88, wolf trail in the jungle

Dugu Huan looked back, and the cloth around the tent was deliberately long, covered with thick silt and dragged on the ground. He let out a sigh of relief—it would have been bad if one of the vines had accidentally slipped into the tent—but thankfully, nothing like that had happened.

After walking for a while, everyone slowly calmed down, and people began to believe that this fragile mud skin could indeed keep those bloodthirsty demons at bay.

There was no more screaming, and the rhythm of everyone's breathing and pace became more relaxed and comfortable.

Groups of stinking black mud tents had been advancing in the fog for more than an hour before they began to hear a few crisp birdsongs.

There was a slight commotion in the tent, and Duguhuan hurriedly pulled the rope twice, which was a signal to tell everyone not to worry about it first. The birdsong comes from far away, and the fog is still thick here.

The mud-covered tent was airtight, and the smell of wine, the stench of corpse mud, and the breath of the people were mixed together, and it became thicker and thicker, and it began to be disgusting and tiresome, and I only wished that the damn tent would be lifted sooner, even if it was the damn ghost vine outside—but when people thought of the damn man-eating vine, and the pack horses that were eaten alive, they endured it again—damn, people cursed in their hearts.

People are so contradictory, thinking that they have enough courage to face everything, but in fact they don't, they can only scold a few words. I don't know if it's those vines or myself who are scolding.

Dugu Huan took everyone for a long time, and came to an open basin - this place is very wide, it can be regarded as a basin, and there are more birdsong and wild boars and goats.

He tried to lift the Taiyi Xuanjia - the fresh air mixed with the faint fragrance of flowers came to his face, which was very comfortable.

Until the last tent was far away from the foggy valley mouth, Dugu Huan hurriedly pulled the rope and pulled it four times. The people in each tent continued to pull, giving the signal to the brothers in the back.

Until the signal was also received in the last tent, everyone hula hula picked up the tent with spears and jumped out one after another.

In front of them was a paradise like a fairyland, among the dense forests, birds and flowers, and the soldiers couldn't help but cheer - Yan Zhenqing hurriedly gave the order to stop the restless brothers - however, this seemed to be in vain.

As soon as Clairs leaned down and pressed his ears to the ground, he heard the sound of a rope in the woods—an archer hidden among the grass and trees, full of open bowstrings.

Then a rain of arrows broke through the layers of tree canopies, and black pressure filled the sky.

More than an hour has passed since the wolf smoke rose to the present. The enemy has plenty of time to lay an ambush here.

Hearing the roar of the sharp arrow breaking through the air, the battle-hardened brothers of Haoran Righteousness, in an instant, squatted on the ground and raised their shields - making the simplest and fastest defensive action.

The rain of arrows smashed against the shield like a hailstone, making a heavy cumping sound.

As soon as the rain of arrows passed, the 800 warriors sprang into action, forming a phalanx of twenty men and raising their shields above their heads—to form a large solid shield.

As expected, the enemy's second rain of arrows rushed over with great speed - the rain of arrows smashed on the combined shield, like a burst of beans, and the impact was scattered over everyone, which was already much smaller.

Immediately afterwards, the heroic and righteous brothers took advantage of the gap between the enemy's winding, and the four and four adjacent phalanxes moved rapidly, forming a medium-sized phalanx of eighty people—eighty shields were perfectly bitten together. If it weren't for heavy crossbow arrows like bed crossbows - it would not have been possible to break such a defense at all.

The enemy soldiers hidden in the forest seemed to be very unwilling, and shot a few rounds frantically, and the last two waves of arrows rained down, which were already chaotic and disorganized - it is conceivable that the ambush that was bound to kill was easily defused by the other party, and the enemy's commander must have been very annoyed, and frantically urged--shoot, shoot me, shoot them, you grinding waste.

Looking at the ** camp again, only more than thirty pack horses were shot to death, and some of them lay on the ground without breathing, struggling with painful neighing. More than a hundred pack horses were at the rear and were not the main target of the enemy.

The enemy's ambush arrow array had completely lost its effectiveness, and the scattered firing had stopped.

A horn sounded in the dense forest, and the grass and trees as camouflage were pushed away, revealing a murderous enemy phalanx, which quickly rushed over - in order to prevent being shot by the opponent, it was necessary to take advantage of the ** to remove the shield combination and prepare the blade, and quickly approach.

A bloody and brutal battle is just around the corner. Duguhuan drew a knife in his hand, ready to meet the enemy.

However, the reaction speed of ** greatly exceeded the enemy's expectations - even Dugu Huan was very shocked.

Clusters of arrows shot out from the ** array, and the enemy soldiers who rushed in front fell to the ground one after another.

Dugu Huan looked back and saw that the eight hundred Haozheng warriors were unusually calm in the face of an extremely ferocious enemy. Ten phalanxes, each with eighty soldiers, had already formed an offensive and defensive formation - ten soldiers in the first row, holding shields and swords, doing a defensive position, and ten soldiers in the second row drawing bows and arrows to attack the enemy from afar, and so on.

Looking at the helmet and the wrapping cloth on the arm, the archer is the brother of the Haoran battalion, and the sword and shield soldier is the brother of the righteous battalion.

The enemy's charge was pressed down, and the attack became sluggish. Taking advantage of this gap, the brothers of the Zhengqi battalion moved forward, and the brothers of the Haoran battalion moved backwards, moving quickly, the four columns of sword and shield soldiers of the Zhengqi battalion formed a column in front, and the archers of the four columns of Haoran battalion formed a column in the rear, constantly shooting at the enemy.

Dugu Huan couldn't help but secretly admire that Pingyuan County was in the hinterland of An Lushan's sphere of influence, and was regarded as a thorn in the flesh by An Lushan and Shi Siming, and several strong troops attacked the city, but they were all blocked. The loyalty and courage of Yan Zhenqing and his defenders are extremely prestigious among both the ** and the rebels.

When I saw it today, it really lived up to its name. These soldiers have a strong ability to react on the spot, and they can automatically assemble formations and cooperate closely according to the enemy's situation almost without command.

In the past, Yan Zhenqing was famous for his Confucianism and righteousness when he was in Chang'an, and he didn't like tricks such as witches and ghosts - but in Chang'an, there were too many such things, dignitaries and market vendors were all addicted to all kinds of incense, prayers, fox words, ghost words, etc. - In this way, Yan Zhenqing seemed too high-minded, and Dugu Huan was employed by the Taoist Gate, so he naturally kept a proper distance from him.

What a Yan Zhenqing, what a heroic and righteous spirit.

Just when Dugu Huan was secretly admiring, under the roar of the rebel commander, the enemy once again launched a charge.

The brothers of the Haoran battalion still calmly sent out sharp arrows one after another, shooting the enemy to the ground one by one.

The brothers of the righteous camp prepared their spears, and the head of the spear was inserted downward into the ground, and the tree was in front of the brothers of the Haoran battalion, and they were ready to jump up to meet the enemy.

Dozens of enemy soldiers who had escaped the rain of arrows had already come closer, and the sword and shield soldiers of the Zhengqi Battalion stood up and took ten steps forward, forming a human wall, killing all the enemy soldiers who rushed up in an instant.

**The front of the battle was full of rebel corpses, and Dugu Huan silently counted several enemy charges in his heart, and more than a thousand rebels were wiped out.

However, what is worrying is that the enemy's charge is still continuing, and it is not clear how many rebels are stationed here, so it is very unfavorable for ** to continue.

The horn of the enemy camp sounded again, and after the soldiers who rushed up were eliminated, no more enemies rushed out of the woods.

**The soldiers did not dare to relax, Yan Zhenqing boarded a boulder and closely watched the other party's actions.

At this moment, a flock of birds suddenly appeared in the distance, and it seemed that a large army was rapidly moving and gathering. It is likely that the enemy will change the strategy of the offensive.

Yan Zhenqing gave an order, and the eight hundred Haozheng warriors immediately formed a phalanx of four two hundred people, the first in the front, the second in the middle, and the first in the back, to meet the enemy in echelons.

Sure enough, there were three phalanxes in the dense forest, each with about 400 people, each holding a shield at the top to form a defensive formation, divided into left, middle and right three ways, killing **.

The enemy's movement speed is not very fast, but it is unusually steady, not in a hurry or impatient, approaching step by step**, even in the process of marching, the shield that has formed a body is still as solid as a rock.

The enemy has a clear numerical advantage, and if you go hand-to-hand, you will inevitably suffer.

Yan Zhenqing saw through the enemy's intentions and instructed the herald to play a flag.

Seeing Yan Zhenqing's movements, Dugu Huan thought that ** would change to a new formation, but surprisingly, in the face of the menacing enemy, the warriors of Eight Hundred Haozheng were unmoved, and even after Yan Zhenqing's banner, they still stood there dumbfounded.

The commander of the enemy army was extremely excited when he saw that the ** soldiers did not react, and he rode behind the formation, constantly waving the whip in his hand, urging the army to speed up.

The enemy's three phalanxes were getting closer and closer, and the tremors trembled as the earthquake shook as they marched in an orderly manner, and the swords and guns in their hands resonated together and made a buzzing sound.

Just when the three phalanxes of the rebels were still more than twenty steps away from the three phalanxes facing the enemy, the herald suddenly raised the flag, and suddenly countless skins were thrown at the enemy.

The skins fell on top of the shields, and suddenly gurgled black oil—the shield array that could not be broken by swords, could not stop the flowing black oil no matter what—the black oil continued to seep down the gaps between the shields, causing the enemy's heads and shoulders to be all over the body, and some even poured into their necks.

Just when the enemy didn't know what to do, a burst of rockets shot wildly, the rockets nailed to the shield, and the fire burst into flames.

The enemy panicked, and the shield array cracked horizontally, and the tongue of fire took advantage of the situation to burn towards the enemy under the shield, and quickly spread.

The enemy's three phalanxes, more than a thousand soldiers, soon rolled down into the raging sea of fire. Terrible screams and curses echoed throughout the valley.

Some of the fierce enemy soldiers were burning with flames and rushed towards the ** frantically.

Seeing that the opportunity had come, the sharpshooters of the Haoran Battalion rained down on arrows, shooting the onrushing fire men to prevent them from bringing the fire to their camp. The men of the Zhengqi battalion continued to throw black oil skins to fuel the fire in the enemy army.

One by one, the enemies fell to the ground and were stacked in one place, forming a series of human bonfires.

After about a quarter of an hour, the last few rebels also fell, and the flames burned them to black coals.

The fire was raging, the air was filled with the smell of burnt meat, and black smoke shot into the sky.

The second interception of the enemy army was also completely wiped out. **Thumped.

The sun was setting in the west, and it was past noon. Yan Zhenqing stood on a high place, knowing that the enemy would never give up, and carefully searched for the direction in which the enemy might attack.

The enemy commander and several of his guards hid far behind, at the edge of the dense forest. These soldiers stationed here all the year round have long forgotten the cruelty and treachery of war, and they can't believe that their more than 1,000 soldiers have been burned alive like this, riding on horses one by one, letting the horses kick and trample, neither advancing nor retreating.

Just when the commander was at a loss, a black wolf suddenly jumped out of the bushes on the side, jumped more than a foot high out of thin air, bit the commander's neck, and dragged him under the horse.