Chapter 216: Capture the General
Seeing a small group of men and horses bypassing the tore army and rushing straight to Dianjiangtai from the path, the guards guarding General Fu shouted, "Protect the general!" β
Meng Yining passed through the firelight, waved his long sword as far as his eyes could see, slashing all the way, if he caught the opponent's guard, then there was still room for maneuver in all this.
She didn't speak, she didn't shout to kill, the soldiers who rushed up only saw a burst of sword shadows flying, in the clear sword light, the head fell to the ground, the blood stained the armor of the soldiers, and the girl's deep only remaining people and horses were also tearing and killing constantly, to live, to guard the general.
The corpse that had just left its head fell to the ground and twitched like a newly dead livestock. Le Yi followed closely, protecting his left and right, there were no gorgeous moves, the long whip swept up, there was no live mouth, and the heads jumped into the air one by one.
The screams in the distance were unconscious, and Meng Yining rushed to the front, the Buddha blocked and killed the Buddha, the god blocked and killed the god, and the hair was scattered like a warrior from the fire of hell.
Yan Rong's 50,000 defenders were all thrown into battle, and in the face of the Great Xia defenders twice as large as them, their eyes were red, their armor was stained red with blood, and the bloody corpses were all over the wild land. The soldiers roared and rushed forward one after another, and the warriors were brave, but the superiority in numbers did not make much use of these qualities. The Yan Rong scouts who whistled past Meng Yining's ears reported on their general's timely battle situation.
"Report ββ, has outflanked the soldiers and horses on the left side of Great Xia!"
"Report ββ, Yanrong reinforcements are still thirty miles, but you can take Junzhou in one go!"
"Report to the general, the two armies are in a stalemate, besieging the garrison!"
Time was running out for the girl, and the air was filled with the bleakness of the night and the dead silence of despair.
In the whistling wind, Meng Yining's wrist kept waving, the fire spirit sword flashed, sweeping across the enemy's armor, and the little soldier behind him fell on his horse and was slashed by Yan Rong, and the girl didn't look back.
One more point, one more point to rush in front of the guard.
The hula defenders behind her chased after them, and she knew that she was in a prison, and no one could leave unless the guards were captured alive.
The horses galloped, and their eyes were blood-red.
In front of him, there were rows of defenders with shields, and the golden paint was very strange in the black curtain. Meng Yining's face was fearless, the horse roared, stepping on the enemy's shield and galloping up, Le Yi shouted behind him, "Yining! β
Meng Yining squinted at him and continued to rush forward, only to see Le Yi soaring into the air, the leg of the horse under him was cut off by the blade of Yan Rong's defenders, and he fell to the ground one after another screaming. As the man took off, the red snake's long whip took off his hand and hissed across the sky, his robe hunting in mid-air.
The light of the golden long whip scales stained with blood and the fire spirit sword were intertwined, it was the fire spirit sword of the Great Xia royal family, and it was the red snake that her father Bai Yan used to be close to, and the two slashed and slashed together.
The general on the podium was still commanding majestically, but he couldn't imagine that these ten people would actually rush into such a hinterland. He shouted, "Kill them!" β
The corners of Meng Yining's mouth pulled up a smile, Le Yi waved it, the light was like a red pop, the red snake came out of its sheath, drinking people's blood. The long whip wrapped around General Yan Rongfu's body like life, and his dark black armor grinded out to spark.
Le Yi pulled hard, the fence fell, and the man fell from the high platform to the ground, snorting. Le Yi landed steadily on Meng Yining's horse, and the girl yelled, "Withdrawβ"
The horse turned around sharply, dragged General Yan Rong and retreated behind him. The soldiers guarding the general were dumbfounded, knowing that a catastrophe was coming. Meng Yining advised, "Be optimistic about him!" From one horse to another, it spun and landed on the other horse that was running.
She rushed to the front and opened the way for Le Yi.
The sword is like a cold wind, and a terrifying momentum blooms in the boundless dark night. The girl's movements were crisp and sharp, and she defeated the enemy with one move, without dodging.
Like a sharp sword, she quickly broke through the defenders' formation.
Le Yi dragged the screaming general to kick up a puff of dust, and no one dared to just step forward, for fear of falling under the blade of the sword, and watched Le Yi drag his own general away.
On the battlefield, however, the tide has indeed turned upside down.
Yan Rong's soldiers led Daxia out of the city and then besieged and ambushed, the Daxia soldiers suffered countless casualties, the night was dyed blood-red, the blood penetrated into the ground, and the damp blood dance made Meng Yining's whole body uncomfortable. Those soldiers were talking and laughing with themselves the day before yesterday, but today they will die here because of the mistakes of the guards.
Meng Yining glanced back at Le Yi, among the ten people, there was only one little soldier left with a blood mist all over his body, his hands kept shaking, and he was greatly frightened, but his eyes still showed unyielding and perseverance.
Meng Yining looked at the battlefield from a distance, the silver armor that fell to the ground was like frost and snowflakes falling on the ground in the middle of winter, and everything was settled, returning to a cold and miserable feeling. The only remaining Great Xia soldiers had already retreated to the city, and some were surrounded by Yan Rong layer by layer. If you continue to fight, there will be nothing left.
Meng Yining's eyes were cold, "Follow me!" β
She shouted along the edge of the battlefield, "The Yan Rong guard is here!" β
Meng Yining immediately leaned over and picked up the tattered Great Xia military flag from the burning ground, the red banner was like the blood of the soldiers, and the girl was like a falcon with her eyes like a falcon, and shouted: "Yan Rong guards are here!" β
"Yan Rong is here!"
"Yan Rong is here!"
The girl's roar echoed on the battlefield, and everything stopped in silence, and the soldiers on both sides watched as Le Yi dragged a familiar figure towards the city. Meng Yining stayed at the gate of the city, grabbed a soldier casually and asked, "Where is Jing Zheng?" β
"Temple...... His Highness led his troops to storm and was surrounded......"
"Rubbish!"
Meng Yining rarely scolded, she and Le Yi exchanged horses, and the fire spirit sword was also thrown to the man, she picked up a silver spear, "Escort him to the city tower and wait for me!" β
Le Yi nodded.
The girl's petite figure was like a gust of wind in and out of the enemy army, with one block of hundreds, and the silver spear was killed, without mercy.
A thought suddenly flashed through her mind, would her father be proud to see herself like this?
In the blink of an eye, the spear was bloody.
The besieged Jing Zheng and thousands of soldiers struggled to support, his red robe had turned dark brown, Jing Zheng's chest rose and fell, roaring and launching desperate fights and attacks.
Meng Yining was behind him, "Protect King Lian, follow me and retreat!" The Great Xia military flag on her body was like a dawn, burning with hope in the eyes of the Great Xia soldiers. The girl seemed to have three heads and six arms, grabbed the sleepy Jing Zheng and threw it on the horse, she shouted: "Driver-soldiers, follow me to kill out!" β
The morale of the Great Xia soldiers suddenly soared, and their eyes burned and followed their generals closely.
Le Yi tied the general on the city tower and shouted, "General Yan Rong is captured!" β
A voice entered Yan Rong's heart.
They looked at the castle tower with a somewhat dull gaze, not knowing whether they should continue to fight.
I only heard an order from Yan Rong's side, "Withdrawβ" Hulala's all left the battlefield.
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