The sun was scorching in the sky, and there was an unpleasant smell of blood outside the Wind and Rain Pass. The moat of Fengyu Pass has long been blood red, but the ground outside Fengyu Pass is also stained with blood. You can imagine how tragic battles took place here.
Outside Fengyu Pass, inside the Ming army camp.
General Wang Lao and Hong Zhu were worrying in the command camp: they were indeed very fast at first, and when they arrived outside Fengyu Pass, there were only the original 80,000 cavalry in Fengyu Pass (20,000 died during the siege). At that time, the two men immediately decided to attack the city. The Yuanmeng cavalry in Fengyu Pass also knew the power of the million-strong Ming Dynasty army outside.
They did not go to war, all they did was hold on. Relying on the hardships of the Wind and Rain Pass, the elites of 80,000 Yuanmeng risked their lives to withstand the crazy attack of the Ming Dynasty army.
After a day of bloody fighting, reinforcements from various tribes of Yuanmeng arrived one after another. Yuanmeng's military strength immediately increased greatly. General Wang, who knew that Yuanmeng's soldiers were powerful, had already established defenses at Fengyu Pass. At this time, seeing the surge in power of the Yuan-Meng army, they immediately retreated behind the fortifications, preparing to rely on defense to prevent the Yuan-Meng army from attacking the interior.
General Wang's tactics were correct. The death ratio between defense and offense remained at 1:2. Of course, this was due to the strength of the Yuan-Mongolian army.
"Hong Zhu, it's embarrassing for our Ming Dynasty to be huddled here now, isn't it?" General Wang asked with a smile to Hong Zhu beside him.
Hong Zhu is about 1.73 meters tall and slightly fat. He doesn't like to communicate with others. He is a standard person who can't be found in a crowd. However, the strategies he used in battle may seem naive, but they often have miraculous results. This is why he was able to become a general.
When Hong Zhu heard General Wang's words, he smiled slightly and said: "Well... Marshal, you are humble. The first purpose of our coming here is to prevent the Yuanmeng army from entering the interior. The second one is to seize the Fengyu Pass. Now the Yuanmeng army has the same number of troops as us, and the Yuanmeng people's attack power is slightly stronger than ours on average. If we go to attack the city again, we are looking for death. For a fortified city like Fengyuguan, the number of deaths during the siege is at least that of the defending troops. Five times.”
Hong Zhu took a deep breath and continued: "Even now our defenses can cost the Yuanmeng people twice the casualties. It can be seen that defense is far simpler than attacking the city. What we have to do now is not to let the Yuanmeng people suffer People come in.”
General Wang smiled and nodded. He was very satisfied with Hong Zhu: he was careful, cautious, and resourceful. The only thing that disappointed General Wang was that Hong Zhu was too taciturn. Everything is stuffy in his stomach, maybe this is the reason why Hong Zhu is careful.
"Beep—" the horn sounded.
General Wang and Hong Zhu looked at each other and couldn't help but smile bitterly: "This Yuanmeng people are really not afraid of death. They are coming to attack again." The two people immediately walked out of the tent.
"Warriors of the Geer Tribe, now is your chance to make meritorious deeds, everyone, rush!" A Yuanmeng warrior who was extremely thin, but had eyes like hawks, shouted loudly with sufficient internal strength.
"Oh~~~~~~~" A large group of Yuan Meng's warriors howled, waving their scimitars and charging towards the Ming army.
Hong Zhu suddenly frowned and said: "Marshal, these are soldiers from the Geer tribe. The Geer tribe is the first tribe of Yuanmeng. The soldiers' attacks are also the strongest. It is estimated that the defense will be very difficult this time."
General Wang nodded and said: "Well... you are right, but don't worry about it. There are still many people I have arranged to resist, and they are divided into several echelons."
"Two marshals, are you sure about this defense?" A clear and crisp voice sounded, as clear and sweet as the voice of a lark.
Hong Zhu and General Wang immediately turned around and looked at the heroic princess in front of them. General Wang smiled and said: "Princess, don't worry, we are very confident."
Le Yue didn't say anything, but looked at the Yuanmeng Army and the Ming Army who were attacking each other. It was obvious that the Yuanmeng Army looked very arrogant and imposing, while the Ming Army could only huddle inside the fortifications.
General Wang's face also became extremely solemn: The power of this group of Yuanmeng troops was so powerful that they actually shrunk the defending Yuanmeng army from attacking.
"Brother Lang Feng, can you go and help them?" Le Yue said coquettishly to Lang Feng beside her.
A smile immediately appeared on Lang Feng's face, and he would unconditionally agree to any of Le Yue's requests. General Wang and Hong Zhu on the side immediately burst into smiles when they saw that Lang Feng was going to fight. Wolf Feng's powerful attack had been fully demonstrated a few days ago.
A man can kill five thousand people without being hurt at all. This record says it all.
"Le Yue, don't run around here, I'm going!" Lang Feng smiled and immediately rushed forward. Le Yue looked at Lang Feng's back and felt a faint sense of security in her heart. "It would be great if he were my biological eldest brother!" Le Yue pouted and thought to herself. Whenever she saw Lang Feng's concerned eyes, Le Yue felt like an older brother.
Lang Feng looked at the large number of Yuan Meng warriors in front of him, with a sneer emerging from the corner of his mouth.
"Buzz-"
With the sound of the sword, a simple horse-cutting sword appeared in Lang Feng's hand. Lang Feng gently stroked the blade: This sword was made by Zhang Xingfeng for Lang Feng with the secret sky stone. At that time, Lang Feng His skill has not yet reached the golden elixir stage, so it is perfect to use this horse-killing sword.
Now facing these Yuan Meng people in front of me, it is not worthwhile to use the 'Blue Blood' (this is the name given by Lang Feng himself) in his body to cultivate both human and weapon. This horse-killing sword made of secret sky stone is very good.
Lang Feng narrowed his eyes slightly.
"call!"
Afterimage!
An afterimage kept flashing in the camp of Yuanmeng warriors. Each afterimage was accompanied by a sword light, and each sword light took away a puff of blood...
Chaos immediately began in the camp of the Yuanmeng warriors. The attack formation also began to loosen up.
A big man from Yuanmeng who looked like an army officer shouted: "Don't mess up the position, he is alone!" As he said that, the officer's figure flashed and he also leaned towards Lang Feng. Seeing the officer's movement, you knew that this officer was a top expert. .
"Blood red handprints!" Lang Feng's eyes opened slightly, and a cold light flashed away. Lang Feng still knew a little about the handprints of Tantric Buddhism. The masters of the highest realm known now - the realm of Nascent Soul, can issue transparent handprints. Masters in the realm of gods can issue black handprints. Masters in the Heaven Realm can produce blood-red but also faint black handprints. The first-grade master is a gorgeous blood red.
It was obvious that the person in front of him was a first-level expert or higher. It was not ruled out that this person had retained his strength.
"The first sword technique of interception and killing is to split the Hua Mountain!"
Lang Feng roared violently, and his figure suddenly rose to an extremely high place, then suddenly fell, and his sword slashed towards Yuan Meng's officer with a strong sword light.
"Hmph!" Officer Yuanmeng seemed to see how powerful Lang Feng was, and suddenly snorted coldly. His body shape suddenly changed, and he was vaguely phantom, and he didn't know who he was. This trick was broken simply.
Lang Feng took advantage of the situation and changed from a slash to a horizontal slash, and the dragon chanted: "The third form of the interception and killing sword technique is hell-hell-thousand-catastrophes!"
The move "Hell of Ten Thousand Tribulations" showed great power in Lang Feng's hands. Wave after wave of knives struck officer Yuan Meng seemingly endlessly.
Officer Yuan Meng was frightened. Seeing the endless attacks one after another like ocean waves, the confidence in his heart was not only deflated, but as a top expert, he knew that he could not give up. Once he gave up, there would be only one result. -die!
"Seal of Essence and Blood!" Officer Yuan Meng growled with a ruthless look on his face.
Suddenly, Officer Yuanmeng's hands turned red, as if blood was flowing. As Officer Yuan Meng's fingers changed, his hands became increasingly red.
"Poof!" Officer Yuan Meng spit out a mouthful of blood.
Suddenly, a bloody handprint appeared on both hands that was much thicker than before. The most important thing was that the handprint was already a faint black color. The blood from Officer Yuanmeng's mouth fell on the bloody handprint.
The bloody handprint immediately glowed brightly, and for a while, the surrounding area of 100 meters was shrouded in red light. Lang Feng's expression was solemn, and he did not notice that Officer Yuanmeng had retreated at this time.
Lang Feng wanted to retreat, but he felt the faint restraint of the blood handprint on him. Although he could break free from this restraint quickly, by the time he broke free, the blood handprint had already attacked.
There is no way to retreat, only to attack!
"The most powerful secret of the Killing Sword Technique is to open up the sky and open up the earth!"
lightning!
bright!
The red gas mask completely disappeared, everyone around was stunned, their heads seemed to be frozen, and the gorgeous and brilliant scene just now was still playing back.