"Waste! Haolian, Zheng Duo, they are all waste!"
After being stunned for a moment, Emperor Zhao immediately flew into a rage: "More than 10,000 people resisted 3,000 people, and they were completely wiped out in such a short time? Haolian and others are simply a disgrace to the military and the country!"
But soon, Emperor Zhao found out that he... was too angry!
"Your Majesty! The vanguard has been completely annihilated, and General Fu Hu has committed suicide! Your Majesty, please move!"
"Your Majesty, the troops outside the city have been defeated, and the enemy is advancing straight in. The situation is extremely urgent. Your Majesty, please move!"
"Your Majesty, General Xue was shot dead by the bandit chief. The Changling army is in disarray and cannot resist the bandits. Your Majesty, please move!"
A series of urgent reports came one after another... At first, Emperor Zhao was still furious, but as time went on, his hands and feet became colder, and a hint of fear could not be suppressed in his eyes...
"Mr. Guo, this..."
Hearing this, Mo Xiang was silent for a moment, and finally sighed: "Your Majesty, I miscalculated... We all underestimated this strange army..."
It was not until this moment that Mo Xiang discovered the biggest flaw in his previous thinking, which was... he did not consider the morale of the army.
As the saying goes, seeing too much is not surprising, but on the contrary, when the "organized air force" that had never appeared in the vast land of China appeared in front of the Zhao army, with powerful bows and crossbows, thousands of arrows were fired at once, leaving the Zhao army to passively take the beating and endure the terrifying suppression from the air at any time...
This creates fear.
Moreover, it is a fear that can spread to the entire army and shake the morale of the troops...
After all, if you look down from the air, you can see the entire Golden City!
Therefore, even if, as Mo Xiang expected, Chu Tianxiao's "air force" could not last long and was forced to land after a short battle after the attack, by then, the defeated army was actually in a suppressed position...
Plus their terrifying elite level...
How could they stop these Zhao troops who were urgently summoned
It was common for the army to be defeated, routed, and have its generals killed one after another.
"Old Master... Now..."
“… Your Majesty, don’t worry. Although the enemy is strong, they only have 3,000 men after all. They have come from afar and should be exhausted by now… Our army only needs to defend the inner city and stop the invading enemy while waiting for the arrival of the Dragon Guards… By then, even if these 3,000 defeated soldiers have three heads and six arms, they will never be able to escape!”
Hearing this, Emperor Zhao showed a frustrated expression: "The bandits are so arrogant, our army is sitting in a strong city, and the garrison troops are several times that of the enemy, but we still have to defend it?"
"… Your Majesty, although our army is large in number, most of them are emergency reinforcements, and there is no real strong army. If we continue to send them out, it will only boost the morale of the enemy army, but it will be of no great use… According to my estimation, even if we use the human tide tactic, if we want to completely destroy this army, we will need at least 15 times the number of miscellaneous troops to surround it, and we must also ensure that it does not collapse when the battle goes against us."
After hearing this, Emperor Zhao frowned and asked, "Is the enemy so strong?"
"Ah..." Mo Xiang shook his head and sighed, without answering, but the expression on his face had already told Emperor Zhao Shao the answer...
"… Elder, I still don't want to defend it. Apart from this, do you have any other good ideas?"
Hearing this, Mo Xiang said, "Then... Your Majesty must send out great practitioners."
Emperor Zhao immediately showed a painful expression on his face, because the price of violating the "Shenzhou Blood Oath" was too heavy...
After all, Emperor Zhao is not a spendthrift. He still has to rely on the Zhao treasury to fight for supremacy in China. How can he squander money recklessly
It’s better not to waste unnecessary resources.
Emperor Zhao didn't have the courage to do that. He gritted his teeth and said, "Old Master, if I dispatch the Young Emperor's army..."
This sentence has not been finished yet.
Suddenly there was a shouting from outside. Judging from the sound, the person shouting should be some distance away. But when those words fell lightly into Zhao Shaodi's ears, it made him furious!
"Young Emperor Zhao! It's already this late, why don't you bring out your Young Emperor Army?"
"Young Emperor Zhao! It's already this late, why don't you bring out your Young Emperor Army?"
"Emperor Zhao..."
Shouts came from far away and then approached, and Emperor Zhao's face turned blue and then purple...
Pull it out for a stroll? What do you think my Young Emperor Army is?!
Since when would the Young Emperor's Army, which roamed across China, be humiliated in such a frivolous tone
This is too much!
This is really too much!
Emperor Zhao, who was already extremely aggrieved, felt a surge of blood rushing to his head when he was provoked by his opponent. He suddenly drew the golden sword from his waist and slashed it fiercely!
"How dare you, a little bandit, be so arrogant! Pass on my order, the Young Emperor's army will be dispatched to slaughter this ignorant group of miscellaneous troops!"
With a roar, Mo Xiang opened his lips slightly, as if he wanted to advise something, but when the words came to his lips, he took them back...
After learning that the defeated army was so elite, Mo Xiang no longer felt that the young emperor's army could completely defeat the other side. Therefore, at this moment, if he was unwilling to dispatch great practitioners, the best strategy would be to hold on, rely on the city screen to block the enemy, and wait for the arrival of 300,000 Dragon Guards.
That's the truth...
But... Looking at the angry look on Emperor Zhao's face, Mo Xiang knew very well that he could no longer listen to anything else...
"... Never mind. Since Your Majesty has this idea, then let the Young Emperor's army come out in full force to dampen the enemy's arrogance..."
Upon hearing this, Young Emperor Zhao showed a look of surprise on his face, and said in a cold voice: "You elders have underestimated my Young Emperor Army! The strength of this army has never been truly known by Shenzhou! Today, I will use the blood of that miscellaneous army to promote my name as Young Emperor!"
Prime Minister Mo remained silent, but Emperor Zhao was in no mood to care about him, so he just gave an order!
More than ten thousand of the young emperor's troops came out in full force!
…
…
Soon after, the front line.
“BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM!”
The Zhao army, which had been killed in pieces by the defeated army, suddenly retreated one after another, and then there was a loud bang!
Rows of elite soldiers wearing golden armor and with stern faces marched forward!
There were only about ten thousand of them, but the noise they made was more shocking than that of tens of thousands of troops!
The footsteps came like countless thunders, hitting the ground!
Waves of terrifying murderous aura emanated from them, and some of the weak Zhao soldiers were frightened by them, trembling all over and unable to move...
They are the Young Emperor's Army, a powerful army that roams across China and is ranked among the top.
They were... approaching.
Wherever they passed, the inner city walls, the residents... they trampled everything along the way and destroyed everything along the way!
Countless Zhao soldiers nearby cooperated and actually... cleared a space for the decisive battle!
When the Zhao army took action, the defeated army did not move either. I don’t know if it was to show respect to the enemy, or... they were tired, or afraid
But the last possibility was rejected by the Zhao army in the blink of an eye... Because they clearly saw that at this moment, a hint of excitement slowly emerged on the faces of the defeated army generals...
That was a kind of... excitement of being about to kill a god and prove his truth!
The burning will to fight was like a flame, igniting in the eyes of the three thousand defeated soldiers!
Chu Tianxiao slowly walked forward, pointed at the powerful army in front of him that was as ferocious as a tiger, and shouted loudly.
"Prodigal sons..."
"What you see before you is the ace force under Emperor Zhao, the Emperor's Army!"
"I have to say, they are really elite."
"But unfortunately..."
Chu Tianxiao raised his right hand, and the fighting spirit in his eyes reached its peak!
"We are a defeated army, and we will destroy the elite!"
"Three thousand defeated armors, tear them apart!"