Six hundred and fortieth chapters extinct bliss three
Chapter 643: Destruction of Bliss (3)
"Where is the silence? The Hetao letter is engraved here. No matter how big the world is, who dares to fight with me!" The letter suddenly shouted in a long voice. Amidst the violent shouting, the two soldiers of the Holy Sect were frightened, and then
The double-edged battle ax engraved on the letter violently swung across their necks, leaving only two bodies still spurting blood.
Li Wuyan was furious, but in the end he did not choose to step forward and challenge Xin Ke. Li Wuyan was brave, but it did not mean he had no brains.
Due to his identity, he still retreated every step of the way when he was being killed. He was no match for Yan Lege, so why should he challenge him in a duel?
The sound of the letter was like thunder. Even though the shouts of killing were loud on the battlefield, his voice still spread far away. Even Cheng Xianqing had to sigh with emotion: "With such a fierce general in Hetao, no wonder he is invincible in the south and north!"
Xin Ke's violent shout seemed to be the last straw that broke the psychological endurance of all the soldiers of the Wuyan Legion. Including the soldiers around Wuyan, they all turned around and ran away after regaining consciousness.
However, they had no retreat at all. Behind them was the original garrison camp of the Hirō Legion. Although Hirō had withdrawn the main force from the camp, he still deployed almost all the crossbowmen in the legion here.
As soon as they saw the defeated army in front retreating, the crossbowmen immediately fired thousands of arrows, forcing them back alive.
It was a pity that these soldiers had this invincible murderer in front of them, and behind them were the cold bows and arrows of their own comrades. They were unable to advance or retreat, so many of them had no choice but to turn around and fight, and were soon drowned in the violent sound of horse hooves in the Hetao.
"The Wuyan Army has been defeated. Next, it should be the Mata Alliance in Hetao!" Dan Wubian said with a smile, but looking at Pinglang's still cold face, Dan Wubian hurriedly bent down and said: "
The commander was indeed very clever and calculated, knowing that Wuyan could not resist for long. Now the military camp is densely populated with crossbowmen, and there are also a large amount of tung oil and other fire-kindling materials. If the Hetao cavalry rushes in, their bones will be buried here.
The place!”
Ping Lang still had no expression, but Wu Bian was right. He had indeed made a series of arrangements for Hetao. However, Hetao had dominated the world for so many years, and Xingke was a famous cavalry general in Hetao. Can he be fooled?
It is still an unknown number. After all, Xin Ke is definitely different from a fierce general like Yan Lege. His thoughts are so delicate that even he cannot compare with him.
I don't know whether it was intentional or lucky, but one hundred thousand Hetao cavalry passed through the position of the Liewuyan Legion, but missed the big fish of Liewuyan. But the good luck of Liewuyan ended here.
Behind the Hetao cavalry is the Destruction Legion led by Li Xiaomo himself. The Qinchuan soldiers and the Holy Sect of Paradise are also old friends who have fought against each other many times. When the two sides meet, they exchange cordial greetings with swords and swords. At this time, there is no one.
There are still more than 10,000 remnants of the Yan Legion, and there are at least 3,000 soldiers beside Li Wuyan. However, the number of soldiers in Li Xiaomo's legion is as high as 100,000, and the formation is tight and steady, which does not give the Wuyan Legion any chance at all.
Opportunity, Li Xiaomo quickly completed the siege of the Wuyan Army. The 20,000 soldiers he personally led almost surrounded the Wuyan Army so tightly that even a fly could not even think of flying out.
The soldiers of Qinchuan were also tough enough. When they passed by the battlefield, whenever they saw the corpses of the soldiers of the Holy Bliss lying on the ground, they would always stab them or cut off their heads directly. However, no one could
What they didn't notice was that when they saw the wounded soldiers or the bodies of the dead soldiers who had fallen to the ground in the Hetao cavalry, they actually stabbed them quietly. But they didn't realize that this would bring Qinchuan a lot of trouble in the future.
A great disaster has come.
The cruelty of the Qinchuan soldiers also aroused the fierceness of the Wuyan Legion. Everyone knew that if they fell into the hands of the opponent, they would not be able to survive, even if they pretended to be dead. Therefore, although they were at an absolute disadvantage in terms of military strength,
, but each of them brought their bravery and fighting spirit to the extreme. Even if they died, they would drag Qinchuan soldiers with them to be buried with them.
"Remove all the soldiers in front, prepare the crossbowmen!" Li Xiaomo still felt sorry for his soldiers after all. When he saw the Holy Sect of Paradise starting to go crazy, he shouted in a deep voice.
"Legion Commander, it's better not to use it." Li Zexing, Li Changshen and others quickly opened their mouths to dissuade him.
"Legion Commander, we have long wanted to kill all the bastards like the Holy Sect of Paradise, and the crossbowmen will go into battle. Although it can reduce our losses, it will inevitably leave regrets in the hearts of the soldiers!" Li Zexing said hesitantly.
Li Hao also opened his mouth and said: "Legion Commander, we have never fought such a hearty battle. We have never felt that we are as men as we are now. Even if we die under the sword of the Holy Sect of Paradise, we will have no complaints.
regret!"
There was a wry smile on Li Xiaomo's lips, but a hint of pride arose in his heart. These are the passionate men of Qinchuan from 800 miles away. They are the real warriors on the battlefield. Although due to family reasons, they cannot perform on the battlefield.
They have to show their true level, but as long as they have a chance, they will never back down!
"Legion Commander, just promise us, I believe all the soldiers think the same way!" Li Zexing and others begged almost in unison.
Li Xiaomo's eyes slowly swept over the people around him. Everyone he saw stood up their chests hard, and their eyes exuded a strong fighting spirit. Li Xiaomo suddenly understood
, they not only want to fight to the death with the Holy Sect of Bliss, but perhaps the more factor is that they want to vent their anger and dissatisfaction!
Qinchuan is the head of the three great families. The elite soldiers of Qinchuan are not inferior to Qingfeng's main army at that time, and Qinchuan also has many talented people. But no one expected that the battle at Yinfeng Castle would last for fifteen years.
The entire army of ten thousand was wiped out, the north gate of the family was suddenly opened, and Qinchuan lost Yinfeng Castle, which was originally a natural moat. Unprepared, the situation fell completely into the control of Hetao.
In the decisive battle of Caiziba that followed, the Qinchuan soldiers who fell into Hetao's trick were defeated again. If Hetao hadn't taken action for Li Xiaomo's sake, who knows whether Hetao would have let them live.
When did Qinchuan's army, which once dominated the southeast, fall to this level? In their view, this was not a crime of war, but the use of too many conspiracies and tricks by the river, otherwise Qinchuan would never have fallen to such a level.
However, now that Qin Chuan has surrendered, they have nothing to say, and they don't even know how to vent their anger. Therefore, they have never been so eager for a battle, a battle where they risk their lives!
Thinking of this, Li Xiaomo suddenly became enlightened. He didn't say anything, he just drew out his sword with a swipe and pointed it straight ahead.
The shouts of killing became fierce again!
The desperate soldiers and the angry men of Qinchuan, their collision is destined to be the intertwining of iron and blood.
A Qinchuan soldier had just inserted his knife into the opponent's chest, and a Bliss soldier had already rushed towards him, and chopped off his head without hesitation with the big knife in his hand. However, the Bliss soldier had not responded yet.
When he came to his senses, a huge hammer had hit his head, and the red blood and white brain were immediately covered with the hammer.
As the commanders of both armies, Li Xiaomo and Li Wuyan were not to be outdone. Their weapons were already covered in blood. Li Wuyan's entire upper body was dripping with blood, but his expression was still tough. It was obvious that
In the battle just now, countless Qinchuan soldiers had become the dead souls killed by his sword.
The battle continues, no one retreats!
Whether it is the Holy Sect of Paradise or the soldiers of Qinchuan, they are all striding forward. There is no fear in their eyes, or they have forgotten what fear is. The reason why they fight is not for honor or victory, just four words, very
Four simple words, life or death!
The Legion of Destruction finally gained the advantage in strength, and after the momentum of the Bliss Soldiers gradually turned crazy, although their lethality increased greatly, their rationality disappeared a lot, and they could only use brute force. But what puzzled Li Wuyan was that Destruction
The legionnaires could actually take advantage of this shortcoming and easily annihilate their own side, but their soldiers seemed to have gone crazy, and they all fought for their lives in the simplest way.
Gradually, there were fewer and fewer Paradise soldiers standing on the battlefield, and the Legion of Destruction had completely completed the siege of the Paradise Holy Cult. When Yan Wuyan once again raised his heavy sword and swung it down suddenly,
The long sword with a handle as red as autumn water had already blocked his attack. Li Wuyan was a little surprised. His sword rarely blocked the enemy, but the opponent not only blocked his attack, but also forced the next sword to fight hard.
He took two steps back, obviously he was not an ordinary person.
Brushing away the messy hair from his forehead, he realized that standing in front of him was a young man with a handsome appearance that could be called enchanting. He was holding a Five Elements Sword that reflected the sunlight in his hand, and the tip of the sword was pointed.
Blood was dripping. But there was not even a single soldier of the Holy Bliss Cult beside him.
"Li Xiaomo?" Xi Wuyan had never seen Li Xiaomo with his own eyes, but he knew who the commander of the Legion of Destruction was, and he had also heard of the legend of the most handsome and enchanting man in the world, so he asked.
Li Xiaomo put away the Five Elements Sword and nodded slightly.
Hui Wuyan gave a wry smile. The earthen pots were broken without leaving the well mouth, and the generals were always killed on the battlefield. He had this realization when he was sent by the leader to the undercover of Qingfeng Army that day. But over the years, he not only stood firm but
, and led one side to conquer hundreds of battles in the south, leaving quite a legend behind. In conclusion, my life has been enough. But why did I regret it at the last moment of my life?
Is he afraid of death? No, he is sure of this! Rebellion is a very risky life, and rebels since ancient times rarely die well. Even if they conquer the country, if they are not sitting on the throne, then
It is extremely common to have your head chopped off. So, why do you regret it?
Suddenly, Yan Wuyan thought of his comrades: Yan Lege, Ming Hui, Jiang Meng, Tu Xian... He recited these names one by one, and Yan Wuyan felt something in his heart. He looked around at the corpses everywhere, and he finally
It’s because I understand why I regret it! It’s very simple, for the ideal that I died in the first place!
I remember that when the Holy Sect of Paradise first started to raise troops, I, Yan Lege and others were all passionate and eager to save the people of the world from the fire and water. But I don’t know when, I gradually changed, and my hands began to be contaminated by innocent people.
The blood stained her more and more, and finally she couldn't extricate herself. However, when did it start to change? Wuyan was a little confused, whether he threw himself on the girl with a grin, or whether he killed those girls without mercy.
Old, weak, women and children with no use value? He didn't know, but he understood that the passionate and passionate Wuyan was already dead, and the only one alive now was an executioner who had lost his ideals and humanity!
Li Xiaomo looked at the Bliss General in front of him with great confusion. Not only him, but all the Qinchuan soldiers were also very confused. They didn't understand why the brave God of Killing God, Yan Wuyan, was so brave just now.
Tears burst into his face for a moment. Could it be that the generals of the Holy Bliss Sect have such poor psychological quality that they cry like this when they lose a battle?
Li Xiaomo was hesitating whether he should capture this man alive or kill him in a duel. Hui Wuyan suddenly laughed wildly. With his hair disheveled, he suddenly swung the sword in his hand, not towards Li Xiaomo, but towards Li Xiaomo.
Hold your waist and abdomen.
The bloody light flashed, and the Zhanma Saber swung from his right waist to the left waist with a stream of blood. He turned his neck with difficulty, and with a clang sound, the Zhanma Saber that had cut several gaps fell to the ground.
And Yanwu's eyes slowly closed. A red line seemed to suddenly appear on his waist, and then his entire upper body slowly fell backward, while his lower body fell forward.
One knife actually cut him in half.
Li Xiaomo took a breath of air. He had never seen someone who committed suicide after defeat, but he had never seen someone so cruel. Moreover, this cruelty was not directed at others, but at himself. Could it be that men really should
Be tough on yourself?
He didn't know that Yan Wuyan actually hoped to use such a painful way to die to atone for his ideals and his lost life. However, even if Li Xiaomo knew, he probably wouldn't say anything, because,
The Holy Sect of Ultimate Bliss is indeed a sin deserving of death!
He Wuyan committed suicide, and the entire legion was wiped out. However, the battle was not over. Xinke and Wu Xiaolangjun's 100,000 cavalry were still entangled with Hepinglang's elite legion.
Passing through the defense zone of the Jiwuyan Army, the vanguard of the Qinglong Army rushed into Hiraji's camp without hesitation. Heiro was cautious, and the camp was full of horse-proof stakes and trenches, and the army's army was concentrated.
Almost all the crossbowmen and most of the leading Hetao cavalry were knocked to the ground from their horses before they could recover, and then were trampled to pieces by the horses behind them.
"The commander is indeed a mastermind!" But Wu Bian looked at the battle ahead and suddenly became very happy.
A smile finally appeared on Heiro's face, but before the smile faded away, his face suddenly darkened. But Wu Biang was wondering if the marshal had learned the trick of changing his face, when he heard Heiro shouting: "
All crossbowmen, withdraw from the camp immediately!"
"Why is this?" But I am very confused.
The messengers hurriedly waved their flags, and the nearly 10,000 crossbowmen in the camp saw this. Although they were very puzzled, they retreated back as planned without hesitation. However, their speed was still much slower.
I saw the cavalry of the Qinglong Legion reining in their horses, putting away their sabers and spears, grabbing the crossbows on the side of the horses, and pulling out special arrows from the back. The arrows suddenly became dyed with a flash of fire.
, they are all specially made rockets.
Following the order engraved on the letter, tens of thousands of cavalry took up bows and fired arrows together, and countless fire dragons pierced the sky. The scene was so spectacular. But what was even more spectacular was that as soon as the rockets shot into Hirō's camp, they immediately caused a fire all over the sky.
Pinglang originally planned to wait for the Hetao army to rush into the camp before setting fire to it, but it turned out that he got the advantage in vain. Except for some clever ones, the nearly 10,000 crossbowmen who were ambushing were all killed in the sea of fire.
Seeing such a situation, Hirang took a breath of cold air: "The five great generals in Hetao are indeed well-deserved! It was just a simple test, and they actually saw through my commander's arrangement!"
But Wu Bian cried sadly: "Commander, what should we do now?"
After all, Hirō is a man who has been on the battlefield for a long time. Although he was panicked, he stabilized his mind and issued various orders in an orderly manner. The area of his tent was not small, and the fire ignited and would not be extinguished for a while.
Therefore, if the Hetao cavalry wants to follow up, they must bypass the camp and attack from the east and west sides. However, the Longxiang regiment in Hetao has already reined in its horses and headed east, and it is obvious that it has already taken action.
"Prepare to retreat!" Heiro shouted flatly.
Among the Hetao army, Xinke happily waved his double-edged battle ax. He didn't know that Hirang had arranged a large amount of fire-kindling materials in the camp. He just felt that if his cavalry rushed into the opponent's camp,
The casualty rate will inevitably increase greatly. In this case, it is better to burn the opponent's camp completely with a fire. Who knows that the attack is unexpected and makes Hirao's arrangement go to waste.
"You little bastards, charge for me!" Xin Ke shouted excitedly, and with a wave of war horses, he bypassed the camp of the Pinglang Army and outflanked the Pinglang Army along the Huai River.
The cavalry was extremely fast and maneuverable, so the fire did not block Xingeng's cavalry for long. However, it caused some trouble for the Destroyed Legion behind them who were responsible for cleaning the battlefield, delaying Li Xiaomo's pursuit.
speed.
Facing the flanking attack of a hundred thousand cavalry on both sides, Heiro was not afraid. Not only him, but also all the soldiers of the Heiro Corps showed no fear. They were not affected by the battlefield situation at all and were still under the general's control.
Under the command, they calmly waved the weapons in their hands. Even though they were facing the elite cavalry from Hetao, their formation was still without any confusion.