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"Wangjun is nice, with beautiful mountains and clear waters."
By the river of Tuoling, a general, surrounded by a group of soldiers, looked at him from a distance and said, his face was energetic, but his eyes were still tired.
Behind him, there was a lot of noise in front of the willow forest on the river beach. Horses were sneezing, soldiers were pacing on the ground, armor and weapons were clashing, and they were joking with each other.
"There are seven thousand soldiers and horses in Wangjun." A scout introduced to the general, "The governor of the county, Gaoyang, is kind, and the commander Huang Jiang is cautious."
The general smiled: "Kindness and prudence are both good qualities. We have come so far, so we can have a big meal."
The soldiers around him also laughed.
¡°Let¡¯s attack the city first and make a fuss to keep their energy and blood active.¡±
"If we just besiege the city without attacking, we will make them skin tight and fleshy."
"This is called slow-cooking, and it tastes delicious."
"Do you need to send some people to go around and say hello to them first?"
"They knew we were coming without saying hello."
They discussed it easily and then asked for instructions.
"We will set up camp and rest first to recharge our spirits."
There is a difference between prudence and prudence. The caution of Commander Wangjun is cowardice, while his prudence is vigilance. The general looked around: "Have all Wangjun's soldiers and horses been checked? How many are stationed outside the city?"
A soldier laughed and said: "There is nothing to fear from the skirmishers outside the city. They are guarding the small formation and will not easily come out to help even if they receive orders. Not to mention that when there is no order, they will huddle up and pretend not to know that we are coming. .¡±
The scout agreed with him.
Most of the people I met along the way were like this. The general nodded and raised his hand to indicate setting up camp. The noise behind him became even louder. The soldiers began to remove their armor, and the tired horses were also relieved of their burdens.
The general raised his arms and the soldiers around him began to remove his armor. The scout suddenly thought of something.
"However," he said, "many brothers who were exploring the path were killed in the previous section. Some survivors said they encountered a group of skirmishers. They were dressed strangely"
"What kind of strange dress?" the general asked, turning around and suddenly stopping talking.
His bloodshot eyes suddenly narrowed, and a white figure appeared in his sight. Among them was a tall figure who seemed to suddenly emerge from the ground. He was holding a crossbow in a white robe.
There was a pop.
The scout who stood in front of him and spoke widened his eyes and spat out blood. The rest of his words turned into hiccups, and he fell to his knees, then fell headlong.
"My lord, be careful!"
"There is an enemy attack!"
The soldiers immediately surrounded the general and retreated. The soldiers who had just taken off their armor hurriedly put it on, or picked up their weapons without caring about putting them on. The horses eating fodder were neighing and being pulled .
The swishing rain of arrows rushed from the front, screams rang out in the noisy camp, and the unprepared soldiers fell over.
Blood and arrows caused the camp here to roar again, and the armor was raised temporarily as they were caught off guard. The attack of the arrow rain ended at this time, but the fighting had just begun.
After the rain of arrows, soldiers wearing white robes and light armor rushed over shouting and holding shields and weapons.
The general retreated into the forest under cover. He could clearly see the leader, a young white-robed general, moving his spear forward and backward. In the blink of an eye, two soldiers were pierced through the throat and fell to the ground.
The general recognized that this was the one who shot through the scout first with an arrow. He also understood what the scout meant. Daxia's military uniforms did not have white ones. These people were obviously Daxia officers and soldiers, but they wore white robes.
This is not a banquet in a garden, nor is it admiring flowers and scenery. On a bright spring day, after being hit with a knife and a gun, the conspicuous white robe is splattered with blood, which is very dazzling and strange.
The white robe rolled with swords and guns, and jumped into Fan Yang's army, which was gradually awakening and boiling.
Fan Yang's army, which had never been attacked before, roared angrily. A strong military man from Fan Yang, who was not even wearing armor, smashed the hammer in his hand at the white-robed soldier who was rushing towards him. The thin soldier was immediately smashed. Half a head.
The fierce counterattack turned into an attack. The heavy hammer and long knife made a horrifying sound on the body. Every time it fell, there was a scream, and flesh and blood flew everywhere. The quiet river water was splashed by the fallen human body, and the water splashed on the body. Bright red in sunlight.
The soldiers in white robes were like minced meat among more than 2,000 soldiers and horses.
A trace of pride flashed in the eyes of the general who stood back and watched, but the next moment he was filled with surprise and suspicion.
With such a fierce fighting, the Daxia soldiers and horses who were watching in the past would immediately run away, but at this moment, the white-robed soldiers who were among them seemed invisible.
Not only can¡¯t I see it, I can¡¯t feel the physical pain.
A Fan Yang soldier with a long sword roared and cut off the spear of the white-robed soldier. The sword fell on the white-robed soldier's neck and blood gushed out. However, the white-robed soldier reached out and grabbed the long knife, and blood gushed out from his crooked neck. , screamed in pain and couldn't make a sound, just stared at Fan Yangbing fiercely with one eye.
Fan Yangbing tried hard to withdraw his sword, but the half-dead white-robed soldier never let go. In this gap, three white-robed soldiers beside him picked up Fan Yangbing with their spears.
The majestic Fan Yangbing fluttered like a fish on the spear a few times, and was thrown off and hit two Fan Yangbing. This ferocity made the crowd surrounding the white-robed soldiers move away.
This kind of battle is not one or two people, but anyone. The general could see with his naked eyes that the lineup was being torn apart. He cursed and held his long knife. At this moment, the sound of horse hooves came from the woods behind him. He turned around in surprise, seeing clouds of white robes in the dark green forest
"My lord, they still have reinforcements!" the soldiers exclaimed.
The branches and leaves in the forest were covered with dust and smoke stirred up by horse hooves, and the white robes were unknown.
"Let's retreat," the soldiers shouted.
As soon as the word "retreat" was spoken, the nearby Fan Yang soldiers were immediately deflated and were immediately killed again.
The general¡¯s expression changed: ¡°We can¡¯t retreat! They don¡¯t have that many people! This is an illusion!¡±
He waved the long knife in his hand to jump into the formation, but a white figure flew past the torn hole in the formation.
With a choking sound, the spear and the sword collided together. The general took a step back. The spear fell to the ground, supporting the leaping white robe, and the young and handsome face broke into the general's sight.
I just saw his handsome figure before. Now I look at the face. This face and white robe suddenly have no weird, and it is not surprising. Such a young boy should wear such clothes
A strange thought occurred to the general, and then he narrowed his eyes and shouted: "Who are you!"
"Someone, Xiang Nan." Xiang Nan said, turning his waist, a spear came like a snake.
Who has not heard of Xiang Nan? The general stopped asking and waved his sword to fight. The weapons collided and fire flew everywhere.
The clanging weapons struck, and the spears and knives fought for four or five times. The two figures met and separated, and the spears were bounced away. Xiang Nan's figure immediately retreated with the spears, and the general's sword followed closely behind, roaring and slashing. It struck down and narrowly missed the top of Xiang Nan's hair.
The black-banded wooden hairpin that bound her hair was broken, and her long hair was flying.
The officer¡¯s long sword was held back in mid-air and he could cut the young man in half with just one turn of the sword. But just when the corner of his mouth curled up into a sinister smile, a cold light flashed in his long flying hair, and the spear came to his eyes.
how? The general's eyes suddenly widened With a pop, the spear penetrated his throat.
The general's long sword instantly fell to the ground. The support of the spear that penetrated his throat made him lean forward, and his eyes fell. The white-robed young man in front knelt on one knee, without looking back or turning. He only held the weapon with both hands and grabbed it backwards.
The flying long hair fell down like a waterfall on the young man's back. The general's eyes also dropped and closed, and his head did not move at all.
The soldiers who followed let out howls of fright and fury, and when they were about to pounce, the soldiers and horses in the forest behind them were already approaching. The raised hoofs of the horses trampled them over, and the condescending long swords cut off their heads.
Xiang Nan took back his spear, stood up, turned around, and looked in front of him. He was now a white-robed soldier strangulating Fan Yangbing.
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The river water returned to calm, and the water passed over the corpses in it, happily washing away the blood stains, but the flies could not be washed away, and the smell of blood was nauseating.
The county guard Wang Gaoyang did not vomit. He had seen this kind of scene after months of war, but at this moment he was still shocked, because he had only seen his own people being killed before, and he had never seen so many casualties. Rebels.
He raised his head and looked at the white-robed young man by the river who was concentrating on washing his spear with the river water.
"You, who are you?" he asked.
Xiang Nan turned around and said, "Taiyuan Mansion, Xiang Nan."
Huang Jiang, the leader who was looking at the killed General Fan Yang at his feet, raised his head when he heard this and wanted to add something, but he saw the blood stains on the white-robed young general and the corpses on the ground .
The question is who did this, who bravely killed the enemy, and who is he?
Huang Jiang moved his lips and nodded: "Yes, sir, I told you, his name is Xiang Nan." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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