Dynasty Conquest

Chapter 263 Fall of the Warlord
As night fell, the hustle and bustle of the battlefield gradually quieted down. On the smoky battlefield, the corpses piled up layer upon layer could no longer distinguish their original faces, folded and intertwined with each other. The enemies of the past were lying quietly together at this moment, and all the hatred disappeared.

Surrounded by the generals, General Haotian looked at the battlefield that stretched for more than ten miles. Even though his heart was as hard as iron, he couldn't help the corners of his mouth twitching slightly at this moment. In order to keep this rebel army, [-] soldiers under his command buried The bones are here!

Groups of wild wolves wandered around the edge of the battlefield with green eyes, biting the broken corpses. The black old ravens were crowded with charred branches, and there were pieces of meat hanging from their fangs.

On the battlefield, the soldiers of the dynasty carrying heavy swords were searching for the remnants of the enemy. From time to time, soldiers of the dynasty who were injured and survived were carried away on stretchers, and soldiers from Nanchuan had their throats cut. The war was bloody and cruel.

The Far East Dynasty has been established for 300 years and has encountered countless rebellions. Therefore, the principle that the Dynasty has always followed for the rebels is: cut grass and roots!

Behind Haotian, countless imperial infantry teams set off under the scolding of the officers, the young faces of the soldiers were illuminated by the fire, and they entered the dark forest in countless lines following the guidance of the torches.

The war is not over, and the campaign of encirclement and annihilation in Luodian Town is just the beginning.

The remnant soldiers led by Lin Chuan retreated into the forest. Haotian, the commander of the First Corps of the Central Army, did not give up the idea of ​​pursuing them. In the dense night, groups of infantrymen drove into the forest holding torches.

The silent forest has been sleeping for a hundred years, and now the war has broken its tranquility. Thousands of imperial infantrymen held torches, and a long line of torches spread from the direction of Luodian Town to the depths of the forest, creating a commotion.

Farther away, the giant dragons of torches were converging towards Luodian town overnight. It was the 30 dynasty troops commanded by Lan Yu, who were rushing to the battlefield day and night.

The birds and beasts in the forest were frightened and fled in all directions by the intruding human soldiers, and some ferocious beasts launched a bloody hunt on the human infantry!The law of the jungle is fully demonstrated here.

From time to time in the dark jungle, there was the sound of fighting and killing. The Nanchuan soldiers in the rear and the vanguard of the Dynasty army were fighting in the dark night. The whole forest was filled with a strong smell of blood. Carnivorous beasts also began to roam. There was a long howl on the ridge.

In a simple camp deep in the forest, the flames were bright. More than ten thousand Nanchuan soldiers who had escaped from the deadly battle were bandaging their wounds, lighting fires and cooking. The soldiers who had fought fiercely all day were almost exhausted.

From time to time, the roar of beasts and the sound of killing can be heard in distant places, and a sleepless night is destined to usher in the vast forest.

Facing the trap carefully arranged by Haotian, Lin Chuan finally broke through in a bloody battle, but now he was bitten tightly, and the fighting continued from Luodian Town to the forest.

"General, they are back!" The sentinel climbing on the big tree shouted excitedly.

Lin Chuan, who was eating cold noodle cakes, suddenly stood up and looked towards the forest to the west.

"Quick, quick, military doctor! Military doctor!" The dense bushes were parted, and the blood-soaked rear soldiers rushed out carrying a large number of wounded.

The white face of General Ming Yang of the Fifth Corps was covered with blood, and he completely lost his usual elegant image. At this moment, his voice was hoarse, and he called for the military doctor.

The soldiers in the entire camp immediately got busy, went up to meet the wounded soldiers who were seriously injured.

Lin Chuan hurriedly stood up and shouted: "The guard battalion is on alert!"

With a wave of the thunderstorm, the soldiers of the Guards Battalion grabbed the weapons beside them, and under the leadership of their respective officers, began to guard around the camp.

"General, don't be nervous. The soldiers of the Dynasty were led to the north by the commander of the Third Banner Battalion, and they can't catch up for the time being." Ming Yang saw Lin Chuan as if he was facing an enemy, and said with a heavy breath.

Ming Yang led [-] soldiers as the rear guards to block the pursuers, and now less than half of them successfully arrived at the camp, most of them were scarred, which showed the brutality of the battle.

Lin Chuan looked around the crowd, grabbed Ming Yang's shoulder and asked, "Mundo brought someone to meet you, so you haven't seen him?!"

Hearing Lin Chuan's question, Ming Yang's face was full of grief, and he pointed to the person on the stretcher not far away and said in a low and choked voice: "General Mundo, he died..."

When Lin Chuan heard Ming Yang's words, his mind went blank. He pushed Ming Yang away, walked quickly to the stretcher on the ground, and pulled over the corpse covered with the military flag until Lin Chuan saw Mondo's tightly closed body. His eyes froze for a moment, and his heart suddenly felt like a hammer blow, incomparably painful.

Mengdo is an old acquaintance of Lin Chuan, and the two have known each other since they were disciples of Xing. Although Mengdo is rough, he is jealous of evil and has always taken good care of Lin Chuan.

Later, Mengdo became the commander of the regiment, and was assigned to Lin Chuan. He always took the lead in every battle and was deeply loved by the soldiers. Such a good general is now lying there quietly, forever without life.

"Brother Meng, I, Lin Chuan, have come to see you. Open your eyes and look at me!" Lin Chuan choked up and burst into tears. Seeing the death of his beloved general, the surrounding soldiers couldn't help but secretly wiped his face. tears.

Scenes of the past flashed through Lin Chuan's mind like a black and white movie, Mondo's rough voice, bold personality, everyone drinking together, fighting the enemy side by side, Lin Chuan never thought that such a close comrade-in-arms would be so unpredictable leave.

Looking at the broken battle armor on Mondo's body, the deep blood groove, and the broken arrow, Lin Chuan was heartbroken, distraught, stood up, and angrily punched the trunk as thick as a bucket. Immediately, blood flowed horizontally.

Lin Chuan hates now!He hated himself for letting Mondo, who had been fighting fiercely for several days, go back to rescue the besieged soldiers. He originally came to Luodian Town to rescue Mondo. Now that Mondo is dead, he died tragically on the battlefield. Lin Chuan was full of deep self-confidence. responsibility.

"General, General Mundo died fighting to save us. All the soldiers of our Fifth Corps will avenge General Mundo!!" Ming Yang's voice choked up, his fists creaked, and his eyes were red.

Mondo's death in battle was a huge loss to the Lin Chuan Corps. As the commander of the Fourth Corps, Mondo was brave and good at fighting. , Lin Chuan lost a good brother and comrade in arms.

On the empty journey, the friends and warriors beside him fell one by one, and the road ahead was lonely. Lin Chuan had never felt so uncomfortable.

It was night, and with the sound of the horn, Mondo's body was reduced to ashes in the raging fire. Holding the urn, Lin Chuan's eyes were red.

The death of Mundo made all the soldiers shrouded in an atmosphere of grief and indignation.

"Soldiers of the Nanchuan Army, General Mundo died on the battlefield fighting the enemy. He did not disgrace this fierce military flag, nor did he disgrace his oath of the horse leather shroud! He has gone, and we are here! Let's keep going!"

Lin Chuan's deep voice echoed in the forest, and the surviving Nanchuan soldiers held their weapons tightly and would continue to move forward amidst grief and indignation.

"Revenge!!" Lin Chuan's roar almost broke his throat——

"Revenge! Revenge!" The Nanchuan soldiers roared like a tsunami in grief and anger. The beasts in the forest roared wildly, and the birds made a fluttering sound.

"What a bunch of lunatics!" The captured Long Rui curled up in a corner, looked at the roaring Nanchuan soldiers, and underestimated in a low voice.

Starting from an extraordinary night, the roar of the Lin Chuan Legion will shake the Far Eastern Dynasty, and the name of Lin Chuan will spread throughout the world of Middle-earth...

(End of this chapter)