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Chapter 138: Defeated on Two Pieces of Wood

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    The 30,000 troops were scattered in pieces by the impact.

    Large pieces of corpses lay on the road, blood staining the snow beneath their feet.

    The whole road was blood red, and the smell of blood was overwhelming.

    Howling seriously injured people can be seen everywhere, screaming and wailing in the snow, waiting to die in the cold wind.

    No one will bother with them.

    In this battle, there were more than 10,000 casualties, two-thirds of them died directly, and the rest were seriously injured.

    Very tragic.

    This wave of impact alone allowed Yue Chen to directly advance by one level, reaching the level 9 of the Warlord, only two levels away from the Warmaster.

    The higher the level, the more experience required to upgrade.

    But There are still many of them, as long as they are killed, even if they cannot be promoted to Warmaster, it will not be far behind.

    The rest of the Panshi Army gathered around Xu Meng, forming a square formation, encircling Xu Meng in the middle.

    The huge phalanx also occupied the hillsides on both sides.

    The shield soldiers stood on the periphery, and the spearmen inside stretched out their four-to-five-meter spears to protect the archers in the middle.

    In front of and behind them, Yue Chen's personal guards, holding bloody long knives, advanced slowly under the leadership of their general.

    Every step forward, the blood and corpses of the soldiers of the Panshi Army are stepped on.

    Every long knife is slowly dripping blood.

    Finally, the front and rear troops stopped at the 300 paces of Xu Meng's phalanx.

    Here, it is also outside the range of the bow and arrow.

    On the chariot in the middle, the flag of the Panshi Army fluttered in the cold wind.

    Xu Meng led the generals under his command, looking fiercely in all directions.

    He was attacked unexpectedly, this was the most unbearable ending for him.

    Even being defeated head-on is more acceptable than being attacked.

    Xu Meng turned his head suddenly, and saw a young man standing on a hill not far away in the wind and snow, with a white cloak fluttering behind him in the cold wind.

    Under his feet, there were two long pieces of wood.

    It was hard for Xu Meng to imagine that he was not defeated by not being careful enough, but by two pieces of wood.

    In his heart, he was too unwilling.

    Thinking of this, Xu Meng roared angrily: "Yue Chen, come on, I still have 20,000 soldiers, come and fight in a dignified manner."

    Yue Chen smiled, didn't care about Xu Meng's provocation, and just watched the battlefield silently.

    It is hard to imagine that more than 3,000 people actually formed an encirclement circle, enclosing 20,000 people.

    Xu Meng roared angrily: "Little Yue Chen, the troops under your command have no impact now, come on, let me see, what are you using to stop me now. Brothers of the Rock Army."

    "Here!" The crowd roared.

    The soldiers of the Panshi Army are also holding their breath at this moment, wanting to avenge their comrades.

    The huge sense of honor made them unwilling to lose like this.

    There are only 3,000 people on the other side. If this battle gets out, wouldn't it be a shame to the world?

    They, the Rock Army, can't afford to lose face.

    The shame on the body can only be washed away by the blood of the enemy.

    Their morale is still there, their fighting spirit is still high, and they still have 20,000 people, enough to kill all the enemies in front.

    The Rock Army is never afraid of hard battles.

    Xu Meng roared angrily: "Taking each battalion as a unit, rushto kill them."

    "Kill!" The soldiers roared, maintaining their formation and trotting forward.

    The speed is not fast, showing good military accomplishment.

    At the same time, Deng Ai pointed his spear at the sky and roared angrily: "God machine crossbow."

    Many soldiers took down the magic crossbow from their backs and held it in their hands.

    Seeing this scene, Xu Meng's eyes widened suddenly.

    There are too many magic crossbows of the opponent.

    There are no fewer than six hundred.

    The configuration of their entire Panshi army is about the same amount.

    And I only brought two hundred magic machine crossbows.

    It's a pity that most of the previous two hundred magic crossbows were slaughtered by Lu Bu alone, and the other half were also massacred by Lu Bu's personal guards.

    Now Xu Meng doesn't even have a magic crossbow in his hands.

    But the other party, how could there be so many.

    Later, Xu Meng thought of it.

    The other partyThey continued to fight, and they all used sneak attacks to wipe out Gu Daojun and Huo Xiangjun in succession, and finally broke through Xiazhou City.

    Where is Xiazhou City?  That is the political and military center of Xiazhou, and all the materials distributed to each city of Xiazhou are allocated by Xiazhou City.

    It is not surprising that Yue Chen has this number of magic crossbows in his hands.

    The next moment, the shooters of the Divine Machine Crossbow pulled the trigger, and the violent and intensive sound of piercing the air exploded between the sky and the earth.

    The front row troops who had just rushed forward were shot through their shields.

    With the remaining strength, the crossbow pierced through his iron armor and penetrated his entire body.

    After losing the protection of the shield soldiers, the spearmen in the rear were strung together by a crossbow arrow.

    For a while, the Panshi Army suffered heavy casualties.

    Hard battle?  Yue Chen hadn't thought about fighting hard with them.

    The crossbow arrows poured wildly towards the enemy as if they didn't need capital, without knowing how to save money.

    All the soldiers of the Panshi Battalion did not dare to rush, and began to retreat quickly, and then they crowded together, and then were strung together by the magic crossbow.

    The troops on the periphery fell down layer by layer.

    The weapon of war, the God Machine Crossbow, is really too powerful.

    Only a prodigal like Yue Chen doesn't know how to save money. You must know that the value of each crossbow arrow is only a hundred taels of silver.

    And crossbow bolts cannot be recycled after being used once.

    Moreover, crossbow bolts cannot be made by oneself, and can only be purchased from sects that manufacture crossbow bolts.

    This series of restrictions makes it impossible for everyone to use the magic crossbow on a large scale.

    However, Yue Chen has no such awareness, the lives of the soldiers are far more important than the magic crossbow.

    Moreover, as long as the strength of the soldiers increases to a certain level, the magic crossbow will help him less and less.

    After all, in Yue Chen's eyes, this magic crossbow was just a sharp weapon in the early stage.

    Since it is an early-stage equipment, it should make good use of his strength in the early stage, so that he and his army can thrive.

    Xu Meng looked at the soldiers who fell down like peeling onions round after round, and his heart was pierced.

    Every second, hundreds of people are killed.

    The place Yue Chen chose was also very good, it was very open, and he couldn't even find any obstacles to avoid, so he had to stand and be shot.

    These faces are all sons of his subordinates, and all of them are good men.

    Xu Meng raised the sword in his hand and stabbed Yue Chen away, roaring: "Yue Chen, do you want to use the magic crossbow endlessly? You still don't care about martial arts, if you have the ability, come up and fight me to the death."

    After a while, the rain of arrows finally stopped.

    The more than 10,000 crossbow arrows that Yue Chen obtained before were all consumed.

    In this battle, almost all were killed directly, and less than a hundred people were injured.

    Fully 8,000 people were killed by crossbow arrows.

    The whole world was silent.

    The surviving Panshi Army soldiers look at me and I look at you, with deep fear remaining in their eyes.

    Immediately, the sound of metal impact sounded, it was the sound of Yue Chen's troops in front drawing their swords again.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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