Chapter 220 Digging Your Own Grave

Everything is ready only to owe the east wind, but without the east wind, everything is in vain, and the dozens of lethal catapults have become tigers and empty decorations because there is no stone.

Hongyan's battle plan has been fully formulated, what may happen, what can't happen, all aspects, no dead ends, once the stone position can launch a counterattack, but, until the moon sets and the stars are sparse and the sky is getting brighter, he still hasn't waited for the boulder, even if it's a piece, what makes me even more puzzled is that there are waves of people sent out this night, but they are all gone and never returned.

finally realized the seriousness of the problem, but Hongyan still didn't believe that it was the ghost of Manyue Kingdom, if it was really the latter, it was impossible to have no movement to fight at all.

After thinking about it, Hongyan waved his hand and personally led people to find out, however, as soon as one foot went downhill, his whole body froze in place.

Hongyan clearly remembered that when he fled here with the remnants, it was a valley clearing, and the old trees that were originally towering had been uprooted because they wanted to open the way for catapults, but now, his eyes were imprinted with a large black thing in the darkness, like a large black cloth spread on the ground.

An ominous premonition broke through the doubts and suddenly sprouted in Hong Yan's heart, and at this time, the first ray of light finally shot out on the horizon, and Hong Yan's vision gradually became clear. However, the clarity of his vision did not bring him any benefit, on the contrary, his throat shook violently, because the 'big black cloth' at the foot of the mountain was actually composed of countless corpses, and... It's all black armor!

If the mountain of corpses at the foot of the mountain made Hongyan angry, then the barbed wooden railings in the front position made him terrified.

Suddenly realizing something, Hong Yan's gaze quickly swept around, and as he locked on the barbed wooden fence again, the sword was unsheathed, and countless dirt were thrown up under his feet, rushing towards the foot of the mountain.

"Get out!"

Those firefighting soldiers are also aware of the seriousness of the situation, they are the last half a step away from the ghost gate, and only by fighting desperately with their own lord can they fight their way out of the desperate situation.

Eighty thousand figures swarmed down the hillside from the top of the mountain, like lava erupting from a volcanic crater and rolling down the hillside. Because it was a battle against the water, the killing shouts shocked the heart, and the roar soared into the sky,

However, just as the first wave of firefighters was about to rush to the barbed wooden fence, dense arrows like a torrential rain galloped out from the mountains and forests in the distance, pulling a piercing roar in the air, drawing a graceful arc, and falling fiercely.

The popping sound of arrows falling down, flesh being pierced, the muffled sound of bodies hitting the ground, and of course, the chilling screams suddenly mingled with the sky above the foot of the mountain.

The sharp sword flew, and the arrows shot from the front made a crisp collision sound, Hongyan's brows became more and more wrinkled, and for the first time in his life, he felt such a big crisis, he and his warriors were now living targets, but there was no way, they could only use their flesh to move forward against the rain of arrows, because this was the only way out.

The sharp sword cut horizontally, once again blocking a ferocious arrow, however, the second arrow came one after another, and in a hurry, Hongyan's face was shocked, but just when he had nothing to do, a figure pounced and guarded him tightly.

"Dang!"

A slight impact sounded, Hong Yan looked at the slowly falling back in front of him, and then looked down at the sharp arrow that shot through the former's chest and hit his armor, his eyebrows were upside down, his eyes were spewing fire, roaring and shouting, and he rushed out bravely again.

After a desperate rush, Hongyan kicked the barbed wooden fence open, and the confidence of the Flowing Fire soldiers was greatly boosted, and they broke through the blockade one after another. However, just when they thought they had safely withdrawn from the Ghost Gate, countless fireballs with a diameter several times larger than the millstone were rumbling down from the opposite hillside, igniting grass and trees along the way, and a sea of fire.

Many of the soldiers of the Wandering Fire Nation instantly turned into burning people, like headless flies running wildly for a moment and then falling to the ground, the pungent smell of burning completely covering the air with the smell of blood.

Facing cliffs on three sides, the steep hillside became the only way out, but the only way out was also the iron bridge crossing, Hongyan's teeth made a piercing grinding sound, if he insisted on continuing to rush, he and his warriors would never see the moon tonight.

"Withdraw, retreat to the top of the mountain!"

Fear caused the army to panic, and one by one the soldiers fled like water dogs to the mountain peaks behind them, and some of the seriously injured soldiers were directly abandoned, and it was not long before they were reduced to ashes in the sea of fire with despair and horror. And after they retreated to the top of the mountain, countless figures quickly poured out from the opposite hillside, not to chase and kill, but to rearrange the broken barbed wooden fences.

The army's heart is scattered, the momentum is decadent, the blood stains the armor, the soldiers fall to the ground, Hongyan's long hair is messy, and his majestic face is covered with blood and ashes.

More than ten hours ago, his troops were still the army of tigers and wolves that terrified the enemy, but after more than ten hours, they became the lost dogs that survived, Hongyan looked up to the sky and closed his eyes, sighed, and the arrogance in his heart disappeared without a trace with this lament.

This proud man of the world, finally, bowed his head!

In the national war, in addition to the combat power of both sides, there are many things that affect the trend of the war, such as time, location, people, and of course, there are some uncertain unexpected factors.

Qiu Mo secretly collaborated with the enemy camp, and Gan Long went undercover for ten years, it can be said that Manyue Kingdom has lost its advantages in terms of people and people, however, Zhang Mochen's uncertain factor has completely reversed this disadvantage.

After the difficult breakthrough, if Hongyan chooses to withdraw the army, take a leave of absence to raise the people for three or five years, and then send troops to fight, Manyue Kingdom is still a fat meat at his fingertips, but unfortunately, he did not do so. In his body, if he is not a hero without the Great Wall, it can also be understood that he does not cry when he does not see the coffin.

At the time of the heavy blow, Hongyan was also able to stabilize his mentality and formulate a new siege strategy, he was indeed a genius, but unfortunately, he thought of a good strategy to attack with a catapult, but neglected the geographical location of the top of the mountain at his feet.

The lonely top of the mountain, head to end, three cliffs, one side of the steep slope, Hongyan will be the army here is undoubtedly self-digging grave. Imagine that if the Manyue Kingdom set up a blockade at the foot of the mountain, he and his soldiers would be able to trap him and his soldiers alive without losing a single soldier.

In fact, Gan Luo or Zhang Mochen did exactly that, seeing Hongyan and his troops retreating to the top of the mountain, they chose to chase after Poor Kou Mo, just to re-lock the blockade circle.

Since then, the time, place, and people, Manyue Country has dominated the second, from the weak side of the war to the strong side, and it is difficult to lose. And all these changes are because of an uncertain factor, that is, Zhang Mochen. ()

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