At this time, the Jiu'an Mausoleum is completely a world of iron and blood, extremely chaotic, but at this moment, looking at the iron-like figure at the front of the cloud ladder, the eyes of all the Yunqin soldiers are a little stagnant, their expressions are very complicated, some contempt and anger, but more are confusion and fear.
Even Zhuo Hezhi, the Mausoleum Governor who has the belief of death, is in the same mood at this time.
Wenren Cangyue, the supreme commander of the Great Mang's Seventh Army, came to the front line in person like this, and personally attacked the city, and there was no cultivator in the city who could stop him, so what should he do about Jiu'an Tomb "Death will be death."
The cloud ladder was set up to the head of the city in the midst of countless arrows, and when there were still more than ten meters to meet, a private school gentleman who was holding a spear and had been fighting on the castle tower let out a sigh, and then ran, his body flew up like a feather, and flew to the moon on the ladder.
This is a folk cultivator of Jiu'an Mausoleum, most of the people in the army don't even know his name, only know that the previous war was tense, and when most of the people in Jiu'an Mausoleum evacuated, he stayed in the city with some young adults.
At this time, he flew towards the top of the ladder and fell towards the city tower, stabbing the spear in his hand, and the body of Wenren Cangyue did not move, but just glanced at him.
With such a simple glance at him, a sword light had already crossed the spear and sliced through the head of the private school gentleman.
The head and body of the private school gentleman were separated and fell on the castle tower below.
Blood sprayed.
The previous sigh of this private school gentleman was not loud, and he was beheaded by Wenren Cangyue in one move, and he had no ability to resist at all, but it was such a picture, but it did not bring more despair to all the Yunqin soldiers, but made all the Yunqin soldiers burn in their hearts and eyes.
"Traitor" A black-armored school officer clenched the long knife in his hand, laughed disdainfully, and then rushed towards Wenren Cangyue.
A soldier named Yun Qin fell.
Wen people walk on the city wall.
No one could stop him, and I don't know how many sergeants and cultivators fell under his magic sword.
But there were more and more Yun Qin soldiers rushing towards him, like cháo water, although he could still move forward, but behind him, all of them were cut off from the cháo water and drowned.
His figure was completely submerged in the black sè cháo water and blood rain.
I don't know how long it took, but the cháo water gradually disappeared.
Wen Ren Cangyue's body slowly appeared, and he stood in the middle of it with a curled black sèbian army sword in each hand.
He was surrounded by overlapping corpses.
The entire Jiu'an Mausoleum began to gradually become quiet.
A reckless general suddenly felt inexplicably tired and panicked.
They have also participated in several siege battles before, but this time is different from the previous times, I don't know if it is just because the beheaded private school Mr.
Jiu'an Mausoleum has been completely breached, but there is no street fighting at all, all the people who can fight in the mausoleum rushed to the city tower or rushed to the city wall.
This is completely out of line with the law of war, and it can't kill more reckless soldiers at all, but compared to killing more reckless soldiers, this city at this moment makes this reckless general feel more tired and panicked.
His body shook, and in his sight, there were dozens of Yun Qin soldiers who had been surrounded by groups, and under the stinging of the various long blades of the Da Mang soldiers, they were still trying to approach Wen Ren Cangyue, but it was those Da Mang soldiers who surrounded these Yun Qin soldiers who were retreating in fear.
The reckless general also saw that even Wenren Cangyue, who was strong enough to kill anyone in this city in a single breath, the armor on his body was covered with all kinds of marks, and even on his face, there were some white marks of slashing.
At the end of the battle, in order to save soul power, Wenren Cangyue no longer even used flying swords, but only used the skills of fighting to kill close enemies.
These traces on Wenren Cangyue's body suddenly made this reckless general's heart feel a little inexplicably desperate.
Wenren Cangyue didn't care about the scattered Yunqin soldiers.
He walked slowly down the tower, and walked to a column that had been assembled, before the light cavalry that was waiting for him.
Even though the armor on his body kept dropping some metal dust as he walked, and even though his soul power was almost exhausted, his expression was still strong, calm, and resolute.
He got on the horse, closed his eyes directly, and quickly entered a state of meditation and practice.
A lieutenant general beside him helped him pull the horses, and this column of light cavalry rushed through the Jiu'an Mausoleum and continued to advance non-stop.
On this night, Wenren Cangyue suddenly came to the battlefield in person, one of the barriers on the west side of the Falling Star Mausoleum Jiu'an Mausoleum was broken, 40,000 Yunqin soldiers were killed in battle, Wenren Cangyue did not rest, led the cavalry to break through 300 miles again, and burned the Tianpingyao granary.
An hour before Tianpingyao, a granary that was enough to support more than ten military rations from the three fortresses of Nanling Province, was burned down, a Yunqin army that had set out from Heng'an Tomb and rushed to Jiu'an Tomb encountered a reckless army on a plain.
It is not possible for this reckless army to appear in such an area.
To be able to appear here, it is only after a long and rapid march, and the physical strength will be seriously overdrawn.
In fact, many of the reckless soldiers were extremely tired, and many of them even showed signs of slight dehydration.
The number of Yunqin troops that set out from Heng'an Tomb was 30,000, and the number of this Damang army was only about 30,000, and there was no time to arrange any fortifications on this plain.
When the vanguard army passed these exact news to the Chinese army, the eyes of the highest-ranking Yun Qin general in the army instantly became bright as stars.
Without hesitation, he gave the order for the whole army to assault.
The Jiu'an Mausoleum needs time, even if the Jiu'an Mausoleum has already been lost, the sooner they arrive, the more chance they have to avenge the soldiers of the Jiu'an Mausoleum and recapture the Jiu'an Mausoleum.
The one-to-one ratio of the Yun Qin army has never been afraid of the reckless army, especially when the opponent's physical strength has exceeded the limit and the combat power has greatly decreased, from this high-ranking general of Yun Qin to every soldier, they are confident enough to quickly turn this battle into a one-sided slaughter.
The bloody battle soon began.
However, after a long time, it was not this Yunqin army that thought it would be victorious, but this reckless army that began to walk hard in a pool of blood, clean up the ordnance and retreat to the direction of Jiu'an Mausoleum.
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The night sè once again shrouded the Falling Star Mausoleum.
A middle-aged man wearing a plain robe and carrying a dusty cloth covering the official road along the way walked into the Falling Star Mausoleum and walked into the camp where Gu Yunjing placed a huge sand table.
Looking at the back of this middle-aged man, many Yun Qin sergeants along the way who were worried about the unfavorable battles in the near future were guessing in their hearts what the identity of this middle-aged man was, and they actually needed the personal general under General Gu to leave the Falling Star Mausoleum to greet him, and they needed General Gu to prepare a sand table early to wait for his arrival.
There were only three people left in the camp of Nuoda.
Gu Yunjing, whose hair was all white, and the corners of her eyes began to be covered with wrinkles.
The grim general who always followed him, always wearing a dark red metal mask on his face.
There was also this middle-aged man in a plain robe.
The middle-aged man untied the cloth that shielded him from the wind and sand, revealing his face and shaking off the dust on his body.
He is Zhou Ruohai.
Yun Qin Shoufu before Wen Xuanshu.
There was no superfluous rhetoric, just bowed to each other, and he looked carefully at the sand table in front of him, and then asked seriously, and said: "It seems that there is still a balance of power now."
"It looks like so."
Gu Yunjing looked at him and said with a smile: "But in fact, it's not, Wenren Cangyue mostly relied on Da Mang and some large ordnance that captured our Yun Qin in front of him, but in fact, he has hoarded a large number of ordnance from some workshops in Purgatory Mountain.
These ordnance were all light ordnance, and their usefulness was not obvious when attacking the city, but in the next interspersed assault, the same number of Yun Qin troops could not be defeated at all. ” "That's what he's thinking about."
Zhou Shoufu frowned slightly and groaned.
Gu Yunjing bowed his head and said: "Most of the local armies are still on the way, as long as they capture the Falling Star Tomb in these few days, the entire deployment will be completely chaotic, and the subsequent local armies will not be useful at all, and the war is already nearing the end. ” "It's convenient for both sides to fight for these few ri."
Zhou Shoufu said quietly: "The light ordnance advantage he has accumulated so far can only last for a few ri, and the rapid penetration of the reckless army can only last for a few ri." ” "Yunqin is in civil strife, and the three provinces behind him have been evacuated, these ri's days are not yet completely connected, and when Wenren Cangyue is a real hero, only seize this opportunity."
Gu Yunjing smiled: "But this is also an excellent opportunity for us, as long as we resist under the blow that he smashes all his strength, I can launch a counterattack." ” After a slight pause, Gu Yunjing nodded at the Falling Star Mausoleum in the sand table and said, "The Falling Star Mausoleum is not the place where this decisive battle will begin, but the place where my counterattack will begin." ” Looking at Gu Yunjing's fingers, and looking at the movements in the rest of the sand table, Zhou Shoufu seemed to have completely understood, and said solemnly: "Where is the decisive battle?"
"The Tian'an Mausoleum has been lost, the Heng'an Mausoleum will be lost, the Da Mang army can easily break through from the west side, and it is a foregone conclusion that the soldiers will fall under the Star Mausoleum City."
Gu Yunjing raised two small black flags and inserted them on the northeast side, "The decisive battle place is in this Shaohua Mausoleum and Dongjing Mausoleum."
Starting from the beginning of the Da Mang army's attack on the Falling Star Tomb, the number of victories and defeats is in three days, I will hold on to the Shaohua Tomb for three days, as long as the Shaohua Tomb is not lost, the main force of the local army of the Southern Ling Province with a large number of heavy ordnance will pass through the Shaohua Tomb and reach the Falling Star Tomb within three days.
There is a reckless army all the way, and at the same time, it will take the East Jingling Tomb and attack the Falling Star Tomb.
If the Dongjing Mausoleum falls within three days, and the Da Mang army also arrives at the Falling Star Mausoleum, no matter how hard I try to smash all the old people here, it will be impossible for me to defend the Falling Star Mausoleum.
As soon as the grain, grass and ordnance in the Falling Star Mausoleum were lost, the next Wenren Cangyue only needed to ignore those mausoleums, as long as he played the game of wolves chasing fat sheep and annihilating local armies one by one. ” At this moment, the Da Mang army is interspersed in many places, and big battles are breaking out everywhere, and the battle situation is extremely chaotic, but for a character like Gu Yunjing, the battle situation has developed to the current stage, and the fog in front of him has dissipated, and the crux of this battle has clearly emerged.
In terms of the overall situation of the two sides at this time, it is only a bright yang war, and only in the process of fighting and fighting at these key points can there be various strategies and ways to use troops.
The battle situation in Zhou Shoufu's eyes was not chaotic and very clear, so he simply raised his head, looked at Gu Yunjing, and asked, "Where am I going to Shaohua Mausoleum or Dongjing Mausoleum?"
"Shaohualing."
Gu Yunjing looked at him and said, "There will be Qingluan Academy in the East Tomb. ” Zhou Shoufu nodded, put on the cloth that covered the dust on the dry road again, and said goodbye: "Okay, I'll go to Shaohualing." ” A head assistant who went to the country, came to the Falling Star Mausoleum without any stop, turned around and left, and went to the most dangerous place.
Gu Yunjing's expression didn't change either, but she bowed deeply and saluted him as a farewell
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