Volume 10 Chapter 384

Chapter 384

"General... General..." Seeing the half arrow sticking out of his chest, Shen Yuan's face showed an expression of disbelief and horror. He stretched out his hand and instinctively wanted to grab Yuan Cheng. Unfortunately, before he touched Yuan Cheng, his body had already fallen down.

Seeing this, Yuan Cheng's face changed drastically. He had no idea when and where the arrow was shot from. If the arrow was aimed at him, he would probably feel the same as Shen Yuan until the arrow pierced his body.

After all, Shen Yuan was his think tank who had followed him for many years. Seeing him die tragically under the enemy's arrow, Yuan Cheng was horrified and angry at the same time. He turned around and looked around, and shouted: "Who is shooting cold arrows in secret? Come out if you have the ability and fight with me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a man came out from behind a tent not far away.

This man was dressed in black from head to toe, and his whole body was covered with pitch-black spiritual armor. In his hand, he also held a purple-gold longbow. The strange thing was that the purple-gold bow had no bowstring, just like a twisted iron bar.

Seeing the enemy appear, Yuan Cheng's hair stood up. He didn't need to use the insight technique, just by feeling the momentum and spiritual pressure emitted by the other party, he had judged that he had encountered a strong enemy.

He raised the spiritual sword, pointed at the newcomer, and shouted loudly: "Please tell me your name!"

"Fengguo, Jiang Fan!" The Feng general in black spiritual armor said his name in a cold and calm tone.

He said it lightly, but in Yuan Cheng's ears, it was like a thunderbolt, and he was stunned. Why did he touch Jiang Fan, one of the four great generals of Fengguo? What should I do?

There was no need to fight, just hearing Jiang Fan's name, Yuan Cheng's heart was chilled.

He was confident in his spiritual weapons, but it depended on who he was fighting against. He was definitely more than enough to fight against ordinary Fengjun soldiers, but he was not even 10% sure of winning against Jiang Fan.

Yuan Cheng's eyes rolled, and suddenly, he shouted to the only three guards left around him: "You! Kill Jiang Fan!"

The three guards almost vomited blood when they heard this. The enemy in front of them was not an ordinary Fengjun. That was Jiang Fan. Could they kill him? However, Yuan Cheng gave the order, and the three of them dared not disobey. They could only bite the bullet and approach Jiang Fan little by little.

Seeing the three guards slowly approaching Jiang Fan, Yuan Cheng behind him turned around and ran without even saying hello. There was no need to look back. Just hearing the footsteps coming from behind, the faces of the three Mojun guards turned gray, and the hands holding the swords trembled.

"If I were you, I would throw away my weapons and surrender!" Jiang Fan didn't even look at Yuan Cheng who was fleeing in panic. His cold eyes swept over the bodies of the three guards in front of him.

The three guards looked at each other, paused for a moment, and shouted in unison, raising their swords high and slashing at Jiang Fan's head.

Sha! The three cold lights were drowned by a sudden golden light. The three guards seemed to be electrocuted, their bodies froze and they did not move. After half a second, the three stiff bodies fell to the ground in unison. Looking at them again, their throats were all cut open, and the bright red blood mist sprayed out like a spring, splashing far away.

Speaking of Yuan Cheng, he did not expect his three guards to really hurt Jiang Fan. As long as they could disrupt his vision and create a gap for him to escape, that was enough. However, he had not run out ten steps when he suddenly heard a sharp cry in his ears.

The sound was like a saw blade scratching across glass. After hearing it, people felt as if an invisible hand was kneading their hearts, and there was an indescribable feeling of discomfort and depression. Yuan Cheng didn't even know what was going on. Suddenly, he felt a sharp pain in his calf. Then, his whole leg lost consciousness. His running body rolled forward involuntarily, like a ball, and he kept rolling for more than five meters before stopping.

Before he could check what was wrong with his calf, two feet suddenly appeared on the ground in front of him, two feet covered with black spiritual armor. He lay on the ground and slowly raised his head. Who else was standing in front of him and close to him?

"Ah?" Yuan Cheng screamed in fear. He subconsciously grabbed the spiritual sword and stabbed Jiang Fan's lower abdomen.

He was fast, but Jiang Fan's arrow was faster. The purple-gold arrow was hanging with a strong wind and accurately nailed his sword-holding arm. The force was so great that it instantly penetrated his arm, and the arrowhead was deeply embedded in the ground, which was equivalent to nailing Yuan Cheng to the ground.

"Ah--" Yuan Cheng let out a heart-wrenching scream, and his body curled up on the ground, shivering in pain.

Now Yuan Cheng's calf and arm were each hit by an arrow, and both penetrated his tendons and bones. The intense pain that swept over made his eyes black and his head swollen.

Seeing Yuan Cheng unable to get up, Jiang Fan put the purple gold bow in his hand behind his back, and asked calmly with a calm tone: "You call yourself 'this commander', so you must be Yuan Cheng?"

While panting, Yuan Cheng raised his head with difficulty, and asked Jiang Fan with gritted teeth at his cold eyes: "What if it's this commander? Jiang Fan, if you want to kill me, give me a quick death..."

"I'm looking for you!" Since Yuan Cheng was only wearing a middle coat and barefoot, Jiang Fan couldn't judge his identity. At this time, Yuan Cheng admitted it himself, and Jiang Fan saved the trouble. He took a step forward, raised his arm, and punched Yuan Cheng in the cheek.

Snapped! The punch hit hard and shattered the spiritual armor on Yuan Cheng's face. The latter grunted, his eyes became blurred, and he fell into a semi-conscious state.

Seeing that he had lost the ability to resist, Jiang Fan pulled out his purple gold arrow from Yuan Cheng and put it back into the arrow pot. Then, he lifted Yuan Cheng up with one hand and strode towards the direction of Tang Yin.

Yuan Cheng's capture was like the straw that broke the camel's back. Under the attack from the front and rear by the Feng Army, the Mo Army was already in chaos and without any structure. Now that the coach had become a prisoner of the Feng Army, the Mo Army was defeated even faster.

When the two closest Mo troops came to reinforce, Yuan Cheng's army of more than 200,000 troops had been scattered by more than 700,000 wind troops. The entire army was dead and injured. Wounded, those who fled were already defeated.

The disastrous defeat of Yuan Cheng's first army caused the two supporting armies that arrived to rescue them to lose their weapons. When the commander of the second army heard that Yuan Cheng had been captured, he was even more horrified. Not only did he give up the rescue, but he They led their respective tribes and retreated directly to the south of Changdu without returning to their own camp.

Now they wanted to run away, but the Feng army refused to give up. Tang Yin directly ordered the whole army to pursue them and must defeat the main force of the Mo army.

The three-pronged Mo army, the Central Army supported by Zhenjiang, the Central Army supported by Tianyang, and the Central Army supported by Surabaya, totaling more than 600,000 troops, were chased for fifty miles by the Feng army of more than 700,000 people.

In fact, the strength of the two armies was almost the same. Mo's army mainly lost due to morale. Yuan Cheng's army was defeated so quickly that the other three armies were caught off guard and they also lost their fighting spirit to continue fighting.

Seeing that the Feng army was following closely behind them, they refused to give up, as if they would never give up until they chased their own side.

Wu Min, Gao Zong, and He Cong, the commanders of Mo Guo's third army, all thought that escaping like this was not an option. Instead of being chased to death by the Feng Army, it would be better to fight to the death and fight the Feng Army to the death, and maybe return the favor. Can we win this battle!

The analysis of the three of them is not unreasonable. The main force of the Feng Army came after a long journey, so the whole army must be exhausted. The Bai Zhan Army was trapped for more than ten days, and it should be starved to death. If you think about it carefully, there is nothing terrible about such a Feng Army.

After Wu Mian, Gaozong, and He Cong discussed it, they gathered their subordinates and formed a formation on the plain fifty miles south of Changdu City, preparing for a decisive battle with the Feng army.

Naturally, the Feng Army will not be afraid of them, and the whole army will fight. This time, the leader was no longer the Hundred Battle Army, but the Ninth Army. The cavalry corps was in front and the infantry corps was behind. The entire army formed a forward formation with a central breakthrough.

They have cavalry here, and the Mo army has a lot of cavalry. All three Mo army groups have cavalry, and together they number more than 100,000.

From a distance, when he saw the Mo army on the opposite side sending cavalry to fight, Qi Heng, the commander of the Ninth Army, sneered in his heart and looked back, wondering why the king hadn't given the order to attack yet.

At this time, Tang Yin was observing the formation of the Mo army. He saw that the Mo army lined up their cavalry in front of the formation like his own. He frowned secretly. His cavalry was hard-earned. If it was restrained by Mo's light cavalry, then The losses were too heavy.

Tang Yin knew that using cavalry to fight infantry had an absolute advantage, but it was hard to say who would win when cavalry fought against cavalry. What's more, the Mo cavalry was so brave and powerful that it shocked the world. Whether the Ninth Army was their opponent or not, it was really hard to say now. Two things to say!

Out of concerns about Mo's cavalry, Tang Yincai did not issue an attack order for a long time. He wanted to think it over carefully, but Qi Heng couldn't wait any longer. Just as Tang Yin was thinking about it secretly, Qi Heng's deputy general Shi Lexuan came on horseback. When he came to Tang Yin, he stepped in and saluted, saying: "I will see you at last, your Majesty! Your Majesty, General Qi Send the last general to ask, when will our army go out to fight?"

Tang Yin is the commander-in-chief of an army. If he doesn't give orders, Qi Heng will not dare to act easily.

Seeing that the person coming was Shi Lexuan, Tang Yin raised his eyebrows. Shi Lexuan was not a Feng Ren, but a Mo Ren. Like Qi Heng, he was a bandit and had always been Qi Heng's right-hand man. As the saying goes, when one person achieves enlightenment, chickens and dogs ascend to heaven. Qi Heng became the commander-in-chief of the Ninth Army. All his bandit brothers were put into important use by him, and Shi Lexuan was one of them.

Tang Yin didn't have a very good impression of this person, but in order to win over Qi Heng, he turned a blind eye to his use of confidants and didn't bother to ask much.

He asked Shi Lexuan: "Did you see it? The Mo army also sent cavalry to lead the battle. Is your ninth army sure of defeating the Mo cavalry?"