"Report!"

The light cavalry scouts whipped their horses and galloped all the way, and before they could stop before they reached the army, they turned over, not wanting to fall off their horses without standing still.

Without bothering to clean up the dust on his body, the light cavalry scout struggled to get up and came to the front of the army, "Report to the general, our army is surrounded, and there are about 100,000 elite soldiers in the north who are approaching our army at great speed." The light scout's breathing was heavy and his speech was rapid, and it was evident that it had taken a lot of effort to get the news.

"You go down and rest first." Wei Chimu's tone was still as calm as usual, as if the 100,000 army had not made any waves in his heart. But in a place where no one noticed, the man's hand clenched the saber at his waist, and the knuckles of his fingers, which had been slender, had turned completely white due to excessive force. The already cold and arrogant face became even more gloomy and cold under the slightly raised sword eyebrows.

Two days passed in a flash, and in a blink of an eye, it was time for him to make an appointment with Beiming Feiye, but he didn't want to usher in not Beiming Feiye, but the 100,000 army under his command?

Yu Chimu's starry eyes looked straight ahead, as if he was a little distracted. In fact, Wei Chimu has already made a balance between the enemy and us now. One by one, the methods converged and took shape in his mind, and one by one he denied them.

The battlefield is not child's play, swords and guns have no eyes, and if you are not careful, for these soldiers who risk their lives, it will be a catastrophe. He is a general, and the lives of the entire army are in his hands, and if you are not careful, nearly 10,000 lives of the whole army will be buried.

Wei Chimu must be cautious, every decision he makes will change the fate of the whole army. As powerful as Wei Chi Mu, he now feels an unspeakable pressure. Looking at the teacups scattered on the table, something suddenly moved in Yu Chimu's heart.

"Pass the order, divide the whole army into eight teams, and prepare for a breakthrough." Wei Chimu suddenly stood up and gave an order to the herald beside him. At present, there is a huge disparity in the strength of the enemy and us, and only by scattering the forces first, taking advantage of the enemy's unpreparedness, gathering in one place again, and attacking one point, can there be any hope of survival.

But as a result, the number of casualties will also increase dramatically. Wei Chimu looked at the back of the herald leaving and muttered softly, "I hope to reduce the casualties a little more." Then his eyes froze, bursting with a glimmer of danger.

When the narrow road meets, the brave wins. When Wei Chimu's breakthrough force was intercepted by the enemy, Wei Chimu did not hesitate at all and directly issued a combat order. When the shouts of killing on the battlefield sound, it is destined to be a life-and-death situation, and no one can stop it.

At this moment, the sound of shouting and killing, the sound of angry scolding, the sound of collision, and the sound of sword clashing...... A variety of sounds mingled into a song dedicated to death, blood spraying on the hands, and the slippery feeling made it difficult to grip the weapon. Although the enemy has an advantage in terms of troops, after all, the people led by Wei Chi Mu are all elites, and with his proper command, although the enemy's offensive is fierce, it is still difficult to break through the defense of Wei Chi Mu's troops.

But Wei Chimu, who has always had an accurate grasp of the battlefield, knows that such blind defense is not the way, they can't fight for a long time without reinforcements, and they will definitely suffer a loss after a long time.

Yu Chimu wandered among the armies like a ghost, his sharp sword flashing in the crowd with a terrifying cold light, and every attack would bring a handful of blood flowers and harvest lives. Even the armor on his body was stained with a layer of blood, and the smell of blood lingered all the time, impacting people's nerves all the time.

But Wei Chimu didn't feel anything unusual, even if someone was chopped into meat puree and lying in front of him, or if someone's colorful internal organs were flowing to the ground, he didn't see his eyes blink. Maybe a general should be like this, and there are dry bones on the battlefield as far as the eye can see.

"The wind is in front, and the clouds are behind!" Wei Chi Mu let out a long howl, and then gave an order, and the hoarse voice made everyone's hearts tremble. The officers and men of the whole army responded together and changed the formation according to Wei Chimu's order.

As soon as the man rode forward, he took the lead, and the enemy army in front of him was as weak as a three-year-old child, and no one could stop him in a move and a half, and the eight detachments quickly converged, like a sharp knife tearing through the enemy's encirclement. However, this kind of army formation is more than brave and lacks stamina, and it is best to break through, but after breaking through, their disadvantage is very obvious.

"Order the whole army to march towards the Mohe Mountain Range without delay!" Wei Chimu looked at the dust raised by the mighty pursuers, gritted his teeth, and ordered the whole army. His face was also stained with blood, his cold eyes became a little demonic under the cover of blood, the breath of his whole body was condensed like iron, and the sword in his hand was dripping with steaming blood.

"It's not night in the north, it's really calculating." Calm as Wei Chi Mu can't really calm down at this moment. When I looked up, I saw that my eyes were full of devastation, and there were corpses and bones everywhere, and there were enemies, but more of them were my own people.

Some of these people have wives and children who think about returning home day and night, and some still have old fathers and mothers to support, but they died on the battlefield in the year of Yinghua, and as the commander of the three armies, they don't even have the ability to collect their corpses! How ridiculous! Wei Chimu knew that they were protecting their family and country in their hearts, and they would not have too many complaints. A one's own blood and bones open the way for his comrades, this is a man's iron blood, extremely tragic but also desolate.

"Shall you say that you have no clothes, and are with your son...... Wang Yuxingshi, repair my spear ......" There were veterans in the army who suddenly began to sing, and their hoarse voices softly sang the war songs that were widely sung in ancient times. At first, there was only one person, but later more and more people joined the ranks, and the ancient vicissitudes of war songs sounded in the ears of everyone in the Red Armor Army. The tragic war song is tear-jerking, and the boy's tears are not flicked, but they have not reached the sad place.

"Today, there are jackals, killing my robes, insulting our three armies, occupying my mountains and rivers, bullying my country, and trampling on my homeland. I, with bone and blood as a sword, skin as armor, fight, kill, and destroy. Yu Chimu silently swore in his heart, today's hatred will not die! After singing the ancient war song, the morale of the whole army was boosted and the marching speed was accelerated.

When the whole army entered the jungle of the Mohe Mountain Range, Wei Chimu's hanging heart slowly let go. Although you don't have a numerical advantage, if you are in the jungle, it is easier to hide, and the enemy's advantage is greatly reduced.

Yu Chimu looked at the dense forest in front of him and closed his eyes thinking about something, when suddenly there was a strange sound in his ears, Yu Chimu's heart couldn't help sinking, he opened his eyes suddenly, and a black shadow flashed in front of his eyes. The man's pupils suddenly constricted, and he saw that in front of him was a long snake with a bloody mouth open, and the sharp fangs in the mouth were faintly shining.

Yu Chi Mu snorted coldly, shook his right hand, stabbed straight with his sword, and sent it into the mouth of the she, directly penetrating it from beginning to end. "Pass the order, this place is dangerous, let the soldiers be more careful." Yu Chimu looked at the depths of the dense forest, gray and hazy, floating miasma and frowned.

With the Red Armor Army, which had suffered heavy losses, Wei Chimu hid in the jungle, tossing and turning, and although they were extremely careful, they still lost a lot of manpower. Finally, in the evening, I found a mountain forest and camped. Wei Chi Mu, who walked into the tent, only felt that his body was tired, and his limbs seemed to be aching, and when he took off his armor, he saw that the wound on his arm was already oozing blood and even a little rotten, and the fishy smell was pungent.

Seeing this, Wei Chimu simply took off his shirt and let his upper body be exposed to the air, the angular muscles contained unimaginable strength, and the scar on it was a general's prestigious medal. Yu Chimu did not hesitate, took out the dagger, and swung the blade at the rotten flesh on his arm.

Cold sweat spread all over his body in an instant, the clenched teeth made a strange sound, and the beads of sweat on his forehead slowly slipped down, but Wei Chi did not stop, and the cold light of the dagger was covered by blood. Wei Chimu, who had redressed his wounds, felt a blackness in front of him, and the sky was spinning, and his eyelids were as heavy as two mountains.

In the early morning, the faint sunlight shone on Wei Chimu's face, dyeing his slender eyelashes a faint gold. When his body regained consciousness, Wei Chi Mu got up violently, quickly put on his armor, and shouted to the guards outside the tent, "The whole army is assembled." ”

There was a sudden agitation in the depths of the jungle, and all the soldiers of the army gathered in front of the tent. Listening to the report of his subordinate generals, Wei Chimu's face became more and more ugly. When he set off, he took 10,000 elite Red Armor troops with him, and now he can only reach 3,000 if he is disabled! This is the first time in so many years that such a tragic situation has occurred.

The eyes of the entire army were focused on the prestigious King Xinling in front of them, which contained trust, fearlessness, and the desire for life.

The pressure in Wei Chimu's heart was a little heavier, and the remaining three thousand Red Armor soldiers were waiting for their general to make a decision, waiting for their general to lead them to break through the crisis again and triumph again.

"All the partial generals, go to the tent to discuss matters, and others guard the barracks, there must be no mistakes!" After Wei Chimu finished arranging, he walked into the tent and sat down, and the other generals also sat on the ground, waiting for Yu Chimu to speak.

"You all know the current situation, so is there a solution?" Wei Chimu's gaze gently swept over the face of the heavy general. These faces, he may be familiar or unfamiliar, but there is a kind of light flashing on everyone's face, which is the man's duty to look at death without hesitation, and it is the calmness of Mount Tai who collapses in front of him and his color remains unchanged.

"General, the last general thinks that now that we are weak, it is difficult to fight again, and this mountain range is full of strangeness, continue to go deeper, I am afraid there will be losses." One of the more prestigious veterans among the partial generals said slowly when he looked at this lieutenant Chi Mu's eyes.

"Please speak up." Yu Chimu bowed his head and slowly spit out four words.

"In the humble opinion of the last general, it is better to press the troops first, and wait for reinforcements while repairing the troops and horses." The old general spoke heavily, and his voice was hoarse.

Looking at the tiredness on the faces of the soldiers, Captain Liang Chi Mu nodded slowly, "Pass the order down and fix it in place." As soon as the words fell, there was a slight sound of snorting in the ranks, and Wei Chi Muxun looked for it, but it was actually a soldier who had lost his left arm, and stood up with pain to obey his orders. The man's heart tightened, and a slightly complicated expression appeared on his face.

For some reason, looking at the remaining Red Armor Army, Wei Chi Mu suddenly felt that his reinforcements might not arrive.

Sure enough, on the fifth hour after the distress letter was sent, news suddenly came that a large number of search troops of the Northern Army appeared in the jungle, but no reinforcements from their own side appeared.

"Command the whole army, prepare for battle." Wei Chimu's eyes were completely cold, and his voice was even more like the middle of winter October, which made people's hearts tremble.