Chapter 561

"Shield!"

"Shield!"

"Shield!"

......

A leader of the White Rock Legion shouted hoarsely. But it's too late.

Rumble!

Just as one of the leaders of the White Rock Legion shouted, the air roared and boomed, and a huge axe spun violently from small to large, and the axe slashed into the head of the White Stone Legion.

"Kill ——"

An earth-shattering shout of killing came from all directions. The shield soldiers at the forefront of the Annan Protector Army had already been defeated, but at this time, countless axe soldiers suddenly rushed from both sides.

The huge Xuanhua axe shimmered with a cold light in the void, making anyone who saw it can't help but have their eyelids jumping.

Boom! Boom!

The Void Axe roared out like raindrops, slashing into the Whitestone Legion's array, bang, bang, bang! Countless soldiers of the Whitestone Legion snorted and fell to the ground like stakes, falling to the ground in a pool of blood.

"Resist! Resist! Resist......"

The generals of the White Stone Legion in the rear shouted frantically in a hurry. There were not many Annandu guards who fought from both wings, at least not as many as the White Lion Legion.

If you can withstand the crazy slaughter of the Annan Protectors, the battle situation can be completely rewritten.

"It's too late!"

On the top of the mountain, Wang Chong was condescending, hunting in robes, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.

The army of this era is still stuck in the pursuit of numbers, and it does not know what the real art of war is. No matter what kind of army, no matter how powerful it is, if it only knows how to rush and kill, and rushes forward when it sees people, it is a rabble!

In the face of a well-trained, unanimous opponent who is like a whole opponent, it is impossible to fight at all.

Boom! Boom!

What was a brief victory on the battlefield soon turned into a one-sided harvest, and thousands of Annan Protectors rushed down from the top of the hill, and the soldiers of the White Rock Army could not resist it at all.

This temptation was reversed in a short period of time.

"Withdraw!"

"Evacuate ——"

At the foot of the mountain, Duan Wu, the commander of the White Stone Legion, had a black face. The White Stone Legion was built by him, but he definitely didn't expect to fight like this.

"Pass me on the order to the plundering troops to prepare to press the ——"

Duan Wuxian was furious and shouted loudly.

However, before Duan Wuxian could send a reserve force to use, just when the big * team was killing all the way to the edge of the mountain, all the pursuit suddenly stopped.

Thousands of soldiers seemed to be frozen, and all of them stopped, as if there was an invisible line there.

Everyone is in unison, as if they were one person.

The spearmen and axes retreated first, and behind the army, the shieldmen who had been defeated came out again.

"Boom, boom!"

A large metal shield with more than one person and a flickering cold light stood like a wall again, erected at the foot of the mountain. The shield men were in front, the spearmen were behind, and the whole war was as if it had never happened.

Except for the corpses left all over the ground, there is no other evidence that this war ever took place!

Quiescence!

Silence!

Looking at the hillside, the order was forbidden, and the neat and uniform Annan capital guards, the eyes of Ge Luofeng and Daqin Ruozan became extremely ugly. And the fire tree on the side Guizang's eyes narrowed slightly, and his expression became serious.

In last night's battle, he was transferred away from the mountain by Wang Chong, and the whole process was also Wang Chong's conspiracy, and the cavalry used by Wang Chong never clashed with him head-on.

By the time he felt the frontal battle, the Annan Protectors had already evacuated safely.

This was the first time that Huoshu Guizang saw a frontal battle under the command of Wang Chong.

In this war, neither side dispatched all the troops, and the Mongolian-Ukrainian coalition army only dispatched part of the White Stone Army, which was not really strong at all.

But on the top of the mountain, the entire * team dispatched only part of the army at the foot of the mountain, and the entire mountainside up, all the big * teams did not move at all, from beginning to end, even at the height of the war, they did not participate in the battle at all.

There is no doubt that this tentative battle was a complete defeat for the Mongol-Ukrainian side!

"Bastard!"

Ge Luofeng looked at the * on the mountain, and only trembled with anger.

The White Stone Legion was one of the elite troops he trained, and he also had high hopes for Duan Wuxi, but how did he expect to be defeated so easily, and in front of Daqin Ruozan and Huoshu Guizang.

"What the hell is this bastard doing!"

Ge Luofeng was furious. In yesterday's battle, Wu Sizang was defeated twice, and more than 50,000 people died, Ge Luofeng was fine on the surface, pretending not to mind, but in fact, deep down he was more or less disapproving.

What is the difference between Duan Wuxi's current performance and Wu Sizang, in front of Daqin Ruozan and Huoshu Guizang, wouldn't it make him lose face.

"Don't be angry, this is just a temptation, it doesn't mean anything. ”

Daqin Ruozan shook his head and continued:

"The Fire Tree is hidden, this is your domain, what do you say?"

After speaking, he turned his head to look at the fire tree on the side and returned to hiding.

"This kid is not simple!"

The fire tree was silent for a while before speaking, and his expression was extremely solemn:

"The current Annan Protector Army is completely different from the previous one in his hands! I'm afraid this battle is a little troublesome!"

"Ahh

Hearing this, Daqin Ruozan's brows couldn't help jumping, and the ease and smile on his face suddenly disappeared.

Daqin Ruozan has been dating Huoshu Guizang for so long, and it is rare to see him show such a look, let alone hear him say the word trouble. Huoshu Guizang's character is fierce and aggressive, and when he encounters a powerful opponent, he will only find a way to defeat it, and he will not think about any trouble at all, no trouble.

"Is this kid really that powerful?"

Daqin Ruozan's brow slowly furrowed. He didn't know much about military things, but the nature of making the fire tree so cautious was completely different.

......

"Congratulations to the host for killing 8,700 Mengshezhao soldiers!"

At the same time, on the top of the mountain, the atmosphere was completely different from that at the foot of the mountain, and just as the battle was over, a familiar sound fell from the sky like rain.

Before this war could be counted, Wang Chong already knew about the losses of the Mengshe edicts. In just a few moments, the Mengshe edict had already lost more than 8,000 people!

"Great!"

A voice came from the side, and Uncle Chen looked at the silent Mengwu army at the foot of the mountain with a very excited expression.

It is no wonder that Uncle Chen is difficult to control himself, this Mengshe edict and Wu Sizang are menacing, and the army of 500,000 is far away, and the mountains and fields are like mountains and seas, giving people huge pressure.

Although he didn't say it on the surface, everyone, including Uncle Chen, was under pressure. The Annam Protector has failed too many times in the southwest.

This war is of great significance, if the first round of contact fails, not only will the Mongolian-Ukrainian coalition army move forward, but the morale of the Datang side will also collapse.

It was already an absolute disadvantage in terms of numbers, and if the first battle was still lost, it would be a devastating blow to the morale of the army.

But as long as you can win, the mentality is completely different.

The two commanders of the army, Xian Yu Zhongtong and Wang Yan, have been immovable, and half of the army has not participated in the war, which in itself is a manifestation of strength!

Wang Chong just smiled indifferently and didn't say anything. It's just a preliminary temptation, and it's nothing at all.

"It's a pity, it's a little close!"

Wang Chong looked down the mountain, and a thought flashed through his mind.

For every 10,000 more Mongol coalition troops killed, Wang Chong's upper limit increased by 500, 8,070, and the distance from 10,000 was obviously a little shorter.

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