Chapter Eighty-Seven: Rushing to Tin City

There was a dull thud.

I saw that Duan Chen, who had stabilized his body, casually put it away, and the battle knife that was almost a thousand gold weights was easily inserted into the ground to a depth of one foot.

At this moment, in the hearts of those warriors, Duan Chen seemed to have become an insurmountable existence like a god of war in an instant. After all, Huang Bozhong, who was admired in their hearts, was not able to be so strong. What's more, the current Duan Chen is only fifteen or sixteen teenagers.

Seeing the reactions of a hundred warriors, Duan Chen, who knew that he had already achieved the purpose of deterrence, said loudly at this moment: "Miao Yixiong raised hundreds of thousands of troops, making the people of Izumo suffer from the war. In such a period, what is the so-called prince of my Duan Chen, what is the so-called monarch, it is all his mother's bullshit..."

was sassy and domineering, and even burst out foul language, and between words, Duan Chen completely abandoned his so-called identity.

"I, Duan Chen, like Yuer and others, in addition to pursuing my own martial arts strength, I have a responsibility in my heart, that is, to defend my Izumo peace and paradise, and tell the world the value of the existence of hot-blooded men like me......"

Seeing that the hundred warriors no longer rejected themselves, Duan Chensuo continued to speak while the iron was hot: "Even if he is in the late stage of Miao Yixiong's breakthrough, what about the hundreds of thousands of troops, as long as there is an immortal belief in our hearts, we will definitely be able to kill him and completely destroy Miao Yixiong's ambition!~~~"

The words are sonorous and powerful, the words are full of blood, and at the same time as the words fell, he casually pulled out the war knife deep in the ground and stabbed straight into the sky!

"Swear to follow the Eighth Emperor before and after the saddle horse, the sword mountain and the sea of fire will not be resigned!"

At this moment, Chu Tiannan's heart had already surrendered to Duan Chen, it was not Duan Chen's passionate words that infected him, but Duan Chen's strong and terrifying martial arts strength that conquered him.

"Swear to follow the Eighth Emperor before and after the saddle horse, the sword mountain and the sea of fire will not be resigned!"

Not only Chu Tiannan was conquered by Duan Chen's martial arts strength, but all the warriors were like this. Being able to follow such a demonic character and laugh proudly in the world is what they look forward to and are proud of.

Of course, this does not mean that they betrayed Huang Bozhong. If Huang Bozhong and Duan Chen were hostile, then no matter how evil Duan Chen was, they would all be enemies of Duan Chen until death.

And the reason why Duan Chen did this was not to satisfy the vanity in his heart, or to show off his strength. With the current situation, if these hundred warriors can't join him, then many things will be very difficult to do.

An hour later.

The gates of Mocheng slowly opened again.

One hundred and three horses looked around, and they were all painted brown and red. And these horses, one by one, are the best of the war horses.

Holding Guan Gong's big knife in his hand and carrying a fake remnant dragon knife on his shoulder, Duan Chen, who took the lead, took the lead in riding a horse out of the city gate. Looking around, Duan Chen at this moment looks like a general.

Huang Jin, who followed closely, carried a full moon scimitar on his waist, a dazzling silver spear on his shoulder, and a light armor with silver flashing. The whole momentum, that is called a heroic posture, full of domineering.

As for the bearded Huo Xiong, although he no longer has the bright red on his body, the whole person still looks extremely weird, and the killing aura is even more inexplicably depressing.

Looking at the 100 warriors in the wolf camp again, they all brushed their swords in their hands, one by one like a tiger coming out of the mountain, and the entire aura was connected, which was daunting......

The soldiers standing tall on the city wall looked at these hundred warriors in their eyes, and they didn't know what to think in their hearts. And this is the first time they have seen the existence of the wolf camp.

Compared with the quiet guards in Mocheng, these soldiers prefer to follow the hundred warriors on the bloody battlefield, even if they die in battle.

.........

.........

Tin City.

Three hours passed with the gates wide open, but the enemy remained unmoved. In this way, Huang Bozhong's calculation was completely in vain.

"General, General......"

The general shouted out to Huang Bozhong in a stunned state very carefully, for fear that he would accidentally anger this old master he admired.

At this moment, Huang Bozhong didn't seem to hear the shouts of the deputy general at all, and he kept staring coldly at the military camps outside the city from beginning to end.

'If you delay like this any longer, what will you do if you finally arrive at the Imperial City......

Huang Bozhong, who was almost selfless, kept thinking in his heart... Try to find the most effective way to destroy the enemy.

Burning the company camp......

On the premise of controlling the maximum casualties, a night attack and burning the enemy camp is definitely the most effective plan to break the enemy at the moment, but the huge number of arrows, how can it be done in a short period of time.

When his thoughts came to this, Huang Bozhong's surname turned his heart down.

"Life!~~~ Select a thousand elite archers and collect all the arrows in the city...... At three o'clock, attack the enemy camp at night!"

After giving this order, Huang Bozhong resolutely walked down the city wall.

If you want to defeat Zhao Jin's 100,000 army with 80,000 elites, the brave and warlike veteran general Huang Bozhong is fully sure. However, on the premise that the enemy army does not move and defends the barracks and wants to fight quickly, the enemy will definitely lose 1,000 and 800, so how can they support the imperial city.

As for the night attack on the enemy camp, Huang Bozhong was not completely sure, but the battle situation did not allow him to delay any longer.

Three quarters in the morning

Since the gate of the tin city has not been closed since it was opened, it is convenient for the 1,000 elite archers to travel out of the city at night.

After these thousand elites walked out of Erli, Huang Bozhong led the army to slowly step out of the city gate.

Until this time, everything seemed to be calm and there was no accident.

Five hundred meters...

300 meters......

At this time, a thousand elites are about to step into the effective range.

Whoosh whoosh !~~~~~~~

It was actually a dense array of crossbow arrows that suddenly flew in.

This scene was completely unexpected, but the thousand elites already had the determination to die, and the hundreds of archers in front of them used their bodies to block the arrows that flew from them, and they did not want to fall until they died.

Although it has not yet entered the optimal range, it is impossible to hesitate at such a moment.

Whoosh whoosh !~~~~

As the neighing of arrows rang out, the night sky suddenly lit up with hundreds of flames. Hundreds of fires cut gracefully across the night sky, only to fall on the barracks on the edge.

Fortunately, due to the shrewdness of those archers, the coverage area of the arrows was widened horizontally. From afar, the enemy camp seemed to be lit up with a fiery dragon.

However, the enemy general Zhao Jin seemed to have been prepared, and under his heavy drinking, the soldiers did not mess up, but used the water prepared in advance to effectively control the spread of the fire at the first time.

Seeing that the night attack did not achieve the ideal best effect, Huang Bozhong inevitably had regrets, but his mind was decided.

"Drum cheer!~~" waved his hand and raised the war knife high, Huang Bozhong roared angrily: "Kill!~~~~"

"Kill!~~~~~~~"

For a time, the shouts of killing resounded through the heavens and the earth.

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