From that time on, he collected all kinds of poisons everywhere, and the swords of the Xuanwu Army were soaked in poison every night.

Soldiers who, deception also.

He has never been influenced by the eyes of the world.

He has always known that he has a unique personality.

Sleeping in flowers and sleeping in willows is a bad habit and a sin for ordinary people, but it becomes romantic and charming for celebrities and refined scholars.

It is contemptible to sow dissension, but it is praised if you score 36 tricks.

No matter how unbearable everything is, once it becomes a specialized skill, it should be transferred. This is a very strange phenomenon.

Therefore, no matter what the process is, he doesn't care, all he cares about is the result.

That is to win.

Even if it is infamy for eternity.

Li Jing's long spear stabbed a barbarian to death, and with a twist of his wrist, he drew his horse and continued to kill him.

Wanyan Zong really carried a big sword, and he stood among the barbarian army.

Da Zhou's war horse roared towards him, and the cavalry's spear pointed straight at his chest. He raised his hand and swung his knife to block, the huge impact made his mouth numb.

The soldiers of the Zhou Dynasty fought hand to hand with the barbarian warriors.

After fighting for a period of time, the second team of Xuanwu Army replaced the first team, and the first team retreated to rest.

The light infantry with weaker combat capabilities began to cover the two wings, while sweeping the battlefield, recovering available weapons, and supplementing the retreating first team.

The barbarian fighters are completely alone.

Originally they were cavalry, good at fighting alone. Although the barbarian infantry also had small teams, but suddenly the incident happened and the barracks caught fire, these people scattered and could only fight on their own.

Over time, the barbarians have been defeated.

The great king of the Erdong tribe, a barbarian tribe, saw that the situation was not good, so he shouted loudly.

"retreat."

"retreat."

The barbarians in the Erdong tribe saw that the king had fled, and they also started to flee backwards.

Wanyan Zongzhen, who was struggling to resist, saw this scene and vomited a mouthful of blood.

What are you most afraid of in war?The most fearful thing is that the morale of the army will be unstable. Once someone becomes a deserter, the chain reaction will be a devastating defeat.

With his blood-red eyes, he saw a black horse rushing over like lightning. The man on the horse was holding a spear, and with one stab, Wanyan Zongzhen's sword was thrown away. The black horse brushed against his body and rushed over. When the electricity was turned on, the man on the horse bent back. Bend, the spear stabbed Wanyan Zongzhen in the back.

He stared blankly at the gun head that passed through his chest.

silver white.

Glittering brightly in the sun.

What a fast gun! !

His tall body fell down slowly. This is the most famous turning back gun of the Xuanwu Army!
……

　Ask for a ticket, look at my sincere eyes. ?????????????

　　
　
(End of this chapter)