Chapter 575 Swinging left and right
Chapter 575 Swinging left and right
The southern part of Xuancheng.
When the last surrendering troop entered, the heavy gate slowly closed, and 24,000 people were crowded in the city wall. The bandit generals looked around, their faces somewhat alert, but more of them were expectant.
According to Jiu Tou Hu, the government troops have accepted their surrender on the condition that they lay down their arms and reorganize themselves. They will form a new Jiu Headed Army, starting with the leader, and grant official positions one by one.
For the bandits, granting amnesty is obviously a good way out, especially when they are defeated in the war.
It is worth mentioning that although Jiutouhu was the leader of this group of bandits and had a good prestige, nearly 10,000 bandits still took advantage of the chaos to escape from Xuancheng and disappeared into Jiutou Mountain in the north. The mountains are high and the forests are deep, so someone had no intention of pursuing them.
On top of the city wall.
Jiu Tou Hu's face turned pale. He hammered the wall with his fists, and then he knelt on the ground powerlessly as if his soul had been pulled out of him.
"General Tiger, where are you?"
"Chief, it's too crowded here!"
"Brother Tiger, the brothers are still hungry."
As time passed, the bandits in the city wall gradually became uneasy. Several important generals had already sensed that something was wrong, but when they saw thousands of war horses appearing around, the uneasiness in their hearts slowly receded. War horses were more valuable than soldiers, and no government army would refuse to recruit them, not to mention that war horses had been scarce in the Jiangnan region since ancient times.
The nine-headed tiger's eyes were filled with tears and its teeth were almost broken.
"I'm sorry for you!"
Suddenly, in front of the attic of the city wall, the young man with black feathers waved his hand.
Between the battlements of the city wall, fierce soldiers stood up one after another, looking ferocious and without any mercy at all.
"Fire arrows!"
The long bow is pointed downward, and the bowstring is like a moon.
Whoosh whoosh!
Arrows fell to the ground one after another, and facing the densely packed and unarmed prey, the killing efficiency was particularly obvious.
A sudden change occurred, and the 24,000 bandits were like trapped beasts. The blue-gray city walls closed in above their heads to form a narrow sky. A general looked up at the black shadows swaying between the battlements, his Adam's apple rolling violently, and the rusty sword in his hand fell to the ground with a clang.
"Nine-headed tiger, you will die a horrible death!"
Dense rain of arrows tore through the night sky. As waves of arrows fell, large numbers of bandits who attempted to resist were nailed to the rammed earth walls by iron arrows, and blood flowed like streams along the lines on the walls.
Some bandits staggered back, but crashed into the Wanshi Gate which had been closed long ago. They grabbed the cold iron gate and screamed, the blood oozing from their fingers dyed the copper ring dark purple.
But in fact, the shooting of the evil soldiers was not very fierce, and these were all the prey of the prince.
"Nine-headed Tiger, you shameless villain, may the sky be struck by lightning!"
"I won't let you go even if I'm a ghost!"
"Brother Tiger, it hurts!"
Jiang He stood on the battlement with his holy wings spread out. 10,800 feathers fell one after another, repeating several times. Countless streams of light fell like a torrential rain, leaving no room for anything.
When the feathers pierced through the bandits' chests, their sticky internal organs were swept out, and their dying wails mixed with the sound of breaking through the air kept echoing. Dozens of third-level masters climbed the city wall in despair, but a petite white figure ran back and forth and killed them one after another.
A full hour of unilateral slaughter.
When the night was completely dark, blood had already overflowed the threshold of the city wall. The blood-stained and broken battle flags fluttered in the wind, like shrouds for countless bandits.
"Check the shooting and release the arrows!" Wuhe ordered coldly.
Jiang He turned and came to the thorn lounge chair in front of the city wall. Zhuang Ya held the wine bottle in her small hand and handed him a glass of divine blood wine considerately.
Whoosh whoosh!
Arrows continued to fall, killing the bandits who were pretending to be dead.
The capture of Xuancheng enabled the Ansai Army to obtain a large amount of reserves.
"Stop killing!"
The nine-headed tiger stumbled over and cried bitterly.
"My Lord, please don't kill anymore."
Jiang He raised his eyebrows, put down the wine bottle, and said, "You are the one who gathered all the people. What's the point of setting up a memorial arch now?"
The nine-headed tiger's eyes were bloodshot, and he said hoarsely: "I regret it."
Jiang He narrowed his eyes and said, "You can stay or leave as you like. While my promise is still valid, don't get in the way here."
Click!
Wuhe turned around and Zhuang Ya drew out the Imperial Sword.
The nine-headed tiger held a huge axe horizontally. As a general of the Dashun Army, he did not have outstanding command ability, nor accurate judgment, but his strength was worthy of attention. At this moment, the aura of a sub-hero of the fourth realm was fully revealed.
"I will kill you to avenge my brothers."
Not far away, Wuhe burst into laughter when he heard this. This was the biggest problem with the bandits. Territory and military strength were secondary. The key reason why these guys were easily defeated was that they did not have a clear and unified long-term goal.
In most cases, bandits become bandits because they cannot survive, and they attack cities and strongholds for gold, silver, treasures, and beauties. Once they have everything, their satisfied desires will begin to backfire, causing them to stagnate, decline, and eventually become the experience of those who come after them.
That is to say, "serve as the forerunner of the king."
Because he was afraid of death, Jiu Tou Hu chose to betray.
Because of guilt, he chose to die.
Wu He spoke up to comfort him: "General Hu, don't be too emotional. Even if the boss's promise falls on you, it is definitely not something that can be messed up at will."
The nine-headed tiger said nothing, his eyes were determined.
The next moment, nine tiger shadows appeared around him with ferocious faces.
In the Four Realms, when sublimating the heroic body, various strange physiques will be awakened according to different secret techniques, but if one is born with a certain physique, then it will be obviously much easier to get promoted.
The Nine-Headed Tiger was born with a Yang Tiger Body and divine strength. He mastered the power of nine tigers and in the field of strength-based physique, he was second only to the Dragon-Elephant Body of the second son of King Pingxi of Yizhou.
Roar!
Nine tigers roared together, and the sound waves rolled.
The nine-headed tiger rushed forward, the bricks and stones on the top of the city wall exploded, and the phantoms of the tigers all gathered on the giant axe. The secret technique, Tiger Stampede, burst out with all his might. He grasped the handle with both hands and chopped vertically with all his strength. The axe blade was wrapped with strands of energy and was as sharp as a knife.
"King Yong is not a true earthly immortal."
"He is very strong, but he will not be able to kill Yuan Changling without any injuries."
"As long as I can hit the target, I will definitely win..."
His thoughts stopped abruptly.
The anger and unwillingness on Jiu Tou Hu's face cooled down and turned into fear again.
A dozen steps away, Jiang He raised his right hand.
Because he had just killed countless people, including the gains from Yangzhou City and Burning Sky, the pattern of the three-headed dragon was flowing on his body surface.
When he flicked his fingers, the power of the triple dragon burst out like a raging wave. The pure power surged out, and the powerful tornado hit the nine-headed tiger, destroying the heavy axe and the secret technique in an instant.
The nine tiger phantoms collapsed immediately, and the strong body of the bandit leader shattered immediately. The blood-red mist mixed with the raging waves, advancing for several miles on the city wall, cutting off three layers of bricks and stones, and finally rushed out of the top of the city, detonating a loud bang in mid-air.
Just one strike. The aftermath alone was enough to tear apart the huge city wall.
There was no trace of the nine-headed tiger left, and the spacious horse path on the city wall was shattered as if it had been strangled by a spinning tornado.
[Hint: You have won the war of 2 people (3/)——Joint promotion task]
[Hint: You have won the 2-level war (7/)——Main Quest ②]
Jiang He stood up and walked to the battlement, stretched out his palm forward, and the dark gluttonous black light poured out like a river.
Black light submerged the corpses on the ground, and the 24,000 Xuancheng bandits dispersed and regrouped.
One Ansai Iron Cavalryman needs to be equipped with evil soldiers and skeleton warhorses. In the blink of an eye, four thousand Iron Cavalryman were born.
"One hundred Skeleton Dragon Riders will serve as the guards, and two hundred Ansai Iron Riders will be assigned to Wuhe as scouts."
Jiang He thought to himself that in this way, after replenishment and recovery, the number of cavalry under his command would reach 6,000, and they would be well-equipped. Gluttony had an advantage in this regard.
"Everyone, enter the gate of gluttony."
As soon as he finished speaking, a gate to a realm rose from the ground, and the cavalrymen entered the blessed land one after another and began training.
Jiang He turned and headed for the edge of the city, ready to continue activating the time ring to restore the outer walls of Xuancheng.
……
Half a day later.
"Report from the west: Xuancheng has been lost!"
"General Hu died in battle, and the Xuancheng army was destroyed!"
In Yangzhou city, Kangtai County, the central military tent of the Dashun Army.
A beacon captain at the peak of the third realm rushed into the tent with his token held high.
In fact, the news of the demise of General Hu and the Xuancheng Army had already arrived half an hour ago, and the orders shouted along the way at this moment were nothing more than "making it public."
In the military tent, King Dashun sat at the head, and on the left and right were two large chairs, each with its own empty chair. Swords were hung on each chair. Even though the two land immortals were not present, they were still presented with corresponding dignity.
"A true dragon is born, and it is the most ridiculous thing in the world."
King Dashun was about thirty years old, in the prime of his life. Although he was sarcastic at the moment, his eyes were quite serious. Regardless of whether it was true or not, he would never admit that a real dragon had appeared in the enemy camp. Even if it was right in front of him, it was just an illusion.
Below the throne, a young man dressed as a scholar waved a painted fan in his hand and said, "Your Majesty, what you said is pertinent, but Xuancheng is the key point of the western route. Our army is heading north to Yangzhou. If the enemy cavalry cuts off the food supply and disrupts the rear when the army attacks the city, I will never be able to atone for my sin even if I die."
King Dashun nodded and looked down.
"I'm willing to fight!" A general stepped out. He was an elder-level master from the Sun Moon Demon Sect.
"I am willing to lead three thousand light cavalry to kill the enemy chieftain!"
Another person stepped out. As a player who had been promoted to a sub-hero, Mo Ju was extremely confident. The giant guild, Mo Shu City, was best at capturing cities and destroying strongholds. The guild of a hundred people under his command belonged to the third-order branch. When it was promoted to the heroic era one day, if it could maintain its current strength, it might be promoted to one of the main branches.
All the generals requested to fight. Regardless of whether they really wanted to start a war or not, they had to make their attitude clear at this moment. After all, the enemy army bypassed the military camps along the way and accurately captured Xuancheng, which would be impossible without internal support.
"it is good!"
"Elder Yue, General Mo."
"I will immediately recruit 100,000 soldiers. You will march westward. You can select 100 of your generals from among those with miscellaneous ranks."
King Dashun gave a loud order to send out 100,000 troops, and it was expected that the entire Western Army would be mobilized. In Yangzhou and Xiangzhou, the garrisons in the five counties would have to move their camps and set up camps.
As soon as the words fell, the military tent suddenly became quiet.
The scholar military advisor suddenly spoke up and said, "Your Majesty, the enemy army has only more than 2,000 cavalrymen, but they have captured Xuancheng. Their leader must be extraordinary. I have often heard that even a lion will use all its strength to fight a rabbit, and this must be the case now."
King Dashun lowered his eyes. Of course he knew this truth.
But the battle of Yangzhou was imminent, and the enemy that occupied Xuancheng was only a small detachment after all. He could not mobilize all the Dashun troops and fight to the death with the small detachment regardless of the consequences.
Regardless of whether the enemy will escape by then, the battle of Yangzhou concerns Xie Annan's life. The aristocratic families, the Demon Cult, and the Western Prince's Palace will not agree, and may immediately stop supporting them.
It's not that I don't want to, I just can't.
Mobilizing the entire western army is the greatest respect for the real dragon.
"I have made up my mind." King Dashun waved his hand and said.
"Your Majesty is wise!" the generals shouted.
……
The end of October in the 20th year of Yongqing.
Under the command of the Dashun Army, the two generals Yue and Mo led 100,000 bandits westward to recapture Xuancheng. Including the auxiliary soldiers of the civilians, it was said to be an army of 400,000. The King of Dashun specially gave them the Kangtai battle flag to see them off.
In mid-November, Kangtai's army entered the Xuanjun area. The marching formation stretched for more than ten miles and was very powerful. The Demon Cult's Elder Yue personally served as the vanguard and led 30,000 infantry and cavalry to attack Xuancheng directly to prevent the enemy cavalry from escaping or launching a surprise attack.
The vanguard army set up camp outside Xuancheng.
On top of the city wall, the afterglow of dusk was golden, and around Jiang He, four shadows of heavenly dragons were hovering.
"Fourth level of Heavenly Dragon power."
From the end of October to now, he has been in seclusion in Xuancheng. The blessed land has entered the 600th year of the Gluttony Calendar, and another two hundred years of bloody battles. This time, not only has a heavenly dragon force been added, but the Dragon Spear Techniques of Broken Dragon Spine and Splendid Gray have also been promoted to the sub-legendary level.
All the martial arts techniques obtained in Yangzhou before were integrated into the Holy Martial Arts Ceremony. Jiang He now has the foundation to customize exclusive immortal-level techniques. He originally planned to update them for the Animal Squad, but due to lack of ability, he ultimately only upgraded from the Immortal Level to the Epic Level.
"Six thousand Ansai cavalrymen, divided into twelve teams, will leave the city and raid once every half an hour from now on, without interruption."
Jiang He stood on the top of the city wall and gave orders. The six Ansai captains all clasped their fists and accepted the order. After being tempered in the blessed land of gluttony, it was proved that there was a difference in qualifications among the evil soldiers, but it was not big.
In the evening of that day, a troop of 500 Ansai cavalry set out.
The skeleton warhorses have the best carrying capacity, explosive power and endurance among all the warhorses in the world. After leaving the city, they directly increased to full speed. Noticing that the city gate was opened, the vanguard army immediately became alert. Elder Yue ordered the heavy infantry to put on armor and assemble.
However, the Ansai cavalry did not charge the military camp. Instead, they shot arrows around the edge. The black arrows came from the solidified final flame. As black lights rose into the air, a fire immediately broke out in the military camp.
Ordinary river water could not put it out at all, only the warriors' true energy could slowly consume it. Fortunately, the vanguard army witnessed the attack, otherwise once the fire spread, no one would be able to save it.
After circling several times, the Ansai cavalry shot and killed dozens of sentries and finally returned to Xuancheng safely.
Half an hour later, the second cavalry left the city.
At this moment, Elder Yue sent out 3,000 elite cavalrymen under his command to charge straight for the gate.
A thousand reserve troops of Ansai Iron Cavalry went out of the city to fight. Before Elder Yue could send out infantry to expand the victory, they saw the enemy fire five rounds of rapid fire, and their own three thousand elite cavalry lost thousands in an instant. After one charge, the subsequent cavalry directly collapsed.
"wrong!"
On the wall of the military camp, Elder Yue couldn't help but change color. The cavalry in Xuancheng was extremely elite, and everyone was a sharpshooter. However, training a sharpshooter, not to mention the cost, would take at least three to ten years. Even if one was talented, it would take half a year to hone his skills before seeing initial results.
The local second-line troops and bandits would never be able to afford such a long period of full-time and intensive training, with excellent equipment and exotic war horses.
"Come here, inform General Mo immediately that the enemy is a private soldier of a great family, or an elite border army!"
Elder Yue rubbed the hilt of the sword at his waist nervously. It would take the power of an entire county to support thousands of such cavalry troops.
(End of this chapter)