Chapter 479: On the banks of the Yingshui River, a fight for life and death
The next morning, Zhao Wushuang, who had not slept all night, was in shock.
But suddenly a sound was heard.
"Bang da."
The window was smashed open by a bird of prey.
Zhao Wushuang's eyes widened when he saw the giant eagle holding a box in its mouth.
The giant eagle glanced at Zhao Wushuang, put the box down, and then left.
Zhao Wushuang quickly got up and ran to the window, picked up the box, and opened it carefully, only to see dozens of talismans placed inside.
There is also a piece of paper written on it.
[Put the talisman on the boat and travel to the waterway to protect the food and grass.]
Zhao Wushuang reacted.
"forage?"
He was startled for a moment and quickly called out: "Here comes someone!"
In just one hour, the team loaded with provisions can set off, and there is a ship waiting for them when they reach the 'evil' place.
A talisman was affixed to the boat, and the grain and grass were carried to the border.
Wait until the food and fodder are disembarked.
The accompanying officials were frightened and opened the bag to inspect the grain, but were suddenly stunned.
“No damp or mold!”
The officials were shocked after checking each one.
"It's really amazing!"
He thought he was going to lose his head, but he didn't expect that he could still survive. Maybe, he might even be recorded with a meritorious service.
"Quick, quick, load the car quickly!"
When Dongyucheng's army ran out of food and fodder, the arrival of this batch of food and fodder immediately relieved their urgent need.
The morale of the army was shaken, and the soldiers at the border gradually recovered their strength after having food.
But there is only one person with many worries.
The accompanying general asked: "Your Majesty, the matter of food and grass has been solved, why are you still sighing?"
Zhao Zhen shook her head, but didn't explain anything.
At this point, he was already at the end of his rope.
The next step should be the final battle.
Zhao Zhen immediately said: "Reorganize the three armies, Xiao Jun is coming..."
As expected.
That night, Dongyu City was attacked at night.
Outside the city, countless torches lit up, and bursts of killing sounds rang out in the area beyond.
"kill!!"
The long sword is stained with blood, and there are countless arrows.
However, this time, it was beyond Phytolacca's expectations.
He could clearly see the situation of the Xiang army through the light of the fire. It seemed that he had been prepared for it and his combat power had not weakened in any way.
"Miscalculation..."
By this time, Phytolacca also understood that Zhao Zhen had found other ways to raise food and grass.
Now it's a strong attack.
"Assemble all troops immediately!"
Shang Lu said coldly: "This battle will determine the outcome of the world!"
The wind was blowing loudly at night.
In the swaying light of the fire, there are all the lights and shadows of swords.
At dusk, Zhao Zhen, wearing battle armor, stood on the tower and looked at the battle situation in front of her.
Everyone on the battlefield looks ferocious.
Between life and death, just a moment.
The fighting continued all night, and there were corpses everywhere under the city, thick smoke billowing, and rivers of blood.
Shang Lu mounted his horse and led the troops in front.
He held a long sword in his hand and drove straight in.
Sweeping away with the knife, the sword trembled.
Under that firelight.
Zhao Zhen on the city tower looked at Phytolacca on the battlefield.
Shangwei seemed to feel this gaze and turned his head to look.
A ray of morning sun rises.
In a trance, the faces of these two people were illuminated.
Both Phytophaga and Zhao Zhen had a meal.
Shang Lu frowned, then withdrew his gaze and continued fighting with the knife.
But Zhao Zhen, who was on top of the city tower, was in a daze.
"It's him..."
They both recognized each other.
Things in the world are such coincidences.
Zhao Zhen pondered for a long time and then said: "Take my long bow!"
Zhao Zhen drew her long bow, put on the arrow feathers, and slowly moved her eyes towards the Phytophthora striata who was fighting with a knife in that scene.
Fully draw the bow and let go immediately.
"stop--"
The arrow feathers flew through the air.
Shang Lu felt a chill on his back. He suddenly turned around and raised his hand to grab it.
The flying arrow feathers were caught in his hand.
Shang Lu looked at Zhao Zhen who was holding a bow on the tower, then took the sword in his hand and threw it towards him.
"Give it back!!"
An eighth-level warrior holds the arrow feathers as a bow.
This arrow was slightly faster than the one shot by Zhao Zhenman's bow.
"Your Majesty, be careful!!"
The soldiers beside Zhao Zhen had quick eyesight and quick hands, and blocked the sword with their swords.
"bite……"
With a crisp sound, the arrow feathers deflected and were nailed to the logs of the tower.
The soldier's jaw was sore from the shock that it seemed to have split open.
The soldier said: "Your Majesty, please forgive me."
Zhao Zhen waved her hand and said: "He is an eighth-grade warrior, I don't blame you..."
The soldier paused for a moment and said in a daze: "Eighth Grade..."
If it wasn't for the eighth grade, how could Phytolacca go into battle in person?
Even if he had absolute self-confidence, Phytolacca would not have risked his life otherwise.
At least on this battlefield, no one can do anything to him.
Seeing that Zhao Zhen was fine, Shang Lu turned around and continued to fight. His momentum was overwhelming, and no one could stop him.
In a fight, from the moment the sun rose to noon, there was no winner or loser.
Shangluca breathed a sigh of relief, and with blood all over his body, he mounted the white horse and returned to the camp.
"His Majesty!"
"His Majesty!"
As soon as he returned, he was surrounded by people.
"I beg your Majesty not to put yourself in danger again."
Several generals were frightened.
Shang Lu snorted coldly and said: "I have already entered the eighth level, who can stop me? Furthermore, when I came, I promised that I would live and die with my soldiers. Do I have to hide in the camp like you?
"
When the generals heard this, their faces became a little confused.
Shang Lu wiped the blood from his face and said: "If we lose this battle, our country will be destroyed and our family will be destroyed. Even if you are lucky enough to survive, the Xiang army will not let you go! Either go into battle, or
I will kill you now!"
As soon as these words came out, several generals were startled.
The Phytolacca, covered in blood, was filled with murderous intent at the moment, and no one dared to say no.
The gap between the two sides is not big, if someone falls, someone will make up for it.
From the rising sun to the setting sun.
And from that dark night to dawn.
In just two days, there were countless casualties.
"Zhao Zhen!!"
A voice sounded from under the city.
Zhao Zhen looked around and saw the blood-stained pokeweed.
Shang Lu stared at him and said: "Three days later, we will have a life-or-death showdown by the Yingshui River. Do you dare to answer?!"
Zhao Zhen looked at him and said, "As you said!"
The two armies retreated and reorganized themselves.
Three days later, the two sides each led more than 100,000 troops and faced each other on the banks of the Nayingshui River.
The war horses tread the water, and the military flags wave.
The coaches of the two armies looked at each other from a distance.
One is old and the other is in his prime.
I recall the time when the two of them rode horses all over the world and went south to see Liuyun Taoist Temple.
Shang Lu couldn't help but feel in a trance. In the blink of an eye, they actually met on this battlefield, and it was a life-and-death battle.
After this battle, regardless of victory or defeat, the world will come together and become one.
"kill!!"
"kill!!"
In the silence, a murderous sound suddenly sounded.
The two armies collided, and blood splattered across the mountains and rivers.
Countless figures fell down, and blood flowed into the Yingshui River, dyeing it red.
Wolf smoke is billowing and war drums are beating!
In a trance, it seemed that the sky was dark, the earth was dark, and thunder was surging.