Chapter 92 Fierce Battle
The lords of both sides watched the battlefield nervously from a distance.
Neither side can lose this battle. Whoever loses will mean that all their previous efforts will collapse. Everything they have worked hard to get to this point will be destroyed!
Linxia has never fought such a thrilling war. Although every previous war was dangerous, she was full of confidence. But this time, she actually had a bad feeling in her heart.
Although he clearly has more generals and soldiers than his opponent, and his generals are stronger than his opponent, why is he still uneasy in his heart?
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Meng Huo kept waving the golden-backed machete in his hand. In all the previous battles, Meng Huo never went to the battlefield in person. The two eighth-rate generals around him were enough, but this time the two sides were dead before they even fought. Now that he has a beloved general, Meng Huo must rush to the battlefield himself no matter what.
"Avoid the opponent's coach!" Zhuge Liang yelled at Pan Feng and Zhong Hui.
Although these two generals already possess the force value of an eighth-rate general, they still have no chance of survival if they face Meng Huo.
In order to prevent the sacrifice of soldiers on the battlefield, Zhuge Liang had a clear goal and drove his broken wind horse straight towards Meng Huo!
Sonorous!
Pan Feng held a long sword and slashed Liao Hua's long sword with one blow. Both sides were sword-wielding generals, and their strength levels were equally matched. They had both reached the level of eighth-rate military generals.
Liao Hua initially thought that the opponent was just a ninth-rate military general, so he did not take Pan Feng seriously. However, as the swords of both sides kept touching, Liao Hua gradually felt that it was a bit difficult.
It's not that the opponent's martial arts skills are better than mine, but that the opponent's proficiency in using a knife is obviously higher than mine.
Accumulate your strength to chop down, hold the knife in both hands, chop Huashan with all your strength, and cut in the middle with the knife!
Every time Pan Feng used the knife, he appeared to be extremely skilled. The long knife clearly became more flexible in Pan Feng's hands, but strangely, the power did not weaken!
"Come for reinforcements!" Liao Hua shouted.
If he were not surrounded by soldiers on the battlefield, Liao Hua might have fled on horseback, but he didn't have the chance to escape now.
One side goes all out, regardless of life and death, and the other side wants to run away when it sees the slightest disadvantage. The morale of both sides is very different, and the result is also doomed.
Seeing that Liao Hua was in trouble, four generals, including Hao Zhao, Sun Li, Le Lin, and Pang Hui, all rode their horses towards Liao Hua.
However, Zhong Hui had already stopped them on the battlefield with a long spear. Not only Zhong Hui, but also Wang Da, Zhang San and other senior militiamen from Dameng Town.
Originally, these four ninth-rate generals did not pay attention to these small fish and shrimps, and used all their strength to attack Wang Da, Zhang San and others, intending to kill each other with one blow!
But something shocking happened. Zhang San and Wang Da actually blocked the attacks of Sun Li and Pang Hui, and started to fight back with weapons!
"How is this possible?"
The eyes of the two ninth-rate generals were so shocked that they almost bulged out. This was just a militia, and the highest level was no more than a senior militia. How could they block his attack?
After just slightly relaxing his vigilance, Zhang San took out a spear from behind and threw it towards Sun Li's chest.
boom!
The powerful impact directly knocked Sun Li off his horse. Immediately, countless soldiers armed with long axes and halberds slashed at the fallen Sun Li's armor.
These are heavy weapons. Although they cannot break armor, one blow of the ax is enough to hit Sun Li until he vomits blood and dies!
other side.
Liao Hua couldn't find anyone to reinforce him for a long time, and he was extremely anxious. Pan Feng's long knife was still moving in front and back of his head. If he didn't pay attention, he would be decapitated by the opponent's long knife.
"I'm here to help you!" Liao Hua shouted and felt happy, thinking that his brother had finally arrived, but when he turned around, he found that in the distance, three ninth-rate generals were being beaten by a group of high-level militiamen.
The words just now were not spoken by Pang Hui and the others, but by the enemy Zhong Hui!
Zhong Hui held a long gun and hit Liao Hua on the back of the head with a shot. Liao Hua blocked with a knife. Pan Feng, who was cooperating behind him, directly cut the long knife across. With a pop, Liao Hua's head shot up into the sky, and blood rushed straight into the sky like a fountain. Yunxiao!
Meng Huo watched his generals fall one by one, and his heart became more and more shocked. He swung his golden-backed machete, chopped Huashan with one blow, and attacked Zhuge Liang's middle road. Now he only plans to fight quickly and quickly deal with the general in front of him so that he can devote his energy to rescuing other generals.
Yin and Yang hold the gun and raise the gun to block.
I have to say that Meng Huo is worthy of being a seventh-rate general. His strength was so great that he almost knocked away the spear in Zhuge Liang's hand.
He raised his gun and swept back, and a scorpion hit his tail. The tail of the gun hit Meng Huo hard in the face. Meng Huo quickly ducked to avoid it.
After charging up the gun and attacking with the tail of the gun, the sharp gun head from bottom to top then flew towards him.
The marksmanship skills of this seventh-rate general in front of me are obviously much better than mine!
Now the fighting only lasted for only Liuhe, and Meng Huo was already sweating profusely.
The Lord said that he was a seventh-rate general, but his martial arts had clearly reached the level of sixth-rate!
On the horse in the distance, Linxia clenched his fists tighter and tighter, staring intently at Meng Huo on the battlefield.
wrong! Why is General Meng already at a disadvantage?
The advantages in numbers and generals on the battlefield that she was originally proud of were all gone at this time. The combat effectiveness of the opponent's soldiers was generally stronger than her own!
What is going on?
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The opponent's coach could only increase the morale of the soldiers at most, but now she clearly felt that not only the morale of the opponent's soldiers was increasing, but the strength of the individual soldiers' martial arts was also increasing!
The balance of victory in the war gradually tilted towards the other side.
Linxia shouted: "General Meng, withdraw the troops! Withdraw the troops!"
If the battle continues, I am afraid that my troops and weapons will be completely lost.
It's just that the battlefield is so anxious now, how can Meng Huo have a chance to escape?
All the troops from both sides have been put into the battlefield, and the commander has already rushed in. How can it be so easy to withdraw the troops now?
Poof!
Zhuge Liang raised his spear and stabbed Meng Huo in the face. When Meng Huo blocked with his knife, Zhuge Liang had already taken out his armor-piercing knife.
The armor-piercing knife is similar to the Tang Hengdao. It is extremely sharp. Although it cannot break the armor, Zhuge Liang's blow went straight to the opponent's ribs.
There is no armor protection here.
Poof!
A trace of blood spurted out, Meng Huo frowned in pain, and immediately shouted loudly, and hit Zhuge Liang on the head with a long knife that split the Huashan Mountain. He advanced while retreating, and at the same time quickly reined in his horse and retreated.
"I will help the general in the future!" Zhu Ran, an eighth-rate military general, saw that his coach Meng Huo was injured and that his brother Jiang Qin was shot by Zhuge Liang. He had already been simmering with anger in his heart and rushed towards Zhuge Liang with an axe.
Modao!
Zhuge placed his spear across Po Feng's horse, raised the 40-pound Mo Dao, and slashed at Zhu Ran with great force!
puff!
Zhu Ran raised his ax to block, but the opponent's strength was too great, and the ax fell at the same time, hitting his skull hard. With a click, Zhu Ran fell down from his horse.
[You kill an eighth-rate general, experience +1000, skill points +100]
(End of chapter)