Conferred God: High Priest of Yin and Shang Dynasties

Chapter 32 War of Mortals

Yuan Futong was wearing a fiery red coat, riding on a horse, looking at the scene in front of him in silence.

All kinds of large siege equipment were completely destroyed and abandoned on the same spot, and the embers of burned baggage and grain could still be seen faintly in the snow.

Han Qing whispered from the side:

"Master Hou, they ran away."

"I'm not blind."

There was no emotion on Yuan Futong's calm face.

It wasn't until this moment that he suddenly realized what kind of enemy he was facing.

According to the battle report, the Yin and Shang troops have entered the encirclement.

As long as they go deeper, even if it is only half a day's journey, they will have no chance of escaping.

It is unrealistic for 60 troops to completely surround the enemy. The weather needs to be used to catch the enemy by surprise.

Yuan Futong grew up in the north and is well aware of the weather changes here. Once the sun shines for several days in a row, there will definitely be a snowstorm.

But the enemy actually escaped without any warning...

"They say Zi Yao can predict the future, but I thought it was just a bluff."

Yuan Futong sighed and said:

"This is miserable..."

Han Qing frowned slightly and said:
"They fled to the west. Can't we just go south to Xuemen Pass with an army of 60 to attack Jizhou? How terrible is it?"

Yuan Futong looked down at Han Qing and rolled his eyes:
"If you can say such things, you should go and cook me a bowl of noodles."

When Han Qing heard this, his brows furrowed deeper and he said doubtfully:

"Am I right?"

Yuan Futong held the riding whip and pointed south, and replied:

"Going south is where there is life. But going south now is a dead end."

Seeing that Han Qing still didn't understand, he said helplessly:

"The prerequisite for going south is that the rear is stable, otherwise we will be lost dogs wherever we go. Believe it or not, if we dare to attack Jizhou, Ziyao will definitely stop moving westward and go straight to Beihai City."

He took a deep breath:

"There are only 20 troops left in Chongcheng. I am not sure that we can capture Jizhou before Wenzhong is defeated. Chentangguan and Youhunguan are too close to Jizhou."

Yuan Futong raised three fingers and said solemnly:
"Jizhou City is directly under the jurisdiction of Chaoge. It is impregnable and cannot be attacked in three days. The reinforcements from the two general armies will arrive. By then, Chongcheng and Beihai City will be in Ziyao's hands. We will lose strategic depth and important cities. We will be slaughtered. Lamb.”

"What should we do now?" Han Qing looked solemn.

"Ziyao must not be allowed to capture Chongcheng."

Yuan Futong turned his horse's head, stared at the endless army behind him, and ordered loudly:
"Abandon the baggage immediately! March quickly to the west! Catch the enemy at all costs!"

...

The sky was gloomy.

On the ground, two waves of armies faced each other at a distance just within reach of bows and arrows. The strength of the troops in the west was obviously several times worse than that in the east.

"Best wishes, the enemy's strength is about 5."

Being on the slope, Lu Xiong relied on battlefield experience to quickly determine the approximate number of enemies.

The cold wind blew against his face, Baiyao rode a strong red-maned horse, nodded and said:
"It's the enemies from the west who are preparing to surround us. Their pockets haven't had time to shrink."

His breath was no longer as weak as it was a few days ago. After taking the elixir given by the fourth general of the Demon Family, he recovered a lot.

"If the enemy wants to hold us back, he will definitely resist stubbornly..."

Baiyao looked into the distance.

There are only two days of food and grass left. Although Wen Zhong has sent troops to respond, time waits for no one.

"The last general invites you to fight!"×2
At this time, Su Quanzhong and Ji Fa jumped out at the same time.

The two looked at each other, and their gazes seemed to spark sparks in the air.

Baiyao looked at the two of them, pondered for a moment, and said softly:
"Since everyone wants to fight, let each lead five thousand cavalry. Whoever captures the enemy's banner first will have the first victory."

When the two heard this, they immediately clasped their fists and said:

"The last general takes orders!"

When everyone entered the designated position, Baiyao ordered the attack. "Dong——dong——"

The dull war drums sounded one after another, and the atmosphere on the battlefield became more and more solemn.

I saw the flag soldiers waving their flags, and the two wings of the Yin and Shang army rushed out of two black lines.

On the left wing, Ji Fa raised his tiger head spear high and shouted:
"More than Su Quanzhong!!!"

On the right wing, Su Quanzhong swung his halberd, and veins popped up on his forehead:

"Da Zhu is watching us! We must not let Ji Fa get the lead!"

As the cavalry charged, the Yin and Shang army took advantage of the situation to press forward.

The distance of 500 meters can be reached in the blink of an eye.

Killing cries rose into the sky, and a strong wind blew.

The two young generals rushed into the enemy's formation, fearing that the other party would steal their victory.

Baiyao looked at the battlefield calmly, thinking that this was his first field battle with the rebels.

Facing such a huge disparity in numbers, he dared to block it head-on. He probably received a death order.

Unfortunately, as far as morale is concerned, as long as he is in the army, the morale of the Yin Shang army will be at its peak at any time.

No soldier is afraid of death, including the civilian men who accompany the army.

They are eager to show their bravery in front of their "ancestors" and use the blood of their enemies to demonstrate their military exploits.

Cowardly behavior will not appear in the merchant army during Da Zhu's personal expedition.

After practicing, his eyesight was much better than before. Baiyao could see the enemy gritting his teeth and resisting desperately, trying to delay his march to Chongcheng with his life.

It's a pity that facing opponents who are far more fanatical than them is tantamount to futility.

Baiyao thought of a plot in a movie:
After the Leper King Baldwin IV invited the True Cross, with the blessing of faith, the Crusaders in Jerusalem defeated Saladin's Egyptian army.

He has no leprosy and no cross.

But he is the faith itself, the true god walking in the world in the hearts of the people of Dashang.

On the battlefield, the Dashan army crushed the enemy's formation like a torrent.

Blood and flesh were flying everywhere, broken limbs and arms were everywhere, and thick black smoke floated high into the sky.

The Dashang army was like a giant meat grinder, ruthlessly harvesting the lives of its enemies.

Ji Fa's spear was stained with blood and his face was fierce. He raised his head and stared at the enemy's banner not far ahead.

"Don't stop! Rush over with me!"

Not far away, Su Quanzhong also saw the large scroll.

"Om-"

He laughed wildly and waved the halberd, as if the god of death had come to the world. An enemy who stood in front of his horse was instantly cut into pieces by the sharp wind blade.

"The first prize is mine!"

At this time, both of them saw each other.

Normally, the most they would do is glare at each other.

But at this moment, both of them were furious and no longer concealed their thoughts:
"You spoiled little brat! Go back to Xiqi and eat your mother's milk!"

"A common man! Without that halberd! You are nothing!"

"Fart! I can beat you without it!"

As the two of them spoke, the movements in their hands did not stop. They were frantically killing all the enemies in front of them, trying to seize the banner before the other party.

Suddenly, their faces froze.

I saw a short halberd tearing through the air, making a piercing scream, and cutting the thick large banner in half.

Not far away, Evilai, covered in blood, laughed endlessly. After killing the enemy with another halberd, he shouted to the surroundings:

"Everyone has seen it! The first prize is mine!"

The rebel leader didn't know where he died. The crushing situation caused the enemy's troops to lose their morale and flee in all directions.

The victory was determined, but Baiyao on the slope was not very happy.

He turned the horse's head and said to Lu Xiong:
"We will set off immediately after resting for half an hour. Yuan Futong will not let us go easily."

(End of this chapter)