Dynasty Conquest

Chapter 677 Not a single one!
The Governor's Mansion encountered a frenzied attack from Rong soldiers, the gate was knocked loudly, and the smoke and dust fell rustlingly. Every time they hit the Nanchuan soldiers behind the gate, their bodies would tremble and suffer. Suffering.

On the outer wall, the Rong soldiers climbed desperately with red eyes, and the Nanchuan soldiers guarding the wall swung their swords vigorously. Blood splashed and stained the white wall, and the Rong soldiers fell down one by one. Countless people rushed up.

The two sides fought fiercely around the Governor's Mansion. With the death of Wushu, the rest of the Qianqichang continued to attack fiercely in the name of revenge for Wushu. It is a terrible thing for the dark Rong soldiers to go crazy. The Nanchuan soldiers guarding the Governor's Mansion suffered unspeakably, and their casualties continued to increase.

In the inner hall of the governor's mansion, Li Qing, the sergeant major who was seriously injured, was still in a coma, and the military doctor accompanying the army was rescuing him, and the thousands of chiefs were in a hurry.

Liu Bin's armor has been stained red with blood, both his own and the enemy's. But facing the seemingly endless Rong soldiers, his arm wielding the saber is getting weaker and weaker. He doesn't know how long he can hold on.

"boom!"

With a bang, the gate of the governor's mansion was knocked open by Rong soldiers from the outside, and dozens of Nanchuan soldiers who were blocking the gate were immediately buried in the ground.

"Kill! Avenge Lord Wanqichang!"

The Rong soldiers came in with red eyes. Liu Bin led the Nanchuan soldiers to meet them. The two sides collided violently. A series of sparks splashed out from the collision of the armor and the sword. The sharp spear pierced the man through. The dead man was squeezed and charged forward, unable to fall down.

The two sides fought together around the gate that was only a few meters wide, and countless lives were disappearing every moment, but the Nanchuan soldiers knew that if they could not stop these Rong people, none of them could survive alone.

However, there are too many Rong people. After killing a group, another group joined the battle group vigorously. The Nanchuan soldiers' footsteps are loosening. They are retreating. No matter how hard they try, it is useless. Unbearable.

The gate was quickly lost under the fierce attack of the Rong soldiers. Two thousand Nanchuan soldiers died in a long battle. The remaining Nanchuan soldiers began to block the Rong people in the corridors, in the garden and in the hall layer by layer. The Rong soldiers marched hard, They thought they were victorious when they breached the gate, but they were wrong, and they encountered resistance like never before.

"The general is inside, don't let the rooks of the Rong tribe rush in!" A thousand-strong Nanchuan leader shouted and led the Nanchuan soldiers to launch a counter-charge.

Although the Governor's Mansion is spacious, it still cannot accommodate fierce battles of tens of thousands of people. Due to the limitation of the terrain, although there are many troops of the Rong tribe, they cannot take advantage of their strength. They can only fight the war of attrition with the guarding Nanchuan soldiers. room by room, corridor by corridor.

The soldiers of the Rong tribe would pay a heavy price if they didn't take a step forward. The entire governor's mansion was filled with blood, and there were dead bodies everywhere. The newly joined soldiers of the Rong tribe stepped on the corpses and charged forward. The momentum made people feel chills.

"General! Rong soldiers are storming the Governor's Mansion in Qinghe City!"

A large army arrived outside Qinghe City, the black battle flag flying high, like a forest of spears, and the pitch-black battle armor formation gave off a heavy pressure.

The regiment commander Lin Cunzhi rode on a sturdy horse and looked at the smoky Qinghe City. He waved his big hand suddenly: "The whole army rushes forward and wipes out the Rong people."

The low and desolate horns resounded through the sky, and countless Nanchuan warriors entered the city from various gates and marched towards the city with neat steps.

"There is also Nanchuan Army here! Kill them!"

The Rong soldiers in the periphery were surprised to find that the Nanchuan army appeared behind them, and immediately excitedly summoned their friends and led their companions to kill these Nanchuan soldiers.

But soon these Rong soldiers found out that there were too many Nanchuan soldiers, and they filled the entire street in darkness, but it was too late for them to regret it now, and the Nanchuan soldiers had already shouted and launched a charge.

When the Qianqi Chiefs of the Rong tribe who commanded the siege of the Governor's Mansion learned that a whole army of reinforcements from the Nanchuan Army had arrived, they retreated in fright. But now the entire city is not occupied by the Nanchuan Army. Right sudden, but was firmly suppressed.

The Rong soldiers tried to break through from the west of the city, but when they charged and fell to the west of the city, it was difficult to move forward. The Nanchuan heavy infantry in heavy armor stood in front of them. The heavily armored hoplites are like steel monsters, invulnerable, and the crude weapons in the hands of the Rong soldiers look like toys.

"Warriors! Go up!" shouted the thousand cavalry commanders to charge forward, and the Rong soldiers were all aroused with bloody courage in their bones, but the huge gap in weapons and equipment cannot be made up for by courage.

Facing these heavy armored steel monsters, the soldiers of the Rong tribe who rushed forward were quickly turned into pieces of meat under the blows of the opponent's tomahawks, maces, hammers and other heavy weapons.

A thousand cavalry commander did not believe in evil, and tried to lead the Rong soldiers to fight a bloody path, but he was smashed on the head by an oncoming hammer as soon as he rushed up, and the blood mixed with brains splashed everywhere, scaring the rest of the soldiers. The clan soldiers no longer dared to continue charging, and they were going to break through in another direction.

But not long after rushing out, the interface trembled, and a large number of black armored cavalrymen wearing black cloaks and cold faces came to attack them. The house, started as a straggler.

This time, Lin Cunzhi and the others brought an entire army. In addition to their vanguard regiment, there were also tens of thousands of Jiuyuan cavalry under Murong Ke's command who rushed to help. Weaker than these Rong soldiers who grew up on horseback.

The Rong people have many cavalry, and the number of infantry is very small. They are also good at cavalry combat, but their horses are still outside the city. They have become infantry. Facing the Nanchuan Army, which is dominated by infantry, they will naturally kick the iron plate superior.

Lin Cunzhi strode into Qinghe Governor's Mansion along the bloody steps. He was shocked by the pile of corpses. He couldn't imagine what kind of cruel battle had been experienced here.

The two cavalry led by Li Qing were almost wiped out, as were the newly formed red scarf soldiers, but the Rong people suffered heavy casualties as well. The two sides lost almost one to one, which is still their disadvantaged record.

Looking at Li Qing who lost his arm and fell into a coma, Lin Cunzhi's face was gloomy and frightening: "Give me an order to kill all the Rong soldiers without leaving them."

Lin Cunzhi has always set Lin Chuan as his goal and benchmark, and moved closer to Lin Chuan in his actions and words, but this time he really couldn't help the anger in his heart. Seeing the life and death of his good brother who fought side by side unknown, he will All the anger in my heart was vented on the Rong soldiers in the city.

Faced with the encirclement and suppression of tens of thousands of elite Nanchuan soldiers, the Rong soldiers fought desperately like crazy beasts, but in the end they could not escape the end of destruction. The last hundreds of Rong soldiers put down their weapons and surrendered, but this time the Nanchuan army did not Mercy, faithfully carried out Lin Cunzhi's order, that is, no one will be left behind.

(End of this chapter)