Chapter 143: The Cruelty of War

"Bypass that peak, and you'll be on the frontier." Zhou Qing, who has been in and out of the western frontier several times, pointed to a mountain peak not far away and said to everyone.

Bypassing the mountain peak, a Xiongguan is entrenched on the open road in front of it like a moat, which is the first Xiongguan in the west of the Yuemeng Dynasty: Tianqian Pass. Han Yu and the third prince finally came to the border position, in front of the gate of the city, their identities were revealed, and soon a general welcomed them into the gate.

I had just entered the city, and before I had time to rest, let alone ask about the specific situation at the border gate now, a shocking shout of killing came from outside the gate.

"Don't rush to the resting place yet, take us to the castle tower and see what the situation is outside." At the request of the third prince Yue Mingkong, the general who welcomed them into the customs took them up to the city tower.

Standing in the city tower and looking at it, there is a vast plain in front of the Tianqian Pass, and there are two teams of men and horses fighting, one of them is the soldiers of the Yuemeng Dynasty, and the other team is the soldiers of the Jinxia Dynasty. I saw that the soldiers of the Jinxia Dynasty were all wearing felt hats, animal skin armor, and scimitars, all of them were fierce and ferocious, and they were not afraid of death. Even if he was slashed covered in blood, even if he was cut off an arm, he still brandished a scimitar and rushed forward to kill.

There were about 400,000 men on both sides fighting outside the city, and the soldiers of the Yuemeng Dynasty were almost twice as many as those of the Jinxia Dynasty, but they were pressed to fight. The soldiers of the two sides collided, and corpses continued to fall, blood and water kept splashing around, and then dyed red inch by inch on the surface, and the sound of fighting shook the earth.

"Why are the soldiers of the Jinxia Dynasty so cruel and not afraid of death? After being so seriously injured, he did not leave the battlefield, as if dying on the battlefield was the most glorious. ”

On the city tower, they saw the battle very clearly, and Han Yu and they were all deeply puzzled by this situation.

"Alas, the Jinxia Dynasty is located in the west of the Wasteland Domain, which is the most barren place in this region, and the resources are scarce, resulting in too fierce competition, so the people are strong, and if the soldiers die on the battlefield, their families will receive a large amount of compensation from the imperial court, so every soldier is not afraid of death on the battlefield. The war with the Jinxia Dynasty was our hardest war, and 60% of the soldiers killed in the dynasty over the years came from it. ”

The generals of the Heavenly Trench Pass who greeted them gave Han Yu a painful answer.

"Kill!" "Kill!"

On the battlefield, the shouts of killing were constant and deafening. These scenes were brutal, and the bright red blood was constantly splattering, like the hell of Shura. The situation on the battlefield was terrible, and the army of the Yuemeng Dynasty was almost defeated. There were corpses lying on the vast land, most of them were soldiers of the Yuemeng Dynasty.

"Knock, knock, knock......"

A war drum sounded on the tower, and the drums beat higher and higher. When the drum sounded, the momentum of the soldiers of the Yuemeng Dynasty suddenly rose a lot, and the situation of decay was suppressed, and one by one they let out a roar that shook the sky, changing the decline and killing the enemy bravely.

The soldiers who were about to be defeated regained their will to fight, and the situation was very shocking. The duty of a soldier is to fight to defend the country's territory, to protect the homeland, to protect the common people, even if he knows that he may die if he rushes forward, he still rushes forward without fear of death.

In the battlefield, the sound of sword collision and shouting of killing was like thunder falling from the sky, stirring up pieces of dust on the battlefield.

Soldiers from both countries continue to fall. However, in comparison, the soldiers of the Yuemeng Dynasty, who were inspired by the drums of war, were still much worse than the ferocity of the soldiers of the Jinxia Dynasty, and they were still losing and retreating, and there were constantly soldiers falling in pools of blood and dying on the cruel battlefield.

In the blink of an eye, thousands of living young lives remain on this land forever.

The rear army of the Jinxia Dynasty rode on a huge white wolf beast, holding a halberd to observe the changes in the battle situation, and commanding the horn soldiers to guide the army to attack the more than 200,000 horses of the Yuemeng Dynasty from different directions with different horn sounds.

This is Jin Chengfan, the commander of the Jinxia Dynasty who attacked the border of Yuemeng.

"Third Prince, you just came to the frontier this time to learn more about the intensity of the war between the two countries? Or do you want to get some combat exploits so that you can add some chips to your chances of ascending to the supreme throne of the dynasty in the future? ”

Han Yu turned his head, looked at the moonlight sky on the side, and asked in a somewhat dull voice.

"Originally, when I came over, I had some of these two thoughts, but now that I see the phenomenon in front of me, I can't think of anything, I just want to rush down and kill all the Jinxia people, and take our soldiers back to the gate alive."

Yue Mingkong didn't look at Han Yu, his fists holding the city tower were clenched tightly, his fingers were faintly white and trembling slightly because he was too hard, and he looked at the two warring sides on the plain angrily.

"Good. Then do you dare to go down with me to fight the enemy army and take our soldiers back to the pass? ”

Keep your eyes glued to the moonlight sky to see if this delicate prince really dares to charge and kill the enemy.

"What are these words, although I am a prince, but our Yue family is also the world that has taken the lead in fighting on the battlefield, and those below are also my people, what dare not go down."

Yue Mingkong's tone was very firm.

"Good! With your words, then I will give you a big gift today. Brother Lin Feng, wait for you to command, you and Brother Luo Jiang will protect the third prince and lead the personal guards to rush to the front of both sides in a triangular queue, gather all the soldiers and slowly retreat to the pass; Wu porcelain, slut, you are on both sides; Remember! You are only saving people, not fighting, and you don't need to spend too much effort on killing the enemy. Leave the rest to me, and I'll deal with their commanders, leaving them uncommanded. ”

While arranging, they walked towards the city gate, and Han Linfeng and the others followed closely. With a wave of his hand, Yue Mingkong led 200 guards to follow Han Yu out of the pass and go straight to the battlefield.

"The Third Prince! Dangerous! Come back! ”

The generals on the city tower saw that Yue Mingkong led only more than 200 people to rush to the battlefield, and immediately panicked, and hurriedly stepped on the war horses to stop them. This is the third prince of the current king, and if something goes wrong, it is difficult to explain it to the king.

As soon as he chased halfway, he saw that in the triangular team led by the third prince, at the front of the arrow, a long sword appeared in the hand of a white-clothed young man wearing a white robe and no armor, and with a slight shock, thousands of sword shadows appeared in the air, accurately stabbing at every soldier of the Jinxia Dynasty.

With screams, thousands of figures wearing felt hats flew around, unable to get up after falling to the ground. There were more and more sword shadows, but in just a few breaths, there were already thousands of Jin Xia soldiers who had fallen to the ground and lost their combat effectiveness, and a large open space was vacant in front of Han Yu and them. Neither the Grandmaster nor the Grand Grandmaster could resist the power of a sword.

Who can not be afraid of such a terrifying might? The soldiers of the Jinxia Dynasty trembled with fright, and some of the generals who led the army trembled and retreated to the defense, and in the blink of an eye, tens of thousands of people rushed back wildly, and the great advantage was instantly destroyed and reversed by Han Yu.

Han Yu's feet were a little on the wind chasing horse, and he cast a lightning lightning step, and his body was a fast arrow off the string, and between two breaths, he directly crossed a distance of dozens of zhang and appeared in front of Jin Chengfan, the frontier commander of the Jinxia Dynasty. The third prince, Yue Mingkong, also took advantage of the panicked retreat of the soldiers of the Jinxia Dynasty, and commanded his personal guards to disperse one by one, helping the other soldiers of the dynasty to resist the enemy, and slowly collecting the scattered soldiers.

Using the extreme speed of the lightning lightning swift step, like lightning approaching Jin Chengfan, a thousand shadows were one, and the sword shadow that was more than a zhang long like a substance fell from the sky and slashed down towards the top of his head, and the space where the sword shadow passed was also slightly distorted, since Han Yu reached the condensation realm, the power of the ten thousand sword techniques became more and more amazing.

The sudden appearance of the killing move made Jin Chengfan complete without having time to react. He only hurriedly raised the halberd in his hand above his head to resist the sword shadow that slashed at his head in the air.

"Wow. Phew. ”

A thin line of blood spread down from Jin Chengfan's forehead, and there was no second sword, Han Yu gently withdrew the long sword, but he had just stepped into the condensation realm, and it could be solved with one sword, and the half-step golden body could be easily slaughtered.

A light breeze blew on the battlefield, and Jin Chengfan, who was holding the halberd in his hands and standing still, was pushed by someone, and fell to the ground in two petals very symmetrically, even the halberd in his hand and the white wolf mount under the seat were evenly divided into two parts.