Xiang Jingming led his subordinates to break into the Xiliang people's camp. They rushed left and right and were invincible, killing them until they were covered in blood.
"Qianchang," the guards following him reminded loudly, "the brothers are almost exhausted. We can't break in any more."
The Yingling Legion's strength was not large to begin with, and some troops had to be allocated to support Huang Ming and Lei Long on the Yi Road, as well as Xia Bangwei on the Yangguan Ancient Road, and the manpower was even more stretched.
At midnight last night, while the Xiliang people were sleeping, they sent out troops from several directions to sneak attack, and they were able to kill like a fish in water.
However, after a long battle during the day, the shortcomings of the Yingling Legion's shortage of manpower were quickly discovered by the Xiliang defenders.
Moreover, all the battles at this time took place between camps.
The surrounding space is relatively narrow, and the cavalry cannot increase their speed even if they have it.
The mounts were useless, and the soldiers on both sides were almost fighting hand-to-hand. The whole battle suddenly became a tough battle based on numbers.
Xiang Jingming looked around, laughed and kicked away the Xiliang soldier in front of him.
"Nonsense, don't we have many brothers following us?"
"But," the guard rushed over and gave the unfortunate guy a knife, then got up and looked to the west worriedly.
"The semaphore in the rear shows that a large number of enemies are organizing to the west of us, preparing to cut off our left wing in one fell swoop."
Once the left wing was cut off, they were left alone and surrounded.
The consequences are almost predictable.
"What instructions does the general have?" Xiang Jingming asked.
"Go on the offensive and bring the fire to their core."
"That's it." Xiang Jingming turned around and headed north again, "The rescue is something that all generals should consider. What brothers have to do is follow me to the north and kill all the enemies in sight. Kill them.
The Chinese army will go."
Behind, watchtower.
Kong Chunhui put down the telescope and tapped on the map.
"Send the order and order the front army to continue to fight forward at all costs. The Chinese infantry will go up to the eighth battalion and block the enemy in the west. They must not be allowed to cut off the good situation that the forward fought desperately to achieve."
"Yes!" The ordering soldier immediately shouted and waved the order flag.
"General," several military advisors next to him were sweating profusely, "all our cavalry have gone out to fight. If these infantry are sent out again, the rear defense will be almost empty. If..."
If the Xiliang people detach a force and go directly to Yingling Station, they will be made dumplings soon.
Kong Chunhui understood the worries of the military advisors and just said calmly, "The Xiliang people don't dare."
"Friendly forces from all sides will definitely arrive on time. If the Xiliang people dare to separate their forces and come to attack us, let alone whether they can defeat us. They will die faster."
"My General Kong." The military advisors were jumping anxiously, "The journey is long and the enemy is heavily intercepting them. General Huo and Master Xia may not be able to arrive..."
Report!
Before the military advisor's voice fell, a soldier jumped off his mount in a hurry.
"General, General Huo, the general guarding Yanjie Fortress, has led 60,000 troops to Peishi City and is fighting from west to east. The progress is going smoothly."
Ha ha.
Kong Chunhui was overjoyed when he heard this. He laughed and patted the military advisor on the shoulder, "Let's see."
The distance was too far, and he knew he couldn't see far, but he still couldn't help but raise his telescope and stretch his neck to look to the west.
The military advisors glanced at each other and said to each other, "We will wait for Master Xia now."
As long as Xia Bangwei can arrive and withstand some of the pressure, even if everyone in their Yingling Legion presses forward, they will have nothing to worry about.
To the west, the Changyang tribe is stationed.
Yang Kaiming, the leader of the Changyang clan, seemed to have gone crazy. He kept laughing and his face turned pale.
Three years ago, the Xiliang royal court decided to march eastward.
Although the Changyang tribe is not big, it has been demanding people and food since the leader of the tribe, and has been following its leader Xue Yue to kill the enemy on the eastern battlefield.
Unfortunately, good intentions were not rewarded. Some time ago, a group of people emerged from nowhere and burned down the settlement in their hometown in Changyang.
If some tribesmen hadn't rushed to help Xueyue put out the fire, there wouldn't even be a single person left.
Afterwards, Xueyue Zhiyong returned to the grassland to take charge of the overall situation, but Yang Kaiming, as the clan leader of Changyang, was retained.
"Enlightenment." Xue Yue Zhiyong specifically found him before going back, "The Changyang tribe is a foregone conclusion, and you can't change the outcome even if you go back. It's better to stay and continue to do your part for the Xiliang army."
"If you can capture Peishi City or even kill Luoxia Mountain, you will be a great contributor. Yunchui Land is rich in resources and has a large population. When the time comes, you can have as many people as you want..."
Yang Kaiming stayed like this, but he didn't expect that the result would be like this.
"Clan leader," the guard next to him pointed tremblingly at the Yunchui soldiers who were gathering like a tide in front of him, "did you see that?"
"So this is why that bastard Xueyue Yingxiang mobilized our tribes to defend the perimeter."
On the surface, it seemed like a good thing not to allow them to attack the city, but in the end, they came out to resist the more powerful Rock Hammer Fortress.
This is driving them to death.
"Chief, let's run away quickly. As the saying goes, if you keep the green hills, you won't have to worry about running out of firewood. If it's too late, it will be too late."
escape?
Yang Kaiming put away his sad laughter and stared blankly at the huge word "Huo" in front of him.
"Where are we going to escape?"
The guards raised their hands and pointed north.
"Go north. As long as you break out of the confines of Peishi City, there will be roads everywhere. Let's take a detour and then head west back to the grassland."
Yang Kaiming smiled bitterly, "What then?"
Let’s not talk about whether we can escape in the chaos of war.
If they fled back like this, any Xiliang general, including Xueyue Zhiyong, could detain them and behead them on the spot just for the word deserter.
In addition, the settlement in my hometown has been burned to the ground. It is estimated that the tribesmen who survived because they went to put out the fire also left Changyang and joined other tribes.
They will only be bald commanders when they return, and they will not be able to see the light of day. It can be said that life is worse than death.
The guard was at a loss for words for a moment, so he had to murmur to persuade: "Chief, no matter what, it is better to be alive than to be dead. The grassland is boundless, and I believe there will always be a place for us to go."
Boom, boom...
A series of loud noises sounded.
Yang Kaiming and others couldn't help but leave in search of reputation.
The defense system they had worked so hard to lay out was as fragile as tofu. In the blink of an eye, countless gaps had been breached by the fortress soldiers, without stopping the opponent's progress at all.
"kill!"
The sound of killing filled the sky.
The fortress soldiers, led by the generals, roared and rushed forward.
Changyang's soldiers didn't even think of resisting or blocking, and they all scrambled to escape.
Many people even threw away their weapons in order to run faster.
However, many people were quickly overtaken and their necks were wiped or stabbed dozens of times in an instant, and they died on the spot beyond hope.
Looking at those crazy enemies, the guards trembled.
"Clan leader, the Yunchui people have gone crazy. Don't say that we are the main force of Blood Moon and Angel coming here, and we will die or not."
"move."
The army was defeated like a mountain.
Seeing the tribesmen he was familiar with one by one being killed or running madly towards the center of the camp, Yang Kaiming closed his eyes in pain.
"Walk."
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