Chapter 100: Anti-bones

If it was in the past, the old man would have directly drawn his knife and hacked this brat to death.

But today, it doesn't matter.

So in the sound of the rumbling war drums above the city, the old man laughed heartily, his white hair was flying, and the wisdom in his eyes was unfathomable.

"Virtuous nephew, I don't know what basis you have, but if you really want to rush into battle, I suggest you go to the right flank of the demon soldiers, yes, in that direction, don't worry about the demon soldiers firing arrows and volleys, as long as you can disrupt the right flank of the enemy, then the old man can guarantee that none of us will die, you just rush, and leave the rest to me." ”

Zhang Yang nodded heavily, yes, the old man is a famous general in the world, at this time, if he can't see some clues, then he really lived so old in vain.

At that moment, the ten strongest and best Qiao family disciples quickly changed their big shields, and without waiting for the drums on the city to end, they rushed out under Zhang Yang's command.

Fifty meters behind them were the 28 children of the Qiao family and the veterans of the guards led by the old man, and fifty meters behind them were women and children and five carts.

That's right, the entire battalion of dead soldiers, counting Zhang Yang, counting all the disabled, counting the old man, there are only 40 people who can fight, and the rest are either old women, women and children.

This is an alternative kind of full slaughter, but it just gives a chance to die in battle.

When the battalion of dead soldiers charged against the tens of thousands of demon soldiers on the opposite side, the 30,000 elite troops in the rear did not move at all, just watching, watching in the gradually brightening skylight, watching the old general who had fought for the Great Wei Dynasty all his life and made countless contributions led his children and grandchildren, like a lame old wolf, rushing towards his own death.

The old man roared, the veterans of the guards who had followed him for half his life roared, his sons and sons-in-law roared, and in the roar, there were still women's sobs and toddlers' cries, but the pace of the charge and the wheels did not stop at all.

A few gray-haired old women sat steadily on the car, driving the scalpers to speed up.

On the opposite side, in the military array of the demon soldiers, the edges of countless spears flickered in the skylight, and countless arrows rose slightly, as long as an order was given, it was ten thousand arrows fired at once.

Zhang Yang hid behind Uncle Qiao, very nervous, he was afraid that the old man would guess wrong, once the commander of the demon soldiers really ordered the arrows to be released, then don't say anything, dream of dying and returning to his hometown to eat melons.

500 meters,

400 meters,

Three hundred meters.

There was no sound of feather arrows breaking through the air, the old man guessed correctly, the demon soldiers had at least five thousand archers, if an order was given, it would be easy to shoot them to death eighty-seven small fish and shrimp, but it was really not worth it, and it was a waste of arrows and a waste of physical strength.

"Rush, speed up!"

Zhang Yang shouted, and at this time, a puff of feather arrows began to shoot over, but it was the three hundred demon archers dispatched by the demon soldiers.

Ejection!

"Soul Force Field!"

Invisibly, the soul force field has mastered an area with a diameter of five hundred meters, and there is no need to control the feather arrows too complicated, only to change the trajectory slightly at the moment when the feather arrows are thrown to the highest point, that is, the moment when the force is the least, and then the quasi-heads of these feather arrows that fall by gravity do not know where to fly.

At this time, Uncle Qiao, who was charging, and the other ten people still wondered, why did the accuracy of the demon archers become so poor?

But at this time, there is no time to think about it, they are all the most elite soldiers, and they naturally know that the most important thing at this moment is to charge and rush into the enemy formation as quickly as possible!

The demon archers had shot three rounds in ten seconds, and their commander had realized something, and immediately ordered the three hundred archers to retreat, because Uncle Qiao had already rushed within thirty meters of them.

But even so, the commander of the demon soldiers didn't take it to heart, just such a few people, he couldn't even rush the military formation in the front row, and in the blink of an eye, he would be cut into meat sauce by a random knife.

"This is the moment!"

Zhang Yang, who was hiding behind Uncle Qiao, suddenly contracted the soul force field to a secondary compression state.

In such a state, the consumption of soul power is not large, and the impact on teammates is not great, but if you control the magic weapon to attack, it can produce at least double the speed and double the impact lethality.

This is what Zhang Yang has tested with the Spear of Imprisonment.

So at this moment, the armor-piercing cones of the three high-grade magic weapons flashed like ghosts, and there was not even a shadow, and in an instant of 0.1 seconds, three rivers of blood were cut from the demon army array thirty meters away!

Yes, River of Blood!

It is because the throats of the teams of demon soldiers are penetrated, and the blood that splashes in an instant merges together, and the most magical picture is formed.

The power of the high-grade magic weapon was undoubtedly revealed at this moment.

In just one second, at least more than three hundred demon soldiers were killed, and the three armor-piercing cones were also out of control due to the exhaustion of spiritual endurance.

But this is terrifying enough, even if Zhang Yang is still a pseudo-immortal cultivator, this extraordinary attack method is extremely terrifying. So much so that when Uncle Qiao and the ten of them rushed in, there were corpses all over the ground, as if they were in a no-man's land.

"Old man, now is the time to test whether you are a famous general!"

Zhang Yang didn't care about looking back, and three armor-piercing cones flew out, not giving the demon soldiers a chance to react up and down, and continued to move forward and tear around!

Because there is not much time left for them, at most a minute, the commander of the demon soldiers will regroup, and when the time comes, without the deterrence of high-grade magic weapons, they can only wait for death.

But at least at this moment, because of the huge casualties and unknown means, it was inevitable that there would be a huge chaos in the demon soldiers' military formation.

Because no one knows what's going on?

This kind of golden opportunity, such as Uncle Qiao and these elites, how could they not grasp it, they quickly formed a single sword shield formation, slashing and charging all the way forward.

At the same time, the old man, who was already more than fifty meters behind, also burst out with a terrifying aura all over his body, like a tiger descending from a mountain, raising the heavy crossbow in his hand, and the momentum of his whole body was condensed on the heavy crossbow, and behind him 22 personal soldiers holding heavy crossbows and the children of the Qiao family also cooperated, aiming in one direction, that is, the right wing of the demon army formation, the position under a strange banner.

"Shoot!"

With the sound of the machine, 23 crossbow arrows broke through the air, like a dense swarm of bees, crossing a distance of hundreds of meters, taking advantage of the chaos in the demon army's formation, and shooting that position into a hornet's nest in the blink of an eye.

The commander of the right flank of the demon soldier was shot directly.

This is not a very important target, at least for the global battlefield, but at this moment, with the right wing commander of the demon soldiers being shot, the demon soldiers in this area can no longer be accurately mobilized, and the chaos cannot be effectively contained.

When Zhang Yang also used up the ninth armor-piercing cone, the elite of 30,000 friendly troops in the rear finally dispatched and attacked the right flank of the demon soldiers with heavy troops.

"Hahaha, Zhang Yeting's old horseman, to this day, don't you have to rely on my virtuous nephew to break the formation!"

The army charged, the landslide and the tsunami, but the old man laughed, there is no need to die today.

Yes, although Zhang Yang never said the plan, the old man knew who he was, so he used Zhang Yang's plan that was almost full of loopholes to formulate a new plan.

In the chaos, with the deterrence of the flamboyant armor-piercing cone, he didn't make a move, and he sniped the commander of the right wing of the demon soldier as soon as he made a move, which caused even greater chaos on the right wing of the demon soldier.

In this case, the 30,000 friendly troops sitting in the rear must attack.

Personal enmity to personal enmity, old grudge to old grudge, even if there are more than a dozen nobles sitting on the city wall waiting to see his Qiao family die, the great general Zhang Yeting must also seize this excellent fighter, take advantage of the chaos on the right flank of the demon soldiers, and directly press on the heavy troops.

Otherwise, if he Zhang Yeting is worthy of those nobles, he will be sorry for his generals, especially if there are still former generals standing there, isn't he afraid of mutiny?

Is it really a joke between women when the army fights?

If you don't attack when you have a good fighter, and then you have to pay heavy losses to win this battle, then the morale of this army is basically over.

Therefore, if the flamboyant plan is the leftovers that can't get on the stage, then the old man is playing Yangmou.

Otherwise, with the nine armor-piercing cones, he wants to chisel through the tens of thousands of demon soldiers, and he wants no one to be killed or injured, is this stupid kid crazy?

The rolling soldiers quickly overtook the old man and the children of the Qiao family, and the family members, from time to time, there would be soldiers throwing water bladders and dry food on the carts, and of course, more of them still dropped crossbow arrows.

You can't lose all the bolts, and you can't lose the heavy bolts, but who knows how many bolts I shoot in battle?

By the time Zhang Yang realized that there had been changes in the back, the overall situation had been decided, and they didn't even need to charge, more soldiers automatically replaced them, and the iron flow was like this, so easily they took the Bald Ridge Fortress, and then killed the demon soldiers for five miles in one go, and returned with a big victory.

He never dreamed that there would be such a change?

"Boy, you've got a backbone!"

Still sitting on the Bald Ridge fortress, which had no enemies as if in a dream, the old man's first sentence made him tremble with fright.

"You, it's still too simple to think about things, just this battle, if you had told your plan tray earlier-well, it seems that this is the result no matter how good it is, in short, now that the old man believes in you, we can at least hold on to this bald ridge for five days, and then die." ”

Zhang Yang looked at the old man and didn't want to say anything.

The old man didn't let him go, and still said meaningfully: "Boy, you have a backbone, the old man's eyes will not be wrong to see people, if you are a minister, the old man will suggest that His Majesty kill you, but if you are the king, then it will not be a problem." ”

But right now, the old man only said one word, and the number of Great Wei Qi is not exhausted. ”

The corners of Zhang Yang's mouth twitched, not knowing what to say.

The old man suddenly smiled,

"It's too early to say this, let's find a way to survive first, boy, we now have six thousand crossbow arrows, enough for ten days of food, grass, and clear water, but we can no longer borrow the general trend, you see, Zhang Yeting has already collected his troops, in the next few days, if we don't die, they will not launch a counterattack, and the demon soldiers will launch a strong attack on Bald Ridge before tonight at the latest. ”