Lu Feng!

This is a murderer, a fierce man, with an army of less than 400,000, a total of 3.5 million barbarian iron cavalry.

It was even a murderer who dared to lead 30,000 iron horsemen to rush into the northern grasslands, slaughter two barbarian tribes, and kill more than 10 million barbarians.

This battle made the warriors of the kingdom in the southwest of Yuzhou who were close to the northern grasslands understand one thing, the barbarians are not invincible, and it is not a nightmare for everyone.

Lu Feng!

Lu Feng, the emperor of the Southern Yan Kingdom!

Just led an army of 400,000 to fight against barbarians in the southwest of Yuzhou, a record that has not been achieved in a thousand years.

This is a generation of Mingjun.

It is also a generation of heroes!

Suddenly, countless warriors poured into the Southern Yan Kingdom, and they wanted to know what kind of person could face the barbarians and achieve such a huge result.

What kind of person is this, who dares to issue a barbarian killing order and kill all the barbarians in the world!

In the thirteen counties of Ziyang, the gathering place of the generals of the Ziyang Kingdom, a young man with a face like black charcoal and a strong face was full of excitement when he heard the news that the soldiers of the Nanyan Kingdom who were guarding them were talking.

"Dare to use troops against the barbarians, instead of the so-called peace, but to defeat millions of barbarians and kill more than 10 million barbarians. ”

"This is the male lord, this is the Ming Jun, this is the Ming Jun I should serve!"

He hurriedly ran to the place where the troops were willing to serve the Nanyan Kingdom, found the responsible captain, and expressed his desire to serve the Nanyan Kingdom.

This place is specially prepared for those former Ziyang Kingdom generals who are willing to serve the Southern Yan Kingdom, if they want to serve the Southern Yan Kingdom, they must register here and let the responsible captain inform Meng Tian.

Because these people are all generals of the Ziyang Kingdom, and the youngest official is also a captain, it is up to Meng Tian to decide whether they can believe it or not.

However, this place has been set up for a while, but except for Qin Qiong before, there are not many people who have come to surrender.

After all, Lu Feng had destroyed the Ziyang Kingdom, and it would be strange if these generals of the Ziyang Kingdom did not have a little resentment towards him in their hearts.

The lieutenant in charge saw the black-faced young man and asked, "What is your name?

"Wei Chi Gong, the former captain of the Ziyang Kingdom!"

......

Valley and City, Chihe City, the Thirteen Counties of Ziyang and the two cities that the Bailan Kingdom figured out.

If you want to enter the Thirteen Counties of Ziyang from the Bailan Kingdom, these two cities must be taken.

On Chihe City, Meng Yi held a blood-dripping broadsword and looked at the soldiers who had retreated from the Bailan Kingdom, and breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

And on his shoulder, stuck a long arrow.

"General, I'll treat your wounds!" The pro-soldier next to him hurriedly stopped Meng Yi's bleeding.

Meng Yi found a place to sit at the head of the city, asked Qin Bing to pull out the long arrow for him, and then looked at the Chihe City he was guarding, with a wry smile on his face.

At the beginning, his brother Meng Tian gave him 500,000 elite soldiers to guard the valley and the city, but now it is less than 250,000.

The losses are enormous.

Although the attack of the Bailan Kingdom suffered greater losses, he still felt the heartache, this was a good man of his Nanyan Kingdom, and he died here in this battle.

It's all because of the Bailan Kingdom, and the damn Spirit Sword Sect!

"Whew!"

Taking a deep breath, Meng Yi said in a deep voice: "Go down and inform General Meng Tian that Chihe City is okay for the time being." ”

"Yes!"

Immediately there were pro-soldiers next to him who got the news.

Guhe City and Chihe City are each other's horns, and once one city is lost, the other city will definitely not be able to hold it.

At this time, under the valley and the city, the army of the Bailan Kingdom was still attacking.

Meng Tian stood at the head of the city and commanded the army to counterattack, never allowing a single soldier of the Bailan Kingdom to attack the city wall.

At this time, Jia Xu walked up from under the city.

"Prime Minister, how is Chihe City?" Meng Tian looked at Jia Xu and immediately asked.

These days, the Bailan Kingdom has received the help of hundreds of thousands of elite soldiers from the Spirit Sword Sect, and the fight is even more fierce, and the valley and city on Meng Tian's side have always been facing the attack of the main army of the Bailan Kingdom, and the fight is very difficult.

It's the same with Chihe Castle.

Jia Xu shook his head and said, "Chihe City is currently guarded by General Meng Yi, and there has been news before, so it's okay for the time being." ”

Meng Tian breathed a sigh of relief, these days, he had always been very worried about the situation in Chihe City.

Looking at the soldiers of the Bailan Kingdom who were still attacking under the city gate, Meng Tian sighed lightly and said, "In the past month or so, our army has lost more than 500,000 in battle!"

Meng Tian originally had about 850,000 elite soldiers in his hands, plus the 600,000 army brought by Jia Xu, a total of 1.45 million troops.

He left 350,000 troops to guard the surrendered troops, and took 1,100,000 troops to guard Guhecheng and Chihe City, and there are less than 600,000 troops left.

And Guhe Castle and Chihe Castle are both big cities, and there are many places to be guarded.

An army of 600,000 sounds like a lot, but in fact, when deployed, the number of troops at each point is not very large.

In the past month, the army of the Bailan Kingdom has been fighting without fear of life and death, charging again and again, and landing in the city.

Jia Xu looked at it, also sighed lightly, and said, "If it was just the Bailan Kingdom, their loss of troops would definitely be more than twice as many as ours." At such a huge cost, they should have withdrawn their troops long ago, but ...... Alas, the Spirit Sword Sect is behind them, constantly supporting the army, and the pressure on our side is still very great. ”

Meng Tian nodded, this is the current situation in Guhe City and Chihe City, they have to face not only the attack of the Bailan Kingdom, but also the attack of the kingdom army controlled by the Spirit Sword Sect, which is very difficult.

"Prime Minister, can't the 300,000 army led by Qin Qiong still be able to enter the battle?" Meng Tian turned his head to look at Jia Xu.

Qin Qiong was set according to his identity, and he only surrendered after listening to the advice of the eldest grandson Wuji, and at the same time there were 300,000 troops.

It's just that after arriving here, Jia Xu forcibly ordered Qin Qiong to train the army, not allowing the 300,000 troops to participate in the battle, and using the order of His Majesty the Emperor to seal off the military camp, even Meng Tian could not go in to see.

For this matter, the eldest grandson Wuji and Meng Tian talked to Jia Xu a lot.

It's just that Jia Xu never told them the specifics.

If he hadn't known Jia Xu's loyalty, the eldest grandson Wuji and Meng Tian would almost have jointly written to His Majesty the Emperor to punish Jia Xu.

Hearing Meng Tian's question, Jia Xu shook his head without hesitation and said, "You can't go into battle yet!"

"Why?"

Meng Tian stared at Jia Xu and said in a deep voice: "Prime Minister, you should know very well that the current situation in our Guhe City and Chihe City is very unoptimistic, Qin Qiong has 300,000 elite soldiers there, and the elite soldiers with full physical strength, if they are put into battle, our pressure will be much less." ”

"But whether it was before or now, you forcibly ordered Qin Qiong not to participate in the war, what kind of idea did you have in mind?

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