Final Volume Chapter 43

Final Volume Chapter 43

The little-known Mengsha killed two generals of the Feiyu Army in a row, which was unexpected. Even Qingyu frowned at this time. Read the full text.

If Wei Chong's death in battle was due to underestimating the enemy, then Wang Qiong's death in battle was definitely due to lack of strength. But even a strong general like Wang Qiong did not go three rounds in front of Bangsha. Sending others to fight would probably only increase casualties.

Qingyu's brain raced and he quickly made a judgment that it was no longer possible to fight alone. Now he could only press the entire army and launch a strong attack. Thinking of this, he raised the flag in his hand, and just when he was about to order the entire army to advance, Tang Yin from behind urged his horse to come over.

He asked unhurriedly: "General Qingyu, our army has lost two generals and its morale is low. If we attack now, it will be detrimental to our army!"

Qingyu explained: "Your Majesty, this enemy general is extremely powerful. None of our generals are his match. Rather than risking his life in vain, it is better to launch an all-out attack."

Tang Yin nodded, then smiled again and said, "It's not difficult to defeat him, I'll go meet him!" As he spoke, he knocked his feet on the stirrups and rushed out of the formation.

Qingyu was shocked when he saw this. He hurriedly stretched out his hand to grab the reins of his horse and said urgently: "No, my lord! Although the enemy general is powerful, he is only one man after all. If our army attacks now, it may not have no chance of victory."

He didn't know Lingwu, and he didn't know the extent of Tang Yin's Lingwu. But seeing that the Sichuan general on the opposite side had killed two of his side's generals, Qingyu was worried that Tang Yin would be in trouble if he went into battle.

Seeing the concern on Qingyu's face, Tang Yin raised his head and smiled, raised his finger to point at Mengsha opposite, and said proudly: "What's the point of fearing a mere nameless rat?! Don't worry, I'll take his head like a bag. , go and come back!”

As he spoke, he pulled Qingyu's hand away and urged his horse to run out of the Fengjun's main formation, heading straight for Bangsha on the opposite side.

Qingyu still wanted to stop Tang Yin, but at this time, Asan and Asan both stepped forward, smiled at him, shook their heads, and said: "General Qingyu, don't worry, with the king's spiritual power, it is more than enough to defeat this thief."

Ah San and Ah Si were Tang Yin's protectors and close ministers. Even the two of them were so confident. Qingyu couldn't say anything more, but his heart was still in his throat. His eyes were fixed on the situation on the battlefield and his hands were shaking. The reins were held tightly.

Tang Yin urged his horse to come to Mengsha, looked him up and down, and asked with a smile: "It doesn't look like you are from a regular Sichuan army!"

He was indeed right. Mengsha was indeed not an orthodox Sichuan general, but came from the family army, and his immediate boss was Buying.

Meng Sha tilted his head and looked at Tang Yin. He saw that the other party was dressed in a completely nondescript manner. He was said to be a general. He did not wear armor or carry any weapons. He only had a sword hanging under his ribs. If he said he was a civil servant, So what are you doing here in front of the two armies?

Judging from his age, he seems to be around 20 years old. He has fair skin, handsome appearance, and bright and shining eyes. Under him was a famous horse born in Mo Di. Its fur was as bright as a mirror, and not even a stray hair could be found. His clothes were an exquisite brocade robe, with a jade belt tied around his waist, and a jade pendant hanging on it. , if you meet him elsewhere, Bangsar will definitely think that he is a rich man from a well-known family.

After looking at Tang Yin from head to toe, Mengsha curled his lips and asked in a cold voice: "Are you here to persuade him to surrender?"

Tang Yin was stunned for a moment, then laughed and said lightly: "There is no need to persuade you to surrender. I'm just here to take the head from your neck."

"Haha!" Mengsha laughed, pointed his knife at the two corpses in the place, and asked: "What a loud tone. How do you think you are better than these two 'wind dogs'?"

The smile on Tang Yin's face gradually disappeared. He lowered his head silently, grabbed the hilt of his sword, and slowly pulled it out.

He looked at the sword in his hand, raised his finger and flicked it, making a clear sound like a dragon's roar. He said quietly: "In front of the two armies, your masters, it is inevitable that blood will be spilled on the battlefield. The two of them died by your sword. I’m not as good as you in martial arts, but you shouldn’t humiliate them.”

Mengsha snorted coldly and said: "The wind dog is greedy and takes advantage of others' danger, so what dignity can it have? Since you took the initiative to come to the door, don't go back, just stay here!"

As he spoke, Mengsha took up the knife in his hand without any warning, aimed it at Tang Yin's head, and slashed fiercely.

His sword struck fiercely, making a dull roar when the blade cut through the air. Looking at Tang Yin again, he was completely unmoved. When the opponent's spiritual sword was about to hit his forehead, he raised his sword and caught the opponent's heavy sword forcefully.

Seeing this, Mengsha sneered in his heart, you are seeking death yourself, but you can't blame others!

But what he didn't expect was that when his spiritual sword struck Tang Yin's spiritual sword, it was like striking a tilted bronze mirror. An outward sliding force dissolved all the force on his spiritual sword. invisible.

His expression suddenly changed, and before he could realize what was going on, Tang Yin's sword had already sliced ​​across his neck.

So fast! Mengsha's expression changed again, and he didn't have time to think about it. He used all his strength to withdraw the spirit sword, raised the sword pole, and caught Tang Yin's sword forcefully.

Bang! This sword cut firmly, hitting the hilt of the spiritual sword. Meng Sha himself was extremely powerful and had profound spiritual martial arts skills, but when he blocked Tang Yin's sword, he felt like he was blocking a toppling mountain. That strong force didn't look like it was coming from a human being, let alone something human beings could catch.

After the crisp sound, Mengsha's palms and arms were shattered, and even his finger bones and arm bones were shattered into several pieces. He fell backwards from his warhorse, bleeding from his mouth and nose, and fell to the ground.

Tang Yin casually shook the spiritual sword in his hand, restored it to normal, sheathed it, and then sat on the horse as if nothing had happened.

The changes on the field were too fast. Mengsha, who had killed two wind generals in a row, was knocked off his horse by a sword from a young man dressed as a young man. The Sichuan Army soldiers were all shocked. At the same time, the morale of the Feiyu Army was immediately boosted. People raised their weapons and shouted in unison.

"Quick! Go and rescue General Meng!" Someone on the top of Xuangu Pass shouted loudly to the Sichuan Army soldiers outside. Hundreds of soldiers woke up as if from a dream. People responded one after another and then ran forward together.

Seeing the Sichuan soldiers coming to rescue the seriously injured Mengsha, Tang Yin snorted and laughed. He did not make things difficult for these ordinary soldiers, and did not even look at them. He looked up at the top of Xuangu Pass and shouted loudly: "Brothers of the Sichuan Army, listen, it is still time to surrender Xuangu Pass now. If you are stubborn and resist, you will have no chance to survive when our army attacks the city!"

When Tang Yin shouted, the Sichuan soldiers had already arrived at the center of the battlefield, lifted up the seriously injured Mengsha, and ran back quickly.

While running back, a Sichuan soldier rolled his eyes, silently took off the bow and arrow on his shoulder, used his companions' bodies as cover, and shot an arrow at Tang Yin through the gap between people.

Swish! The arrow came quickly and suddenly. When the Feng Army behind realized the danger, it was too late to remind Tang Yin.

However, Tang Yin didn't need anyone to remind him. When the arrow was about to hit him, he was still looking at the top of the city wall, but he acted as fast as lightning and caught the arrow flying in the air accurately.

He looked down at the arrow shaft in his palm, then raised his eyes to look at the Sichuan soldiers who were retreating to Xuangu Pass, his eyes flashing with a terrifying light. The Sichuan soldier who shot the cold arrow in secret was so scared that his soul was gone, and screamed: "No, everyone run..."

Unfortunately, before he finished speaking, Tang Yin quickly drew out his sword. He didn't see how he accumulated power, but just casually swung the sword outward, and heard a buzzing sound, and a narrow and long spiritual wave was swept out by him.

The spiritual wave was as fast as lightning, and it instantly flew to the front of the group of Sichuan soldiers. With a series of crisp sounds of "clicking", looking at the scene, most of the hundreds of Sichuan soldiers were cut in half by the spiritual wave.

Ignoring the remaining Sichuan soldiers, Tang Yin pointed his sword forward and shouted loudly: "All troops advance, attack the city immediately!"

As Tang Yin gave the order, the high-spirited Feiyu Army soldiers shouted in unison, and then the various formations began to move forward.

"Wind! Wind! Wind--"

As the Feng Army battle formation advanced, the soldiers shouted the name of the country while hitting the shields with their weapons. The momentum was magnificent and soul-stirring. The uniform footsteps made the ground vibrate, and it could be clearly felt even from a long distance.

The Feiyu Army's strong attack officially kicked off, and Tang Yin took the lead and rushed to the front.

When he was only thirty steps away from the wall of Xuangu Pass, the arrow formation on the top of the city began to fall. The arrows were like raindrops, covering the sky. Tang Yin, who was under the arrow formation, felt that the sky darkened in an instant.

Even with Tang Yin's high spiritual martial arts, it was impossible to retreat unscathed under such a dense arrow formation. In just a moment, dozens of sparks flashed on his body, and the warhorse under him was even worse, being shot into a hedgehog on the spot.

Tang Yin had a deep cultivation base, and with the protection of the spiritual armor, it was nothing for him to withstand dozens of arrows. At this time, the Feng Army behind him had already rushed up, and countless soldiers held up their shields to protect Tang Yin.

The arrows kept hitting the shield array, making a clanging sound and piercing people's eardrums. Tang Yin squinted his eyes and looked up at the top of the city through the gap in the shield. After a moment of hesitation, he said to the soldiers on his left and right: "Don't stop here, keep moving forward and push to the bottom of the city!"

Under Tang Yin's command, the surrounding Feng Army held up their shields and faced the dense rain of arrows, moving forward step by step with difficulty.

Now, the Feng Army's siege has been fully launched, and the soldiers who rushed to the bottom of the city wall have set up ladders one after another, and people are like ants, climbing up one after another.

The Feng army attacked fiercely, but the defenders were also tenacious. Rounds of arrows never stopped from beginning to end. Rolling logs and boulders kept falling from the top of the city walls. The catapults in Xuan Gu Pass also all started operating, throwing huge stones from inside the pass towards the Feng army camp.