Forty thousand soldiers quickly approached the opponent's camp and heavily surrounded the opponent!
"Follow me and charge forward!" Nangong Ruoli took the lead, holding the sky-blade dagger tightly in his hand. Without saying a word, he left the bunker and pushed directly towards the opponent's camp.
At this time, Leng Gongzi's soldiers around the camp did not rest, but rested against the campfire.
Forty thousand people rushed out together. The sound caused by the resonance naturally woke up these soldiers. Seeing a weak figure approaching here, all the soldiers stood up one after another.
"Who is coming?" a general asked loudly. He did not expect that it would be the enemy's soldiers and horses, because Mr. Leng had already set up many hidden sentries in anticipation of the enemy's opportunity.
Not only that, there were dozens of scouts following the team closely.
Nangong Ruoli didn't say a word. He slipped his feet and used his body skills to swing out more than ten feet away. He was only seven or eight feet away from the enemy's team.
Now the general finally noticed Nangong Ruoli's clothes and shouted loudly: "The enemy is attacking! Get up quickly -"
A bright arc of light flashed out of thin air, and the general's words stopped abruptly. A flying knife about an inch long was stuck in his throat, and his accuracy was unparalleled.
At the same time, Nangong Ruoli had already rushed into the enemy team first, like a tiger rushing into a flock of sheep, and the sky-blade dagger was like a poisonous snake in the night, constantly taking away lives one after another.
At this moment, the 40,000 elite soldiers behind him also rushed into the opponent's camp.
In a hurry, some of the opponent's 30,000 troops were killed by the sword before they even raised their weapons!
The battle turned into a one-sided situation. The Leng family troops who were caught off guard kept letting out screams and screams. They were horrified. Red blood gradually flowed down. The bonfire was flickered by the huge murderous aura.
At this time, Leng Gongzi led 70,000 soldiers and horses to the place where Nangong Ruoli's 10,000 soldiers and horses were expected to ambush.
The two teams of men and horses circled around from both sides and gradually approached the dense bushes that were the best place to hide.
Mr. Leng's handsome face was indifferent, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly. She used her spiritual consciousness to detect the bushes and found that there were no birds inhabiting them. There was only one reason for this. There was an ambush inside, which scared away the resting birds.
Mr. Leng's current cultivation level is at the first level of heaven, and his spiritual consciousness is also extremely huge. Although he cannot cover the entire bush, he can still do half of it.
However, although the spiritual sense is wonderful, it can only feel the existence of the other party, but cannot clearly see through the spiritual sense. At this moment, Mr. Leng noticed that in this bush, heavy breathing was constantly coming out.
voice.
"Hmph!" Mr. Leng sneered and said, "How dare an ambush soldier reveal such a heavy breath? Brat, do you think I'm just an ordinary soldier without a trace of cultivation?"
After saying this, Su waved his hand and said softly: "Surround us and shoot with random arrows!"
Seventy thousand people quickly divided into several teams and surrounded the entire bush, blocking all escape routes.
At the same time, 70,000 people bent their bows and set arrows at the same time, aiming clearly at the bushes.
"Let go -" Following Master Leng's command, 70,000 arrows shot out at the same time, and the sharp sound of breaking through the air broke the silence of the night.
Arrows were like locusts, and the boundless rain of arrows covered half of the sky, and they fell hard into the bushes.
"Let go -" Mr. Leng gave another order and released five rounds of arrow rain. Only then did he faintly feel that something was wrong. Although there was resistance from the bushes, the arrows would not hit even one person when they fell.
Don't hit it.
Why was there no sound at all from the bushes? A layer of cold sweat suddenly broke out on Mr. Leng’s back, and his face changed drastically in an instant.
"No, we've fallen into a trap! Go back! Hurry -" Mr. Leng shouted loudly, turned around and rushed back towards the camp down the mountain.
The ambush here turned out to be fake? Turned out to be fake? Mr. Leng clenched his teeth, a trace of annoyance flashed in his eyes.
He actually fell into that nasty little devil's trick. It seemed that the 50,000 people who were originally ambushing here had already been moved out by him with the power of secretly attacking Chen Cang!
The other party's only target was the 30,000 people he had left at the foot of the mountain. He used 100,000 people to fight against 30,000 people. The result was conceivable. If he rushed back in time, he might be able to slightly make up for some losses.
When the 70,000 soldiers heard the order, they turned around and ran down like crazy. Although they didn't understand why the general rushed back suddenly, the duty of soldiers was to obey orders, so they didn't hesitate at all.
And just when they ran five or six feet away, the bushes behind them suddenly erupted into a hail of arrows, and 10,000 Nangong Corps soldiers poked their heads out of the bushes.
The arrows were fired towards the opponent as if they were free of charge!
It turned out that Nangong Ruoli had learned from the experience of fighting in the Rain Master tribe. The ten thousand people in ambush used wooden stakes to protect their bodies, and the tops of their heads were all hidden under the thick branches of shrubs, so that the opponent's arrows failed one after another.
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At this moment, if Mr. Leng leads his troops to charge in, Nangong Ruoli's ten thousand people will most likely become cannon fodder, and none of them will be able to escape!
But Mr. Leng was as smart as Nangong Ruoli expected. He immediately noticed something was wrong, and directly thought that the main camp was being attacked by surprise, and quickly rushed back to kill him.
And this happened to fall into Nangong Ruoli's trap. After several rounds of fire by 10,000 people, a large number of Leng Family Corps soldiers fell one after another.
Mr. Leng's heart skipped a beat. The fight only lasted less than one round, and he had suffered heavy losses!
All our own soldiers and horses followed him and rushed back, leaving his most exposed back to the enemy. Under the dense rain of arrows, he naturally suffered heavy casualties.
"Don't look back, rush down quickly! Their arrows are not enough to hold on any longer!" Mr. Leng shouted loudly.
Finally, the Leng family's regiment broke out of the range of the arrow rain, but at least 10,000 people stayed behind and withdrew from the battlefield forever!
Master Leng's heart was filled with turmoil. Since his debut, no one has ever made him suffer such a big loss in the military, not even his own father.
The remaining less than 60,000 people were extremely fast. In less than a stick of incense, they had already arrived at the foot of the mountain. The scene in front of them really made Mr. Leng almost faint.
The entire camp was in a mess, with corpses lying scattered on the ground. The horses and weapons were also confiscated by the opponent, leaving only a few empty tents.
In particular, there were a few big words written in blood on the big account: "Little girl, this talented young master will wait for you in vain!"
This naked gangster's words made Mr. Leng's chest feel as if he had been hit by a sledgehammer. He spat out a mouthful of blood and almost fell down because of the rage.
At this moment, she suddenly felt helpless in her heart. She didn't even see the opponent's shadow, and the entire team of 40,000 people had already been consumed!
I can't bear this kind of consumption, and now I have less than 60,000 people left. With my 60,000 people fighting against the opponent's 100,000 people who have suffered almost no losses, how should I fight this battle?
It would be okay if the other party was an ordinary general. After this big loss, Mr. Leng had completely put aside his contempt for Nangong Ruoli.
Only at this moment did she truly believe that that little devil was actually a genius in military combat. The sense of oppression he brought to her was something she had never experienced in the ten years since she had been sensible.
It was all due to my previous carelessness that I had just fallen into the other party's plan, but the other party's grasp of the time, location, and own psychology had reached such a terrifying level.
After several fusions, he ate more than 40,000 of his own people in one fell swoop. An unprecedented sense of frustration swept through his body, and his whole body became cold, as if he had lost all his fighting spirit.
At this moment, a snow-white figure flashed past, and a small beast walked directly through the group of soldiers. When he opened his mouth, a black shadow shot directly towards him!
He reached out to catch the black shadow, and a small gray cloth bag appeared in front of him, with a big smiley face painted on it with blood.
"Little girl, I have to collect the gift I gave you, and remember to keep it well next time. Others will not give it to you again as innocently as me! Haha!"
A line of disgusting writing appeared in her eyes. Mr. Leng gritted his teeth and his chest heaved violently.
Especially that big smiling face, as if he was laughing at her, which made Mr. Leng almost crazy. He gritted his teeth and tore open the cloth bag, and a small pink object fell from his palm!
Why is this thing so familiar? This was Master Leng's first feeling, but his eyes were soon replaced by anger, and two balls of flame jumped in his eyes.
"Nangong Ruoli, I'm going to kill you!" Mr. Leng shouted to the sky, pretending to be crazy.