Chapter 429

Beat the drums to march forward, sound the gong to withdraw troops, these are common terms on the battlefield. TXT download. Under Tang Yin's order, the drums in the Tianyuan Army camp were connected, and the muffled sound of "dong dong dong" was like popping beans.

Seeing that Tang Yin was really going to fight, Xiao Muqing and Ziying jumped onto Tang Yin's raft at the same time, wanting to fight alongside him. But the two came up quickly and went down even faster, just because they were pushed down by Tang Yin.

The situation on the battlefield changes rapidly, danger is everywhere, and anything can happen. If Xiao Muqing and Ziying go to the battlefield with him, what if an accident happens? By then, there will be no one in the army who can control the overall situation. This is what Tang Yin is most worried about. So after seeing Xiao Muqing and Ziying squeeze onto the raft, Tang Yin immediately pushed the two back to the shore without saying a word.

"Sir, what are you doing..." Xiao Muqing and Ziying looked at Tang Yin in confusion.

Tang Yin smiled faintly and said, "Going into battle to kill the enemy is not your strong point. You two should stay on the shore to command the overall situation." "But..." "There is no but, and besides, the raft can't accommodate so many people." This is the truth. The raft that Tang Yin took had Shangguan Yuanwu and Yuan Biao as the door gods in front, and a large number of secret arrows led by Cheng Jin and Tang Yin's personal guards in the back. The not-so-small raft was already crowded and could not accommodate more people.

Alas! Xiao Muqing and Ziying sighed secretly, looked at each other, and stopped arguing.

There were also the two sisters Wu Mei and Wu Ying who stayed on the shore. Seeing Tang Yin personally going into battle, they both clenched their fists nervously, and their palms were wet with sweat.

"Tang Yin, you have to be careful!" Seeing that the raft was slowly sliding, Wu Mei couldn't help it anymore, leaned forward and shouted loudly.

Tang Yin didn't look back, but just raised his right arm and waved it slightly.

Five hundred rafts and tens of thousands of Fengjun set out from the south bank of Panshui and headed straight for the north bank. Watching from afar, five hundred rafts were densely packed on the river. Although they could not be called overwhelming, their camp should not be underestimated.

The Pengjun on the opposite side was fighting fiercely with Shangguan Yuanrang and Zhan Hu, but some soldiers saw that the other side had begun to attack and immediately sent the news back to their commander.

Tang Yin was not wrong. The commander of this Pengjun was indeed Zhan Wushuang. In fact, he did not command many troops, only ten thousand, and there were no good generals under his command. Zhuifengjian had returned to Zhangyu to recuperate, Zhongtian and Xiao Shang would not stay on the front line, and even his brother Zhan Wudi was now in Zhangyu, helping the defenders to strengthen the city defense. It can be said that at this time, only Zhan Wushuang was fighting alone on the north bank. However, he was well prepared and made full use of his 10,000 Peng troops. With Panshui as support, woods as cover, and catapults and rockets as weapons, he caused great casualties to the Tianyuan Army during its first crossing of the river, directly killing 6,000 soldiers and generals.

In fact, Zhan Wushuang had considered it very clearly. It was impossible to stop the Tianyuan Army with the help of Panshui. The Panshui was so long that if all the key points were deployed, not to mention 10,000 people, even 1 million people might not be enough. All he could do was to contain the Tianyuan Army for as long as possible to buy as much time as possible for the deployment of Zhangyu in the rear.

Now, Zhan Wushuang was considering whether to withdraw immediately or to deal with the enemy for a while. Zhan Wushuang had never expected Shangguan Yuanrang and Zhan Hu to suddenly come. He didn't know how Shangguan Yuanrang and others crossed the river, but it was useless to delve into it at this time. Shangguan Yuanrang's strength was not something that his 10,000 people could resist.

While he was thinking, his soldiers hurriedly reported that the other side had already launched an attack, and there were about 500 rafts and tens of thousands of wind troops crossing the river quickly. Zhan Wushuang said "oh" after hearing this, pondered for a moment, and laughed bitterly. Tang Yin on the opposite side was really not simple. He had set up a posture to cross the river early, in fact, to attract his attention, so that Shangguan Yuan could let this surprise force sneak in from somewhere else, disrupt his own camp, and then he would lead the main force to attack. The coordination between them was just right and seamless.

This battle can only end here. Fighting further is meaningless and will only increase casualties. Thinking of this, he nodded and said, "Pass my order, the whole army retreats, but we can't leave our catapults to the enemy in vain. Shoot out all the stones that can be shot out, and then destroy all the catapults." After a pause, he looked at several lieutenants around him, pointed at one of them, and said, "General Lu Fan, this matter is up to you!" "Yes!" The lieutenant named Lu Fan saluted and walked out quickly.

After he left, Zhan Wushuang did not stay for long. He rolled up the map he had used for deployment before, and then led everyone out of the tent, got on the warhorse, and took the lead in retreating to the direction of Zhangyu.

Lü Fan received the order from Zhan Wushuang and went to the place where the catapults of the Peng army were located. He ordered the soldiers around him: "Don't just stand there. Throw out all the stones at hand. Quickly!" Under his order, the soldiers of the Peng army who were responsible for guarding and using the catapults started to move. Some carried stones, and some set the direction. After they were ready, with Lü Fan's order, more than 20 catapults fired large and round stones at the same time.

Buzz!

The stones flew in the air, carrying strong winds, and fell straight to the Feng army camp headed by Tang Yin.

Looking at the stones that were thrown upside down, Tang Yin did not retreat, but took two steps forward and stood between Yuan Wu and Yuan Biao. At the same time, he drew out his scimitars with both hands, transformed them into spirits, and then merged the two swords into one, forming a long sickle.

Tang Yin, wearing a black spiritual armor, holding a sickle in one hand, stood at the front of the raft, as steady as a mountain. He didn't need to speak. He just stood there silently, which was a great encouragement to the soldiers of the whole army.

"The Lord is with us! Brothers, hold up your shields and fight!" The captains, centurions and even the corps commanders on each raft issued a series of orders. More than 10,000 wind soldiers, no one retreated a step, and held up their shields one after another, forming a large steel shield on the raft.

Boom!

The flying stones hit the front, some fell directly into the river, but some still hit the raft. Although the wind soldiers on the raft had raised their shields, human power could not compete with the inertia of the falling boulders. In just a moment, two rafts were smashed through by boulders, and several other rafts were more or less damaged.

This was just the beginning. Afterwards, waves of boulders shot out from the opposite forest, whistling over, and even the raft where Tang Yin was was not spared. Seeing a huge rock flying down, Yuan Wu and Yuan Biao were so scared that they shuddered and shouted, "Master, be careful!" "What are you afraid of?!" Tang Yin replied coldly. As he spoke, he held the sickle with both hands, aimed at the boulder, and chopped it hard.

Buzz!

The sound of the sickle wheel breaking the wind was no less than the whistling sound of the boulder. A spiritual wave shot out when the sickle chopped and flew straight to the boulder. A sharp and crisp sound was heard in the ear. The round stone as big as the mouth of a basin was cut in half by the spiritual wave released by Tang Yin. Its flying momentum was also hindered by it. It paused in the air, and then the two halves of the stone fell into the river in front of the raft.

After Tang Yin swung the knife with all his strength, he felt as if his lower abdomen was burned by fire, with a burning pain. Fortunately, he was wearing spiritual armor now, otherwise the cold sweat he shed would definitely be seen by everyone around him. There was no time to rest. Tang Yin turned his head and looked around. He saw that his raft was hit by falling rocks from time to time, and the soldiers on it screamed continuously.

Gah, gah!

Tang Yin's palms covered with spiritual armor made crisp sounds when he held the sickle handle. He took a deep breath and shouted loudly to the other side of the river: "Shangguan Yuanrang, you immediately cut down all the enemy's catapults?" His voice was earth-shaking and could be heard from a long distance away. As soon as he finished speaking, the woods on the other side suddenly quieted down. Although the fierce battle was still going on, the catapults were no longer fired, and no stones were thrown from the woods.

At this time, the soldiers on the Feng Army side were dumbfounded. They stared blankly at the woods on the other side of the river and couldn't recover for a long time.

"Your Excellency is mighty! Brothers, charge harder?" I don't know who was the first to react and shouted, awakening the others. The Feng Army soldiers followed and shouted loudly: "Your Excellency is mighty! Feng Army is mighty!" While shouting, everyone paddled desperately in the river and slid to the other side at the fastest speed.

Although Tang Yin's shout was loud, it could not reach Shangguan Yuanrang's ears who was fighting with the Peng Army. However, the catapult in the forest was indeed destroyed by someone, Zhanhu.

Shangguan Yuanrang only thought about killing the enemy and avenging the fallen soldiers, and completely forgot about destroying the enemy's catapult. He forgot, but Zhanhu did not forget, especially when the Peng Army's catapult began to fire continuously. Seeing the huge rocks flying over his head, Zhanhu secretly shouted that it was bad. He didn't have time to say hello to Shangguan Yuanrang. He went deep into the enemy's hinterland alone to find the opponent's catapult.

The catapults were easy to find. All he had to do was follow the sound. Soon, Zhan Hu found a large open space in the forest. There were more than 20 catapults on the open space, and more than a hundred Peng soldiers were busy loading huge stones onto the catapults.

Zhan Hu looked at it, his eyebrows erected, his eyes wide open, and he roared, and rushed forward, chopping the catapult closest to him into two pieces with one knife. Before the surrounding Peng soldiers could react, Zhan Hu's machete came out in succession, and instantly knocked seven or eight Peng soldiers to the ground.

Seeing that a Feng general suddenly came and was very powerful, Lu Fan rushed forward and blocked Zhan Hu. He wanted to ask his name, but Zhan Hu had already taken the lead, swinging his arms and chopping three times in a row. Seeing that the opponent was burly and the momentum of the knife was terrifying, Lu Fan was smart and did not dare to resist, and retreated again and again.

Zhan Hu snorted and laughed, changed his violent chopping style, and suddenly thrust the machete forward, aiming straight at Lu Fan's heart.