Jun Jiuling

I saw a thick smoke rising from behind.

Is it on fire? But it's not like...

As soon as the thought flashed through, he heard a few more bangs, this time he knew where the thick smoke came from, it was a dozen stone bullets flying in.

After landing, there was a burst of fire, blood, and chaos. The originally neat army formation seemed to be smashed flat.

What the hell is this?

Tuoba Wu was shocked.

There was no time for him to think, the booming sound continued, and the entire rear army formation was completely chaotic.

Steady! Tuoba Wu finally reacted and shouted angrily, How many soldiers and horses are here? Don't retreat! Those who retreat will die! Let's fight!

Hearing this order, the soldiers in the army were not polite when they saw the companions running towards them, and the crossbowmen immediately shot sharp arrows at these people.

Suddenly another piece fell.

But this didn't stop the rout like the attack on Chengguo Public Relations Fort where the fugitives were threatened with death.

It's the Qingshan Army!

Green Mountain Army!

The rear army formation was completely disintegrated in the billowing thick smoke, and the golden soldiers shouted in horror and fled. These three words seemed to be monsters and ghosts, which were more terrifying than the sharp arrows shot in the face. They avoided the sharp arrows shot by the front army formation , ran wildly to both sides to the four fields.

This completely messed up the entire rear formation.

Tuoba Wu was both angry and shocked.

What kind of army is Qingshan Army? Why make his warriors so afraid?

He looked forward, the booming sound seemed to stop, and the entire rear army formation seemed to be rolled by a giant, which was horrible.

Stone bomb? fire bomb?

Follow me. Tuoba Wu shouted, drawing his sword, and he also got down from the watchtower.

What he was afraid of was Cheng Guogong, but it didn't mean that Tuoba Wu was a coward, just a single person could scare him.

He is about to lead the elite soldiers into battle in person, and teach this ignorant Zhou Bing a lesson.

Just then there was a sharp whining sound.

What is this? Tuoba Wu looked subconsciously, and saw dense spears flying from the air.

Seeing these long spears, the fleeing golden soldiers screamed in horror, and ran desperately to both sides, but the golden soldiers in the phalanx who were about to charge from behind did not react, and the rain of long spears had already arrived in front of them.

There were screams suddenly, and countless golden soldiers were pierced and flew up, and many of them were not one or two, but several in a row.

The entire phalanx seemed to be smashed down by ten thousand nails, and the ground was immediately covered with strings of golden soldiers.

The pierced Jin Bing was still alive, screaming and struggling.

The phalanx in front was horrible, like purgatory on earth.

The knife and ax in Tuoba Wu's hand almost fell to the ground.

This, what is this?

My lord, my lord. A soldier staggered towards him, Retreat quickly.

withdraw?

He was advised to retreat when he was about to win a big victory on his own territory? What a joke.

Tuoba Wu raised his hand and chopped the soldier to the ground.

How many are they? he growled.

About five thousand. A general said hastily.

He thought it was tens of thousands of people, five thousand soldiers, what was he afraid of! Tuoba Wu was even more annoyed, seeing the more and more disintegrated golden soldiers in front of him, the phalanx was no longer formed.

And just ahead, a crowd of people is approaching.

At first glance it may seem overwhelming.

To be able to make a long-distance raid, everyone must have horses, not just one. Everyone is wearing armor. Even if you are far away, you can see that these armors are extremely sophisticated. The iron helmets are decorated with red tassels, flying in the wind.

Not only soldiers and horses, there are also ten carts lined up in front of them, which seem to be baggage carts, but they are in strange postures. At this time, the rows of spears above them are shining coldly in the sunlight.

Those long guns are issued from here.

What's this? Ballista? Ballista?

Tuoba Wu looked surprised, he had never seen this kind of weapon in Zhou Bing, and it was extremely rare to see such weapons and horses equipped with this kind of momentum.

Zhou Bing's equipment has always been somewhat shabby, except for Cheng Guogong's direct subordinates, it is rare to see the whole army able to wear armor.

Is this also Cheng Guogong's pro-army?

Tuoba Wu's eyes fell on the banner of reinforcements.

There are many colored flags in the square, but there are two big flags, one is the very familiar Zhou Bing flag, and he knows which army it belongs to without looking at the lace according to the flag color and lace. This is the Shun'an Army.

The Shun'an Army of Hejian Mansion is a bit far away from here, and it stands to reason that the Yongning Army is close and convenient to come.

But another big flag...has never been seen before.

Tuoba Wu narrowed his eyes and saw that it was a scarlet red flag, fully six feet long, with three large characters on it.

Is that... Qingshan Army?

Where did it come from? he said, gripping the long ax again, and was about to step forward. Give me, warriors...

Before he could finish his sentence, there was a sharp sound of piercing through the air, and the long gun mounted on the baggage cart suddenly hit like rain again.

Having seen how powerful the rain of spears was, the formation of the golden soldiers suddenly fell into chaos, and the entire left wing collapsed.

Although it was far away, when those long spears flew up, Tuoba Wu subconsciously backed up and raised his knife and ax to block.

terrible.

Using a long spear as a crossbow bolt, no matter how powerful it is, it can penetrate the city wall.

How can a human body of flesh and blood compare with a city wall?

When did Zhou Bing have such a magical weapon? If Zhou Bing had this sharp weapon, wouldn't he be invincible?

Tuoba Wu only felt cold in his heart.

And after this wave of crossbow arrows, those chariots and horses retreated, and the opponent's men and horses changed their formation and assembled into a circular formation to move forward.

It is said to be a circular formation, but it is not like a circular formation.

Tuoba Wu stared blankly, the army formation seemed to be very slow, but it was also very fast, and it had rushed into the camp of the golden soldiers in the blink of an eye.

The original slack rear camp was like breaking into a bison.

The battle of spears and sabers is extremely tragic.

The shouts of killing were like thunder, and the golden soldiers who faced the battle assembled into formations several times, but they were all dispersed by the circle formation.

From time to time, cavalrymen rushed out from the left and right of the circular formation, quickly slashed and cut off the golden soldiers' formation, and quickly retracted them, like flexible arms.

There are countless casualties in every impact, including gold soldiers and Zhou soldiers, but no matter how many people fall, the Zhou soldiers are all expressionless, and the army formation has not collapsed.

Seeing the elite soldiers under him falling down continuously, Tuoba Wu finally recovered from the shock.

Such a brave and brave Zhou reinforcements are not inferior to Cheng Guogong's personal army, no, they are even more powerful.

Is this the backhand that Cheng Guogong hid?

Why haven't we found any news? Ever come out?

This Qingshan army killed me with hundreds of people and thousands of people in Bazhou. The general beside him said anxiously, Let's retreat quickly, my lord.

Yes, this Qingshan army not only has powerful weapons, but also extremely weird formations. Others also hurriedly dissuaded, Let's retreat to the camp.

withdraw?

Tuoba Wu looked ashamed and looked back at Guan Bao who was still besieging and fighting behind him.

Probably because he heard that reinforcements were coming, Cheng Guogong's army was excited, but the Jin soldiers who had the upper hand were a little afraid and retreated again and again.

Zhu Shan is about to be killed!

Give me some more time. Tuoba Wu roared.

Even if this reinforcement is a sharp weapon, it is impossible to easily break through his army formation. As long as it lasts for a while, Zhu Shan will be killed.

That's killing Zhu Shan!

Kill Zhu Shan! Kill Zhu Shan! Now or never!

Your Majesty, the Qingshan Army is treacherous, and the Seventh Prince is still in the camp. A relative said hurriedly.

Tuoba Wu was very clever, but at this moment, there was a vibration sound from afar.

The sound was the same as the one that fell on this side of the camp just now.

Tuoba Wu's complexion changed drastically, and exclamations were already heard in the army.

It's the big camp!

Someone attacked the camp!

it turns out!

Several generals grabbed Tuoba Wu.

My lord, the Seventh Prince is in the camp!

This weapon is terrible!

Hurry back and rescue.

Everyone shouted.

Tuoba Wu has already seen the power of this stone bullet, and the rain of spears and crossbows. If this falls in the camp, it will really be...

His face changed for a moment, and finally he watched Guan Bao who was fighting over there hatefully chopping the knife and ax in his hand to the ground.

Retract the troops and return to the camp. He roared.

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Seeing the golden soldiers receding like a tide, Zhou Bing on the Guanbao finally let go of his last breath, some fell to their knees leaning on their weapons, and some simply passed out in one breath.

Reinforcements!

Reinforcements!

And more people shouted, hoarse and crying.

Are there really reinforcements?

Just now they fought fiercely to the death, they didn't pay attention to the surroundings at all, they just heard the golden soldiers screaming that there are reinforcements, they didn't care to watch or understand, they didn't expect the golden soldiers to really retreat.

Although the generals would not lose their composure like this, mist appeared in their eyes.

I never looked forward to it, but when the real reinforcements arrived, the agitation in my heart was really indescribable.

They raised their eyes and saw that on the messy battlefield, the golden soldiers receded like a tide, while a group of people came rushing like a broken bamboo.

The man and horse were attacking with left and right wings, the military flag was flying, the iron cavalry was trampling, and the spears were like a forest, and they came rolling like a mountain with a strong aura.

The generals naturally recognized the familiar military flag at first sight.

My lord! It's the Shun'an army!

A general standing at the front shouted with joy and turned to look back.

However, he saw that the place where Cheng Guogong was located was surrounded by a group of generals and soldiers. They looked sad and turned a deaf ear to the reinforcements here.

Cheng Guogong's figure was no longer visible.

The general's heart skipped a beat, his face turned pale, and his legs softened.

Cheng Guogong!

Cheng Guogong!

With a hiss, he stumbled and rushed over.

And there is also a group of people galloping out of the phalanx over there. Seeing the soldiers and generals here rushing in one direction, the expressions of this group of people suddenly changed drastically.

Duke Cheng!

Li Guorui, covered in blood, yelled, and jumped off his horse before approaching, his body trembling crisply.

Are you late?

He has just personally felt the number and strength of these golden soldiers. Duke Cheng has been fighting hard for half a month, and tens of thousands of soldiers and horses have been exhausted. Under such circumstances, Duke Cheng...

The last general... Li Guorui's voice was hoarse and he could barely speak, The last general is late...

The people behind them dismounted one after another, and the atmosphere was dignified.

It's not too late.

A mellow voice came from being surrounded by soldiers.

Although weak and weak, but the words are very clear.

This voice immediately made Li Guorui refreshed, and the soldiers surrounded by these words moved away one after another, and at the same time, they all turned their heads to look.

A man in white armor appeared in the sight of Li Guorui and others.

The man was tall and tall, and he didn't stand like a mountain at this time, but sat on the ground, leaning against a lieutenant general, holding a long knife in his right hand and propping it on the ground, which made his back look straight even if he leaned on it.

His helmet has been removed, revealing his face.

He was over forty years old, with handsome facial features and a warm expression. Even though he was covered in blood and wounds at this time, his eyes were still peaceful, which made people look at him calmly.

This is Zhu Shan, Duke of Chengguo, the Northern Martial God of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

Li Guorui was excited and happy, but the next moment he saw that Zhu Shan's clothes under the white armor had turned bright red.

A long gun pierced his chest, the barrel of the gun has been broken off, only the head of the gun is left.

Grandpa! Li Guorui's legs went limp again when he saw the gun point on his chest.

Stand up. Cheng Guogong said in a mellow voice.

The voice was soft but with undeniable strength. Li Guorui stood up straight and looked at Cheng Guogong with an excited and sad expression.

Let me see which good man came to help me Zhu Shan. Cheng Guogong continued, his eyes fell on Li Guorui.

Everyone else also looked at Li Guorui.

This general is very strange, they thought to themselves.

However, Li Guorui didn't step forward to declare his family name, but stood aside instead, and the men behind him also stepped aside.

Is it not him, someone else?

Everyone present was stunned for a moment, and then saw a young woman wrapped in a red cloak appear in sight.

Among a group of tall men in armor, her figure became thinner and thinner. The spring breeze blew her cloak, revealing the corners of her pleated embroidered skirt.

She stretched out her hand, lowered her head and lifted the hem of the skirt lightly, and stepped on the blood-stained ground with her buckskin boots. She walked around a dead soldier's body with a solemn and careful respect.

Everyone held their breath, it seemed that this moment was not on the bloody battlefield, but in the south of the Yangtze River in spring, the willows were Yiyi, the flowers were red and the willows were green, and the twenty-eight girls were busy outing.

Cheng Guogong couldn't hide his surprise in his eyes. Seeing this woman approaching lightly, she raised her head, with a bit of shyness and anxiety on her picturesque face.

She seemed to want to say something, but didn't know what to say, hesitated for a moment, and stretched out a hand from under the cloak.

The small palm is facing upwards, holding a round grain wrapped in tin foil.

You, do you want candied fruit? She looked at the wounded man sitting in front of her and said seriously.

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A chapter of 3,800 words, according to Mao Ni's suggestion, this breath must be uttered together to be perfect.

So there is only one update today, um, this is not a tricky suggestion, don't scold him.