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Chapter 119: The Great Enemy Again

noon.

The wind blows, and the world is vast.

The strong wind rolled up countless dead leaves and dust, and the dusty earth covered the sun's light.

In the camp, more than 4,000 infantry and cavalry of Yan's army were already waiting, silent, and all the soldiers were quiet as if they were inanimate Terracotta Warriors.

Yan Liang, who was on the big black horse, looked north, but saw a thin black line slowly squirming in the rolling dust at the end of the field.

It was the figure of the Western Liang cavalry. As Yan Liang expected, shortly afterwards, Ma Chao would launch a fierce attack on his camp again.

The wind hit the slanted hilt of the knife, making a rustling and crisp sound. Yan Liang's thick and black sword eyebrows condensed into a thread, and he once again tightened his protective armor.

On the back of his hand, blue veins protruded like vines, and a steel knife that drank countless blood in his hand was tighter.

The dark line in the horizon became thicker, and the long and long horns came from the distance, still as before, filled with a strong murderous aura.

However, this time, the soldiers behind them were no longer afraid.

The two-way victory has broken the myth of the Western Liang Army. These soldiers of the Yan family army already know that the people of Xiliang are also flesh and blood, and are not invincible.

They have a belief in their hearts that as long as they follow General Yan, they will be fearless of any powerful enemy.

The earth is shaking, the eardrums are rumbling, the yellow sky contrasts with the withered wilderness, the strong wind is howling in the ears, and the face is like a knife.

At the end of the north, the black line became thicker and heavier.

Against the backdrop of the rolling thunder and the trembling earth, the enemy's image finally came into view.

Countless cavalrymen, dark clouds spread out.

Countless flags cover the sky and the sun.

Countless gun tips are as vast as a forest.

The 30,000 Western Liang Iron Cavalry, eight times the enemy, stretched for several miles, filling the vision ahead.

Even though his heart was as strong as iron, the soldiers of the entire camp, when they saw such a mighty enemy, they had the illusion that time was solidified and the air was suffocating.

Facing the fiercely aggressive Xiliang army, Yan Liang's face was as deep as water and shouted loudly: "The whole army is ready to face the enemy."

Yan Liang's expression and shout were filled with strong confidence. The soldiers around him were infected and felt a little turbulent, and soon calmed down again.

Young faces, as firm as iron, faced with fearlessness at the approaching powerful enemies.

In the Xiliang army, the big banner with the word "horse" fluttered proudly in the wind.

Under the banner, Ma Chao, who was standing with a spear, stared at the enemy camp that was already waiting in front of him with cold eyes.

Ma Chao's eyes were full of arrogance, as if the enemy in front of him was vulnerable, and crushing and killing was just a matter of every move.

As soon as the gun was raised, the order was passed down, and the 30,000 Xiliang army slowly stopped moving forward.

Ma Chao said with his head high: "General Yang, I will order you to lead your headquarters to attack the enemy camp from the front, and be sure to break through the enemy camp."

When Yang Qiu heard this, he immediately remembered the scene of Li Kan in the previous episode.

"Hmph, I thought I would be so stupid, follow the footsteps of that guy Li Kan..."

Yang Qiu felt bright and tight, and of course he complained: "General Meng Qi, I don't think you will forget the failure of the last strong attack. With General Li's strength, he died under Yan Liang's knife. You let Yang

I went to attack the camp alone, didn’t I tell me to die?"

Ma Chao's brows froze and his face suddenly showed anger.

Just as he was about to break out, Ma Yunlu beside him resolutely said: "Brother, my younger sister is willing to lead the army to help General Yang, and she will definitely behead the head of Yan Liang to vent her hatred."

Ma Yunlu asked for a fight with a sigh of relief, and Qingyan's face was filled with hatred, and she was obviously still jealous of Yan Liang's previous "humiliation".

"This little girl, why are you asking for a random battle?"

Ma Chao secretly complained in his heart that although he was in the name of revenge in this battle, weakening the strength of Yang Qiu and others was still the primary goal.

Now that Ma Yunlu asked for a fight, Ma Chao was a little confused or not to agree.

But Yang Qiu hurriedly said, "With Miss Ma's help, Yang will be confident in this battle. General Meng Qi, just order it."

Yang Qiu wanted to pull Ma Yunlu into the water. In this way, once the attack fell into a passive position, he would not be afraid that Ma Chao would not dare to help.

Yang Qiu blocked the words here, and Ma Chao had no choice. If he did not agree, it would be like he publicly showing his ability to preserve his preservation and eradicating his dissident selfishness.

After glaring at Ma Yunlu secretly, Ma Chao had to say with a blue face: "Since that's the case, I will transfer you three thousand troops and work with General Yang to break through the enemy camp."

"promise!"

Ma Yunlu didn't notice his brother's dissatisfaction, and immediately left excitedly.

Seeing that Ma Chao had ordered his sister to help the battle, Yang Qiu couldn't give up any more, so he had to lead the troops from his headquarters to leave.

In a moment, the military formation changed, the flags swayed, and the eight thousand Xiliang troops were already in the formation.

Ma Chao's silver spear made a move, and more than a dozen cowhide drums rumbled, and the attack's horn suddenly rose.

The eight thousand Xiliang troops moved steadily, like a torrent of a broken dam, swinging towards the Yan army camp.

In the camp, Yan Liang stood tall, facing the rolling enemy stream without any fear.

On the contrary, a trace of mystery flashed across the corner of his mouth inadvertently.

The iron hooves rolled and approached rapidly.

At this time, Yan Liang stood up leisurely and did not order the crossbowman to prepare to block the attack.

Wen Chou next to him couldn't help but say, "Brother, the enemy is about to get into the range of the crossbow when riding a horse, why didn't your brother order to prepare to shoot?"

"Well, thanks to your reminder, I almost forgot."

Yan Liang pretended to realize and said loudly: "Don't you prepare quickly if you throw the driver away."

The order was passed down, and more than ten throwing cars that had been in line for a long time pulled up the ropes and prepared their momentum.

Yan Liang's orders surprised all the generals, including Wen Chou.

Although the trencher is powerful, its accuracy is extremely poor and its firing rate is very slow. It is still useful for siege and it is used in field battles against cavalry.

What's more, even if it is forbidden to be used in field battles, it is necessary to prepare on a large scale. It is useless to throw more than ten cars in a single row.

"Brother, this..."

Wen Chou looked puzzled, but when he saw Yan Liang's appearance, he didn't know how to speak.

All the generals were full of surprise and suspicion, thinking that General Yan had always used his troops with great principles, so why did he use such a stupid move at this critical moment?

After hesitating for a moment, the enemy cavalry outside the camp roared into the range.

At this time, the tactics were changing, but it was no longer enough.

Yan Liang ignored the strange eyes of the left and right, waved his hand and shouted loudly: "The enemy cavalry has arrived, throw the car and fire it."

The unquestionable shout of power interrupted the generals' doubts. Although they were puzzled, they could only obey Yan Liang's seemingly "nonsense" order.

The order was passed down, and in an instant, more than ten thrown platforms were launched.

As the howling sounded, countless black objects flew out.

What surprised the soldiers was that what was fired was not the stone bombs they imagined, but small things like thorns, falling densely from the sky.


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