Longzhong Mountain, the mountain is not high, the mountain peak is not dangerous, this is not an easy to defend and difficult to attack pass, at most it is just by virtue of a condescending advantage.

The Modao battalion was eight hundred, in front of the hill.

Huang Zhongwei'an's body was in front of him.

Captain Chen Sheng, Sima Huoping, and the main general and deputy general stood left and right.

The three of them are in the shape of a zigzag.

The entire Modao Camp looked as if it was a boulder pressed down here.

"Are you afraid?" Chen Sheng asked in a low voice.

"Do you regret it?" Huo Ping was asking rhetorically.

The two glanced at each other and smiled inexplicably.

Huo Ping was young, so in the face of this kind of weak enemy strong formation, Chen Sheng would ask him if he was afraid.

Chen Shengnai is a general, and when he surrenders, he must have been thinking a lot, Huo Ping asked him if he would regret his original choice under this disadvantage.

Both laughed, though.

"From now on, my Modao should be famous all over the world!"

They are full of pride.

"It's coming!"

Huang Zhong suddenly opened his eyes and saw a sharp arrow burst out of the void, he opened his hand and grabbed it, and the sharp arrow in the hurry was actually directly grasped by him in his hand.

Grab the arrow with one hand.

This is a test of internal strength, bowl power, eyesight, and reaction, even if there are strong martial arts, they may not be able to grasp it.

This hand greatly stimulated the morale of the soldiers.

"Woo Woo !!!"

Then an arrow was followed by a rain of arrows, which were coming towards them.

"Raise your shield!"

"Block!"

Huang Zhong roared angrily.

"Drink!"

"Drink!"

Eight hundred soldiers all raised their shields, the front was a horizontal shield, the middle was an iron shield over the top of their heads, and the back was around the ring shield, thus forming a huge iron bump, and countless arrows fell on it.

"Shoot again!"

Zhang Shuo under the mountain saw this scene, a little unwilling, and he shouted.

"Woo Woo !!!"

Another round of bows and arrows was fired.

But the shepherds were not harmed in the slightest.

"Attack!"

Zhang Shuo lost patience and ordered an attack, three thousand pioneers, and charged up the mountain.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

The soldiers of the Jiangxia army are also elite and young, not old, weak, sick and disabled, those wounded soldiers are still resting in Yanshan, and now they are all elite veterans who have survived the catastrophe, they were defeated before, lost their comrades and friends, and they are holding a breath in their hearts.

The mourning soldiers will win.

When they have a sense of sorrow in their hearts, they can burst out with more powerful combat power.

"Abandon the shield!"

Huang Zhong shouted: "Raise your knife!" ”

"Drink!"

"Drink!"

The soldiers of the Mo Dao Battalion dropped their iron shields and raised their Mo Dao.

The blade of the Mo knife is slender.

"Slash!"

When the two torrents collided together, Huang Zhong swung his knife and slashed down, as if there was a momentum of opening mountains and splitting stones, and directly killed the two people.

"Slash!"

"Slash!"

Mo knife charged, the knife was deadly, blood was splashed, heads, corpses, everywhere.

"Retreat!"

Jiang Xia's soldiers were a little frightened.

One by one, the winner has been divided.

"It's horrible!"

When Zhang Shuo saw this scene, even after a long time on the battlefield, he was a little trembling.

He didn't expect that the pastoral army would have such elite soldiers and horses, and with one face, he would suffer nearly hundreds of casualties, what a terrifying combat effectiveness.

"Don't retreat!"

But Zhang Shuo was not allowed to withdraw at this time, and if he withdrew, the momentum would be gone, and he shouted: "There are many of us, rush over for me!" ”

They still have a slight advantage over the numbers.

The Modao battalion also began to suffer casualties.

"Slash!"

Huang Zhong drank wildly, the sword in his hand was invincible, and no one dared to approach within the distance of his sword, even Zhang Shuo had to avoid his edge.

"Lord Taishou, Captain Zhang Shuo's attack is not good!"

A soldier went down the mountain to report: "Ask for reinforcements? ”

"How many troops are there on the mountain?"

Huang Zu asked.

"Less than a thousand!"

"What?" Huang Zu's face was gloomy: "More than a thousand troops can't rush over, waste!" ”

"Lord Taishou, at this time, we must fight quickly!"

Su Fei proposed: "The surrounding scouts have been able to inquire, there is no suspicion of ambush, we should attack in an all-round way, only by capturing Longzhong Mountain, can we know the situation on the mountain!" ”

"Good!"

Huang Zu pondered for a moment, nodded and said, "Attack!" ”

"Knock Knock Knock !!!"

The drums of war rang out suddenly.

"Attack!"

"Attack!"

Huang Zu's 5,000 elite Jiangxia soldiers threw themselves into the attack on Longzhongshan.

"Kill!"

"Rush over!"

"Attack their flanks!"

The main force of the Jiangxia Army attacked the Modao battalion from all directions, and the Modao battalion suddenly suffered heavy casualties.

There are more ants that can bite and kill elephants.

Modao battalion eight hundred.

Jiangxia army of eight thousand.

It wasn't meant to be a fair matchup.

No matter how powerful the Modao battalion is, it is only 800 soldiers, if these 800 soldiers stick to a place that is easy to defend and difficult to attack, with their combat effectiveness, they can hold out for a while, but here in Longzhongshan, there is no pass that can be defended, and in the face of attacks from all sides, they were scattered at once.

"Mo Dao?"

Huang Zu stared at the battlefield, his eyes were gloomy as water: "This is definitely the elite of the elite of the pastoral army, hundreds of soldiers actually blocked us for half a day and killed more than a thousand of our soldiers!" ”

"They won't be able to stop for long!"

Su Fei said.

"Before it gets dark, I'm going up the mountain!" Huang Zu drank lowly.

"Yes!"

The generals charged fiercely.

"Retreat to the mountain!"

Huang Zhong is invincible, but one person is invincible, and he can't support an invincible army, as long as the Jiangxia army sends someone to contain him, use a bow and crossbow, and use human life to block him, he can separate him from the combat effectiveness of the Modao battalion.

The Modao camp was suddenly in chaos.

"Retreat to the mountain!"

"Retreat to the mountain!"

Under the defeat and retreat, the Modao battalion could only give up the mountain road, and under the leadership of Huang Zhong, they retreated into the camp step by step.

The gate is lost.

The front battalion was lost.

In the end, they could only stick to the main account of the Chinese army in Mujing.

"Huang Hansheng, give up, although you are strong, but I have a strong crossbow and sniper you, you and I are the same clan, although we are divided into two veins, Nanyang, Jiangxia and Xia, but we are both children of the Huang family, if you are willing to surrender now, you will never kill a soldier of you!"

Huang Zu stood in front of the camp gate, thousands of soldiers had already surrounded this place, his eyes looked at Huang Zhong, the sword king of Nanyang, and said coldly.

"Don't fall!"

Huang Zhong had large and small wounds on his body, and his whole body was like a bloody man, he tried his best, but after all, he was stopped by Jiang Xiajun's sniper crossbow, and Jiang Xiajun had at least more than ten crossbowmen guarding him, so that he could not raid.

And there are only five hundred Modao soldiers around him.

But the 300 soldiers who lost were killed five times as many as the enemy.

In other words, the Jiangxia army lost at least 1,500 soldiers.

That's the real deal.

The Modao Battalion, since this battle, is enough to become famous in Jingzhou.

It's a pity that after all, the disparity in forces is too great.

"If you don't eat and drink in a toast, then don't blame me for ignoring the righteousness of the clan!"

Huang Zu saw the camp tent behind Huang Zhong, his eyes burst out with a gleam, and he shouted: "The shepherd is a disaster for my Jingzhou, he must be captured alive, he will be shown alive, and he will be whipped to the corpse, crushed the bones and ashes, and attack it!" ”

"Get in!"

"Get in!"

The Jiangxia army became more and more courageous.

Although the Modao battalion is strong, but at this moment, they really can't fight anymore, every one of their soldiers has been wounded, blood has been sprinkled on the ground, stained red, and they can only rely on instinct to form a ring formation and defend the camp tent.

"Broken!"

Huang Zu saw that the soldiers of the Mu army would stick to this camp even if they died, and he firmly believed that Mu Jing was in the camp, so he personally shot an arrow, and an arrow with fire set the camp on fire in the melee.

"It's on fire!"

Someone called out.

"I don't think you can get out!" Huang Zu smiled coldly.

"Carry the coffin, withdraw!"

At this time, Huang Zhong couldn't take care of it, he tore open the camp tent and rushed in.

In the camp is a mourning hall.

"Mourning Hall?"

Huang Zuleng paused, and there was a hint of joy in his eyes: "Mu Longtu died in battle!" ”

"Carry the coffin, sons, withdraw!"

Huang Zhong opened the way, more than ten Modao soldiers lifted a coffin, and hundreds of remnants of soldiers rushed together, heading towards the direction of the Xihe River on the right flank: "I'd rather die in battle, never allow the lord to fall into their hands and kill him!" ”

"Kill it!"

The Modao battalion broke out with unprecedented combat effectiveness, and a hole was torn open, and hundreds of remnants were killed from the right flank.

"Chase!"

Huang Zu said coldly: "I must see the corpse of Mu Long Tu!" ”

"Yes!"

The Jiangxia army chased and fought fiercely.

Under the afterglow of the remnant sun, the remnants of Modao were pursued to the riverside of the West River, there was no road ahead, the river was panting, and they didn't even have a warship.

"Huang Hansheng, give you another chance, descend, or die!"

Huang Zu was condescending, staring coldly at the coffin behind Huang Zhong.

"I'd rather die, I don't want my lord to be humiliated!"

Huang Zhong took a deep breath, he looked at the remnants of the Modao soldiers beside him, pointed to the Xihe next to him, and shouted: "You are willing to accompany the lord with me and be buried here!" ”

"Wish!"

"Wish!"

There are only more than 400 remnants of the Mo knife soldiers, but they are tenacious and loyal.

"Jump!"

Huang Zhong personally carried the coffin and jumped into the river.

"Jump!"

"Jump!"

The remnants of the Mo knife all jumped into the river and went away with the torrent.

"How can Mu Longtu be virtuous, there is such a loyal general!"

Huang Zu was stunned for a moment, even if he was among the enemies, he was still throbbed by Huang Zhong's loyal and courageous heart.

He took a deep breath: "Go to salvage, you have to see people in life, and you have to see corpses in death!" ”

At this time, it began to get dark.

The sun is gone.

The moonlight is getting brighter.