Chapter 150: The Hundred Years War (4) The Soul Falls into the Soul Valley

At noon two days later, Wan Feng and Shusu were tasting tea, when suddenly the white smoke screen at the mouth of the valley rose, Wan Feng stood up and threw the tea set on the ground with a "snap", "Shusu prepares arrows, Tang Long wakes up Master Yu, and Xian Yun prepares tools."

After Wan Feng briefly gave three orders, he flew into the city tower, Bai Chuan had been sitting on a chair reading a book, and saw that the master had suddenly entered the Zhilu Dao Qiu Sword Villa, and the people had already killed him in the valley, so he hurriedly stood up. Wan Feng walked to the table and wrote: "On November 7, 136 Ji Yuan, Qiu Jian Villa entered Fan Luo Soul Valley, passed on Bai Chuan, sent Xian Yun, and guarded Tang Long!" After Wan Feng finished the book, he sealed it with red lacquer, told Bai Chuan to hand it over to the master of the door, and told Bai Chuan to return to the helm, and then took out a juan book from his bosom and looked at Bai Chuan. "Chuan'er, this is the formation diagram of the Fallen Soul Valley, after returning to the general rudder, you must study it carefully, and you must not spread it until you have to. ”

Bai Chuan was stunned suddenly, "It turns out that the master asked him to remember the order of planting flowers and grasses, and it turned out to be a kind of formation!" Bai Chuan knelt on his knees and wept bitterly. Knock, knock, knock three times in a row.

Wan Feng pulled Bai Chuan up, "What are you crying about, when is it, let's go."

"Master"! Bai Chuan hugged Wan Feng's thigh.

"Let's go, let's go, tell the master of the door that the wind and the fallen soul live and die together", said Shirakawa pushing out of the door, flying to the side of the city wall, and ignoring Shirakawa, who was crying bitterly behind him.

At this time, the city was already in chaos, and there were disciples running around preparing arrows, "What's the panic, Yu Ye is ready to ride five thousand, and when the Qiujian Villa approaches, he will kill him out of the city." ”

"Shusu prepares three thousand fire hook arrows to prevent the Batman of Qiujian Villa. ”

"Tang Long prepares 200 artillery pieces, remember to use special medicines".

After Wan Feng gave three orders in a row, he stopped at the battlements and stared closely at the valley ahead.

Qiu Jian Villa Protector Shen Zhong led 5,000 disciples to attack the guards at the mouth of the valley of the Fallen Soul Valley, none of the 500 disciples of the Xuanjian Sect escaped from the valley, and all of them were killed at the mouth of the valley, but I don't know what the road is for, and several seemingly ordinary haystacks at the mouth of the valley spontaneously combust without fire, and thick white smoke rises, "not good"! I can't help but protect the Dharma Shen Zhong think too much, and immediately organize the disciples to kill in the valley, now time is life, and Shen Zhong can't think too much.

When Shen Zhong took the people of Qiujian Villa into the valley, he was surprised, what are the people of Xuanjianmen going to do, planting a garden is not successful, this flower is too beautiful, one after another, every hundred zhang is changed to a new flower, red, white, yellow, pink, the people of Qiujian Villa are dazzled, smelling different flowers, and the mood is unusually comfortable, where is this war, it is completely a flower appreciation conference, some female disciples took advantage of the master's inattention, and bent down to pick one or two flowers and smelled it, "Ah, this flower is really fragrant, what kind of flower."

When the envoy Bao Zi took 20,000 disciples to the valley, he saw that the pioneer Shen Zhong had rushed into the valley, and hurriedly ordered 5,000 batmen to rise into the air to support Shen Zhong, and he took 10,000 iron cavalry, and the 5,000 heavy artillery team followed into the Valley of the Fallen Soul.

The Falling Soul Valley is only ten miles deep, and Shen Zhong's five thousand men and horses approached the Falling Soul City in half an hour, and suddenly the four gates of the Falling Soul City were all opened, and a team of iron horsemen poured out of the Falling Soul City like a tide, and they rushed together without waiting for Shen Zhong to open the formation, and the iron cavalry and Shen Zhong's light cavalry only rushed to kill a few rounds, and Shen Zhong's light cavalry lost more than a thousand, and they were not allowed to retreat.

At this time, I heard someone shouting "Bat Soldiers"! I saw countless batmen flying in the sky, their black bats whirring in the wind, stray bullets in their hands, and throwing them at the Xuanjian Gate Iron Horse.

"Withdraw"! The iron cavalry of the Xuanjian Gate quickly retreated towards the city. It dodged wave after wave of stray bullets, but it also caused a lot of casualties.

On the Fallen Soul City, Wan Feng stared at the bats tightly, raised his right hand high, and "let go!" Rows of fiery arrows flew into the sky, shooting directly into the bat-soldier array, and each bat-soldier who was shot shot made a violent sound, and then fell from the sky with firelight.

Shen Zhong reorganized the formation and killed it again, and there was a wedge sound in the Fallen Soul City, and thousands of iron horsemen swarmed out again.

Special envoy Bao Zi commanded 10,000 iron horsemen to come on the scent of rolling flowers, Wan Feng raised his right hand again, "release" boom, boom, boom, 200 artillery pieces opened fire at the same time. Nearly 10,000 war horses under the city of the earthquake neighed, but the cannonball did not fall to the city, but fell to the iron cavalry of Qiujian Villa three miles away, the cannonball suddenly exploded when it approached the iron horse, a large net with a diameter of five or six zhang fell from the sky, and fell into the iron cavalry array, and was turned over by the iron cavalry man in the net, after a frightened shout, there was no movement, and the ten thousand iron cavalry charged there to take care of this small episode, and still rushed forward frantically.

However, when Wan Feng gave the signal to retreat, the iron cavalry of the Xuanjian Gate suddenly withdrew into the city, and the iron cavalry of Qiu Jian Villa was completely exposed to artillery fire, the envoy Bao Zi discovered the seriousness of the problem. The dense convoy of horses fell in pieces, and after a few shouts and struggles, there was no more sound. All the people are stupid, "withdraw, withdraw".

"Boom" The horse team of Qiujian Villa was messed up, the horses stepped on the horses, the horses trampled on the people, the screams were mixed with the breath of death, shrouded in everyone's faces, "Kill" Wan Feng once again commanded the iron cavalry of the Xuanjian Gate to kill out. The front of the city immediately turned into a massacre, and the iron cavalry of the Xuanjian Gate was unstoppable, waving its shining scimitar, frantically slashing and killing the disciples of the Qiujian Villa who were panicked and completely incapacitated.

The battlefield suddenly flashed with cold light, sword wind and bloody shadows, and the murderous aura mixed with bursts of blood in the sky immediately diluted the rich aroma, and the original refreshing heart turned into a hellish hell of death as gloomy and choking. Everywhere there was the sound of swords, everywhere there were brief cries of sorrow, and everything became pale and weak in the fragrance of the flowers.

Under the huge net of chasing the buttocks, the people of Qiujian Villa can still take care of those who are left behind, escape, whoever escapes first will have a big life, and the iron cavalry of Xuanjian Gate chased and killed for ten miles before retreating to the city with cheers.

Wan Feng gave an order that made everyone not understand, "Yu Ye led all the iron cavalry to rest outside the city, count the casualties of the enemy and us, and camp outside the city!" Although Yu Ye was a little puzzled, after the battle just now, the Qiu Jian Villa was killed and wounded all over the field, so it was enjoyable, and he didn't think much about organizing two thousand people to defend immediately, and the rest of the personnel counted the results, and the results of the inventory came out soon, "Qiu Jian Villa lost 3,673 people and there were no injuries; Xuanjian Gate killed 411 people and injured 171 people. "The result is amazing, close to a 10-to-1 ratio.

Yu Ye quickly reported the results of the battle to Wan Feng, Wan Feng looked at it, kept shaking his head, and sighed: "Too little, too little."

Shusu stood beside Wan Feng, this is still less, how much is more, "This has already made Qiu Jian Villa daunting"! Wan Feng smiled and didn't say anything.

It took a long time to order someone to send wine and meat to the city, and at the same time sent Yu Ye a secret letter, saying that he should be deeply armed, occupy a favorable terrain outside the city, and have a way to ensure the safety outside the city, etc.

Although Yu Ye was unhappy after reading the letter, he was the commander of Falling Soul City, and it was impossible to send thousands of people to the tiger's mouth, how could he say that today's battle was too beautiful, reflecting the defense and attack capabilities of Falling Soul City.

Special envoy Bao Zi led the troops to withdraw to the valley mouth, and after counting the number of people, he carried out Qiu Jiang's big tent with a gloomy face, Qiu Jiang saw Bao Zi come in dejectedly, stood up, and greeted him with a smile, "Special envoy Bao has worked hard."

Bao Zi sighed and sat on the table, "City Lord Qiu, report to the owner, I can't escape the blame this time."

"Hey, Envoy Bao, we are in the vanguard, that is, we want to find out the reality of the enemy, and what is the loss of 1,800 people."

Bao Zi glanced at Qiu Jiang, casually put a piece of paper on the table, stood at the door of the big tent with his hands behind his back, and sighed deeply.

Qiu Jiang looked at Bao Zi and picked up the paper, and a string of astonishing numbers appeared in Qiu Jiang's eyes, and Qiu Jiang's hands trembled in shock. "Three thousand seven hundred and twenty-nine", my God, so many dead and wounded. Just now Qiu Jiang heard that Baozi was defeated, and he was overjoyed, there was a little estrangement between the two, this time he reported more people to the owner, I see where to put your Baozi's face, Qiu Jiang thought, it will be about a thousand people, Qiu Jiang wrote the battle report happily in advance, and was ready to send it away. On the issue of writing numbers, Qiu Jiang thought about it for a long time, and then gritted his teeth and wrote 1,530 people ruthlessly, and he was still beating a drum in his heart, whether he had reported too much.

When Qiu Jiang saw this number, his eyes almost didn't fall out, "Senior Brother Bao, how many people are there in Fallen Soul City?"

Bao Zi took a deep breath, "I caught an abuse and said there were 10,000 people."

"How many people are out of town"?

"Five thousand".

Qiu Jiang immediately felt the seriousness of the problem, "Come and summon Qu Song's envoy quickly, Yao Mei, Shen Zhong, and Tan Yu to protect the Dharma to come to the big tent."

"Senior Brother Bao, please take a seat!" Qiu Jiang is now really aware of the seriousness of the problem, how can he still care about those personal grievances, if this battle is not fought well, the owner of the village will know the truth, and his head will have to be moved.

Soon Qu Song, Yao Mei, Shen Zhong, and Tan Yu entered the big tent, Shen Zhong was covered in blood, lowered his head, and after a salute, he sat on the chair, although his five thousand light horsemen suffered serious losses, Bao envoy's ten thousand iron horsemen and five thousand bat soldiers were not less, if it wasn't for the slow advance of the heavy artillery team, I don't know what was going on in the road, there was a tall man who was afraid of what he was afraid of.

"Everyone, let's take a look", Qiu Jiang handed over the statistics of Special Envoy Bao to Qu Song, Qu Song and the others glanced at it, although they were shocked in their hearts, but it didn't matter, and they didn't say anything. Instead, he looked at Qiu Jiang.

Qiu Jiang and Bao Zi both understood that such a big loss could not be concealed, and sooner or later they would have to be known by the owner.

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