The setting sun is like blood, and the slanting light makes the earth crimson, and the fighting is like a forest, plated with a touch of blood red. Maybe when they are stained with blood, they will turn into a dark red color...
In front of the gate of Fengtian County, 300,000 Monqi Empire's cavalry were arranged in six square formations. Their military appearance was in good order and their fighting spirit was high. The neighing of the war horses shook the heaven and the earth!
The coalition forces composed of various counties have also gathered outside Fengtian County. The black mass is really spectacular. The number is far more than 300,000, but they are disorganized, and the weapons in their hands are uneven and sparse.
A big piece.
There is only a triangular battle formation of about 50,000 people on the right side of the county city. They have bright armor and uniform soldiers. They form a sharp contrast with the coalition forces from the counties around them. This is all the wealth of Zhou Da's men in Fengtian County, two of them.
The generals stood in front of the formation. One was Zhou Da, the governor of Fengtian County. The other had a strange mask on his face and held a cold iron halberd in his hand, which shone brightly in the sunset.
Zhou Da had known that most of the troops sent by the counties were old, weak and remnant soldiers, who were just filling up the numbers, so he simply wore armor and went into battle himself, because the most skilled general in the civil war in Fengtian County was himself, and Liu Qiankun also wore it.
He wore a silver owl mask and carried a cold iron halberd to sweep the formation for him. As for the burdock, he was left in the city and was standing on the tower watching nervously.
A knight from Meng Qi's army galloped out, and sitting on the horse was a young general in white robes. His eyes were like paint, his back was like a tiger's waist, and he was holding a shiny spear in his hand. It had no tassel or wood, but it was made of pure cold iron.
cast.
That young general was Chu Nangui, the son of Chu Tianyun. It was originally a happy event to return south with his father to recognize his ancestors. Unexpectedly, when he first arrived in his hometown, he was met with swordsmen. Naturally, he felt a little surprised and angry: If it weren't for his mother,
I have repeatedly told you to come with troops, but I still don’t know if you can escape unscathed?
Chu Nangui swung his silver spear and shouted: "I am the son of Chu Tianyun, King of Xiping. This time I am returning to the south to return the three living stones, the treasure of the country. Please retreat quickly!" The sound was like thunder, and it was heard several miles away.
There was a commotion among the troops in various counties, and the sergeants were actually whispering to each other, and there was a lot of discussion. Liu Qiankun was dumbfounded and thought to himself: A bunch of such a mob, even if they fight, they will definitely be defeated in one blow, and this waste of time will be wasted.
Fengtian County will provide them with grain and rice for a few days!
In fact, it’s no wonder that the governors of each county have always been on their own. With King Xiping’s army pressing down on the territory, who can be without some selfish motives? If all the family’s wealth is exposed, and if Fengtian County is not protected, then Mengqi’s army will be overwhelming.
Killing God all the way? Even Chu Tianxing had the idea of losing his car to save his commander.
Ta-ta-ta! There was a crunching sound of horse hooves, and four generals rushed out from the coalition army. They were all wearing black armor and black robes, and they looked majestic. The "ten thousand" badge hanging on their chest was particularly conspicuous.
Liu Qiankun couldn't help but be a little surprised. In the past few days, he had also learned a lot about the empire's military affairs from Zhou Da. It stands to reason that those who can become commanders of ten thousand men are first-class strong generals. They really shouldn't agree to this.
These stragglers should gather together in one place. Thinking of this, he clamped his legs on the horse, click, click, click! He walked to Zhou Da's side in a few steps.
"I don't know which county guard is so generous that he is willing to send the captain here?" Liu Qiankun asked softly.
"I recognize these four people. They are all from Mali, Huangyang, Qingping, and Chaochu counties behind Fengtian County. It seems that they are quite sensible. Please take a look, Imperial Master!" Zhou Da extended his hand and pointed at the coalition camp.
Liu Qiankun looked in the direction of his finger and saw four small phalanxes tightly gathered together in the coalition formation. The sergeants had cold faces and neat armor. They were clearly several groups of well-trained and strong soldiers.
Zhou Da added: "Those four counties are the final gateway to the imperial capital. If Fengtian County falls, they will definitely not be able to get away!"
When Liu Qiankun heard this, he suddenly realized: It turns out that the truth is that the lips are dead and the teeth are cold! No wonder they sent out a team of elite soldiers. It looked like there were about 100,000 people. At first glance, it was really difficult to tell. If they were fighting together, these 100,000 elite soldiers would be the same force.
A force that cannot be underestimated.
One of the four captains in front of the formation walked out. He had a lion's nose and a sinister face. He held a thick-backed machete in his hand and shouted: "Bullshit, three lives and ambitions. If you ever think about this Fengtian County, you must first ask
Ask Grandpa about this thing in his hand!" After saying that, he swung the big knife in his hand and took a stance.
"This guy is a strong man under the command of Magistrate Ma Li. His surname is Hu and his name is Gong. Despite his ugly appearance, he really has a lot of hard work under his belt!" Zhou Da introduced in a low voice.
"Yeah!" Liu Qiankun responded in a low voice, but his eyes never left the battle formation. This was a real ancient battlefield. It would be a pity to miss something exciting.
Chu Nangui frowned and said in a deep voice: "How come you are so careless about life and death? Do you really want this general to take your head to be happy?"
This is the scolding formation in the ancient battlefield. First, the two warriors cursed for a while, and then rushed forward to challenge each other. Liu Qiankun was very happy to see it.
"Stop talking nonsense, Grandpa's head is here, just take it if you are capable!" Hu Gong slapped the helmet hard with his left palm, making a muffled sound.
"Seeking death!" Chu Nangui was furious. He clamped his legs on the horse's belly and charged towards Hu Gong with his spear pointed.
The Hu Gong didn't show any signs of weakness. He slashed his machete horizontally and galloped forward to meet him.
The distance between the two was only seven or eight feet, and they met each other in an instant. Chu Nangui used the power of the horse's sprint to shoot him in the chest. This shot was as powerful as thunder and as fast as lightning.
As the saying goes: An inch is long, an inch is strong, an inch is short, and an inch is dangerous. Hu Gong is also a battle-hardened warrior, so he naturally understands this truth. He turned his body to one side and passed the tip of the spear, with the big knife in his hand following.
He swept back up with the barrel of his gun and slashed at the enemy general's hand. His response speed was already beyond ordinary people's.
"Humph!" Chu Nangui grunted, swiped the spear in his hand, and hit the sword.
Clang!
With a crisp sound, Hu Gong felt a strong force coming from the sword, which shocked him so much that he almost couldn't hold the handle of the sword. In shock, he slammed his heels against the horse's belly and the man stepped forward two feet.
Two horses and one mistake can barely avoid this sweeping force.
Chu Nangui rushed forward on his horse and stabbed Hu Gong in the back with a backhand shot.
Hu Gong swung his sword horizontally, trying to block the horse's shot with the broad blade.
Whoosh! The bright spear point penetrated Hu Gong's chest without any hindrance through the blade of the knife. He was stabbed to the core with the knife, and he died without even having time to grunt.
"Hey!"
Chu Nangui shouted coldly and used his arms to lift up the Hu Gong corpse and throw it several feet away. This arm strength was unmatched in the world.
Roar! Roar... Meng Qi's army roared like a mountain and a tsunami. Chu Nangui's bravery gave them unparalleled confidence.
There was a sound of exclamation among the imperial army. The large black coalition army suddenly became commotion. Even the expressions of the three generals changed drastically. These people usually have some friendships, and their strength is also between the two. Hu Gong is a
He was already knocked out of his horse in the face of the enemy, and the horror in the hearts of others was naturally self-evident.
Liu Qiankun couldn't help but move slightly, his eyes fixed on the blood-stained spear in Chu Nangui's hand, and five big words flashed in his mind: Xuan Jing Han Iron Spear!
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