Chapter 162: Attack!

The heavy infantry of the southern kingdom, holding their shields high and protecting their cheeks, as if holding up umbrellas in a torrential rain, approached the direction of the city wall step by step. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 Most of the arrows hit the armor and shields of the heavily armored soldiers, making a crisp sound, and then falling to the ground. Occasionally, the bow and arrow hit the weak point of the armor and penetrated into the flesh through the gaps in the armor. The soldiers who were shot either rolled over and fell to the ground, or sat on the ground screaming.

The lightly wounded Southerners were able to endure the charge and continue the charge, while the seriously wounded were dragged back to the rear by their companions. There are also those who were hit by stray arrows, and they fell to the ground and soon lost their sound.

Heavy infantry had heavy armor for self-defense and was almost unaffected by a rain of arrows. The light infantry only wore soft armor and could only rely on the protection of the heavy infantry to cover the bow and arrows, and if they were not careful, they would be hit by a rain of arrows, so the casualties of the light infantry were the heaviest. Nearly a fifth of the light infantry was soon wounded and withdrawn.

The southern general on a black horse dispatched his troops, and the reinforcements on both flanks of the middle road immediately went up, and continued to carry the ladder, pushing the rushing cart and crashing the cart, and advancing towards the city wall.

Seeing the southern soldiers in the front row, they were getting closer and closer to the city wall. Peng Ju suddenly shouted an order: "Stop shooting!"

The rain of arrows immediately stopped.

The sergeants of the Southern Army were stunned for a moment, and some of the heavy infantry even raised their shields and peeked at the city tower.

"Crunch!" The heavy city gate suddenly opened slowly, and the orderly Yuguo army came after the door. Each of them was wearing heavy armor, and the position of their chests was shining, like a silver mirror attached to a leaf of armor. The general at the head rode on a horse, holding a long knife in his hand, and it was Fengye's guard, the brave general Yu Zhen.

Yu Zhen looked coldly at the southern sergeants outside the city gate, with murderous aura all over his body, and roared in a trembling voice: "When we meet on a narrow road, the brave wins!

The 800 warriors behind Yu Zhen followed with a heaven-shattering roar: "When we meet on a narrow road, the brave wins!

Eight hundred sergeants shouted in unison, and their voices were deafening and resounding throughout the battlefield. Cheng Ziming was also moved by it above the city tower. Even the immortal in the south who had been closing his eyes and recuperating suddenly opened his eyes and glanced at the city tower in surprise.

Yu Zhen raised his long knife and roared: "Kill!"

A detachment of men and horses stabbed out of the city gates like unsheathed swords.

The heavily armored soldiers in the front row of the southern country were already very close to the city gate, but why didn't they expect that there were so few people in the Fengye garrison, and they would dare to open the city gate and kill from the city gate?

In a stunned kung fu, Yu Zhen's army has been killed in front of him.

The brave general took the lead, the long knife stretched forward beyond the horse's head, using the knife as a spear, with the strength of the horse's impact, "Bang Chang" knocked off the shield blocking the front, and then the long knife swept, and suddenly blood splattered, and a row of sergeants fell in front of the horse.

Yu Zhen was followed by a heavy infantry with a spear. They moved forward with their spears and aimed at the enemy in front of them as they ran. The spear hit the shield and instantly knocked the shield on its side, and the spear followed the momentum and poked directly at the enemy behind the shield.

For a moment, the shields of the heavy infantry fell to the ground, revealing the lightly armored soldiers in soft armor. Eight hundred warriors rushed forward, waving their swords, and quickly eliminated the southern sergeants around the city gates. Seeing that the situation was not good, the southern soldiers farther away were afraid that Yu Zhen would kill along the side of the city wall, so they hurriedly threw down the rushing car, crashed the car, and ran to the rear. The formation of the Southern Army immediately became chaotic.

The vanguard of the Southern army attacking the city was a long line of six rows of infantry lined up along the city wall.

Yu Zhen's army, like a sharp knife, directly cut a hole in Changlong's body, causing the entire Changlong to collapse in a sloppy manner.

Just when the formation of the vanguard tribe in the south was messy, Yu Zhen and the others had already chased the deserters and killed the troops in the middle of the south.

The general on a black horse was shouting loudly, hurriedly organizing the sergeants to rearrange the formation. In a panic, he suddenly saw Yu Zhen riding his horse and killing him, and the black horse general hurriedly pulled out the sword he was wearing at his waist and stabbed his horse towards Yu Zhen. Yu Zhen didn't look at him, the long knife cut an arc in the air, and slashed at the black horse general.

Before the dark horse general's sword could reach Yu Zhen, Yu Zhen's long knife came closer. He hurriedly attached himself to the horse's back, and the general dodged the long knife. Wait and see, Yu Zhen has already crossed in front of him and continued to rush towards the southern army.

"Alas!" General Dark Horse gritted his teeth, as the commander of the battle, he was not ready to charge into battle in person. Therefore, he only wore the sword he carried with him, and he did not even bring the spear he usually used to the front of the battle. He hated a handful of horses, and while stabilizing the chaotic ranks, he looked left and right to find the weapons he could use.

Yu Zhen led the assault of eight hundred warriors, regardless of the fight all the way forward, and drove straight to the car of the king of the south. King Nan was so frightened that his face turned pale and he could hardly speak. The surrounding civil officials shouted loudly, but they couldn't give a brief countermeasure, and the generals exclaimed again and again, but no one gave a clear order.

The civil official at the head hurriedly shouted: "Calm down, calm down, quickly protect the lord's retreat." ā€

The military general led loudly shouted: "The guards cavalry quickly stepped forward to intercept!"

The majestic cavalry team wearing heavy armor immediately urged their horses to step forward, forming a solid phalanx, blocking in front of Nanwang's luxury car.

At this time, Nanwang's complexion improved slightly, he gasped heavily, and muttered, "Shangxian, where is Shangxian now?"

It's a pity that the immortal in the south has already left the king of the south at this time. In the midst of the chaos, he would never hear the true call of King Nan.

As early as when Yu Zhen was out of the city gate, the immortal in the south opened his eyes. There was a flash in his eyes, and he turned around and jumped lightly onto the back of the giant eagle. The golden giant eagle leaned forward very tacitly, spread its wings "swish", and then shook it vigorously, fanning a small wind on the ground.

The horses pulling the carriage suddenly neighed in panic, and the southern soldiers around them hurriedly retreated in the direction away from the carriage, and suddenly emptied the carriage around it.

In a puff of smoke, the giant eagle rose into the sky, and the man in white stood firmly on the eagle's back. He stepped on the eagle, and his white clothes fluttered in the wind, which was the standard immortal posture in the eyes of mortals.

On the wall of Fengye, the soldiers guarding the city, you look at me, I look at you, and there is a trace of timidity in their eyes.

And the southern soldiers who retreated from the front line let out an earth-shattering cheer, as if the appearance of the man in white had turned the tide of the battle and won the war.

The leopard has always been by Cheng Ziming's side. It stood up, its front paws holding at the battlement, and bared its head to see the excitement. Seeing the man in white galloping towards the golden giant eagle from a distance, it couldn't help but curse a swear word, and said to Cheng Ziming: "This person is not easy to deal with, so let's not withdraw." ā€

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