The Era of Generals

Chapter 194   Destruction

"kill!"

Armed with the power of beheading and killing the enemy generals, Meng Yang roared, and at the same time, the gentian bright silver spear swung forward!

On the tip of his spear is still a Fu Zhao who has died long ago!

The shot was thrown, and a bloody rainbow bridge was drawn in mid-air. Fu Zhao's heavy body was the stroke of the brush that drew the bridge, and it slashed heavily towards the 20,000 vanguard army of the Zhu Yan Empire.

"kill!"

Behind Meng Yang, the soldiers who had already fought with him for a long time were in high spirits. Everyone's eyes were red with bloodthirsty, and they shouted in unison with murderous aura, and rushed to the enemy line with Meng Yang.

"Quick, defend quickly!"

Under the fear of fear, Zhu Yan's vanguard, under the command of the deputy general, hastily arranged a defensive formation.

But it was too late.

Who would have thought that Fu Zhao, who had been placed with high hopes, would be pierced through the chest by the enemy without even making a sound?

Just a moment ago, they were still beating the drums, cheering for their generals!

Many sword and shield players in the front line even put their shields aside, and they are picking them up from the ground in a hurry at this time, and then hastily set up the formation.

The shield array was not even opened, and the pikemen behind were even more helpless, so they could only attack when there was a gap, and hurriedly handed out the spears wherever there was a gap, at least to block the opponent's fierce charge.

One can imagine how powerful such a formation is?

This is what Chen Ze has never understood, the reason why he insisted on making a heads-up play.

Crack——!

Just when the enemy's formation was about to be completed, Meng Yang, who was riding wildly, had already stepped into the formation.

He pulled the reins violently with one hand, clamped his legs against the horse's belly, stepped off the fierce horse and leaped high under the pain, just in time to jump over the shield array that the sword and shield fighters couldn't stand upright.

The unity of man and horse was still in the air, and the gentian silver spear pierced a little bit of cold light, followed by blood flowers blooming in the canopy.

People are on their backs!

Zhao Yun's riding skills are amazing. In the Battle of Changbanpo, he entered seven times and went out seven times to rescue the young master. Compared with that time, this mere 20,000 people is still a weak team, so why can't he get in?

One person, one shot, one horse.

Meng Yang rushed into the formation and killed wherever he went, there was no enemy under his gun, and he rushed the enemy formation to pieces with him alone, without any mood for a while.

Zhu Yan's battle collapsed for thousands of miles, and the tens of thousands of soldiers behind Meng Yang were like a pack of wolves, following behind Meng Yang, widening the enemy's torn hole again, like a sharp knife, slashing fiercely at Zhu Yan's forward One knife after another was cut in the formation.

Blood dripping.

shocking.

At the head of Bo'an City, Zhu Yan's generals including Zong Chengye couldn't bear to look any longer.

lost.

And still lost.

Two words popped up in everyone's mind: Complete failure.

So, is this the reason why the opponent only sent 10,000 people to fight?

Because... there is no need to send more people?

Only 10,000 people have wiped out 20,000 people on their own side. Seeing that the leading enemy burly man is covered in blood, everyone knows that not even a drop of that blood is his own. ...

They all belonged to Zhu Yan's soldiers!

Zong Chengye stared blankly, not even thinking of ordering the withdrawal of troops.

Because there is no need at all!

In such a short time, the deafening shouts of killing in the city gradually faded away, and almost all the soldiers of the Vanguard Army, whom he had placed high hopes on, fell into a pool of blood.

A few of them were still desperately running towards the moat, but the crazy big man was chasing after him, and he was merciless, and he didn't even want to leave a life alive!

Of course he won't stay, because this is what Chen Ze told Meng Yanglin before he went to battle.

"Where's the archer?"

"Where's the trebuchet?"

"Why are you still standing there, damn it, hit it! Kill this bastard!"

A general was roaring wildly, slapped the stunned archer with a slap, snatched the bow and arrow from his hand, raised his hand and shot an arrow down the city.

With Meng Yang's relentless pursuit, he is now within the attacking range of the defenders at the top of the city!

"Um?"

Meng Yang, who looks bloodthirsty, is actually very calm. Out of the corner of his eyes, there is a cold light flashing from the top of the city. At the same time, he lifts his body, and slashes his spear just right on the arrow that is shooting hard.

Just heard a poof.

I don't know whether it was intentional or a coincidence, but the arrow that was thrown by him was impartial, and it happened to hit the last Zhu Yan soldier who was about to jump into the moat.

It can be regarded as having completed the task assigned by Chen Ze, leaving no one behind!

Whoosh!

Whoosh whoosh!

On the top of the city, bowstrings rang repeatedly, and flying arrows came overwhelmingly like locusts.

Awakened by the general's angry shout, all the soldiers realized that the brash man had already entered the attacking range. How could they be polite, and started with a volley of arrows.

The soldiers beside the trebuchet were also struggling to reload. Although they were half a beat slower than the archers, they were about to join the attack sequence.

"Hahaha!"

As the arrows rained down all over the sky, Meng Yang was not afraid, but laughed aloud.

The gentian silver gun danced in his hand into a group of bright silver phantoms. While blocking the arrows one after another, he was also urging the horse to retreat. When the arrow rain passed, he retreated to the safe zone with his horse. Countless stones arrived at this moment, but they could only smash the ground ten feet away in front of him into deep pits.

Meng Yang raised his spear immediately, pointing the tip of the spear in the direction of the city, and shouted loudly:

"Grandson! You are so brave, come down and fight grandpa for another ten rounds, what kind of skill is it to shoot cold arrows!"

"Damn it!"

Being pointed at their noses and called grandsons, all of Zhu Yanzhong's faces were livid, and they raised their weapons angrily and were about to rush down the tower, wanting to gather all the soldiers and horses and fight Meng Yang again.

"stop!"

It was Zong Chengye who stopped the impulsive general with a livid face.

"General Zong!"

The man blushed and roared angrily: "Can we just let this bastard make noise in the city?"

"Millions of people are blocked in the city by 10,000 people and dare not move. If this is the case, it would be better to die!"

Snapped!

Zong Chengye rushed forward, slapped the general on the face, and said sternly, "Be sober, is that ten thousand people?"

"He dared to yell outside with only such a small force. Are you sure this is not an aggressive method?"

"Are you sure they didn't ambush more people outside, just waiting for us to rush out desperately?"

"After so long, have you ever seen follow-up troops from the other side's camp?"

"There is no one in the camp, so what about them?"

"Where are people?"

"Where did the person go?"

"Fool!"

Zong Chengye's louder roar not only stunned the general who was slapped, but also the other generals who were also furious beside him were stunned.

yes.

What about the person on the other side?

It is clear that there are no less than 500,000 troops deployed outside the city on this side.

But... what about them?