The impermeable rain of arrows, as if trying to penetrate the sky, eventually fell on the shield of the restored samurai, which was made of granite and as smooth as a bronze mirror.

A rhythmic "symphony" sounds.

The 30,000 warriors of the restoration of the country, each holding a shield of dozens of catties in their hands, formed a copper wall without any flaws.

Countless arrows, after striking this "wall", fell to the ground like deflated balls.

"What? They ......"

"Quick, stop firing arrows!"

The generals in command saw the "wall" of the other party, and their hearts were almost desperate.

There were no less than 100,000 arrows just now.

but did not cause harm to the other party.

"Hey, hey! That's all?"

On the side of the restored samurai, the leader is Jiang Kui.

He spoke defiantly.

Although he has not trained the army much over the years, an army with ambitions, ambitions, and a deep hatred of blood does not need to be watched all the time.

The Restoration Samurai is such a team.

The two armies were at war, miles apart.

On the side of the dynasty, under the command of the generals, they gave up shooting.

"Humph! Jiang Wangba, don't be complacent!"

"Pikemen, charge me!"

Within each army, there are many types of troops, cavalry, spearmen, archers, crossbowmen......

This time, the dynasty sent pikemen.

In the center of the 30,000 army, a gap was opened, and a team of more than 3,000 men rushed out.

A soldier in armor holds a spear half a head above himself.

The pikemen are the most offensive of all the arms.

It is also the best weapon for shield breakers.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

Spearmen, the arms on foot, have fearlessness written all over their faces.

Towards the "wall" on the side of the Samurai, he stabbed at him with a spear.

"Chief, the opponent's class is pikemen, and our shield soldiers are probably ......."

"The opportunity to show the enemy is weak, pass the order, keep the formation, and slowly retreat."

"Yes."

Although the general who conveyed the order did not understand why the leader did not send crossbowmen or archers.

Because these two classes are the nemesis of pikemen, although pikemen break shields powerfully, the situation on the battlefield is changing rapidly, and each class has flaws.

Pikemen can restrain shield soldiers, but archers and crossbowmen are pikemen's nemesis, archers and crossbowmen.

There is no shortage of such troops on the side of the Restoration Samurai.

But the general still conveyed the order of the leader, Jiang Kui.

"The Leader has an order! Keep the formation unchanged and slowly retreat."

"The leader has an order, keep the formation unchanged, and slowly retreat."

Quickly, the shield soldiers received the information, and according to what Jiang Kui said, they kept the formation and slowly retreated.

And the pikemen of the dynasty, seeing this, chased unscrupulously.

It is believed that on the side of the restored samurai, there is a lack of crossbowmen or archers.

So I don't dare to fight them.

"Report, commander, the enemy forces remain in formation and begin to slowly withdraw their troops, should we take advantage of the victory to pursue?"

"Don't worry, wait for my instructions, General."

On the side of the imperial dynasty, after receiving the news of the withdrawal of the restored samurai, the whole army showed extremely excited expressions.

However, those who command the army to fight still do not dare to make decisions on their own.

Prepare to tell General Huang An about such a situation.

Inside the manager's tent.

A few ghostly figures sneaked in, and the soldiers guarding it turned a blind eye?

"How's the battle going out there? You go and see, and I'll report back to you."

Huang An, the last staff officer who remained in the camp tent, was also dispatched.

It's just that before he got out of the camp, he was slashed through his neck by a whistling sword qi.

Blood splattered all over the floor.

His eyes widened and his mouth wide open, but he could no longer make any sound.

Before falling to the ground, he was held up by a figure, and finally slowly lowered to the ground.

"Huh! Wake up, it's time to hunt!"

Yang Feng's body leaned forward slightly, and then like a gust of wind, the sword intent "Miao" in his body exuded a faint sky-blue fluorescence, around this "Miao".

There is already a general thickness of wool, which is sword qi.

These sword qi with the thickness of wool followed Yang Feng's blood vessels, and finally swam to the palm of his hand, and then like newly grown hairs, they poured into the Burning Sun Sword that Yang Feng was holding tightly.

The sword of the sun, the body of the sword is red, as if it has been put into a furnace and smelted.

Sting!

Shout!

There are only two in the manager's tent.

Coach Huang An, the staff officer who just dropped ***.

Now, only Huang An remains.

"Why, I have a feeling of uneasiness? Could it be that there is some change in the situation outside?"

Huang An, restless, inexplicably beating wildly in his heart.

"Huh? Murderous!"

That's right, Huang An's expression is solemn, this feeling can't be wrong, he has been in the army for many years and is extremely sensitive to murderous aura.

Therefore, even if the other party is concerned, it is just inadvertently revealed.

He could also perceive it in an instant.

"Breaking the air, there is a killer ......"

Huang An wanted to speak loudly.

Unfortunately, a sword, at a speed of sound, appeared in his line of sight, then pierced his breastplate, followed by a sharp sword, piercing the heart of his left chest.

He lowered his head, staring at the flying sword in front of his chest, his pupils dilated, and endless fear welled up in his heart.

Bang!

Another body fell to the ground.

In the dark night, the three people who followed Yang Feng all looked at Yang Feng with high respect.

There is no one more suitable for assassination than Yang Feng.

Because no killer can catch up with Yang Feng at the speed of a sword from a distance of tens of meters, and no one can catch up with Yang Feng at the speed of his sword.

Flying swords.

The speed of the throw must be calculated according to the speed of sound.

"Whew! Okay, then, the three of you, the other one, put on the armor of the staff officer who died just now, and go out to convey the order of "Huang An", so that the whole army can continue to pursue the victory."

"Yes!"

Yang Feng changed into the armor of the dead Huang An.

Sit in the manager's tent.

Of the three killers who followed him in, one of them changed into the armor of a staff officer and went out to convey the order of the boss "Huang An" and continued to pursue the victory.

Yang Feng brought eleven killers.

There are three gold-level people with him, and as for the remaining eight, they are all taken by the obsidian-level Xu Yu to assassinate, commanders, combat generals, etc., secondary figures.

"The general has an order, and the whole army will pursue the victory!"

"The general has an order, and the whole army will pursue the victory!"

The commander of the front line also received orders.

"The army obeys the order and moves on."

The commander was a little surprised, the general's thoughts this time coincided with his own, but he knew that his own general, who had been marching for many years, had always been more conservative.

This...... No matter.

On the side of the restored samurai, Jiang Kui was worried that according to Huang An's fighting style, he would not be so easily fooled, but he didn't expect that he would choose to continue the pursuit.

Huang An, marching and fighting, has always been a conservative and does not like radical style of play.

However, no one knew that their commander was actually dead long before the order was delivered.

This order to move forward was conveyed by Yang Feng.

"Chief, shall we continue to retreat?"

Jiang Zhi thinks that the time has come, and if he makes a move now, he will definitely be able to beat the emperor

The army was caught off guard.

"Continue to retreat, because the enemy army is not deep enough, and now replacing shield soldiers with crossbowmen will only startle the snake."

Jiang Kui has a big heart, he wants to introduce the army into the valley, and then Yang Feng's army will cut off their way, and the 30,000 troops sent by the dynasty this time will be killed by them.

"Yes."

"The army holds its formation and continues to retreat."

The soldiers holding their shields, sweating profusely, did not know why the leader would ask for it, and they kept their formation unchanged.

The shield soldiers, because they were holding dozens of pounds of shields, marched slowly.

And the pikemen of the dynasty, armed with iron spears, were approaching them step by step.

The speed of the pikemen is much faster than that of the shield soldiers, and the speed is doubled when the mood is high.

"Brothers, work harder, and I'll catch up with those remnants of the Jiang Dynasty, and let them taste the power of our pikemen when the time comes."

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

The shouts of killing were endless.

"Commander, Ling is not tired, do you want me to replace you, you can rest first?"

Xu Yu disguised himself as a staff officer and mixed in the camp of the army.

"Okay, the flag will be handed over to you."

This commander is named Xue Ba.

He handed over the flag commanding the army to Xu Yu and prepared to return to the camp to rest.

"General, someone is approaching."

Inside the manager's tent.

A voice rang out.

"Someone approaching? Oh, you hide it."

Yang Feng was not surprised, he guessed that someone should be suspicious.

After all, according to what Jiang Kui told him, Huang An is a conservative, and such a desperate rush to kill may seem a bit radical.

It is inevitable that there will be no subordinates to look for it, but it is best to find the door, so that he doesn't have to go to find them one by one.

"General, what's wrong with your face?"

At this time, Xue Ba had already entered the camp.

And Yang Feng also prepared an iron mask in advance.

His height is not much different from Huang An, but his face, even if he wears a helmet, it is still easy to be seen at close range.

So, he had no choice but to ask someone to find him a tin mask.

In order to maintain his identity as "Huang An", continue to "be powerful" in the commander's tent, and give orders to better bury the 30,000 iron horsemen.

"Ahem, accidental malaria, pus sores on my face."

Yang Feng coughed and said intermittently that it was impossible for him to imitate Huang An's voice.

"Your voice, General."

"Hey, hey!"

Yang Feng showed a sly smile.

Two fingers with a hook, a flying sword.

Shout!

"You're not a general!"

At such a close distance, Huang An found the clue.

"You guessed it, but it's too late."

Yang Feng's voice fell, and the Burning Sun Sword penetrated Xue Ba's back.

The blood flowed like an infusion.

"You...... Uh......"

The Sun Sword passed through Xue Ba's body and returned to Yang Feng's hands.

"Now who are you going to pretend to be this commander, by the way, send the order down to speed up the march."

Yang Feng thought that before sneaking into the commander's tent before, he heard that Huang An had sent people to mobilize 10,000 soldiers stationed in Jiannan Mansion.

If you don't get rid of these 30,000 horses and let them converge now, it is estimated that there will be a lot of trouble.

"Yes."

Yang Feng looked out of the tent thoughtfully, maybe he should play the role of this coach.

Front.

"We were told by the general to speed up our march, for there was an enemy army of 20,000 men behind us.

Now the general has asked his men to mobilize the garrison in Frost City

10,000 horses, when the time comes, we will deal with it first, and the 30,000-strong army in front of us can be flanked back and forth."

I have to say that Yang Feng has a very good mind to lead the army, and when the army heard such news from him, he was immediately full of enthusiasm.

And the pikemen who rushed to the front, with unremitting efforts, caught up with the shield soldiers of the restored samurai.

Bang bang!

Bang bang!

An iron spear more than two feet long struck on the smooth stone shield.

And the Fuguo warrior behind the stone shield had trembling hands, and he saw that the shield in his hand was about to fall off.

Burst!

Throat!

The iron spear pried up the stone shield.

The sharp blade of the spear pierced the heavy stone armor of the restored samurai.

Front-row meat shield in the first row.

All of them were pikemen, spears like bamboos, and the stone shields in their hands were lifted.

"Chief, what should I do, my shield men are suffering casualties."

"What are you afraid of, if there is a bloodless sacrifice in a war, and that bloodless sacrifice is called a war? Is it called war? Pass the order, let the crossbowmen prepare, and remember to shoot accurately."

"Yes."

"The leader has an order, the crossbowmen are ready, shoot accurately, and don't waste resources!"

"The leader has orders, the crossbowmen are ready, shoot accurately, and don't waste resources."

Boom!

The shield soldiers in the front row did not withdraw because of this.

Only by using shield soldiers as bait can you cover the crossbowmen to the greatest extent.

"Shoot!"

"Shoot me!"

In the camp of the 30,000 warriors of the restoration country, there were 5,000 crossbowmen, and they began to surge, and they mixed into the shield soldiers and began to shoot.

A rain of arrows.

A crossbowman is a combination of an archer and a crossbowman.

Both of these types of troops are archers, but the range and penetration ability of crossbowmen are far better than archers, but the resources for training crossbowmen are also several times that of archers.

Therefore, in any army, there will not be only one of these two arms, but they will be mixed and matched, so as to maximize the advantages of the shooter.

Ping Pong Bang Bang!

"Ahh

"No, it's a crossbowman!"

"Damn! We've been fooled!"

A moment ago, the pikemen, who were still in spirit, were shot into hedgehogs in the face of a rain of arrows.

Wailing all over the wilderness.

"What's going on? Didn't you say that they didn't have archers? Why, not only archers, but even crossbowmen appeared?"

Oh, yes!

Crossbowmen, a class equivalent to, archers, twice the range and twice the penetration, even the army of their dynasty, are extremely rare, and ordinary battles are rarely dispatched, this kind of troops.

But the remnants of the Jiang Dynasty, who were not taken seriously by them, actually cultivated this kind of troops.

"Brothers, it's our turn to fight back and kill this group of ***s!"

The shield men in the front row made a way, and the swordsman with a stone sword appeared.

These swordsmen are the elite of the restored warriors.

Each of them has practiced inheritance swordsmanship and smashing swordsmanship.

In the imperial army, there were also swordsmen trained in the army.

But their swordsmen practiced the "fast sword".