Something Happened to Dimon (22)

Soon, the three huge flying boats pierced the night sky and flew over the dense forest.

Suddenly, there was a "bang" of cannons, "whoosh", and countless feathered arrows flew out of the dense forest, and there were more than a dozen giant crossbows, each of which was the thickness and length of ten zhang surrounded by two people, enough to easily overturn any of them.

"Boom, boom", the three flying boats capsized and fell down one after another. Countless sergeants were thrown out of the boat like pouring beans, and they were suddenly shot into hedgehogs by the dense rain of arrows.

The dozen or so eagles in charge of guarding and the sergeants on their backs had fallen one by one under the impact of the first round of arrow rain.

"Bang, bang, bang", the three flying boats fell to the ground one after another, and the monks who were not killed struggled to climb out of the wreckage of the flying boats one by one, but they immediately attracted a round of dense arrow rain, so they had to huddle in the wreckage and wail for help.

"Burn!" among the sergeants in ambush, one of the armored generals ordered. Suddenly, rockets rained down on the wreckage of the flying boat, and some sergeants who didn't want to be burned alive rushed out desperately, but they died under the arrow curtain in an instant.

"Crackling, crackling" The fire on the wreckage of the flying boat gradually grew, and the wailing finally stopped, at this moment, through the blazing firelight, everyone saw clearly that those sergeants who died on the ground turned out to be the same as them, all of them were dressed in Dimen clothes, but each person's arm was tied with a thin belt of Ming Emperor's color.

"Hmph, this is what happens to the rebels!" the armored general ordered: "Quickly clean up the battlefield and return to the central fort." Ladies and gentlemen, this is only their vanguard, and the real fierce battle will only come after dawn. Everyone, hurry back and rest!"

Naturally, the three scout eagles that flew over everyone's heads before were also gone!

This is the first opportunity, if you come a little late, the one who is ambushed at this moment will only be the sons of the helmsman of Dimen.

Looking at these Di Men disciples in front of him who had been bewitched and rebelled by Di Wuying, but now they were killed in the forest, the armored general wiped the sweat on his forehead and didn't know whether it was cold sweat or hot sweat, and he couldn't help but have mixed feelings in his heart.

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There was a reason why the helmsman had made a long run to the Hub.

Because, for a long time, Di Men has relied on the expansion of the Juli Country, and has already projected the power of the sect to all regions of the country.

However, after all, Dimen is only a sect of cultivating immortals, not a separatist force, let alone a country within a country. In addition to the gathering of disciples from the main altar, the branch altars everywhere have always been careful to maintain the scale of hundreds of people in the big altar and dozens of people in the small altar.

Only in this way can it not arouse the disgust and suppression of the court of Juli Kingdom, and can it ensure the longevity of Dimen.

However, in the past 100 years, in order to strengthen the confrontation with the Great Qianguo in the east, the Juli State has continued to exert force on the eastern border, and the Corps War Department has gathered one after another.

In order to better train the combat units of these Juli countries on the front line, at the invitation of the Juli court, Di Men began to strengthen the altar on the eastern border. As a result, these remote small altars, which should have only had dozens of people, gradually grew stronger.

After decades of continuous development, some of the sub-altars now have a number of one or two thousand, and even if they are small, there are three or five hundred people.

However, after all, this is a border land, and with the increasing number of people, in order to ensure the safety of the disciples of the Dimen on the front line of the border, more and more branch altars began to build military forts, and the central fort is one of them.

Of course, compared to Di Wuying's base camp, this fort is not the largest one, the reason why it is called the center, that is, this fort is located from the south to the north, from the east to the west of the throat, and Di Men here has a lot of material hoarding, no matter who, once occupy this fort, it can be said that the advance and retreat are well-founded, offensive and defensible, and almost can occupy the initiative in the entire pattern.

However, all of this is for the inside of Dimon. As the ruler of the Juli Kingdom, as long as you don't raise an army and make a rebellion, of course the court is unwilling and inconvenient to meddle in the internal affairs of these Xiuzhen sects, it's just pretending not to know.

After the failure of the public examination a few days ago, Di Wuying fled all the way, and naturally the first choice was to return to his lair to rectify the soldiers and horses in order to make a comeback. In his mind, although he was defeated, then the old eighty percent of the Yan family in the general altar was dead, and although the life and death of the eldest brother Di Wuyang were unknown, he was not much different from the dead, as long as he still had the elite in his hands, he could completely re-deal Di Men from the outside in one fell swoop.

However, he never expected that the pursuers of the Dimen General Altar to quell the rebellion would come so quickly, and this would lead to the defeat of the three flying boats at this time.

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In the afternoon of that day, more than a dozen huge flying boats, surrounded by dozens of nine-headed eagles, slowly descended five miles away from the central fort.

Each flying boat can carry at least 500 monks, and at this time, groups of people walked out of the boat, and the black pressure gave people a sense of boundless oppression.

A hundred feet outside the central fortress, 5,000 Dimen monks were already meditating in five small formations in a loose field-shaped structure, but they were silent and lifeless, as if they had turned a deaf ear to the arrival of the overwhelming enemy.

"Pass my order, everyone is in a team, just run over it. Di Wuying stood on the bow of one of the largest flying boats, looking at the thin army formation of the main altar in the distance, and said with disdain.

In terms of formation, in Dimen, he is not conceited under anyone, and since he was assigned to the frontier by his father, this guy has been dealing with the military array all the year round, and in terms of actual combat, the entire Dimen is unsurpassed.

It was precisely because of this conceit that he did not hesitate to choose to send monks to infiltrate the examination room and set up the formation during the last public examination incident. To be honest, that day, if there was no Fang someone's sideways intervention, the whole development of the situation would have progressed according to the pace he had envisioned at the beginning.

It's a pity, as the old saying goes, the sky doesn't allow lice to grow up, he calculates everything, but how can he calculate that there will be a direction before the critical time?

This time, since he was determined to win with military strength, since he had come to the field he was most familiar with, and since he was facing only about half of his military strength, how could he not be arrogant and unrestrained?

That is, people have a hard capital!

"The newspaper and the rebels did not move, and they were still in five formations. ”

"Report, the banner of the rebel army is flying, and the leading general is surnamed Yan, who is the deputy envoy of the Governor's Yuan. ”

"Reported, there was no rest of the rebels within twenty miles of the surrounding area. ”

"Report, our army is in formation. ”

One by one, the military reports came like flowing water, and in their mouths, the children of the Dimen General Altar naturally became rebels one by one.

Di Wuying's face became more and more determined. Very well, this time, although I didn't expect you to come so quickly, it was just the right time for the deity to have this opportunity once and for all.

As long as today's battle cuts off the elite of these Dimen General Altars, the road to the General Altar from now on will definitely be a flat river.

Di Wuying's arms shook, and a personal guard stepped forward to put on a golden battle armor for him. The guy moved his arms slightly, and commanded softly, "Beat the drums, march." ”

"Yes. A Chinese officer behind him suddenly waved the command flag in his hand, and in an instant, dozens of war drums beat together, and the sound shook several miles away. 2k reading web