Wei Zhenzhen stood at the head of Jingling City.

It was autumn, and the cold wind was cold, but it couldn't cool the blood in her heart.

Xiangyang Taishou Qian Duguan led the troops to attack, and most of the elite soldiers in Jingling were taken away by Chen Jing, which was the most critical moment.

The whole Jingling is noisy, and there are even a group of Fang Zetao's cronies who are ready to open the gate of Jingling, and the only requirement is to maintain the glory and wealth of the past.

These people just don't get it. If Qian Duguan really entered Jingling, it would be impossible for these worthless people to survive. Any rights can only come to you when you have the strength to fight for them. Wei Zhenzhen thought.

Well, now, out of wartime regulations, you have lost your lives, and Mr. Chen has a reputation for killing innocents because of me.

"General Wei, the south can't stand it!" Feng Ge hurriedly ran over, interrupting Wei Zhenzhen's musings.

"Black Ice Guard, follow me!" Wei Zhenzhen immediately shouted.

"Whoa!" Fifty Black Ice Iron Guards suddenly took the order.

They are the unbreakable safeguards. If any of the cities could not hold up, they would go there and scatter the enemy.

They were like a group of pitch-black grim reapers, everywhere they went, the Xiangyang soldiers fell to the ground one after another, and some soldiers even turned and fled as soon as they saw their pitch-black armor.

Their strength is so strong, as long as they are there, the defenders of Jingling will have absolute confidence in their own victory.

In the main formation of the Xiangyang army, Qian Duguan looked at the tired front army and sighed long.

"Can anyone tell me whose black army it is? An iron-blooded banner gate that has just debuted less than a year ago, actually has such an army? ”

No one answered. Everyone was overpowered by the power of the Black Ice Guard. And it's true that no one knows how to answer.

Qian Duguan didn't expect any answer from these useless guys under him.

It was the first time that he felt that the army would have such power.

Qian Duguan used to be very confident, thinking that even if he fell into the chaos, he had enough ability to protect himself. However, when he saw the Black Ice Iron Guard today, he knew that not to mention the chaotic army, even if the opponent's small army attacked, he would definitely not survive.

Hmph, that's nothing. There are only a few dozen of you after all. But I have an army of 50,000, and I am tired of you.

Qian Duguan cheered himself up.

The idea of Qian Duguan also makes sense.

Unlike the rabble of the Four Great Kou, Qian Duguan's subordinates were also 50,000 regular troops, even if they were very different from Chen Jing's army, they were not to the point where 50,000 were defeated by thousands. Especially since these thousands of people have already fought a battle, they don't have much strength.

Chen Jing, who returned to help, was very distressed by this situation.

The five hundred Black Armor Army will definitely not be able to fight anymore. They were hoplite cavalry, having charged so many times, that both men and horses had reached their limits. The horses, in particular, were foaming with blood at the corners of their mouths, and they had to fall halfway if they charged again.

After all, this is not a civilization, an interstellar or an imperial age, and it is impossible for armies to continue fighting.

It seems that there is no choice. Chen Jing made up his mind.

He slowly unfurled his battle flag.

I wanted to keep climbing the tech tree, but now it seems that I was too naïve.

Capture Jingling, break the Yin, and eliminate the four great Kou...... During this time, Chen Jing has done a lot of things, and the source of the world has accumulated to 100 points!

So, across hundreds of years, across different universes, wake up from your slumber, eight hundred traps!

……

Trapped in the camp, in history, it was a hoplite under the command of Gao Shun, a general under Lu Bu's account during the Three Kingdoms period.

This force is almost invincible in history, but it is a bit insufficient in the martial arts world. Therefore, Chen Jing is not summoning a trapped-in camp in history.

He summoned a fusion force. The soldier's mental will comes from a cartoonist with the same surname, but the type is a hoplite armed to the teeth in a mythical apparition world. Commander Gao Shun did not appear, because Chen Jing's World Source was insufficient.

But that didn't matter, because Chen Jing planned to personally lead the trapping camp.

Standing in front of the soldiers of the Eight Hundred Trapping Camp, Chen Jing took a solemn step.

"Although I am not your General Gao Shun, please rest assured that I will be the same as General Gao Shun, charging forward."

The Eight Hundred Trap Camp Warriors were silent for a moment.

"You have given us a new life, and we are willing to follow in your footsteps." Said a soldier who looked like a squad leader.

"That's good." Chen Jing nodded.

Then he looked straight:

"Ambition to fall into battle!"

Eight hundred soldiers replied solemnly:

"There is no advance or retreat!"

……

Qian Duguan soon discovered Chen Jing and the eight hundred trapped sergeants.

He didn't particularly care. Eight hundred is too few after all.

So many people also want to come to solve the siege of Jingling? It's too much to ignore my money.

But he didn't expect that the trapping camp would be so powerful.

The 800 trapping camp is like a reef, standing still under the impact of the tidal Xiangyang army.

"Eat these 800 people!" Qian Duguan was furious.

If he was broken through the military formation by 800 people, he didn't need to ask for Qian Duguan's face, he was turned into a pig's head, and it was no longer his Qian Duguan's face at all.

The Xiangyang army continued to impact the military formation of the trapped camp, making it difficult for Chen Jing to move.

Unlike the Four Great Kou, the Xiangyang Army can be regarded as a qualified army, and against such an army, it is impossible not to reduce the number of people in the camp.

Eight hundred soon died, and six hundred remained. But the sergeant trapped in the camp remained silent and said nothing. And this is already the node of the collapse of the general army.

Six hundred soon only four hundred, then two hundred, and even Chen Jing was covered with several sores.

And the trapped camp is still immovable.

"The world's strongest army!" Qian Duguan sighed.

If I hadn't defeated them in time when they were weak, who in the world would have been?

When they're full-fledged, I'm the first unlucky guy to do it. Thinking of this, Qian Duguan couldn't help but be a little happy.

"General, retreat. We know that with your strength, you can fight your way out. A trap captain said.

"No, I will fight you until the last moment." Chen Jing replied.

"But General, if you live, we can be resurrected even if we die. If you die, we will sleep forever. The captain said.

"That being said, I still hate running away." Chen Jing shook his head.

"And you don't have to worry, we've attracted so many money-paying armies, and my men must know what to do." He smiled with a winning smile.

"Qian Duguan, after all, is just a person in the rivers and lakes, and at the critical moment when he should make a decision as a commander, he showed face and spirit on the rivers and lakes. That's why he failed. ”

"What does the general mean......" The captain was about to ask, but felt a rhythm of regularity.

"Do you feel it? That's our comrade-in-arms. Chen Jing said.