Suicide!

As a player, you can leave the battlefield with suicide.

But they also knew very well that once they left here, it would be equivalent to giving up the soldiers and horses they had brought into the copy, as well as the marshal Li Heng.

They won't do it unless they have to.

It's just that they exchanged a lot of food for their merits to continue their lives before, and now they have been deducted thousands of dollars, and they can't hold on even if they want to. Instead of waiting for death here and giving meritorious service and popularity to Chinese players in vain, it is better to commit suicide directly.

There seems to be no hope of winning this dungeon, so we can only find a way to get some other gains from other places, at least to make up for the loss of this period of time.

As for how much to make up, then it can only be left to fate.

………

July, the ninth day of the first month.

Mo Xiaobai's figure finally appeared in the Luoxiao Mountains from the water dividing pass.

Although there have been so many arrangements before, if you want to talk about it seriously, this is actually the first time that Mo Xiaobai has stepped into this mountainous area.

It's not too soon, it's not too late, just in time for the final end of the pen.

The commanders on all sides of Wanyang Mountain gathered again, and most of the generals of the Great Dream City also gathered on Mo Xiaobai's side.

"The last battle, you will command?" Everyone gathered together and took the lead in writing.

As soon as he finished speaking, all the Great Dream City generals, including Li Ji, Li Guang, Zhang He and others, looked at their lords.

Mo Xiaobai shook his head lightly, and said with a slight smile: "No need, this battle is your glory, I came with Yang Yang Yang and I just want to witness it with my own eyes." ”

Splendor!

Although as early as the last copy, Mo Xiaobai had commanded hundreds of thousands or even millions of people in the big battle as the commander of the Ming Dynasty. But even he knew very well that he was not involved in the command of a specific battle at that time, and was only responsible for coordinating the overall situation.

The first battlefield commander to stand out among Chinese players is the pen in front of him.

dispatched 80,000 Song troops to fight Li Heng, and after so many days, his own losses were only 10,000, most of which were casualties that occurred when he was 'defeated and fled' at the beginning.

To be more honest, after the Yuan and Mongolian armies entered the mountains, the casualties of the Song army did not even exceed 4,000.

With less than 4,000 casualties, the 70,000 or 80,000 Mongolian army was defeated and annihilated, this was a battle that was enough to go down in the history of plane warfare, and Mo Xiaobai would never be an exaggeration to describe it as brilliant.

This war should be ended by the writer himself.

Mo Xiaobai did not take over the command, and Wen Tianxiang also bowed his head slightly at the moment, after this big battle, he understood how big the gap was between himself and those battlefield veterans.

The same battle situation is in front of him, and he may not even be able to do it with three percent of the pen.

The two governors were unwilling to steal the limelight at this time, and the rest of the people would not jump out to find themselves uncomfortable, and the pen nodded calmly after seeing this, and then ordered: "From now on, all the remnants of the Yuanmeng soldiers will be encircled and suppressed." The two generals, Li Ji and Li Guang, led the cavalry generals in the battalion to fight Li Heng's headquarters first, and the generals were outflanked on both sides of me. ”

The order of the final battle is very simple to say.

Because what should be done has been done before, and now Li Heng is no longer the invincible Marshal of Yuanmengdu on the Jiangnan battlefield, but a lamb to be slaughtered in the eyes of many Song troops.

Beat the drums, send troops!

The cavalry composed of the Xuanjia cavalry, the tiger and leopard cavalry, and the Wuwei light cavalry of the Great Dream City took the lead.

Although the cavalry has been fighting these days, there are not many losses in the soldiers and horses, only a few dozen wounded soldiers appeared in the light cavalry, and the whole cavalry team acted together at this time, and the scene was indeed spectacular.

As the cavalry attacked, the village soldiers under Wen Tianxiang also walked out of the camp.

Unlike the first time I saw them before, I could see at a glance that they were just scattered sand-like soldiers and horses, and the soldiers and horses of Jiangxi and Fujian, who had experienced defeat and encirclement, really had the shadow of a little elite soldier at this moment.

Sharp, calm, and excited.

Following this army out of the camp together, Mo Xiaobai didn't care how to fight, but came to the group of people who would dream of the meeting, and said with a smile: "How did you gain in this battle?" ”

"Besides, buddy, you left us in this deep mountain and old forest, and wandered around by yourself." The perch pouted and spoke, and then asked rhetorically: "You laid down the water division and killed Zhang Hongfan, you should have more harvest than us, right?" ”

Hearing the fat man's inquiry, Mo Xiaobai laughed: "This is what you said, there are indeed a lot of gains in the water dividing pass, so I will call you over." ”

As soon as Mo Xiaobai spoke, a teenager who had been staying with the silver armor guard trotted over and said, "The teacher called me?" ”

"Here, I'll introduce you to some of my friends." Mo Xiaobai nodded while introducing the fat man and the others to Bao Zhao, of course, the introduction was naturally their titles and lords.

Seeing Mo Xiaobai with a young man to introduce, Ruoshui couldn't help but be curious: "Boss, who is this little brother?" ”

"He, I picked up a treasure at the water dividing gate." Mo Xiaobai laughed, and briefly explained how he met Bao Zhao, and asked Bao Zhao to go and cooperate with him to knock on the level.

However, when he finished speaking, the fat man and the others were a little confused.

Isn't it the Celebrity of the Ages at this time?

Just a little-known little garrison?

They wouldn't think that the minor in front of them could be more exciting than the historical celebrity, seeing Bao Zhao standing beside Mo Xiaobai and claiming to be a disciple, just a little apprentice accepted by Mo Xiaobai in order to satisfy his teaching interests.

At the moment, they all smiled and nodded, but they didn't pay much attention to Bao Zhao.

Mo Xiaobai didn't explain much, just kept Bao Zhao by his side and took him to watch the final battle in the interior of the mountain.

In less than half an hour, the three thousand cavalry had already arrived at a Jedi surrounded by mountains on three sides, which was the cemetery selected for Li Heng.

Li Heng and his nearly 4,000 soldiers and horses have been blocked here for many days, and they have fought several battles before and after. At this time, the two sides met again, and there was no need for any opening words, Li Guangyi pulled out the big knife in his hand, and the cavalry behind him had already galloped on horseback.

Slaughter!

Naked slaughter!

When many players chose to commit suicide, this remaining 4,000 soldiers and horses, no matter how much Li Heng shouted to the death, he couldn't mention any fighting spirit.

Seeing the Song cavalry charging in formation, the defensive formation that had been finally organized was directly torn to pieces, and then many foot soldiers followed up together, cooperating with the cavalry to drive and knock a former Yuanmeng elite soldier to the ground.

The remnants of Yuanmeng were forced by the cavalry to run around, and Li Heng had no one to protect him at the moment, and he was soon exposed to Li Guang's knife.

"General, die!"

In the middle of the drink, the knife fell in his hand, and a huge force that Li Heng couldn't resist at all cut off the blade in his hand, and chopped off an arm.

Before Li Heng could cry out for help in pain, Li Guang's second knife had already smashed his head and face. With a slash, Li Heng still maintained a painful expression on his face, but his whole head had rolled off his neck.

Li Heng, die!

As soon as Li Heng died, many soldiers who had no fighting spirit had no chance to turn the tables.

One after another, they all became the souls of Song Jun's sword.