Dynasty Conquest

Chapter 13 Fierce battle with Wang Jing

The red torrent and the black iron stream collided violently. One side was well-equipped and the other was fearless. Both the Central Army and the Xingtu Army were red-eyed.

Nearly 40 soldiers from both sides fought together, the ground was stained red with blood, the shouts of killing resounded through the sky, and the land shrouded in dark clouds was miserable.

It has been an hour of fighting, and the two sides have been fighting inextricably. Every second, countless soldiers fall down, and the lives of the soldiers mixed together are as humble as weeds.

On the high platform of the Xingtu Army's middle army, the remaining seven commanders looked serious, staring at the strangled battlefield in the distance.

"Should I send reinforcements?" There was a commander-in-chief's suggestion.

Lin Nuoyan shook his head, stared at the majestic Wang Jing and said: "We need to keep enough reserves, the Royal Guards haven't played yet."

The Central Army and the Xing Tu Army led by Caton fought for two hours. The corpses of the soldiers on both sides had already covered the field, but neither Wang Jing nor the Xing Tu Army sent reinforcements, just like two skilled chess players , Waiting for the opponent's flaws.

As the fierce battle continued, the bravery of the Xing Tu army gradually faded, and the well-trained Central Army gradually gained the upper hand relying on sophisticated equipment, and the casualties of the Xing Tu soldiers gradually increased.

"My lord, Lord Caton needs support!" Not long after, a general came to ask for help.

"Send two cavalry troops from the banner regiments." Lin Nuoyan saw the still quiet Wangjing City, and after thinking for a moment, they started thinking.

Soon, [-] Xingtu cavalry roared and went straight to the battlefield. With the sound of puffing, the soldiers of the central army on the periphery were strangled.

But soon, the cavalry unit belonging to the Central Army also greeted them, blocking the way of the Xingtu cavalry, and the two cavalry units began to confront.

The Xingtu soldiers were fearless of death, while the cavalry of the Central Army were well-trained. The two torrents collided with each other, and people kept turning their backs and reaping lives.

The soldiers who fell from the horse were quickly trampled into meat sauce. When they met on a narrow road, the brave won. Every time they collided, a large amount of blood would be splashed. Seeing his own cavalry being entangled, the commander of the Xingtu Army was a little impatient.

Lin Chuan was already standing with numb legs and feet, and the battlefield on the other side had turned into a Shura hell. The 20 Xingtu troops who entered the battlefield were now less than [-]. Every inch of land must be fought for, and I don't want to let it go.

Just when Lin Chuan was a little impatient, suddenly the sound of horns came from Wang Jingcheng, and Lin Chuan's expression froze. He knew that the imperial army in Wang Jing was about to be dispatched.

Sure enough, the gate of Wangjing opened creakingly, and groups of imperial guards wearing red battle armor filed out. In just a short moment, tens of thousands of people had already left the city.

"Master Lin, it's time to attack now." A commander said with some dissatisfaction with Lin Nuoyan.

Lin Nuoyan didn't care at all, and ordered: "Order the Fifth, Sixth, Seventh, and Eighth Corps to attack and kill them back!"

The Chinese army ordered the flag to be waved, and the standing Xing Tu army burst into action.

Lin Chuan's Fifth Corps was also in the attack sequence. With the waving of the command flag, the entire formation moved, and the soldiers looked serious and stepped forward.

Lin Nuoyan wanted to force the imperial guards back out of the city. On Wangjing City, the archers in charge of covering started a long-range attack.

"Raise the shield! Raise the shield!" Seeing the appearance of the enemy archers, the thousand chiefs reminded loudly.

Sharp arrows whizzed towards Lin Chuan's shield, and occasionally one or two sharp arrows shot through the gaps to kill the Xing Tu soldiers, but the vacancy was quickly filled.

The fight quickly started under the capital city. Under the threat of arrows, Xing Tujun ruthlessly broke into the imperial guards and started a scuffle.

Facing the melee, the condescending dynasty archers stopped shooting, but the huge stones of the trebuchet were still firing, drawing blood grooves in the formation of the Xingtu army.

As the emperor's pro-army, the Imperial Guard guards the capital all the year round. They have the best armor and the sharpest weapons. Therefore, the soldiers of the Imperial Guard are all brave men selected from various provinces, and the officers are the sons of nobles who are loyal to the emperor. .

Facing such an army armed to the teeth, Xing Tujun still rushed forward without showing any fear, with swords shining and blood flying everywhere.

The thousand-man team led by Lin Chuan followed the battle flag, like a wedge, inserted into the imperial guards.

An officer of the Imperial Guard swung a knife at Lin Chuan with a ferocious expression. Lin Chuan snorted coldly, and raised the shield in his hand to block the incoming sword. The sword in his right hand had already pierced the enemy's chest.

The officer's body was kicked and flew by Lin Chuan, he took advantage of the opportunity to draw out the saber, and a stream of blood flowed down the saber.

Just as Lin Chuan was about to move forward, his ribs suddenly felt cold. At some point, an enemy stabbing gunman pierced Lin Chuan's waist with his spear.

A look of pain flashed in Lin Chuan's eyes. With a roar, he stabbed the sneak attacking enemy with his backhand. He pulled out the stabbing gun at his waist, tore off the rags of his shirt, and bandaged it temporarily.

"Hoo!" With a sound of breaking through the air, an enemy soldier fell from beside Lin Chuan, with a sharp arrow stuck in his throat, and it was Ye Fei who saw that he wanted to sneak attack Lin Chuan and deal with it.

"My lord, you are injured." Ye Fei raised Lin Chuan and asked with concern after finishing off the enemy.

Lin Chuan waved his hand and picked up the saber on the ground, "It's okay, it's just a small injury, continue to kill, and the imperial guards cannot be allowed to leave the city."

"Yes" Ye Fei's arrows were shot without fail, and every time he let go, an enemy soldier would fall. Lin Chuan secretly admired Ye Fei's arrows.

The imperial guards leaving the city from the north gate were firmly blocked by the Xingtu army, and the imperial guards had to leave the city through several other gates. The Xingtu army command also dispatched troops to snipe. There are battlefields everywhere.

But at this moment, only one regiment of Xingtu soldiers remained in the Xingtu army camp, and all the other troops had entered the battlefield.

Lin Chuan didn't know how many swords he changed, and how many enemies he killed. There were fewer and fewer familiar fighters around him, and fewer and fewer enemies. They all turned into cold corpses on the ground, but the order to retreat did not come down. , Lin Chuan could only continue to attack forward, he was already less than 500 meters away from the city wall of Wangjing.

The fierce battle has lasted for a whole day, seeing that night is approaching, but the commanders of both sides have no intention of ordering a retreat at all. Everyone knows that whoever orders a retreat will lose.

Suddenly, a fast horse rode through layers of battlefields and rushed into Xing Tujun's camp.

Standing on the high platform, Lin Nuoyan was condescending, and could see the entire battlefield and the cavalrymen running towards him, with a look of difference on his face.

Soon the cavalry was brought up, and now only Lin Nuoyan and Kaili were left among the eight commanders.

Lin Nuoyan asked aloud, "What happened?"

The scout gave a military salute to Lin Nuoyan, and hurriedly said: "My lord, the scouts of the Seventh Corps scout brigade salute you. We found a large number of dynasty cavalry in the east, less than two hours away from Wang Jing."

Lin Nuoyan's expression changed, "Map!"

Soon, the map was spread out, and the scout pointed out the place where the dynasty cavalry troops were found. Lin Nuoyan frowned.

Lin Nuoyan knew that the incoming dynasty cavalry troops would be fatal to the Xingtu army in the fierce battle if they joined the battlefield.

"This cavalry unit must be blocked," Lin Nuoyan muttered to himself.

Kaili also frowned, "But we don't have any extra troops to attack, unless..."

Lin Nuoyan: "Let the pro-guard regiment go, you lead them yourself, and make sure to keep this cavalry unit out of the battlefield."

Kaili nodded after pondering for a moment, and strode away. Soon, the remaining [-] Xingtu soldiers left the camp and headed east, looking at the team that disappeared on the horizon, and then looking back at the anxious On the battlefield, Lin Nuoyan felt a deep sense of powerlessness. Xing Tujun was still too weak. Facing the behemoth of the dynasty, he still had some difficulty.

(End of this chapter)