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February 26, 1667, the early dry season

Yellow Turban, Taiping Province, Central Province, Puzhou Prefecture, Ruoshui River, unnamed manor

The second day of the Battle of Puzhou

After breaking through the blockade to reach the Nameless Manor, Cliff "Severed Finger Rabbid" slept for only two hours.

The night battles were not intense. The Taiping Dao army in the north seemed to have been completely devastated by the surprise cavalry, and never tried to launch a second attack, only to allow the scouts to launch a few tentative harassments.

However, the noise outside the city did not stop throughout the night.

Throughout the night, the sound of drums and horns and the march of troops were heard incessantly, indicating that the enemy had been moving his forces within the reach of the naked eye. Commands shouted in an exotic accent mingle with the sound of troop wagons marching, interspersed with neighing horses, like an exotic opera, playing the overture to the greatest duel of the former dueling expert's life.

When he woke up the next morning, he was surprised to find that the entire front of the manor had formed a dense sea of enemy troops.

Colonel Schlopp Cliff rubbed his reddened eyes and pulled out his high-level binoculars to look in the direction of the loud noise that had come from the previous night.

"The supply list said it was a 'pure gold' telescope, but I really thought it was made of gold. ”

The camps and phalanxes, which could hardly be seen with this telescope, stretched from the river to the woods, and then out of the woods, disappearing at the end of the telescope's field of vision.

In the woods, there also seemed to be a large number of Yellow Turbans in action, and although they did not dare to approach the vicinity of the mango orchards, they occasionally fired sporadic shells in this direction.

He could see all kinds of demonic beasts unique to the Yellow Turban Dao Country region moving behind the enemy's military formation.

If Cliff had been familiar with naturalism, he might have been able to point out that the golden eagles, the roc and the winged tiger were flying in the air, and on the ground were war elephants, snowhoof mastiffs, and magic horses from the edge of the Roof Ridge Mountains.

Unfortunately, the former dueling expert may know the location of every weakness in the human body, but he does not recognize these magical beasts that are not common in the Koman region.

Whether it is the Free Army or the Emperor*, these hard-to-command semi-wild magical beasts have long been gone, and the Air Force is almost always a standardized Pegasus, a bipedal wyvern, or even just a magician who has mastered the effect of the magic. Not every magical beast is suitable for domestication, and many magical beasts may turn against their owners as long as their control magic fails for a minute.

Of course, not being able to identify these magical beasts did not affect him from giving orders.

"The enemy has an air force!

Those never-before-seen flying monsters made Cliff feel like he was a thorn in his back. He thought for a moment and added another question.

"Also, there are magicians in the Daomin Army, right?"

An advisor from the Hengqu Army confirmed, "You mean monks and Taoist jurists, right?"

"Well, it's their magic warfare troops. They should be familiar with these magical beasts and invite them to come over and study them together. I don't want to see those guys raid our batteries and logistical warehouses. ”

The heralds soon left, and here Cliff waited for the Taoist priests of Taiping Road while revising the defense plan according to the latest enemy disposition. Company after company was inserted into the defensive line, and more troops were in reserve positions, ready to respond to an overwhelming attack. A part of the Hengqu cavalry was kept by him as a secret hand for the decisive battle, and the other part was used to fill the gaps in the battle line. He didn't have many reliable infantry on hand.

And in the camp of the enemy army, a tense air is also gathering.

The commander of the Yellow Turban Army on the West Bank, the deputy commander of this huge army, Lord Ma Rush, was also standing on the command platform, looking out at Cliff's position, the small mango orchard. Ma Adjutant Marshal's command platform was set up in the open air, several feet high, covered by a curtain with magic, and set up on the side of the avenue about a kilometer away.

The tool he used to spy on enemy lines was a military monocular, almost identical in shape to Cliff's hand, also made by the Pure Gold Group's workshop. The telescope was made of pure gold, much more luxurious than the one Cliff was holding, and in the corner was written in Corman with the name "Refined Enchanted Telescope +2" written in Cockman language.

"Senhu woman, the one on the wall over there must be the Hongyi thief general who broke my right army last night, right?"

Hearing Deputy Marshal Ma's inquiry, Jiawen Alvarez = Lei Jiawen, who came in the dust last night, took out a pair of glasses, put them on, and gently adjusted the magnification of the magic glasses with her right hand. St. Sen's has the world's oldest ocean-going navy, and their telescope technology, although more expensive, is better than human monoculars. Even the export-type telescope specially designed by the Pure Gold Group for the princes and princes of the East is inferior to Jiawen's glasses in terms of performance.

"That's the rank of 'colonel,' which is roughly equivalent to the lieutenant general of your army. The strength of his command is about the same as three battalions of armor in your army. For the Nan Koman, he should be the main commander here. ”

Seeing the enemy's commander clearly, the elven tribune lifted her glasses and adjusted her vision back to the way it was before replying.

Her Oriental language also had the bluntness of translation magic, which allowed her to pretend not to understand the contempt in the tone of the Dao Commander in front of her.

But that doesn't mean she doesn't have a problem with it in her heart. On the magic web, Jiawen Alvarez left this record of the Battle of Puzhou: "The commander of the Dao* on the west bank, Ma Qianglu, was a general of barbarian blood, but he was a true Dongfang Daoist. In his lifelong career as a horseman, there were many victories and few losses, and the favor of the goddess of war was always by his side. This luck gave him a character that is very common in the East: if the war goes well, it must be because he is superior to his peers, and if the war does not go well, it must be because of bad luck, the general's misfortune, or the incompetence of his subordinates. ”

"The commander of the three battalions of armor. It seems worth the battle. ”

Ma Hurry spat into the dust, a habit he had developed while fighting desert nomads and undead on the Northwest Frontier. When fighting there, Wind and Sand is a more dangerous opponent than the enemy.

He raised his hand and gestured to the monks in his own army. The monk in the yellow turban immediately took two steps forward and half-knelt in front of the lieutenant commander of the West Bank Guard.

"The last general is dressed in armor and can't pay full salutes, please give orders from the commander. ”

Ma Yulu waved his hand and ordered, "Let them be afraid!"

This strange order made Jiawen feel a little confused. She saw the monk return the salute decisively, stood up, and then pulled out a yellow talisman from his bosom.

The monk rubbed his fingers, and the oriental characters on the talisman shone brightly, and the talisman itself burned violently, and the burning smoke turned golden in color, rising straight into the gloomy sky. The golden smoke emitted a faint yellow glow that shone above the gloomy clouds!

Then, another light rose in the neighboring camp. Then two, three, ten, twenty...... Until it exceeds forty, fifty.

Sixty-two Dao, to be exact. Jia Wen didn't count them, because her intelligence agents told her that there were a total of sixty-seven battalions of the Guardian Army from five provinces on the West Bank.

"No, it's only sixty ...... No, fifty-eight...... Fifty-seven. ”

The Female Protector's gaze stayed to the south, behind the enemy's position. On the avenue between the mango orchard and Puzhou City, there are also several wolf smoke with light yellow light. The five wolf smoke rose one by one, accompanied by a terrible howl of whistle arrows piercing the air.

Her face changed slightly, and she exclaimed in a low voice, "What a strange army! When did they send such a force again?"

Her scouts didn't spot the troops. The destruction of several battalions of cavalry that tried to surprise last night did not seem to have dealt much damage to the morale of the Guardian Army.

"In terms of time, while the cavalry was still fighting, these five battalions of three or four thousand men and horses had already been dispatched. ”

Jiawen counted the distance between the wolf smoke. Whether it was anticipating the defeat of the cavalry troops, or simply trying to completely cut off the connection between the enemy forces with the overwhelming force, she was amazed by the courage of Ma Rush Ritsu. The Legion of the Sacred Sen had no such combat habit of throwing almost an entire legion into danger.

As a consultant and commander of the mercenary artillery, Jiawen still took the initiative to raise her own question: "Is it okay to use this strange army in this way, Dashuai? It should be able to play a greater role." ”

"I fought a lot against the Barbarians, and the Barbarians used what we call 'fear of power but not virtue,' and this is my favorite strategy. Deputy Marshal Ma seemed to be in a good mood, "This sentence is a very literate ancient text, can you understand it, Hu Nu?"

Even after hearing such a rude inquiry, Jiawen did not show any dissatisfaction. She glanced at the translation magic in the corner of her field of vision, with the words "fear of force but despisy of morality" written on it.

"I'm sorry, but I'm not very proficient in Orientalism. Can you please teach me?"

Jiawen blinked and looked at Ma Hurryu with admiration.

The commander on the west bank of the Ruoshui River smiled and did not rush to answer. Several generals and heralds ran to the command platform and asked him for orders, and Ma Jilu also gave instructions one by one. After finishing the military affairs, he continued to explain to the elven advisors beside him.

The meaning of this sentence is that it is necessary to show the greatest combat effectiveness in order to deter these barbarians. The horizontal canal is just a rabble, and the Red Yi thief army is their backbone. How can you miss such a good opportunity?"

"But this is only a peripheral force after all. The Nankoman people are very tough, they will send more troops, and the losses of the troops who force the attack and the troops that block it will be great. ”

Jiawen cautiously reminded. She remembered the battle at Gawen Figner.

"Our army is so massive, some losses are nothing, what matters is how you can completely destroy this part of the enemy. If our army loses a battalion, it will be like a mosquito bite, and if the enemy loses a battalion, it will be like cutting off an arm! As long as the enemy's vanguard can be completely annihilated here, this news will instantly spread throughout the enemy's entire army and the entire Dao country through the net they have brought!"

Ma Yulu raised his head and waved his hand in the air, showing that he didn't care about his own losses at all, "I have an army of 80,000 under my command, even if I lose twenty or thirty battalions of men and horses, it is enough to raze this small manor to the ground!"

Seeing his movements, Jiawen seemed to understand something. She looked up at the monks hovering low in the sky and the flying beasts around them.

"In the entire history of the Righteous Path, I am afraid that there has never been a concentration of so many monks and Dao scholars who have reached the cultivation level. Ma said quickly.

It was no coincidence that the more than ten Dao practitioners hovering in the air swooped down like falcons!

At this time, in that mango orchard, the officers of the Free Army did not notice the threat from the air. They were also drowned out in the previous consternation, unable to react properly.

"Your Excellency, I'm afraid our retreat has been cut off!"

"It has been confirmed that an enemy army of thousands of people is on the fence between the manor and Puzhou City, and is building a position!"

Compared with the panicked young staff officers, the veterans who had experienced the Battle of Lenny were much calmer.

"I'm afraid they're harassing them while secretly arranging for a force of thousands of people to wade in their rear. Don't panic, if we panic, we'll be in the hands of the enemy......"

The lieutenant of the dragon spear division suddenly stopped concluding his statement, and with a puzzled expression on his face, narrowed his eyes and looked at the northern sky.

"Your Excellency, what do you see—"

The young staff officer standing behind Colonel Cliff was still asking, and the colonel was already moving.

Cliff flickered forward, and his left hand slammed into the first officer's cheek, sending him flying several meters. The colonel, who had his back to the enemy formation, turned around sharply and shouted to the officer corps beside him: "Don't be in a daze! Air attack! Dodge!"

Then, he jumped off the podium, dodging the small, barely visible black dots in the air.

Two flying swords pursued, stabbing into the position occupied by Cliff and his lieutenant just a few seconds ago. A few more yellow mist hit the back of the fence, exploding into a poisonous yellow mist.

"Here we go. Seeing the yellow mist in the sky, Jia Wen, who saw the Dao* team using the air force for the first time, was slightly taken aback, "This is very similar to the tactics of the Zero Army of the Holy Forest." Do your air forces also use poison mist magic?"

"Of course. Qi is void, and being able to fly against the wind is originally part of the righteous path. Ma Yulu laughed, "It turns out that you Xihu also have an air force, and I can hire some next time I have the opportunity." ”

With a history of more than 2,000 years of air force and the people of Shengsen who once commanded many true dragons, Jiawen Alvarez smiled and nodded: "If you can serve Vice Marshal Ma and Zhang Sishi." ”

But she pouted secretly in her heart. Looking at the attitude of this Yellow Turban General, he must have thought that as long as the Air Force was used, he could easily kill all the generals of the Free Army, and then concentrate his forces to break through;

The Free Nations have almost no air forces, and their enemies are the Emperor* and the Sacred Army, all of whom have powerful mage and flying units. In such a disadvantage, the free nations not only did not perish, but grew stronger, which can only mean ......

"Shield!"

"Energy Protection!"

On the entire front of the Free Army, magic warfare officers and magic item non-commissioned officers have taken action. They were not familiar with the combat methods of the Yellow Turban Air Force, but this did not prevent them from operating in accordance with the air combat regulations.

Roughly one-third of the air forces, such as the Mage, use ranged magic and weapons to strike at the latter to negate face damage from magic such as rays and fireballs, and many more air forces, such as various Air Knights and Flying Beasts, will use a dive attack in an attempt to decapitate enemy commanders and artillery positions. Therefore, when the Free Army faced flying units that did not know tactics, it required officers and soldiers in key positions to defend near and far at the same time.

"There are a lot of monks in the Red Thief!"

"Do you want to continue the attack, Daoyou?"

The Yellow Turban Daoists flying in the air stopped, the wind forming a cyclone around them, and the flying demonic beasts also hesitated, looking for possible targets to attack. In a tiny mango orchard, there were more than 300 magic reactions in a minute or two, and they didn't know where to attack.

However, the flying sword that had already been sent out could not be withdrawn. The two Daoist jurists who led the air raid battalion exchanged glances with each other and decided to continue the attack.

However, more obstacles appeared before their eyes.

"Clean the air!"

"Darkness!"

The yellow poisonous mist in the air was dispelled before it could take effect, and at the same time, in the small mango orchard, almost all the key locations were covered with dark magic.

The most terrifying thing about air units is that they can attack the enemy over obstacles and lines. And what they fear most is not being able to see the situation on the ground.

Now, not only do the Yellow Turban Air Force not know the exact arrangement of the enemy, they are not even familiar with the Western magic that the enemy is good at using. There are all kinds of magic systems in the world, and everyone is good at defending against attacks from their own system and neighboring systems, but they are not good at dealing with attacks from unfamiliar systems. In this situation, the two sides are like unarmored soldiers with two-handed giant swords, and a small mistake can cause a master to lose his life.

But Zhang Futu and Ma Hurry's harsh military law was in front of them, and no one dared to propose a retreat. If the Inquisition, known as the "Traitor Order", and the Overseer Envoy known as the "Ghost Pawn", were allowed to deal with the fleeing troops, at least one in three would be beheaded.

"Attack!" Seeing that the other party had already sacrificed the dark evil art and stopped the Dao Air Force from further attacking, the Dao jurist led by him had to grit his teeth and order, "Disperse the enemy's evil magic and behead its chief!"

Jiawen, who was watching from a distance, frowned and opened her mouth when she saw the black masking magic burst out of the Free Army's formation, wanting to give some advice to the employer around her, but in the end she didn't say anything.

Ma Yulu took two steps forward, stood on the edge of the command platform, and tightly grasped the bronze body of the telescope with a hand that trembled slightly with excitement: "Let the Fuxi Left Army send five battalions of soldiers and horses to attack! The air raid battalion is about to kill the enemy general, and we must seize the opportunity to break through the enemy formation!"

A few patches of darkness were dispelled.

Under the gloomy sky, the golden rays of the Yellow Turban Dao Technique tore through those artificial dark spots. The winged tiger pounced on the Free Army soldiers, only to be shot into the skull by the lead bullet of the heavily armored musket. The wind whistle of the flying sword breaking through the air crashed against the purple light of the Splitting Technique.

In the chaotic battle between the air force and the army, only the colonel of the Free Army stood out.

The middle-aged man is past his peak physical strength, and his skills are no longer as nimble as he was when he was a dueling agent, but his experience is at the peak of his life.

The reason why Colonel Cliff, the "severed finger rabid dog", was able to fight all the way from a volunteer private to the commander of the Dragon Lance National Division was precisely because he fought bravely and bravely to the point of madness. As an officer, his subordinates often paid more than half of the casualties, but they were able to achieve great things that no one else could match.

If a fight takes place within what Colonel Cliff can reach with his Accelerator Boots, he is nearly invincible.

Amid the chaotic roar of light and heavy muskets, the blade of Cliff's right hand weaved between darkness and darkness.

Jiawen looked at the figure of the enemy general, and couldn't help but increase the magnification of the telescope glasses by one level. Although she expected the destruction of the Yellow Turban Air Force, she did not anticipate that the enemy would be such a crazy hand-to-hand fighter.

"Can the blade of his right arm still fly out? This turned out to be a custom-made magic item. ”

From time to time, the three sharp blades of Cliff's right hand flew out, accurately piercing the neck of a flying demonic beast, and then being pulled back by the invisible magic line. This weapon is far less agile than a flying sword, but it is also a sharp weapon enough to fight in the air.

Seeing this, Jiawen felt that she didn't have to continue watching. The shouts of the horses had gradually become more impatient, and the heralds had come and gone more. With a sigh, she said goodbye to the marshal, returned to her camp, and began to arrange for the heavy artillery to be removed from the transport ship and set up.

The defeat of the air raid battalion was only the beginning of that day. On this day, as many as 13 battalions of nearly 20,000 troops took turns attacking the small mango orchard, but the thin fences and trenches seemed impassable.

That night, Jiawen's scouts reported to her that Ma Jiulu had sent three secret letters to the base camp of Zhang Futu's heirs on the east bank.

And in the second half of the night, another piece of news didn't even need to be reported by her scouts.

The camp of the Weidao Army between Puzhou City and the mango orchard burned, and the burning red light reflected the entire Ruoshui River, which was clearly seen by everyone on the east bank, the west bank, and the water camp.

The fierce battles of the day and the fires of the night tell the commanders of the Guardians that they are not facing the border barbarians, but the army of another civilization with a wealth of experience and great combat effectiveness.

Such an army cannot be defeated by showing off its aerial force.

On February 27, 1667, on the third day of the Battle of Puzhou

After receiving the warrant from the Chinese army camp and having the Taoist jurist who supervised the army inspect the waist card of the passerby, Jiawen Alvarez set off to leave her elven mercenary camp.

The sky was a strange gloomy reddish yellow, and the red soil of the fields was swept up by the wind, mixed with layers of rain clouds, and looked like blood. The heavy gunners in the camp were busy setting up artillery positions, but the artillery positions were more than two kilometers away from the enemy positions, which was not enough to bombard the enemy in the mango orchards. If the artillery position is advanced to a distance that can bombard the enemy's position, it means that the elven battalion will also be bombarded by enemy artillery, which Jiawen disdains to do.

"Have you set the shooting angle?"

Although she knew this, Jiawen was still seriously inquiring about the preparation of the artillery.

"It's all calibrated as you said, Lord Tribune. ”

"If there's an emergency, contact me through the Magic Net's private communication technique. ”

After leaving these words, Jiawen rushed to the Chinese army camp.

By the time the battle began on the third day, Maryu's tent had withdrawn another mile, 1.5 kilometers away. Yesterday's command post had been burned down, and the troops near the mango orchards and on guard in the forest had retreated out of safety.

Although the combined army of the Free Army and Hengqu Yizong only had 30,000 people, the arrogance of the arrogance was not weaker than the army of more than 100,000 people here. Centered on the hunting house in the mango orchard, the reinforcements built longer fences, trenches, and defensive strongholds, and also built an earthen wall to shield enemy reconnaissance and air force units, posing as if they were going to fight to the death. The front between the Ruoshui River and the Savannah was not wide, and the front of the mango orchard could hold less than ten battalions for battle, but it was not so narrow that the generals of the Guardian Army felt that it was impossible to break through.

Jiawen stopped in front of the new camp gate and handed in her waist card. The monk in charge of the guard, Chief Officer, checked the spell and let her go. At the same time, the sound of fighting was heard in the direction of the front.

She raised her head, looked at the command platform that had just been built, and the generals and heralds who were constantly running and seemed very busy on it, took out a colonial gold coin and put it in the hand of the officer guarding the gate, and asked, "Are the forward battalions still attacking?"

"No, there should be no offense. The enemy should have come out of camp again. The officer in charge of the guard replied after accepting the gold coin.

"It seems that the enemy attacks a lot today?"

"Since my change of guard in the morning, I've launched four attacks, two in an hour. More frequent than our attacks. The officer bit down on the gold coin and put it in his pocket contentedly, "Please also ask Captain Lei to hurry up, it's already the second time the drum has been beaten, and most of the battalion officers have already arrived." ”

If the general does not come to the three drums, then according to the military law of the Taoist country, he will be beheaded for public display. The female tribune nodded slightly in thanks, handed the horse to the auxiliaries on the side, and hurried to the command platform herself.

Under the command platform, the lower-ranking battalion officers stood in a phalanx, their heralds stood farther away to guard the crowd, and some monks stood on nearby towers guarding the sky and ground. Higher-ranking lieutenants, staff, and generals stood on the command platform and on both sides of the curtain. Ma Yulu had a gloomy face, holding an oriental-style halberd that shone with silver light, and was sitting in the middle of the command platform. Jiawen walked briskly up the wooden steps to the podium and stood at the end of the side.

After another quarter of an hour, the drum of the third congregation was beaten.

"Sir, there are still four battalion officers who have not yet arrived!" After counting the number of people, the department in charge of the number of troops will report back in line.

"Immediately order people to rush and behead them all!" Ma Jilu stood up and squeezed out a few words between his teeth, "General Lei of Senhu! Inform your heavy artillery to stand by, if those troops try to bomb the camp or mutiny, plow their camp with heavy artillery, and do not have the slightest mercy!"

Jiawen knew that Ma Jianlu appointed her artillery battalion to supervise the battle because her subordinates had no entanglement with the tens of thousands of Dao* around her, unlike the remaining Daomin generals who were inextricably linked with each other. Many of the rebel troops in the camp opposite were originally their comrades.

She bowed her head in reply, and then quickly retreated into the queue before she became angry at her for not kneeling. As a high-ranking tribune of the Holy Forest, she did not want to bow her head here, and she estimated that Ma Rush would not be angry with her at such a time of crisis because of etiquette problems—according to Jiawen, the Ma lieutenant was not really as rigid as he performed.

Sure enough, Deputy Marshal Ma just glanced at her coldly, and then refocused his attention on the generals in front of him.

"The enemy's reinforcements are the 1st Hengqu Guard, and the 14th Free Division 'Zhuhai', whose chieftain is a high thief, who calls himself a major general, and whose commander is about the same as a canal commander, with five battalions under it. With just five battalions of troops, did you scare you so much that you didn't dare to attack?!"

No one dared to answer. This morning's offensive by the Guardian Army was even weaker than yesterday's, and several battalion leaders were immediately crushed at the touch of a button. On the contrary, the Free Army, reinforced by fresh troops, was extraordinarily active, and the farthest counterattack broke three battalions in a row, and with the assistance of the newly arrived engineering mages and monks, they almost broke through the large camp where Ma Rush Ritsu had been stationed yesterday. If it weren't for Deputy Marshal Ma's retreat of the camp a mile last night, all the troops loyal to Zhang Futu on the west bank would probably collapse now.

It has been proven that in the face of a determined enemy army, attacking with cannon fodder units in turns will not yield much effect.

"I know what you're thinking. If this line of defense had not been put into the heir's guard, it would not have been able to break down in the current situation. ”

The people looked at their supreme commander in amazement. Ma Jilu has never been known for being considerate of the difficulties of his subordinates, and this passage reminds them of Master Zhang Futu.

Sure enough, Ma Yulu continued: "Last night, I urgently sent a letter to Master Heishi and Lord Du Rape Ling, and I got their approval. I will not force you to fight to the death in front of the enemy's lines. Thank you for your care!"

With that, he knelt to the east and bowed repeatedly. Seeing the deputy marshal make such a move, everyone immediately followed and bowed together. Even Jiawen had to bow down, but she just propped her hands on the floor of the podium and insisted on not letting her knees hit the ground.

"It's just a muscle and flexibility exercise. The elf thought to herself.

It wasn't until Ma Jilu stood up that the people got up together. The battalion officers standing on the school field were covered in red clay, but no one dared to bounce it off.

"But that doesn't mean the enemy is invincible! The Red Bandits are still only a fraction of our strength, and they rely on nothing more than three things: powerful firearms, strong defenses, and well-trained discipline. I would like to ask all of you who are here, if the enemy were left without their powerful firearms, if they left their earthen walls, trenches, and fences, and if they lost their neat formation and discipline, would you still be afraid of them?"

Someone in the audience shouted "Don't be afraid!" first, and then the usually dignified officers also shouted.

"Now is the chance! Master Hei Shi has arranged a rain prayer spell on the east bank, and when the Hongyi army strikes again, it will cause heavy rain to rain on the entire surrounding area! At that time, the enemy who leaves his position will lose all their advantages!"

Someone shouted again, "Long live the heir of the Heavenly Path!" and the officers shouted one after another, bowing to the east in a disorderly manner.

"If in this case, there are still people who retreat, don't blame the military law for being ruthless!" Ma Yulu grabbed an arrow and distributed the orders one by one, "All the kings fight!"

Halfway through the distribution of military affairs, the sound of artillery roar was heard from the direction of the enemy positions in the south. Later, the artillery of the Guardian Army also roared. Two heralds arrived at the camp from different directions, their mounts running out of breath and almost dying.

"Great commander! Those four battalions of soldiers and horses have rebelled, intending to surrender to the enemy! The enemy general has led his troops out to meet them!"

"Since you're here, don't go!" Ma Yulu shouted, "The battalions of the front army are attacking, and the battalions of the middle army and the rear army are arrayed!

"Obey!"

Jiawen took the order and fled as if she had been amnestied. She didn't want to see everyone kneeling together chanting the name of the heir again.

"For the sake of the people of Shengsen and the Senate, it's really not easy......

Riding away from the camp of the horse rush, the tribune said to herself.

By this time, more troops had begun to line up, and the road behind her was already filled with gunfire.

The commander of the attack of the Free Army was Major General Dubre Goho, who had just arrived. In the traditional tactics of the Free Army, the poorly equipped and well-trained Nationalist Army was used as a shield, and the elite and well-equipped regular Free Army was used as a spear. The enemy's attack front crashed into the national army, draining the sharpness, and then the main enemy force was eliminated in the counterattack with a well-recharged and well-prepared regular army.

"Since someone takes the initiative to take refuge, then it must be protected. Although it is difficult for these Dao troops to defend their positions alone, if others see these examples, more people will come to us. ”

After hearing Cliff's concern, the veteran Gao Huo laughed and said, "Of course. You've fought them many times, and even if you don't win, can they still keep so many of our troops outside?"

The gray-haired major general division commander waved his horsewhip and led the personal guards cavalry to catch up with the infantry brigade. Behind him, the six-pounder gun wagon, which was used as a support for fire, also left the position, and the Guards Cavalry, who had made a great contribution the night before, covered the two wings.

The four battalions of the rebellion were already in disarray, one of the battalion officers had been killed and the other was seriously wounded. However, the arrival of the main force of the Free Army revived the four battalions of provincial guards from the Far Peak Province.

"General, there is no need to retreat! Now most of the battalion officers are in the camp of horse thieves, ready to meet Zhang Fu...... Zhang Cheng crossed the river and came! In front of our heavenly soldiers, only the three battalions of horse thieves in the old camp could still fight! As long as the Hengqu army advances, today it will be able to capture the horse thieves alive and destroy Zhang Wei's personal guards and the river beach!"

The remaining two battalion officers joined forces with Major General Gao Huo and provided almost the same information. Since the spirit of the army was like this, Gao Huo sent a herald and a messenger to inform Cliff that he would lead the main force straight to the old camp of Ma Kyu Ritsu yesterday.

There were already several battalions of the Guardian Army in front of the camp to defend it, but it was nothing to mention in front of the Zhuhai Division, who had plenty of magic troops, an accompanying army, and a six-pounder light cannon. It took only two quarters of an hour for the enemy in front of him to crumble and flee backwards.

After the Defenders in the camp had almost fled, Dubrey Goho commanded his troops to rest in the larger camp. He could already see the Dao State Marshal Banner half a kilometer away, which was five or six meters high (one zhang and eight feet).

"Take a break and the artillery fire freely at the organized enemy in the rear......"

A drop of rain fell on the tip of Major General Gaohuo's nose. He looked up at the clouds overhead.

"Ah, it's raining. ”

He wasn't surprised. During this season, known as the early dry season, there are still sudden heavy rains in the central and southern parts of Mureman. In the previous late rainy season, it rained almost every day, and even in the early dry season, cumulonimbus clouds still appeared frequently.

At this time, in the camp of the Yellow Turban Army on the east bank, the Taoist priests in charge of praying for rain had already begun to practice. The entire history of the Eastern Empire consisted of water conservancy and prayer for rain, which were the two main tasks of their central government.

Gao Huo didn't know that the rain was summoned by the other party's magic users. However, the actions of the enemy army made him realize that the general of the Guardian Army saw this rain as a good opportunity.

The rain became heavier and heavier, turning from light to moderate rain.

About eight battalions of the Yellow Turban Army formed an array in the rain, and the routed soldiers behind them who had been driven back to the woods on both sides also re-emerged in formation, trying to block the connection between the Zhuhai Division and the Dragon Lance Division.

The faces of the two battalion officers who had just taken refuge had become very bad, and the officers sent by the Hengqu Army also looked very nervous, only Gao Huo and his staff officers looked confident.

"Do they think we can't fire when it's raining?"

"I'm afraid the Taiping Daoguo doesn't know, our gunpowder is generally equipped with tarpaulins, and muskets and artillery also have rain covers, right?"

"Don't laugh! The enemy's offensive is likely to be more than that, so that all magic officers are vigilant, and there is likely to be magic with water, acid, poison, ice, etc. as the core elements on the opposite side, ready to attack at any time!"

Gao Huo cursed as he activated all the detection and defense magic in his body. As a long-serving officer at the headquarters and known for his caution in combat, he also has a level of magic above the average of generals, and is particularly good at defensive magic.

The Free Army's positions were erected with tarpaulin capes and umbrellas, and all the magicians entered the positions and stood ready for battle.

The vanguard of the Guardian Army was on the opposite side of the rain curtain, and after a shout from the battalion captain, the vanguard battalions rushed to the enemy position with a shout. Ma Yulu stood on the command platform in the rain, without an umbrella or a rain cover, nervously watching the battle situation on the two fronts.

In the face of a dense charge, the characteristic sound of heavy muskets rang out, and they were all in one.

"Hahaha, dying and struggling! I'm afraid this is the last batch of dry gunpowder from the Hongyi people!"

Seeing that the enemy had been tricked into a turtle in an urn, Ma Yulu's generals finally became less serious. They had lost many of their comrades in the two days of fighting, and it had been a long time since there had been such laughter in the barracks.

The sound of light muskets followed the sound of heavy muskets, and the sound of six-pounder guns mingled with the sound of rain.

"It's really a strong army to have such discipline in the dying struggle. If you lose such a strong army, are you still afraid that the thief will not be destroyed?"

The generals of the Guardian Army were still laughing, but there seemed to be fewer people laughing than before.

Heavy muskets, light muskets, artillery, light muskets, heavy muskets, artillery......

There were fewer and fewer people laughing, and fewer and fewer, until everyone was silent.

"Huh. Hehe. Inform the East Coast and increase the rain!"

Ma Qilu sneered with a distorted face, and used the power of the righteous path, and ran his righteous qi through his hands, little by little, twisting the "Refined Enchanted Telescope +2" into a spiral shape, similar to a traditional snack called twist in the Eastern Empire.

"Overseer the team! Retreat from the latter and below the self-management officer, all of them will be killed! If you can't defeat this Hongyi army today, no one wants to go back alive to see the heir-sama-"

This was followed by even louder explosions. It was the sound of heavy artillery, siege artillery and mortars.

"How many cannons does the enemy have!" Vice Marshal Ma threw the telescope down the platform heavily, "Are all the officers of the scout team eating!"

"General, wait! That's our shelling!"

Ma Yulu was shocked when he heard this, and snatched the general's ordinary telescope with his hand, and looked at the enemy formation.

On the positions of the Zhuhai Division, huge craters and exploding mud curtains were in sight, and more shells fell in the middle of the artillery and infantry ranks of the Red Yi Thieves. Heavy artillery of all kinds and sizes with a difference of more than 100 years before and after were smashed around the camp, which shows that the troops who launched the artillery bombardment have been preparing for a long time.

"Is it the Sen Hu mercenaries?!They have been targeting our old battalion from the beginning?!"

A hint of anger swept over General Daoguo's heart, but it was replaced by ecstasy.

"The muskets and artillery are suppressed, see what you do......! No, use Taoism to transmit the sound of thunder drums!

If Ma Jilu could see the situation of the Zhuhai Division's position at this moment, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to laugh so happily.

Major General Dubre Gojo, with a dim silver glow on his body, walked through the mud rain stirred up by the shells, stopped in front of each position, and drove the silver spikes into the ground.

Heavy cannonball after shell burst through the position at fifteen-second intervals, but most of the power was negated by the resonance of the silver spikes and the defensive magic on his body. The loss of all artillery and a quarter of his strength did not make the major general lose confidence in victory, nor did the fellow Daomin troops who lay in the mud groaning or pretending to be dead.

Because he is an expert in offensive warfare and defensive magic, Dubre Goho. He knew that defensive magic, if used properly, would be the most powerful in offensive combat.

"Plug in the bayonet! These spells can still resist for eight minutes, and it is impossible for the opponent's heavy artillery to quickly adjust its landing point and turn it into accompanying fire!" he ordered all his subordinates who were still alive, "Use five minutes to prepare for battle, and this time you will take the enemy's camp!"

The rain gradually grew larger, and the tarps of the Free Army were finally unable to resist the rain that seemed to be pouring down like the gods.

Thankfully, the enemy's heavy artillery was also gradually muted.

Those five minutes were so long that by the end of it, all the remaining Marines soldiers in the entire position had been reduced to clay figures, and only the occasional flash of protective magic silver light could prove that they were the most outstanding elite troops of the Free Army.

"Charge the whole army, follow me!"

The Freith soldiers, covered in mud and water, had lost their muskets, rose from the trenches, mud puddles and rubble. Their figures resemble rows of mud golems.

They have proven themselves to be able to fight even in the rain. Proven that he can fight both offensively and defensively. Now, they want to prove that they can fight even with such great losses, without organization and discipline.

It was an elite soldier who had fought hard against the empire on the battlefield of the Free War, and an elite soldier who had never been discouraged even in the face of such a disadvantage.

An elite soldier that the religious warlords of the Taoist Kingdom have never seen for many years.

The dozen or so battalions that attacked before the Makyu Ritsu battalion were almost all crushed by the Zhuhai Division, and the heavy rain made it difficult for the battalion officers to regroup, and even the Inspectors could not stop the defeated soldiers.

It's like a sharp knife slicing through cheese, like a kitchen knife cutting through jelly.

Gawen Alvarez in the elven mercenary camp changed her face. Her artillery is almost impossible to fire, but the enemy is so majestic that it looks as if it can sweep away the West Bank camp at any moment!

"Don't pack up the artillery!All citizens of the Holy Forest, get ready to evacuate!"

And Ma Yulu, who was watching all this in the camp of the West Bank Guardian Army, finally picked up his halberd.

"I have fought hundreds of battles in my life, with many wins and few losses, and I have never encountered such a strong opponent!"

He shook the tip of his spear in the rain and lit out a few essences. Seeing that the lord was wearing armor, the surrounding generals also put on armor.

"But even if I lose to the end, I still have this halberd in my hand!"

He dropped the last sentence to his herald: "Let the heir send the capital to order the lord to clean up the mess quickly, otherwise the overall situation in the West Bank will be out of control!"

"No need. You did your best, Ma Qing. ”

A voice suddenly sounded in the ears of him and the generals.

"It's my fault, I underestimate these barbarians. The enemy is indeed not to be underestimated, so let's leave it to this seat next. ”

This voice was very familiar to the very few people on the podium, and they immediately knelt down. The rest of the people looked at the person who seemed to have appeared suddenly, and when they saw their kneeling colleagues, they were shocked and hurriedly knelt down.

What suddenly appeared on the podium was a middle-aged Taoist priest with sunken eyes, a face like gold paper, and a skinny man, who could almost be described as thin and withered.

But by this time, everyone knew who he was and vaguely knew what the big man was going to do.

"Master Heishi!" "Your Majesty the Holy Majesty of the Holy Majesty of the Holy Majesty!" "You need to pay attention to your body!"

Zhang Futu turned a deaf ear, just stared at the cumulonimbus clouds with his bloodshot eyes.

"My right way!

He shouted hoarsely.

"Thunder !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

His hand formed a mudra in the air—a gesture of oriental magic.

From the end of everyone's line of sight, lightning began to flash in the thunderclouds.

The lightning did not immediately slash to the ground, but traveled from cloud to cloud. With each cloud that thunder jumped, it became brighter.

Countless rays of thunder converged from the clouds at the end of the distant field of vision, and finally settled in this cloud above the battlefield.

The cloud was so bright that it was like the midday sun!

"It's the Tiangang Five Thunder Fa-rectification! No, it's the ...... above this."

"It's the Heavenly Thunder! It's the real Yellow Heavenly God Thunder! It's the Heavenly Thunder that can only be used by the top monks!"

The thin and gloomy middle-aged man flew up and soared over the Ruoshui River, shining brightly.

"Falling !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

That thunder curtain, no, it should be said that the light curtain smashed straight into the middle of the two armies, breaking the arrows of the Zhuhai Division's advance in half.

The people exclaimed, almost blinded by the flash of lightning. It takes more than a dozen seconds for many people to regain their sight again.

Major General Dubre Gojo was almost directly hit by the thunderbolt.

All of his protective magic was directly pierced by this Heavenly Thunder, whose power exceeded the upper limit of the ninth stage of magic. He didn't even have the energy to think "I'm going to die".

Almost all the people around the major general were directly hit by the thunder, and they were either dead or dead - no matter whether they were friends or enemies, there were no more wounded.

He breathed his last breath, thought of the final order, and passed it out through the magic web.

The order was "Immediately organize a retreat!".

In the midst of the torrential rain, this order was faithfully carried out, and it also proved that Dubre Goho's Maritime Division lived up to its name as a free division.

"If it were my division under such adversity, Bacheng would not have been able to retreat so calmly. ”

Cliff, the commander of the Dragonlancer, silently looked at the troops who had withdrawn from the muddy and bloody battlefield, and listened to the morale-boosting shouts of the Yellow Turbans on the opposite side.

"The sky is dead! The sky is dead! The yellow sky should stand!

"Defend the road, defend the road, defend the road!"

The shout almost shook the entire Ruoshui River, and finally converged into one sentence—

"The heir has crossed the Ruoshui River!"

The torrential rain brought by the thunderstorm eventually lasted for an hour and a half, causing all units of the Coalition and the Yellow Turban Army to cease combat operations.

If it weren't for the heavy rain that accompanied the thunder that completely disrupted the pursuit of the Yellow Turban Army, I am afraid that few people in the Zhuhai Division would have made it back to the mango orchard alive. In this battle, the Free Army lost more than 600 experienced veterans of the Zhuhai Division, from Commander Dubre Goho down.

On this day, the Dao Kingdom also proved that they were an ancient civilization with a long history, and their armies and magic were by no means comparable to the barbarians that the Free Army had dealt with in the past.

That night, hearing the loss and the news that Zhang Futu had crossed the river with his own guards, Naimon Soleton and Zhang Shiyi decided to leave only the minimum water camp in Puzhou City, and they rushed with all the elites and all the warehouses of the Puzhou City West Battalion.

"If we can win, Puzhou City will be safe. If our strikers fail miserably, no one will come to our rescue in the siege. Even if we want to reach an agreement with Zhang Futu, we must have an advantage on the battlefield first. The whole army is attacking! Lined up on the banks of the Ruoshui River!"

All the main forces of the two armies confronted each other in the west of Puzhou City, and there was finally no room for turning around with each other.

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