Dynasty Conquest

Chapter 247 Killing the Enemy General

In the middle of the night after the fierce battle, facing the continuous forward raids of the Lin Chuan cavalry, even Zhou Dingfang, the always calm regiment commander, became restless now.

The black-armored cavalry led by Lin Chuan recklessly attacked the tower, breaking through three defense lines of the dynasty army in a row, and was less than 800 meters away from the tower of Commander Zhou Dingfang.

Zhou Dingfang is now almost sure that the rebel army with such a strong attack power is definitely the main force of the rebel army. Although the darkness prevents him from judging the number of rebel army, he already has a conclusion in his mind just from the intensity and speed of the attack.

The torches on the tower kept waving, and the dynasty army troops that had been deployed in other directions advanced towards the tower one after another, surrounding them from all directions.

"Third Highness, there is no need to worry, this rebel army has reached the end of its force and cannot attack us." Zhou Dingfang comforted the panicked Third Prince Long Rui.

Although Long Rui served as the supervisor of the conquest army this time, he had never joined the army before, and he was only at the stage of hearing about fighting on the battlefield.

In the past two days, he almost fell into the enemy's hands several times. The prince Long Rui has become a frightened bird, completely without the majesty and calmness of a royal heir, and always wants to run away.

While Zhou Dingfang was speaking, the cavalry led by Lin Chuan once again killed an intercepting army formation, and the intercepting dynasty soldiers were killed and cried for their fathers and mothers.

Lin Chuan had forgotten how many knives he had changed. The original saber had been chopped off an hour ago and he had thrown it away. Now he was holding an enemy officer's saber.

Lin Chuan killed through the enemy formation, covered in blood, turned his head and saw that thousands of Nanchuan cavalry had been reduced by half, they followed behind Lin Chuan panting, looking at Lin Chuan with eager and fanatical eyes.

"Brothers, do you still have the strength to fight!" Lin Chuan asked loudly.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!" Lin Chuan answered with a roar that shook the sky. The exhausted cavalry had been charging for hours, and what kept them standing was their unyielding will.

Now there is only the last army formation left from the tower. These dynasty soldiers in dark red battle armor formed a dense square formation, with their spears pointing obliquely at the sky, full of murderous aura.

"Legion Commander, I'm going." On the tower, Zhou Fei, the personal guard commander of the First Legion, said to the Legion Commander, and went down the tower with his ghost-headed broadsword.

As the personal guard battalion of the chief general of the legion, the three thousand personal guards were all tall and majestic, wearing the heavy armor of hoplites, standing there like an insurmountable mountain, blocking Lin Chuan and his path.

Lin Chuan reined in his horse and squinted his eyes to watch this murderous enemy army. It has to be said that this is a formidable opponent. When light cavalry faces heavy infantry, ordinary people do not have the courage to attack at all, because they will only be slaughtered .

"attack!"

Although he knew that moving forward would only face death, Lin Chuan still gave the order to attack, willing to be alone. Behind them, thousands of dynasty troops had surrounded him. Now he had no choice but to move forward. One fight, maybe you can kill the enemy commander, but going backward is definitely a dead end.

Although they knew it was a dead end, none of the black armored cavalry who followed Lin Chuan backed down. A look of determination flashed in their eyes, and they followed their commander resolutely, even if they died.

Lin Chuan leaned on the horse to reduce the discomfort caused by running and jolting. The sword in his hand was dripping blood.

Lin Chuan urged the horse to rush forward, but soon Lin Chuan found that the cavalry behind him tried hard to whip the horse, and the horse screamed and passed him from both sides
"General, you are the commander, let us rush to the front!" Said a sergeant.

Zhou Fei held the ghost-headed sword and looked at the rebel cavalry rushing indifferently, his eyes were full of hostility, and the three thousand heavy-armored personal guards had already raised their spears, which suddenly turned into a forest of steel spears, aiming at the constantly charging cavalry. Come cavalry.

Zhou Fei, the chief general of the Guards Battalion, was full of disdain for the rebel cavalry rushing over. Facing [-] elite heavy infantry, these light cavalry could only be slaughtered. He had even seen these light cavalry being slaughtered by heavy infantry. Look, he made a grin.

"Third Highness, please appreciate our army's heavy infantry." Zhou Ding smiled calmly, overlooking the battlefield below and invited Long Rui to watch.

Although Long Rui's face was pale, but as a prince, he couldn't be stage frightened, so he still walked to the edge of the tower and looked down.

"Nanchuan Army Wansheng!" The Nanchuan cavalry charging at the forefront shouted Nanchuan Army Wansheng, and rushed towards the forest of steel guns without thinking about themselves.

These Nanchuan cavalrymen didn't raise their knives at all to prepare to fight. They just opened a gap for the cavalry behind. They blindfolded their horses and stabbed their sabers into the horse's buttocks. Hit it.

Accompanied by the sound of puffing, dozens of Nanchuan cavalrymen and their horses were pierced by buckets, blood gusts, and before these dynasty soldiers retracted their stabbing guns, another group of cavalry rushed up.

Click!The huge impact force broke the wrist of the heavy infantry of the dynasty holding the shield, and flew upside down. Facing the death charge of the Nanchuan cavalry, the elite steel army formation like the heavy infantry only persisted for less than a moment before being torn apart. Opened a few holes.

Zhou Dingfang and Long Rui, who had been watching all this, were silent. The rebels couldn't figure it out with ordinary thinking. Their bravery surpassed all the troops of the dynasty army. Zhou Dingfang had led troops for so many years and had never seen such an army. He now Desperate to know who the rebel commander is and how he can make the soldiers so fearless.

At this moment, Commander Lin Chuan's eyes were moist, his eyes were red, and his voice became hoarse: "Jiuyuan cavalry! Invincible in the world!"

The black armored cavalry chanted slogans and kept charging forward. The heavy infantry kept stabbing the cavalry off their horses and slashing and killing them. Their hands were numb from cutting and killing, but the cavalry was still charging. stop!

boom!The shield of the hoplite was shattered, and Lin Chuan split his head in half with a knife, spraying Lin Chuan all over with red and white things.

Faced with the fearless charge of thousands of cavalry, the dynastic heavy infantry, which had always claimed to be the elite, began to desert, because they killed one cavalry, and the second rushed up, killed the second and the third Three, continuously, what's more frightening is that even if these cavalry die, they will use their last strength to pull one back.

Zhou Fei, the commander of the personal guard battalion, was full of anger, and cut down the fleeing soldiers to the ground with one knife. This is a disgrace, for deserters appeared under his command.

Zhou Fei saw Lin Chuan, who was brave and invincible among the soldiers, he let out a loud shout, facing Lin Chuan and killed him.

Feeling the strong wind, Lin Chuan waved his knife to meet him, and the huge force of Lin Chuan's arm directly knocked the ghost knife out of Zhou Fei's hand.

Zhou Fei was terrified, and hurriedly backed away. He didn't expect Lin Chuan to be so powerful, because he didn't see the trajectory of Lin Chuan's knife at all, and his knife had already been blown away.
"Kill!" Lin Chuan roared, and threw the saber in his hand, puffing into Zhou Fei's back, Lin Chuan leaned down, grabbed Zhou Fei's hair and swung the saber, cutting off his head .

"Ah! Son—" On the tower, Zhou Dingfang, the head of the legion, saw this scene, and immediately let out a long howl, which resounded through the night sky.

(End of this chapter)