Chapter 1203: The Hideous Revenge

The soldiers who entered the forest were carefully selected, in groups of twenty, of which twelve shield men formed a circular shield formation outside, five spearmen were responsible for assault, and three strong archers were responsible for long-range shooting, so that such a battle group would not completely collapse even if it was attacked by the nezumi.

Lin Muyu, Qin Yin, and Tang Xiaoxi also entered the forest together, watching barrels of beech oil dumped into the rat holes, but the underground rat holes extend in all directions, and no one knows how many holes those rat people have hit, the only thing they can do is to pour beech oil into the holes when they see them, or just block them with big stones.

The smell of beech oil was very pungent and unpleasant, and soon after, there were a number of rat people rushing out of the cave, screaming and slamming into the heavy shield of the combat team, scurrying around looking for targets that could be successful, but the Gentian Battalion and Bai Ze mercenaries were too well prepared, and these rat men were covered in black beech oil, and finally they could not escape the fate of being hacked to death with knives.

There are more and more rat people rushing out, and at least a thousand rat people have rushed out in the past hour, and they are not willing to wait for death, so they have to give it a go.

Wei Qiu rode his horse and said respectfully: "All our beech oil has been used up, Lin Shuai, do you want to light the fire?"

"Hmm. ”

Lin Muyu nodded: "Let the soldiers stained with beech oil avoid the fire and light the fire." ”

"Yes!"

As soon as the subordinate of the enemy ordered the flag to be raised, countless torches were thrown into the cave, and the sound of "buzzing" was endless in an instant, the beech oil was not ordinary flammable, and long flames erupted from the holes, and there was even an explosion sound from the ground, and the ground was also drumming and shaking, and the fierceness of this underground fire was far beyond everyone's imagination.

"Alert!"

Sikong Yao ordered loudly.

All over the mountains, countless soldiers of the Qin Army raised their shields one after another, cautiously looking at the mouths of the various burning caves, and soon, a ball of fire gushed out from the ground, and it was the rat man who was already on fire!

Wei Qiu shot quickly one arrow at a time, and said loudly: "Don't approach them, shoot them from a distance or stab them with a spear!"

The arrows rained down, and each battle group fought separately, shooting out the sharp arrows one after another, but the impact of the rat man was very strong, and the fire did not die immediately, but continued to impact the surrounding shield arrays, and soon, one after another, the shield arrays were broken through, and the soldiers fell into the sea of fire, screaming one after another.

Lin Muyu drew his sword and rushed out, the sword qi was raging, slashing and killing the rat people in pieces, and Qin Yin, Tang Xiaoxi, Candle Dragon, Feng Zhanlin and others also dispatched one after another, if they could kill one more rat man, one less soldier might die in battle.

The battle lasted until it was close to dusk, the whole Maolin was filled with a scorching smell, the wounded soldiers returned to the camp one after another, and under Lin Muyu's order, a defensive line began to be set up around Maolin.

……

"I hurriedly counted it. ”

Sikong Yao walked over with a bloodstained long sword and said, "There are more than thirteen,000 corpses of the ratmen outside, and the ones in the cave are not very clear, but obviously these are not all the strength of the ratmen. ”

Lin Muyu bowed: "There is no need to count, there are more than 60,000 rat corpses in the cave, and together, there are about 80,000 rat corpses in total, that is to say...... And 20,000 nezumi escaped, or ...... These nezumi are not in the woods, by the way, did you find a nezumi with a white scarf in the corpse?"

"You're talking about the white-collar rat king?"

"Oh, his name is the white-collar rat king?"

"That's right. Sikong Yao smiled slightly and said, "Because the coat color of the neck is white, it is like wearing a white collar, so it is called the white-collar rat king, and it is ...... for the time being." The corpses are charred, and it is impossible to discern whether there is a nezumi king, and there is no way to explore the caves, and I have ordered all the holes to be sealed. ”

"Be careful tonight. ”

Lin Muyu said worriedly: "Maybe the remnants of the nezumi will take revenge on us tonight, order all battalions to be on guard, all soldiers sleep on their backs, prepare white diamond arrows and rockets, and shoot them directly once the nezumi appears." ”

"Yes!"

This night, naturally, it is not simple, the rat army suffered such a big loss in Maolin, it is impossible for them not to take revenge, after all, the rat man is a beast, and the revenge of the beast is the most terrible.

……

At night, the moon is in the sky.

After dinner, Lin Muyu couldn't sleep, and took a few royal forest guards to patrol the camp in person, in fact, Wei Qiu, Sikong Yao, Situ Sen and others didn't sleep either, the possibility of being attacked in the camp tonight was too great, and no one dared to sleep.

By the second half of the night, most of the soldiers in the battalion had fallen asleep, and they were really tired after a day of fighting.

Lin Muyu walked on the edge of the camp, suddenly stopped, and looked at the ground.

"Marshal, what's wrong?" asked one of the guards.

Lin Muyu carefully sensed the fluctuations from the spiritual vein technique, and said, "The rat man is here...... At least 10,000 nezumi have arrived, and soon their burrows will be dug into our feet, and they will immediately give orders, beat drums, and prepare to meet the enemy!"

"Yes!"

The signal flare rose into the sky, the fire in the camp was everywhere, the sleeping soldiers woke up one after another, walked out of the camp tent one by one, and quickly formed a 20-person combat team, the rat man came!

Sure enough, the sound of dirt moving from the ground kept coming!

"Boom!"

In an instant, dozens of soldiers fell down together, the ground under their feet was hollowed out, and the people who fell screamed again and again, and almost instantly they were bitten to death by a group of locust-like rat people, one after another, more and more holes appeared under the camp, and the rat people flew out and pounced on everyone densely.

"Shoot them all!"

There was the sound of arrows flying everywhere, but the nezumi was strong, wounded but not dead, still waving their claws and roaring towards everyone.

In the panic, Lin Muyu, Qin Yin, and Tang Xiaoxi appeared in the center of the camp together, where there were the most rat people, the handsome tent had been captured, the bodies of the two royal forest guards were horizontal among the rat men, and a white scarf rat man roared at everyone in a sharp voice, it was the white-collar rat man king, he finally appeared!

In the big hole behind the nezumi king, dense nezumi poured into the camp, and soon gathered into a large area, numbering thousands!

"Sure enough, it's time for a tough battle. Wei Qiu's eyes were indifferent.

Lin Muyu held the long sword in his hand and said in a low voice: "Xiao Yin and Xiao Xi hold down the formation, everyone get out of the way, let the armor demon camp face them head-on, and the archers aim and shoot!

"Yes, Marshal!"

Everyone shouted, a giant shield more than one person high formed a piece, and after the cavalry got out of the way, behind them was a group of armor demons carrying battle axes, war hammers, and spears, the armor demons had a blood-red light in their eyes, and the killing intent was awe-inspiring, and after a roar, they fought with the rat army together, in terms of strength, the armor demon was far above the rat man, and the whole body was a hard carapace, the rat man couldn't bite through it at all, and it could even be said that the armor demon was like a natural nemesis of the rat man.

In the air, the broken bodies of the rat people flew chaotically, and the smell of fish filled everyone's noses.

Wei Qiu personally commanded the bow and arrow camp to shoot, avoiding the armor demon camp, and directly discharged the rain of arrows in the group of ratmen, although the rat king ordered several breakthroughs, but could not break through the defense of the shield array, so that their fierce attack camp turned into being caught in the urn.

"Chirp!

The Nezumi King roared fiercely.

"It's not good, they want to escape!" Sikong Yao said loudly.

Lin Muyu smiled slightly and said, "I can't escape!"

Before the words fell, the five fingers of the king of the fighting flames surged, the elephant invisible trick was launched, and an awe-inspiring heavenly power fell from the sky, after the sound of "Peng", the hole in the ground where the rat man king led the rat army to come has been collapsed, and there were fires in the air.

"Kill them all, not a single one will be left!" Lin Muyu said in a low voice.

Random arrows were fired, and the more than 10,000 nezumi troops even escaped very few, and basically all of them were buried under the edge of the white diamond arrows.

……

This battle did not end until dawn, the Qin army won a complete victory, and the head of the rat man king was cut off by Lin Muyu himself and given to Song Liangcheng in Jicheng as a gift.

After a short rest for a morning, Lin Muyu issued an order, Wei Qiu led 100,000 people from Maolin to bypass the mountains, block the retreat of Jicheng from the east, and the two armies completed the encirclement of Jicheng, cutting off the grain route and all reinforcement roads in Jicheng in one day.

In the afternoon, the breeze is rippling.

On the lush mountains, Lin Muyu, Qin Yin, Tang Xiaoxi and others climbed high and looked into the distance, taking in the view of Jicheng, this is just a small city, with a population of less than 100,000, and they can't afford to support Song Liangcheng's 150,000 Southern Patrol Army, if they defend Jicheng, it will only be a dead end.

Amid the sound of horses' hooves, a royal forest guard galloped over: "Your Highness, Marshal, Song Liangcheng has sent a letter!"

"Bring it. ”

"Yes!"

Lin Muyu unfolded the letterhead, glanced at it, and said, "Song Liangcheng seems to want to seek peace." ”

Situ Sen said: "What kind of summing method?"

"As long as Wei Qiu gives way to the retreat to the east of Jicheng, he is willing to lead the Southern Patrol Army to retreat eastward, give up Jicheng, and give us 700,000 stone grain and grass, as well as 5,000 catties of gold. ”

"What does the marshal mean?" Situ Sen's question was slightly worried.

Lin Muyu smiled, with a bit of grace in his smile, but more hatred, and said: "Song Liangcheng set up an ambush to kill my Xu Jiantao in Bugushan Mountain, does he think that this account can be written off so easily?

Qin Yin: "......"

Tang Xiaoxi: "......"

Situ Sen knelt on the ground, tears filled his eyes: "My subordinates ask to be the vanguard, if I can avenge Xu Jiantao with this group of thieves, I have no regrets even if I die!"

Lin Muyu nodded and said, "Chen Yu and Yangshang always think that we are Western barbarians, so ...... Let's just let them see the hideousness of our Great Qin Empire's revenge......"

"Yes!"