September 21, White Rock City. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The orange-red sun rises from the mountains to the east, slowly climbs the mountain, crosses the highest peak, and shines on the white rock castle in the valley, dyeing the cyan ancient city with a layer of golden light.

Lord Nguyen Binh stood on the tower of the South City Gate, looking at the allied troops slowly walking out of the three city gates in the east, west, and south, with a solemn expression and a flash of piety on his face.

"Shanhai City makes us have no tomorrow, so let's kill a tomorrow!" Ruan Ping said.

Like three giant dragons, the three-way army converged on the plain outside the southern city gate and slowly gathered into a giant war phalanx. The grass outside the city was instantly flattened by the army of black oppression, and there was no trace of variegation.

Even so, there were still troops waiting to be assembled inside the city, and the vast plains outside the city could not contain all the allied forces!

At the front of the phalanx was the 6,000 army of Huadong County.

The lord of Huadong County was tortured to death last night, but his army stayed. Because they didn't get any useful information, Ruan Ping and the others knew that they were at a loss, but they didn't dare to put the Huadong County army by their side.

The best thing to do is to push them to the front.

The army of 6,000 Huadong County is not the best death squad. To this end, Ruan Binh and the others arranged a team of up to 10,000 people behind them.

If there is any movement in the Huadong County army, they will be shot into hedgehogs.

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Fan Lihua Legion Station.

The abnormality of White Rock City made the Fan Lihua Legion wait.

Late last night, Fan Lihua had already received a detailed summons from Baishi City, knowing that No. 32 had successfully succeeded, and destroyed the enemy's teleportation array in one fell swoop, making a miraculous achievement.

While Fan Lihua breathed a sigh of relief, her heart was also awe-inspiring.

She knew very well that tomorrow would be the most difficult day for the Fan Lihua Army.

The Shi Wansui Legion, the Evil Legion and the Sun Bin Legion have received military orders and are rushing to Baishi City. The nearest Shi Wansui legion will not be able to reach the battlefield until tomorrow afternoon at the earliest.

The farthest Sun Bin legion will have to wait until the afternoon of the 22nd.

Whether or not they can resist the desperate fight of 250,000 allied troops and hold on to this most critical day will be the largest and most critical "military parade" for the Fan Lihua Army since its formation.

It is also the battle of Fan Lihua's righteous name.

Fan Lihua must prove to the vast army of Shanhai City that she is worthy of the respect and trust of the king.

"After the order, each master group must hold their positions and give full play to the role of each fortification according to the defensive plan formulated before. Whoever wants to lose his position, military law will deal with it. Fan Lihua's expression was awe-inspiring.

"No!"

The camp, which had been repaired overnight, was like a vicious beast, waiting for the enemy to take the bait.

At the last military meeting last night, Fan Lihua had already said: "If the enemy army is allowed to cross the defense line of the Third Army and successfully break through the encirclement, I will take the blame and resign to the king." But before I resign, I did not hesitate to take off the hats of the division commanders and brigade commanders. ”

Fan Lihua's eyes swept over lightly, without a trace of murderous aura, but it made the manly generals in the camp feel cold, and their hairs stood up.

A division commander recalled afterwards that the scene at that time was extremely accurate, "Being swept away by the general, the blood that was originally boiling in the body instantly cooled, and it was a heart-piercing cold." I felt an invisible sword qi on our necks, and the slightest mistake would bring the head to the ground. ”

"We were thinking that even if we died on the defensive line, we couldn't lose our position."

Fan Lihua's prestige in the Third Army can be seen.

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The horn of war was officially sounded.

250,000 Allied troops formed a battle formation, stepped on the drums, and rushed towards the enemy camp in the dark. Before you get closer, you can feel an invincible momentum that crushes everything.

The camp on the opposite side was quiet, without a trace of noise, and the silence was a little scary. Inside the camp, all the sergeants held their breath, ready to harvest the lives of the enemy.

As soon as the Allies came into range, a rain of arrows poured down.

The rain of arrows under the pressure of black pressure was innumerable, layered and dense, forming a torrent of steel, like a black curtain, which was planted from high in the sky, setting off a monstrous slaughter in the Allied position.

Everywhere the arrows rained, there was not a single living mouth, and the corpses were all over the field.

Spike!

Because the rain of arrows was so dense that the sergeant could not avoid it. The sword and shield soldiers were okay, protected by shields, and if they were lucky, they could still escape, and the archers died under the rain of arrows before they could fight back.

There are 6,000 troops in Huadong County, and there is not much left in an instant.

"Charge!"

The Allied commander was not afraid of death and commanded the army to accelerate the charge.

Because it was an attack on the camp, the Allied cavalry units could not play a role, and they were all deployed to the two flanks to act as escorts. The real main force of the siege is more than 100,000 sword and shield troops.

They braved a rain of arrows and launched the strongest sprint.

The vast army was like a black tide, and the camp was instantly submerged.

After paying a heavy price, countless sword and shield soldiers stepped on the rudimentary siege ladder and climbed the wooden wall of the camp one after another, and fought with the Fan Lihua army stationed here.

As soon as the war began, the two sides entered the most intense and brutal hand-to-hand combat.

After all, a camp is just a camp.

Even if the Fan Lihua Legion was well prepared, it was impossible to bring conventional garrison materials such as fire oil, stones, hugging wood, and artillery, at most, a large number of bed crossbows were arranged on the wooden walls.

Beneath the wooden walls are hundreds of trebuchets.

Whether it was a bed crossbow or a trebuchet, it was originally prepared by the Third Army for the siege of the city, but now it is used for defense, and the damage caused to the Allies can be imagined.

On the battlefield with a sound of slaughter, wave after wave of allied troops rushed to the wooden wall fearlessly, and then were repulsed by the Third Legion. The corpses of the soldiers killed in battle fell like rain at the foot of the wooden wall.

In the blink of an eye, a man-tall corpse was piled up at the foot of the wooden wall.

Behind their siege soldiers, the rain of arrows and trebuchets continued to inflict damage. Because the Allied forces were so dense, the fireballs dropped by trebuchets could set off a wave in the military formation every time.

Often a single fireball can kill a large area.

A full hour passed, and the camp was still as stable as Mount Tai, but more than 20,000 allied troops were completely buried here. The battle was more tragic than anyone could have imagined.

Garrisoned on the wooden wall is the First Division of the Third Army Corps, formerly known as the Leizhou County Garrison Division, which is the most ferocious division among the major garrison divisions.

In the battle of Zhaoqing, the Leizhou County Garrison Division once showed its skills, which made the killing god Bai Qi praise.

After being reorganized into the Third Army Corps, the division underwent another metamorphosis and became more and more fierce, which can be regarded as a banner of the Third Army Corps.

It was in this way that Fan Lihua entrusted the most difficult task to the First Division. In the current battle situation, the 1st Division is worthy of its prestige.

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The first battle was unfavorable, and the Allied army held its breath in its heart.

Thinking of the army of lords who were silently watching the battle on the city tower, the general of the unified army did not dare to slack off.

"Order, let the assault brigade go up!"

The Allied commander was ready to press the most elite assault forces and carry out a strong attack.

"No!"

A total of three assault brigades received the military order and immediately met them, like tridents, instantly piercing into the heart of the wooden wall.

The extraordinaryness of the assault brigade soon manifested itself.

This is a group of opponents who are on par with the First Division, and with the cooperation of countless allied forces, the First Division, which has already lost troops, will be suppressed to the death in one fell swoop.

The time to break through the first line of defense is just around the corner.

"Okay, keep pressing!"

The Allied commander looked excited, and the army was sent to the front as if it didn't want money.

As a result, the 1st Division was even more difficult.

Once a certain tipping point was passed, the casualties of the 1st Division skyrocketed.

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The inner circle tent, in a tower.

"General, let the first division withdraw, they can't bear it!" The adjutant reminded Fan Lihua.

Fan Lihua glanced at the hourglass in front of her and looked firm: "Wait!" "The time for the first line of defense to persist is still half an hour away from Fan Lihua's vision.

"General, the first division has been disabled, leave them some seeds!"

"Even if they are all gone, they have to resist."

Fan Lihua was unmoved, not because she was hard-hearted, but because she carried the entire legion on her shoulders, and even the key hand of the entire Lingnan victory, and she couldn't tolerate the slightest soft-heartedness.

The 1st Division must resist!

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Wooden wall positions.

The fighting continues, and people fall every moment.

With its tenacious will and well-trained training, the 1st Division finally held out under the attack of the Allied assault brigades, although it was crumbling.

But this persistence did not last long.

The key to winning or losing a war ultimately depends on the ratio of forces between the two sides, and it cannot be completely reversed by relying on morale alone.

So far, almost every soldier of the First Division has been colored.

"Boss, the general told us to hold out for half an hour." The herald ran over.

The division commander Zhao Yan was also covered in blood, and when he received the military order, he grinned, looked around at his comrades, and said angrily: "Brothers, did you all hear it?" The general is not very satisfied with us. --damn, even if you die, you can't fall the prestige of the first division. You say don't you? ”

"Come on, boss, that's your majesty. Are you afraid that you won't complete the task and go back and be cleaned up by the general? Haha~~~" The surrounding brigade commanders didn't buy it, and they didn't give Zhao Yan, the boss, face.

"Roll the calves!"

Zhao Yan also knew the virtue of his generals, and said hesitantly: "Don't talk nonsense, isn't it just playing with your life, we are really not afraid of this." You can't let the rabbit cubs of other divisions see jokes, and you can't make the enemy proud. If you really can't stand this half an hour, Lao Tzu will die with you. ”

"Boss, you're not a beauty, we don't want you to accompany you!"

"!"

Zhao Yan kicked them, and the knife was raised, this time it was really going to be fatal!