Chapter Ninety-Three: A Call for Help
The plan of the ancient Huns has been brewing for a long time, and they know that with the assistance of that nobleman at this moment, it is the best time to destroy the northern army, and they are not underestimated by the enemy, in the face of such a legion of several hundred people, they have surrounded it with dozens of times the strength, including the 1,000 golden wolf iron cavalry that they are most proud of.
This time, they are determined to win.
However, looking at the suddenly opened city gate, they were a little confused.
Li Qianmo was wearing Xuan armor, kicking the snow black horse under his crotch, and slowly walked out of the city gate with a candle dragon knife in his hand, and eight people behind him followed in two teams.
The nine people are actually female generals, and this is to be surrendered, but it is really not in line with the style of the Li ** team to surrender without a fight.
The people of the ancient Hungarian nationality were even more confused, they didn't know what medicine was sold in Li Qianmo's gourd, and everyone stretched their necks to watch the excitement.
As Qianmo and the others left the city, the city gate behind them was slowly closed.
"Kill!" Li Qianmo's knife handle slapped on the black horse's buttocks, like a black lightning bolt rushing towards the golden wolf iron rider who was only a few hundred steps away from him.
"Ah!" The tens of thousands of ancient Hungarian troops were in an uproar in an instant, and she dared to come and kick the camp?
Facing Li Qianmo, who rushed quickly, the other party was a little flustered, but after a while, arrows rained down.
But Li Qianmo's horse was too fast, the feather arrow didn't even touch their shadows, the Mo knife in her hand slashed fiercely, and the fiery red spiritual power blade instantly split the general and the horse with the golden wolf iron horse in the first place, and the red light did not stop, and the dozen or so people behind him were killed in a row before slowly dissipating, and the other party suddenly had a commotion, Li Qianmo took the opportunity to lead the eight people behind him and rushed into the enemy formation.
The previous general in the early stage of the Ascension Realm was caught off guard and was killed by Qianmo, at this time, there was no strong person in the Ascension Realm in the array, Qianmo waved the Mo knife in his hand, leading the eight people like an indestructible arrow, everywhere they went, everyone and horses were shattered, wailing all over the field, and blood flowed like a river.
The ancient Huns are stupid, this woman is a madman, right?
After a while, he reacted, and there was a commotion in the other battalions, and some strong men wanted to go forward to increase their troops, but because of the too many men and horses on their side, it was difficult to get close, and they couldn't help but hear a few roars.
However, when they were in a panic, no one noticed that in a hole in the south wall of the city, a man and a dog quietly came out of the cover of wild grass and stones.
Xiao Chuan glanced back at the not tall guard, and the worry in his heart was extremely strong, but he resolutely set off cautiously with a roar, if you can't find a rescue soldier this time, I will come back to fight and die here with you.
The enemy troops in the south of the city saw that the people on the west side were on their backs, some of the strong men had already galloped to help, and the rest of the people were also paying attention to the movement there, but they did not guard against someone slowly crawling in front of them in the grass.
Xiao Chuan jumped up from the ground suddenly, waved his double sword, and rushed towards the cavalry, following Li Qianmo's example, he eliminated the enemy in the first place with one sword, and then rushed into the formation.
He was short in stature, so he thought of a bad trick, he frantically chopped and chopped the horse's leg in the middle of the journey, and for a time the war horses on the battlefield screamed continuously, and many cavalry fell off their horses without warning, and were pressed under the tall horses, and the formation was suddenly chaotic.
No wonder Xu Ning's hook and sickle spearmen can even break Hu Yanzhuo's chain armor horse formation, this trick is really high.
Xiao Chuan passed through the camp without much effort, and with a roar, he ran desperately before the ancient Hun cavalry was reorganized, and disappeared in an instant.
And there was still chaos in the Golden Wolf Iron Cavalry camp in the west of the city, and Li Qianmo on the black horse was now completely stained with blood, even the Golden Wolf Cavalry, known as the most elite unit of the ancient Hungarian people, could not resist her holding the candle dragon sword at all.
However, at this time, she suddenly felt that several powerful forces were coming, and she knew that she could not fall in love with war, so Mo Dao turned the horse's head and led a few people away.
Many wolf riders didn't dare to pursue, and watched Li Qianmofu bring people back to the city again.
However, there were only six people who followed Qianmo back to the city. She looked at the sunset that was about to set in the south and west, and couldn't help but worry a little more about Xiaochuan and the soldiers in the city.
Ogawa no longer had time to worry about others, and he kept moving towards the place where the army might be stationed, while urging and roaring to look carefully for the army's traces. He didn't know that in the face of so many enemies, Li Qianmo, who was not known for his defense, would be able to hold out for a few days.
It seems that Li Qianmo's kicking camp has been blinded, and the cavalry of the ancient Hungarian tribe did not attack the Li ** team in the guard all night, but at dawn, they seemed to be ready, and their infantry had rushed towards the guard post with many weapons under the cover of arrows like a rainstorm.
The enemy army was outnumbered, and Qianmo scattered 200 people on the four walls to garrison, and he led the strongest few people as the most urgent place in the form of temporary support for the mobile team.
Fortunately, there were a lot of bunkers above the guard, and everyone was dodging the rain of arrows while shooting back at the enemy. The cavalry under the command of Qianmo was much better than the infantry of the ancient Huns who were cannon fodder, and after a few rounds of bows and arrows were fired, a large number of corpses were densely laid around the guard, but the ancient Hun people were still not afraid of death, holding a shield and stepping over the corpses of their compatriots to continue to move forward.
The arrows in the Qianmo army were almost in a hurry, but fortunately, there were still some weapons in the cellar, which relieved their urgent need, and then Qianmo sent people to collect the feathered arrows on the city wall.
During the siege of the city in the morning, the other party made no progress except for the corpses left in one place. However, more than 20 soldiers were also injured in the Qianmo army, and she looked at the enemy's temporarily retreating station with a gloomy face, even if the enemy army was so consumed, they would be consumed here in a few times. However, she was trapped in the city, but there was nothing she could do, and if she kicked the camp again, the enemy army that had prepared for it probably would not give her any chance.
Ogawa, can you get reinforcements for us?
"Ahh
However, he had no intention of joking at the moment, he had broken through for almost a day, and kept looking for it in the direction that Qianmo told him, he had almost reached the limit of his physical strength, and the Mo Dao Bi Feng on his back pressed him out of breath at all, how many times did he want to run happily after throwing it away, but how could such a precious spiritual weapon be easily discarded? And who knows what awaits him in the depths of the grassland?
Let's rest for a while, Xiaochuan really didn't have the physical strength to continue walking, so he sat on the ground. On the other hand, the roar that traveled lightly had almost no fatigue reaction, which made Xiaochuan hate itchy.
The enemy attacked again.
This time their offensive was obviously more ferocious, and some ancient Hun soldiers had already broken through the rain of arrows to the city, set up a cloud ladder and began to ascend the city.
Li Tang and the soldiers smashed all the equipment that could be used at the head of the city.
Xiao Chuan didn't dare to rest for too long, and after a while, he immediately set out on the road to ask for help.
Roar was his lucky star after all, and it finally made a discovery, and began to run in a certain direction.
"Dead dog wait for me, wait for me......" Ogawa chased after it screaming, but it was getting farther and farther away.
However, as Xiao Chuan ran hard step by step, he finally saw the flag fluttering in the wind not far away, which was Li Tang's military flag!
Xiao Chuan almost cried with joy, and even his running steps were much lighter, as if the fatigue of his whole body had been swept away by the hunting flag.
"Stop!" a loud shout rang out, and a burly warrior with a longbow aimed at Ogawa and Roar from afar.
Xiao Chuan's dress is a little weird, the armor borrowed by Qianmo is not the common Li ** standard, plus he continues to fight repeatedly, and his whole body is already sloppy, so the parade soldiers didn't see him as their own at all.
"I'm my own!" Ogawa shouted, pulling out their legion's armband and waving it vigorously.
Hearing Ogawa's accent and observing his armband, the man visibly let his guard down and put away his bow and arrows, but remained on guard with his sword in his hand.
Xiao Chuan had to come and verify his identity with the man, so he hurriedly asked, "Dare to ask the eldest brother where the camp of the Northern Army is located?"
"We are the Fifth Regiment of the Twelfth Zhichong Mansion of the Northern Army, could it be that you also came to rescue the soldiers of the army? Why are you alone?" the man looked at Xiao Chuan with some strange eyes.
"The Fifth Regiment of the Twelfth Folding Chongfu of the Northern Army?" Xiao Chuan was stunned for a moment, "Then who is your commander?" Xiao Chuan remembered what Li Fu had said to him before, and he faintly felt bad in his heart.
"It's Lord Zhong Shenxiu!" the soldier said.
Ogawa's heart sank to the bottom.
However, after a few moments, he suddenly reacted, "What did you just say, the rescue army?" he asked in surprise.
"It seems that you don't know that we were also investigating the situation of the ancient Hungarian enemy, but suddenly Pao Ze brought us the news that the army was besieged, and it has been about two days since the calculation of the time. The man said.
"What are you talking about! How could our army of the Northern Army with more than 10,000 elite troops be surrounded so easily?" Xiao Chuan was shocked when he heard this, he didn't believe that there was an army on this continent that could besiege the Northern Army.
"It is said that there are more than ten times the number of enemy troops, and there are many cultivation masters, which makes it extremely difficult for the army to break through. The man sighed, not seeming to have thought of it.
Even if it is an army of 100,000, it is impossible to trap the Northern Army, and Xiao Chuan has a strong self-confidence, but what is the matter with these cultivation masters? Isn't it that the people of the ancient Hungarian nationality are not good at cultivation, and they only rely on the words of the legion, and the masters in their army will definitely not be able to compare with the Northern Army.
The two of them had already walked to their makeshift tent between the conversations, "Our adults are making a strategy in there right now, and you are here, and I will report to you later." ”