Dynasty Conquest

Chapter 315

"Password!" A group of Guards Battalion soldiers who were in charge of patrolling the city suddenly heard the sound of dense footsteps coming from the darkness. The figures were vague, and they were on alert immediately.

"Light—" In the darkness, a large number of soldiers in black armor rushed straight over led by a deputy banner leader.

The correct password of the opponent did not dispel the vigilance of the patrol soldiers, because they saw that the opponent had unsheathed all their swords and swords, and they felt a strong murderous aura after fighting all the year round.

"Which department are you from? Why did you appear in the city?!" The ten-man patrol captain quietly put his hand on the handle of the knife, and took a step back vigilantly.

Seeing that the patrol was full of vigilance, the deputy head of the banner team led a smug look in his eyes, stepped forward and smiled and said, "We belong to the Eighth Banner Regiment, and we are ordered to go into the city to search for the murderer—"

The deputy head of the banner approached the patrol captain while talking, narrowing the distance between the two sides.

"No, why is there blood on your knife!" The ten patrol leader suddenly saw the bright red blood on the deputy banner commander's sword, and immediately stepped back.

Seeing that the patrol team was on guard, the deputy head of the banner suddenly shouted: "Brothers, kill me!"

Facing the sudden culling of "friendly troops", the vigilant patrol team of ten quickly retreated: "They are the enemy! Withdraw quickly!"

While turning their heads and running wildly, the patrol soldiers blew their warning copper whistle, and the sharp copper whistle resounded quickly through the silent long street.

"Damn it, kill them!" Seeing the deeds revealed, the deputy head of the team led by the team became furious, and chased after them along the long street with the troops that had already defected.

The two sides started a chase on the long street. The three ten-man patrols who came to support them were hacked and killed in a pool of blood by the rebels who came out of the darkness before they understood what was going on.

"Someone has rebelled! Tell the general!" The assembled patrol team fought and retreated, while hurriedly warning the military depot.

At this moment, a large number of senior generals of the Lin Chuan Army gathered in the military depot. They were waiting anxiously. The doctor Yun Xu was operating on Lin Chuan in the house. Lin Chuan's injury affected everyone's heart.

"Sir, sir, the enemy's spies have infiltrated the city!" A soldier covered in blood stumbled into the military depot, shouting at Thunderstorm, the commander of the guard battalion.

At this moment, the main defense forces in Qingmuchuan City are Thunderstorm's [-] guards and two infantry banner battalions, but these two infantry banner battalions defend the city wall, and the guard battalion is in charge of the city.

"How could there be spies in the city?" Li Yunshan, the chief of staff, was a little puzzled when he heard what the soldiers reported, and raised his head and asked, "How many spies are there?"

"There are hundreds of people coming here!" The soldier who reported the news replied anxiously.

"Thunderstorm, someone must be taking advantage of the general's injury to cause chaos. You take 1000 people to suppress it quickly! There must be no chaos in the city." Chief of Staff Li Yunshan ordered.

At this juncture, Li Yunshan, the chief of staff, immediately ordered Lei Feng, the commander of the Guards Battalion, to take down these spies quickly to stabilize people's hearts, because once they are used by someone with a heart, the consequences will be disastrous, but what Li Yunshan doesn't know, all of this has already happened Was plotted.

After getting the order, Thunderstorm took a thousand elite Guards Battalion soldiers and went straight to Beijie where the fierce fighting took place.

At this moment, North Street has become a battlefield. The troops bewitched by Robben are fighting fiercely with the patrols. Although both sides wear the same military uniforms, they are fighting each other to the death. , Soldiers were constantly chopped down to the ground.

"General Lin has been controlled by the people who have taken refuge in the Zhao family! Go in and rescue General Lin!" Lieutenant General Robben, the deputy commander of the army, rode on his horse and shouted loudly, constantly commanding the troops to charge forward.

According to Robben's plan, first control the troops' banner battalion commanders and other middle-level officers, and then use those who defected to him to control the troops and lead the troops into the city.

In order to fear that the troops would suspect his motives, Robben made up a lie that senior officers including Sergeant Tu Yue and others had defected to the Zhao family and were about to harm Lin Chuan.

The soldiers who were originally loyal to Lin Chuan were naturally furious, coupled with the fanning of some officers who took refuge in Robben, they naturally pulled the troops into the city, and started fighting with the guard battalion in the city.

Robben's plan was very good, that is to use these troops to wipe out the guard battalion loyal to Linchuan and a group of senior generals. At that time, these soldiers with blood on their hands will definitely face the encirclement and suppression of the rest of the Nanchuan Army. At that time, even if these soldiers find that they have been deceived and killed their colleagues by mistake, they will not be able to help them at that time, and they must follow themselves to survive.

"His grandma is a bear, brothers, kill all these offal for me!" Seeing the patrol soldiers of the Guard Battalion kept being chopped down to the ground, the thunderstorm who rushed to the fighting battlefield was furious, roaring with a thousand Guardsmen joined the battle.

The patrol team that had already been beaten back steadily saw the reinforcements coming, and their morale was greatly shaken. With the addition of a thousand new troops joining, the originally one-sided fight suddenly turned into a melee.

The Guards Battalion belongs to the direct line of Lin Chuan's lineage, the trump card among the elite, and each soldier is carefully selected and trained as an officer, so compared with ordinary troops, they are more skilled in martial arts and stronger in combat effectiveness.

"Boom!" The hammer in Thunderstorm's hand smashed the head of a soldier in front of him with a strong wind, spraying red and white things all over his face.

Just as Thunderstorm was about to swing the warhammer at a soldier again, the soldier hurriedly shouted: "Sir, my own!", Thunderstorm hurriedly stopped.

Now both sides are wearing black battle armor and black military uniforms. Although they are illuminated by torches, they still can't tell friend from foe. Everyone is slashing and killing everyone who looks like an enemy.

Thunderstorm retracted his warhammer and was about to kill the next enemy when a sneer flashed across the face of the soldier who had just shouted: Our own, and the sword in his hand slashed at the unsuspecting Thunderstorm.

"Sir, be careful!" A guard stood in front of Thunderstorm, and a bloody saber pierced through his body.

"Roar!" Seeing that his comrades were killed in battle to protect him, Thunderstorm saw that the soldier who had just called himself was holding the handle of the saber, his eyes were red, and he roared angrily, and the heavy warhammer smashed him to pieces.

The fierce battle continued, and a thousand guards led by Thunderstorm fought with several times the bewitched soldiers on the long street. The ground was already covered with a thick layer of corpses, and the air was filled with the stench of blood. The residents who were awakened by the slaughter were trembling, and kept praying that this nightmare would end soon.

Thunderstorm's thousand guards not only did not quell the chaos, but fell into a fight and could not escape. Although they were elite and blocked several times the enemy, they also suffered a lot of losses.

"As expected of the Guards Battalion!" Robben, who was riding on the horse, was full of fear for the Guards Battalion when he saw that only a thousand Guards Battalion blocked the way. Even though he was an opponent, he couldn't help admiring the strength of the Guards Battalion.

But the longer the time dragged on, the worse it would be for Robben, because once some soldiers figured out the situation, or the senior generals in these military stations stood up and regained control of the troops, all his plans would come to naught.

Seeing the long street of fighting, Robben turned his horse's head and ordered: "Go around! Attack the military depot from the southwest!"

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