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Chapter 273 Anxi Army's Self-Saving (4000 words in two chapters)

Gobi.

This is the No.30 seven days since the Anxi army left the Duhufu.

Although they successfully broke through the blockade of the coalition forces of the 36 countries in the Western Regions, they were still unable to get rid of these enemy forces in a short time.

These guys are like tarsal maggots, closely following Anxi's army.

"General Protector, what should we do now? It will take at least ten days and a half months to reach the sandbar. The morale of the soldiers has already dropped to the extreme. If this continues, I'm afraid there will be a mutiny."

Mutiny in the barracks was uncommon, and generally occurred only in times of extreme difficulty.

But now the Anxi army is facing a very critical situation.

Firstly, they were constantly being followed by the enemy, and secondly, they were running out of food and fresh water.

This is a very dangerous signal in the desert or Gobi.

It is impossible for them to get out of the Gobi without food and water.

Moreover, in order to compete for limited water resources, the former Paoze may turn against each other.

This is due to the instinct of survival, and it is impossible to suppress it.

"Let everyone grit their teeth and persist, and say that we will reach the sandbar in five days' journey."

Although he knew that they were still a long way from the sandbar, Liu Lin had to take this method to boost morale.

Sometimes the difference is just that one breath.

If you bite, many things will be different.

"Okay, then I will tell the soldiers first according to your instructions, but if I don't go to the sandbar after five days, I can't keep the secret."

"Well, follow my orders first."

After the adjutant retreated, Liu Lin shook his head with a wry smile, his eyes full of exhaustion.

How could he be so majestic as the Grand Protector of Anxi?
It's really depressing.

Feng Hao came over at some point, and said calmly: "Actually, the situation is far from desperate. Otherwise, the enemy army would not be able to just follow and not attack."

"Master Feng?"

Liu Lin was slightly surprised.

"How did you come?"

"Let me enlighten you, General Liu, look at your current appearance, you are so emaciated that you don't look like a human being anymore."

"If this is seen by the soldiers of the Anxi Army, how can they have confidence in their hearts?"

Feng Haoyu said earnestly: "We still have the strength to fight now. It is nothing more than the exhaustion of the soldiers and the shortage of supplies. But these can be overcome. But if there are demons and fears, then It’s really impossible.”

After a short pause, Feng Hao continued: "Do you still remember the scene when we fought with the Allied Forces of the Western Regions ten years ago? At that time, we were determined to die. There is a saying that is good, put it to death and live. We only have Only with the determination to die can we find a way out of this Asura field."

Feng Hao's words had completely awakened Liu Lin.

His eyes were slightly red, and his throat was a little choked.

"Master Feng, thank you."

"General Liu, you have to remember that everyone can fall now, except you. You are the backbone of this army. Only if you persevere, can the soldiers persevere."

"Well I see."

Liu Lin's expression suddenly became resolute, and Feng Hao showed relief when he saw this.

"Actually, I found that the coalition forces of the Western Regions seem to be in harmony with each other, which is also the key reason why they were unable to strangle us."

Feng Hao carefully analyzed: "Including the relationship between them and the Tantric School of the Western Regions, they actually have their own secrets. They only want to use each other, and they are not honest with each other. In this case, as long as we don't have any problems. They can't beat us."

"Well"

"I have used the teleportation technique to contact the guardian of the sandbar and told him to lead the army all the way west to meet us. So we don't need to reach the sandbar, and it is very likely that we will receive assistance halfway."

"This is really good!"

For this Anxi army, this is definitely good news.

Liu Lin clenched his fists excitedly and said, "Based on this, it took almost five days for us to meet the reinforcements. This commander did not lie to the soldiers, this commander did not lie to them."

Feng Hao just thought it was funny, it turned out that Liu Lin still cared about such a trivial matter.

Those who achieve major events do not stick to small details, let alone generals who command troops.

Once the success is complete, not to mention lying to them, but doing some outrageous things, as long as it is for the sake of the imperial court, it is not a problem.

Of course, Liu Lin has his own persistence, and Feng Hao won't say much about it.

His mission is to help the Anxi army reach the sandbar safely.

He Yanwoer, the commander of the 36-nation coalition in the Western Regions, stared at the Anxi Army not far away with a look of resentment.

Although they have been following closely, he has been unable to issue the order to attack.

The reason is that the 36-nation coalition forces are a mob.

Each thinking about their own interests, completely unable to twist into a rope.

In contrast, the Anxi army is fighting them with a mortal heart.

The desire to win on both sides is not at the same level.

If the battle has not started yet, and you show an attitude that you don't want to win, how can you fight this battle?
Regardless of these, it is said that the esoteric sect of the Western Regions also made He Yanwoer feel suffocated.

These practitioners of Tantric Buddhism in the Western Regions thought that their abilities were outstanding, so they didn't pay attention to the armies of the countries in the Western Regions, let alone him, the commander of the coalition forces.

If it weren't for the lord's instructions before he left, He Yanwoer really wanted to skin these two dogs and men alive.

Going on like this, when the Anxi army entered the range of the sandbar, it would be even more difficult for them to intercept and kill them.

And if the Anxi army is allowed to return to the sandbar successfully, it will be tantamount to letting the tiger go back to the mountain, and there will be endless troubles.

There is not much time left for the coalition forces of the 36 countries in the Western Regions.

There is not much time left for Heyan Wall.

So in the next few days, Heyan Wall must launch a raid, a raid that is much more ferocious than the last time on the Gobi Desert.

This is almost his last chance, if he still can't succeed, then Heyanwall has failed completely.

He didn't believe in fate, let alone that he would lose to a group of Central Plains people.

So this time he will gamble everything, and he will not hesitate to resort to a secret technique popular among the barbarians of the Western Regions-curse soul technique.

This is a kind of ancient witchcraft, which was specialized in the Western Regions and spread among the tribal city-states.

The core of the soul curse technique is to enchant the soul of the opponent, and then start to demonize it.

Once the soul is demonized, these people will do things that are unimaginable in ordinary times.

One or two may not matter, but what about ten or eight?

How about dozens or hundreds?
How about hundreds or thousands?
How about tens of thousands?
He Yanwoer believes that as long as enough people are affected by the spell of the soul, the morale of the Anxi Army will be weakened, and the entire army will become vulnerable.

"Night attack, the enemy attacks at night!"

The guards of the Anxi Army discovered the enemy's intentions and reported in time.

The guards of the Anxi army have always been excellent, and it is almost impossible for the enemy to hide from them and launch a surprise attack.

Soon Anxi's army took action from top to bottom, and the soldiers rushed out of the simple barracks one after another, gathering with weapons in hand.

The same is true of Liu Lin, the general guard, and Feng Hao, the bad handsome man.

At this moment, they are the backbone of the Anxi Army, and every move they make will directly affect the overall performance of the Anxi Army.

"Don't panic, hold on, we can win."

At this moment, Feng Hao thought of a sentence that his bad subordinate Zhao Xun often said, and blurted it out almost instinctively.

Although this sentence is very simple, it is full of power, which makes people full of enthusiasm in an instant.

"Brothers, hold on, don't try to fight with them."

"Yes, what's so scary about being flesh and blood, kill one to earn one, kill two to earn a pair."

"Fight with them, go!"

Not far away, a sneer appeared on the corner of Heyan Wall's mouth.

That's it?

"As soon as the soul curse technique comes out, they are all chickens and dogs."

This kind of ancient witchcraft has not been used in actual combat for a long time, and today is the day when the curse of the soul will come back.

Heyan Wall really wants to see how long Anxi's army can resist.

Under his order, more than a dozen wizards from the Western Regions lined up neatly and began to chant the ancient spells.

This language is very ancient, and even the barbarians in the Western Regions can't understand many of them.

But these are not critical, as long as these dozen or so wizards can finish the entire spell, his goal will be achieved.

Go to hell, go to hell with me.

After the soul is demonized, they will kill each other.

At that time, Heyan Wall doesn't need to do anything at all, just watch the Anxi Army die by itself.

Something is wrong.

Feng Hao noticed the strangeness immediately.

As the only second-rank practitioner in this Anxi army, Feng Hao captured the root of the strangeness.

That row of wizards!
The same came from the row of wizards.

What are those wizards chanting?
What ancient spell?

From the very beginning, Feng Hao rejected the system of wizards.

Although the wizard system was not recognized by the Great Zhou Empire, it was also despised by the Central Plains practice circle.But it has to be said that it has survived tenaciously in the foreign countries of the Western Regions.

This is largely because the Western Regions are ruled by Hu people.

Hu people only look at the results and don't care about the essence of things.

The Central Plains people are quite the opposite.

After Feng Hao learned that the other party used witchcraft, he became vigilant.

I have never eaten pork and seen a pig run.

Feng Hao had seen the power of witchcraft in the archives of bad people.

Once someone casts a spell, witchcraft will pass through the human body and enter the body, directly affecting the soul.

This row of witchcraft spells cast together will have a considerable impact.

Perhaps hundreds of thousands of Anxi soldiers will be affected instantly.

This is a very terrible thing.

If so many people are affected at the same time, then the Anxi army's combat power will experience a fault-like decline.

"Quick, plug your ears!"

The magic sound rings in your ears, and the best way to deal with it is not to listen.

As long as you don't listen, this witchcraft will not affect the Anxi army.

They did the same thing last time.

Hearing Feng Hao's reminder, the soldiers of the Anxi Army followed suit.

They know very well that the best way to protect themselves is to plug their ears.

But this time things seem to be different.

Even though the Anxi Army soldiers had blocked their ears, the magic sound still poured into their bodies.

This thing doesn't seem to be separated.

"Ah, ah, my head hurts!"

"It's so hot, I'm so hot."

"How could this be, how could this be."

"Help me, who can save me!"

For a moment, almost everyone was stunned.

Feng Hao glanced at it, and the faces of the Anxi army officers and soldiers showed extremely painful emotions. Their muscles began to convulse, their bodies began to twitch, and their emotions began to collapse.

Feng Hao knew that this was a terrible signal, if it was allowed to develop, the consequences would be disastrous.

Can't wait any longer.

Even knowing that the road ahead is dangerous, Feng Hao decided to give it a go.

"The fish machine knife comes out!"

Feng Hao yelled, and the fish machine knife was unsheathed immediately.

Feng Hao clenched the Yuji knife tightly in his hand and walked away.

There was no one else in his eyes, only the dozen or so wizards who were reciting spells to themselves.

In Feng Hao's view, only by killing the dozen or so wizards can the Anxi army be completely saved.

He had no choice, he had to put all his eggs in one basket.

This is a battle that must be won.

If you win, there is still a glimmer of life. If you lose, you will definitely fall into a situation of eternal doom.

It is true that Feng Hao has tried his best, but when he was about to reach a row of wizards, he bumped into a wall of air.

This air wall is invisible and intangible, but it does exist.

Unprepared, Feng Hao was stunned and dizzy.

After finally struggling to get up, Feng Hao slashed down and slashed towards the air wall.

All of a sudden, the flames splattered.

However, there was no obvious damage to the air wall, only minor cracks.

Even this tiny crack quickly repaired itself.

hiss.
Seeing this, Feng Hao gasped.

Is it so scary?
The opponent's cultivation base is so high, the Qi wall built can't even be broken by him?
You must know that Feng Hao's cultivation level is at least the second rank, and the strength of the second rank is not weak.

To be able to firmly suppress him, could it be that the opponent's realm is of the highest grade?
Thinking of this, Feng Hao felt shuddering.

No, if the opponent's cultivation level is really high, why didn't he make a move earlier, why didn't he make a move when the two sides fought each other last time?

You must know that a first-rank cultivator can change the direction of the war by himself, and can defeat ten thousand with one.

And Feng Hao has no chance of winning when facing a first-rank practitioner.

There is only one floor between the first and second grades, but there is a world of difference.

If a first-rank cultivator wants to kill a second-rank cultivator, it is as simple as crushing an ant.

The world seemed to be quiet.

Feng Hao forced himself to calm down.

If the opponent is not first-class, why did he create such a powerful protective shield?

why?
Could it be that.
Suddenly, Feng Hao had a bold idea in his heart.

He once heard a legend that the defense of wizards was very weak, so later they concentrated on researching a spell that could create an indestructible wall of energy at the cost of sacrificing a certain amount of lifespan.

(End of this chapter)