"General, do you want to remove them-" Seeing the raging fire on the battlefield, aide Li Yunshan suggested.

Lin Chuan replied: "I have now delegated the commander to the commanders of each corps. It is up to them to decide whether to fight or withdraw."

Deputy Legion Commander Roben wanted to say something, but when he saw Lin Chuan's cold face, he swallowed the words to his mouth. He squinted his eyes and looked at the battlefield where blood was flying, not knowing what he was thinking.

War has never been a child playing house. War is cruel. As a qualified commander, it not only requires strong combat power and excellent strategy, but more importantly, it is a hard heart.

Lin Chuan intended to train troops and generals during this siege, so he had already delegated his command to various corpses. In addition to some baggage troops, there were only a few small troops of different sizes, such as Guards, Junior Battalions, Death Battalions, etc.

The war ahead was fierce. In the early battles, the Nanchuan Army had successfully advanced two miles forward, destroying a large number of fortifications of the Dynasty army and causing great damage to the defenders.

Now the Dynasty army is igniting tinder oil, trying to stop the Nanchuan Army's offensive pace. Although the tinder oil burns for a long time and can allow the retreating Dynasty army to re-establish the defense line, Lin Chuan believes that the commanders of various corps will not give the Dynasty army such an opportunity.

On the battlefield, flesh and blood are everywhere [31 Novel Network      Update Fast] Flying, huge stone bombs descended from the sky, and the arrows of the Dynasty army were like locusts, constantly overturning the Nanchuan soldiers to the ground.

Now the Nanchuan Army is in a dilemma. There is a fire in front of us blocking the road, and arrows and rocks are constantly falling in the sky. If you retreat now, all your efforts will be wasted.

Sith's eyebrows were already burned by fire, and his face was charred. Seeing the Nanchuan warriors who had rushed through the fire ditch were fighting against several times the enemy, and people were constantly being chopped to the ground.

The incest in Sith's heart was like magma. The cowardly soldiers of the dynasty were only bullying the weak and afraid of the strong. They were beaten to the point of being beaten and urinated. Now they are back, and they are like tigers and wolves.

"General Sith, build a wooden bridge!" Feng Qingyang, the commander of the third flag, ran to the angry Sith and shouted loudly.

Behind Feng Qingyang, a large number of soldiers rushed towards this side with the dismantled wooden boards.

"Qingyang, you made another contribution!" Sith patted Feng Qingyang's shoulder happily and said loudly.

As the wooden board was mounted on the trench, the angry Nanchuan soldiers rushed through the sea of ​​fire along the resolute bridge built by the wooden board and killed him.

Outside the west gate of Jiuyuan City, the soldiers under Mingyang took off their military uniforms one by one, filled them with soil and filled them into trenches dyed with tinder, and several passages were laid out.

The other troops followed suit and didn't think of a solution. In less than half an hour, the Nanchuan soldiers who were blocked by the fire launched another attack.

On the dynasty army positions outside Jiuyuan City, soldiers from both sides strangled together, and around Jiuyuan City they turned into a flesh-and-blood battlefield, with smoke filled the air, and the smell of roasted barbecue was filled with the air.

Faced with the fierce and rapid offensive of the Nanchuan Army, the guards of the Dynasty retreated step by step. Half an hour ago, 80% of the positions had fallen, and now they rely solely on the remaining fortifications to resist.

The Nanchuan Army was like endless sea water, constantly launching attacks. As soon as one attack went down, another attack came.

The fierce battle has lasted for half a day. The peripheral troops led by the dynasty general Zhang Haotian have been fighting fiercely, and they have not even had time to rest. It has reached the end of their strength.

Fortunately, the remaining fortifications were all leaning against the city walls and the support of the archers on the city. They were barely supporting them now, but it was only a matter of time before they fell.

Governor Nagaro's face was as deep as water. He did not expect the rebels' offensive to be so fierce. He could not hold on for even half a day when he planned to guard the outer positions that had been planned to be guarded for half a month.

The battle continued, and the battlefield was filled with corpses, and the storm that had been brewing for the whole morning finally poured down at noon.

The battlefield was shrouded in rain, and the tincture oil ignited by the Dynasty army was extinguished. The wounded on the front line were transported down continuously, and reinforcements continued to enter the battlefield.

"The Third Flag Regiment of the First Corps advanced five hundred meters!"

"The Sixth Corps has attacked under the East City Wall-"

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Although the heavy rain caused great trouble to the attacking Nanchuan Army soldiers, the archers of the Dynasty Army who were responsible for covering the positions under the city on Jiuyuan City were even more confused.

The rain wet the bow, and the arrows shot out had no strength at all, and there was no greater threat to the attacking Nanchuan soldiers.

On the battlefield, rain and blood converged, the ground was muddy, and the low place had turned into a small puddle, and the bodies that died in battle were soaked in the water.

However, the war is not over yet and it is not the time to clean the battlefield, so these corpses can only be quietly buried by sewage, and eventually the dust returns to the dust and the soil returns to the soil.

"General Gangyu, there are noble armed guards in front of them. The brothers rushed forward but didn't rush up!" A bloody officer ran back from the rain and reported loudly to Gangyu, the commander of the Sixth Corps.

Gangyu wiped the rain on his face and roared, and the guards followed me!

The fierce battle has reached now, and the guard soldiers beside Gangyu who like to charge into battle have been severely reduced, but as long as Gangyu roars, they are tired as if they have taken stimulants and scream and waved their swords to kill the enemy.

Gangyu rushed to the front with his mace weighing hundreds of kilograms. Not far ahead of him, a simple fortification that was built through breakthroughs, guarding more than 200 noble armed forces here.

Armed soldiers of nobles were more difficult to deal with than soldiers of the dynasty. They were slaves of the nobles and were also dead soldiers, and they were unconditional obedience to their master's orders.

Their master's orders will stick to it, and even if they die in battle, the last one will stick to it.

For this small and tenacious enemy, the Nanchuan soldiers launched several attacks and were beaten back, but the nobles were armed and equipped with too well and had too strong combat power.

On the ground where the rain flows, countless Nanchuan soldiers were lying in a row, and further away were noble armed soldiers with blood from the blade.

"Roar!" Gangyu roared to the sky, raised the mace in his hand, kicked the ground with his feet, and his body had already jumped out. Every step he stepped on would splash large splashes of water.

Just like the slow motion of the movie, Gangyu roared angrily, and with anger, he rushed towards his enemy.

These noble armed soldiers are the minions of the nobles, and they are like hawks and dogs. They oppress the good, kill and set fire, and they do all kinds of evil.

Countless Nanchuan soldiers followed Gangyu and rushed towards the noble armed soldiers, shouting to kill Zhentian.

The noble armed forces were leading a strong man in heavy infantry armor. The battle axe in his hand was covered with minced meat. He jumped up and chopped the battle axe towards the steel feather's head.

"Die!" Gangyu roared, and the mace in his hand swept out and hit the chest of the heavy infantry. His chest armor was sunken, and his body fell heavily into a pit filled with water, splashing a large splash of water.

Gangyu would not give him a chance to get up, so he swung his mace down hard, smashing his head in the terrified gaze of the noble armed soldier.

"Roar!" The strong fighting power of the steel feather aroused the bloodiness of the Nanchuan soldiers! The Nanchuan soldiers roared and rushed forward, strangling with the noble armed soldiers.
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