Will the soldiers from the Southern Territory go to rescue Fang Zhengzheng
of course not.
Because the order they received was to cooperate with the demons and surround the Daxia sergeant at the gate of the Han Yuan Department. Therefore, they may not necessarily obey the orders of the young master of the demons, but at least they will not deliberately disobey them.
However, these Southern Territory soldiers who emerged from the Wind Valley do not represent the thoughts of all Southern Territory warriors.
If there is an army at the gate of the Han Yuan Tribe, it can cross the nearly 50,000 sergeants of Daxia and the hundreds of thousands of troops in the Southern Territory without encountering any obstruction...
That was undoubtedly the five hundred silver-horned wolf cavalry led by Teng Shisheng.
The sergeants of Daxia saw with their own eyes that Fang Zhengzheng led the Silver-horned Wolf Cavalry and defeated the Wind Valley Tianxian Peak. How could they take action against the Silver-horned Wolf Cavalry
The soldiers in the Southern Territory are even more incompetent, because the Silver Horned Wolf Cavalry is the most elite cavalry in the Southern Territory and represents the majesty of Princess Shan Yu.
From the moment the Daxia sergeants were surrounded and the Southern Territory soldiers appeared, Teng Shisheng had been like an outsider and made no sound.
Because no one would hit him at all.
Even if there are a bunch of Daxia sergeants and a group of Southern Territory soldiers standing next to him, he can rest assured that the matter is irrelevant and hang high.
Of course, if we want to talk about what Teng Shisheng was doing during this period, then the only thing he did was to silently follow Fang Zhengyi.
Like a wolf, a wolf biding its time.
The battle between Fang Zhengzheng and Nangong Hao was very dangerous, and Teng Shisheng did not take any action. Then, Fang Zhengzheng was knocked unconscious by Yan Xiu's palm. This was the best time.
However, Yan Xiu fought tooth and nail to protect him, so when this opportunity came...he did not take action either.
Further back, Fang Zhengzheng defeated the Shikou after waking up and fought with Wuji again. As Tengshi, who only had the strength of the Huiguang realm, he couldn't make a move even if he wanted to.
wait!
He has been waiting.
Until Fangzheng rushed up the cliff of Fenggu Mountain, he never gave up, waiting silently, waiting quietly. Of course, he could not stand too far away.
Therefore, when Fang Zhengzheng rushed up the Fenggu Cliff, the position he chose was naturally at the foot of the cliff. He could see Fang Zhengzheng's position as soon as he looked up.
is it hard
It is indeed very difficult for others, but if it is the Silver Horned Wolf Cavalry, it is not difficult, because all the soldiers in the Southern Territory will consciously give way to a road that is large enough for them to pass through.
In fact, this does have something to do with the identity of the Silver Horned Wolf Rider, but it is not completely unrelated to the Silver Horned Rider they sat down on.
after all…
No one wants to get too close to a silver-horned wolf with fangs.
Therefore, when the five hundred silver-horned wolves ride there and stop, a small circle with a radius of two meters will naturally form around them.
Teng Shisheng waited for a long time.
Even though he felt that hope was quite slim, he still did not give up, because he was riding a silver-horned wolf, so he had the wolf nature in him.
The wolfish nature of clinging to the prey and refusing to let go.
"Ouch!" A high-pitched beast roar sounded at this time, and at the same time, a huge figure jumped high under the gaze of countless pairs of eyes.
The figure jumped very high. At least, when the figure jumped up, almost all eyes could see it clearly.
Next...
The figure landed and instantly turned into a running shadow. Without even a moment's hesitation, it rushed directly into the wind valley. Behind this shadow, there were hundreds of similarly tall figures.
"Ouch!"
"Ouch!"
A sound of beast roars sounded, they were Silver Horned Wolf Riders.
Sluggishness, silence!
For a moment, there was no sound in the sky except for the roars of these beasts, thunder, heavy rain, and the roar from the cliffs of the Wind Valley.
Of course they could clearly see who that figure leaping high was.
Tengshisheng!
The captain of the Five Hundred Silver Horned Wolf Cavalry.
They are heroes and warriors in the eyes of the soldiers in the Southern Territory, but as they see it, isn't Teng Shisheng a warrior in the Southern Territory? Why would he save Fang Zhengzheng
This is the first question that flashes in the minds of all the soldiers in the Southern Territory, and the second question is, where will Teng Shisheng take Fang Zhengzheng
Why did he lead five hundred silver-horned wolf riders towards the entrance of Wind Valley
No one will answer their questions.
Naturally, Teng Shisheng would not answer. He just shouted loudly to the soldiers around him: "Get out of the way, quickly, get out of the way!"
From the tone of voice, they could tell that Teng Shisheng seemed very anxious.
In fact, Teng Shisheng was indeed very anxious, because although he succeeded, he was not sure that he could escape.
"Yo!" A clear cry lit up above Teng Shisheng's head, and a huge black shadow hovered above his head.
"Put down that shameless guy!" Pingyang's voice came from the Snow Scale Wind Eagle.
"Don't worry about her, run away!" Teng Shisheng gave the order directly to the silver-horned wolf riders behind him without even thinking, because his real mission was to get the lower body upright.
As for Binh Duong…
There is no need to worry at all, because the wind valley is very narrow, not narrow enough for the Snow-scaled Wind Eagle to dive completely. Then, the only thing Pingyang can do is to hover above their heads. .
"Yes!" Five hundred silver-horned wolf riders responded in unison.
Tens of thousands of soldiers from the Southern Region got out of the way. They were unable to stop the Silver-horned Wolf Cavalry because they all knew very well that the Silver-horned Wolf Cavalry would only listen to one person's orders.
That person's name is...
Mountain rain!
…
At the gate of the Han Yuan Tribe, nearly 50,000 Daxia sergeants and hundreds of thousands of soldiers from the Southern Territory were still standing there in a daze, because the scene just happened so fast.
It was so fast that they didn't even react.
But the fact is that Fang Zhengzheng was rescued by Teng Shisheng, and at this moment, he was running away quickly towards the entrance of the Wind Valley.
"We have fallen into the hands of the Southern Territory, Father, what should we do now?" Xing Qingsui looked at Xing Yuanguo with a look of deep worry.
"At least it is better than falling into the hands of the demons. Take down the Hanyuan tribe first. As long as this battle can be won, the southern region will no longer be an enemy." Xing Yuanguo's eyes turned cold. As the commander of the first army, his only All you can do is be calm and rational.
"Understood!" Xing Qing nodded.
He could see the demon clan's determination to kill Fang Zhengzheng, but perhaps it was precisely because of this that Fang Zhengzheng was valuable in the hands of the Southern Territory.
So…
At least until the value is achieved, Fang Zhengzheng's life should not be in danger.
"Kill!" the order came from Xing Yuanguo's mouth.
"kill!"
"kill!"
“…”
Nearly 50,000 Daxia sergeants, as well as the Poshan Army and the Dragon Guards all moved again at this moment. They all turned towards the gate of Han Yuan Tribe and rushed towards them crazily.
The soldiers in the southern region began to resist.
However, without their leader, how could they organize a perfectly coordinated defense as before
…
On the cliff of Fenggu, Yun Qingwu looked at the figure being carried by Teng Shisheng. She had been watching from the moment Teng Shisheng jumped up. Now, Teng Shisheng rushed into Fenggu, and she still look in.
Dozens of demon elites, as well as Bai Xing and Wu Ji are now looking at Yun Qingwu, because they are waiting for Yun Qingwu's order.
However, Yun Qingwu did not give an order.
After kicking Fang Zhengzheng down, he never spoke a word again.
The rain-like sword light stopped at this moment.
However, the heavy rain still did not stop, a gust of wind blew up, blowing a white skirt and a pink skirt, as bright as two flowers in the rain on the cliff of the wind valley.
"Aren't you going to chase her?" Yun Qingwu finally spoke. She seemed to be talking to herself, but all the demons could tell that Yun Qingwu's mood was not very stable.
"I don't want you to chase him." At this time, Chi Guyan's eyes were also looking at the figure who was quickly moving away in the wind valley, and then at the snow-scaled wind eagle that was hovering in the sky.
"So that's it, I understand." Yun Qingwu followed the direction Chi Guyan was looking and saw the Snow Scale Wind Eagle in the sky, and then she seemed to understand something.
"Are you leaving?" Chi Guyan looked back at Yun Qingwu.
"Yes, can you leave?"
"I won't leave just yet."
"If you don't leave now, it may not be easy to leave later."
"What happens in the future can only be determined if it actually happens and is seen." Chi Guyan's expression remained unchanged as always, as calm as water.
"Then... we'll see." Yun Qingwu nodded lightly, then turned around and walked down the cliff.
"We'll see." Chi Guyan also nodded without any intention of holding back.
…
When a battle loses its leader and the formation is dispersed, the defeat is actually basically doomed. The warriors of the Southern Territory are not afraid of death.
But who really wants to die
After the leading generals of the Southern Territory were chopped off their horses one by one, the soldiers of the Southern Territory finally entered a situation of defeat, and the gate of the Han Yuan Tribe was finally captured by the Mountain Breaking Army.
Nearly 50,000 Daxia soldiers rushed into the Han Yuan Tribe, while hundreds of thousands of soldiers from the Southern Territory were ruthlessly locked outside the gate of the Han Yuan Tribe.
At this time, the soldiers in the Southern Territory have two choices.
One is to continue to guard the gate of the Han Yuan Tribe, and the other is to withdraw from the Wind Valley and then withdraw from the Han Yuan Tribe.
It is almost conceivable that the second option was decided upon without much discussion, because there was no possibility of them choosing the first option.
No food!
This is the most realistic factor.
Is it possible that the soldiers who rushed out from the Han Yuan tribe rushed out with food? Only a fool would push a grain cart to sneak attack Daxia sergeants.
The soldiers who came from Wind Valley also had no food.
In other words, the food they brought was just enough for three meals a day. After all, they also came for a sneak attack, and they did it from behind.
Speaking of food...
There is a lot of food in the Han Yuan tribe.
So why should they bring too much
One side has no food, but the other side has enough food to last two or three years. This confrontation naturally becomes meaningless, and retreat becomes the best decision.
"withdraw!"
With the orders from the remaining generals, this mighty war finally came to an end. It was a war with a fierce process and a tragic ending.
One by one, the soldiers from the Southern Territory carried corpses wearing rattan armor on their backs.
Some of those corpses were beyond recognition, and some were mutilated. However, the Southern Territory's warrior queens did not let go of any corpse wearing rattan armor, even an arm wearing rattan armor.
because…
This is the Southern Territory.
It is a southern region where a large number of ferocious beasts are raging. A warrior can die on the battlefield, but he cannot become food for the ferocious beasts.
This is the Southern Territory, a territory full of blood and simplicity.
They are brave, and they do not give up on their companions who are fighting together, even if they are defeated, even if the heavy rain makes their bodies feel cold.
The retreat of the Southern Territory was not too fast. On the contrary, it could be said to be very slow.
After the hundreds of thousands of troops from the Southern Territory had truly retreated, the gate of Han Yuan Tribe was opened again, and wooden carts were pushed out one by one, followed by the corpses of soldiers wearing armor.
Different from the Southern Region, in addition to loading corpses, they would also collect the armor, spears, and black spears scattered on the ground.
As an army fighting in a foreign land.
In addition to recovering the bodies of their compatriots, Daxia's sergeants must also save resources, enough to allow them to continue fighting.
Then, armor, spears, and black spears are essential!
This is war.
A cruel war is cruel whether you lose or win.
Dark night gradually fell, and the heavy rain finally subsided.
Small streams appeared on the moist land, and the smell of blood filled the air, lingering for a long time, even after the rain had stopped.
"Woo!" A clear horn sounded.
Balls of flames rose in the Han Yuan tribe. They were the lights that carried the souls of the foreign soldiers back to their hometowns. They slowly rose from the Han Yuan tribe and floated toward the sky.
"War, another war, a cruel war!" A voice sounded in the dark night, looking a little angry and sad.
However, the location of this sound was at the gate of Han Yuan Tribe, not inside the city of Han Yuan Tribe, so it seemed a bit strange in this dark night.
"The war is over when the adults are here." Another voice soon sounded, but this voice seemed somewhat flattering, and also carried a certain kind of superior pride.
"Well, go ask the soldiers guarding the city to open the door!" A figure slowly walked out of the darkness and came to the gate of Han Yuan Tribe. He looked at the bright red blood stains around him and frowned.
"Yes!" Another figure also came out at this time. It was a middle-aged man wearing bright armor. His eyes were slightly narrowed and he looked up at the tall city gate in front of him, with a hint of arrogance on his face.
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