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Chapter 1675 Whoever wins will have face

In fact, as long as the Witch God is disabled and the defense line is broken, it will only be a matter of time before the Yinshan Ridge is penetrated. Seeing that the overall situation has been decided, the Northern Barbarians will immediately withdraw their troops and return to defense. As for the Shenwu Sect, they will stop when they see fit and focus on threats. The Great Zhou Dynasty would not choose to occupy the Yinshan Mountains for a long time at this time. It would require too many troops and was not cost-effective.

Lei Qiu and the other three also arrived outside the Qingyang Army's tent. When they heard that the commanders were discussing matters with Lu Zishu inside, they were too frightened to ask for permission to see them.

Zuo Yang said: "I think the three of us are worrying too much."

Lei Qiu nodded and felt it. Lu Zishu's backstage was very tough, and the three of them were too busy to worry about it. No matter what, this place is Lu Zishu's territory, only Yan Beitang is from outside.

The three of them also went back to reorganize the army. The battle was about to begin, and no mistakes could be made.

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Before dawn the next day, all the armies of the Shenwu Sect quickly dispatched troops, bringing only the smallest amount of weapons and baggage, and ten days of rations.

Lu Ziqing rode on the Fazui, and Lu Zishu rode on the blue and white unicorn to mobilize the remaining three thousand elite troops of the Qingyang Army before the war.

"Coach Dugu is back!" Everyone was excited and straightened their chests.

"Everyone!" Lu Ziqing's eyes passed over the admirable military appearance. Although the training of the Ranger Army was not as strict as that of the regular Qingyang Army, driven by honor, their morale was so high that it exploded.

Lu Ziqing was surprised to see that Senior Sister Shen Ziyue and Xiao Qi were both in the Ranger Army. Originally, Shen Ziyue cared most about protecting Princess Huyang. Lu Ziqing thought that he must have followed Huyang to Master Pang. Senior sister Xiaoqi was in high spirits and seemed very satisfied with the life of Qingyang Army. At the same time, there are many disciples of the Tianshan Sect, all with ice-blue hair, who can be recognized at a glance.

Lu Ziqing's eyes met everyone one by one, and he smiled: "What the Qingyang Army asked for before, now we have completely forgotten it! The mountain troops are the tigers hiding in the forest, and we have no taboos when fighting in the mountains and forests!"

Suddenly, everyone's expressions relaxed a lot, and they all started laughing. In fact, after the attack into the mountains, everyone more or less understood that the battle formation could not be set up in the mountains, and the Qingyang Army also needed to be flexible. Lu Zishu has adjusted the team's configuration so that they can use the squad as an independent combat unit.

The Ranger Army is now shining brightly because they were originally born in the wilderness and are better at fighting in the jungle. Each army hopes to get a ranger army as a helping hand, which can greatly supplement the shortcomings of the Shenwu Sect.

Lu Ziqing explained today's battle essentials: "There are not many tactics today. We will not occupy, keep no prisoners, and have no fighting methods. There is only one essential: Don't fall behind!"

"Let's go!" Lu Zishu shouted, and in the ears of the soldiers, it was a military order louder than thunder.

The Qingyang Army set out at full speed, quickly passed in front of the armies of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and headed straight towards the Black Wolf Gorge.

"Follow me!" Lei Qiu and the other three commanded an army of 50,000 people. Daxi led 10,000 elite Tiger Wing Rangers to clear the way first and hunt down the Northern Barbarian scouts. Daxi himself was a fierce general who was over ten feet tall, and the Kirin he rode was also very tall. He had a protective plate on his chest and rushed to the front with his whole body shining with fire. "Dazhou has sent troops!" There were barbarian scouts lurking everywhere in the forest, lighting up the smoke and trying to report the news, and then they became the target of the Tiger Wing Rangers. However, these Tiger Wing Rangers also became the target of the barbarian scouts. Cold arrows quenched with poison were shot out from the forest one after another.

Daxi swung his gun to knock down the incoming arrows. If he had been slower for a moment, he might have been injured. As soon as the arrow was shattered, a ghostly skeleton formed by voodoo appeared, and was burned to death by Daxi using red lotus fire. The Tiger Wing Rangers behind him fired their bows and crossbows, while the barbarian scouts hid behind trees and fought back.

Lu Ziqing rode on the back of Fa Sui and followed the tiger-winged army in a rapid march. At the same time, he observed the battle situation. In a place like Yinshan Ridge, once it flies high, it is a living target, which is really detrimental to the tiger-winged army. However, as the most prestigious elite force in the Great Zhou Dynasty, the Tiger Wing Rangers have also developed superb combat skills. The unicorn under their crotch sometimes flies into the forest to hide, and sometimes suddenly swoops down from the treetops. But such a high-intensity battle cannot last forever. Once Qilin gets tired, the soldiers will be in danger.

"Speed ​​up!" Lu Ziqing said, "We can reach the battlefield faster than Yan Bei's army."

Yan Beitang was also marching in a hurry, but the Qingyang army moved much faster than them, and Yan Beitang fell behind.

"The Qingyang Army is indeed very fast." The people following Yan Beitang, all of whom came from the Zuo Division Camp, all praised him.

"Isn't this unfair?" Yan Beitang protested, why are there so many Tiger Wing Rangers trying to clear the way for the Qingyang Army?

"They are not opening a way for the Qingyang Army, but for the whole army." Mengtuo came up and said in a deep voice, "The Chinese army has already pressed forward. We must quickly attack Xianglei Mountain and set up camp there. Why don't you hurry up? A bit?”

"We must conserve our strength before entering the Bayan Peak Mountain Road." Yan Beitang snorted coldly, "The Qingyang Army will start killing now, charging faster than the Chinese Army. Wait until they enter the Black Wolf Xia, where is the physical strength? I'm afraid there will be heavy casualties before the battle begins."

Mengtuo snorted lightly: "Do you think the Qingyang Army is some kind of miscellaneous army? How could an army with General Long Wu suffer heavy casualties! If I were you, I would hurry up."

"There's no rush." ​​Yan Beitang smiled grimly, "Bayan Peak is the highest mountain here, and Black Wolf Gorge is the deepest valley. They seem to be two directions, but they are not unrelated battlefields. Let Lu Zishu take the lead first. Let me attract a wave of hatred."

Mengtuo frowned and said, "If you do this, our Zuo Division Camp will feel very humiliated."

Yan Beitang was unmoved and said: "What I want is to win, why do I want face? Whoever wins will have face. Where will the defeated general get face? Lu Zishu is a goddess in everyone's eyes if she wins, but she is a goddess if she loses." Cousin."

Mengtuo didn't say anything anymore. He couldn't persuade the damn ghost with good words. He ignored Yan Beitang and asked the troops behind him to follow quickly.

Da Zhou's troops continued to pour into the mountains from various forks, and all the forks on this side of Yinshan Ridge were attacked one after another. The ruins of Yuhun were also invaded by Dazhou. The Northern Barbarians suddenly realized that this was an unprecedented general attack, and Dazhou made a desperate move. But they were unable to judge at the moment the direction of Zhou's main attack.

At this moment, a Northern Man scout hiding in a tree saw Lu Zishu, and immediately went crazy and wanted to spread this information. The Tiger Wing Army also desperately intercepted and killed the scouts and hunted down any flying birds that were used to convey messages.