As Cheng Pu expected, these seemingly fierce soldiers are actually at the end of the crossbow.

Under the command of Cheng Pu, the blood guards of the Tang Dynasty, who had long been eager to try, threw down logs and stones from the top of the mountain with their greatest strength.

The overwhelming rolling logs and gravel poured down like a meteor shower.

The endless rolling wood and stone seemed to carry the call of hell and roared, and the purgatory-like aura of death spread in the hearts of the vanguard soldiers of the Qingshan Dynasty.

Closer, closer, the footsteps of death are getting closer and closer, and the soldiers of the vanguard army of the Qingshan Dynasty seem to be stuck in a stupor at this moment, motionless.

Boom, boom, the huge crashing sound was like the sound of a twilight drum from under the Nine Shadows, splashing pieces of flesh and blood scattered in the air.

But these countless rolling logs and gravels still have no intention of stopping, and they continue to pursue like dead soldiers on a mission, wrapped in an unending momentum.

"Ahh

The screams came and went, and the heart-rending sound was deafening.

"Withdraw, the army withdraws!"

The casualties of the vanguard army far exceeded Zhang Shanchao's expectations, and the entire army was annihilated, so Zhang Shanchao had to order a retreat.

It's just that it was too late to retreat at this time, and the terrifying battle damage was afraid that it would have been able to crush Zhang Shanchao.

From the halfway slope to the foot of the mountain, there were stumps and broken arms everywhere, broken flesh was scattered, and blood was sprinkled everywhere without money.

The air was filled with a choking and pungent smell of blood, which even veterans of war could not stand.

This is a completely unequal battle, on the one hand, the blood guard of the Tang Dynasty, who recuperates and occupies the right time and place, and on the other hand, the poor soldier who has traveled a long distance and his spirit has long been exhausted.

In the face of the dense and ruthlessly crushing rolling logs and stones, they had nowhere to hide, and they were powerless to fight, so they could only die in unwillingness.

You must know that with the strong combat effectiveness of the Tang Dynasty Blood Guard, and the advantage of the terrain, these 200,000 pioneer soldiers of the Qingshan Dynasty were already very reluctant to attack the mountain, and now they are even more forcibly attacking the mountain, so they should have this defeat.

The subordinates who had failed to dissuade Zhang Shanchao before had red eyes, he was crying silently, his heart was dripping blood, and his heart was full of hatred!

A general was incompetent and exhausted thousands of troops, Zhang Shanchao had an impulse, and actually killed him hundreds of thousands of robes in just half a day.

Yes, under Zhang Shanchao's crazy supervision, almost all the vanguard army embarked on the road of attacking the mountain.

The vast majority of the surviving vanguard army could not withstand the terrible nightmarish scene in their hearts, and their hearts collapsed, and it was difficult to fight.

According to statistics, there are less than 20,000 soldiers who can fight again, more than 60,000 soldiers who have lost their minds and fallen into madness, and the number of dead has reached a terrifying more than 120,000.

"Ahh

Looking at the battle damage counted by his subordinates, Zhang Shanchao looked up to the sky and roared.

His heart was trembling, such a big loss was caused by his single-mindedness, and it was conceivable how the handsome Shan Qingcang, who had always been like a mountain of military orders, would deal with him.

Moreover, he made such a big mistake when Shan Qingcang was already angry, Zhang Shanchao could imagine that death would seem to be a luxury for him!

......

"Haha, General Cheng, our army has not injured a single soldier, annihilated tens of thousands of enemy troops, this battle is really tight!"

Cheng Pu's subordinates were excited, screaming in the big tent.

"You, you, how many times have you told you, the winner is not proud, the loser is not discouraged, why can't you listen?"

Cheng Pu pointed at the excited generals, with a look of hatred that iron is not steel.

This will be called Cheng Tie, which was selected by Cheng Pu from among the eight thousand Tang Dynasty blood guards, with good talent, and his personality is also very good for Cheng Pu's appetite, but he is a little frizzy, and Cheng Pu has not said much about him for this.

"Hey, hey, hey!"

Cheng Tie couldn't defend himself, so he had to smirk.

"Okay, don't be stupid, go and inform General Han Dang, let him lead 20,000 Zhao Tieqi to attack the enemy's vanguard camp overnight, and he will definitely get something. ”

"No!"

When it was time to do the right thing, Cheng Tie was unambiguous, and immediately rushed out to deliver the message.

Cheng Pu expected that tonight, a bunch of remnants of the enemy's defeated soldiers would inevitably hide in a place and lick their wounds, and it would be impossible to guard against a night attack.

The reason why he decided to let Han Dang go was, first, that he took on the heavy responsibility of guarding Gucang Mountain, and he did not dare to move lightly for fear of loss;

Second, Han Dang's commander is the Great Zhao Tieqi, who acts quickly, and if there is an accident, he can evacuate safely;

......

"Hehe, finally Cheng Pu didn't forget this, Cheng Tie, you go back and bring me a message, when this battle is over, I'll go to the old man and have a drink." ”

After listening to Cheng Tie's message, Han Dang was extremely happy.

"No. ”

"Order the army to assemble, tonight Lao Tzu will step on the enemy army!"

"No!"

In a short time, 20,000 Zhao Tieqi were ready to go.

The sound of the iron hooves of the 20,000-strong army was particularly piercing in the silent night, and even the slightly alert army was already aware that something was wrong.

Speaking of the sound of the iron hoof, Han Dang also had a headache, the method of wrapping the horse's hooves in his previous life was useless in this Huatian Domain.

Because war horses are cultivated, and their strength is much greater than in their previous lives, no matter what they use to wrap the horse's hooves, they will be shattered in the blink of an eye.

Besides, once there are tens of thousands of iron horsemen, the ground shaking caused by the march is probably not covered up even by the horse's hoof wrapping, right?

Therefore, Han Dang simply didn't bother to hide the sound of the horse's hooves, anyway, with the current opponent, even if he heard the sound of the horse's hooves, he wouldn't care too much.

After all, there are dozens of countries large and small around here, and they have never heard of any country having iron horses, and under preconceived notions, no commander will be too wary of it.

And when Da Zhao Tieqi killed the enemy, even if the enemy wanted to defend himself, it would be too late.

Da Zhao Tieqi rode all the way and quickly killed the enemy vanguard camp.

I saw that the pioneer camp was extremely shabby, obviously hastily coiled, and there was no even the most basic defense.

There was even more snoring in the camp, and it was obvious that the enemy sergeants had relaxed to the extreme, and even the sound of horses' hooves did not wake up the enemy soldiers.

"Kill me, don't leave a single one!"

It doesn't matter what you're doing? War is not child's play, and Han Dang doesn't have any thoughts of a woman's kindness.

The horses stepped on the camp, the flames were everywhere, and countless enemy soldiers were hacked to death in their sleep.

"What's going on?"

Zhang Shanchao, who was awakened by the smell of blood, rushed out of the camp, picked up a soldier who was fleeing frantically beside him and asked.

"The enemy cavalry has attacked the camp!"

The soldier explained with tears in his voice.

"What?"

Throwing the soldier aside, Zhang Shanchao lifted the long knife and killed the general.

"You are Zhang Shanchao?"

Looking at the enemy general who stopped in front of him, his eyes were about to burst into blood, Han Dang asked.

"Less nonsense, suffer death!"

Zhang Shanchao was already on the verge of collapse, where did he still have the heart to talk to Han Dang.