Gray sky, rain and snow.

The rebels from the Far East broke the armistice and rekindled the fighting, and they suddenly attacked the patrol of the royal army of the family and fled. Commander Fang Jin, who was eager to make meritorious contributions, led an army of more than 100,000 people to pursue, and the army marched to the Moon Bay Plain, and in the snowflakes flying in the sky, a large shadow appeared on the horizon in front of him.

The panting soldiers hesitantly stopped and looked around, "What is that? A large patch of branches, is it a bush?"

"It looks like it, but it's getting bigger?"

The veteran opened his eyes to look around, and suddenly shouted, "It's still moving! It's a tree here! It's an army coming towards us!"

The ranks moved, and the soldiers of the People's Army shouted: "What a big road to soldiers and horses!" "What should I do!" Commander Fang Jin rode on his horse and patrolled and shouted: "What are you afraid of! The rebels are just a rabble, no matter how many people there are, they are no match for us! Prepare your position and wait for them to come!" His composure and majesty suppressed the movement of the whole audience, and the officers slapped the panicked soldier in the face, making him look at him with a golden star: "What are you panicking about? Stand back in the queue!" punches and kicks drove them back to their original places. The team fell silent.

The division of the road drove out and spread out a formation on the plain. Huge and neat steel phalanxes were formed in an instant, covering the entire Moon Bay Plain. The heralds rode between the phalanxes, shouting, "Ready!" The infantry raised their spears in unison, and above the phalanx there was a cold flash of steel. The cavalry mounted their horses one after another, and on both flanks as a reserve for the counterattack, rows of sabers raised were as bright as snow, like a dazzling band of light, and the snowflakes fell quietly on the soldiers' helmets and shoulders, accumulating a shallow patch.

There was a thunderous sound of hooves, and the earth shook slightly. The black-pressed enemy group was rapidly approaching, like waves, like a tsunami, and the outline like a cloud head became clearer and clearer, and the black-pressed formation, with its long swords and guns, and the snow powder splashed by thousands of horses' hooves, flew all over the sky, and that might, as if the whole army was stepping on a cloud, flying on the ground! Just like the demon that appeared in the dark abyss of legend, he rode the cloud and swallowed all the people and things that dared to block its way! "Hold your ground!" The herald rushed and shouted: "First row, squat!" The soldiers rested the poles of their spears on the ground, pointed their spears forward, and bent down to meet the enemy. The officers shouted in their ears: "To defend the Zichuan family, for your honor, fight bravely!"

"Hold your ground!" ordered the herald again. The soldiers who obeyed the orders nailed their feet to the ground even more firmly, clenched their spears tightly, and everyone's hearts were pounding. The teeth of the soldiers in the front row involuntarily made a "gurgling" sound, and their faces turned pale. At the back of the phalanx, the military judge who oversaw the battle commanded the gendarmes to form a skirmish, and the bright arrows were aimed at the backs of the soldiers in front.

The enemy is approaching at an unbelievably high speed! Every blink of an eye, it gets a little closer! You can see that the cloud-like banners, the dense swords and guns, the hideous faces of the cavalry, the white gas spewing out of the nostrils of the horses, the soldiers and horses galloping forward, like a storm, like a raging rush, swept in a dense formation, and thousands of them surging!

The wind blew a curtain of snow, and people's eyes became clearer. Suddenly, a terrifying voice shouted in the phalanx: "Oh my God! That's not a rebel! That's a demon!" All the phalanxes suddenly became chaotic, and the soldiers shouted regardless of military discipline: "It's the demons! The demons are coming!" "Oh my God, run, we'll die!" One after another, the soldiers dropped their weapons and ran out of the queue, and the officers stopped them shouting: "Don't run! Whoever runs will kill whoever runs!" "Stop! I order you to stop!"

"Put!" The expressionless military judge waved his hand, and the gendarmes began to shuffle arrows, and the fleeing soldiers fell one by one screaming with arrows, but there were more and more soldiers who fled!

Fang Jin rode on his horse and shouted: "Don't be afraid! This is the rebels in disguise! Don't be afraid, go back to the queue! In order to defend our ......"

A huge shout suddenly burst into the sky, drowning out his words: "Semu Helin!" (Long live my emperor!) The demon soldiers roared wildly: "Woolag!" (kill!) There is no longer any doubt, this is the battle cry of the Demon King's ** team charge!

The earth is cracking, the sky is falling! For those monsters with green skin and hideous faces of the demon race, human beings have a fear from the deepest part of their hearts! Human beings will not forget that two hundred years ago, it was their ancestors who destroyed the once-powerful civilization of the Bright Empire. The demon legion of less than 200,000 swept across the entire Xichuan Continent, killing the last emperor of the Bright Empire, and the royal legion of 500,000 corpses on the Blue River battlefield. The demons, the legendary monsters that can eat people and breathe fire, represent the most ferocious and powerful evil in the world!

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All the phalanxes immediately collapsed, and the soldiers, ignoring the orders, scrambled to drop their weapons and turned to flee. The scattered soldiers were like the water that opened the floodgates, like the waves of a river, and the people were surging, and they suddenly crushed the overseers behind them. There was a clamor everywhere: "Run, run!" "No life!" People scattered and fled, trampling, squeezing, rolling, colliding, throwing white weapons to the ground, and discarded flags everywhere. In an instant, the entire army disappeared and no longer existed. The demon cavalry rushed into the fleeing crowd and began a massacre with cheers. The cheers of thousands of demons were as high as the screams of thousands of humans dying in the sky.

Fang Jin stopped shouting uselessly, and at this time, there was no more power that could save the rout of the army. He quietly watched his army of hundreds of thousands of people rushing across the plain in front of him, watching groups of routs running in front of him, watching the demons laughing loudly behind them, starting to slaughter, and seeing the flags all over the ground being trampled.

Shame, before the confrontation, the army of more than 100,000 collapsed without a fight!

Ming Ke, the captain of his personal guard, ran over panting: "My lord, the demon clan has been killed, let's quickly retreat!" Fang Jin turned his head to look at him, silent, his gaze left the battlefield of killing, and cast his eyes into the vast sky.

Ming Ke thought he hadn't heard, and repeated: "My lord, let's withdraw......!

"Let's go! Fang Jin turned over his war horse and looked at Ming Ke: "After I go back, tell my two daughters, their father is a coward, but, fortunately, he hasn't done anything to tarnish his name." He sighed and said softly, "Life and death, but that's it! I used to be so stupid!"

Ming Ke jumped up and grabbed the reins: "My lord, where are you going?"

Fang Jin smiled but didn't answer, drew his sword and cut the reins, and galloped his horse. In the opposite direction of everyone else, he rushed straight towards the head of the demon army. Ming Ke stood in place in a daze, watching a majestic back slowly disappear into the reverse flow of people, Fang Jin's last smile had been deeply engraved in his mind. This is the last side of the world left by Fang Jin, who was called the "loyal martyr" in later generations. No one understood the meaning of his last words—except for Di Lin, who understood that it was in this way that Fang Jin avoided being blackmailed and ruined.

Di Lin whispered "stupid", then took off his hat and stood facing the Far East for a long time.

Fang Jin was the first commander-level officer to die in the Guardian War. He died like a hero. Fifty meters away, he turned into a hedgehog for the demon clan with a man and a horse, but he was still alive, hanging with arrows all over his body, leaning on a big tree, and fighting many Senean cavalry alone. The demon soldiers saw that he was a high-ranking officer, and originally wanted to capture him alive, but every demon soldier within five steps of him was cut down by him with a sword, and the corpse formed a circle around him. In the end, seeing that there was really no way to get close, the commander gave an order, and more than a dozen spears pierced his body at the same time, and blood gushed out. Fang Jin fell. An infantry with green hair and a cavalryman with dark skin and rotten teeth rushed to cut Fang Jin's head, Fang Jin suddenly stood up and cut the green-haired infantry in two with a sword, and then fell again and for the last time. So the cavalryman, who had lost his rival, was very happy. He carefully cut off Fang Jin's head and hung it with the string of human heads under his saddle.

On that day, over the Moon Bay Plain, yīn was heavy, rain and snow continued, as if the heavens could not bear to watch this massacre unfold, and covered his eyes with clouds. More than 100,000 humans fled, and more than 200,000 demons chased them. The air echoed with the excited cheers of the demons and the pleading and screaming of the human soldiers. Even though the human soldiers had already knelt down with their hands raised, begging for their lives, the demon cavalry still slashed them from head to shoulder without mercy. They know in their hearts that only a small number of people can afford to pay the exorbitant ransom, and taking prisoners will only hinder their own efforts to kill the enemy, so it is better to cut off their heads directly to receive merit. In order to escape the pursuit of the demon clan Ludi Legion, a large group of soldiers scrambled to jump into the river with thin ice and desperately swam towards the opposite bank. But the rebels in the Far East were already on the other side, and the arrows rained down, and the people struggled in the water to let out screams and wails, and the river was immediately dyed light red, and the rushing river constantly washed away the human body up and down......

Of the 115,000 Zichuan troops who participated in the Battle of Moon Bay, less than 5,000 people were able to escape the massacre that day, and only 87 of them were able to return to Valen Fortress alive due to the pursuit of demons and rebels all the way. The snow was still falling, covering up hundreds of thousands of headless corpses. The Moon Bay Plain is still so peaceful, so white and immaculate.

Over the next three days, the Zichuan family was hit bloodily. Because the Zichuan army was in the period of peace talks, they relaxed their vigilance and suffered successive blows of destruction.

At the second watch, almost at the same time as the sentry jǐng reported, the demon dragoons quickly entered the western camp of the Black Flag Army and slaughtered the Zichuan army who woke up in their sleep. The bare-handed, terrified soldiers were hacked to death with sabers, poked to death with spears, shuffled to death by arrows, trampled to death by their own men, burned by fire, drowned in water...... By the time the first rays of sunlight came, the western camp was already full of corpses, and more than 20,000 people had not even left a single living mouth.

All the way, the people's army was surrounded by demons. They had no intention of fighting, and when they found that there was no hope of breaking out, they immediately raised their hands and surrendered. After disarming, Prince Caton gave an order, and the demons immediately cut off all of them. On the edge of the mountain of corpses, the demon Senean soldiers were cheering and frolicking, drinking and having fun, throwing the dead man's head like a ball to have fun, and pulling out the bloody intestines and putting them around the necks of their companions to make fun of them......

Within three days of the start of the war, Zichuan had 240,000 soldiers killed, and another 110,000 had surrendered (most of them were also slaughtered, and only the lucky soldiers who surrendered to General Yun Qianxue survived). What awaits them is the fate of being sold as slaves...... The 600,000 troops that the Zichuan family had worked so hard to assemble, and the results of the sleepless work of the command office, were wiped out in the blink of an eye.

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At this time, the only one in the main army of the family that was not attacked by the destruction of mièxìng was Stirling's zhōngyāng army. Because the position of the zhōngyāng army is relatively deep, it was lucky to escape the first round of the demon clan's blow wave. Although he was constantly attacked by the demon advance team, because Stirling had already concentrated his troops on defense, he did not cause great losses, but only lost a few scouts.

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