Time passes by bit by bit, and it is the accumulation of soldiers' lives.

Waiting is an ordeal, a heart-wrenching torment.

On the high slope, the Jin army's position was filled with sadness and desolation.

Finally, it was noon.

On the frontal battlefield, the 10,000 Jin State infantry had been killed and wounded, and the 8,000 Jin State cavalry was left less than 3,000.

On the high slope, eight people set their sights on Yanshan at the same time.

Yan Shan's expression was solemn and thoughtful.

At this moment, on the frontal battlefield, a general in silver armor said in a deep voice: "Retreat!"

At the sound of an order, less than 3,000 Jin cavalry immediately turned their horses and headed straight for the Jin army's position.

Wanyan Honglie is dead, and Yan Shan did not give an order, what is going on?

The nine couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

In the next moment, less than 3,000 Jin State cavalry were in front, and nearly 6,000 Qin Zhirui soldiers and ghost soldiers followed closely behind, heading straight for the Jin army's position.

Although the combat power of Qin Zhirui and Nether Ghost Soldiers is terrifying, their speed is far inferior to that of war horses.

Not long after, the cavalry of the Jin State entered the position of the Jin army, and the Qin Zhirui soldiers and the ghost soldiers were still ten zhang away.

Suddenly, the sound of arrows breaking through the sky resounded in the sky, and a faint flame rose into the sky.

Qin's Ruishi and Netherworld Ghost Soldiers are fearless and indomitable.

The arrows fell, and the ground burst into flames.

At the same time, torches were constantly thrown out of the jungle on both sides, and the moment they landed, the flames burned brightly.

In an instant, nearly six thousand Qin Zhirui soldiers and ghost soldiers fell into a sea of fire.

Even if the body is as solid as a rock, how can the fire be merciless?

However, Qin Zhirui and the Nether Ghost Soldiers will never sit idly by. Desperate, they rushed towards the Jin army's position.

In front of the Jin army's position, 40 catapults, 28 artillery carts, and 67 sky-cutting crossbows were placed side by side, which was extremely spectacular.

"Put!"

With an order, boulders, fireballs, and wolf tooth arrows were launched, attacking Qin Zhirui and the Nether Ghost Soldiers.

Boulders fall, flesh and blood blur, fireballs roll down, the fire grows stronger, and wolf fang arrows are incredibly powerful, piercing the bodies of Qin's sharps and ghostly soldiers.

For a while, Qin Zhirui and the Nether Ghost Soldiers couldn't rush out of the flames at all.

In such a situation, the winner has been decided.

Although the Qin Zhirui and the Nether Ghost Soldiers are strong, the fire is ruthless.

At this moment, there is no cheering, no shouting.

The officers and men of the Jin Army looked solemn and waited for the battle. Boulders, fireballs, and wolf-tooth arrows continued to shoot out, without slackening at all.

Seeing this situation, Wanyan Liang, Wanyan Xue'er, Yanshan, Meng Tian, Wanyan Guge, Li Ruoxian, Liu Ruobai, Dugufeng and Shi Potian were all pleasantly surprised.

At this time, Wanyan Honglie slowly fell to the ground.

It turned out that in order to prevent accidents, Wanyan Honglie made arrangements two days ago. The battle began, with the infantry advancing and the cavalry charging, while two groups of men and horses seized the jungle on either side. After that, the soldiers of the Jin army continued to pour fire oil from the jungle on both sides until the land was wet. Whether it was infantry or cavalry, they rushed into the position of the Heavenly Dao Sect desperately, just to cover the fire oil and wet the land. The war is in full swing, you are dead or alive, the smell of blood is strong, and no one will notice the smell of fire oil. Until noon, the land was completely drenched with oil, and the sun shone directly, and the oil volatilized, and it burned when it caught fire.

Although this battle was tragic, there is no doubt that Wanyan Honglie won.

Tears blurred his eyes again, and feelings of awe and grief arose.

Wan Yan Liang said in a deep voice: "Brother Yan, how to fight next?"

Yan Shan's expression was solemn, and he said: "The whole army retreats and sticks to Chang'an City." ”

As soon as these words came out, the faces of the eight people changed slightly, and they didn't know why.

Brother Wanyan Gu couldn't help but ask, "Why don't you go all out and take the underground palace?"

Yan Shan shook his head slightly, and said in a deep voice: "The underground palace is in the valley, the terrain is narrow, easy to defend and difficult to attack. Even if there were only a thousand Qin Zhirui soldiers and Nether Ghost Soldiers guarding it, it would be difficult for the soldiers to rush to the sky with their flesh and blood. ”

Brother Wanyan asked again, "Then why don't you fight them to the death here?"

Yan Shan Zhengse said: "There are 30,000 Qin Zhirui soldiers and ghost soldiers in the underground palace, and the horror of their combat power is unimaginable. ”

Brother Wanyan Gu interrupted Yan Shan and said, "There are siege equipment, why be afraid?"

Yan Shan sighed lightly: "Jingzhao Mansion originally had ten catapults, eight artillery carts, seventeen sky-intercepting crossbows and eight hundred wolf's tooth arrows. Since the opening of the Qin State arsenal, it has been working day and night, and only 30 catapults, 20 artillery carts, 50 crossbows and 3,000 wolf tooth arrows have been built. After this battle, the wolf's tooth arrows will inevitably run out, and the boulders and fireballs will not be replenished in time, so why fight?"

Brother Wanyan nodded slightly, and said in a deep voice: "Since this is the case, how should we hold on to Chang'an City?"

Yan Shan said in a deep voice: "Although the Qin Zhirui and the Nether Ghost Soldiers are terrifying, they can only exist for three days. We must not face it head-on, we just need to stall for time at all costs. In this battle, General Wanyan burned Qin's sharp soldiers and ghost soldiers, although it was a tragic victory, but it took a day. When the Heavenly Dao Sect comes out of the mountain, there is no doubt that it will take Chang'an City. What we have to do is to hold on to Chang'an City for two days at all costs. ”

The words are sincere, the thinking is clear, and the reason is reasonable.

All eight readily agreed.

Wan Yan Liang said in a deep voice: "Brother Yan, give the order!"

Yan Shan nodded slightly, and said with a straight face: "Miss Xue'er led a team of men and horses to escort General Wanyan's body back to Chang'an City, and set off immediately." ”

"Command!" Wan Yan Xue'er clenched her fists slightly, turned and left.

Yan Shan continued: "Brother Gu led the three armies to retreat to Chang'an City in an orderly manner, and prepare immediately. ”

"Command!" Wanyan Gu Ge clenched his fists slightly, turned around and left.

Yan Shan continued: "Brother Wanyan led a team of cavalry to take charge of the break, remember to burn all the siege equipment before leaving. ”

Wan Yan Liang hesitated slightly, and then said in a deep voice: "Command!"

Yan Shan nodded slightly, with a look of relief on his face.

Thoughtful and decisive, the style of a general is self-evident.

Li Ruoxian sighed lightly: "General Wanyan really didn't see the wrong person!"

Yan Shan smiled sadly and was silent.

On the top of a low mountain, a man covered in black sighed lightly: "Wanyan Honglie really lives up to his reputation, this battle, the old man is convinced! However, Chang'an City is the place of decisive battle, but don't let the old man down." ”

On the frontal battlefield, the flames burned. However, Qin Zhirui and the Nether Ghost Soldiers still did not give up, and continued to rush forward to kill.

It didn't take long for the boulders, fireballs, and arrows to run out.

Wan Yanliang and the soldiers of the Jin Army hurriedly turned over their horses and walked a hundred feet away.

The sound of arrows breaking through the air rang out, and hundreds of rockets fell on the siege equipment. All of a sudden, the flames burned.

After that, Wan Yanliang led the soldiers of the Jin army to fight horses and gallop away.

At the top of a low mountain, a voice muttered, "Acting so decisively is not to be underestimated." ”

On the frontal battlefield, countless Qin Zhirui soldiers and ghost soldiers rushed out from the flames, but they could not advance for more than a hundred zhang, and they all fell to the ground, motionless.

(End of chapter)