Chapter Twenty-Eight: There is no difference in Xue Rengui
The battle between the main generals was stalemate, but the battle situation of the soldiers showed a one-sided trend. Four thousand fangs were in Xue Rengui's hands alone, like an arm. Attack, break everything. Guard, unable to advance an inch. Tossing and turning, one after another the corpses of the Qianghu people fell on the battlefield.
Xue Rengui, who was looking at the overall situation, saw another group of men and horses rushing not far away, and at this time, the momentum of the fanged army was not as magnificent as before. Under an order, the fanged army, which still had more than 3,000 people, began to slowly retreat backwards, and Beigong Liang, who saw this scene, no matter how angry he was at this time, could only quickly lead the army to retreat, which was all his capital to compete for the leader in the future. But here it is... If you don't have anger in your heart, it's impossible. However, the strategic retreat... Meet the people of Beigong Boyu who came to answer.
"Beigong Liang, it seems that you are nothing more than that, 20,000 people can't beat 4,000 people, but you have folded by several thousand, you are also a talent." Wu Zhuocha, who has always been dissatisfied with Beigong Liang's reputation as the first warrior of Qianghu, seized the opportunity to sneer at this time. I can't help it, I really can't beat it...
"Humph!" Hearing this, Beigong Liang snorted heavily, but it is indeed a fact that so many soldiers have died. No matter how you say it, Wu Knock Cha is also here to help himself. As a result, the fire of anger in his chest became more and more intense towards Beigong Boyu, "Beigong Boyu must have known it a long time ago, no wonder he ordered the army to stop and deliberately lured me to temptation!" "I thought about it, but I couldn't help it... Then he turned his gaze to the fanged army in front of him, and sneered in his heart, "But Beigong Boyu has suffered a lot." β
The Qianghu soldiers who reunited looked a little heavy, their morale was low, and the morale of the army seemed to be shaking. The army on the other side is really too strong! That's how they feel intuitively.
Beigong Boyu looked at the Beigong Liang troops with their heads drooping, and then looked at the fangs in the distance that did not suffer much loss, and his heart was extremely heavy. I wanted to wait for both sides to lose, but the result was indeed unilaterally crushed. Looking back at the morale of the soldiers in the headquarters, "I have to think of something... If this continues, even if all the fangs are annihilated, the losses of the soldiers in the headquarters will not be something they can bear...", and then ordered the whole army to rest and besiege but not attack. and sent his soldiers to inform the leaders of the other three sides to reduce the encirclement.
And the fanged army, which breathed a sigh of relief, under the effect of the recovery of additional skills and the rejuvenation of the main general Xue Rengui's skills, the physical strength of the fanged soldiers has recovered most of them. The already imposing military momentum is even better at this moment, staring at the Qianghu people who are more than ten times larger than themselves not far away, and the eyes of each soldier burst out with devouring blood.
Seeing that the other party was besieging but not attacking, Xue Rengui was very worried at the moment, although the loss of the fangs just now was quite small, and the loss ratio of the Qiang Hu soldiers reached 1:10 or even more, but there were many people on the other side! The most important thing is that if there is any accident today, how can he be worthy of the Shen family's trust in him! Anxious, but unable to show it.
At this moment, Shen Hao, Cheng Yanjin, and Ma Chao also moved closer to Xue Rengui. The color of exhaustion overflows the face. Especially Ma Chao, who has a blue nose and swollen face, and his armor is beaten to tatters. No matter how you look at it, it's the one who was abused. It's just that the war in his eyes has not diminished in the slightest. On the contrary, it was Cheng Biting Jin and Shen Hao, although they didn't seem to be injured, but the momentum of the two people was a little sluggish, after all, it was a big battle of tens of thousands of people, and the strength of these two people was not enough to defeat ten thousand...
"Rengui, the situation is a little too second." As he spoke, he took out three gold sore pills and gave them to Ma Chao and the three of them. casually took it and put it in his mouth, obviously, the three of them have been quite familiar with this scene in the past four years. After a while, Xue Rengui, who felt that he was in a much better state, looked at the Qianghu soldier opposite and said, "It's not good, the number of people on the other side is too much, and it's not a way to go on like this." β
"You can't help it, let me lead a thousand soldiers to carve out a passage, you can't be surrounded here all the time." Ma Chao, who was undiminished, said. It's as if he didn't think he might be able to dig out the facts...
Confrontation, the two armies, less than 4,000 against more than 50,000.
"You have to make a decision quickly, you can't put it off any longer, while the other party's morale is low. Moreover, according to what the scout said, in our other three directions, there are at least 60,000 troops waiting for us, and the traps must have been set up to resist the horses, and our losses may further expand if we are caught off guard..."Shen Hao, who was heavy in his heart, was also talking about his worries, and the four of them at this moment were really a little skilled.
"Rush over, so many troops, this shows..."Xue Rengui, who seemed to have thought of something, suddenly had a flash of inspiration. And Shen Hao and the three couldn't help but be stunned when they heard this, and then Shen Hao and Cheng Yanjin also reacted. It seems..."But how do you rush through?" Shen Hao asked such a key question.
After hesitating for a moment, he suppressed Ma Chao, who was eager to try, and Xue Rengui said, "Take me as the vanguard, the military strength of the fangs and my momentum are still very compatible." After that, looking at the stunned faces of the three of them, he smiled confidently and said, "Don't forget that I'm still a general!" "After that, the army was prepared, and more than 3,000 fangs followed neatly behind Xue Rengui, and the momentum became stronger and stronger.
"Ding~ Detected a word side by side Wang Xue Rengui triggered the hidden skill, the military momentum, and the army was integrated, and the power of the army could be used to launch a power that destroyed the world and the earth. Note that the higher the compatibility between the soldier and the main general, the more powerful the main general will be. Shen Hao, who heard the prompt, said that Xue Rengui is really strong! It's not at all a salted fish like myself that can understand the explosion.
"Fangs, rush with meβ" With a shout, Xue Rengui took the lead and rushed towards the opposite side. Immediately behind him was a phalanx of dark red arrows. As the speed of the cavalry accelerated, the line gradually merged, turned into a streamer, and rushed towards Qianghu.
And Beigong Boyu, who saw that the fangs had begun to be unusual before, also led the soldiers to wait for him early. Horse rejection formations, branches, iron cables, etc., were set up in front in an attempt to delay or even inflict damage on the fanged troops. I have to say that this is indeed quite an effective approach.
But Xue Rengui, who had seen all this early, shook the Fang Tian Painting Halberd in his hand vigorously, feeling the magnificent and powerful military momentum behind him, it seemed that he could borrow strength from it every minute and every second, and his body seemed to contain huge power, Xue Rengui knew that this was the trust of the soldiers behind him, and this was the power of fangs! A trace of madness flashed in Xue Rengui's eyes, and as the charge accelerated for longer and longer, the long Fang Tian Painting Halberd seemed to exude blood-colored brilliance, crazy and devouring.