Eight hundred and ninetieth chapters as death as home
The clouds were flying like blood, and the wilderness was filled with the sound of killing soaring into the sky. After a round of baptism by the tiger, leopard cavalry and the dragon knights, only half of the 2,000 people in the third battalion were left, but the position was magically unmoved, like a wedge, nailing Bei Minghuan's 60,000 to the spot, leaving the opponent's impact unmoved.
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The glow fell on Gong Shangming's face in the middle army. He couldn't help but frown and said, "Are these people really not afraid of death? What makes them look at death so well?"
Custer sneered: "No matter if you are not afraid of death, you can't escape death, hum..."
Bei Minghuan was wearing a marshal's armor, sweating and bloody horse under his crotch, but his face was covered in coldness, saying, "Lin Muyu actually left such an army to die. Is it clear which army it is."
"The Marshal Qibing is the Longtian Camp under Lin Muyu's army, and the troops of a two-thousand-man battalion." A ten thousand-man captain said with a fist.
"Ha ha ha ha……"
Bei Minghuan couldn't help laughing wildly, saying, "Lin Muyu is just like that. Everyone says he is the first god general in the Daqin world, and he is a rare benevolent general. Now it seems... he will also use this kind of despicable trick of sacrificing cars to protect the handsome guys. He is really shameless. It's great. Come on, we have to be more cruel. Send me a chariot and crush these ants."
"Wait a minute." Gong Shangming suddenly stopped.
"What's wrong? Do you think this coach is wrong?" Bei Minghuan was a little unhappy.
Gong Shangming smiled: "What the Marshal said is true, but if we send chariots to brutally kill these people who left the palace behind, wouldn't it be even more fulfilling Lin Muyu's style as a famous general? In my opinion, another way might be better."
"Oh, what's the solution."
"Don't send chariots. We send wise men to recruit these remnants of the Gentian camp. When people are on the verge of despair, they see a glimmer of vitality. What do you think they will do?"
"Surrender." Bei Minghuan smiled.
Gong Shangming also smiled: "Yes, as long as we give favors and give them additional titles, why do these people have to serve Lin Muyu? If we surrender Lin Muyu's subordinates and give them high-ranking officials and generous salaries, do you think the world will still think that Lin Muyu is an invincible commander? His hypocritical image as the first-ranked general will probably be destroyed without any attack."
"Okay, it's a clever plan, it's great."
Bei Minghuan laughed loudly and said, "As the military advisor said, I will send people to recruit the people from the Gentian camp. If they are stubborn, I will order the beast cavalry to completely crush them."
"yes."
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Not long after, hundreds of scribes holding brocade, delicacies and wine appeared in the battle formation. They carefully approached the remnants of the 3rd Battalion of the Longtian Camp under the protection of the Tiger and Leopard Cavalry. One of them said loudly: "Our Marshal Beiminghuan is kind-hearted and does not want to commit more killing and torture. The Marshal passed the order. As long as you are willing to surrender, you will not kill you. Instead, you will be promoted to you. Each of them will be promoted to the general of the four towns. How about it?"
Among the crowd full of blood, a general whose arm was cut off sneered, spat out of blood, and said, "Take your mother over here and be my concubine, and I will surrender to you bandits."
"What did you say," the scribe was furious.
The general raised his hand and cast the spear out. With a "puff" sound, it penetrated the scribe's throat. The training of the gentian camp has always been strict, and everyone's combat power is very strong. It is beyond doubt that a battalion commander can kill scribes within twenty steps even if they are injured.
"Murdered...they killed."
A group of scholars were panicked and threw away the trays in their hands.
"Oh shit."
A thousand-man captain of the tiger and leopard cavalry in the front army angrily drew his sword and said, "A group of idiots who don't eat toast and punish the wine will be given to me, and no one will be left, and all of them will be killed, so that these wastes from the Gentian camp can taste the power of the tiger and leopard cavalry."
The army sprinted, and densely packed beasts and cavalry came over, constantly rushing to the shield formation in the front row. Both sides sent weapons into each other's bodies, and the battle became increasingly tragic.
But just as the Tiger and Leopard Cavalry surrounded the remaining two or three hundred Gentian Battalions soldiers, a blue light suddenly appeared, which was the detonation device of the Magic Crystal Cannon. The Gentian Battalion had long obtained this self-detonation technology from Qianfeng. In the crowd, dozens of Gentian Battalions soldiers covered a magic crystal shell in the middle, and at least ten magic crystal cannons flashed together.
The battalion commander laughed with blood on his face: "Come on, go to hell together."
"Boom boom boom boom."
Eleven consecutive cannon sounds, and purple mushroom clouds were so dazzling. Only this attack killed at least three thousand tiger and leopard cavalry. Even the dragon knights of the Tianji Empire did not expect such a move. The Dragon Yu Douxuan did not even open, so how could they protect the beast cavalry on the ground?
The purple light shone on everyone's faces, and the generals such as Bei Minghuan were already shocked.
Gong Shangming's face was grim, his eyes were filled with confusion and anger, and he murmured: "The madman... are all a group of madmen... The people under Lin Muyu's men are all madmen, and they are unreasonable..."
Bei Minghuan gritted his teeth and said, "Military advisor, do you still think they need to surrender?"
Gong Shangming shook his head, as if he had recognized something, something that Lin Muyu had, was right, that was the charm of the commander. I'm afraid that no general could have such a thing in the Tianji Empire, so that his soldiers could be treated as if they were home. What a precious commander temperament.
“No need…”
Gong Shangming shook his head decadently and said, "If you want to turn the Broken Cauldron Realm into the territory of my Tianji Empire... Lin Muyu must die, and this person cannot allow him to live."
"That's right."
Bei Minghuan raised his palm gently and said, "The three armies march forward, the cavalry chased and killed the people along the way, so that the people of these ridges and winter provinces could recognize Lin Muyu's hypocritical face."
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In the distance, mushroom clouds soared into the sky, and everyone knew that the entire organization of the Third Battalion had disappeared from the establishment of the Longtan Camp. Lin Muyu, Wei Qiu, Situ Sen and others would not feel sorry for each other.
"You can reach the Qinling Mountains at dawn tomorrow, and once you enter the pass, it will be safe." Su Yu said.
Zeng Yifan rode a war horse and coughed violently in the evening breeze. He had not slept for two days and two nights, and his body could not bear such bumps. Even if he was a god, he was so old after all.
"Dad, is it okay?" Zeng Fang asked.
"It's okay." Zeng Yifan shook his head and said, "Your Highness Yu, I'm afraid that Bei Minghuan's cavalry will come again in less than an hour. What should we do? This time, which team will it be the turn to go to the palace behind."
This sentence is like a needle piercing the heart.
Lin Muyu couldn't help but smile bitterly: "I am indeed incompetent in command of the army, why should Mr. Fan tease me like this?"
Zeng Yifan hurriedly said, "The old minister is wrong, please don't be surprised by your highness. What I mean is... Bei Minghuan's cavalry comes again, how should we stop it?"
"Don't worry, Scholar Ling has already done it."
“…”
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One hour later, the shock wave of the magic crystal cannon echoed again on the plain. This time there were only five consecutive roars, but the roar could still be seen in the roar. It was the Heavenly Book. The Spirit Book body instantly released at least three Heavenly Books, which were amazingly powerful.
"brush."
The air flow circled, and the spiritual scholar appeared several meters away in a blink of an eye, holding his fists and bowed: "Successor, the mission has been completed, our last five magic crystal cannons were successfully detonated, and our subordinates also used three top-grade heavenly books."
"Thanks for your hard work."
Lin Muyu smiled faintly: "In this way, they would think that we would have an ambush of the magic crystal cannon array along the way, and I believe that Bei Minghuan would not have the courage to march quickly."
"That's right."
"Start up the marches and you must arrive at Fuhu Pass before dawn."
"yes."
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Sure enough, the night was still safe. When the first dawn broke out, the 50,000 troops led by Lin Muyu could already see a towering pass on the Qinling Mountains in sight.
Fuhu Pass, a majestic pass connecting Lingnan and Cangnan Province, was guarded by 8,000 elite soldiers sent by Xu Jiantao.
When the troops were at the gate, Wei Qiu went to check with the token. Not long after, the door of the gate was slowly opened. Lin Muyu told everyone to enter the gate and looked up. The rock above the Fuhu Pass was entrenched on the Qinling Mountains like a tiger. No wonder it was named Fuhu Pass. In addition, the gate was covered with magic crystal cannons, which should be enough to stop Bei Minghuan's cavalry.
Not only were there 50,000 elite soldiers, but there were also nearly 100,000 people. From Fuhu Pass to the south, it was the boundary of the province in the sky, and it was within the control of the Blackstone Empire.
After resting for a night, I set out again. The food and grass in Fuhu Pass could not withstand so many people at all, so I could only take the risk to Zhanlong Pass.
On the mountain road, there were endless queues. From a distance, the Blackstone Empire's bear battle flag was floating on the cities and counties in the distance, which made Situ Sen, Wei Qiu and others burst into blood. They had just fought with Bei Minghuan's army and were about to confront the Blackstone Empire's army soon.
For safety reasons, the entire army marched slowly from the dense forest. This time Lin Muyu was particularly careful.
At noon, Lin Muyu sent Baiye Sijue to Cangnan Province. There were only nearly 100,000 troops ruled by Qin Yan on the steel guard wall in the Daojiang River Basin. Once Bei Minghuan's main force attacked the city, Qin Yan would be isolated and helpless. It might be better with Baiye Sijue's support.
Chapter completed!