Chapter 446
Zhan Wushuang's order was quickly conveyed to Zhan Wudi, Hao Zhao, and Jiang Fan in the south city. After receiving the order, the three did not delay for a moment and immediately ordered people to open the gate of the south city. They led the 20,000 elite soldiers who had been prepared long ago, quietly went out of the south gate of Zhangyu, and rushed straight to the central army camp of the Tianyuan Army.
The 20,000 people they led were the most elite soldiers in Zhangyu City. Most of them were from the county army. They joined the army early, had rich experience, and were proficient in combat skills. Although they were no different from ordinary regular troops, they were much stronger than those temporary strong men.
Zhan Wudi, Hao Zhao, and Jiang Fan took the lead and rushed to the front. There was still some distance from the Tianyuan Army camp. The three saw the Feng Army on the tower next to the gate looking out.
They saw the Feng Army on sentry duty, and the Feng Army also saw them. Two Feng Army soldiers were shocked to see a large group of enemy soldiers suddenly coming. They were about to warn the camp, but at this time, Jiang Fan had already drawn his bow and arrows on his horse, aiming at the tower and shooting two arrows in a row.
These two golden arrows, the Ghost Arrow and the Soul Locking Arrow, were like two golden lightnings after they left the bowstring, drawing two golden lights in the night, and in the blink of an eye they were close to the two Feng Army sentries.
Two muffled sounds were heard in the ears. At such a long distance, Jiang Fan's arrows were still accurate and powerful. The two arrows seemed to have eyes, accurately nailing the throats of the two sentries, and directly piercing their necks, with the golden arrow tips sticking out from the back of their necks.
Without any shouting, the two Feng Army sentries collapsed to the ground.
Zhan Wudi and Hao Zhao, who were beside Jiang Fan, nodded secretly. Although Jiang Fan was a dark spiritual practitioner who was looked down upon by them, they had to admit that Jiang Fan's archery skills had been practiced to perfection.
After eliminating the sentries of the Feng Army, Zhan Wudi's charge was even more unscrupulous. Two thousand people, like a rushing flood, rushed directly to the gate of the Tianyuan Army camp. There were still several guards here. It was not until the enemy rushed to the front that they suddenly realized that there was an enemy attack. Looking at the enemy who rushed to kill in front of them, several Feng Army soldiers were so scared that they didn't even dare to stop them, and ran back to the camp screaming.
They ran away, but they didn't even have time to close the gate of the gate, which allowed Zhan Wudi and his group to rush into the Tianyuan Army camp unimpeded.
After that, Zhan Wudi looked around. Although he could hear the screams of the Feng Army soldiers, the camp was empty, and he couldn't even find the Feng Army who came out to fight.
After watching, Zhan Wudi couldn't help laughing upside down. The Tianyuan Army really fell into the trap set by his elder brother. The main force of the army had been transferred to the North Camp. Now the South Camp was an empty camp. If we didn't kill them thoroughly at this time, wouldn't it be a waste of this great opportunity?
He turned around and shouted loudly: "Brothers, follow me to rush in. We will kill Tang Yin first tonight, and then burn down the enemy's camp!" "Kill?" Without the enemy to fight, the soldiers of the Gaochuan Army also became energetic. They shouted and followed Zhan Wudi, Hao Zhao, and Jiang Fan to break into the hinterland of the Tianyuan Army camp and headed straight for the central army tent where the commander was.
Now the central army tent of the Tianyuan Army was brightly lit, with high curtains, but there was not even a guard at the door, only rows of torches stood there, the atmosphere was mysterious and weird, but Zhan Wudi, Hao Zhao, Jiang Fan and others who were in high spirits didn't care so much, and urged their horses to rush forward.
When they arrived at the door of the central army tent, they reined in their horses and looked inside. They saw that it was empty except for a man sitting behind the commander's desk.
This man was wearing silver armor and had no helmet on his head. His dark face was shiny black, with thick eyebrows and tiger eyes, and a resolute face. Next to him, there was a strange-shaped sword standing upright. The sword had two blades and three points in front. It was the three-pointed two-edged sword that drank countless blood.
"You are all so late. This general has been waiting here for a long time!" As he spoke, the black-faced general suddenly opened his eyes, and two sharp lightnings shot out of his eyes. As he spoke, he slowly stood up and picked up the silver helmet on the table. He put the silver helmet on his head calmly and unhurriedly.
The confidence and arrogance that came from his bones naturally made people feel an indescribable sense of oppression. Zhan Wudi, Hao Zhao, and Jiang Fan were all first-class generals. There was no one else who could be so calm in front of the three of them at the same time, except Shangguan Yuanrang.
"Shangguan Yuanrang!" After seeing the black-faced general in the central army tent clearly, Zhan Wudi, Hao Zhao, and Jiang Fan subconsciously screamed at the same time. They never dreamed that they would not see Tang Yin in the enemy's central army tent, but the most troublesome Shangguan Yuanrang.
"Haha?" Shangguan Yuanrang enjoyed their shocked and horrified reactions. He laughed with his face up and said slowly as he walked out of the tent: "My master has long predicted that you would launch a surprise attack on our central army camp, so he sent me to wait here and entertain you. Now that you are all here, you all should stay and stay in our camp!" As he spoke, Shangguan Yuanrang had already walked out of the door of the central army tent. Spiritual mist was seen lingering around his body. In a flash, a layer of spiritual armor as white as jade covered the silver helmet and silver armor on his body. The three-pointed, two-edged sword in his hand also completed its spiritualization and turned into a hideous and terrifying spiritual sword.
While Shangguan Yuanrang was completing the transformation of spirit armor and soldiers, a whistle sounded from the back of the central army tent. Then, countless wind troops rushed out from the darkness, corners, and barracks. The torches lit up made the night as bright as day. Looking up, there were so many wind troops that it was boundless and there were so many people that they could not tell the number of them. The soldiers were holding longbows with arrows on them, pointing their arrows directly at Zhan Wudi, Hao Zhao, Jiang Fan, and the 20,000 Peng troops under their command.
Oh no, no, we have been tricked by the enemy! At this time, Zhan Wudi, Hao Zhao, and Jiang Fan suddenly realized that something was wrong, but before the three of them could react, Shangguan Yuanrang had already waved his knife forward and shouted loudly: "Shoot!" "Shoot, shoot, shoot!" The corps commanders and centurions in the wind army repeated Shangguan Yuanrang's orders. For a moment, thousands of arrows were fired at Zhan Wudi and his group.
Because it was a sneak attack, the 20,000 Peng army were all lightly equipped and did not carry shields. Facing the arrow array of the Feng army, and the strong shooting at such a close distance, the consequences can be imagined.
As the arrow array was shot, the Peng army camp immediately exploded. At that moment, it was impossible to count how many soldiers were hit by the arrow array. Soldiers in the Peng army camp fell down in batches. Many people were shot like hedgehogs, with eagle feathers all over their bodies, and they couldn't even fall down.
Even Zhan Wudi, Hao Zhao, and Jiang Fan were not spared. Fortunately, they had spiritual armor to protect their bodies, but the warhorses under them were not so lucky. After being shot, they roared and fell to the ground.
"Retreat! The whole army retreat!" At this time, Zhan Wudi had lost all his will to fight, and turned back to shout at his own soldiers. It can be seen that the enemy army was well prepared. Not only did they set up an ambush and an arrow formation in advance, but Shangguan Yuanrang was also there to support them. This battle was impossible to fight. As long as they could escape unscathed and withdraw from the Tianyuan Army camp, they would be thankful.
The Peng Army had an easy time recently, but it was too difficult to get out.
The sharpness of the Feng Army's arrow formation was no less than that of the Ning Army, which was famous for it. The arrow formation continued, one round after another, as if it would never end. Under the Feng Army's arrow formation, it was like being in the Avici Hell. Whether it was a spiritual cultivator or an ordinary soldier, they could only hope helplessly in their hearts that all this would end quickly.
The Feng Army's arrow formation would not stop. For the Peng Army, the end of the arrow formation meant the end of life.
Rounds of arrows shot like raindrops, falling on the Peng Army's heads and backs from time to time. The Peng soldiers who were shot and fell had almost covered the large open space in front of the central army tent.
Zhan Wudi, Hao Zhao, and Jiang Fan finally crossed their own camp, and ran from the front to the back, then shouted and commanded the soldiers to follow them to retreat outside the camp.
It was a pity that the 20,000 Peng soldiers were chased and shot by the Feng army. When they retreated, they died. When Zhan Wudi and others finally retreated to the gate, they looked forward and their heads buzzed.
I saw that the gate of the Tianyuan Army camp was full of Feng soldiers and generals. The number of people was even greater than the ambush troops behind them. The soldiers fought in an orderly manner, independent of each other but connected to each other. They were deployed in a line, and the gate was tightly sealed, without a drop of water leaking out, not to mention people, even a fly could not fly out.
At the front of the battle formation, there were two generals. The one on the left was in his thirties, with a handsome face, wearing a helmet and armor, a robe and a belt, full of heroic spirit and extraordinary bearing. The one on the right was only in his twenties, without armor, wearing only brocade clothes, and a jade crown on his head. Looking at his face, he had a white face and no beard, with sword-like eyebrows, bright eyes, a high nose bridge, deep facial features, and a handsome face. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, as if smiling but not smiling. His appearance gave people a very kind feeling, but his handsome and pleasing appearance could not cover up the sinister aura that naturally emanated from him.
These two were not others, but Tang Yin, the commander of the Tianyuan Army, and Xiao Muqing, the commander of the Pingyuan Army.
Seeing Zhan Wudi leading his people to retreat to his side, the smile on Tang Yin's face gradually deepened. He was still a long way away, so he shouted loudly: "General Zhan, I haven't seen you for many days. Are you all right?!" This time, Zhan Wudi's first target for the sneak attack on the Tianyuan Army camp was Tang Yin, but now, Tang Yin was the one he least wanted to see.
Seeing Tang Yin standing in front and shouting to him, Zhan Wudi's body was shocked and his heart sank. The enemy in the rear was indeed scary, but the enemy in the front was more scary. Since Tang Yin was there, it meant that the main force of the enemy was also there. Looking at the phalanxes behind Tang Yin, there must be four or five of them, which meant that the number of the enemy had reached as many as forty or fifty thousand. His side had suffered countless casualties, while the enemy was well-rested and had a large number of people. How could he rush out?