Chapter 443: This battle will definitely win
"Fight!"
The roar of millions of border troops shattered the sky.
Step again in the second step!
The golden light was blocked by the fighting spirit soaring into the sky and could not make any progress.
Next is the third step!
"Fight!"
Boom—
The endless fighting spirit turned into a sharp blade that split everything.
Even if it was the golden light that was shot by the twelve Taoist martial arts realms, it was completely shattered!
The next moment, it was the Arrow Mountain.
There are millions of arrows, of which more than a thousand people are in the Shenwu Realm.
Such power is no less than the twelve Western Barbarians' ancestors.
However, Ma Ningyan, Xu Wanqun, or other generals, generals, and even ordinary soldiers.
No one wants to step back, and he will never step back!
The reputation of the Daqian Battle Formation lies in the unity of thoughts.
When you are in the array, your personal thoughts are no longer important and cannot even be controlled by yourself.
You can only follow the battle formation and follow the orders!
"Fight!"
Step 4, and the shocking blade formed by millions of people's fighting spirit also split the mountain of arrows.
Countless arrows fell like raindrops.
It is not known for its defense, but purely based on offense as its defense.
Such an arrow rain naturally caused a lot of damage to the border troops.
Ma Ningyan didn't look at the rear, and shouted loudly: "The whole army!"
"Attack!"
Before the messenger could shout it out, she took the lead and rushed towards the Western Yi clan.
The eighteen cavalry of Tiannan Prefecture at that time, and the current commander and general of the Daqian border army are still closely followed as many years ago.
Millions of border troops in the rear immediately launched a charge.
This scene made Jiang Lin vaguely remember the difficulties of Ma Ningyan when he first led his troops to attack the city.
At that time, the powerful clans arranged a group of only 30,000 soldiers and horses to attack nearly 100,000 defenders.
Charges again and again seemed so insignificant.
More than half of the loss was lost, and the enemy's gate was not broken.
In the end, Jiang Lin broke the city with one arrow and reversed the situation.
This time, there are no exceptions.
Faced with the charge of the Daqian border army, the Western Yi clan was not afraid at all.
In front of them, there were four million servants.
Although the combat power is much weaker than that of the Daqian border army, the meaning of the existence of those cannon fodder is to delay time.
As long as time is enough, they have the confidence to shoot five times their enemies.
On the way to charge, there were two more waves of arrows.
At least 100,000 border troops were shot to death on the spot, and hundreds of thousands were injured.
But no one is afraid because it is a battle of national destiny.
After winning, Daqian no longer has to worry about the situation in the northwest.
If you lose, the country will be destroyed and the family will be destroyed.
Ma Ningyan came first, wearing black armor, and slashed out the black light knife of the holy warrior level in his hand.
The sword energy of more than one hundred feet caused countless casualties and injuries to the enemy ahead.
Xu Wanqun and the eighteen cavalry who followed closely followed and rushed into the enemy formation.
Then there are the border troops.
The families of those servants were all controlled by the Western Yi clans, and they couldn't do anything even if they wanted to fight.
Even though they knew they were dead, they could only grit their teeth and fight hard.
The melee of nearly ten million people is a heroic spirit that no word can describe.
Mountains and rivers collapse, and the sun and the moon are gone.
Only the Western Yi clan is as stable as a mountain, with waves of arrow rains hitting.
Most of them were heading to the rear of the border army, but as the two armies became more in-depth, the arrow rain gradually aimed at the "one of their own people".
As the servants fought, they heard a whooshing sound in their ears.
Turning around and looking, I saw countless arrows shooting towards this side.
"Western Yi!" Someone roared out angrily.
Even the minion army was an allies, and the Western barbarians were willing to shoot and kill "people" in order to expand the results of the war!
Many people were angry and wanted to rush back to ask the Western Yi clan for an explanation, but the only responses to them were the cold eyes of the Western Yi archers and the colder arrows.
There was also a supervisor team behind the array. Even though they were full of anger, they had to yell.
"Think about your wife and children, parents! Kill the border troops of Dadaqian, and we can get rid of our armor and return to the field!"
The servants' eyes turned red when they heard this, gritted their teeth, clamped their weapons, and turned back.
All his anger was vented on the enemy in front of him.
A big battle lasted for more than ten days, but it was impossible to decide the outcome.
Although the servants were weak, they could not retreat for the sake of their wives and children.
Otherwise, the Western Yi would kill all their family.
Although Daqian is strong, he is entangled by the servants. There are millions of Western barbarians who keep shooting arrows, and every step is hard.
Every step forward, many border troops fell.
After more than ten days of war, they only advanced dozens of miles, and were still extremely far away from the Western Yi clan.
During this period, the Western Yi clan shot countless tens of thousands of arrows.
Therefore, the number of dead border troops has long exceeded one million.
Even the general and the general suffer losses.
The civil servants and strategists who followed the army cried and shouted, insisting on persuading Ma Ningyan to retreat temporarily.
Find a better terrain and avoid the advantages of the Western Yi clan before making plans.
All the military officers went to the front line, and only these civil servants and counselors remained in the rear, and their thoughts were almost unified.
There was an extreme person who planned to force someone to take away the logistics food and supplies, and forced Ma Ningyan to retreat.
Hearing this, Jiang Lin came over and slashed several people in the head with one knife.
The civil servants pointed at him and were frightened and angry: "How dare you kill someone!"
Jiang Lin looked at them coldly: "You may have the right to govern the country. But in war, you are useless."
"The two armies are entangled with nearly ten million people, and there are cold arrows from the Western Yi clan. If you want to retreat, you can't retreat. Even if you retreat, it's equivalent to a living target for the Western Yi clan."
"There will be countless casualties by then."
"And there is no danger to stop the plain behind. If you retreat a thousand miles, what else can you fight?"
A civil servant said angrily: "You are just a blacksmith, how can you know how to fight? Use the land of thousands of miles to exchange for rest and recuperation, and then use natural dangers to block the Western Yi clans, which is the right way!"
Jiang Lin waved his hand and killed the civil servant on the spot.
"I do not know much about war, but I know that Daqian will win. If you talk nonsense and shake the morale of the army, I will cut you all!"
"There are many scholars in the world. If you cut off all of you, some will be replaced by others. If you don't believe it, you can try it!"
Many civil servants looked at Jiang Lin with murderous aura, and then at the extremely sharp sword in his hand. Even if they didn't believe that Jiang Lin really dared to kill all of them.
But who dares to try it?
What if it is not someone else who dies, but yourself, wouldn’t it be a loss?
There was also a civil servant who believed that he was rational and said in a deep voice: "Why didn't Master Hong look at the situation? Our Daqian border army could not resist the attack of the minion army, and the Western Yi clans shot arrows without hesitation. When we rushed over, at least we would be killed or injured. More than half."
"Let's talk about whether we can rush to the Western Yi clan alive, and they will not retreat at all to confront us head-on. Even if the Western Yi is so stupid, can we really win?" Jiang Lin looked at him with cold eyes, letting this person The civil servant was trembling.
But he felt that he had said nothing wrong, nor did he yell at the verge of retreat, but he just argued with reason.
So I could only stand there with my teeth and glance at the long knife in Jiang Lin's hand from time to time.
Jiang Lin stared at him for a moment, then said, "I don't know whether the Western Yi is stupid or not. I don't know how the border army wins, but I said, I will win this battle."
"But..."
The next second, the civil servant was kicked out by Jiang Lin, smashed countless things and vomited blood and fell into a coma on the spot.
Jiang Lin had a dark face and said, "Why are there so much nonsense!"
He didn't care what these civil officials thought. He was not an emperor or a high-ranking official, but just a blacksmith who made an iron.
Even though you know that Daqian will win, you cannot let these civil officials do whatever they want.
Not to mention that the situation is very bad now, even if it is very good, if they really get rid of all the logistics supplies, they can't win the battle.
No mistakes, one song, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one reading!
This is the reason why God can still live if he commits evil deeds, but he can't live if he commits evil deeds.
So Jiang Lin is very firm and strong.
The civil servants saw his plan and knew that this blacksmith master was really not just talking about it.
Whoever dares to speak again is really dead!
They could only look calmly, hold their anger in their arms, and look at the battlefield ahead.
There are many people, and I can't see clearly what is ahead.
But from the changes in overall distance, it is almost impossible to guess that you want to win.
In fact, even Jiang Lin himself, seeing such a situation, could not understand how he could win this battle.
Jiang Lin couldn't help looking up at the sky, thinking, unless there was a giant body falling from the sky and smashing all the Western Yi clans to death, it would be possible to win?
But that probability is too small, so small that Jiang Lin just thought about it this way and didn't think it was feasible.
"Maybe... it was the Daqian border army that had been upgraded several levels overall during the battle, just like a god of war?"
Jiang Lin thought so, then looked down at the Sun-Chasing Bow in his hand.
After waiting for so many days, I didn’t wait for the best opportunity.
Because he may have a chance to take action at once. If he cannot break more than a dozen divine bows at once, he will be noticed by the ancestors of the Western Barbarians.
Although the saints and arrows in the military supervision are strong, they may not have much effect when facing the twelve Western Barbarian ancestors.
Therefore, Jiang Lin would be very cautious in this arrow. He would rather not take action without the best opportunity.
In this way, the war lasted for more than ten days.
Both sides suffered more than two million casualties.
Ma Ningyan was injured several times, and those Western barbarian ancestors no longer killed ordinary soldiers.
All their attention was focused on high-end combat power such as Ma Ningyan.
The higher your cultivation level and the higher your identity, the more they will stare at you.
There are also some masters in the minion army.
Although he is not Ma Ningyan's opponent, even if he can only delay her for a few breaths, the Western Yi ancestor will shoot the arrows.
The attacks of the minion army are not worthy of justice.
But the arrows of the Western Yi ancestor had to be guarded against.
This made Ma Ningyan very cautious in taking action, and most of his energy was focused on preventing cold arrows.
The same is true for Xu Wanqun and others. The battle formation can make them better than usual, but ordinary soldiers find it difficult to break out of the siege of the minion army.
If they rush out by themselves, they will lose the blessing of the battle formation.
Facing millions of Western archers, no one dares to say that they can rush to them alive.
After more than a month of fighting, both sides were exhausted and many soldiers could not even lift their weapons.
I could only fall to the ground and breathe a few breaths.
Whoever recovers some strength first will immediately pick up the weapon and slash at the enemy.
The knife is also soft and lucky, and can kill people with one knife.
If you are not lucky, you have to wait for the next time.
And the next time, it may be the next life.
On the contrary, the Western Yi clan hurried behind and shot arrows without charging.
Their logistics are sufficient and now they have started to take turns to take turns to take a break in their arms and replenish their arrows.
Even if you shoot arrows that have been fired for more than a month in a row, you will be very tired even if you are in the Divine Martial Realm.
The only ones who can continue to fight are the ninth grade of the Shenwu Realm, the peak, and even the highest-end combat power of the Daowu Realm.
And they also felt tired.
Ma Ningyan was covered in blood, and the dark armor had already been dyed dark brown.
Layer after layer of blood clumped on the armor.
After being shattered by the energy, it re-formed.
She stared at the twelve Western Barbarians, her eyes still sharp.
However, this sharp look made the twelve Western-Japanese ancestors disdainful.
They were still chatting and laughing even in such a fierce situation.
"In this battle, Daqian will undoubtedly be defeated."
"The Daqian border army is indeed very strong. Without these servants, our Western Yi clan would be really hard to deal with them."
"If we can bring the Daqian border army under our command, our clan will be invincible, who can stop it? Even the gods above the nine heavens will be afraid of our clan's three points!"
These Western-Japanese ancestors laughed and began to consider how to gather the remaining soldiers of Daqian after this battle and act as their new servants.
As for a general coach like Ma Ningyan, he is indeed a talented person, but he must die!
Her prestige is too high, and if she does not die, the Western Barbarians will not be able to remain peaceful.
At this moment, the surrounding ground began to vibrate slightly.
The Eighth Patriarch of the Western Yi exclaimed: "Is this the Earth Dragon turning over?"
But another ancestor heard the shock of an old ancestor: "It's not that the earth dragon turned over, but that the holy mountain of the ancestral land fell!"
The other ancestors turned around one after another, and the scene in front of them shocked them.
I saw that the ancestral land Jianshan collapsed all the time, and the dust raised covered the sky and the sun.
"What's going on! What happened in the ancestral land?"
"Isn't the Seventh Ancestor in Jianshan? Where are others?"
As soon as they asked two questions, they saw the wreckage of Jianshan slowly floating in the air and gathering together.
Jiang Lin also looked over. Even though he was thousands of miles away, he could still see countless rocks attracting each other and gathering together.
Gradually, a bow was formed.
Even though he had seen countless strange scenes, Jiang Lin still shocked.
The giant bow that is nearly a thousand miles long can be seen very clearly no matter where you are.
It is a bow composed of the archangel mountain in the Western Yi ancestral land, and this is the only one in the world!
At this time, Jiang Lin suddenly noticed a different aura.
His gaze moved downward, and he saw a faint light radiant from his sight.
These lights emerged from the body and in an instant, they condensed on the giant bow composed of thousands of miles of mountains and rivers.
Even the ancestor of the Western Yi was not surprised.
Jiang Lin followed the light and watched a "line" that ran across thousands of miles appeared.
This thread is extremely bright, as if it has taken away all the brilliance of heaven and earth.
No matter how vast the world is, there is only this thread in everyone's vision.
Jiang Lin stared at the strange phenomenon thousands of miles away, and suddenly felt his scalp numb.
"Then... it's not a bowstring?"
(This chapter ends)