Dynasty Conquest

Chapter 374 Burning the City
In January 804 AD, the dynasty's conquest army under the command of Lan Yu launched a fierce attack on the Nanchuan Army in the Sanggan River area. The 1 Nanchuan Army under the command of Lin Chuan fought to the death with inferior forces.

The fierce battle had lasted for a whole day, and the trench positions on both sides of the city wall of the Nanchuan Army were all declared lost, and the defenders were all blood-stained on the battlefield.

The defense line of the city wall was also in jeopardy. Zhao Feng led the tenth column of the dynasty army with 15 people to continuously attack the defense area of ​​the city wall.

The city wall of the Nanchuan army fell several times, but the brave and tenacious Nanchuan soldiers organized a death squad to take it back. The two sides fought back and forth like this. The entire city wall was like a huge hole, constantly devouring the lives of the soldiers on both sides.

"Tell Zhao Feng, if I can't take down the city wall before dark, I will change people." Lan Yu had no patience in her heart at this moment, and sent someone to urge Zhao Feng.

The messengers quickly found Zhao Feng, the general who had been supervising the battle at the forefront. At this moment, Zhao Feng had completely lost his previous calmness and composure. Looking at the blood-stained city wall, he felt a sense of powerlessness in his heart. , Facing the mad attack of an army of 15, the Nanchuan Army unexpectedly blocked their footsteps.

"General Zhao, the marshal told you to take down the city wall before dark, otherwise you will have to change people." The orderly said with a high toe, his tone was cold, and he turned and left without waiting for Zhao Feng to answer.

"Damn it!" Seeing the arrogant appearance of the orderly, Zhao Feng cursed in his heart. After he surrendered to the dynasty, his life was not easy. As a surrendered general, his status was very low. This made Zhao Feng extremely uncomfortable.

But Zhao Feng dared not speak out now. Behind him was the elite army of the dynasty. If he didn't work hard, maybe their swords would be cleaned up together with him.

Zhao Feng's expression was uncertain, he gritted his teeth and shouted to the adjutant: "Call our epee battalion up!"

"General, that is the foundation of our foothold, please think again, General."

The Battalion of Heavy Swordsmen is the most elite unit under Zhao Feng's command, and it is also his trump card. He will not use it unless he has to, but now that the city wall cannot be captured, he has to use it.

Soon, the [-] most elite battalion of heavy swordsmen under Zhao Feng's command was transferred up. These soldiers wearing bronze masks and exuding a tough aura were Zhao Feng's last trump card.

"Master Yifu, Zhao Feng has transferred his battalion of heavy swordsmen." Haotian has been paying close attention to the situation on the battlefield, seeing Zhao Feng's movements, so he reported to Lan Yu immediately.

Sapphire seemed to have expected it long ago, her face didn't change at all, her tone was a little cold: "Hao'er, if he can't attack this time, you can bring someone up, there's no need for these trash to stay if they can't attack the city wall in a day." caught."

"As ordered—" Haotian saw Zhao Feng who was organizing an attack, his eyes showed pity, the rebels who surrendered were rebels after all.

"General, they're coming up again!" The city wall after a day of fierce fighting was already dilapidated, and the pile of corpses was full of Nanchuan soldiers panting heavily.

The armor of Nanchuan soldiers was stained with blood, and their bodies were covered with scars, as if they were fished out of a pool of blood, but their eyes were still as firm as ever.

"Have all the wounded been sent down?" Lin Chuan asked.

Sith replied: "All the wounded have been sent back to the north shore, and the fuel is ready."

"Okay, then retreat." Lin Chuan stood up unsteadily, leaning on his saber.

Now the trench positions on both sides of the city wall have been lost. If they continue to stick to the city wall, they will be in danger of being surrounded. Looking at the city wall full of corpses, Lin Chuan's eyes are full of unwillingness, and he leads the surviving Nanchuan soldiers to retreat to the north bank.

Zhao Feng's Battalion of Epee Swordsmen is the elite under his command. At this moment, they are like tigers out of the cage, stepping on the road piled up with corpses, leaping forward with agility, and rushing towards the city wall quickly. Only pairs of cold eyes were exposed under the mask, and the weapons in their hands gleamed coldly.

Behind these battalions of heavy swordsmen were tens of thousands of dynasty soldiers in torn armor. They were driven by the supervising team with swords and guns to continue their attack.

"Kill——" the epee battalion was very fast, and within a few jumps, they had already rushed to the bottom of the city wall. Following the ladder made of corpses, they roared and killed them on the city wall.

The city wall was full of corpses, no longer distinguishing between enemy and friend, intertwined and overlapping each other. Among the corpses, black kerosene was gurgling and flowing.

The soldiers of the epee battalion wearing bronze masks unexpectedly did not encounter any resistance. There were no living Nanchuan soldiers on the city wall. On the north side of the city wall, they saw Lin Chuan and a group of soldiers retreating to the north bank .

"Crack!" A soldier of the epee battalion swung his sword and chopped off the black battle flag flying on the city wall, replacing it with the dynasty's dragon flag.

"General, general, the epee battalion has occupied the city wall, occupied the city wall!" the adjutant reported to Zhao Feng with snot and tears.

It was too difficult. After a day of fierce fighting, the city wall that cost the lives of countless soldiers was finally captured. Zhao Feng was so excited that he couldn't speak at the moment.

"Quick, quick, report victory to the Marshal, our troops have taken down the city wall!" The first thing Zhao Feng did after he realized it was to report victory to Lan Yu.

In fact, Zhao Feng didn't need to report, Lan Yu had already seen the Dynasty Dragon Flag raised over the city, the restlessness in her heart finally calmed down, and a smile appeared on her face.

"This Zhao Feng is not a useless waste." Haotian rubbed his chin and muttered to himself.

"The dynasty will win! The dynasty will win!" As the dragon flag was planted on the top of the city, the soldiers of the dynasty who were responsible for the attack wept with joy and wailed loudly. They finally saved their lives. The soldiers of the dynasty army held up their weapons and cheered. Not easy victory.

"Epee Swordsman Battalion, well done, I want to give you credit!" Zhao Feng was now full of excitement for the Heavy Swordsman Battalion's ability to take down the city wall, and was somewhat incoherent.

Seeing the Dynasty Dragon Flag rising from the city wall and hearing the cheers like a tsunami, Lin Chuan and others retreated with extremely complicated emotions and were full of unwillingness.

"Qiye, light the fire." Lin Chuan looked at the dilapidated city wall with a gloomy expression.

Li Qiye, the commander of the Thousand Guards Battalion, bent his bow and set an arrow, and a rocket roared and fell into the city wall occupied by the imperial army.

"Boom!" As the rocket fell into the city wall, a huge tongue of flame erupted with a bang, engulfing several cheering soldiers from the epee battalion around.

The city wall has been filled with kerosene by the Nanchuan soldiers. Since they can't defend the city wall, the Dynasty army can't even think about holding it.

"What's going on?" Seeing the sudden burst of flames on the city wall, Zhao Feng's heart tightened, and he hurriedly sent someone to check.

When Zhao Feng's people hadn't gone far, a raging fire had already ignited on the city wall, and it spread with lightning speed, and those elite soldiers of the heavy swordsman battalion were engulfed by the fire before they had time to react , let out a howl like ghosts and wolves.

Facing the raging fire, countless soldiers of the epee battalion jumped directly from the city wall and fell to pieces.

The shrill screams replaced the loud cheers. The change came so quickly that people had no time to react. After experiencing ecstasy, Zhao Feng's mood suddenly fell to the bottom. Watching the most elite troops under his command being engulfed by the flames, Zhao Feng's heart surged with blood. , with a sweet taste in his mouth, he spurted out a big mouthful of blood, and passed out in a coma.

"This boy from the Lin family is so ruthless!" Lan Yu looked at the raging fire and the engulfed dynasty soldiers, gritted her teeth and said with a gloomy face that could drip water.

(End of this chapter)