Alien Summoning System

Chapter 259
The next month will definitely be the most exciting period for those who are paying attention to this war. Outside the Yanmen Pass, Zhuo Ao and Wen Zhong have their own tricks, conspiracy, conspiracy, all history. Use all the means you don’t have. For military enthusiasts, this is definitely an epic battle that will leave a strong mark in history.

Now Zhuo Ao and Wen Zhong are commanding the army, just like two peerless masters duel.

Logically speaking, Wen Zhong has an army of 90, while Zhuo Ao has only 30, a three-fold difference in strength and a stalemate. At least from the commander's point of view, Wen Zhong is definitely not as good as Zhuo Ao.

But marching and fighting, especially this kind of battle with a scale of hundreds of thousands to millions, the strength of troops does not explain the problem. Although the number of troops is a very important factor in the cold weapon era, but in a stalemate battle However, the side with more troops may not necessarily be the winning side. In history, there are not uncommon examples of the weak defeating the strong.

If these two armies are compared to two masters, the strength of the troops is equivalent to the true energy in the master's body, but the factor that determines the confrontation between two masters is not only the amount of true energy, no matter how much true energy there is, It is impossible to output at one time, but Zhuo Ao cleverly took advantage of the geographical advantage first, and also controlled the opponent's output in disguise. No matter how many soldiers and horses he has, on the battlefield selected by Zhuo Ao, Wen Zhong can enter the battlefield at once The strength of the army is fixed, successfully avoiding the weakness of its own insufficient strength.

In the case of similar output, it is the means of both sides to test the teachings, lure the enemy deep, rely on defensive offensives to consume the opponent's strength, and Wen Zhong, as the leading commander-in-chief in the Conferred God period, naturally cannot show weakness, and often lures snakes out of the hole , or use the technique of exhausting troops to exhaust the enemy, so that it will be easier to continue attacking the next day.

Naturally, Zhuo Ao would not be the one who was willing to suffer. He planted thousands of scarecrows. If the enemy used the technique of exhausting soldiers, he would erect these scarecrows and beat gongs and drums in the camp to scare away the enemy soldiers. Half of the people slept with earmuffs on, while the others slept with their armor on, in case the enemy saw through their schemes, turned the falsehood into reality, and directly launched an attack on the city.

After the opponent survived, they sent out cavalry without beating gongs or drums, fired rockets around the opponent's camp, and went back to the camp regardless of the effect.

Wen Zhong did his tricks and asked people to pretend that the camp was on fire, and brought in a group of Shenwu cavalry to eat them up, but after the second day, the Shenwu cavalry would never care whether the opponent's camp was really on fire, and returned immediately after firing the rocket. If Wen Zhong dares to send someone to chase him, he will definitely encounter an ambush on the road.

For a month, although there were no large-scale battles, the small-scale fights never stopped. In such a high-intensity battle, any marshal in the world, even his body made of iron, would be exhausted.

Zhuo Ao's body was naturally not made of iron, but he didn't get tired either. Instead, he became more and more excited as he fought. This was the first time in his life that he felt like he was meeting his opponent. Not only did he not feel the fierce battle of constant attack and defense. Tired, on the contrary, the more he fights, the more excited he becomes, and he is the master of the Shenwu Empire, so he can't be tired, because this battle is related to the rise and fall of the Shenwu Empire.

Wen Zhong is not tired either, he has been idle in the Heavenly Court for thousands of years, he needs a victory of sufficient weight to spread his prestige throughout the Three Realms again, so he is not tired, nor can he be tired.

Both of them have enough reasons and motivation to maintain their enthusiasm and keep themselves from getting tired, but others are different. Even Li Wei and Huode Tianjun feel a little tired in such a battle, not physically, but It is from mental exhaustion, and the belligerent Ru Shichiro feels the same way.

Although the scale of the battles that take place every day is not large, they all know the strength of their opponents, and the psychological pressure that makes them feel tired. In the hearty victories, I forgot how to write the word exhaustion.

However, compared with Yanmen Pass, Koryo's side, after the hearty victory two months ago, ushered in endless sadness and desolation.

Koryo capital city, Seoul.

This city does not have the prosperity and magnificence of Luoyang, nor the ancient charm of Chang'an, but it is the most sacred place in the hearts of all Koreans, and now it is the last city in Korea.

Above the city tower in Seoul, Huang Tianxiang, who was regarded as the God of War by the Koreans, could not see the high-spirited and tall figure that belonged to the God of War at this moment. People have a sense of the end of the hero for no reason.

Behind him, there are [-] silent Goryeo soldiers, the only remaining combat power in this city. Although they have experienced more than a dozen defeats, their eyes on the back are still burning. It is a kind of religion. Believers see their god-like eyes, even though this "god" has experienced more than a dozen defeats in just two months, leading Goryeo from glory to doom, but they still firmly believe in With him, I believe he can lead them to greater glory.

In Seoul, there are still [-] people today. These are the last people in Goryeo, but their eyes are not as firm as those of the soldiers. In their eyes, apart from the confusion about tomorrow, the only thing left is A touch of despair.

Common people, of course, don't have lofty aspirations and ideals like those great people. What they want is a stable living environment. They don't need to be rich, but at least they can have hope of surviving. However, this little wishes, but none of the superiors would pay attention.

Why fight?Why do you want to provoke that powerful Shenwu Empire?They don't know how great the man who is called the God of War is, how glorious his past is, they only know that he led this country to a dead end, he destroyed their poor little hope, let They cannot see tomorrow.

Huang Tianxiang is also very tired. He has no reason not to be tired. As a proud person, as a person with enough ability to match his arrogance, in the face of failure, like many arrogant people, he cannot accept the setback of failure.

His tiredness is different from Qilang and Li Wei, but a kind of tiredness derived from powerlessness. A capable and arrogant person will often fall into a feeling of heroism. It brought hope, but in the end, apart from the short-lived brilliance, there was only endless despair. Everything originated from one person, a mortal.

Thousands of years ago, he was conferred the gods, although he was only the primordial spirit conferred the gods because of the destruction of his body, but at that time, he was already the top powerhouse in the world, and he could even kill moral people, who are now so-called immortals Existence, this record, no one can achieve it throughout the past and present, absolutely nothing.

However, today, he descended as a god and regained his physical body. He should have swept the world with an invincible attitude, but the reality ruthlessly destroyed the pride in his heart time and time again.

"Marshal, the enemy army is coming." A fearful voice rang in his ears.

Huang Tianxiang is not blind, on the contrary, his eyesight is quite good, even if he does not rely on his soul, he can clearly see a leaf ten miles away, the army that is coming like a black torrent with the power to crush the world, he naturally Also visible.

Seoul is not small, at least if it opens its doors, it can definitely accommodate this army of less than 5 people. But at this moment, in front of this army like a black torrent, it is like a lone boat driving on the rough sea in a storm , that dull aura makes people feel like they are fighting against heaven and earth.

For a fairy who descended from the earth, this is undoubtedly a very ridiculous metaphor. It should be him, the fairy, who makes people feel that he is fighting against the sky, but at this moment, he can't laugh because his enemy, An army composed of a group of mortals made him feel this way.

On the huge handsome flag, the word "Shenwu" with fangs and claws, looks very dazzling at this moment.

The hand holding Fang Tian's painting halberd turned white due to excessive force, and the cold metal texture from the halberd shaft made him try to restrain his emotions, so as not to let the anger daze his mind again. Mind, because at this moment, he is the commander in chief, the last hope of this city and this country, he must be calm and not be impulsive like a general.

In the past two months, I have paid too much for my impulse.

"Prepare for battle!" With a wave of his hand, his voice was still loud and powerful, but in this lonely city, there was an unspeakable powerlessness and depression, but his back was still straight, and he couldn't let himself Showing the slightest timidity.

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Three thousand soldiers, following his voice, the original fear dissipated a lot, replaced by a touch of fanaticism, staring fiercely at the damned invaders outside the city, as if turning into fierce hungry wolves in an instant.

Xu Da raised his head and glanced at the direction of Seoul. It seemed that his plan to destroy the enemy's morale with momentum could not continue. With a wave of his hand, the [-] troops stopped neatly. This city, but the opponent's morale has reached its peak at this moment, and if he rushes up at this moment, even if he captures this city, there will be many more casualties, so he did not choose to attack. Morale cannot be sustained forever.

"Silang." Xu Da turned his head and gestured to Yang Silang.

"Yes." Yang Silang nodded, and rode out, ignoring the Goryeo soldiers on the city who were looking at him with hatred, and went straight to the bottom of the city, his eyes fell on Huang Tianxiang, the burly figure did not care. illegible.

"General Huang, my marshal would like to invite you out of the city to have a talk." Shiro said loudly.

"Marshal, no, this trip will definitely be tricked by Chinese thieves!" A Korean veteran said hastily.

The corner of Huang Tianxiang's mouth couldn't help twitching a few times, as if being tricked had become a routine, this made him very annoyed, but he had nowhere to vent, so he just shook his head and said in a deep voice: "I'm going out of the city alone, and you all shut the city tightly. If they really take the opportunity to attack the city and try their best to defend the city, they can't do anything to me!"

(End of this chapter)