Golden Age Legitimate Fei

407. Battlefield choice

"Yes... It’s ink repairing... The spies in front said that they saw the king's flag of the king's palace!"

"Ink repair?!" Lei Tengfeng turned sharply, accidentally kicked down the incense burner placed at the foot. The soldier who stared at the letter and asked, "Are you sure it is ink repair?!"

The soldiers looked at some miserable people in some embarrassment. He just listened to the spies who came back from the front. How can he be sure? I thought about it or said: "The spy is sure to see the Wang Qi of the Mohist Army." The black flag of the Mohist army, the silver plaque, is only hanged when the king himself leads the army.

Lei Tengfeng set his mind and said: "Let the spy come in, I have to ask him personally."

"Yes."

Soon, the scouts who were listening to the situation came in and went to the Lei Tengfeng: "I have seen the world." Lei Tengfeng waved his hand and hurriedly said: "Don't worry about this, you said you saw it. Is the 800,000 Mohist army coming in this direction?"

The spy nodded: "Returning to the world, it is absolutely not wrong. There are more than 800,000. The subordinates are still hundreds of miles away when they see it. At the speed of their march, the subordinates are coming back here. ... at most one hour later, their strikers and horses will be rounded up with Murong Shen and Nanhou’s terracotta warriors."

Lei Tengfeng asked, "You saw the king's flag of the king's palace?"

"Yes, there is absolutely no mistake in the subordinates. Therefore, as soon as I saw Wang Qi, I quickly rushed back." The spy nodded affirmatively. Lei Tengfeng waved: "This king knows, let's go first."

"Subordinates retire."

When the subordinates retreated, Lei Tengfeng fell into the chair with some disappointment, whispering in a low voice: "Mu Xiuzhen... Why did Mo Xiuzhen not die?" General Yang looked worried about Lei Tengfeng. Even the voice: "Shizi... Shizi, do we have to inform the prince first. The prince is only afraid that I still don't know." They are all the Mohist army, they are almost ready to get the news, and they can see the whereabouts of the king. Hidden, and once the hands-on action is swift. I am afraid that the prince is still still in the dark.

General Yang reminded that Lei Tengfeng immediately returned to God and said: "Yes... fast! You can send people to send all the news here to the father. We..." Lei Teng took a deep breath Road: "We first block the Mohist army, at least... at least give the father the time to pass the gods."

General Yang frowned, disapproving of the road: "The world can not be. The king of the military is now more than several times ours. Once with the horses and horses of Murong Shen and others, the soldiers and horses in the hands of the king can reach more than one million. By the time..." When you don't have to fight, you can kill them by the number of people. After thinking about it, General Yang said: "The end will be willing to leave the interception of the king, please Shizi immediately depart to the Wang Yejun."

"No!" Lei Tengfeng categorically refused, even if he is not an opponent of ink repair, he will never do anything that does not go away.

General Yang is anxiously saying: "Please think about the world! For the king, it is the end of a person or the end will be with the world two people, I am afraid there is no difference. Why the world? Why do you make such unnecessary sacrifices? As long as the king and the son Still, my Xiling has the opportunity to turn defeat into victory."

"General Yang..." Lei Tengfeng sighed low. Lei Tengfeng is the son of Zhennan Wangfu. If there is no accident, it will be the master of the future Xiling. How can you not understand what is the choice? However, his "sexual" style allowed him to make a move to leave the soldiers on the battlefield, but it was also extremely difficult.

General Yang decidedly said: "The world, there is not much time. At the end, there will be no grasp of how long it will be able to stop the king, and please leave the world as soon as possible!" Lei Tengfeng closed his eyes and took a deep breath. To Yang’s deep worship: “The Lei Tengfeng is sorry for the generals, and the generals are worshipped by me.” Both of them are well aware that these years are the generals of Xiling or Beibei, which are in the ink repair. None of the hands have a good end. General Yang’s choice to stay is inevitable.

General Yang quickly supported Lei Teng's winds: "The world's children are heavy, and the end will be the body of the Xiling generals for the country. This is not the case. If you can fight with the king, you will die from this life. Let's go." ""

It’s not a glorious thing to escape from the face of the opponent. However, the lessons I have received for many years have also told Lei Tengfeng that I am afraid that I will not be able to leave at this time. More importantly, Lei Tengfeng has the courage to sacrifice for the country, but can not set the town of Nanwang and ignore it for the sake of time. In this battle, Lei Tengfeng did not see the slightest blood, but he was destined to become his lifelong nightmare.

On the mountain road not far from the Xiling military camp, Lei Tengfeng looked back and still looked at a quiet military camp. Finally, he turned his back and waved the whip and said: "Go!" The guards and soldiers behind the Lei Teng body are Silently followed the world to go. They don't know why the world has to leave the military camp suddenly, but as subordinates and soldiers, there is no room for them to speak. All they can do is obey.

The people of Lei Tengfeng were fast-moving, and the distance of a few hundred miles was just arrived at the fourth day of the next day. The sudden arrival of Lei Tengfeng also surprised Lei Zhenyu, and the mind must have made a big event. Otherwise, the "sex" of Lei Tengfeng will never leave his military camp easily. I quickly got up and came out to meet each other. I saw the wind and dust of Lei Tengfeng, and my eyes were red, obviously untiring.

"Tengfeng, what happened?" Lei Zhen asked. When I saw Lei Zhenyu, Lei Tengfeng quickly got up and walked up and grabbed Lei Zhen’s words: "Father Wang... ink repair, ink repair..."

Lei Zhenyu sinks in his heart, and he presses Lei Tengfeng and sighs: "Tengfeng, calm down! Slowly say..." Lei Tengfeng looked at Lei Zhenyu, took a deep breath, dumb voice: "Father Wang... ink repair is still alive."[

Lei Zhen’s heart was shocked, but it was not too rude. From the appearance of the lost soul of Lei Tengfeng, the beginning of the ink repair, Lei Zhenxin has already anticipated some. Lei Zhenyu looked at Lei Tengfeng and asked: "Ink did not die, so you ran back?"

Perhaps it may be that Lei Zhenyu’s calmness has calmly affected the Lei Tengfeng, and the Lei Tengfeng slowly calmed down. Closed his eyes, Lei Tengfeng's eyes twitched slightly: "Mo Xiu repaired with at least 800,000 troops from Fuyang. Plus Murong Shen and Nanhou's terracotta... Father, behind us, at least There are a million ink troops."

Lei Zhenqi sighed softly and raised his hand and patted the shoulder of Lei Tengfeng: "The father knows, you are right." The more than 200,000 Xiling troops can not, and General Yang can die, even He can also die, but Lei Tengfeng can't. He is old, Lei Tengfeng... is the hope of Xiling's future. Lei Teng looked at Lei Zhenduo, he knew everything, but he had to feel embarrassed for his own. If he has the ability to resist the repair of ink, what if he recovers from the death of ink?

As the Lei Tengfeng calmed down, Lei Zhenduo walked to the side to sit down. The fact that Murray’s sudden death and resurrection was also a big shock for him, and he had to start thinking about it again. In the case of ink repair, it is impossible to swindle death, and even hesitate to abandon all the advantages that the Mohist army obtained in the early stage. At this point, Lei Zhenduo can naturally see a trace of the name. If you follow the original situation, you will have to play at least three years and five years to get the winner. Now it seems that...the ink repairing this scam is obviously in order to solve such a stalemate as soon as possible. And it is obviously very effective, at least... now Mo Jingli is probably already solved by him. Otherwise, the Mohist army could not cross Fuyang so quickly. There is also a army of nearly a million... that must be the original horse of Mo Jingli.

"Mu Jingli that waste! This king is really looking at him." Lei Zhenyu Shen Sheng.

"Father Wang, Mo Jingli is not an opponent of ink repair." Lei Tengfeng frowned. Lei Zhenduo sneered: "The opponent?! If the king guessed it correctly, the waste was not scraped by the ink repairing with the ink repair. If not, you thought that the ink repaired hundreds of thousands of troops. Where did it come from? Ink repair is not a god. The north is fighting for chaos. It is sparsely populated. What method does he use to transform an army of 700,000 to 800,000 people in such a short period of time?" Nothing else, not just people. Must also be a young and strong man, but also through some basic training. Otherwise, so many people will go to the battlefield, and they will be able to step on their own without killing their own people.

"The father's meaning is that the 800,000 army of Mo Xiu was taken from Mo Jingli?" Lei Tengfeng shocked.

Lei Zhenduo sneered: "Is there any other possibility? You just said... Murong Shen and Nanhou are not in the army?" Lei Tengfeng nodded, although he did not understand this, but contacted Shangmo Xiu The sudden appearance of Lei Tengfeng still feels a little wrong. I will report all the things that have been traced to Lei Zhenduo. Lei Zhenyu frowned, not to mention Lei Tengfeng, that is, he himself did not understand this time Nanhou and Murong Shen did not wait to go back to Feihongguan with the ink repair round, but also where to go. I didn't want to understand what I didn't understand. Lei Zhenduo told the generals and the aides to pay attention to the repairs of Mo Xiu and the movements of Mo Jing Li Nan Chu. Then they regained their gaze on the Feihong Pass. This is the end of the matter, at the speed of ink repair, they want to retreat is too late. What's more, if it is so slickly removed from the face of Xiling and where to put it? If the ink repairs are still chasing afterwards, it will be even more unhelpful for Xiling. In addition, Lei Zhenduo has a vague feeling, this time... will be the last time he played against the Mojiajun.

Feihong shut, the Mo Jiajun is still a singularity, waiting for it. Feihong is off, and the Xiling army is equally powerful and stunned. On the upper floor of the city, Ye Li and Yuan Zhen’s old general stood side by side, standing next to Feng Zhiyao, Leng Yuyu, Han Mingyue, Qin Feng and others. General Yuan Zhenyi smiled and said: "It seems that Lei Zhenduo has a heart to attack Feihongguan. Look at this battle... If he does not attack Feihongguan, he will not retire." Feng Zhiyao frowned: "Lei Zhenduo What is wrong with the medicine? Is his injury still not good?"

Yeli nodded and said indifferently: "Without two or three months, his injury will not be good."

"Look over there..." Han Mingyue, standing on one side, raised his hand and said a touch. The crowd looked in the direction he pointed, and there was a tall man in an armored shirt standing in the fluttering position behind the army. Feng Zhiyao frowned: "That is... Lei Tengfeng, how could he be here? He shouldn’t be with General Murong... It’s hard to be...” Ye Li categorically said: "No, Lei Tengfeng is dealing with one person. It is impossible for Nanhou and General Murong to join forces. Lei Tengfeng’s face is not very good. It should be something out there.” Han Mingyue raised his eyebrows: “Wang Hao is so confident? If so, why General Murong and Nanhou Not yet back?" Ye Limei, shook his head and said: "This... I don't know."

Han Ming sighs, and 呻 吟 了一 指 指 指 指 指 指 指 指 指 指 指 指 指 指 指 指 指 指 指 指 指 指 “ “ “ “ “ “ “ “ “ “ “ “ “ “ “ “ “ “ “ “ “ “ “ “ “ ?"

Yuan Xiao dissatisfied with a glance at Han Ming: "Han Xiaozi, what is this, as long as the old man has a sigh of relief, Feihongguan will not break!"

"Then you must live long and long." Han Ming has pulled his lips and smiled.

The people on the tower of the city said that they were happy, and the mood of the Xiling generals under the city was not good. Especially when I saw the large piece of white clothes, it was heavy in the eyes of the people in Xiling. It is a sneer to see them in the eyes of the people in Xiling. A temperamental Xiling general led the horse to rush out, with a long gun in the hand on the city floor, cried: "The people of Mojiajun, still can't come down to death!"

Above, Feng Zhiyao licked his lips and said: "It seems that people in Xiling are eating the wrong medicine today. Good. The son will come to you." Feng Zhiyao’s right hand is on the wall, and it’s swaying. The red clothes floated directly from the city. On the battlefield, Feng Zhiyao also put away his own folding fan, and the sword in his hand smashed toward the general. The general was also a famous stalwart in the Xiling army, and the Mo Jiajun had deep hatred and hatred. At the beginning, Mo Xi repaired his family in the people killed in the Xiling Imperial City. At this time, I saw Feng Zhiyao rushing over, and also pointed out that the long gun did not avoid the flash and smashed toward the phoenix. In a twinkling of an eye, the two men passed the seven or eight strokes and no one took advantage of it. Feng Zhiyao's thin lips twitched slightly, whispering softly: "It's a bit interesting. This son wants to see what you have to dare to call the Mojiajun to death."

"Wang Hao, no..." The Yuan dynasty suddenly watched the sigh of the eye and said: "Come on Feng San back!" Unfortunately, it was too late, and the voice of Yuanxiao was not lost. The direction of the distance is "shot". The people upstairs could not help but exclaimed: "Feng San?!" Suddenly shocked, Feng Zhiyao was not surprised. A dive forward, falling on the horseback of the Xiling general who wanted to take the opportunity to withdraw from the battlefield. That Xiling generals turned over and wanted to knock down the phoenix, but did not want to cool the neck and planted the horse. After Feng Zhiyao killed the Xiling generals, he did not dare to stay for a moment. He flew in the direction of the tower and finally fell into a circle in front of a city gate at the last moment of his feathering. In the barrier, I avoided it.

Lying down on the ground, Feng Zhiyao gasped and sweated. He has just clearly felt that the feather arrow "plugs in" his brain "shooting" has passed, can escape this sudden blow, it is really a blessing.

Just as Feng Tianyao gasped and secretly thundered and thundered, the two sides had already fought. Soon, the Mohist soldiers who opened the gates of the city rushed out of the gate. There are too many people in the Xiling army. If you don’t leave the city and refuse to enemies, once Lei Zhenduo has to go out and use his life to fill the wall, he will not be able to keep it in the morning and evening. The best way is to let the Xilin army approach the Feihongguan tower. However, the loss to the Mohist army is too great, and it is really unknown when it can be adhered to. But now, they can't do anything but keep it.

As soon as the Mo Jiajun left the city, he was caught in the siege of the Xiling army. Less than 100,000 soldiers and horses out of the city, compared to more than 600,000 Xiling army, the difference is really too big. Although the Mohist army is brave, there is not much chance of winning in such a sea of ​​people. However, under such circumstances, the Xiling army suddenly had a group of people in the "disorder" army. These people are dressed in yellow clothes, and they are more fierce than ordinary Xiling soldiers. In the case of one-on-one, even more than the soldiers of the Mohist Army. They have just joined in a while, and many of the Mohist soldiers have died tragically. Although it is not enough to incite the Mohist army's defense line built by the flesh and blood, it is expected that the end of the time will be expected.

"It is Jin Yiwei." Like the secret guards of the Dingwangfu and the Dachu royal family, the special soldier who guards himself in the hands of Lei Zhenduo is called Jinyiwei. Lei Zhenduo even took out his own private guards can be said to be hidden killers, and everyone can feel not only Lei Zhenduo's determination to break the Feihongguan, but also a hidden impatience.

"Qin Feng, how many people did Kirin bring?" Ye Li asked quietly.

Qin Fengdao: "The three teams stayed in the city of Liang, the two teams followed General Lu, the first team followed General Zhang, the remaining six teams were in Feihongguan." Over the years, the Kirin members have about 3,000 people, divided into 12 teams. . This time, it is not easy to understand that it is difficult to keep the flying stagnation. Qin Feng has transferred all the idle unicorns to Feihongguan, which has been needed from time to time. Ye Liu nodded: "Very good, the four teams stopped Jin Yiwei, the remaining two teams... Dagger!"

"Subordinates lead!" Qin Fengshen "color" awe-inspiring, a gift to the leaf glass, turned to the next tower to mobilize the man.

Among the "disorder" army, a group of black people appeared on the battlefield. Less than a thousand soldiers and horses are not eye-catching in the Mohist army, which is also a black "color". But when they rush into the middle of the enemy, they feel their terrible attack power. The Mohist armymen who had been in danger of fighting with Jin Yiwei were separated. The Jin Yiwei, who had been struggling to resist the original Mohist army, seemed vulnerable in their hands. Their martial arts may not be higher than Jin Yiwei, but their means are obviously more effective than Jin Yiwei, and they know how to cooperate better than those who are proud of Jin Yiwei. The five thousand Jinyiwei, which was originally invincible, was quickly divided into small pieces and then annihilated one by one when it was over a thousand unicorns. The other two pairs rushed toward the rear of the Xiling army with a forward trend. In the process, many people are left behind or even die, but the rest of the people are still rushing forward.

Lei Zhenduo and Lei Tengfeng sat on the horseback and looked at the unicorn who was killed in the distance with the Jinyiwei. "This is Kirin?"

Lei Zhenshen’s "color" dignified nod, even on the battlefield of mixed chaos, can still see under the blade of Kirin, Jin Yiwei, who has always been so relieved, is reducing at an alarming rate. Arrow!" Such a terrible terracotta warrior must not allow him to exist. Lei Zhenhao's hand whip a finger, and sighed.

"Black cloud ride, put arrows!" On the city floor, Yeli also made the same order. For a time, the arrows on the battlefield were like rain, and it was said that the Mohist army was still the number of deaths and injuries of the Xiling army.

"Father, look there!" Lei Tengfeng screamed, pointing forward.

Lei Zhenduo glimpsed, and a team of 500 people seemed to be a black-colored feather arrow that came straight to the heart of the Xiling army. On the battlefield, hundreds of thousands of Xiling soldiers and horses actually let them kill a **** road and rushed over here. Lei Tengfeng frowned: "They want to assassinate the father?! Fast, let the arrow!" But it is not so easy, the first arrow of the Xiling Ma Ma and the horse has just been released, these people are quickly dispersed to integrate into the Xiling In the army. If you want to put an arrow, you can only shoot and die with your own people, and with these people's hands, I am afraid that most of them will be killed. But once the danger is lifted, these people are reunited at the same speed, and even in the process, they are still moving forward. If you look carefully, you will find that these people have always maintained a battle of spreading or gathering.

"Father and father, you should avoid it first." Lei Tengfeng worried. If the usual Lei Tengfeng will never make such a suggestion, but now the father is seriously injured, it can not be done at all. Once these people rushed to the front... the consequences would be unimaginable.

Lei Zhenyan’s eyes were so heavy that he looked down at his wound and sighed. “No! They can’t get over!”

"Father Wang!" Lei Tengfeng disapproved of the road. Lei Zhentao waved his hand to indicate that he did not have to say it, and told the generals to "catch these people at all costs!"

"Yes!"

With the banner of the command, a number of Xiling soldiers gradually moved closer to the town of Zhennan. The two teams of Qilin finally fell into a heavy encirclement, but even so, they did not have the slightest mess and measures, as if there was only one goal in the eyes, always moving forward, forward...

"Wang Hao, can't kill Lei Zhenduo, let them withdraw." On the city tower, Leng Yuyu looked at the black "color" anxious road in the dark yellow.

Ye Liang closed his eyes and did not answer.

Next, Qin Feng whispered: "They can't withdraw, and they won't withdraw." Because these two unicorns, which are only five or six hundred people, let the Xiling horses and horses on the battlefield nearly one-third of the battlefields withdraw. The role of Zhennan Wang to the Xiling army is only higher than that of the Mohist army. However, the current Zhennan Wang is too weak and cannot afford the slightest accident. They don't need to kill Lei Zhenduo, as long as they make everything to kill Lei Zhenduo, it is enough to make the Xiling army nervous. These unicorns are destined to become victims of this war.

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