Devil’s Advent

The fierce battle of the left army has reached a fever pitch. Fighting is like a tug-of-war. One step loses its position, and the next step is frustrated. Little by little disadvantages continue to accumulate, and eventually they will become a mountain that crushes them to death, unable to return to the sky. .

Deng Jiuru was still waving the general flag. At this moment in the battle, there was actually nothing to command. The entire camp was killing a group, and he couldn't command even if he wanted to.

When the army has been disrupted, the general's military order can't be passed on at all. Right now, there is only blood and courage left to rely on, to see if the wildlings can be driven out of the camp!

All the old general can do is to wave this flag so that the soldiers can see it, so that they can continue to fight with confidence.

As a general, what he dislikes the most is this situation. The development of the war has completely escaped his control. What is the difference between himself at this time and those great dancers? What difference can it make? Not all resignation.

On the other side of the savages, the offensive was like a wave, and their combat effectiveness really surprised the Yan army.

Not afraid of death, they rushed forward and forward again. In order to seize the time to tear open their mouths, the archers behind them did not hesitate to shoot arrows at the two sides fighting together.

And those savage warriors who were shot by their own people, instead of being angry, cut off the arrows that shot into their bodies with a grinning grin, and continued to fight with blood in their mouths.

Whether the stars will protect them, and whether the souls of the dead who died in battle can really be led by the stars, they really don't care much.

For hundreds of years, Xueyuan was born of ignorance due to numbness, so they can only immerse themselves in the beautiful dream generation after generation, and it seems that only in this way can they resist the bitter cold of the snowfield.

But now, the appearance of that person has guided them in the direction. Their lives are no longer just the vast stars above their heads at night. They have re-recognized the land under their feet, and they have also seen the existence of hope.

Wang said,

The future of the Saint Race is no longer in the sky, but ahead, right in front of us!

For the front,

kill!

kill!

kill!

The Savage King has always been unimpressed with the priests on the snowfield, or the envoys of the stars. It can be clearly seen from the fact that he promoted Sang Hu, who likes to kill and envoys, to that position.

Because in the heart of the Savage King, he is actually a star.

Not that he is great and brilliant,

Rather, he was able to make those snowfield warriors believe in themselves, surrender to themselves, and be willing to dedicate and sacrifice for him like the brilliance of the stars.

Zheng Fan and the blind man once analyzed the Savage King, and both of them finally came to a conclusion. He not only possessed a strong strategic vision, but also had a charismatic personality that convinced his people.

The emperors of other countries are also known as the Son of Heaven, but to put it bluntly, the Son of Heaven is just a title, a supreme title. In Xueyuan, it already has the meaning of ****.

The outlying camps that the Yan army had built hastily, which were not solid, had been completely destroyed, and the savages began to crazily squeeze the Yan army's formation.

Under such circumstances, personal bravery began to appear more and more pale.

Sometimes, it's not that you want to retreat, but you have to retreat. After this chain reaction, the left army began to retreat irresistibly.

Can't quit, brothers, can't quit, can't quit!!!!!!!!!

Deng Jiuru shouted loudly.

Behind, it's Dajiang!

Kill, kill back! Kill them, we can still wait for reinforcements, we can still wait for reinforcements!

Although the old general also knew that the reinforcements were actually on the other side, but because of the obstruction of the Chu State Navy, the width of the river was like a gap that could not be crossed at this time.

The fighting lasted for a long time. Deng Jiuru was a little thankful that his troops seemed to have stabilized their position. The bravery of the sons and the nature of the Yan people still allowed them to survive this surprise attack.

At least, it seems, it is carrying it.

However, the problem with the Yan army is that the internal command has been completely disrupted, while the wildlings, according to the initial arrangement, after two hours of fighting, the front army began to withdraw in an orderly manner, and the rear army began to replace them. The old and new forces have completed the alternation, which is why Deng Jiuru seems to have held on to his side.

The ground was already covered with corpses, from both sides, and in some places, mountains of corpses were piled up. This was a real mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood!

When the figure in white wolf fur appeared on the battlefield,

The savages are completely boiling,

The savages who had just been replaced fought more bravely, but the Yan people could not carry out orderly replacement and rotation.

The battlefield area was compressed to such a large size that the Yan army behind could not come up, and the Yan army ahead was exhausted but could not retreat to rest. No matter how brave and fearless a soldier is, he is still human after all.

After facing the second round of the savage offensive, the Yan army began to retreat on a large scale, and the retreat of the front army squeezed the back of the robes to retreat irresistibly.

At this time, even if the lord general ruthlessly ordered to kill the retreating soldiers in front, it would be useless, because a large retreat had already formed, just like bombing a camp late at night, and there was nothing to deal with except waiting until dawn.

Deng Jiuru, who had just breathed a sigh of relief, soon saw the scene of soldiers of the Yan army being squeezed into the water behind him. Well, if you fall into the water wearing armor, you will only be drowned.

Deng Jiuru opened his mouth wide,

Between his lips, he had already bitten out several bloody cuts,

His gaze also began to become a little dazed.

The savage's offensive continued, even becoming more and more violent, and the collapse of the Yan army was also getting faster and faster.

Gradually, soldiers began to turn around and run towards the river, and some people had already started to take off their armor, hoping to swim across the river, and their morale was directly drained.

Running away, running away, and going back became the thoughts of most soldiers at this time. They knew that Jiang was behind them, but the soldiers who had already been defeated had lost the courage to continue fighting the enemy. They would rather face the engulfment of the river, but Fighting against that slim luck, I don't want to go back and fight the savages again.

Deng Jiuru was panting heavily, and at this moment he seemed to be completely deaf to the screams and shouts of killing around him, as if he was completely cut off from the battlefield at this moment.

Group after group of Yan soldiers either took the initiative or were driven down the river. For a while, the river was full of thumping Yan troops, with many heads and hands. It didn't take long before densely packed bodies appeared on the river. corpse.

On the warships of the Chu State, the people of Chu held bows and crossbows and shot and killed the soldiers of the Yan army on the river while laughing. To them, this was not like a war, but more like a kind of enjoyment.

The black dragon flag once made the entire east tremble.

And now,

They are just a bunch of ridiculous playthings, drowning pigs.

On the battleship of the Chu people's navy, they began to sing Chu folk songs. This scene made them jump for joy, and they couldn't help themselves. Coupled with the wailing and screams of the Yan people on the river, it was so beautiful that it made people feel numb.

Ha ha,

Yan people,

But that's all!

Deng Jiuru opened his mouth wide, trying to yell, but his throat was completely hoarse, and the smell of blood filled his throat.

He couldn't believe it,

those on the river,

It's Dayan's soldier,

He is the son of Dayan,

He brought them across the river by himself,

But I have no way to bring them back.

it's not true

This is not true!

hundred years,

Never had the Yan people suffered such a disastrous defeat!

No,

Even for hundreds of years,

Even in defeat,

The Yan man was also facing forward, and when he was about to die, he also fell forward. How could he ever be so embarrassed?

but this time,

in my own hands,

This scene,

Appeared!

Deng Jiuru's eyes were full of tears,

humiliation,

Sad and indignant,

confused,

The veteran seemed to be in a state of magic.

for hundreds of years,

In my own hands, the Yan people lost the pride in their bones,

it's my fault,

Is my own incompetence,

It is my unforgivable!

What family heritage,

What kind of grandson seizes the heir,

What is the rivalry between the courts,

Compared with the scene in front of me,

It's a joke!

General, we will escort the general to break through!

The soldiers of the Deng family, that is, the servants, gathered around Deng Jiuru at this time. The big river behind them was hard to cross, really hard to cross, so they planned to escort Deng Jiuru to rush out, even if they couldn't cross the river for a while, but as long as they rushed out , hide, and finally have a chance to escape!

Deng Jiuru violently pushed away the loyal servant,

At this time, because he has no hair or beard, he is not in a disheveled state, but the hysteria in his eyes is indeed so clear.

I am the leader of the Left Army, I will not retreat!!!

Deng Jiuru continued to raise the battle flag.

I am the Deng family, I will not retreat!!!

The battle flag continued to wave.

I am the head of the dynasty, I will not retreat!!!

The savages began to break through, and the servants of the Deng family began to fight with the surrounding savages.

The old general is already old, and the old warrior's energy and blood are declining. Even when he was young, he was a good soldier in the army, but at this age, it is difficult to mobilize his energy and blood to fight.

He carried the battle flag,

Staring fixedly ahead,

The servants of the Deng family also fell one by one.

But at this time, his old age has become the most aggrieved thing for Deng Jiuru.

The leader of an army does not need to be a high-quality warrior like Tian Wujing, or a high-ranking warrior like Zhenbeihou, and he can still command the army to attack the city and pull out the village while talking and laughing.

But Deng Jiuru wished that he could be younger. If he was still young, if his qi and blood had not decayed to this point, he could kill a few more savages as a backup!

Whoosh!

An arrow hit Deng Jiuru's chest,

Deng Jiuru leaned on the flag and knelt down on one knee, holding the flagpole with his right hand, and holding the arrow that pierced his chest with his left hand, with blood continuously overflowing from his mouth.

A black figure killed several members of the Deng family in an instant, and appeared in front of Deng Jiuru. It was Sang Hu, the general of the army under the command of the Savage King.

At this time, Sang Hu's body was also covered with scars, and in some places, the bones were deeply visible, but he had the last laugh, and the victory was decided!

He took a step ahead and came to the Lord General of the Yan people, like a priest, he opened his mouth and chanted:

The stars are above, if you are willing to surrender, I will give you a warm light.

This is persuasion,

A kind of persuasion from above,

A way of persuading surrender by fully interpreting the victor's attitude,

Rather than persuading surrender,

It's better to take advantage of this opportunity to satisfy my spiritual needs.

see

The lofty generals of the Yan people,

He is kneeling at my feet,

He will beg for my mercy, he will beg for my forgiveness!

Deng Jiuru grinned,

At this time he,

with all my strength,

Opened the mouth and said:

One day, my Dayan iron cavalry will sweep across the snow field...

Sang Hu's gaze sank.

Savages, the clan will be wiped out!

Deng Jiuru yelled out the last three words,

at the same time,

Before Sang Hu made a move,

Deng Jiuru directly grasped the arrow in his chest and pierced deeper into his body.

puff!

Sang Hu just raised his palm, but before he could drop it, the veteran had already killed himself in front of him.

Even if he is dead, his body still can't fall down by kneeling with the flag.

hehe.

boom!

Sang Hu kicked over the veteran's body.

He knelt down, put his mouth close to the ear of the old general's corpse, and said softly:

On the snowfield, only the exterminated tribes would issue such pale and useless curses in despair.

After finishing speaking, it seemed that he still had more to say, and added:

The Holy Race will surely prosper.

at the moment,

Jiang Shang,

The singing of the Chu people drifts with the wind;

Jiang Nian,

Yan Ren's body went down the river.