Chapter 162: Jin Jing Yangmou, see the wind spirit mastiff

"Marshal, please plan early!" The generals on the side pulled Gu Feng's thoughts back to the battlefield.

Gu Feng shook his head, reluctantly stood up, and said loudly: "It is estimated that within two days, nearly 500,000 enemy troops will be under the city, and the remaining strength of our army will be 400,000, and we can make up for the gap of 100,000 people in the defensive position, I want you to hold the city for at least five days!"

"Yes!"

Two days later, Yao Wenguang's nearly 500,000 troops came to the city, and in the face of the city with high morale, Yao Wenguang faced up to the commander of Gu Feng for the first time.

Five days later, Yao Wenguang finally conquered the crumbling C-shaped city at the cost of nearly 100,000 people with powerful siege equipment.

The 100,000 advance army was the most advanced city, but the most dilapidated city in the territory of the ancient wind became a nightmare for the 100,000 people, as soon as the 100,000 people entered the city, they saw the rockets in the sky burrowing into the flammable thatched houses all over the city, the thatched houses had already been sprinkled with fuel by the ancient wind orders, and even a large number of grain and grass baggage could be seen in the firelight.

For a while, the screams in City No. 3 came and went, and the entire city turned into a hell on earth, and the rolling tongues of fire continued to erode their lives. The soldiers showed a complete sense of survival at this moment, all organization and order had been abandoned, and they just desperately fled to the city gate regardless of the direction, away from the nightmare in their hearts.

Unbeknownst to them, at the North City Gate, a butcher's knife was already on their necks, waiting only for the soldiers who had lost their minds to rush to their deaths.

"Destroy the enemy army that came out of the north gate, I personally led 100,000 troops to invade the main force of the enemy army, and I only failed and failed miserably!" The order to exterminate humanity was issued from a claustrophobic wood, which was the place of the temporary command of the ancient style.

"Urgently order the 50,000 men in the rear of the enemy army to intercept the enemy's grain and grass with all their might!" another order was issued, heading straight for the 50,000 Gufeng troops operating in the mountains and forests near Jiacheng.

"The main force of the army, nearly 300,000, is lying in ambush on the peaks on both sides of Jinjingkou, waiting for my orders. After speaking, Gu Feng took the initiative to attack Yao Wenguang with 100,000 troops.

"Attack!" Yao Wenguang was furious, and his decision to destroy Gu Feng made him pay the price of nearly 100,000 people again!

The two armies clashed again, and the war has been fought until now, basically completely competing in the will to fight and the number of people, obviously the ancient army has no advantage in both aspects, he only has the only city left, and the morale is indeed low.

Soon, Gu Feng left nearly 40,000 corpses and fled north in embarrassment, and Yao Wenguang did not have the slightest intention of repairing this time, and pursued at full speed with an army of more than 400,000 people, while Gu Feng once again left nearly 10,000 corpses and drilled into the Jinjingkou Mountain Road.

By the time Gu Feng climbed the mountain, there was no place for the armor on his body. I saw that Yao Wenguang was leading the army to stop in front of Jinjingkou, and he didn't mean to go in yet.

"Order 50,000 troops, follow me into the valley!" Before he could wipe the blood on his face, Gu Feng walked down the mountain again.

"Marshal, the enemy chieftain is there!" said the general beside Yao Wenguang as he pointed to Gu Feng's position.

"Marshal, the grain road near City B in the rear of our army was attacked, and it was difficult to recover for a while, and now the grain and grass are only enough for half a day. ”

"Yang Mou, even if there is an ambush, I have to rush in, this has been planned for a long time, if it weren't for the 100,000 casualties, our army would not have been able to retreat. Yao Wenguang figured everything out, but he didn't know how to face it.

Now even if the army is withdrawn, the food and grass are not enough for the withdrawal of the army, and the ancient wind city has already destroyed itself, and there is no provision at all, and they only need to pass through this valley to reach the last city of the ancient wind only an hour's journey.

Thinking about everything, Yao Wenguang had no choice, he pointed his spear at it and shouted: "The whole army quickly passes through Jingshan Road!"

On the other side of the mountain road, Gu Feng drew his sword and shouted at the same time: "Resist me!"

Soldiers who had been waiting for their heads to be congested rushed towards the enemy with hoarse sound waving their weapons, and with a loud boom, the two charging cavalry units docked in the air.

The soldiers at the junction were all squeezed into the sky, the highest was almost as high as a four-story building, one by one dancing in the air, wah-wah, shouting, after falling, the lucky ones could fall on the heads of the people below, and the unlucky ones fell to the ground only to be trampled by the horses.

There are even more unlucky ones that fall directly on other people's weapons, but the ancient wind army has risen suddenly, taking advantage of a little bit in speed and strength, so the Yao Wenguang army that flew into the sky is obviously more, and it fell down and smashed a lot of people, the Yao Wenguang soldiers at the front were empty on their horses, and the ancient wind army took the opportunity to go straight, and the two sides finally had friction, like grinding stones and grinding stones, corpses and wounded soldiers kept falling.

The narrow mountain road made it completely impossible for Yao Wenguang's strength advantage to be brought into play, and the battle at this time had reached a white-hot level, and most of the people were in close combat.

The shouts of killing, the screams, and the clusters of gushing blood mist bloomed one after another, and the men and horses behind pushed forward tightly, lest people misunderstand the fear of war, Yao Wenguang's army was beaten backwards by the line and the line.

"Almost, signal to the mountain!" Gu Feng commanded.

The troops on both sides held back for a long time, and after receiving the order, they took advantage of the mountain situation to kick Yao Wenguangjun's waist and eye fiercely.

Even if it had been prepared, but the exhausted army could no longer organize an effective defense in the face of a powerful offensive!

Yao Wenguang's army collapsed without warning, they were exhausted, their horses were stopped in place, the cavalry that did not rush forward was no longer a complete cavalry, and the ancient wind they had swooped down from the high slopes.

First of all, it was a psychological collapse, and coupled with objective reasons, the local soldiers collapsed at once, looking from a distance. The huge place was filled with enemy troops at once, like a fat sea cucumber bitten off by a shark.

"Withdraw the army!" Yao Wenguang gritted his teeth and said, the defeat was decided, and he was already powerless to recover, unless it was the pro-army that had fought with him for more than ten years three thousand years ago - the Weiyang Army.

"Marshal, the rear road of our army has been cut off, and the army can no longer rush out!" a bloody herald reported, "The enemy cavalry is the majority, and it should be the enemy army that intercepts the grain road." So saying, the herald died.

The 50,000 troops that Gu Feng had been waiting for had finally arrived at the designated position, and the 50,000 defenders drawn from the city had also joined the battlefield. These 100,000 people became the last straw that overwhelmed Yao Wenguang's army.

With the help of the terrain advantage, Yao Wenguang's army was killed and wounded, and retreated in a hurry with more than 10,000 remnants. And Gu Feng led the remaining 300,000 troops to pursue all the way, recovering all the cities occupied by Yao Wenguang, until they reached the bank of the great river that drew the border. At this point, the balance of strength between the two armies was finally balanced.

On the other side of the river, on the high ground in the distance, Yao Wenguang hesitated there alone, looking at the continuous enemy army, and had a hunch that this might be an opponent that he could not conquer in his life.

His cloak was gently lifted to the corner, and his right hand held the sword behind his back, standing still on the hillside for a long time, all of which was fully seen by the navigation binoculars that Gu Feng bought from the Western Turen, and he muttered: "Damn, I want to be a hero and give myself a little bit, save Lao Tzu's business." ”

Unexpectedly, Yao Wenguang suddenly knelt on the ground: "Your Majesty, I didn't expect the minister to be defeated again! Your descendants have passed the test." As he spoke, he stood up, raised his sword, and slashed himself by the river.

Gu Feng watched Yao Wenguang commit suicide in amazement, and before he could think about it, he felt a sense of dizziness, and when he looked at it again, he had come to the original camp, and Yao Wenguang's soul had disappeared.

"It's out......" Gu Feng was stunned for a moment, staring blankly at the token still playing in his hand before he spoke. When he was thinking hard about how to conquer Yao Wenguang's five cities, Gu Feng never expected that Yao Wenguang would not be able to withstand the setback and commit suicide, and the sudden change almost flashed his waist.

Of course, this is just Gu Feng's wishful thinking, and only he knows what Yao Wenguang is thinking.

"Hahaha, every time I compare myself to Zhong Leyi, Mo Zhixu ...... the times" Gu Feng was in a good mood, and he was in the mood to chant ancient texts.

Gu Feng looked at the blue sand table in front of him and knew that this was his masterpiece: "Take this thing away and let them see it." As he spoke, Gu Feng took out the bitter Qiankun bag and put the huge sand table into it, almost occupying the space.

After packing everything up, Gu Feng looked at the handsome case, except for a few tokens, there was nothing left.

Looking around, he was even more poor and white, Gu Feng couldn't help but be a little disappointed, could this sand table be his reward for passing the level? Looking around, Gu Feng had no choice but to admit this fact, and at the same time, he no longer felt guilty about taking other people's things.

Gu Feng, who was slightly lost in his heart, walked out of the big tent, but saw that the scenery outside had changed, the original mountains were long gone, and the camp tent was directly opposite a long corridor with no end in sight.

"This is ......" Gu Feng forcibly endured his hunger and walked along the corridor for half an hour before reaching the end of the corridor, but the scene he saw after walking out made him dumbfounded.

The entrance was a huge snow-white monster beast, which was nearly a hundred zhang in size, and the close contact made Gu Feng only see the tip of its iceberg, and he couldn't see what kind of monster was on the other side for a while. It's just that the huge wind power around him makes him only judge that the monster in front of him is a wind-attribute demon beast.

In the face of this monster beast with unfathomable strength, Gu Feng clenched his fists, and at the same time was ready to escape.

"Hello young man. A mental fluctuation was transmitted to Gu Feng's mind, but he didn't see this demon beast open its mouth.

"Are you ......" Gu Feng said vigilantly, the spiritual fluctuations were also received by the demon beast in front of him, and at the same time, he was bitter in his heart, knowing that this kind of ability to use spiritual fluctuations to transmit information was definitely at least the strength of the sixth order or above, and it was definitely not that he, a little monk, could resist, and even escaping was delusional.

"His Majesty the First Emperor's First Spirit Beast - Wind Spirit Mastiff!"