A single spark can start a prairie fire, let alone Quelehodo?
The soldiers of the Western Region Construction Corps were destined to die no matter what, no matter how many they could pull, it would count. Soon, this place became a hell on earth, with raging flames rising into the sky.
There is no place in the entire northern border army camp that is a pure land.
"this......"
Zheng Yuxing was frightened and trembled all over. He had been on the battlefield for more than thirty years. When had he ever seen such desperate people? Why were they like this?
What are they protecting?
He doesn't understand.
He has always boasted that he can understand the thoughts and psychology of soldiers at all levels in the army, but at this time, he still cannot understand the people of the Western Region Corps...
for what?
For the sake of family and country?
For honor?
For military glory?
Or for - freedom?
"General, general, let's run!"
"General, it's all burned, it's all burned!"
"It's really too late to run any further!"
All the generals around him tried to persuade him.
At a glance, almost half of the 100,000 people in the Northern Army had been burned... Everyone was running around with their heads in their hands, rolling on the ground, and some people were already running into the distance, trying to put out the fire in various ways...
.However, this Quelehodo is like a gangrene attached to the bones, which cannot be shaken off even if you want to. The more you run away, the bigger the fire will become...
Just ten minutes...
Many people have been completely burned to ashes.
Screams, panic, howls, shouts of death, curses...
One after another, it's like a ghost crying and a wolf howling.
"Retreat, go back and reorganize the army and fight again!"
No matter how unwilling Zheng Yuxing was, he could only shout angrily.
The third prince was frightened a long time ago and ran wildly on horseback. He is the person who cherishes his life the most here. This Ling Chen is simply a madman! This Western Region Construction Corps is also a bunch of madmen!
Keep the green hills and don’t worry about running out of firewood!
There are nearly 100,000 troops at Rongshan Pass. Who is afraid of them?
This time, these people from the Western Region Construction Corps brought their own destruction, and their losses were also considerable!
We must take down the driver!
Zheng Yuxing thought so too.
He fought this war too hard.
When running away in a hurry.
He has already sent a flying pigeon message to Rongshan Pass, asking the generals to set off quickly. He believes that at this time, the chariot division will also be in a mess if they use this method of injuring the enemy by one thousand and damaging themselves by eight hundred.
.Kill them with a single shot, and you will definitely be able to take down the driver!
...
War is ever-changing.
Information is like fire, speed is the key.
The man stationed at Rongshan Pass at this time was Zheng Yuxing's first general, Nie Feng.
"General Nie, General Zheng is asking for help, urgent help!"
"What?"
Nie Feng's expression changed upon hearing this. Looking for help?
Could it be that General Zheng was defeated? Impossible! Zheng Yuxing is a famous general of Pingdi. He is not afraid of the fierce army of the Huns. He has been unable to set foot in the Central Plains for more than 30 years. How could he be defeated by a mere group of "militiamen"
?
"How much help do you need?"
Nie Feng asked.
"All, all..."
Hearing this, Nie Feng stood up suddenly, his heart tightened, and he quickly issued an order. A hundred thousand troops quickly reorganized their armaments and attacked the chariot division overnight!
At this moment.
Another scout crawled in and said in panic: "General Nie, Jiang Xuan of Liangzhou, with 50,000 troops, is making noise outside the pass!"
"What did you say?"
Nie Feng's eyes were splitting, and he said angrily: "When did they set off? How come there was no news at all! Huh? Where are the people in our army in Liangzhou?"