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The preparations made by the Zhenjun Army for this expedition were the fullest in all previous expeditions, with sufficient grain and grass, complete military resources and armaments, full staffing, and tens of thousands of reserve troops as reinforcements. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

After a series of consultations with Xin Jiyao, in May of the 391st year, Shangguan Xiu personally commanded the Southwest Group Army of the Wind Country, which was composed of four legions, and advanced to the territory of Besa.

Besa's side is not unprepared for the invasion of the Wind Army, but Besa has never accurately determined which side the Wind Country is on.

On the long border between the Windy Country and Besa, the Besa side has only one legion stationed in and around the border town of Dumos.

The four legions of the Zhenjun Army suddenly crossed the border between the two countries and went straight to the city of Dumos, and the commander of the Besa legion hurriedly reported to the Besa royal court.

Before the reply of the Besa royal court could be returned, the vanguard of the Zhenjun army had already entered the territory of Dumos City, and engaged the outer defense forces of the Besa army in the surrounding villages and towns of Dumos City.

The vanguard of the Zhenjun Army was the three elite corps of the First Army Corps, plus the gendarmerie of the official commander, totaling more than 40,000 people.

Before launching the attack, Shangguan Xiu summoned three corps commanders and assigned them their respective combat missions. The three corps divided the three towns around the city of Domos, in order to cut off the city from the outside world and lock the main force of the Besa army in the city of Domos. heiyaпge

The three corps commanders led their respective corps and took the order, while Shangguan Xiu led the gendarmerie and marched slowly towards the city of Dumuos. The two armies that attacked the east and west towns of Dumos City went smoothly, and they easily occupied the two towns without encountering a large Besa army.

Only the corps that attacked the small town south of Dumos, the battle did not go well, in this town called Bir, stationed a corps of the Besa army, the main attack of the fifth corps, was met with stubborn resistance from the defenders, the two sides fought fiercely for a whole day, the fifth corps only tore the outer defense of the town, failed to attack a single step into the town.

It was not until dark that the battle finally came to an end, and there were no more large-scale engagements between the two sides in the evening, and at dawn the next day, the Zhenjun army launched another onslaught.

The offensive on the second day was much more fierce than on the first day, and Xiao Yuan, the commander of the Fifth Corps, had already heard that the gendarmerie had arrived in his rear, and the adults who were marching slowly were about to catch up with him, and he had not yet been able to take down the town of Bir, and he could not hold his face.

The officers and men of the 5th Corps followed the enemy line that had been torn apart yesterday and launched rounds of artillery bombardment and infantry charges into the town of Bir.

Buildings large and small in the southern part of the town of Börre were almost all flattened by artillery fire, and there were ruins and ruins everywhere, and the defenders could not find decent bunkers to cover up.

Under the ferocious shelling and charging of the Zhenjun army, the defenders were forced to retreat to the central part of the town, and the soldiers of the Fifth Army finally stormed the town and engaged the defenders of Besa in street fighting.

At this time, the gendarmerie led by Shang Guanxiu arrived. Seeing the banner of the gendarmerie appear behind him, Xiao Yuan grinned secretly, and without waiting for the gendarmerie to approach, he first led a few corps generals to urge the horse to meet him.

Shangguan Xiu was riding in a wide and large carriage, and at this time he had already stepped out of the carriage and stood on the wheel. Several generals of Xiao Yuan dismounted one after another, stepped forward, intervened in the salute, and said in unison: "The last general will see the adult!"

Glancing at a few people, Shangguan Xiu's figure shook slightly, and he floated down from the carriage, he waved his hand, signaled everyone to be exempt, and asked, "Has General Xiao taken the town of Bir?"

"Lord Hui, the last general...... The last general has not yet captured the town of Burr. ”

"Is there anything you want to explain to me?"

"The last general has nothing to explain, please forgive me!" Xiao Yuan knelt on one knee, and several generals behind him also knelt down.

Satisfied with his answer, Shangguan Xiu reached out and pulled him up. Although he marched slowly behind, he was well aware of the battle ahead.

The towns attacked by the Sixth and Seventh Corps did not have many defenders, and naturally they did not encounter decent resistance, only here in the Fifth Corps, encountered the Besa Army of a corps, as the attacker, it is understandable that the battle was difficult, and it is commendable that Xiao Yuan did not find such and such excuses for himself, did not complete the task, that is, did not complete the task, and it was superfluous to find more objective reasons and explanations.

Shangguan Xiu walked past Xiao Yuan's side and said at the same time: "Since General Xiao can't be defeated, then, I'll help you." ”

His tone was calm, and he couldn't hear any reproach, but Xiao Yuan's face was so red that he was about to drip blood.

Of the three corps, two of them had already completed their mission, and only his fifth corps had not been able to take the town of Bir, and now he had to help the adults himself, which was more humiliating than any beating and scolding.

"My lord, give the last general another hour, and the last will vouch for ...... head."

"Wait for next time. Shangguan Xiu said without looking back: "Your military order, leave it for the next battle, and then stand up, and now this battle has nothing to do with you." ”

Hearing this, Xiao Yuan couldn't wait to dig a hole in the ground and get into it, his face was red, and he was sweating. Several generals behind him also lowered their heads, not daring to breathe, and wiped the cold sweat on their faces.

Xiao Jue patted him on the shoulder as he walked by, and comforted him in a low voice: "My lord doesn't blame you! ”

"General, I'm ......"

"Alright, you can rest and watch the battle!"

The participation of the gendarmerie in the battle was tantamount to giving a shot in the arm to the officers and men of the Fifth Corps who were fighting at the front, greatly boosting their morale and confidence, and making their attacks more and more ferocious.

Shangguan Xiu didn't want to waste any more time, and strode into the town, catching up with the soldiers advancing ahead, and at the same time, his body was covered with spirit armor, and the spirit knife was unsheathed.

The officers and soldiers of the Zhenjun Army may not be able to recognize Shangguan Xiu's appearance, but they all know the silver hair fluttering outside the spirit armor.

Seeing him coming, the phalanx of infantry on the street automatically and consciously separated to the left and right, giving way to a passage. Shangguan Xiu walked unhindered to the center of the battle between the enemy and us, where the two sides were engaged in fierce street fighting, each finding cover, and shooting at the opposite side with a firearm.

Shangguan Xiu's footsteps did not stop, he walked directly out of his own camp and walked towards the enemy camp opposite, at the same time, the spirit armor behind him suddenly spread its two wings, and when the projectiles on the opposite side flew towards him, the wings behind him wrapped forward. Clanging, the projectile hit the wings, and the sparks splashed up in clusters, but they couldn't stop Shangguan Xiu's progress at all.

From the end of the street, two groups of Besa soldiers each launched a cannon, aimed at Shangguan Xiu, who was walking step by step, and ignited the gunpowder twist on the cannon door.

With two loud bangs, two shells erupted from the barrel and flew straight to Shangguan Xiu.

The wings wrapped around Shangguan Xiu's body spread, he casually inserted the spirit knife in his hand to the ground, suddenly raised his arms, opened his palms, and grabbed it in the air, he heard two muffled sounds, and the two spherical cannonballs were tightly clasped by his palms, and by the impact of the cannonballs, his feet rubbed against the ground, and he slid backwards more than two meters away.

Shangguan Xiu broke off and stomped on the ground with one foot, and with a bang, the ground was forced out of a big pit by him, and his backward sliding figure also stabilized.

Looking at the two cannonballs he was holding tightly in his hand, as well as the gunpowder twist that was about to burn to the end, the faces of the soldiers of the Wind Army behind him changed greatly, and they shouted in unison: "My lord, be careful-"

Before the words fell, Shangguan Xiu's figure had disappeared, and he used a series of shadows, almost in an instant, he appeared in front of the two guns of the Besa army, and stuffed the two shells in his hand back into the barrel.

At the very moment when he stuffed the shells back, he heard two loud bangs, boom, boom, two cannons, exploding in unison, broken pieces of iron and pieces of iron, splashing everywhere, thick smoke rising from the scene, dust flying, screaming everywhere, and wailing incessantly.

When the smoke cleared, the soldiers of the Wind Army looked at it again, and there were two large holes blown out of the ground in the enemy camp, surrounded by the corpses and wounded of the Besa army, and between the two large holes, there was a person squatting on the ground, wrapped in wings from top to bottom.

After a while, the man who was squatting on the ground slowly stood up, the wings on his body spread out with a whirl, and the pieces of iron and iron embedded in it bounced left and right, this person was not Shangguan Xiu or who?

Suddenly there was a shouting sound from the building on the side of the street, and then, from the window and door, dozens of guns poked out, aimed at Shangguan Xiu, who was standing in the middle of the street, and shot in unison.

At such a close distance, the power of the firearm was full, and the projectiles hit the spirit armor one after another, and the clanging sound continued, but it could not break the spirit armor in the slightest.

Shangguan Xiu's figure turned, facing the projectile in front of him, and walked towards the building, as he walked, he slowly pulled out a narrow Mo knife from the gap in the spirit armor at his wrist, the Mo knife was two meters away, he waved it outward, and the spirit was chaotic, and the wind blade whistled into the building, and in an instant, there were screams inside.

He then walked into the building, there were more screams from inside, and in the blink of an eye, Shangguan Xiu walked out of the building again, the spirit armor on his body was stained with pieces of blood, the Mo knife was dripping with blood, and in his other hand, he was also carrying the head of a Besa general.

Back in the street, he tossed the head he was carrying, glanced at his own camp, and shouted, "What are you waiting for?

In the eyes of these Zhenjun soldiers at the scene, Shangguan Xiu is simply like a god of war, as long as he is there, people are not afraid of anything, even in the face of more and more terrifying enemies, they dare to rush forward bravely.

"Kill!" Two battalion lieutenants took the lead in waving the spirit knives in their hands and rushed out of the bunker, and the Zhenjun soldiers behind shouted in unison, rushing forward like a tide.

Seeing that the morale of his soldiers had been completely raised, Shangguan Xiu took a deep breath, jumped up, and flew to a three-story building.

He stood on the roof, carrying a Mo knife, looking down condescendingly, the long silver hair on his chest, the black big hair behind him, fluttering in the wind, exuding the momentum of being on the top of the mountain, who else is me, which is heartbreaking, and its appearance is really like a king in the world.

Author's Note:

Volume 3, Reigning in the World.

This book, please do not reprint!