Golden Age Legitimate Fei

Chapter 315

"General yuan." Leng Qingyu came in a hurry. Less than a month from the war, Leng Qingyu's indifferent young face is full of vicissitudes and setbacks. Yuan Pei looked at him, shook his head and sighed, "general Leng, what's the matter?"

Leng Qingyu glanced at the place where the flag was fluttering in the distance, and frowned: "general yuan, we have been closing the city for a long time. We are afraid that it will damage the morale of the soldiers."

Yuan Pei said: "general Leng, you can rest assured that the morale of the Mohist army will never be suppressed just because of these days. As we all know, our army does not have the strength to compete with Xiling at present. It is the only thing we can do at present Leng Qingyu takes a look at the soldiers who stick to the city, and his eyes are dark. Yuan Pei was right. What was really hit was not the morale of the Mohist army, but the morale of less than 10000 garrison soldiers brought out from Xinyang City. After this great defeat, these disabled soldiers have already been completely destroyed. In recent days, the soldiers of Xiling have been attacking continuously, which makes them feel like frightened birds. If we go on like this, we don't have to wait for Jiangxia to be broken. We are afraid that things will go wrong.

"This is the battlefield. My task is to keep Jiangxia. General Leng, the current situation will not be benefited by the temporary dispute of will. The soldiers in Xiling are not worthless. Once tens of thousands of our soldiers enter the hundreds of thousands of troops, it is no different from water into the sea. They can only swallow it. " Yuan Pei language focuses on the long Dao. Leng Qingyu was silent. Yuan Pei said that he did not understand, but that he could not bear the current predicament. In fact, the victory or defeat of this war has nothing to do with him. It can be predicted that in the near future, even if it is not the punishment of the emperor, it must be idle for the whole life. In this life, he will never have the opportunity to lead the army. Attack, defend.

The soldiers of both sides fought tirelessly day and night, and the corpses were piled up under the tower and the blood flowed into a river. The bodies of our own people and the bodies of our enemies have long been indistinguishable. All people seem to be fighting with instinct. Then, Jiang Xia's troops were only 50000, including those who died in the war in support of Xinyang. In fact, the number of people is less than 40000, and even with the disabled and defeated generals retreating from Xinyang, it is less than 50000. However, their enemies have more than 200000 elite soldiers. These soldiers are the soldiers and horses that Zhennan king has spent countless efforts to cultivate in the past ten years. They are also the elite among the elite. Jiangxia garrison force is less and less, each time as if the next moment the gate will be broken, but the time is a quarter of the past, and the tower is still hanging the banner belonging to the great Chu and Mohist army.

Behind the Xiling army, Zhennan king looked at the closed gate in the distance.

"Lord, they can't hold on."

Zhennan king did not speak, but his eyes were full of respect for the enemy. Five days and twelve hours without interruption. Only a few tens of thousands of people, even he himself may not dare to guarantee that he can survive until now. This is not something that the general can do with wisdom and ability. It also requires that the whole army has unparalleled faith and determination. After a long time, Zhennan Wang said in a deep voice: "continue! In one hour, we will conquer Jiangxia! "

After more than an hour, the gate of Jiangxia city finally fell down heavily and slowly. On the tower, Yuan Pei, who was bathed in blood, threw away his robes and glanced at the soldiers already on the tower and said in a sharp voice, "kill me!"

All the soldiers were red eyed, and it was their shame that the city guarded by the Mohist army was trampled on by the enemy. And they must wash away such shame with the blood of the enemy. All the soldiers rushed to the nearest enemy, on the tower, at the gate, on the street, fighting was everywhere.

Leng Qingyu stood at a corner of the street, looking at the fight in front of him, his eyes red as if to drip blood. Behind him were a group of disabled soldiers who had escaped from Xinyang. They could no longer fight, and no one asked them to pick up weapons again. Leng Qingyu looked back at them and said in a deep voice, "see? They are the generals and soldiers of big Chu, just like you! What did they do? What did we do? It's the general who failed to defend Xinyang. You can do it yourself With that, he pulled out his sword and rushed out.

The disabled soldiers looked at each other. For a long time, a man held the knife in his hand and rushed out. And then one more, one

A group of soldiers, completely different from the black Mohist army, rushed out of the street corner and jumped at the enemy troops pouring in from the gate of the city. When the soldiers of Xiling were blocked from entering the city, the beast in their hearts was aroused. They screamed and rushed to every soldier of big Chu. In an instant, blood came down the street.

"Boom -"

the earth shaking sound came from far and near, and everyone couldn't help being stunned. The surviving soldiers of the Mohist army burst into ecstasy and anger, "black cloud riding! Here comes the black cloud! Reinforcements are coming

On the broad street, the dark crowd rushed forward with the momentum and fierce evil spirit. The leader of a red man galloped to the city. Qingyue's voice was full of murderous spirit, "block the gate of the city, and none of the thieves who enter the city are allowed to go out. Left and right wings, go up to the city wall

"Yes

The black army emerged from the end of the street like a tide, rushing towards the people fighting at the gate of the city. The city gate which collapsed a quarter of an hour ago was quickly closed again. Those soldiers who rushed into the city of Jiangxia in order to seize military achievements were terrified to find that they were turtles in a jar and trapped in a cage. The soldiers in black rushed to their respective places in an orderly manner. The wall, which was full of grey figures of soldiers in Xiling, suddenly emerged countless men in black, and the battle began again.In the distance, the king of Zhennan looked at the soldiers in black suddenly appeared on the wall, and his face changed greatly. Then I saw a figure in red on the wall of the city. He was like a dragon.

"Lord, that is the distance between Phoenix and Phoenix. Chujing, also known as Fengsan childe, is the richest son of Chujing. He was expelled from his family when he was young. When he was a teenager, he followed Mo xiuyao on the battlefield, and he was one of his cronies. He appears here. It must be the reinforcements of the Mohist army. " Zhennan King's face was gloomy and said in a deep voice: "continue to attack!"

The battle drum is shaking the sky, the gray figure and the black figure fight each other into a piece. But Jiangxia's gate has never been pushed open. When countless archers in black appeared on the wall, and the sharp arrows attacked the people under the wall like a shower, a thin white figure calmly walked up the wall. Standing beside her are the Marquis Muyang and Zhuo Jing. Obviously, it's the bloody rain all over the sky, but the snow-white Luoyi is unexpectedly not contaminated with a little blood. Pure white gives people a kind of inexplicable cold and killing.

Ye Li stood on the wall and looked far away at the commander of Xiling army behind the enemy. Even though he could not see the other side's face, he could still detect the momentum and anger on the other side. With a slight sneer on her lips, she said in a cold voice, "none of the Xiling soldiers who enter Jiangxia city will stay. All the bodies are thrown out of the city! "