Chapter 183 Xia Qing also wanted to reinforce Jin'an, but the soldiers under him were pitiful, with more than 10,000 people, and their combat power was not strong, so even if they went, they couldn't solve the substantive problem.
One of his staff members saw his concerns and admonished him: "Why don't the generals also send out the recruits in the battalion, there are as many as 30,000 recruits, and they have been training in the barracks for a long time.
There are 30,000 recruits, plus more than 10,000 soldiers on our side, there are more than 40,000 people, even if the combat strength is slightly worse, with the city defense of Jin'an, it can make up for the shortcomings. ” Yo, this is a solution, Xia Qing's eyes lit up first, and then he shook his head again and again, and said: "But the recruits are not at my disposal, where do I have the right to mobilize recruits to participate in the war?"
This is the truth, as the commander of the North Battalion, his duty is to guard the camp and train recruits, he has the right to train, but no command, if you want to transfer recruits, you need to have Shao Fang's approval.
Staff member Zhengse said: "In extraordinary times, extraordinary means can only be used.
Once Jin'an is lost, with the defense of our northern camp, it will not be able to resist the attack of the wind army, and if you want to keep the camp, you must first protect Jin'an.
The general is outside, the military order is still not subject to some things, and now Jin'an and Beiying are in danger, and the general mobilizes new soldiers to participate in the war, even if he lets the king know in the future, the king will never blame the general, but will only praise the general's improvisation and wisdom and decisiveness. ” "Oh" Xia Qing was so excited by the staff's words that he lowered his head and was silent, considering the pros and cons.
Seeing this, the partial general who came to Jin An for help hurriedly intervened and said: "General, the defenders of Jin An are less than 20,000, and they have now resisted the onslaught of the 100,000 army of the Wind Country, as long as the general is willing to help, he will definitely be able to keep the Feng army out of the city."
The general's words are naturally exaggerated, but it is true that the Jin An army still does not fall behind with fewer battles.
Xia Qing frowned, pondered for a while, and finally turned his heart sideways and said, "Okay, General Ben personally led the battalion generals and recruits to reinforce Jin'an."
When they heard this, all the people in the tent were overjoyed.
Xia Qing's decision is undoubtedly right, at this critical moment, no matter whether it is reasonable or reasonable, the Mo army in Beiying should go to reinforce Jin'an, which is close at hand, but people never dreamed that this seemingly correct decision would bring the Beiying army into a hell from which they will never recover.
Mo Guoce's general Xia Qingqin led a Beiying army of more than 10,000 plus 30,000 recruits, leaving Beiying and going north to reinforce Jin'an.
When this huge group of men and horses marched to the middle of Jin'an and Beiying, suddenly the whistle around was loud, shouting and killing, and then, in all directions, arrows rained down, and countless wind troops rushed out from the shadows.
On the way from Beiying to Jin'an, there were so many wind troops in ambush, which the Mo army never expected, because they did not hear any wind in advance, people even wondered if the wind army in front of them fell from the sky.
Unprepared and unguarded, the Mo army of more than 40,000 people was caught off guard by the 30,000 wind army in ambush.
In particular, the 30,000 recruits in the Mozambican army were completely blinded by the sudden appearance of the wind army, the recruits did not know how to respond, and the training on weekdays did not teach this, and the people stood up in a daze, not knowing whether to resist or retreat now, and if they resisted, they did not know whether to line up or fight alone.
You live and die, everyone is desperately on the battlefield, life and death are only in a thought, no one will have time to teach you how to do it, all the experience is based on yourself and your comrades and brothers with sweat and blood to find out, all the veterans are also after countless bloody battles and baptism after screening out of the elite people.
That's the difference between a recruit and a veteran.
The reason why the wind army is good at fighting is that it is strong in individual soldiers and overall combat is only one aspect, and another very important point is that it has rich combat experience.
In the long-term uninterrupted battle, recruits can grow into veterans in the shortest time, and recruits who become veterans can bring more recruits into veterans in the following battles, and so on.
If the wind army is suddenly ambushed, even if there is no general to give the commander to command, the soldiers below also know how to protect themselves, how to respond, how to cooperate with their companions to protect themselves and kill the enemy to the greatest extent, but the recruits of Mozambique can not do this at all, the 30,000 recruits, under the surprise attack of the wind army, are like flies without a head, people shout and neigh, cry and cry, and become a mess.
Not to mention them, even Xia Qing, the commander of the Mo army, was panicked at this time, looking left and right, not knowing how to deal with the enemy forces around him.
Xia Qing, who was born in the aristocracy, although he has been a general of the official residence, but he has never been on the battlefield, nor has he experienced a war, in his imagination, the two armies are at war, as the main general of one side, he only needs to strategize in the rear and give orders, and now, he is suddenly in the whirlpool of war between the two sides, surrounded by people, and the outside is overwhelming with enemy troops, he doesn't know what to do, and he doesn't know what kind of order to give.
Whoosh A stray arrow shot from nowhere hit the leg of his war horse, the war horse was in pain, the two front hooves were raised high, and the strange scream, Xia Qing, who was panicking immediately, was directly overturned off the war horse.
This fall finally woke him up, sat on the ground, blushed and thick-necked, and shouted at the throat: "Meet the soldiers of our army, line up to fight" The Mo army also wanted to line up, but now it was no longer in formation, and the charging wind army was like a tiger descending the mountain, tearing through the outer defense line of the Mo army, rushing into the camp of the Mo army, and launching a hand-to-hand combat with the Mo army.
This kind of fighting, which is not opportunistic and relies solely on personal strength, is what the wind army likes to fight the most.
Countless red-eyed wind soldiers threw off their armor, tore off their military uniforms, fought shirtless, frantically waved their weapons at the enemy, slashed one enemy after another to the ground, and then cut off the opponent's head, wrapping it around his waist with his hair bun.
In the eyes of Mo Jun, the Feng army with hideous facial features, covered in blood, and with a bloody human head hanging from his waist, was no different from the demon that came out of hell.
Without the wind army rushing to the front, just seeing the appearance of the wind army from a distance, the soldiers of the Mo army had already felt cold and fear in their hearts, their legs and stomachs turned tendons, and they involuntarily retreated again and again.
In this battle, the most exciting one is Qi Heng.
As a Moren bandit, he felt such excitement for the first time, the blood in his body was boiling, looking at the wolf-like wind army around him, he sighed in his heart, this is the real warrior, this is the real tiger and wolf army, this is the real brother who is qualified to fight side by side with him.
The fighting spirit and ferocity of the wind army also stimulated the beastly nature that had been sealed in Qi Heng's body for a long time to the maximum, and he had no compatriot feelings for the Mo army in front of him, so he picked up the nine-turn soul breaking knife in his hand and rushed into the crowd, rushing left and right to kill, and killing in a big way.
Qi Heng's power is infinite, and his cultivation is profound, and his combat power can be placed among the super-first-class generals of the current countries.
He entered the camp of the Mo army, and it really became a nightmare for the Mo army.
Every time the spirit knife is swung, there will always be several Mo soldiers on the spot, and every time the spirit knife releases its skills, there will always be dozens or hundreds of Mo soldiers who fall in a pool of blood.
He rushed all the way down, where he passed, the corpses were all over the field, the blood flowed like a river, unconsciously, he had killed to the center of the Mozambican army's camp, raised his eyes to look forward, and saw the handsome flag of the Mozambican army not far away, he laughed on his back, raised his knife and slapped the horse, and rushed to kill the past.
Seeing that an enemy general was coming towards him, Xia Qing, who had just changed his war horse, trembled in his heart, and shouted to the only three remaining partial generals around him: "Meet the enemy and quickly block the enemy general."
The three Mozambican generals shouted loudly in unison, urging their horses to rush towards Qi Heng.
With one enemy and three enemies, Qi Heng was not in a hurry, and after the three of them came closer, the spirit knife in his hand flashed out of the glow of ten thousand ways, and the spirit chaos was released.
The three partial generals used their strength to eat, tried their best to release their spiritual martial arts skills, and reluctantly took Qi Heng's spiritual chaos pole, but before they had time to catch their breath, Qi Heng had already urged the horse to rush to the front of the partial general, and the knife fell in his hand, and a click was heard in the ear chakra, and the nine-turn soul breaking knife after the spirit actually cut the partial general with a gun in two.
"Ahh The two generals on the left and right could see it clearly, and they both screamed in surprise, and the two of them stabbed horizontally with their guns, dividing the left and right ribs.
The latter shouted, "Good coming," and he leaned back to make an iron bridge, and his whole body was almost attached to the horse's back.
Hmmm, mph Two spirit spears swept past him, and without waiting for the other party to withdraw the spirit spear, he moved his arm strength horizontally, slammed the spirit knife upward, and shouted: "Let go" When it was long With a piercing sound of iron weapons colliding, his spirit knife was slamming on the double spear, and the two generals were also obedient, and the spirit spear in their hands flew out of their hands, spinning into the air.
Looking at the palms of the two generals again, the spirit armor on the palms was shattered, and blood flowed down the fingers.
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Oh, why is this person's strength so great The faces of the two generals changed greatly, and there was no weapon in their hands, where could it be the opponent of the other people, and the two turned their horses to run, Qi Heng sneered, raised the knife in his hand, and slashed to the left and right in a row.
Click, click, neat two knives.
Two large human heads rolled to the ground, and two headless corpses were dragged away from the battlefield by frightened horses.
After slashing three Mo generals in a row, Qi Heng was even more arrogant, looking at Xia Qing, who was full of panic in front of him and was about to urge the horse to escape, he shouted: "Rats, where do you want to run?"
This sound of breaking off scared Xia Qing into dissipation, and the latter screamed strangely, slipped his feet on the stirrups, and rolled off the war horse.
Qi Heng laughed, stepped forward quickly, crossed his arms, with the knife in front and the head of the knife behind, and stabbed the ground violently, and heard a thud, and the knife directly pierced Xia Qing's chest.
Qi Heng used his arms to exert his strength, raised the spirit knife, and lifted Xia Qing, who had not yet lost his breath, into the air
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