1530 Sea of ​​Blood, War is Cruel

"Enemy attack!"

"Enemy attack!"

"The Fengling army is coming."

Outside the tent, the soldiers shouted loudly, and at the same time the assembly drums sounded. The soldiers squatting on the ground stood up in an instant, sweeping away their previous laziness, picked up the weapons at their sides, and stood in the team with full energy.

"Doudou, the troops have been lined up, you should go back quickly." Feng Qingchen and the Ninth Prince also walked out. Of course, she would not forget to remind Doudou: "Doudou, a general needs to know how to lead the troops, but a soldier only needs to obey orders. Remember your current identity and don't cause any more trouble."

"Don't worry, even if the Ninth Prince framed me, I will never make a mistake." Doudou marched and disappeared in the tent in a flash.

Feng Qingchen had no time to care about him. The Beiling army arrived half an hour earlier than expected, but they did not receive any news.

"Miss, it was my fault. The spy was killed by Beiling soldiers and the information was replaced." In other words, the intelligence they had received before was wrong.

"Fight according to the plan." Feng Qingchen was glad that they had already made arrangements, otherwise they would definitely panic when facing the sudden attack from the Beiling army.

"Yes." The deputy generals left the camp one after another. Everyone in the camp was in a hurry. Everyone took big steps with a serious look on their faces. They didn't dare to waste even a second.

"Wolf Lord, send a message to Feng Liyou, asking him to speed up the evacuation of the tribe members and take nothing with him except food." She could think of other ways.

"Yes." The Wolf Lord took the order, turned around and walked out.

"General Zhou, give Ouyang a small team of men and let him lead the sneak attack." Doudou is a killer, so it would be best to let him be responsible for the sneak attack.

"clear."

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Feng Qingchen gave a few orders on the spur of the moment, and the soldiers turned around and carried out Feng Qingchen's orders without any hesitation.

The Ninth Prince sat in the corner, not stealing the limelight from Feng Qingchen. He just looked at Feng Qingchen quietly, his black eyes filled with a hint of joy.

In fact, just standing behind her like this is also a happy thing.

The two armies were getting closer and closer. In the last section of the journey, Beiling's soldiers suddenly accelerated. One hundred thousand people fought together. The deafening shouts and screams could break people's eardrums, and the footsteps of one hundred thousand people could make an iceberg shake.

"What a loud noise." Feng Qingchen took a deep breath. She admitted that she was also shocked by the momentum of the Beiling army. Just listening to the sound was scary.

Feng Qingchen stood up and said to the Ninth Uncle in the corner: "I want to go out and take a look."

She was shocked, not to mention the soldiers outside. She needed to go out to stabilize the morale of the troops at this time.

The Ninth Prince frowned for a moment, but finally nodded.

Although the battlefield is dangerous, the commander is protected by layers of guards, and with him behind him, Feng Qingchen will be fine.

On the battlefield, a person wearing red clothes would be a living target. Before Feng Qingchen went out, he deliberately changed into a set of armor.

This set of armor was specially made for her by the Fengli people. It is lighter than ordinary armor. When Feng Qingchen wears it, it does not affect her walking. However, when she walks, she cannot help but take a wide step, and the armor on her body will make a rustling sound.

Just as Feng Qingchen guessed, everyone looked timid when they saw the massive army of Beiling approaching. Only when they saw Feng Qingchen coming out did their expressions look a little better.

"Normal." The Ninth Prince's words made Feng Qingchen feel a lot more at ease. Feng Qingchen smiled and walked towards the war drum.

At this time, these soldiers only had the courage to fight when they saw Feng Qingchen.

"Awoo... Awoo..." The snow wolf sensed the tense atmosphere and when it saw Feng Qingchen, it ran over with a bit of confusion in its eyes.

Obviously, it also felt the danger.

Feng Qingchen reached out and patted its head, silently comforting it: "Follow me."

The Snow Wolf's eyes widened a little more, and he followed Feng Qingchen closely. The Ninth Prince lagged behind by half a step, with only Feng Qingchen in his eyes.

There was a solemn and dignified feeling on the battlefield before the formal fighting. This was Doudou's first time facing a war scene. He felt a little nervous, and his hands holding the sword were sweating slightly.

Doudou was not dissatisfied when he heard that General Zhou had arranged a secret attack for him. He remembered Feng Qingchen's job. A soldier just had to obey orders and not think too much. No matter how good his ideas were, no one would execute them at this time.

On the battlefield, they only need to listen to the orders of one person.

When Feng Qingchen sounded the war drum, Doudou also set off with his men...

Feng Qingchen can play the drums. Even though he is not strong enough, he can still do it if he sticks with the group.

"Dong, Dong, Dong..." These were the drum beats. The drum beats sounded, one by one, like beating on people's hearts, and the restless hearts of the soldiers gradually calmed down.

Feng Qingchen had been paying attention to the movements of the crowd. Seeing this, he immediately sped up. A rapid drumbeat sounded, and at the same time, the howling of the snow wolf sounded: "Awoo... Awoo."

This is the prelude to battle!

Hearing the drumbeat, I felt a surge of heat in my heart, and I wanted to grab the knife and rush forward right now...

The generals were all smart people. They knew that this was the right time. They stepped forward one by one to encourage the soldiers, asking them to put aside their fear and insecurity and charge forward...

At the same time, the Beiling army also launched the first wave of attacks: "Charge..."

The Beiling cavalry, riding on tall war horses, rushed to the front line. The soldiers on horseback held a broadsword in their hands, with fierce eyes...

“Gee, gee…”

The cavalry was very fast and rushed in front of them in the blink of an eye. The Beiling cavalry thought they could kill a lot of people this time, but they didn't expect their horses to suddenly fall forward.

"Ah..." Screams were heard and the soldiers who were rushing in the front horses unfortunately all fell off their horses. The lucky ones only broke their legs, while the unlucky ones directly broke their necks.

Of course, those who fell off their horses but survived were crushed to death by their companions behind them before they could get up.

The people behind Beiling had no idea what was happening in front. When the cavalry in front fell down, the people behind were still rushing forward desperately.

"Retreat, quickly, retreat quickly." By the time the people of Beiling reacted, they had already suffered heavy losses, and few of the cavalrymen in the front were left alive.

"Hahaha, Beiling barbarians, I let you fight. Attack, attack." After the initial victory, Feng Qingchen's private army gained confidence, and big ice balls were thrown out by the catapults.

Boom...bang.

The ice hockey puck is as big as a person's head. If hit by an ice hockey puck, the person can be knocked unconscious instantly. If a horse is hit by an ice hockey puck, it will be in trouble too. The horse will be out of control in pain and will spin around violently on the spot, making the already chaotic cavalry even more chaotic.

"Smash it. Smash it to death for me." Feng Qingchen's private army was excited. The feeling of beating people unilaterally was so cool, especially when the other side had more people.

Ice balls were flying everywhere, and Beiling's riders did not dare to rush forward, fearing that there was a trap ahead. However, there was no way behind them, so they had to retreat to both sides.

Unfortunately, Feng Qingchen had already calculated this. The private soldiers hiding on both sides of the battle path rushed out from the battle path, and before the Beiling cavalry could react, they raised their swords and swept towards the horse's legs...