Dynasty Conquest

Chapter 334 Vulture Banner Regiment
"What sound?" The soldiers of the Pioneer Battalion guarding the Gran Heights suddenly heard a strange sound coming from the dense fog, like an ancient demon god's footsteps on the ground, and the heavy ground made a dull sound.

"Warning—" The officers looked solemn, their eyes fixed on the dense fog, as if some huge monster rushed out of the dense fog, which made them uneasy, and they loudly reminded the soldiers of the vanguard battalion to be vigilant.

Surrounded by a group of officers, Commander Mu Xue climbed up the sentry tower, wanting to condescend to see what was in the dense fog, but the dense fog was too thick, apart from hearing the dull sound of approaching, They can't see anything.

The voice came from far to near, resounding in the ears of the soldiers of the Vanguard Battalion. The faces of the soldiers of the Pioneer Battalion were tense, and they were only holding swords and spears in their hands, and their palms were sweating.

"Wuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu...

"They're coming—" Cavalry Commander Murong Ke stared at the cold fog with a solemn expression.

In the past day, the [-] light cavalry led by Murong Ke fought countless battles with the rebels. They were all too familiar with the rebels' horns, and at the same time knew that when the rebels' horns sounded, they had already arrived.

"Clang-clang-clang-clang--"

The sound of neat and sonorous steps resounded in the dense fog, and the dense sounds merged into a dull sound, and a chilling aura came oncoming.

A gust of north wind blew across the front of the Grand Heights, and the dense fog dissipated a lot. The tense-faced soldiers of the Pioneer Battalion guarding the trenches finally saw the face of the enemy clearly. asphyxia.

The huge group of rebels had arrived one mile outside Gran Heights. The soldiers of the vanguard battalion could not see the two ends of the huge army formation from left to right, nor could they see how long the army formation stretched backwards. Long, because it is hidden in the cold mist, under the shroud of mist, it seems that the army formation is boundless, like a vast ocean, seeing so many enemies that are countless, the soldiers of the vanguard battalion gasped Cool.

The rebels wore black armor, and the clash of swords and armor made a clanging sound. They all tied a white cloth strip around their necks to distinguish them from the Nanchuan Army. The military appearance is neat, but they are more bloodthirsty and easy to kill.

During the long journey from Luoshan Province to Grand Heights, Zhao Feng allowed these rebel soldiers to slaughter civilians, so now these rebel soldiers became ferocious and bloodthirsty, and the evil in their bones was aroused. Everyone is extremely ferocious, and killing has filled their minds and dominated their thoughts.

20 rebels densely covered the entire wilderness in front of the Gran Heights, and there was no end in sight. Muxue stood on the sentry tower of the Gran Heights, and as far as the eye could see, it was all black, like a sea of ​​human heads, covering The banners covering the sky, and the army array like a forest of steel, even though they were bloody and experienced in many battles, they did not breathe a sigh of relief at this moment, and their mood became inexplicably heavy.

Surrounded by the generals, Zhao Feng, the rebel commander, rode his horse and slowly came to the front of the army formation. He squinted his eyes and looked at the Gran Heights. The Gran Heights had already been covered with barbed wire and countless trenches. Countless soldiers of the Pioneer Battalion in black battle armor were waiting solemnly. The black battle flag fluttered in the cold wind. Zhao Feng frowned when he saw the big three characters of Pioneer Battalion on the battle flag.

"When did Lin Chuan have another vanguard battalion?" Zhao Feng asked.

"Reporting to General, this vanguard battalion is the soldiers who followed Robben's rebellion and finally surrendered. It was reorganized by Lin Chuan." It is really whimsical for the army to resist their progress.

When Zhao Feng heard that Lin Chuan used a group of surrendered rebels to resist them, he snorted coldly with disdain: "Which general is going to take that Nanchuan battle flag for me—"

Zhao Feng looked around at the officers around him, and threw out this good job.

Slaying the general and capturing the flag is the greatest honor in the army. Now that the opposite side is guarded by an army recruited by Lin Chuan, it must not be difficult to capture the battle flag. So after hearing Zhao Feng's words, all the officers clasped their fists together Please fight, don't give in to each other, want to take this piece of fat to your mouth alone.

Looking at the officers who were arguing endlessly, Zhao Feng's face was full of pride. This is the huge army under his command. Facing his army, Lin Chuan, who was once invincible, will prostrate at his feet.

"Vulture, you go, teach Lin Chuan a lesson, let him know what it means to be overconfident." Zhao Feng finally set his sights on a bald banner leader, and handed him the task of attacking.

"General, don't worry, I'll bring back every single one of their heads—" Vulture's fleshy face flashed fiercely, he licked his chapped lips, his eyes glowed red with a fighting spirit high.

Condor was originally a bandit leader in Luoshan Province, known for his ferocity, and later reorganized by the Nanchuan Army to become a powerful general under Zhao Feng's command. Zhao Feng won him over with his beauty and wealth, and Condor soon Becoming a direct descendant of the Zhao family, now that Zhao Feng has sent a vulture in the first battle, the purpose is very clear, that is to teach Lin Chuan a lesson, and at the same time deter those dissatisfied generals in the army.

"Boys, are you ready?!" Vulture rode his horse to the front of his own flag regiment, and asked wildly as he glanced at the excited rebel soldiers with his sinister eyes.

"I can't wait for a long time, hahaha——" What kind of people, what kind of soldiers will they bring out? laughed wildly.

"Okay then, rush over and wring the heads of those Nanchuan soldiers to use as chamber pots!"

"Hoho——" the rebels of the Condor Banner Regiment raised their weapons high, slapped their shields vigorously, and made a clanging sound. Their morale was like a rainbow, and they dismissed the soldiers of the Nanchuan Army Pioneer Battalion guarding the Grand Heights, son In their eyes, they are the most powerful.

"Attack——" Vulture dismounted from his horse, raised his heavy [-]-jin warhammer, and sounded the horn of attack.

"This vulture always likes to charge forward, haha." Zhao Feng saw that vulture's subordinates were like little tigers, fierce and powerful, with a smug smile on his face.

"Get ready to fight! Archers, get ready!" Vultures and the others are attacking the defense line of the sentry tower. Because it is in the middle of the provincial road, Mu Xue personally led two vanguard battalions of [-] soldiers to guard it. Seeing them rushing to attack The rebels, Muxue calmly ordered.

The Vulture Banner regiment has always admired the bandit's attack style, swarming up, tearing the enemy into pieces quickly, and using their powerful strength to conquer the enemy, so they did not shoot arrows first and then infantry like the regular army attack.

Mu Xue dismissed the bandit-style attack of the Condor Banner Regiment. Although it seemed that these rebels were screaming and murderous, they were not the same for the Nanchuan Army who had strict defense and offensive training subjects. The problem, they only need to follow the formal process to fight against the enemy.

"500 meters—"

"300 meters—"

"200 meters—"

The vanguard soldiers in charge of observation kept shouting and reporting the distance of the rebels from the trenches, providing commander Mu Xue with a reference for issuing orders.

"Launch!" When he heard that it was only 150 meters away, Mu Xue violently swung his arms down, and more than 1000 bow and arrow warriors who had already put the spiked arrows on the bowstring let go of their fingers, only to hear a Weng cry, A thousand one-meter-long black mace arrows roared up into the sky, shooting towards the pounced rebels head-on.

(End of this chapter)