Ding Feng looked around at the officers and soldiers of the First Legion in front of him, and shouted loudly: "My First Legion was established at the earliest, followed the adults for the longest time, and made the most military exploits. In this battle with the horse thieves, our army was the first to successfully cross the river and the first to hit the enemy's camp.

As he spoke, he drew his sword with his hand, grabbed the blade with his other hand, and slowly stroked, and then, he raised his fist high, blood dripped out of his fingers, he didn't even frown, and shouted: "If this battle is not successful, then you will become benevolent, you can only advance, not retreat, even if there is a soldier left in the battle!

After speaking, he waved his sword in his hand, pointed at the wooden army camp, and shouted: "God bless our army, strengthen our army!

"Kill—"

Ding swore an oath with the blood of the whole army to live and die with the officers and men of the whole army, and the people were boiling with blood and shouting in unison, and before the war began, their eyes were already red.

An army of nearly 100,000 people lined up in a neat phalanx, and without the assistance of siege equipment, began to approach the wooden army camp.

"Kim!Kim!Kim—"

As the First Legion advanced, the shouting continued, and the sound of the shield of the weapon had already overpowered the sound of the war drums, and the loud roar shook back the fear of its own side, and also shocked the enemy's heart.

Inside the camp of the wooden army, Zhou Fang stood on the tower, looking at the Jin army pressed over outside the camp, his brows were furrowed deeper and deeper, and the Jin army was in the camp. The Ubiquitous flag of the First Legion also made Zhou Fang feel unusually dazzling, and even the back spine began to feel cold for a while.

As the so-called name of a person and the shadow of a tree, the First Legion, as the strongest legion in the Jin Country, has long been known to the Wood Army, and the object that the Wood Army is most reluctant to encounter is the First Legion that does not want to die.

On the battlefield, fearing the enemy only increases your chances of defeat. Zhou Fang knows this very well.

He took a long breath, cheered up, and ordered: "The whole army is ready, the enemy army is nearly thirty zhang, release the arrows!"

The herald agreed, and immediately conveyed the generals of the Zhou side.

Outside the enemy's firing range, the advance of the First Army was not hasty or slow, and it was mainly to press the opponent with momentum and create psychological pressure on the enemy.

Ding Feng is not a commander who is good at scheming. He also does not agree with the practice of stealing opportunities on the battlefield, his style is steady, and his criterion is to ensure that he does not make mistakes on the premise of first ensuring that he does not make mistakes, and then force the opponent to make mistakes with a fierce and tough style of play, so that he can seize the opportunity and kill the enemy with one blow.

It is precisely because of his style that he has also developed the style of the First Army that is good at fighting hard battles.

As the First Army drew closer, the atmosphere on the battlefield became more and more tense. The solemnity on the eve of the great war weighed on everyone's hearts, and the First Legion, led by Ding Feng, had abandoned its fears. But the soldiers of the wooden army were tense, and many of the soldiers were trembling with their hands holding their weapons.

"Shoot the arrows—"

"Shoot the arrows—"

Seeing that the Jin army had entered thirty zhang, the shouts of arrows in the camp of the wooden army were continuous.

"Hum—"

The black clouds composed of arrows soared into the sky of the wooden camp, and the screams of each one combined into a dull whistling, and the dense rain of tens of thousands of arrows drew a perfect arc in the air. Fall into the camp of the Jin army.

"Jingle Bell—"

"Plop, pounce, plop—"

The sound of arrows hitting the shield and the sound of armor piercing into the flesh sounded at the same time, and the soldiers of the First Legion seemed to be invisible to the rain of arrows in the sky, holding their shields and staring at them and continuing to move forward.

The brothers in front were shot down by stray arrows, and the soldiers in the back didn't even blink an eye. It seems that there is no emotion machine, and there is only one thought in their consciousness, and that is to move forward, as if there is only one way to stop them from moving forward, to end their lives.

The arrows of the wooden army were round after round, and the soldiers of the First Legion fell one after another, but instead of slowing down, the whole camp was still accelerating, and the people stepped on the corpses of their comrades, and their hearts were not filled with fear, but with anger, and their bloodshot eyes became more and more scarlet.

An attacker of less than 100,000 men attacking a defender of nearly 200,000 men was like a suicidal attack for any army, but on the battlefield at this time, the morale of the First Army was completely overwhelming, and the phalanx of the First Army was like a steel fortress in motion, which might open the gap, but could not stop its advance.

Under the rain of arrows from the wooden army, the soldiers of the 1st Legion stepped on the corpses of their comrades and advanced to the front of the wooden camp.

When they arrived at the bottom of the wall, the ladder was erected, and the soldiers of the First Legion began to swarm up with steel knives in their mouths.

Due to the limited number of ladders they carried, most of them could not squeeze into the front of the ladders, so the soldiers of the 1st Legion immediately set up a ladder and let their companions step on their bodies and rush into the wooden camp.

The battle between the two sides was officially launched.

On the wall, the wooden army released arrows downward, and outside the wall, the Jin army released arrows upward, and the arrows on both sides shuttled through the air, devouring the lives of the soldiers on both sides.

At this time, no one is absolutely safe, and a living life can be hit by a stray arrow in the blink of an eye and turned into a cold corpse.

At this time, no one is lucky, and in the bloody and inhumane battle, dying in battle may also be a relief.

Zhou Fang has been on the battlefield for a long time, and has experienced countless big battles and small battles, but in the face of such a crazy first army, he suddenly had a sense of powerlessness, 200,000 against 100,000, even if he did a head-to-head battle on flat ground, he should win steadily, but now, under the cover of the camp, he still felt a burst of weakness.

The soldiers of the First Legion seemed to have turned into beasts, climbing up the wall by all means they could, but when they climbed up, they were killed, and the corpses outside the wall were all over the ground.

At this time, the First Legion collected the corpses of their brothers and used them to pile up a mountain, allowing people to climb up by stepping on the piled up corpses.

As the battle continued, the corpses of the First Legion had accumulated to the level of the wall of the wooden barracks, and the soldiers below no longer had to climb, as long as they stepped on the corpses of their comrades, they could run all the way up the wall.

The first army fell into a state of complete madness, no matter how many soldiers were killed, wave after wave of strong attacks showed no sign of abating, but the wooden army with a geographical advantage and a large number of people was afraid first, facing the red-eyed Jin army, people were afraid from the bottom of their hearts, the wooden army on the wall was gradually retreating, and more and more soldiers of the first army were pouring up.

The casualties are getting bigger and bigger, but the offensive of the First Legion is getting more and more fierce, the soldiers stepped on the mountain of corpses of their comrades and rushed to the wall, and fought with the wooden army, the weapons were cut off with fists and feet, the fists and feet were broken with teeth, and the soldiers of the First Legion, which were more fierce than the beasts, made the wooden army frightened and retreated, and soon, all the wooden troops on the wall were squeezed down and retreated into the camp.

Seeing this, Zhou Fang hurriedly organized troops to launch a counterattack, and gave a death order to recapture the walled wall and beat the Jin army out no matter what.

In the face of Zhou's strict military orders, the wooden army regrouped and began to launch a counter-charge against the wall.

It was easy for the Wood Army to retreat, but it was difficult to attack it back, and the First Army occupied the wall, condescending, and gave the Wood Army's backlash a head-on blow.

The counter-charging Wooden Army attacked three times, but was repulsed by the First Legion, and to the end, the red-eyed First Legion recoiled down and engaged the opponent head-to-head in the Wooden Camp.

Losing the advantage of geographical advantages, the wooden army could not stop the first army from rushing down the mountain like a tiger, and the soldiers in front fell row after row, and the whole camp was constantly pressed back.

The more the wooden army fought, the more chaotic it became, the more the Jin army fought, the more brave it became, the soldiers who rushed in front were covered in blood, and they couldn't tell whether it was their own or the enemy's, and even many people still had steel swords, spears, and arrows inserted in their bodies, and their physical strength had long been overdrawn, and their lives had reached the limit, but they couldn't stand with a willpower, and they continued to fight, chasing and slashing the enemy in front.

Such an army is not only feared by the wooden army, but I am afraid that the army of any country will tremble with fear. (To be continued......)