Chapter 239: The Soul Returns to the Hidden Capital, the Soul of Vengeance

A butterfly that entered chaotically broke the stalemate of the battle, and it can be regarded as completely relieving the two armies of Zhao Bing and Deng Zhizhong, who were in a bitter battle.

Attacking from both sides, even if there are many people and a large number of people, is still a very painful thing, which means that it is necessary to test the commander's command ability in two-front operations, and also to test the willpower of the army itself.

But being besieged on three sides in the wilderness is a very important thing for the main general to scratch the head in any case, once the number of people exceeds 10,000, it is not clear how many people come at all. Therefore, whether the commander can detect it in time, and whether the army will be directly beaten to the point of fear by a sudden attack, are all factors that can affect the situation of the battle.

Bian Ji came to aid under the banner of the merchant army, which was a fatal blow to the morale of the Zhou army, and it was also a test of Nangong's ability to judge the situation.

"Quickly recall the second son, the situation has changed, retreat quickly!"

After a while, Ji Fa returned to the Chinese army with a solemn face and asked in a deep voice.

"Dashang's army has arrived, according to the distance, it should be the defenders of Sanshan Pass, even if Bian Jinlong leaves half of the soldiers to guard the pass, the situation at this time should not be underestimated, general, surrounded on three sides, how to break this situation?"

Nangong Shi quickly got rid of the panicked state, and immediately issued an order to respond to the situation.

"After the front army is broken, the rear army resists and covers, and the left and right armies slowly retreat to prevent the enemy from destroying the retreat formation. Retreat to Binzhou City, gather the strength of the troops, and then try to fight a decisive battle! ”

So, the whole Chilang finally stopped, began an orderly exit, for the rescue of the merchant army, it seems that they do not plan to do anything to the retreating Zhou army, put on a posture of eating melons and watching the show, sitting on the posture of reaping profits, and it seems that he is deliberately paralyzing something.

It's like waiting for the two sides to decide the winner, and then beating the side that wins badly.

After paying the price of losing most of the previous army, the army of Zhou calmly withdrew from the battlefield.

From the perspective of battle losses alone, the front army of the Zhou State was almost erosive, and the losses of the Chinese army were not small.

And there are very few Qingyang troops left under Deng Zhizhong.

The scorching battlefield slowly cooled, leaving behind a human purgatory of flesh and blood, nourishing the weeds and wildflowers of the coming year.

By the time the Qingyang Army saw their commander again, it was already three days later.

Deng Zhizhong, who had just woken up, did not immediately dwell on the reason for his coma, but looked at the body of the contained robe Ze and cried bitterly.

"Since you're here to help, why don't you chase after you? Such a wonderful situation, when the main force of the Zhou State was hit hard in one fell swoop, now let Nangong Shi flee back to Binzhou, and when he reunited his subordinates, he would soon come to the city again. ”

Bian Ji watched the furious Deng Zhizhong twist his collar and did not make any drastic moves.

He understood this feeling, or that at that time, Hu Sheng abandoned his official position and fled, his father fought and retreated, and when he watched the head of Sanshan Pass change the flag, he gritted his teeth and hated it.

"My father received an urgent military order for thousands of miles, ordering not to meddle in the personal grievances between the Northern Xinjiang and the Western Zhou Dynasty, I came with two thousand light horsemen, disobeying the order of the main general, the momentum of the day was overwhelming, but I repeated the old tricks, emulating what I did in Yuncheng in the past."

"Don't meddle in personal grudges?"

Deng Zhizhong's face was full of disbelief, a pair of tiger eyes turned blood red, he had been so out of shape twice in his life, once when he heard that Beihai Hou was in the company of demons, and once was in the present.

Deng Zhizhong grabbed Bian Ji's robe like a chicken, and dragged such a skinny man to his camp.

When the tent was opened, almost all of them were white armor corpses lying on the ground, and the one parked in a single place was the young student wearing his battle armor and a peaceful face, Chongyang Xue.

Looking at Deng Zhizhong again, his eyes were full of tears, and his lips trembled and said.

"Do you know who he is?"

"His family background is not prominent, Chongyang was born so his surname is Chongyang, after learning Meng, he called himself anode and declined, he was peaceful, and he named himself Xue, he is a commoner, an insignificant commoner."

"But such a commoner is the hope of our Meng Ji in the future, give him ten years, twenty years, his achievements will not be much worse than me and Lao Zhao, he is a treasure held in the palm of his hand, and now he is dead here."

"And these warriors, who followed me from birth to death, fought on the battlefield for more than ten years, more than ten years!!"

"You told me they died for a personal vendetta? Our home is in Mengji, not in Hexi, what kind of personal grievance is this? Tell me!! Whose personal vendetta is it!? ”

Bian Ji turned his head and didn't defend himself, that's the case, it's also a fact that his father didn't send troops, as for the game between the higher-ups, he doesn't understand, he doesn't want to understand, the more he understands, the more chills in people's hearts.

"Enough, Lao Deng, it's not Bian Ji's fault, on the contrary, you have to thank him, Bian Ji has disobeyed the military order in order to rescue us, without his arrival, I will go to the hidden capital together at this moment."

Deng Zhizhong weakly let go of his fist, he knew that it was bad, but he just couldn't control it, so he could only look at the Qingyang army robes with only a few thousand people left and secretly wept.

The boy doesn't flick when he has tears, but he hasn't reached the sad place.

He entrusted everything to the military, and suddenly lost the brothers who laughed and drank together in the past, and his whole heart seemed to have fallen to the bottom.

Zhao Bing patted Bian Ji's shoulder, returned an apologetic wry smile, and then said to Deng Zhizhong with a serious and solemn expression.

"Old Deng, do you believe Meng Wei?"

“……”

"I was born and died with him, I met him from the Battle of Yanshan, I knew him earlier than you, watching Meng Wei go from a Jiashi to today, he is different, he is really different, he is very smart, and he never makes the brothers chill."

"Trust him, he will come over to ask for justice for you, and he will definitely go to Chaoge to ask the king, who is it that gave such a bullshit order."

Deng Zhizhong looked at Zhao Bing blankly, it was a pair of eyes that were also suppressed with anger.

Yes, it was not only him who was stunned by this sudden attack, but also Zhao Bing.

It has always been them who raid others, and they have not been able to raid them, maybe his ability is not enough, if it was the lord Meng Wei who led the army to charge the battle that day, and he was a soldier of the second battalion of water and fire, I am afraid that the situation will be completely different!

"Revenge?"

"Yes, revenge!"

"In the past, we had no reason, no excuse to touch Zhou Guo, but now it's different, blood debts need blood to pay, and Meng Ji's warriors never suffer losses."

"I need your wisdom, Lao Deng, cheer up, rearrange the defense line with us, defend it to the death, Meng Wei will bring our brothers to support, will take us to set foot in Xiqi City, and break Xibohou's backbone with one punch."

"Yes, the defense line has not been lost, we have to defend it, I want to defend this defense line to the death, go to Jizhou, find Lu Xiong for help, go to Yucheng, where there are still 20,000 soldiers left by the prime minister."

Deng Zhizhong, who seemed to have come back to life, instantly entered a state of preparation, his whole mood changed suddenly, and he walked out of the camp with excited steps, leaving Zhao Bing staring at his back, with an indescribable discomfort in his heart.

Old Deng............

Rubbing his eyebrows, Zhao Bing didn't have a better way, he was not a person who was good at persuading others.

To solve Deng Zhizhong's problem, Zhao Bing came to Bian Ji's face, frowned, and said with hatred.

"Nai Weng told you to exercise moderation and exercise more, what's the matter with you kid? It's only been a few years since I saw you, how did you become such a ghost? Nai Weng was really afraid that Lao Deng would use his strength for a while and beat you to death! ”

"Silly hammer, who are you calling Na Weng, your grandfather Bian's body knows by himself. Besides, I'm a ghost cultivator, what do I need such a good body to do? Do you think I'm someone like you who has muscles in my head? If it weren't for the pleasure of appreciating the intercourse, I would have given up this stinky skin bag a long time ago, dissolved the ghost path, and turned into a ghost fairy. ”

"What's the difference between being a man and not enjoying it and dying?"

Zhao Bing turned his head and left, this little brother has been completely abolished, he was crazy before, it is estimated that it will not take long, and he will not even do it, I heard that Meng Wei said in private that the hidden capital seems to absorb the heroic souls who died in battle into ghost soldiers and ghost generals, which is quite consistent with this stinky boy.

If you are a ghost, you shouldn't be greedy for physical pleasures!

Under Deng Zhizhong's orderly deployment, the remnants of Meng Ji's Hexi army repaired the battle-damaged fortifications, collected the remains of his comrades, and buried them at the foot of an unknown mountain in Hexi.

Others may not be able to see it, Bian Ji opened his ghost eyes, and he could clearly see that the blank gray souls were floating in the direction of the Donglu Two Realms Mountain one after another, and there were several special pure white spirits among them, which seemed to be recruited from the two directions of heaven and earth at the same time, and the spirits seemed to be pulled and torn, and they had not decided to return for a long time.

Just when Bian Ji was about to make a move to help the earth, a faint heavy aura emerged, pressing on the pure white spirit, and it seemed that the ethereal spirit body was instantly endowed with the thickness of the earth, gradually falling from the sky, and then quickly drifting towards the Donglu Two Realms Mountain.

"Interesting! Second Brother Meng is playing really big! ”

"Hey, hey, hey, but that's the only way it's interesting, it's very much to my liking, it's very much to my liking, hahaha."

"Come on, go back and tell Bian Jinlong, I am fed up with being angry with him on both sides every day, I won't go back, even if I die, I will die in Meng Ji, into the Sanshan Pass of his ancestors, that is, a cage with two ends of anger."

After saying this, Bian Ji gradually faded his figure, took out the white bone banner that had been refined by his master again, and began to look for spiritual energy nodes around the battlefield, preparing to meet the subsequent attack of the Zhou Kingdom.

And the rest of the students of the Military Academy, no matter how disobedient they were, and those who had to stay in the fortress of the defense line, were all dragged out by Zhao Bing and beaten with military sticks, so this group of young people with bright minds but extremely easy to be enthusiastic took the team that transported the battle death robes and armor robes and military cards, and slowly walked towards the direction of Meng Ji.

Along the way, all the princes of northern Xinjiang saw this convoy and went out of the city to look at it in person, and even more, they came to the convoy in person, giving the highest respect to this group of heroic souls who swore to defend their forward positions as kings.

The turmoil, starting from Hexi, began to ferment throughout northern Xinjiang.

In the Chaoge City not far away, because of the detour and surprise attack of the Zhou army, it began to hype up the court, and the new alliances and factions seemed to be gradually dividing.

(End of chapter)