Lonely King and Widow

Chapter 800 The pit is 149 meters deep and feed him well (1)
The banners are flying, the horns are sounding.Thin mist shrouded the river and floated to the ferry.On the north bank of the Han River on this day, the whole world seemed to be covered in a layer of haze, which could not be seen through.

Nanrong's ship approached, and as soon as it anchored, under the cover of the dense arrow rain from the archers, the Nanrong soldiers with shields in their hands lined up, disembarked first, and fought with the Pian soldiers at the dock.

Rows of gliders flew overhead at the right time... At this moment, Pian Bing finally saw clearly that the flying things were not "eagles" but giant "kites" that could carry people.

But they saw it clearly, and it was too late."Thousands of Enemies" fell on the kite in an orderly manner, and exploded into the formation lined up by the Ping soldiers.

Juan Bing screamed loudly and wanted to shoot Nan Rongbing in the sky.But the take-off height of the glider was as calculated. The range of the bow and arrows of the soldiers was just a little short, and they couldn't hit them at all. They could only watch them circle and fly overhead, and their non-stop falling was enough to kill them. The enemy of a thousand men.

Amidst the rumbling explosion, thick smoke billowed everywhere.

"My lord, we're playing the trick of the Zhongnan Rong people again!" Ah Xibao shouted, wiped the cold sweat from his brow, rode his horse and squeezed through the smoky crowd, and said loudly to Wan Yanxiu: "Nanrong soldier's big brother!" Troops coming from behind—"

Wan Yanxiu's eyes sank, "How many people?"

A Xibao shook his head, "It's difficult to estimate the subordinates at the moment. There are so many people, it seems that there are no fewer than the frontal battlefield."

Wanyanxiu's sharp eyes were full of coldness.

The start was unfavorable, and he already understood that Xiao Qian's attack on them this time could be regarded as a dumpling for them.Moreover, there were aerial coverage and bombing, and the sudden attack from behind made the fortifications that Pian Bing had made useless. Xiao Qian also cut a hole in the pocket he had made for Xiao Qian.

"kill!"

"Come on!"

"Clang!"

Fighting broke out everywhere, and the sound of killing was like thunder.

Wan Yanxiu looked up at the glider in the sky, and heard the powerful "Thousand Enemy" explode in the formation, a kind of coolness from the heart slowly penetrated from the skin to the bones, tightly strangling his nerves.

He didn't need to prove it, he also knew that these were all done by that woman, Mo Jiu.

In other words, that woman has the power to destroy everything.

Such a large-scale bombardment, coupled with the front and rear attacks of the Nan Rong soldiers, even if the Ping cavalry were brave and good at fighting, they had no choice but to be confined to this ferry, unable to exert their original combat effectiveness.

Moreover, although the explosion of the Thousand Enemies is limited in power, what is infinite is its profound impact on the psychology of the soldiers.

Victory in battle depends on morale.

This is also the reason why the army was defeated like a mountain.

Often the control of the opening will determine the outcome of the entire battle.

"Ah! Ah..."

The screams came to his ears, Wan Yanxiu clenched his fists tightly, listening to the neighing of the horse, the clang of the weapon, and the birds in the sky running for their lives in panic, suddenly felt a sense of despondency as a hero's end.

I think he has been fighting for several years, and he is always invincible...

Why so far, losing streak at the hands of a woman?
Thick smoke billowed above the ferry, and the gravel and mud blasted by the thousand-man enemy rushed towards them, sandwiched with the sky full of gunpowder smoke, damaged chariots, fallen flags, and the soldiers were in a panic to deal with the sudden attack, and they were a little overwhelmed.

Wan Yanxiu pulled out his waist knife, the figure in the thick smoke was indifferent and lonely.

"All generals obey orders!"

He glanced coldly at the messy array of soldiers, a glimmer of coldness flashed in his black eyes, a handsome face hidden under the helmet, was permeated by the cold and no longer had the usual peace.

(End of this chapter)