Guo Xiancheng felt that he had paid enough attention to the Ming army, but after the war was in full swing, he found that he still underestimated the combat effectiveness of the Ming army. Pen %fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info Xian Bisong is the best general under his command, he is deployed along the river rock, but also through his own affirmation, 20,000 defenders, against 30,000 Ming army, from the role of the offensive and defensive sides, their own strength should be more than enough, but the war has just been fought for a day, the battle situation across the river rock has deteriorated sharply.

In particular, as the fulcrum of the entire defense line, Gaoba, is even more dangerous, in less than a day, Xian Bisong has been as a mobile force of 5,000 reserve troops all put into the defense of Gaoba, but Rao is so, Gaoba's peripheral positions have been lost, Xian Bisong can barely hold the last line of defense.

"How can the casualties be so heavy?" Guo Xiancheng looked at the scarred captain who came to ask for help, and was puzzled.

"General Guo, in the Battle of Gaoba, the Ming army invested a new type of throwing weapon, which led to heavy casualties on our defense line, and the hundreds of trebuchets we arranged on top of Gaoba did not play any role at all, and were completely destroyed." The lieutenant remembered the tragic situation of the Battle of Gaoba, thought of his companions who were burned into fireballs, and thought of the fire that filled the entire position, and he actually cried loudly.

Seeing the crying captain, Guo Xiancheng's expression suddenly became grim, this captain he knew was a veteran, experienced in a hundred battles, but even such a person completely lost his self-control, which shows how dangerous the Gaoba defense line is now.

If the section of the river rock is lost, the main force of the Ming army will drive straight in, even if Cao Ge's side wins, but this battle is still a stalemate after all.

Looking down at the map on the case, Guo Xiancheng sighed, and could only draw troops from the middle to stabilize the defense line across the river. But in this way, it will inevitably drag down the attack in the middle. He originally wanted to take Wangjiazhuang directly, but the miners' battalion in front of him was a roadblock, plus Qin Feng's own fire death battalion was a mobile hoplite, and he didn't have enough troops to attack, so he would be humiliated.

can only slow down the pace of the middle march, stabilize the defense on the right flank first, and then wait for Cao Ge to make a breakthrough, as long as Cao Ge breaks through first, the initiative will immediately transfer to his side.

Once Cao Ge breaks through, he will form a two-sided attack on Wangjiazhuang with himself, which will force the main force of the Ming army to draw troops to aid Wangjiazhuang, and the pressure on the defense line across the river will naturally be greatly reduced.

"Is it again the throwing of new weapons to decide the course of a war? What else do you have? Guo Xiancheng sat in the big tent and clenched his fists involuntarily. Every time you fight with the Ming people, the most painful thing is that the Ming people are endlessly powerful new weapons, and you have just found the previous defense method, and he has developed a new weapon.

He threw another 10,000 troops into the Rock of the River, leaving him with only 10,000 troops to be led by himself. The attack in the middle is already a little stretched.

The two wings were extremely hot, but on the middle line, it seemed calm and abnormal, although the Qi army was pressing forward, but the speed of the advance was like a turtle crawling, and the Ming army in Wangjiazhuang had no sign of attacking at all. The two sides seem to have reached a strange tacit understanding, and they are both waiting for the outcome of the battle on the left and right flanks.

When it was getting dark, Guo Xiancheng's army stopped advancing and began to set up camp, and in Mopan, the fierce battle between the two sides did not end because Yemu was about to fall.

Cao Ge was almost mad, because of the ten wonderful iron boxes, in the early days of the war, his army was hit hard, and was caught off guard by the opponent, in order to reverse this disadvantage, his army fought for a whole afternoon, and only then did it come back little by little, so that the two sides were back on the same level.

Cao Ge was confident that his troops could turn the tide, and even if the battle ahead was in danger of collapsing, he gritted his teeth and did not commit to the soldiers, and in the end, his trust was rewarded.

Seeing that the battle situation was finally controlled by himself in the palm of his hand, Cao Ge's face showed a smile, but at the same time, his heart was also dripping blood, and he paid a much greater price than he imagined.

"Well, now I'll admit it, you're a tough opponent to be tangle with." He pulled out the knife at his waist and turned his head to look at Wen Yaowu, the Grandmaster from the Nantian Gate beside him. "Master Wen, let's give them a fatal blow, it's time to end."

Wen Yaowu smiled and nodded: "General Cao's determination is impressive." If it had been me, I would have thrown the reserves into the army a long time ago. ”

"Premature investment will only make the battlefield more chaotic, and we will pay more costs, with the combat effectiveness of the Ming army, our county soldiers will go up, and too many people will die, but now it is different, they will be the last straw that crushes the camel."

Cao Ge laughed, raised the big knife in his hand suddenly, and shouted: "Whole army, attack!" ”

The 10,000 soldiers let out a cry and rushed towards the battlefield like a flood.

Wen Yaowu also rushed to the battlefield like a light smoke in this earth-shattering shout.

Dozens of Ming soldiers were gathered together, and in the middle of them was the last remaining rushing car, and the others had already been overturned in the chaos of the afternoon, and the soldiers inside were naturally all sacrificed.

The last of the charging vehicles were making their last efforts, and four of his wheels were damaged and could no longer move forward, and the two warriors who were responsible for driving him had already crawled out and joined the lineup to protect the vehicle with knives, and their bodies fell beside their chariots. The crossbowman on the car, his whole body was drenched in blood, there were several feather arrows stuck in his body, and the blood was flowing down the armor, he was the focus of the Qi army's attack, more than once, the heavy blades flying from afar hit his body hard, the armor was dented, he didn't know how many bones were broken all over his body, and his whole body was in terrible pain, the whole person could barely stand, and he had to rely on the control of the crossbow machine, he desperately turned the crossbow machine, shooting crossbow arrows one after another, and tried his best to support his comrades in battle.

Wen Yaowu appeared in front of these Ming troops, dozens of spears poked in the chest, although it was in chaos, but it was still in a clear order, stabbing the chest, stabbing the abdomen, stabbing the legs, and the speed was not the same, forming a layered offensive system.

"Yes, no wonder it's so difficult!" Wen Yaowu sighed in admiration, in such a chaotic battle situation, these dozens of Ming troops still kept a clear head and had certain tactics, I have to say that their training was quite successful, and they almost regarded fighting as an instinct.

Of course, such an attack can only be said to be better than nothing for a grandmaster.

With a slight wave of his hand, more than a dozen spears broke in unison, Wen Yaowu took a step forward, and the crossbow machine on the chariot also happened to turn back, aiming at his chest, the crossbowman on the chariot had bright red eyes and roared, "Die!" ”

He pulled the machine hard, but the crossbow arrow did not shoot, Wen Yaowu's hand was on the front of the crossbow machine, just a slight push, the crossbow machine bent down.

In the chuckle, Wen Yaowu kicked at the bottom of the rushing car, and the rushing car flew up, Wen Yaowu roared, and the people got up with the car, and hit the rushing car with a heavy punch, and with a bang, the entire rushing car exploded, and the parts and iron plates in the sky fell one after another.

Seeing Wen Yaowu so powerful, the Qi army cheered in unison, and the momentum suddenly boosted.

Wen Yaowu's attack was precisely for Liwei. Falling to the ground, he walked on the battlefield with his bare hands, understatement, waving his hands and kicking his feet, and wherever he passed, the Ming army fell one after another.

Behind him, more and more Qi troops, which had been divided by the Ming army, were reunited, and with him, the advantages were expanding little by little.

Wen Yaowu is very freehand.

However, in the freehand, danger is unconsciously approaching him.

A piece of snow suddenly exploded in front of him.

He Rentu has been hiding in the army, but he has not made a move, he is waiting for this moment, if in peacetime, it is almost impossible to sneak attack a grandmaster, if he wants to store his potential to the highest, that high killing intent, battle intent is impossible to hide from the opponent who is also a grandmaster, but now it is on the battlefield, it is on the battlefield where corpses are everywhere, and the murderous aura inspired by the fight of tens of thousands of soldiers on both sides is also covered up. This gave He Rentu an opportunity.

He Rentu is not the kind of grandmaster who has cultivated in the sect, he doesn't have too many rules and regulations, for him, he can kill his opponent, no matter what means he uses, it is okay.

He hid in the army, quietly waiting for Wen Yaowu, and at the moment when Wen Yaowu was most freehand, his thunderous knife suddenly appeared.

Suddenly attacked, Wen Yaowu screamed, the body that was originally forward, suddenly flew backwards, the knife light chased closely, Wen Yaowu's fists kept hitting out, both sides were exerting their full strength at the moment, below them, whether they were friends or enemies, they were like some small paper boats in the stormy seas, ruthlessly submerged and swept away.

Blood fell from the air drop by drop, accompanied by blood, and pieces of cyan clothes, Wen Yaowu screamed repeatedly, every punch was struck, hitting the chasing knife light, but the opportunity was missed, but it was impossible to stop the opponent's disadvantage at all, he had no other way but to retreat.

He Rentu laughed, a knife as tight as a knife.

With a loud roar, one of Wen Yaowu's arms flew into the air, he gave up one of his arms in exchange for the opportunity to turn around and escape, he knew very well that if he continued like this, he would definitely die.

He Rentu's body stagnated slightly, Wen Yaowu was already frantically escaping into the distance, He Rentu snorted, dragged the oar knife, and chased after him, this is the best time to kill the other party, the battle of the grandmaster, if there is a chance to kill the opponent, it cannot be given up no matter what. Kill one, and the other one is missing.

Such an opportunity is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. He Rentu is not worried about the battle situation of the grinding plate at all, because this is just the beginning!