Martial Arts: Start with 100,000 Xiliang Cavalry

Chapter 46 Casualties
If a person stands in the middle and stands around this person, how many people are needed?

If the circle is small, three or four people may be enough.

If the circle is large, then there are many people possible.

But the soldiers besieged the same person, at most there were more than a dozen or 20 people, and there was no room for more.

These people form a circle, everyone has guns or knives in their hands, and they attack the people in the circle together or waiting for an opportunity, which is the normal way for the army to deal with the masters of the rivers and lakes.

Right now Zhenlong is being treated like this.

He was surrounded by dozens of people and was constantly being attacked. After he killed one or several people with his internal strength and punches, people from outside the circle would immediately fill in, so that the encirclement circle always existed and the number of people was always full.

Don't give up until he dies.

Zhenlong was already exhausted at this moment, and the remaining internal energy in his dantian was less than one percent.

How many people did he kill?He can't remember.

Two or three hundred should be there.

But he knew that Su Yuan was not among the two or three hundred people.

And these two or three hundred are nothing... What he was facing was an army of ten thousand people.

I didn't expect Zhenlong to die here...

He was both desperate and angry. He was born in the third level in his 30s. His talent is not bad, and he is fully expected to hit the grandmaster realm in his lifetime.

But now, he will never have that chance again.

What frightened him the most was that the soldiers he faced were like inhuman zombies.

They didn't shout, they didn't shout, they just waved their weapons and attacked his vitals.

These soldiers are pure killing weapons!
"Elder Zhenlong! We are here to help you!"

At this moment, a high-pitched shout entered his ears.

Glancing out of the corner of his eye, he saw a large number of people from the sect descending from the mountain!
"You guys!" He roared, quite anxiously.

Why come down! ?
He didn't understand, did he think that the entire sect could fight against tens of thousands of troops if they joined together?
how can that be!

After Zhenlong himself started fighting with the army, he already understood that his previous self was too naive.

He took these soldiers too lightly...

These heavily armed soldiers really don't die so easily!
Even if he has an innate realm, it is not easy to kill a Zhenbei army only by relying on fist and kick skills instead of internal strength.

For this reason, every punch, every palm of his must be attached to internal force to form an effective killing.However, in this way, his internal strength will be consumed rapidly, and by now it is already stretched and exhausted.

Now, his death is one life, but the whole sect is down, it is many lives.

"kill!!!"

The disciples of the Yunshan School performed their own martial arts, but most of them became ostentatious and living targets when facing the sky full of arrows.

Except for some Houtian Gaozhong and a few disciples and elders who were innate realms, the others basically didn't even survive the first round of arrow rain.

As the head of the sect, Liu Yunfeng's heart bleeds when he saw this scene.

With a figure like the wind, he cut several people in a row, forcibly tore open a hole in the encirclement that trapped Zhenlong, rushed to Zhenlong's side, pressed his shoulder with one hand to convey internal strength, and dealt with other soldiers with the other, and asked: " Where is Su Yuan?!"

Catch the thief first catch the king!
Liu Yunfeng knew very well that it was impossible for his own side to defeat this army, and there was only one dead end in a head-to-head encounter.Only by catching Su Yuan and threatening the soldiers with his life can the Yunshan faction survive.

"That bastard has long been mixed into the crowd, and it can't be found at all!" Zhenlong said angrily.

"what?!"

"Master! You don't need to send me internal power, you guys go!"

Zhenlong patted Liu Yunfeng's hand on his shoulder away.

"You are!"

"My life is here! Sect Leader, you can still go, take more disciples away! It's not worth dying here together!"

"I have let some of my disciples go! Zhenlong, as the head of the sect, I must fight to the death at this time!"

As soon as Liu Yunfeng heard that Su Yuan could not be found, he knew that everything was over.

But if you want him to go at this time, he will definitely not go.

He was the one who led the disciples down the mountain. Most of the disciples were killed by the arrows now. If he wants to leave at this time, even he himself cannot forgive himself.

"Master, you—"

Zhenlong was about to say something, when suddenly he heard a commotion.

Looking over the crowd and looking into the distance, a large number of cavalry are rushing here!
"Is it the support of Mr. Xu, the state shepherd?!" Liu Yunfeng said with a smile on his face.

But the next moment, his joy disappeared without a trace.

The group of cavalry who came from afar held high the banner, and the imposing word "Zhenbei" dazzled everyone.

……

North Xinjiang camp.

Su Yuan was worried that there was something wrong with Shen Lian, so he dispatched another five thousand cavalry to support him.

The five thousand guards are not the Yunshan faction, but Xu Yichuan, the shepherd of Mozhou.

He was a little worried that Xu Yichuan would send troops suddenly. For this reason, sending 5000 more people there was not only a guarantee, but also a warning.

At this moment, Su Yuan was sitting in the coach's camp, feeling a little nostalgic.

When Su Tufeng was still alive, he had brought the original owner to this big tent. Now that he revisited the old place, Su Yuan felt a little turbulent.

It's just that although the big tent is the same, everything inside has changed.

When Su Tufeng was there, the big tent was filled with various maps, sand tables, and military books.

Now the tent is full of exquisite jade wares and porcelain vases, and the chairs are covered with high-quality satin blankets. No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like a place where a general stays, but more like a rich merchant's home.

"Gongsun Kuo's pustules have all gone to the barracks to enjoy them."

Su Yuan disdains in his heart that such a person can be made a general and lead the camp in northern Xinjiang. One can imagine how stupid the emperor's old son Qingxiang has become.

If such an emperor does not replace him, then Su Yuan really feels that he has crossed in vain.

"My lord."

At this moment, Chu Changning raised the curtain and came in.

"All the surrendered soldiers have been brought back to the Northern Xinjiang Camp."

"Well, have you counted the number of people?"

"According to the statistics, there are about 4 casualties and more than [-] others are unharmed, but morale is relatively low."

More than 3000 casualties are already considered small.

Gongsun Kuo took nearly [-] soldiers out. If it wasn't for Su Yuan's restraint and the fact that these soldiers surrendered quickly enough, there would probably be more casualties.

As for our own casualties...

Su Yuan glanced at the soldier talisman, there are more than 7000 Xiliang cavalry left.

This made him frown slightly.

It seems that Shen Lian...a lot of people died.

In Su Yuan's frontal battle with Gongsun Kuo, according to his visual estimation, the casualties were only two to three hundred, but the number of cavalry was more than [-] fewer than before.

This meant that more than 1000 soldiers had died on Shen Lian's side.

It seems that the single-body lethality of Jianghu masters is really impressive.

Su Yuan thought to himself, this can be regarded as the advantage of Jianghu masters.

Although there are a large army, even if there are 100 million people, can they deal with a master of the rivers and lakes at the same time?cannot.No matter how many people there are, only dozens or dozens of people can go up at one time, and the rest can only stare in the outer circle.

This allows the masters of the rivers and lakes to have room to play, and they can use superb martial arts to form a small-scale asymmetrical battle, thereby killing many people.

Cold weapons are still inconvenient!

Su Yuan couldn't help feeling that if he summoned a batch of firearms one day, it would really be "the times have changed, my lord".

But having said that, if you really make a gun, if it is snatched by the enemy, it will also pose a threat to yourself.

Besides, in this day and age, gunpowder...

"My lord, my lord?"

Seeing Su Yuan lost in thought, Chu Changning asked.

"What's your plan next? Do you want to temporarily stay in Beijiang Camp, or go back to Beifeng City?"

(End of this chapter)