Tuoba Yu roared loudly:
"Stop them... Don't retreat. If anyone retreats, I will..."
"call out……"
An arrow shot over, and Bei Wangchuan finally found the old guy. This arrow made Tuoba Yu roar suddenly.
The arrow hit him right in the throat, but he did not fall down.
He held the arrow shaft in one hand and waved the other hand in the air frantically. It was unclear whether he wanted to grab something or wanted his troops to continue attacking.
"The general is dead...!"
A voice suddenly rang out among the barbarian army. Tuoba Yu's throat made a few hoarse sounds, and he fell to the ground with his eyes wide open.
His eyes were fixed on the endless blue sky.
Under such a blue sky, where he lay was a vast pasture.
This is the land of the deserted country, where he grew up.
One foot stepped on his chest, another foot stepped on his face, and many feet stepped on him. He was trampled into the mud until he was flattened and could not see anything.
The savages retreated like a tide, some walked across the floating bridge, and some jumped directly into the river and swam desperately to the other side.
He Sandao couldn't tell what was going on at all. He only knew how to sing and kill.
He was chasing the defeated savages like the god of death, and he was still singing loudly. His voice must not be pleasant, but to his comrades' ears, it sounded like the sound of nature, but to the enemy's ears, it was a death song.
"Use my hundred points of heat
Shining with thousands of lights!
Be a good man,
Hot blood, hot heart,
Brighter than the sun...!"
He gathered his inner strength and flew straight over Xiaohe. He had no idea that except for Ning Siyan, none of his comrades had caught up with him.
As Ning Siyan was watching with shock, this reckless man charged into the defeated army again with two knives in hand.
It was the first time that Ning Siyan witnessed the cruelty of a battlefield, and the first time she saw such a brave person.
He remembered this guy's name - his name was He Sandao!
Guan Xiaoxi also flew over. That bastard, I couldn’t beat him even if I used all my strength!
He was not jealous, but very envious. That guy was truly born for fighting!
He can't be tired out, can't be beaten to death, and he doesn't care about his life. It's uncomfortable for anyone to be his enemy.
That little landlord from Linzi is good in every way except that he sings really badly.
When the war is over, we have to make him shut up!
The entire Divine Sword army chased the barbarians across the river and fought again. This was already a one-sided massacre. Tuoba Yu had been killed in the battle, and the remaining 200,000 or so barbarians were so frightened by the Divine Sword army that they dared not turn around to fight back.
They ran quickly and returned to the original camp...Where was the camp?
What the hell!
Even the barracks are gone!
War horse, yes, ride on horseback.
Where are the war horses?
Where's my horse?
On the other side of the battlefield, Xu Yunqing and Su Changsheng watched quietly for a while.
“This song is very nice.”
Su Changsheng nodded slightly. "He taught the military song to the Divine Sword First Army. Haven't you heard it before?"
Xu Yunqing shook his head. "I think... I should try to get in touch with him."
"That's as it should be. He has a very good personality and wouldn't be like you think. He won't complain about your leaving. He'll just be happy to see his mother."
"real?"
"This is what my junior brother said. He knows Fu Xiaoguan best, especially the one he has now."
"oh……"
"Want to go and see? He's standing by the river."
Xu Yunqing was silent for a long time, "Wait... until Biancheng comes back."
The two left again. Bei Wangchuan frowned and looked back. The Sun-Shooting Bow was in his hand, and he had even pulled out an iron arrow.
…
…
Without their war horses, the barbarians had nowhere to escape.
A general among the barbarians finally stood up and said, "If you want to survive, fight them!"
Perhaps despair has unleashed their potential, or perhaps they understand their fate.
The remaining hundreds of thousands of barbarians picked up their weapons again and rushed towards the oncoming Divine Sword Army.
The Second Excalibur Army has arrived. They are martial arts masters, and they must snatch this military merit from the First Excalibur Army!
"For the honor of the Second Excalibur Army!"
They took on the enemy, and under the flash of swords and the shadow of sabers, the land was stained red with blood.
The First Army behind them was still singing the military song, and some of them actually learned it and started singing along.
Killing people while singing is a wonderful feeling.
The harsh sound made when the knife cut into the bone and was pulled out could no longer be heard. The blood splattered when the sword was pulled out of the enemy's body seemed to have no fishy smell. It looked like a plum blossom blooming in the snow.
The singing became louder and louder. Feng Xianchu, who had already walked far away, stopped again. He listened carefully until night fell.
The battle there was still going on, but he was looking at the starry sky and thinking a lot.
Go back home.
If the Yi Kingdom still exists, I advise Your Majesty to take the initiative to submit a letter of surrender and become a vassal of the Wu Dynasty!
If the Yi Kingdom no longer exists, then give this team to the Wu Dynasty. Perhaps they will be lucky enough to join the Divine Sword Army.
Amidst the resounding singing, Feng Xianchu's fighting spirit vanished completely. He decided to retire and never wield a sword again.
Two hundred thousand Yi army troops headed towards Gaoque Pass.
More than 50,000 Divine Sword soldiers chased more than 100,000 barbarians towards Cangying City. After resisting for an hour, the barbarians were defeated again.
Xiaoheyuan suddenly became quiet. Only the strong smell of blood in the night wind and the corpses scattered all over the ground told of the brutal war that had taken place here.
The Excalibur Army chased for three days and three nights.
At dusk on March 26, the remaining barbarians fled to the city of Cangying, with only less than 50,000 people left.
The Excalibur Army still has more than 50,000 soldiers.
When Peng Chengwu received the news that the barbarians were coming, he climbed up the city wall and saw the Divine Sword Army slaughtering the last barbarians!
He was extremely shocked!
The Divine Sword Army actually defeated the 500,000-strong Savage Army with only 90,000 soldiers!
The barbarians did not return in an organized manner as Fu Xiaoguan had originally expected, but returned in a panic, having abandoned their weapons and armor.
In other words, these barbarians were not trying to return to support the barren court, but were killed by the Divine Sword Army and had no way to escape!
He took a deep breath but closed his eyes.
If we had followed Fu Xiaoguan's strategy and cooperated with him, the northern border army would have made a great name for themselves in this battle!
But now, in the eyes of Emperor Xuan, he had violated his will.
In the eyes of the soldiers on the northern border, he was the cold-blooded general who abandoned the pass, the city, and millions of Xinzhou people.
This is probably what human sorrow is all about.
"Order……"
"All soldiers, go out of the city and kill the enemy!"
The gates of Cangying City opened, and two hundred thousand border troops rushed out. The remaining barbarians were extremely desperate, and they were all destroyed within the time it took to stick up an incense stick.
Peng Chengwu was not happy at all. He looked at the sunset and made the final decision in his heart.
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