Conquer all worlds starting from the mythical Three Kingdoms

"Surrender or die?" Wulianghe Ashu said arrogantly.

Everything is going according to the predetermined script. The enemy has been surrounded and it doesn't matter whether we are exposed or not.

Lu Meng's face turned pale. He and Zhou Yu must have been disturbed by some kind of power, otherwise how could they have overlooked such a simple mistake.

They relied too much on the White Horse's reconnaissance capabilities and completely ignored the existence of a legion like the Fifth Skylark that could manipulate light and shadow.

The enemy's troop camp is occupied by Bai Ma, and there is no way for him to get in. How can he be 100% sure that all the enemy's soldiers are inside the camp?

Even if we take a step back, it would be easy to extract 20,000 to 30,000 people from hundreds of thousands and hide them.

"There are only Xinghan generals who died in battle, but no Xinghan people who surrendered."

Lu Meng originally wanted to use words to delay time, but when he saw that the soldiers under Wulianghe Ashu had already started drawing their bows and arrows, he knew that the other party had no intention of listening to his nonsense, so he made a prompt decision and shouted angrily.

"Then go to hell!" Wulianghe Ashu waved his hand coldly and gave the order. Arrows fell rapidly from all directions like locusts.

However, in the next moment, a twisted and rotating field suddenly appeared above the heads of the Xinghan army, directly bouncing away most of the arrows.

"Gravity distortion?" Oswald's pupils shrank slightly. Even if others didn't recognize it, how could he not recognize it? Feixiong almost beat him to death.

"I can only hold on for a quarter of an hour! Counterattack immediately!" Blood was oozing from Lu Meng's nostrils, but he couldn't care less at the moment. He roared and ordered a counterattack.

Tens of thousands of Danyang elite soldiers under his command frantically shot thousands of arrows, pouring as much firepower as possible on the enemy. However, the distance between the two sides was not far. After only three waves of arrow rain, the troops of both sides were about to engage in battle.

"Oswin, Urdu, Africanus, charge forward!" Lu Meng shouted.

He took some Danyang and the imperial guards and headed to the rear.

There are wolves in front and tigers behind. Compared with the three Mongolian cavalry corps in the rear, the Mongolian cavalry arriving at Junhun head-on are more troublesome.

However, at this time, retreating would only lead to pursuit, and the enemy might even take advantage of the situation to attack the main army headquarters. The only way now is to concentrate all the elite forces and launch a fierce attack on the front, which would give them a glimmer of hope.

Rushing over and joining Lu Xun could at least tie down some of the enemy. Besides, Bai Ma was nearby and would inform Zhou Yu as soon as he found anything unusual, thus avoiding a surprise attack.

"These bastards are Mongolian cavalry. Raise the eagle flag and attack with all your strength!"

Africanus roared, the thing about war is that you never know what will happen next.

They had originally just come to see what this so-called Mongol ally was like, and Xinghan's arrangement was also to let them play a minor role, but they did not expect to suddenly fall into such a desperate situation.

But it doesn't matter. When enemies meet, they are extremely jealous of each other. He will not make a mistake about the group of bastards in front of him being Mongolian cavalry.

The Mongols are now Rome’s biggest enemy. Rome’s fall from glory is all thanks to the Mongols.

The flag-bearer raised the eagle flag high, and the wind and clouds reversed. At the moment the flag-bearer waved the eagle flag, a huge cloud funnel appeared in the sky above the Roman Eighth Eagle Flag Giant Legion.

The surrounding essence of heaven and earth was madly drawn over by the fully aroused Eighth Eagle Flag, and was transformed into starlight by the Eagle Flag and madly poured into the bodies of the soldiers of the Eighth Giant Legion.

The soldiers of the Eighth Giant Legion, who had reached the level of the Royal Guard purely by relying on basic qualities, were madly absorbing the starlight.

In just a moment, the size of the soldiers of the Eighth Eagle Flag Giant Legion changed dramatically, and the weapons that originally seemed a little unwieldy became much more suitable for the hand.

The height, which was about 1.78 meters, quickly increased, the muscles began to swell, the body began to stretch, and the originally flesh-colored skin was quickly covered with metallic color.

"rush!"

Africanus swung the mace in his hand and smashed it hard on the Mongolian cavalry in front of him. Because they were in an ambush, these Mongolian cavalry were unable to charge forward completely. The distance between them did not allow them to do so.

In contrast, the guards led by Oswin and Urdu also found it difficult to launch a charge, but this distance was enough for the infantry, and the giants under Africanus had complete advantage.

With a dull thud, the nail hammer directly smashed the Mongolian cavalry soldier in front of him.

The Eighth Eagle Flag Legion, which took the lead in launching the charge, launched a fierce attack under the leadership of Africanus. Facing the Soul of the Military Legion of more than 10,000 people in front of them, they showed no fear and directly suppressed them with their terrifying size and unimaginable strength.

With their strong bodies, the Eighth Eagle Flag Corps easily suppressed the Mongolian cavalry. After stealing the qualities of the Mongolian cavalry in battle, the qualities they displayed completely surpassed those of the Mongolian cavalry.

This talent is actually a variation of the Persian Burning Talent, and later in the hands of Africanus it became a shortcut to transform into a giant.

Although it would put it at a great disadvantage in a group battle environment, it was quite useful in this narrow road situation at the moment.

However, as a perfect all-round cavalry, the Mongolian cavalry, after realizing the problem, used the power of military soul to offset the stealing ability of the giant army and launched a counterattack.

"Oh!"

Africanus staggered. Even though the opponent was so close to him, he was able to ride his horse and hit him hard. If he had not naturally used defense and force reduction at the moment of being hit, he would have been knocked down and trampled.

Normally, the Cavalry Guards would be restrained when encountering their heavy infantry, and relatively speaking, the gap between them and the opponent is not that big, so why are they in such a difficult situation?

The skills displayed by the opponent were completely targeting their weak points. Especially as the fight went on, the opponent became more and more familiar with their fighting methods and fighting styles, and soon began to reverse the situation and fight back.

The same was true on the other side, the scimitar cavalry led by him were also real guards. A slash of their scimitars had considerable lethality within a range of several meters.

Combined with the scimitar cavalry's inherent rotating stance, the arc of the cut can even form a circle of offensive protection around the body.

In addition to Urdu’s own mental image, it is called the Dissolution of Mental Image. Of course, it is now uniformly called the Legion Talent according to Xinghan’s name. This talent can be used to eliminate one of its own talents to strengthen the effect of another talent.

At this moment, Urdu deepened the arc cutting, but he was still no match for the Mongolian cavalry. No matter whether it was the arc light thrown out or the arc drawn by the blade, it would be easily intercepted and broken by the Mongolian cavalry.

Obviously, the destructive power and extension force of the arc light are greatly enhanced after being strengthened, but the problem is that it is meaningless if it cannot hit the opponent's body.

Urdu's face looked ugly. He understood that he was being completely crushed by the opponent. Nine out of ten times when he swung his sword, it would be blocked by the opponent, and the remaining one tenth would only leave a shallow scar on the opponent's body.

If he hadn't had teammates around him, it wouldn't have taken much effort for the other side to wipe him out today.

"Urdu, go help General Lu. You can't help here!" Oswald saw through Urdu's troubles and asked Urdu to leave.

"Hmph!" Urdu slashed fiercely with his sword, killing a Mongolian cavalry soldier. Helplessly, he turned around and charged towards the rear with his scimitar. Not only could he not help Oswald and the others by staying here, but he was also a burden.

Oswald's face was solemn. After Urdu left, the area of ​​their battle expanded further and the situation became increasingly difficult.

He asked Urdu to leave. In fact, he was not much better than Urdu. Even with the blessing of the Eternal Golden Sun, the Golden Sun Knights under his command had a hard time fighting.

The opponent is not much stronger than them, but he just reacts faster, is a little faster, and has more strength than you. When all these strengths accumulate together, you become unable to fight back.

If Oswald had not seen the world and had an immortal heart, the golden sun in his heart would have been eternal and indestructible, which would have allowed him to barely resist.

The Mongolian cavalry on the opposite side were no pushovers; they were the backbone on which the Mongol Empire relied to expand across its territory.

"The 300-man team in the middle will counterattack and strangle them from the side!" Lu Meng frantically commanded his soldiers.

"Retreat to the southeast side, let the opposing cavalry in, and send the assault cavalry out!"

When Lu Meng saw Urdu approaching, regardless of the situation, he quickly used his legion command ability to mobilize his troops to make way for Urdu. He also led the opponent's more fragile assault cavalry into the encirclement of the guards, trapping the opponent in the middle.

"Rain of arrows, ready, shoot, cancel frontal suppression, and shoot all arrows!" After Lu Meng blocked the enemy's assault cavalry, he mobilized as many Danyang soldiers as possible to carry out rain of arrows and sniper attacks.

After Urdu ran to the rear, he finally began to demonstrate the combat effectiveness of his scimitar cavalry. A flash of light swung over, and even if it didn't cut the opponent in two, it would at least leave a deep scar that could be seen to the bone.

"What's the situation on the front!" Lu Meng asked in a voice transmission.

"I'm afraid I can't penetrate it. I'm useless from the front!" Urdu replied after looking fiercely at the soldiers in front of him.

When Lu Meng heard this, his heart sank. If they really could only retreat from the rear, the two cavalrymen might be able to retreat, but the imperial guards and Danyang would definitely not be able to escape.

Even if someone was there to cover the rear, it would be of no avail because the enemy were all cavalry and were too mobile.

"Oswald just told me that the opponent was a little impatient and it was unclear what happened to him later." Urdu told Lu Meng Oswald's inference.

After all, the Mongolian cavalry in front always gave Oswald a feeling that he wanted them to rush over. They clearly had the advantage and could strangle them, but instead of taking a steady approach, they seemed a little impatient, as if something was urging them on.

"Impatient... Lu Boyan, it must be Lu Boyan who brought people to attack!" Lu Meng's eyes lit up.

He and Zhou Yu fell into the trap because they had more or less encountered the enemy's officers and officers, and might have been tricked by the enemy in some way without realizing it.

But Lu Xun was different. Lu Xun had never fought with the enemy before, and Lu Xun's misjudgment of his talent might have caused omissions in the enemy's predictions or some means. This is why Lu Xun was able to send troops so timely.

"Send a signal to the sky, and see if you can call General Zhao and the white horse over. Since we can't charge over, then don't charge, just hold on!"

Lu Meng took a deep breath and made a bold decision.

The legion's attack exploded in the sky and turned into specific symbols. Lu Xun, who sneaked out of the city, looked gloomy. Fortunately, he was prepared in advance this time. If it weren't for his spiritual talent that could avoid most of the calculations, Lu Meng might really be in trouble.

When he received the news from Zhou Yu, he felt something was wrong, so he led people secretly out of the city to prepare for rescue. Sure enough, the other party had an ambush.

"Forced march, full speed ahead, we don't have much time!" Lu Xun was a little anxious. He was not sure if the other side had scouts watching, but he was sure that the fact that he had left the city would not be hidden for long.

The number of enemies outside the city was not large, and they were still attacking the city. For the time being, the other side did not dare to move.

But if the delay is too long, the other party may turn around and wrap him up in it.

Zhao Yun on the other side also looked at the signal in the sky. After just a moment, he realized the problem.

"A distress signal. The white horse should have scouted that area...the secret art of light and shadow?" Zhao Yun's face suddenly became serious.

Bai Ma actually has a way to deal with the secret art of light and shadow. As long as they rush over, the flowing wind will tell them whether there is anyone around. With a quick move, they can kill the hidden person directly with a knife.

Then, just conduct a carpet search and kill all the enemies who are hiding and have not raised any clouds.

But this is based on the fact that they are conscious. If they are not conscious, they will also ignore the enemies ambushing in the process.

After all, they couldn't see anything at super speed, so they had to slow down before they could start reconnaissance.

"Oh no! Something's happened to Lu Meng and the others!"

"White Horse Volunteers, follow me to rescue them!"

A huge momentum like a natural disaster rose into the sky, conveying its presence to Lu Meng.

After receiving the signal, Lu Meng's expression instantly improved a lot. At least if the white horse could come over, the situation on their side would be much better.

However, the White Horse Army is not a frontal combat type of army. Even if it can alleviate the situation, it is just drinking poison to quench thirst. The real target is still Lu Xun.

"General Zhao's White Horse Volunteers?"

Lu Xun also felt Zhao Yun's presence and looked a lot more relaxed. He only brought 10,000 elite soldiers with him and was really worried that he could not help Lu Meng. With Zhao Yun's help, his chances of winning would be much higher.

"After all, this side is closer to us. For this ambush, the enemy only chose to attack one city gate. I was wondering what they were planning before, but it turns out they wanted to surround the point and attack the reinforcements!" Lu Xun's face was heavy.

"We have to be quick, otherwise we'll be in trouble if we get stuck!"