Volume 10 Chapter 183

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Xia Qing also wanted to reinforce Jin'an, but he had very few troops, only more than 10,000 people, and their combat power was not strong. Even if he went there, he would not be able to solve the real problem.

One of his staff noticed his concerns and advised him: "General, why don't you also dispatch the new soldiers in the camp? There are as many as 30,000 new soldiers, and they have been training in the military camp for a long time. Although they have not yet It reaches the standard, but it is not far behind. There are 30,000 new soldiers, plus our more than 10,000 soldiers, there are more than 40,000 people. Even if the combat strength is slightly lower, Jin'an's city defense can make up for the deficiency. "

Yo! This is a solution! Xia Qing's eyes lit up at first and said: "But the new soldiers are not under my control. How can I have the right to mobilize new soldiers to join the war?"

This is the truth. As the commander of the North Camp, his responsibility is to guard the camp and train new recruits. He has the right to train, but not to command. If he wants to mobilize new soldiers, he needs Shao Fang's approval.

The staff member said seriously: "In extraordinary times, we can only use extraordinary means. Once Jin'an is lost, our northern camp's defense will not be able to withstand the Feng army's attack. If we want to save the camp, we must first protect Jin'an. We will be outside, The military order has not yet been obeyed. Jin'an and Beiying are now in danger. The general mobilized new soldiers to join the battle. Even if the king is informed in the future, the king will never blame the general and will only praise the general's adaptability and wise decisiveness. "

"Oh..." Xia Qing was so pleased with what his staff said that he lowered his head and remained silent, considering the pros and cons.

Seeing this, the general from Jin'an who came to ask for help hurriedly raised his hands and saluted: "General, Jin'an's garrison is less than 20,000, and it has withstood the fierce attack of Feng Kingdom's 100,000-strong army. As long as the general is willing to help, he will be able to stop Feng's army." Outside the city!"

The words of the partial general are naturally exaggerated, but it is true that the Jin'an army fought with fewer troops and still managed to survive. Xia Qing frowned, thought about it for a while, and finally made up his mind and said, "Okay! I will personally lead the battalion's officers and recruits to reinforce Jin'an!"

Hearing this, everyone in the camp looked happy.

Xia Qing's decision was undoubtedly correct. At this critical moment, regardless of emotions or reasons, the Mo army in Beiying should go to reinforce Jin'an, which was just around the corner. However, people never dreamed that this seemingly correct decision would turn The Beiying Army was led into a hell of eternal destruction.

Mo Guoce's general Xia Qing personally led the Beiying Army of more than 10,000 people plus 30,000 new soldiers. They left Beiying in a grand manner and headed north to reinforce Jin'an.

When this massive force reached the section between Jin'an and Beiying, whistles suddenly sounded loudly and shouts of killing were heard. Then, arrows rained down from all directions, and countless soldiers came from behind. Rush out everywhere.

On the way from Beiying to Jin'an, there were so many Fengjun ambushed, which was completely unexpected by Mo Jun. Since they had not heard any news in advance, people even wondered whether the Fengjun in front of them fell from the sky. down.

Unprepared and unprepared, the Mozambican army of more than 40,000 people was caught off guard by the 30,000 Feng army who had set up an ambush. Although Mozhi had more soldiers, the situation was completely one-sided.

Especially the 30,000 recruits in the Mo army were completely blindsided by the sudden appearance of the Feng army. The recruits did not know how to react, and they were not taught this in their daily training. Everyone stood up in a daze, not knowing what to do. Now is it time to resist or to retreat? If we are to resist, we don’t know whether to form an array or fight alone.

It's a life-and-death battle where everyone is fighting for their lives. Life and death are just a matter of thought. No one has time to teach you how to do it. All experience is gained by yourself and your brothers with sweat and blood. Veterans are also elites selected after countless bloody battles.

This is the difference between new recruits and veterans. The reason why Feng Jun is good at fighting is that his individual soldiers and overall combat capabilities are only one aspect. Another important point is that he has rich combat experience. In long-term uninterrupted battles, recruits can grow into veterans in the shortest possible time, and recruits who become veterans can turn more recruits into veterans in the following battles. In this cycle, bravery, skill, and experience can be achieved Rich people emerge in endlessly.

If the Feng army is suddenly ambushed, even if there is no general to give the command, the soldiers below will know how to protect themselves, how to respond, and how to cooperate with their companions to protect themselves and kill the enemy to the maximum extent, but do not The country's recruits were completely unable to do this. The 30,000 recruits were like headless flies under the surprise attack of the Feng Army. They neighed, cried and cried incessantly, and became a mess.

Not to mention them, even Xia Qing, the head coach of the Mo army, was panicking at this time, looking left and right, not knowing how to deal with the surrounding enemy troops.

Xia Qing, who was born in a noble family, has been appointed as a general, but he has never been on the battlefield or experienced a war. In his imagination, when the two armies are fighting, as the commander-in-chief of one side, he only has to strategize from the rear. Just give the order. Now, he was suddenly in the vortex of the battle between the two sides. There were people riding horses and flowers around him, and the enemy troops were overwhelming outside. He didn't know what to do, and he didn't know what order to give.

Whoosh - pounce!

A stray arrow that came from nowhere hit the leg of his war horse. The horse was in pain. It raised its two front hooves high and screamed strangely. Xia Qing, who was in a panic, was thrown off the horse.

This fall finally woke him up. He sat on the ground with a red face and thick neck, shouting at the top of his throat: "Fight! Fight! Our soldiers, line up to fight!"

The Mo army also wanted to line up, but now they couldn't. The charging Feng army was like a tiger coming down the mountain, tearing open the outer defense line of the Mo army, rushing into the Mo army camp, and engaging in a close combat with the Mo army.

This kind of battle without any tricks and relying entirely on personal strength is what the Feng army likes to fight the most. Countless Feng soldiers who were bloodshot threw off their armor, tore off their uniforms, fought bare-chested, waving their weapons at the enemy crazily, chopped down one enemy after another, and then cut off the opponent's head and tied it around his waist with his hair.

In the eyes of the Mo army, the Feng army with hideous features, blood all over their bodies, and bloody heads hanging on their waists were no different from the demons from hell.

Without the Feng army rushing to the front, just seeing the Feng army from a distance, the soldiers of the Mo army had already felt chills and fears in their hearts, their calves cramped, and they could not help but retreat.

In this battle, Qi Heng was the most excited. As a bandit of the Mo people, he felt such excitement for the first time, and his blood was boiling. Looking at the Feng army around him, he sighed in his heart that this was a real warrior, a real tiger and wolf division, and a brother who was truly qualified to fight side by side with him.

The fighting spirit and ferocity of the Feng army also aroused the beast in Qi Heng's body that had been sealed for a long time. He had no brotherhood with the Mo army in front of him. He swung the Nine-Turn Soul-Breaking Sword in his hand, rushed into the crowd, and rushed left and right, killing people.

Qi Heng was extremely powerful and had profound cultivation. His combat power was enough to be placed among the top-notch generals of various countries. He rushed into the Mo army camp and really became a nightmare for the Mo army. Every time the spirit sword slashed, there would always be several Mo soldiers lying dead on the spot. Every time the spirit sword released a skill, there would always be dozens or even hundreds of Mo soldiers falling in a pool of blood.

He rushed down all the way, and wherever he passed, there were corpses everywhere and blood flowed like a river. Unknowingly, he had killed his way to the center of the Mo army camp. He looked forward and saw the Mo army's general flag standing not far away. He laughed loudly, raised his sword and slapped his horse, and rushed forward.

Seeing an enemy general coming towards him, Xia Qing, who had just changed his warhorse, trembled in his heart and shouted to the only three remaining generals around him: "Meet the enemy! Stop the enemy general quickly!"

The three Mo army generals shouted together and urged their horses to rush towards Qi Heng. Qi Heng was not in a hurry to fight one against three. After the three came close, the spirit sword in his hand flashed with thousands of rays of light, and the spirit was released.

The three lieutenants used all their strength and tried their best to release their spiritual martial arts skills, barely taking Qi Heng's spiritual power. But before they could catch their breath, Qi Heng had already urged his horse to rush to the lieutenant in the middle. He raised his hand and slashed his sword. There was a click in his ear. The spirit-transformed Nine-turn Soul-breaking Sword actually cut the lieutenant in two, including the man and the gun.

"Ah——"

The two lieutenants on the left and right saw it clearly and screamed. They stabbed Qi Heng's left and right ribs at the same time.

The latter shouted: "Come on!" He leaned back and made an iron bridge, and his whole body was almost stuck on the horse's back.

Swish, swish!

The two spiritual spears passed by him. Without waiting for the other party to retract the spiritual spear, Qi Heng used all his arm strength to lift the spiritual knife upward and shouted: "Let go!"

Clang clang!

With a sharp iron collision sound, his spirit sword hit the double guns, and the two lieutenants also obeyed, and the spirit guns in their hands flew out of their hands and spun into the air. Looking at the palms of the two lieutenants, the spirit armor on their palms was shattered, and blood dripped down their fingers.

Oh! How can this man be so strong! The two lieutenants' faces changed drastically. They had no weapons in their hands, so how could they be his opponents? The two turned their horses to run, Qi Heng sneered, raised his sword and chopped it down twice in a row.

Ka, Ka! Two clean and sharp cuts.

Two huge heads rolled to the ground, and two headless bodies were dragged away from the battlefield by the frightened war horses.

After killing three Mo generals in a row, Qi Heng became even more arrogant. Looking at Xia Qing, who was panicking and trying to spur his horse to escape, he shouted, "Rat, where do you want to run to?"

This shout scared Xia Qing so much that he screamed, slipped on the stirrups, and rolled off the horse.

Qi Heng laughed loudly, rode forward quickly, crossed his arms, put the knife in front and the blade behind, and stabbed the ground fiercely. With a puff, the knife pierced Xia Qing's chest directly. Qi Heng used his arms to lift the magic knife high and lifted Xia Qing, who was still alive, into the air.