Chapter 169: The Defeat of the Army
Chapter 169: The Defeat of the Army
The sky and the earth are desolate, and the night is deep.
On the hillside, a young man in black looked into the distance. Behind him were five thousand White Wolf cavalrymen ready to go.
When attacking the Northern Barbarians' ancestral land, Dragon City, the evil army composed of magic cube puppets suffered heavy losses, and their numbers once dropped to less than two thousand. However, with the slaughter of Northern Barbarian nobles in the city and the burning of Dragon City, the number of the evil army actually increased.
The huge number of ice wolf packs have been dispersed. In the initial stage, the direct wolf pack led by Lao Hei had only thousands of wolves. Subsequently, it expanded all the way and eventually formed an unprecedented scale. However, when the wolf pack left the Arctic ice field, Lao Hei lost its most critical position as a guide. The wolf pack suffered casualties when attacking the ancestral Dragon City, and eventually fell apart.
There are only 5,000 of them willing to continue following.
The prerequisite is that Lao Hei must meet the survival needs of this alien wolf pack and provide sufficient flesh and blood or white ore.
The night is silent.
Wuhe on his shoulder opened his eyes.
"Boss, the king's tent and the twenty-six captains have been locked."
Jiang He nodded. In his sight, the barbarian camp stretched for dozens of miles. They were behind the enemy.
"Your bird army is responsible for setting the fire and giving command."
"clear."
A giant snake nearly fifty meters long approached from a distance, its tail stained with blood. Zhuang Ya used her thermal imaging vision to deal with the nearby sentinels and shrank back to someone's neck.
Jiang He held up his silver spear.
Lao Hei took a step forward.
The white wolves stood up one after another, carrying the puppets forward.
The evil army rushed down the hillside, with hundreds of birds leading the way from high in the sky.
On the wooden wall of the Northern Barbarian camp, the soldiers saw the snow-white torrent sweeping in and immediately ignited the fire beside them, causing thick smoke and fierce light to rise.
"Enemy attack!"
"The cavalry is coming!"
Jiang He took the lead, holding out his silver spear, and killed twelve bloody wolf shadows, breaking through the wooden wall of the military camp in front of him.
A large number of White Wolf Cavalry poured into the military camp and divided into five groups to start a stranglehold. Crows set fires everywhere, and soon the sky was filled with flames.
Even in the dead of night, there were still several cavalry units of the Northern Barbarians on alert to prevent sneak attacks by the Anbei Army.
Three thousand cavalrymen came towards them, led by a Tantric guardian holding a large pestle, looking extremely brave.
The two armies collided.
Jiang He smashed the pestle with one spear, and the cold tip of the spear shattered the armor and upper body of the Tantric guardian.
The passive abilities of the spear, Dawn and Soldier Soul, provide 20% true damage and 30% soul damage respectively. Except for Long Cheng, no one below the Grand Master level can take his ordinary shot head-on.
The Tantric guardian died instantly.
Jiang He waved his gun several times in succession and released the second dragon crossing repeatedly. More than a dozen dragon phantoms opened the way and killed hundreds of people in an instant.
The man, horse and armor were all broken into pieces.
They rampaged along the way, leaving corpses everywhere they passed.
The White Wolf Cavalry behind him brandished their swords and handed their guns, slaughtering the enemy troops who were almost on the verge of collapse.
In front of the king's tent, five shamans all had top-grade cultivation and were shaping Taoist soldiers at the same time. With the help of the almost inexhaustible blood evil at the moment, they formed a large formation of thirty-five Taoist soldiers.
When facing warriors, Qigong practitioners who have sufficient military support are their biggest rivals.
Jiang He stretched out his arms and used a combination of three gun skills to suppress Dragon City.
A huge double-headed dragon spear emerged.
The giant spear flew out, invincible, and killed more than a dozen Taoist soldiers before overturning the king's tent in front.
Lao Hei continued running forward without slowing down.
In an instant, Jiang He fired five shots and destroyed the city.
The needle-thin gunlight pierced through the night, pierced through the huge bodies of the Taoist soldiers, and killed five shamans.
A Tantric guardian with great external skills descended from the sky, his hands like lion heads, looking extremely ferocious.
But in the next moment, the phantom of the dragon rose from the ground and hit the enemy's chest, piercing through it and corroding it to the point where only blood remained. Outside the king's tent, two thousand warriors were wearing armor and holding swords. Each of them had some basic skills. Facing the unstoppable White Wolf Cavalry, they showed no fear and were not afraid of death.
The blood wings behind Jiang He stretched out and struck the air violently. Three thousand six hundred iron feathers burst out, all containing horrible corrosion and blood poison.
The iron feathers easily penetrated the armor, corroded the body with strong strength, injected a fierce poison, and destroyed life.
In one volley, thousands of warriors were poisoned to death.
Jiang He rushed past the corpses strewn across the ground, then killed four masters with four shots, and headed straight for the Great Khan who was fleeing on his horse not far away.
No matter how they fought, no matter how many experts risked their lives to protect them, this group of White Wolf Cavalry was defeated one by one.
Wuhe stopped setting fire and focused on keeping an eye on the Great Chanyu to prevent him from escaping in the chaos.
Jiang He waved his hand, and Rubik's Cube No. 1 beside him handed him the iron spear. He raised it over his shoulder and threw it with all his strength.
A strong wind arose.
A shot that was more powerful than a giant crossbow pierced through the air, piercing through two masters who had risked their lives to protect the emperor, and nailed the Great Chanyu to the ground.
Lao Hei rushed over, Jiang He lifted up the enemy's head and showed it to the public. A few hundred steps ahead, the 3,000 cavalrymen who had just assembled suddenly lost their morale. The captain of the imperial guards led dozens of cavalrymen forward, and they were all destroyed in an instant.
The war was raging, and there were shouts and wails everywhere.
The king's tent was lost, and the impact quickly spread to the entire camp.
Jiang He defeated the enemy again and again, killed the captain of ten thousand men, and his spear was soaked in the blood of the master.
After more than a dozen times, the Northern Barbarians completely lost their ability to organize.
But our side rushed forward recklessly and suffered equally heavy casualties.
Wuhe dropped the money to his shoulder and said a number briefly: "Two thousand and three."
Nearly half of the 5,000 White Wolf Riders were killed in the battle.
"Go on, Wuhe, go and guide Du Chang." Jiang He said.
"clear."
Lao Hei felt a little sad about the loss of the white wolf, but he continued to lead the charge. If the wolves had not been bloodthirsty and crazy, the rout after capturing Dragon City might have happened again.
The fierce battle lasted for several hours.
After the collapse of the organization, what follows is a one-sided slaughter.
The battlefield expanded from the military camp to the surrounding grasslands. Most of the puppets' knives had bent edges and their spears were broken.
Jiang He looked back at the inky black Great Wall. Even at this point, the Anbei Governor's Office was still keeping its troops on hold. No wonder General Chen had developed a different mind.
……
The sky is getting brighter.
The Northern Barbarians' military camp had been destroyed, and the tribes had fled separately. Corpses could be seen everywhere within a radius of dozens of miles, and pools of blood were everywhere. Many vultures came wanting to have a good meal, but were eventually recruited by the mob of birds.
There were 2,000 White Wolf Cavalry left, and Du Chang came with 300 cavalrymen to join them.
Jiang He took a look at the executive officer's exclusive shop. Although the main force of the Northern Barbarians was defeated, the number of kills of the Evil Army and himself was actually only 80,000. Among them, more than half of the barbarian vassal troops were just making up the numbers. The barbarians were not equipped with horses, so they became the main target of hunting in the later period, and they were killed one by one.
Lao Hei shook his body and shook off the blood that looked like ink.
"That's great, boss." The crowd laughed loudly, fearing that the world would not be in chaos.
Zhuang Ya yawned, and suddenly stretched her head to touch someone's cheek.
Jiang He looked in the direction the other party pointed and saw General Hao leading dozens of riders.
The sturdy man looked around enviously and said, "The prince asked me to pass on a message. Now that the marquis is the deputy governor, what are your plans for the future?"
"I just want to be the commander of the city gate and the northern city council." Jiang He said that the main mission had been completed and he was about to end his world travel. Without him, it would be okay to keep the territory of a city, but it would be a bit difficult to continue expanding it. The next time he came, it would most likely be a battle for hegemony in troubled times.
General Hao didn't expect the other party to be so easy to talk to. To put it bluntly, the Governor's Office was half of a vassal state. With the other party's current prestige, it could even threaten the prince's position.
"My Lord, you are so righteous. I admire you."
Jiang He waved goodbye, as he still had a lot of gains to deal with.
(End of this chapter)