Chapter 221: The Bloody Battle of Wancheng (3)

Hundreds of thousands of routs stopped at the decisive rebel warlords, which greatly reduced Lin Feng's tactics of rolling up the bead curtain.

The speed of the cavalry slowed down, and its innate impact power naturally could not be brought into play.

Seeing this scene, Lin Feng's expression frowned slightly, and the dragon sword in his hand slashed down in the air, directly splitting a rebel who rushed in half, and shouted angrily: "Scatter them, scatter them, and never let them close together." ”

The dragon scale iron cavalry and the elite of the Qingfeng Battalion, who had received orders from the main general, slashed towards the rebels with a team of 3,000 people, like a sharp sword shining with a soaring cold light.

"Pass the order, let Xue Yong lead the brothers of the vanguard battalion, bypass the Yanle Iron Cavalry, and besiege and kill the rebels of Zhao Wen's department, and this battle will definitely defeat them in one fell swoop." Seeing that the battle here was in a state of glue, Lin Feng frowned slightly, and shouted urgently.

"Let Zhao Wenlong lead the brothers of the Shangwu Battalion, and also bypass the Yanle Iron Cavalry, help the defenders in the city, stabilize the battle situation in Wancheng, and prevent the enemy army from being defeated in the city."

Several personal soldiers took the order flag from Lin Feng's hands and rode their horses in the direction of Zhao Wenlong and Xue Yong.

"General Xue, the general has an order, ordering your troops to bypass the Yanle Iron Cavalry and work with the defenders in the city to besiege and kill Zhao Wenbu."

Xue Yong was in the middle of the killing, and when he heard that the general actually let him withdraw from the battle, he was a little reluctant in his heart. However, it was just a little unwilling, and he never completed Lin Feng's orders without discounting.

Then he took the order flag handed over by the herald, and shouted: "Pay attention to alternate cover, and kill Zhao Wen's old thing." ”

"Alternate cover, withdraw from the battlefield, and kill the rebels under Zhao Wen's department."

At the same time, Zhao Wenlong's department also received Lin Feng's order. Then he didn't hesitate, and let his soldiers retreat in the direction of Wancheng.

Since Xue Yong and Zhao Wenlong led the army to withdraw, the gap between the two sides was immediately opened. In an instant, the rebels who were surrounded in it rushed away like a flood that burst its banks.

The vast majority of these frightened routs have lost their combat effectiveness. Let them out, and let the despair spread like a plague in all directions.

Second, it can also quickly end such a glue state, so that they can have a face-to-face life-and-death confrontation with the main force of the rebels, Yanle Iron Cavalry.

Morale has fallen to the bottom, so Yan Le desperately needs a victory to boost morale. And he also knew very well in his heart that the young man in silver armor in front of him was Lin Feng, the commander of this counterinsurgency.

As long as they can kill them, they can turn the tide, reverse the tide of the situation, and achieve the final victory.

Thinking that his side still had the hope of winning, Yan Le was excited in his heart, and immediately pulled his throat and shouted: "Brothers, come with me, anyone who can kill the enemy's main general will be sealed and rewarded, with a reward of 100,000 gold coins and 100 beauties!" ”

Hearing Yan Le's sky-high bounty, the iron knights under his command were immediately as excited as if they had beaten expired chicken blood. Although they were caught off guard just now, the other party has few people after all, and they still occupy an absolute numerical advantage here.

When the pioneer general Zhao Pujing heard the commander's order, he immediately raised his throat and shouted: "Brothers, the opportunity to make a contribution has arrived, rush with me, kill!" ”

Under the leadership of Zhao Pujing, tens of thousands of iron horsemen under his command rushed towards Lin Feng's department like a rolling tide.

Seeing this scene, Lin Feng frowned slightly, and the dragon sword broke through the air, and the phantom of the green dragon hovering above the blade of the sword raised its head to the sky and let out a soul-stirring roar, startling the other party's horse to hiss.

The sharp shadow of the sword slashed down like lightning that pierced the night. In an instant, more than a dozen rebels died under the sword in a daze, and became cold corpses forever.

Then, Lin Feng condensed a cracked empty handprint on the palm of his hand, and it blasted over like an ancient mountain.

I only heard the sound of "boom", a thunderous loud sound, and the smoke of gunpowder was filled, and hundreds of iron riders were directly bombed into meat sauce, splashing everywhere.

At the moment when the enemy's rushing speed decreased, Lin Feng immediately did not hesitate, and hurriedly shouted: "Brothers, rush with me, kill!" ”

Zhou Daniu brandished a battle axe, and repeated the order of the main general Lin Feng at the top of his throat: "Brothers, follow the general and rush together, kill!" ”

In an instant, fifteen thousand iron horsemen, with Lin Feng as the tip of the sword, condensed a sword of death, and stabbed straight into the hearts of the rebels.

When several rebels saw Lin Feng killed, they raised their swords and surrounded him.

However, just as the murderous blade in their hands had just risen into the air, they felt a blinding cold flash in front of their eyes.

When they opened their eyes again, they were already surprised to find that their bloody head had rolled down to the horse's hooves, and before they could let out a scream, they were directly trampled into meat sauce by the rolling horses' hooves behind.

When Zhao Pujing saw this scene, he gritted his teeth vigorously, and directly waved the war knife that was still dripping blood, and led hundreds of elite soldiers to kill Lin Feng.

"Bang"

As soon as he looked at him, the war knife in his hand was directly cut in half.

Before he could recover from the shock, he saw a cold spirit sword piercing his throat. In an instant, my eyes were torn, and there were waves of unbelievable horror inside.

Lin Feng's wrist turned sideways, and the Dragon Yin Sword drew a blood waterfall in the air, directly cutting off the head of the rebel general.

Seeing the situation, Zhou Daniu of the pro-soldier team rose into the air and took Zhao Pujing's bloody head. Raise it high with a spear.

"The rebel general has been beheaded, brothers, follow the general to rush and capture the thief army commander Yan Le alive!"

Seeing this scene, the other pro-soldiers also raised their throats and shouted: "The rebel general has been pierced by needles, brothers, follow the general to rush together and capture the thief army commander Yan Le alive!" ”

Yan Le Tieqi heard the other party's earth-shattering shouting and killing, and he couldn't help but be shocked in his heart, and saw that his lord's bloody head had indeed been cut off.

Suddenly, the people panicked, and their morale fell to the extreme again, and they instinctively retreated.

When Yan Le saw this momentum, his eyes turned red, and he immediately raised his throat and shouted: "Stabilize me, steady, don't retreat, don't retreat!" ”

"Where is the overseer team, give it to me, whoever retreats, there will be no forgiveness for killing, no forgiveness for killing!"

Under the bloody slaughter of the Warlords, the rebels stabilized the situation once again.

"Yan Yong, you lead the troops to rush over for me and build the first line of defense!"

Yan Yong is Yan Le's younger brother, although the two were born in a big family, but because their mother is a maidservant, they are not treated by their father at all, and they are bullied and insulted by the clansmen.

So when they were very young, every time they were bullied, the two of them would hug their heads and cry in the middle of the night. Then he will make a blood oath that he will definitely get ahead in this life.

Later, they resolutely joined the army, relying on their own bravery, starting from the bottom soldiers, fighting with a sword and a sword, and climbed to the position of a general.

Subsequently, Yan Wangguang refused to respond to the rebels, and the two brothers united with Zhao Wen, killed Yan Wangguang at the banquet, and controlled Yanzhao County.

Because of his outstanding achievements, his brother Yan Le was named King of Yan, and he was also named the Marquis of Yongwu. This is something they would never have dared to think of before.

But now that they have been crowned kings and marquises, the brother who loves him the most, actually wants to go to death by himself, for a while, it is really difficult for him to accept?

"Big brother!" Yan Yong shouted urgently, trying in vain to use the brotherly affection contained in it to wake up Yan Le.

However, his brother didn't seem to hear anything, and shouted at the top of his voice: "What are you still doing in a daze, give it to me, if you can't stabilize the battle situation, we two brothers will have to bury our bones here today." ”

"Yes, the last general obeys!" Yan Yong shouted almost mournfully.

"Brothers, rush with me and kill!"

Yan Yong led his iron cavalry, like a beast in a rage, and killed Lin Feng.

Seeing the situation, Lin Feng drew a perfect arc in the air, swept through the thousands of armies, and slashed through the air.

The dozens of rebel iron horsemen who rushed to the front, but in the blink of an eye, they became the souls of the sword. There were also some rebels who were lucky enough to save their lives, but before they could react, they were swarmed by hundreds of personal soldiers led by Zhou Daniu and stabbed them to the ground one by one.

In an instant, the blood flowed like a waterfall, the corpses were like mountains, the sky, the war horses, and the eyes of the warring sides were all turned into death-like blood red in an instant, turning into purgatory on earth.

Yan Yong's blood-red eyes let out a beastly roar. Suddenly brandishing his spear, like a poisonous snake out of a hole, he swallowed deadly flames and stabbed towards Lin Feng.

Lin Feng didn't hesitate at all, he directly waved the Dragon Yin Sword and went straight to meet him.

"Bang!"

The crisp sound of metal clashing sounded in the air, and thousands of sparks burst out, falling with the wind, reflecting the faces of both warring sides.

Yan Yong struck the air with a blow, and immediately turned the horse's head, intending to return the gun and stab again.

However, before he could turn around, the murderous Dragon Yin Sword slashed through the air.

At the moment when his heart was like ashes, several pro-soldiers rushed forward without hesitation and blocked the fatal sword for him.

But even so, his arm was still injured by the residual sword qi. The arm with the gun was directly cut off. The gurgling blood, pouring out like a fountain on the spot, stained the sky red, and also stained his own eyes.

"Protect the general, protect the general, protect the general......" At the moment when Yan Yong was at a loss, the soldiers behind him pounced without hesitation and blocked the oncoming sword shadow for him.

Escorted by hundreds of soldiers who had died, Yan Yong barely managed to break out of the encirclement, like half of the rolling sea at low tide, and routed behind him......