Chapter 100

If it is in the past, the old man will directly draw a knife to chop this crazy boy to death.

But today, it doesn't matter.

So in the rumble of battle drums on the city, the old man laughed heartily, his white hair flying, and his wisdom in his eyes was unfathomable.

"My dear nephew, I don't know what you can rely on, but if you really want to fight, I suggest you fight against the right wing of the magic soldiers. Yes, in that direction, you don't have to worry about the volley of the magic soldiers. As long as you can fight against the right wing of the enemy, I can guarantee that no one of us will die. Just fight, and I'll take the rest."

Zhang Yang nodded heavily, which is right. The old man is a famous general in the world. If he can't see any clues at this time, he will be so old in vain.

At present, ten of the strongest and most skillful Qiao's children quickly changed their shields and rushed out under the command of Zhang Yang before the drum on the top of the city ended.

Fifty meters behind them are the 28 Qiao's children and pro guard veterans led by the old man. Fifty meters behind them are women and children and five carts.

Yes, the whole death camp, including publicity, including all the disabled, including the old man, only 40 people can fight. The rest are either old women or women and children.

This is a different kind of manslaughter. It just gives us a chance to die in battle.

When the death camp launched a charge against tens of thousands of magic soldiers on the opposite side, the 30000 elite troops in the rear did not move. They just looked at it in the gradually bright sky. They watched the veteran general who had made countless contributions to the whole life of the great Wei Dynasty, leading his descendants, like a lame wolf, rushing to his death.

The old man roared, the veterans who followed him for half of his life roared, and his sons and sons in law roared. In the roar, there were still women's sobs and children's cries, but the pace and wheels of the charge didn't stop at all.

Several white haired old women sat on the car steadily, driving the cattle to accelerate.

On the other side, in the magic army, countless spears are flashing in the sky, and countless arrows are rising slightly. As long as you give an order, all arrows will be fired at the same time.

Zhang Yang hid behind uncle Qiao. He was very nervous. He was afraid that the old man might have guessed wrong. Once the commander of the magic army really ordered the arrow to be fired, let's not say anything. Let's go back home and eat melons.

500 meters,

400 meters,

300 meters.

There was no sound of the arrow breaking through the air. The old man guessed right. The magic soldiers had at least 5000 archers. It would be very easy to shoot 87 of them with one order, but it was not worth it. It was also a waste of arrows and physical strength.

"Go, speed up!"

Zhang Yang shouts. At this time, a fluffy feather arrow comes, but it's the three hundred archers dispatched by the magic soldiers.

Shoot!

"Soul force field!"

Invisibly, the soul force field controls the area with a diameter of 500 meters. It doesn't need to control the feather arrow too complicated. It just needs to change the trajectory slightly at the moment when the feather arrow is thrown to the highest point, that is, the moment when the force is the least. Then the quasi head of the feather arrow falling by gravity doesn't know where to fly.

At this time, uncle Qiao, who was charging, and other ten people wondered why the accuracy of the magic Archer became so poor?

But I have no time to think about it. They are the most elite soldiers. Naturally, I know that the most important thing at the moment is to charge and rush into the enemy with the fastest speed!

The magic archers shot three rounds in ten seconds, and their commander realized something. He immediately ordered the three hundred archers to retreat, because Uncle Qiao had already rushed within 30 meters.

But even so, the commander of the magic army didn't pay attention to it. There were so many people in front of him that he couldn't even move. In an instant, he would be cut into meat sauce by random knives.

"Right now!"

The publicity hidden behind Qiao Shuzhi suddenly shrinks the soul force field to the secondary compression state.

In such a state, the consumption of soul power is not big, and the influence on teammates is not big, but if you control the weapon attack, it can produce at least double speed and double impact damage.

This is what he once tested with the spear of imprisonment.

So at this moment, the armor piercing cones of the three top-grade magic weapons flashed like ghosts, without any shadow. In 0.1 seconds, three blood rivers were cut from the magic army array 30 meters away!

Yes, Blood River!

It is because the throats of the magic soldiers are penetrated, and the blood splashing in the moment is combined to form the most magical picture.

There is no doubt that the power of the top quality magic weapon will be revealed at this moment.

In just one second, at least 300 magic soldiers were killed, and the three armor piercing cones were out of control because of the exhaustion of spiritual endurance.

But this is terrible enough. Even if Zhang Yang is a fake immortal, this extraordinary attack means is also terrible. So that uncle Qiao, when ten of them rushed in, there were corpses all over the ground, like entering the realm of no one.

"Old man, it's time to test whether you are a famous general or not!"Zhang Yang couldn't look back. Three armor piercing cones flew out again. He didn't give the magic soldiers the chance to react up and down. He continued to tear around!

Because there is not much time left for them, at most one minute, the commander of the magic forces will regroup. At that time, without the deterrence of top-quality magic weapons, they will have to wait to die.

But at least at the moment, because of the huge casualties, unknown means, so that the magic army's array inevitably appeared huge chaos.

Because no one knows what's going on?

How could uncle Qiao and these elite generals not grasp such a good opportunity for thousands of years? They quickly formed a single sword shield array and attacked all the way forward.

At the same time, the old man, who was more than 50 meters behind, also burst out a terrible atmosphere. He raised his Heavy Crossbow like a tiger going down the mountain, and his momentum was concentrated on the heavy crossbow. Behind him, 22 soldiers holding the Heavy Crossbow cooperated with Qiao's children, aiming in one direction, which was the right wing of the magic army, a strange flag It's the location under the bridge.

"Shoot!"

With the sound of the machine, the 23 crossbows broke through the air, just like a dense swarm of bees. Over a distance of several hundred meters, with the chaos of the magic army, they shot that position into a hornet's nest in the blink of an eye.

The right-wing commander of the magic was shot.

This is not a very important goal, at least for the overall battlefield, but at this moment, with the right-wing commander of the magic soldiers being shot, the magic soldiers in this area can no longer be accurately mobilized, and the chaos can not be effectively contained.

When Zhang Yang exhausted the ninth armor piercing cone, the elite 30000 friendly troops in the rear finally set out to attack the right wing of the magic army with heavy troops.

"Hahaha, Mr. Zhang yeting, up to now, you don't rely on my good nephew to break the battle!"

The army charged, the mountain collapsed and the tsunami, but the old man laughed and didn't have to die today.

Yes, although Zhang Yang never said the plan, he used Zhang Yang's almost flawed plan to make a new one.

In the chaos, with the threat of the blatant armour piercing cone, he killed the right-wing commander of the magic soldiers without any action, which led to more chaos on the right-wing of the magic soldiers.

Under such circumstances, the 30000 friendly troops in the rear must attack.

Even if there are more than a dozen noble people waiting to see his Qiao family die on the wall, the great general Zhang yeting must seize this excellent opportunity to take advantage of the right-wing chaos of the magic forces and directly press on.

Otherwise, Zhang yeting is worthy of those noble people and sorry for his generals, especially the former generals. Is he not afraid of mutiny?

Is it really a joke between women that the army is fighting?

If we don't attack when we have excellent fighters, and then we have to pay a heavy loss to win this battle, the morale of this army will be basically destroyed.

Therefore, if the publicity plan is the leftover material that can't come to Taiwan, then the old man's play is cunning.

Otherwise, by publicizing the nine armour piercing cones, we want to pierce tens of thousands of magic forces, and no one will be killed or injured. Is this stupid boy losing his mind?

From time to time, some soldiers would throw water bags and dry food on the cart. Of course, more and more of them would drop crossbows.

You can't lose all the crossbows and heavy crossbows, but in the war, who knows how many crossbows I shoot?

By the time Zhang Yang realized that something had changed in the future, the overall situation had been decided, and he didn't even need them to charge. More soldiers automatically took their place. The iron flow was general, so he easily captured the bald ridge fortress, and then killed the magic soldiers back five miles in one breath and returned home.

He never dreamed of such a change?

"Boy, you have anti bone!"

Still like a dream, sitting on the bald Hill Fortress where there was no enemy, the old man trembled with fright at his first words.

"Ah, you still think things are too simple. If you had told us your plan earlier in this battle - well, no matter how good it is, it would have been the result. In a word, now I believe in you. We can stick to this bald ridge for at least five days, and then die."

Zhang Yang looks at the old man and doesn't want to say anything.

But the old man did not let him go. He still said meaningfully, "boy, you are anti boned. I can't see people wrong with my eyes. If you are a minister, I will suggest your majesty kill you, but if you are a king, it's not a problem."

"But at the moment, I just say that the great Wei Dynasty is still in its infancy."

Zhang Yang's mouth twitches. I don't know what to say.

The old man suddenly laughed,

"it's too early to say that. Let's find a way to survive first, boy. Now we have 6000 crossbows, enough for ten days of food, grass and water, but we can't borrow the general trend any more. You see, Zhang yeting has stopped fighting. In the next day, if we don't die, they won't fight back, and the magic soldiers will fight bald before tonight at the latest Touling launched a strong attack. "

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