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- Two hundred and forty-one bloody night
Xuan Wenke still made efforts to save Meng Ju's soldiers who suddenly left. Following the direction they left, two lines of torches extended from the team, which were the teams looking for them.
However, Meng Ju¡¯s team had extinguished the torches and was searching for the small group of soldiers who had deliberately hidden themselves in this vast and dark plain. This was obviously not an easy task. The commanders of the search team obviously knew this as well. The two torches just wandered around the nearby area for a while and quickly returned to their own team.
Watching the two torches returning, Meng Ju smiled on his lips. Very good, it seems that Xuan Wenke doesn't really want to find himself back, he just pretends to be looking for him, so that he can prove to Emperor Murong Po that he really tried his best in the future, and by the way, he will pass the responsibility for the breakup between the two. Go to Meng Ju's head.
"However, it is a good thing that Xuan Wenke is not looking for him seriously. If those people really come looking for him, he will have to deal with them, which is also very troublesome.
A quarter of an hour later, the long line of torches in the distance began to move north again, and the reinforcements set off again.
Meng Ju turned around and waved to the generals: "Let's go and follow them."
In the vast wilderness, the army marched forward one after another, the stars hung low, the night was deep, and the grass dew was thick. Because they were not walking on official roads, in some areas the barren weeds were tall and dense. Meng Ju's team often lost sight of them as they drove in, leaving only the flag waving on the grass.
Without a guide who is familiar with the road and without a torch for lighting, it is not an easy task to advance with another group of soldiers and horses far away in the dark night. But fortunately, the soldiers and horses in the distance did not hide their self-consciousness at all, and just marched forward in a swaggering way. The bright, long torch dragon that snaked for miles could be seen very clearly even from miles away.
Seeing this scene, Meng Ju strengthened his confidence in leaving the team - this is no longer a march, this is simply challenging the patience of Jincheng's northern Xinjiang army. Such a conspicuous torch dragon is in a high place - such as Jincheng's From the top of the city, one could see clearly from ten miles away¡ªunless the Northern Xinjiang Army became blind, they would have no reason to let go of this piece of fat that was delivered to their door.
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At the fourth watch, there was a thick fog. The fog started very suddenly. The thick white fog seemed to suddenly emerge from the ground. A white gauze rose almost suddenly on the flat field. The fog became thicker and thicker. The roads, woods and fields ahead They all seemed to be rolling in thick fog, unable to see clearly the scenery ten steps away.
The white mist suddenly rose, and the generals looked solemn. Wang Hu, the commander of the first brigade, couldn't help but rushed straight to Meng Ju: "Governor!"
Meng Ju nodded, his breathing was also tense and his heartbeat was racing. It is really strange to say that the several difficult battles since his debut - the Jing'an defense battle and the Chicheng rescue battle - were all fought in thick foggy weather. Is this a coincidence, or is there really the so-called "human hair" Murderous intent, heaven and earth will turn upside down¡±?
However, this sudden heavy fog further strengthened Meng Ju's judgment: the battle is imminent. If the commander-in-chief of the Northern Xinjiang Army on the opposite side is still hesitant, this heavy fog will help them make up their mind.
Because of the heavy fog, the advance of the brigade in front also slowed down. The long dragon of torches was in chaos. The original long dragon had now deformed and turned into a field of torches all over the mountains and plains. In this chaos, several torches were moving rapidly, gathering the scattered soldiers and horses. It must be the cavalry sent by the commander to restore order. Meng Ju estimated that Xuan Wenke should also be shocked by this sudden incident. It's foggy. I'm in a hurry to adjust my queue and arrange cover troops.
But, it¡¯s too late.
The first person to feel something unusual about the incoming enemy was Commander Qi Peng from the border army. He frowned while riding on a war horse, suddenly jumped off his mount, and put his ear to the ground to listen for a while. Then, he raised his head and shouted excitedly to Meng Ju: "The Governor is here!"
Meng Ju had full trust in this border army officer who had fought against the Northern Demons on the grassland for many years. Hearing the sound, he immediately raised his hands and shouted: "Stop and prepare for battle! The first brigade, prepare armor; the second brigade, stand by!"
At the command, the armor fighters rushed to the baggage carriage behind the queue, found their armor boxes, opened the boxes and took out their armors. For a moment, there was a series of fine and crisp metal sounds of decomposing the battle armor. With the help of the auxiliary soldiers, the armor fighters put on their armor one after another.
Meng Ju acted arbitrarily and left without permission with his troops. Eunuch Ma originally had a big grudge against him. But now, seeing that Meng Ju's expectation turned out to be true, and there was actually an ambush for the northern frontier troops, the resentment in Eunuch Ma's chest suddenly turned into fear.
He grabbed Meng Ju and said: "Governor, Governor! The enemy's ambush has come out, and the army is in danger! It's not too late, let's rush over for reinforcements!"
The ambush troops in northern Xinjiang had been lurking for a long time, and they had just broken out. It was at the peak of their vigor. To rush to block their way at this time was no different from seeking death. Meng Ju pretended not to hear what Eunuch Ma said, turned around and shouted: "Hu Yong, where is Hu Guanling? Come here quickly!"
"Come on, come on, Governor!" Hu Guanling came trotting all the way over, panting heavily. He looked at Meng Ju with reverence, his eyes filled with admiration: "The Governor really knows what's going on, and the enemy really has an ambush! Lord Governor, what are your orders?"
"Guan Hu, I will lead the Doukai from my headquarters to fight later. You and Eunuch Ma will stay and guard our army's baggage and rations. Leader Hu, Eunuch Ma is a noble person beside the emperor. You must not cause any harm." Yes. If you don't protect me well enough and my father-in-law is frightened, I will definitely take you for granted!"
As he said that, Meng Ju winked at Guan Hu. The latter was stunned, and immediately understood, bowed and responded: "Master Governor, just kill the enemy with peace of mind. The general will definitely protect your father-in-law. If Eunuch Ma loses half of his life, It¡¯s not a hair, the governor just took the head of the general!¡±
Eunuch Ma strongly opposed Meng Ju¡¯s arrangement. He emotionally told Meng Ju that he also had the qualifications of a first-level armored fighter, could also wear armor and go into battle, and even had combat experience before. He patted his weak chest and vowed that he would never hinder the brigade's operations - unfortunately, Meng Ju regarded his impassioned words as the buzz of a fly. From beginning to end, he only looked at Hu Yong and spoke: "Very good, Hu Guanling, remember your words! I will leave the baggage and auxiliary troops under your command. We are going to fight later, so you can take them out of the way first. If we can't return after an hour, There is no need to wait for your fate, just turn around and go straight to the camp."
"Don't worry, Governor. The general will lead his troops back and wait five miles away for your triumphant return. The Governor is brave and brave, and it will be easy to eliminate these northern thieves. The general is very confident in this!"
During the conversation between Meng Ju and Hu Yong, mixed with Ma Eunuch's pleading and howling, the two of them just regarded it as background noise - Hu Yong was really well informed, and he could see that Meng Ju really didn't want Ma Eunuch to be around. He was next to him, so he very considerately called a few auxiliary soldiers to take Mr. Ma away.
Meng Ju happily waved to Eunuch Ma: "Eunuch, just be patient and wait a moment. I will defeat the enemy in a moment and return!"
"Governor, Governor, please, let me stayAh, don't pull me away! Ah~"
Seeing the auxiliary soldiers carrying Ma Gui away with all their hands, Meng Ju smiled slightly, but then became serious again: he could already feel the wisps of vibrations coming from the distance, and there was a subtle sound in his ears. But it was a very heavy rumble.
He stood up straight and tried his best to look in the direction of the vibration. All he could see was a vast rolling white mist and endless darkness. He looked at his generals one by one, and the officers looked back at him with the same serious expressions.
"Get ready to fight!"
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At five o'clock in the morning on May 5th, when the Jinwu guards who were heading north for reinforcements passed an unnamed deserted slope ten miles away from Jincheng, the Northern Xinjiang ambush troops who had arrived in advance and lurked in the woods finally launched their attack.
Amidst the huge rumbling sound, a tide of fighting armor surged out from the woods and swooped towards the advancing Jinwu Guards. Continuous black battle armors poured out of the woods one after another. The white cloaks behind the armored warriors were dense and continuous, like a huge cloud. The white snow could not be seen to the end at a glance, and it looked particularly terrifying in the night. .
Amidst the huge rumbling sound, before any of them arrived, the power of destroying the world and destroying the world had already enveloped everyone.
The front army was the first to be attacked. The front army had three brigades of soldiers and horses. The infantry, horse army and armor warriors combined had as many as tens of thousands of soldiers. The soldiers were elite and the officers were also quite capable. If placed on On the frontal battlefield, they were a powerful force, but when they encountered this sudden blow during the march, the soldiers and officers of the Jinwu Guard knew very well that just as human power could not resist the power of heaven and earth, the physical body was also impossible to resist. Doukai. Facing the group of fighting armors that rushed towards them with thunderous momentum, the former army did not organize any resistance at all, and collapsed in such a way that it could be said to be "clean and tidy".
Amidst the overwhelming sound of battle armor marching, the soldiers dropped their torches, packages and weapons one after another, leaving the official road and running into the wilderness. Because the flat official road was so suitable for the attack of the Doukai, they knew that they could not outrun the Doukai at full speed. They could only avoid pursuit by hiding in the woods or on high slopes.
Easily defeating the front army, the frontier army's armored group began to change direction, sprinting along the marching official road, attackingThe entire queue of Jinwu Guards rolled back to attack. In their path of attack, all the Jinwu Guard officers and soldiers who could not escape were crushed into a pulp.
"Run for your life!", "Failed, defeated!"
In the darkness, horrified noises rang out everywhere, each wave getting louder and louder, mixed with the screams of dying and wounded soldiers. The fear of facing darkness and death controlled the officers and soldiers of Jinwu Guard, and even the officers' scolding could not stop them. Swept by this overwhelming wave of fear, facing the fleeing soldiers and horses all over the mountains and plains, even some soldiers and horses that still had fighting ability quickly collapsed.
Xuan Wenke¡¯s pro-army troops were located in the middle of the army and were not the first troops to be attacked by the Doukai. When he heard the terrifying noise coming from the front army, his face turned pale.
He issued an order in panic, ordering the front army to immediately launch a counterattack to stop the Northern Xinjiang Army's attack and buy the army time to form a unit. In fact, Meng Ju mistakenly blamed General Manager Xuan, who actually arranged for armored cover troops. The total number is one brigade, distributed throughout the front army, center army and baggage corps. However, in the face of the surging Northern Xinjiang Army, these scattered covering troops failed to fulfill their mission of buying time for the army to respond to the battle. The Beijiang Doukai, which had an absolute advantage in numbers, destroyed them in an instant, and then the entire army was nakedly exposed in front of the enemy's Doukai, and was ravaged to pieces.
Under the fierce offensive of the frontier army, the several-mile-long reinforcements heading north collapsed like a sand dam hit by huge waves.
The collapse of the army is a disaster that cannot be prevented or undone. Even from miles away, the roaring screams and noise could be heard. The huge torch dragon seemed to be struck by an unstoppable force and broke into several pieces. Then the torch light spots disappeared in large numbers and quickly, including the dragon's head, neck, and body. . . The giant marching dragon that meandered for several miles disappeared into the vast night one after another.
Meng Ju stood at a high place, staring at the giant dragon that was being slaughtered. The deafening noise came to his ears. His expression was calm and serious, but his mood was quite complicated.
His foresight has finally been proven, and Xuan Wenke's stupidity will eventually be punished - but the price is too heavy.
When is the best time to go to the rescue?
According to Meng Ju's original estimate, even if he was defeated in the end, Xuan Wenke, who had thousands of battle armors and 20,000 soldiers, should be able to withstand it until dawn. That would be the best time for him to rescue and defeat the enemy. .
Unexpectedly, what I saw now was a one-sided collapse. The enemy's offensive was so violent that there was no obstacle, which made Meng Ju hate Xuan Wenke until his teeth itched: he could not predict the enemy's ambush in advance, which was considered unintended; he insisted on going his own way and refused Meng Ju's repeated reminders, which was stubborn; the arranged queue was The enemy was defeated in one blow, which was a mistake - I don't even bother to talk about him. Meng Ju didn't have high expectations for this man.
However, even if the whole army suddenly becomes unable to be commanded after the incident, if Xuan Wenke is armed with armors and servants around him, he can gather hundreds of armors and launch one or two counterattacks to slow down the enemy's advance and provide space for those behind him. The soldiers and horses gain time to prepare for war or retreat. This should always be done, right? Even if the army is defeated in the end, he should be able to hold on for an hour or two. At least he can help consume the physical strength of the soldiers below, right?
Meng Ju secretly cursed: "I knew this guy was a loser, but I didn't expect him to be such a loser! A scholar leading an army has never done anything good. What these guys are best at is hiding in a safe place behind. You talkative, if you really want them to go to the front line to command before the battle, they peed their pants on the spot! There is a 100% chance that Xuan Wenke escaped."
Meng Ju is really in a dilemma. It is his fault that Xuan Wenke is useless, but this really puts Meng Ju in an embarrassing situation. If he turned around and left now, he would naturally be able to go back unscathed. However, all the Murong family's troops were chased and killed by the border troops. Only he could return safely - all his own soldiers and horses were dead, but other people's soldiers and horses were. Unscathed, no matter how broad-minded Murong Po was, he probably wouldn't look good on Meng Ju.
In addition, Xuan Wenke and a group of defeated generals will definitely try their best to smear Meng Ju in order to shirk responsibility, and there is a possibility that he might be framed as an undercover agent of the border army - "Meng Ju did not request a military order, Suddenly, he led his own soldiers to leave the unit without permission and disappeared, not knowing where they were going. The generals of the king's division were all frightened, and the knowledgeable officers and soldiers were all worried.
As soon as Meng Xun left, the northern thieves came to cover up and kill him. There was a Biao inside who led the soldiers and horses, and they all covered their faces with red scarves. The soldiers and horses on this road know the inside story of our army, and all they attack are the vital points of our army. Although the generals fight hard and refuse to give in, they are helpless because they are outnumbered. . . "¡ª¡ªThe literati who lead the troops have no way to defeat the enemy, but they are the best at organizing their own people.
Meng Ju was thinking deeply,The generals under his command looked solemn and as quiet as the forest. Their repeated victories on the battlefield in the past few years have already cultivated their almost unconditional admiration for Meng Ju. The town governor will always lead everyone to victory, this is as natural as the sun rising in the east. What should I do? I don¡¯t have to worry about it. I don¡¯t have to ask questions. I just need to wait for the governor to issue the order and then follow it. This is also the reason why Meng Ju wants to drive Ma Gui away. If the dead eunuch is there, Meng Juju will I was annoyed to death by his drake voice.
There was a sound of rapid footsteps in front, and a scout officer walked quickly through the night. He saluted Meng Ju solemnly: "Inform the governor, the frontier army has defeated the front and middle armies of Jinwu Guard. Now, They are rushing towards the rear.¡±
"Has the enemy divided their forces?"
"Yes! They left part of their battle armor to pursue the fleeing front army. After defeating the middle army, they sent some more battle armor to pursue. The main force pounced on the rear army. The number of their battle armor is unknown, but it should not exceed five hundred. After them, thousands of infantry and cavalry followed, but the Doukai attacked too fast, and those cavalry and cavalry were out of touch with the forward Doukai for a full two miles."
"Have you found out the banner of the Northern Xinjiang Army? Which troops are they?"
"I'm sorry, Governor, the Northern Xinjiang Army attacked too fast. Their troops have been mixed together. Plus it's too dark, so I can't see their flags clearly."
"Where is Xuan Wenke?"
"He escaped or died. His flag is no longer there. Governor, do we want to continue to inquire?"
Meng Ju took a deep breath. He knew that he could no longer wait. The enemy divided his forces twice, and this was the best opportunity he could wait for. If you delay any longer, when the Doukai chasing the defeated troops turn around, your own battle will become even more difficult.
"Let's go!" Meng Ju stood up and gave an order to the officers surrounding him. His voice was low but sharp: "Within three moments, our army must defeat the enemy in front of us!"
After the order was given, the Doukai team set off. Under the leadership of the scout team, teams of Dongping Ling Guards cautiously and quietly approached the battlefield. The roaring sound of killing in the distance covered up the sound of the Doukai's march.
Just like when he went to the battlefield before, Meng Ju wore a leopard-style battle armor and walked at the front of the team. After turning around a forest, the battlefield was clearly in sight. Behind the dim sky, a dazzling fire was clearly visible. The large fire illuminated one side of the sky. It was a large area of ????the grain and fodder convoy that was burned by the fire. The flames even spread to the grass on the roadside, tearing apart A dark horizon.
In the light of the fire, countless figures were running and shouting. The screams and the clanging sound of metal mixed together, and the sound mixed into a huge and chaotic noise, soaring into the sky.
In the place where the fire was bright, there was a roaring sound of fighting. Under the bright red fire, a fierce battle was going on, and the two armors were fighting fiercely. Doukai battle groups in groups of three or five advanced and retreated in the firelight. Those burly black figures reflected the blood-red firelight. Along with the huge sound, the impact of weapons was deafening. Those fighting armors were like Shura and demons suddenly appearing from hell, fighting to the death.
Meng Ju was very surprised. The front army with elite soldiers and horses and the Chinese army escorting the soldiers were defeated in one blow. Why could a group of auxiliary soldiers and heavy baggage soldiers with low combat effectiveness be able to resist longer?
But he had no time to think about this problem. As soon as he walked through a patch of burning grass and around an overturned carriage, he ran into an armored fighter head-on.
This is a fighter wearing a tiger-style battle armor, holding a hundred knives in his hand, and his body is swaying, as if he is still not used to the battle armor on his body. Obviously, this encounter was also a sudden event for him. Seeing Meng Ju suddenly emerge from behind the fire, the armored fighter was stunned for a moment and stopped.
Just when he stopped, Meng Ju had already taken action. There was only a crisp sound of "àá", and the hundred swords in Meng Ju's hand had accurately pierced the opponent's throat, and the gushing blood splashed on Meng Ju. on the covering.
The armored fighter dropped his sword and fell to the ground holding his throat, rolling back and forth in pain. His trachea was severed, and he could not speak. A ferocious steel mask covered his face. Only a pair of eyes through the mask were staring at Meng Ju, and he made an indistinct "gurgle" from his mouth. There was a loud sound, rolling back and forth on the ground.
Making eye contact with the other party, and seeing the unwilling and desperate look in his eyes, Meng Ju suddenly realized: he had killed the wrong person. This should not be an armored fighter from the Northern Xinjiang Army, but a Jinwu Guard soldier guarding the rear army.
At this time, someone said loudly next to him: "Governor, please be careful, the enemy's armored warrior is wearing a white cloak!"
Meng Ju gave a low "hmm" and looked at the armored man who fell on the ground.Sergeant - Sure enough, there is no white cloak behind his back. He struggled to move his gaze away from the eyes of the dying soldier and towards the raging battlefield.
In the light of the fire, the armored warriors of the two armies were fighting, and the last organized remnants of the Jinwu Guard were retreating. Seeing this scene, Meng Ju suddenly realized that he had been ignoring a very important issue:
The Northern Xinjiang Army and the Jinwu Guards were fighting. They also wore the black battle armor of the Wei Dynasty, spoke the same language, and had almost the same military organization and clothing. Of course, after fighting for a long time, the officers of both sides must know how to distinguish them. Friend or foe, but the newly arrived Dongling Guards didn¡¯t know. Based on Meng Ju's reputation as a resentful and angry person, which general of the Jinwu Guards would recommend him?
Meng Ju sneered and waved the bloody Bai Dao in his hand vigorously. The blood beads were thrown away far away, and the flying blade made a bright and cold trail in the firelight.
"Follow me," the young general's voice was cold and cruel: "Kill those who are difficult to distinguish between friends and foes!"
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Meng Ju led his armored fighters and ran straight towards the battlefield where the fighting was the fiercest. Along the way, they saw a chaotic and turbulent scene. Large groups of defeated soldiers, civilians and auxiliary soldiers ran past them. The fleeing crowds surged like waves, as if they were waves set off by the strong wind. They were controlled by panic. Everyone, the defeated crowd, ran away, howling and screaming, trampling on each other and trampling on each other. Fierce flames burned the sky, cavalry roared, and Fang Lie fought fiercely. The aura of terror and despair like the end of the world has controlled everyone, and the sound of crying shook the sky.
The further he walked, the closer he got to the battlefield, and the crowd of fleeing soldiers gradually thinned out. Meng Ju passed through a large area of ??grain trucks and baggage that were scattered on the road. Most of the civilian men and auxiliary soldiers who drove the convoy had fled, and only a few were left. Hundreds of grain trucks and baggage were abandoned, blocking the entire road. In some areas, the armored warriors had to use hundreds of knives to split the grain carts across the road in order to open a road.
Meng Ju led the vanguard past a row of overturned grain trucks, and suddenly a group of armored fighters rushed out from the oncoming fire.
When he saw them, the other party also saw Meng Ju. This group of armored warriors neither yelled nor shouted to kill. They quickly spread out their ranks like night birds spreading their wings and pounced directly on Meng Ju's group. Behind them, countless snow-white cloaks were connected together. Those cloaks fluttering in the wind were like white clouds, illuminated by the firelight, extremely brilliant.
There was an eerie agility and agility in this group of silent armored warriors, like a red-trained snake lying in the grass aiming at its prey and suddenly bursting out. They suddenly rushed over without warning, even ignoring this. There are many people on the side - if they are not elite soldiers, they will never have such arrogance and self-confidence, nor can they have such lightning-fast reactions and speed.
Meng Ju could immediately conclude that this group of armored warriors must be the elite of the Northern Xinjiang army.
The enemy came so fast that Meng Ju didn't even have time to shout. The battle had already begun. The armored warriors rushed forward and were about to fight, when suddenly their arms were raised together, a sharp wind whistled, and a wave of crossbow arrows hit them all.
This kind of light crossbow equipped on the arm is extremely powerful, especially when fired at close range. It is powerful enough to penetrate the armor of the armored warriors. This group of armored warriors prepared to fight at close range, but suddenly they came up with such a cunning move. Also cunning.
Seeing this group of people raising their hands, Meng Ju knew something was wrong. Before he could figure it out, his body reacted like lightning: he quickly knelt down on one knee, raised a shield with one arm in his left hand, and covered his head, face, and vital parts of his chest. It was slow and fast, and amidst the sharp sound of the wind that was like tearing brocade silk, there was a loud "clang" sound, and the shield in front of him was like being hit by a hammer, but Meng Ju breathed a sigh of relief: He survived. Down!
Like Meng Ju, the armored fighters under his command are also experienced warriors with quick reactions. Most of the armored warriors in the front made moves to dodge and protect their vital points. In this round of shooting, only a few unlucky armored warriors were shot in the shoulders where the shields could not protect them. They groaned and shot towards After retreating, with the cover of his companions, he withdrew from the forward formation.
Seeing that the soldiers and horses reacted quickly and did not show any panic under the barrage of crossbow arrows. A round of close range shooting only hit a few enemies. The oncoming armored warriors seemed very surprised. Before they could shoot again, Meng Ju roared, roaring like a roaring lion, and charged towards the opposite side.
Seeing Meng Ju suddenly approaching, a person in the group of armored warriors with a northern Xinjiang accent shouted in a low voice: "Get up!"
The row of armored warriors at the head all raised their hundred knives diagonally forward. A dozen hundred knives stood up at once, like a shining wall of knives suddenly rising from the ground. Then they all chopped down, and the knives The light pours down like a waterfall, he was about to chop that bold and arrogant lunatic into pieces with his knife - well, he was only a little short of it.
Meng Ju suddenly accelerated, and his faint figure was like a disembodied ghost, strangely passing through the airtight wall of swords and jumping into the human wall of armor warriors - at this moment, none of the armor warriors dared to Those who believe in their own eyes: Is the person coming straight in front of me a human or a ghost?
The leading officer was a rare master, and he was the only one who could see Meng Ju's movements clearly. However, in his opinion, someone who suddenly changes speed and twists his body while rushing forward at high speed, and dodges the chops of seven or eight hundred knives in a short space of time with swift movements that cannot be captured by the eyes - can do this? People who cause trouble are no different from ghosts!
"I encountered a tough opponent tonight. Where can such a master come from among the Jinwu Guards? Who is he?"
He didn't have time to think about it. The figure in front of him flashed. Meng Ju was already rushing towards him. He screamed secretly and hurriedly dropped the hundred swords in his hand and tried to block it - it was already too late. A huge fist hit him. His eyes suddenly widened rapidly, and Meng Ju punched him fiercely, breaking his iron covering, and the sharp spike on the glove had already penetrated his brain.
The officer screamed sharply and fell to the ground dead on the spot.
Before anyone else could react, Meng Ju turned aside and dodged in front of another armored fighter. He hit him with a fierce elbow protector, knocking his head off, and red and white blood and brain matter spattered from the helmet. When he came out, he pushed the armored warrior's body forward with all his strength, blocking the attack of a hundred swordsmen. He leaned over and punched out the throat guard of the hundred swordsman.
In such a blink of an eye, three armored warriors had died at the hands of Meng Ju.
Fighting armor can increase the strength and defense of armored fighters, but it cannot increase their dexterity and speed. For most armored fighters, slashing with hundreds of knives is the limit of what they can do. Now, when they encountered Meng Ju, a monster who could fully increase his power, and he got close to him, the armored warriors of the frontier army were unable to compete. They were no different from standing wooden stakes - the hundred knives in their hands were too long to get close. They fought with their bodies, but were hindered by their companions and couldn't move. Meng Ju's heavy punches hit their vital parts, and they could only fall to the ground screaming one after another.
Meng Ju's ghostly figure was running among the enemies. He was so fast that he followed him like a shadow. Everywhere he went, he killed with one strike. The armored warriors of Northern Xinjiang fell one after another. Eleven people were killed in the blink of an eye. The leader of the frontier army woke up and shouted eagerly: "Disperse, disperse quickly! This guy is too strong, we are no match!"
The armored warriors woke up from a dream and fled away one after another. However, Meng Ju caught two more people in the process. He easily shattered the helmet of one of them and easily broke the neck of the other armored warrior.
Most of the armored fighters who dispersed could not escape. In just a moment, Meng Ju's subordinates also rushed over.
In this kind of hand-to-hand fighting, the most important thing is to have a strong spirit and maintain the stability of the formation. But unfortunately, they encountered the extraordinary monster Meng Ju. After being brutally slaughtered by Meng Ju for a while, the Northern Xinjiang armored warriors lost all their energy. In the ensuing battle, the scene became one-sided. Everyone covered up the killing, and the group of armored warriors killed and injured thirty or forty people, only a few of them were killed. A smarter one ran faster and escaped into the darkness.
Meng Ju breathed a sigh of relief. The difference between victory and defeat is really only a thin line. This group of armored warriors was no less powerful than the Aventurine Guards in terms of real combat power, and the commander was also experienced. He happened to come at a time when the Aventurine Guards' horses were blocked by abandoned grain trucks and the formation could not spread out. If they hadn't been blocked by a powerful monster like Meng Ju in front of them, they would have charged forward with such vigor and might have killed Dongling Guards' soldiers and horses.
At this time, the sound of drums sounded in the distance, and the drumming sound was heart-shaking and resounded through the night. Amidst the rapid drumming, rumbling sounds were heard from all directions, and the enemy's battle armor was gathering.
¡°Obviously, the commanders of the Northern Xinjiang Army have discovered the new troops joining the battlefield, and they are eagerly deploying their troops to deal with them. In the intertwined night of darkness and firelight, a forest of longing black shadows appeared. The black shadows were quickly forming formations, and the main force of the Northern Frontier Army's battle armors was gathering.
Under the light of the fire, the black armor and white cloak were dyed bright red by the fire, densely and heart-stoppingly.
Hearing the rumbling sounds and rapid drums coming from the darkness, looking at the powerful enemies standing like a forest, the Dongling Guards armored warriors' whole bodies were burning hot, and their blood was boiling. They were also fierce warriors from the northern Xinjiang, and the fanatical killing atmosphere of the frontier fortress Enveloping them, the fervent fighting spirit of the soldiers who had just experienced fighting was like a hot blade, and the ferocious wolf-like roar spread far into the night.
Meng Ju bit his upper lip lightly, with a fierce look in his eyes: "Looking at the momentum, this is at least?Three to four hundred battle armors are here, all elites! "
¡°If he had a choice, he would never want to go head-to-head with the main force of Northern Xinjiang, but now, there is no other way. As soon as he retreats, the more than a thousand armored warriors and 20,000 soldiers who are reinforcing Jincheng this time will be chased by Beijiang Doukai and cavalry. Not one out of ten can escape back to the camp alive. Having lost thousands of armored warriors, no matter how strong the Murong family was, he would still be unable to reverse the defeat. The Murong family was defeated. Even if he could escape on the battlefield now, he would not be able to escape Tuoba Xiong's pursuit in the future.
For the sake of others, I have to fight for my life in this battle!
Meng Ju roared: "Charge with me! Northern traitor, suffer death!"
The armored warriors of the Dongling Guards responded loudly and shouted like thunder: "Northern traitor, suffer death!"
The whole army was arrayed like a mountain, rushing to kill with thundering momentum.
At almost the same moment, the group of Northern Xinjiang armored warriors on the opposite side also formed their formation and charged in with the same fierce momentum. Their heroic shouts came from the wind: "Kill all the rebels of Murong who killed the king. No one will be left alive!"
Amidst the rumbling sound, the two steel clusters were approaching rapidly, until there was a loud bang, and the two armored phalanxes finally came into contact head-on!
In the dark night, the power of the two fighting armor groups' confrontation was terrifying. The sound was like a mountain falling apart. Hundreds of knives were densely slashing at the sky. One after another, the light of the swords rose and fell with blood flowers in the night. The blades slashed. The steel and flesh were torn apart, making a tooth-breaking squeaking sound. The crossbow arrows flew through the darkness with a terrifying scream, penetrating the armor and flesh. Accompanied by continuous screams, the whole scene was like Shura Hell. Emerge in the world.
At the moment of contact, both armies fell to the ground with large groups of armored warriors. Later, people trampled on their bodies and continued to fight. In the dark night, the soldiers were enveloped in fanaticism. The elite armored warriors of the Wei Dynasty fought with each other, using all their skills - shooting with crossbows, slashing with hundreds of knives, smashing with shields, and even punching, kicking, and head-butting. Even when he was knocked to the ground, he would hug the enemy's legs and pull him down together. The two sides hugged each other tightly and rolled on the muddy ground. You poked my neck, and I poked your eyes.
Among the fighting crowds, the leopard-armored fighter was the death of the border officers and soldiers. He rushed at the front of the Dongling Guard's battle armor. His tall, thin and slender body was as majestic as a giant pillar. The lengthened and weighted Bai Dao in his hand seemed to have cast some kind of life-threatening magic. As long as he was close to him for five seconds, None of the armored warriors within a meter could withstand the lightning strike of that hundred swords, and none of them could survive!
What frightens the border troops the most is that this demon never kills people with a second blow! Once that hundred sword is swung out, nothing in the world can stop it from harvesting human lives. Weapons can't stop it, and battle armor can't stop it. Even a heavy shield will be shattered by his heavy blow! Even if there are five or six armored warriors attacking at the same time, the hundred swords can strike first and cut off the enemy's wrists and arms holding the swords first.
Along the path he was advancing, lay the broken corpses and limbs of the killed frontier soldiers in armor, as dense as red flowers blooming on both sides of the road. The flowing blood covered his feet and merged into a gurgling stream.
Seeing the devil harvesting human lives in such a leisurely manner, especially when five famous armored warriors, including Huang Langya, the commander of the "Running Wolf" brigade of the border army, besieged and all died in his hands, even the most courageous border warriors All the warriors in the army lost the courage to step forward and challenge. As soon as the demon reached it, the armored warriors on the border hurriedly retreated to avoid it, like a group of scared chickens avoiding the falcon.
This kind of high-intensity battle is the most important test of the will of the soldiers of the two armies. After charging to kill for half a night, the armored warriors of the northern frontier army were exhausted. Facing the Dongling Guards who were recharging their energy and looking like tigers descending from the mountain - the most important thing was the invincible evil god. Facing him, the soldiers on both sides were all exhausted. The fighting spirit of the army is like snowflakes under the scorching sun, melting rapidly.
The resistance was short-lived, but within a quarter of an hour, the northern border troops could no longer resist. The armored warriors no longer slashed with their swords, but only raised their shields to protect their vitals, and retreated in panic. The commander and the Dongling Guards pressed forward step by step, holding up the big hundred swords and slashing at them. As a result, the border troops were even more unable to hold their position. It was useless no matter how much the officers shouted in the crowd, their momentum had been lost. Suppressed, the formation collapsed, and the troops were defeated like a mountain. Finally, the crowd broke out and shouted: "Everyone, run for your lives!"
Then, the queue suddenly dispersed, and the armored warriors turned around and ran away.
The enemy was defeated and retreated along the original road, with the Dongling Guards in hot pursuit. The battle was pushed from the official road to the wilderness and woods beside the road. Here, thousands of northern frontier army infantry fought out of the woods. They originally came to rob the Jinwu Guards of food, grass and baggage, but unexpectedly, their own battle armor was defeated.
This is truly a horrific disaster. ?The fleeing and pursuing armors were mixed together, and the road was rugged and dark. The fleeing frontier armored fighters didn't know whether they were in a panic or because they couldn't see clearly because of the darkness, but they actually rushed straight towards their own infantry group. Seeing this scene, the frontier infantrymen let out a cry of fear and fled in all directions. But it was already too late. The activated fighting armor was as fast as thunder. How could the legs of flesh and blood outrun them.
A large group of fleeing armors rushed through the crowd. Everyone who stood in their way, whether they were people or horses, were crushed into mud under the weight of these steel warriors. Those armored warriors who escaped were actually forced to A path of flesh and blood was opened among his own people, and for a while, the sound of screams, wails, and curses shook the sky.
The surviving border officers and soldiers were frightened and angry, and yelled at the fleeing Doukai behind their backs. But before they had time to rejoice in their good luck, the loud bang sounded again, and the pursuing Dongling Guard Doukai had already arrived. Then, the tragedy just now happened again, and it was bigger and more tragic.
There will be retribution in the dark, and the tragedy that just happened to the Jinwu Guards infantry is now the turn of the border army infantry. The Jinwu Guards infantry just now proved a sentence: "No matter how many infantrymen are not in formation, it will be a dead end against the Doukai group!" Now, the frontier infantry once again proved with their lives that this sentence is indeed true.
The Dongling Guards' fighting armors went on a rampage, greatly injuring the unlucky frontier infantry and cavalry. It was not that no commanders tried to turn the tide, but their efforts were in vain. Fighting to the death was useless. The infantry's swords and spears were difficult to fight. After breaking through the steel armor, all attacks were bounced back by the iron wall, and the armored warrior could cut the weak flesh into two pieces effortlessly with just a wave of his hand. The border soldiers were slaughtered in large numbers by the armor warriors, and their bodies were chopped into pieces with swords and axes. Entire groups of infantrymen were knocked over by the armors and trampled to pieces. Their corpses covered the battlefield, and blood flowed into rivers.
In this chaotic night, no one could tell how many elite border soldiers died in this massacre. As for anyone who survived the horrific killing field, it was purely because they were lucky. The Dongling Guards' main target was the escaping frontier soldiers in battle armor, so they ended the killing hastily and chased the remnants of the enemy. .
¡°However, this bloody and long night has not passed, and the fierce battle is still continuing.
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