Chapter 640: The Army Is Defeat

Although Weng Jin's ability is not enough to lead an army of hundreds of thousands, he still has the vigilance he should have.

He walked out of the camp, looked at the dark night, and asked his confidants, "Have any scouts returned with news?"

The confidant said: "Not yet!"

Weng Jin's two thick black eyebrows wrinkled unconsciously and said in a deep voice: "Something is wrong!"

He didn't think much about setting up camp before... but now he felt something was wrong.

Even if there is no situation, the scout should still report it.

Weng Jin's confidant smiled flatteringly, "General, are you worried that Daxuan's troops are chasing you? It's impossible... Xiguan City is almost in ruins. They just took Xiguan City and they have to clean up the battlefield and appease the people. They don't have time to chase." us."

When Weng Jin heard this, he felt a lot more at ease.

But he still ordered: "Send more scouts out to investigate... Ning Chen is not an ordinary person, so we have to be on guard."

Weng Jin's confidant said flatteringly: "Yes! General, please rest early. I will send scouts to investigate immediately."

He said this, but he didn't take it seriously in his heart.

Xiguan City is in dilapidated state waiting to be renovated, and the people are in dire straits. How can Ning Chen have the heart to chase them?

Weng Jin nodded and was about to turn around and enter the camp when he heard the clanking of horse hooves and an obvious tremor from the ground.

"What's going on?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard the sound of intensive musketry in the distance.

The expressions of Weng Jin and his confidants changed greatly.

"No, Daxuan's people are coming...General, let's retreat quickly!"

Although Weng Jin was panicked, he was not so panicked that he lost his mind. He shouted: "Go and find out, how many soldiers and horses does Daxuan have?"

The confidant was about to leave, but he saw the scout rushing towards him, "Report... General Qi, Daxuan soldiers and horses are coming to kill you."

"How many of them are there?"

The scout said: "It's too dark to see clearly... there are probably more than 10,000 people."

Weng Jin's confidant breathed a sigh of relief, "There are only ten thousand people... It seems that Ning Chen has dispatched all the cavalry."

Only cavalry could catch up with them so fast.

But no matter which country it is, there will never be too many cavalry.

Weng Jin's face was solemn, "Don't be Ning Chen's Ning'an Army. I heard General Che said that Ning Chen's Ning'an Army are evil ghosts crawling out of hell, and their combat effectiveness is extremely terrifying."

The scout said: "General Qi, it is the Ning'an Army... The enemy's battle flag has the two characters Ning'an on it."

Weng Jin's expression suddenly changed.

"Pass my military order, let the troops from the right camp come forward, and be sure to stop Ning Chen's troops... Notify the troops from the left camp to escort the supply camp to retreat immediately!"

Weng Jin's arrangement was right.

The most important thing for the march is food and grass. There are still five days to go back to Linxuan City. With so many soldiers and horses, people eat and horses chew, and there is no food and grass... Ning Chen's army will not take action, they will have a mutiny and collapse without attack. .

But he underestimated the combat effectiveness of the Ning'an Army.

Ten thousand soldiers and horses are like a sharp arrow piercing the enemy's heart.

The army of Xiliang had been marching for a day. They were tired and exhausted. They had just set up camp and most of them had just fallen asleep.

The Ning'an Army suddenly appeared and caught them off guard.

Ten thousand Ning'an troops rampaged through the Xiliang army.

Muskets and grenades go into battle!

Countless Xiliang camps were set on fire.

The Xiliang soldiers inside had no time to escape and were burned to death inside.

Throughout the Xiliang camp, the sound of killings shook the sky, and the screams resounded through the sky.

The Ning'an army ran rampant like wolves and tigers.

As long as the rebar in your hand is smashed, you will be killed or injured.

Yuan Long led two thousand men with a clear goal and headed straight for Xiliang's supply camp.

Yue Congyun and Feng Qizheng led a thousand people and rushed directly to the coach's camp.

Among the rebels, there was a figure who was extremely fast and fierce...it was Pan Yucheng.

With one man and one sword, Pan Yucheng led 500 Ning'an troops directly into the enemy's flag-protecting camp, killing all sides.

The Xiliang army was in chaos and could not organize an effective counterattack.

Pan Yucheng jumped high in the crowd and rushed towards the Xiliang battle flag.

The sword slashed out, causing ripples of cold light.

The battle flag snapped.

Cutting the flag successfully!

Without the battle flag, the Xiliang army fell into a complete panic, and it was impossible to organize an effective counterattack. They ran around like headless flies, but showed a tendency to collapse.

"Run quickly, General Weng is dead!"

"No, General Weng was killed!"

Amidst the chaos, panicked roars rang out.

But I can’t tell who shouted this at all?

When they heard that Weng Jin was dead, the Xiliang army fell into a complete panic. They abandoned their helmets and armor and fled towards Linxuan City.

The army was defeated like a mountain.

The Ning'an army rushed through the army like crazy and harvested heads with almost no resistance.

Weng Jin's face darkened when he heard someone shouting that he was dead.

He shouted loudly: "This general is not dead. This is a trick of the enemy. Don't believe it!"

Weng Jin knew that this was the enemy's attempt to disturb the morale of the army.

He tried to stabilize the morale of the soldiers and shouted loudly.

"Who is from the Overlord Camp? Let the general from the Overlord Camp come to see me."

But the entire military camp was swept by waves of fire and thick smoke billowing, turning it into a mess.

At this moment, it was impossible to distinguish between the flag-protecting camp, the military governor's camp, and the infantry battalion... Everyone was scrambling to escape.

"It's bad, the food and grass were burned, and all the people in the supply camp died!"

"Everyone, run away quickly, Daxuan's 200,000 troops are coming to kill you!"

Amidst the screams of terror, the Xiliang soldiers fled desperately and were defeated.

"General, retreat quickly... If you keep the green mountains, you will never worry about lack of firewood."

Weng Jin's confidant turned pale.

Weng Jin himself knew that the situation was over, the Xiliang army was demoralized, and it was impossible to organize an effective counterattack.

With his ability, he could lead 30,000 to 50,000 people...He didn't have the ability to lead more than 100,000 people.

Weng Jin was about to order a retreat, but he heard screams not far away.

I saw two enemy generals, a man and a woman, leading a team of people to kill.

The tall enemy general held a long sword of more than ten feet, which was extremely terrifying. With one sword, the man and the horse were all shattered!

And the female general, with a silver spear, flew up and down, and the spear went straight to the throat.

And the Ning'an army, which had terrifying combat power, held strange weapons, like cutting melons and vegetables.

"Retreat, retreat quickly..."

Weng Jin felt a chill on his back, climbed onto the horse in panic, and fled on horseback.

In the distance, on the hills

Ning Chen sat on horseback, holding a telescope in his hand, observing the situation on the battlefield.

Suddenly, the corner of his mouth twitched.

Feng Qizheng and Yue Congyun ran off the track.

The enemy commander was on their left, and the two led their troops to the right, perfectly avoiding the enemy commander.

The battlefield was in chaos, with people everywhere. Feng Qizheng was so angry that he could no longer tell the directions.