Thirty miles away from Huiji City, on a wilderness, surrounded by mountains, green water flows, such an open terrain is really rare in the land of Wuyue.

However, at this moment, such a beautiful place has become a battlefield that will be reduced to purgatory on earth!

"Roar! Roar! Roar! ”

In front of the two armies, the officers and men of the Wu and Yue armies roared loudly and waved their flags and shouted, as if they wanted to deter the enemy on the opposite side, or to cheer themselves up.

On one side, there are Wu soldiers wearing crimson battle clothes, oval battle helmets, and stubborn soldiers.

On one side, there are Vietnamese soldiers wearing navy blue robes, hat-style battle helmets, and simple leather armor.

It is also a banner covering the sky, and the spears are like a forest, but from the formation, as well as the configuration of the weapons and armor of the soldiers, the disparity in the combat power of the two sides can be seen.

Looking at the not very neat Vietnamese military formation opposite, Qingji did not have any contempt in his eyes.

According to the report of the Black Ice Platform, there are at least 20,000 Vietnamese troops on the opposite side!

Although Yun Chang is already a soldier of the country, but before the Vietnamese army in the land of Sanyi has arrived, the soldiers and horses of this scale in the country are already the limit.

Because as far as Qingji saw, the Vietnamese army even had old men with gray temples and young men who had not yet taken off their childishness, and their combat power was uneven, and they were mixed, which was really worrying!

"King, beat the drums and march!"

General Xiong Zidan stepped forward, bowed to Qingji and hugged his fists and said: "The minister is willing to be the vanguard and make contributions to the king!" ”

"There's no hurry."

Qingji waved his hand and said, "The widow thought that Yun Chang would choose to stick to Huiji City and wait for reinforcements, but I didn't expect the Vietnamese army to dare to fight?" ”

"When things go wrong, there must be demons."

Hearing this, the generals present all nodded in agreement.

Yunchang's approach is really confusing!

They didn't think that Yun Chang, who had always been scheming and calculating, who had been expanding his territory all the year round, and could barely be regarded as the king of Zhongxing of the Yue Kingdom, would choose to fight the morale of the Wu army head-on so recklessly, and abide by the rules of war.

"My lord, things are indeed quite strange. Why don't you let your ministers lead a group of soldiers and horses to test it? ”

"Good!"

Just when Qingji was about to let Xiong Zidan lead a group of soldiers and horses to test the reality of the Vietnamese army, in the Vietnamese army formation opposite, a burst of "dong dong" war drums suddenly sounded.

The dull and depressing sound of war drums instantly resounded in the sky, making the mood of the entire battlefield lift.

Qingji looked around, only to see a soldier of about 300 people suddenly come out of the Vietnamese army formation opposite.

These three hundred Yue soldiers, all with black cloth belts on their heads, big shoulders and round waists, no armor, all holding sharp spears in their hands, holding spears in one hand and shields in the other, all of them revealed the will to fight as if they were at home.

Death squads?

Qingji has already reacted.

"Attack—"

At the forefront of the Vietnamese army's formation, Yun Chang, who was standing on top of the chariot, pulled out the sword at his waist, pointed at the Wu army formation opposite, and gave orders.

"Kill!"

The Vietnamese death squad, which had long been ready to go, immediately spread their feet and galloped out like wild horses.

They rushed to the Wu army formation opposite.

Courage is commendable!

However, Qingji only secretly sighed.

"Shoot the arrows!"

When the death squad of the Vietnamese army entered the range of the Wu army's archers, Qing Ji waved his hand, and the archers immediately opened their bows and arrows, throwing round after round of arrows at those Vietnamese soldiers who did not know whether they were alive or dead.

"Woo Woo ......"

"Poof! Poof! ”

"Uhhh

The rain of arrows in the sky, like locusts crossing the border, ruthlessly harvested the lives of the soldiers of the Vietnamese army's death squads.

The soldiers who were hit by the arrows all wailed, and one by one they fell into a pool of blood, and died of exhaustion.

Even if he didn't die immediately, he would be trampled to death by the soldiers who ran behind him.

"Kill!"

"Die, Wu Dog!"

"Lao Tzu fought with you!"

Of the 300-man death squads, less than half were able to dodge or block the rain of arrows.

And the Vietnamese soldiers who survived the rain of arrows were like anxious bulls, rushing into the phalanx of the Wu army with weapons, ready to kill the Quartet.

However, the reality is extremely cruel.

After the brave Vietnamese soldiers broke into the phalanx, they were immediately blocked by the shield array, and then the spearmen behind the shield ruthlessly stabbed the weapons in their hands.

"Poof!"

"Uhhh

The dense spears stabbed towards the Vietnamese soldiers who were besieged in the shield array, and immediately blood splattered, as if they had been strangled, and the soldiers of the Vietnamese death squad were killed one by one, with several more blood holes on their bodies!

Seeing the miserable death of Pao Ze, many of the Yue pawns were timid and retreated to the rear.

Many Vietnamese soldiers were killed or captured alive by the Wu army!

"Kill!"

"Attack—"

Yun Chang still did not give up, and once again organized a death squad, which was still three hundred people.

I really don't know whether to live or die!

Looking at the Vietnamese death squad that launched a suicidal charge against the Wu army's formation, Qingji was deeply speechless.

What is the purpose of Yun Chang's frequent organization of death squads?

"Shoot the arrows!"

With Qingji's order, the archers standing in several rows immediately threw round after round of arrows at the rushing enemy.

"Woo Woo ......"

The result is still the same.

Before the soldiers of this Vietnamese death squad rushed to the front of the phalanx, more than half of the people had already been harvested by several rounds of arrow rain.

Then, the Vietnamese death squads that broke into the Wu army's formation were all isolated by the shield array, and then killed them one by one, and the death was extremely miserable, which made people unbearable to look at directly!

After two attacks by the Vietnamese death squads, the phalanx of the Wu army remained unmoved, as strict as before.

What is Yunchang planning?

Qingji's brows furrowed.

At this moment, the Vietnamese army on the opposite side was in another riot.

The third charge of the death squad seems to be approaching again!

It's terrible!

The Vietnamese army consumed the lives of their own soldiers like this, and it didn't matter if they were jealous.

Because every time the Vietnamese death squad charged, they could only kill more than a dozen Wu soldiers, and the proportion of battle losses was so disparity, Qingji didn't mind letting the entire Vietnamese army collapse like this!

It's a pity that Qingji seems to have underestimated the strategy of the Yue people.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! ”

The drums of war rang out again, and the whole wilderness was heard.

This time, the death squads of the Vietnamese army were different from the previous two times.

I saw that the death squad of the Vietnamese army was about 200 people, standing in three columns, no longer holding spears or shields, but each holding a bronze sword in their hands, and slowly stepped forward.

"Roar, roar, roar!"

The soldiers of the death squad roared loudly, with red eyes, looking like they were at home, which made people's scalps tingle and very frightened.

After all, this kind of courage to put life and death aside is not something that anyone can have.

Is this giving for nothing?

Looking at this group of Vietnamese death squads who came to send them to death, Qingji couldn't help frowning.

He always felt that something was wrong!

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