On the battlefield filled with smoke, the positions of the Pioneer Camp had turned into ruins under the long-range attack of the rebels. The chest wall was shattered by huge rocks, the trenches were filled with soil, and the originally growing plants were burned in the sea of ​​fire. The drizzling winter rain fell, which was really a world of ice and fire.

The soldiers of the Pioneer Battalion emerged from the Tibetan soldiers' cave were in a mess, covered in mud, and the rain suddenly turned into mud. Seeing that the positions that had become hedgehogs, the soldiers of the Pioneer Battalion were very afraid. If they really defended their positions and did not hide in the Tibetan soldiers' cave, they would definitely have turned into a corpse now.

| "Prepare to join the battle!" The officers of the Pioneer Battalion who climbed out of the Tibetan soldiers' cave had no intention of appreciating the messy position at this moment, because accompanied by the sound of war drums, they had already vaguely seen countless rebels rushing towards this side.

This time, the rebel commander Zhao Feng was determined to take down the Gran Heights, so he sent five flag regiments of 50,000 rebels to attack with overwhelming force. The Nanchuan Army Pioneer Battalion, which defended the Gran Heights, only had six flag battalions and 18,000 people. Of course, the cavalry troops under Murong Ke did not count. They had retreated several miles away for a night of fierce fighting.

The defense line of the Pioneer Battalion in Gran Heights is divided into three parts. The first section is the northern section where the two flag battalions are defended, and Mu Xue personally guarded with 6,000 soldiers. The small hillside highland in the southern section is guarded by the last two flag battalions. The defense line they need to defend is ten miles long. Facing the black enemy, the pressure can be imagined.

Zheng Qiang was a leader of the Fifth Banner Regiment under Zhao Feng. At this moment, he was leading a thousand rebel soldiers under him to advance towards the Gran Heights in a scattered line. Their attack target was the Nanchuan Army position in the middle of the Gran Heights. The Sixth Banner Regiment and the Seventh Banner Regiment were also operating together with the Fifth Banner Regiment, which was strong in soldiers and horses.

"Search carefully-" Zheng Qiang, the leader of the rebels, walked in the middle of the team with a sword, constantly reminding the soldiers under his command that they must not let go of any living Nanchuan army. Their advancement speed was very slow, but the carpet-style search was very careful.

It is more precise than an attack, but it is more accurate to take over the position. Zheng Qiang, a thousand-man leader, thought the same as many senior rebel generals. Under the bombardment of huge rocks, burning fireballs and covering the rain of arrows, even if the Nanchuan Army is the elite among the elite, it will definitely be difficult to survive such an attack. What they need to do now is to easily occupy the Nanchuan Army's position and then plant their military flags.

Due to the fierce attack, the entire Nanchuan Army's position had become like ruins. The trenches collapsed, and the tenacious little trees were left with their bare torso, which looked particularly depressed. The cold wind blew from the north, and grey smoke enveloped the battlefield, and the entire battlefield became dreamy.

Suddenly, Zheng Qiang frowned and almost fell to the ground. He bent down and looked at him. A corpse that was burnt beyond recognition was standing on the ground. "What a fucking bad luck-" Zheng Qiang kicked the burnt corpse, cursed and continued to move forward.

The battlefield was silent, as if everyone was dead, only the rebel soldiers were constantly rushing forward. They crossed the trenches, crossed the wire, and continued to move deeper. As they went inside, there were more and more corpses. They were left behind by the previous battle between the Vulture Flag Regiment and the Nanchuan Army. At this moment, they were burned by the fire, emitting a strange smell.

"Wow—" A rebel soldier saw the burnt body and his stomach was churning. He couldn't help but vomit while holding a burnt tree trunk.

"It's so fucking unpromising." Zheng Qiang Qiang kicked the soldier, cursing with regret. The vomiting of the soldiers under his command made him feel dull, because he had seen the ridiculous gaze of another Qian Renchang of his competitor.

"Search it all carefully! Don't look at your eyes randomly." Zhou Qiang, the long-time man, smelled the smell of cooked meat on the battlefield, and felt a little uncomfortable in his throat. He shouted loudly at the soldiers under his command and vented his dissatisfaction.

"Sir, Thousands of People, look, gold coins--" A soldier squatted down and took out several gold coins from a corpse, showing an expression of excitement on his face.

"Confiscated," Zheng Qiang, the leader of the thousand-man, pulled the gold coins from the soldiers and put them in his arms. The property of the rebel soldiers died. The rebels burned, killed and looted all the way to Nanchuan Province. Every rebel soldier has gained a lot. Now that these rebel soldiers die, the treasures on them become ownerless things.

The rebel soldiers searching for the battlefield began their operation to plunder treasures. Anyway, the Nanchuan army was dead and there was no danger. Their original scattered soldiers were not maintained anymore. They began to squat down and search for the bodies of the dead soldiers. From time to time, people cheered and found many good things.

As they continued to penetrate into the Gran Heights, the team led by Zheng Qiang, a thousand-man leader, had crossed seven or eight trenches and advanced four or five hundred meters. There was still no sign of the Nanchuan army alive, except for the corpses all over the ground.

The deeper the progress, the more bodies the Nanchuan soldiers were on the ground. Seeing the Nanchuan soldiers stacked in layers of Nanchuan soldiers on the ground, Zheng Qiang finally breathed a sigh of relief. They were all dead, so he didn't have to search with fear.

Seeing the corpses all over the ground, the greedy rebel soldiers began their plunder, but they were soon disappointed.

"It's all poor people-" The soldiers of the Nanchuan Army were not like those who burned, killed, looted, and had nothing but weapons and armor. They would use up all valuable things before going to war or have them where the quarconian officers would be present. After the war was over, they would go back to collect them, so the rebel soldiers got nothing from the corpse.

"Rest in place for a while." Zheng Qiang, the chief of Thousand People, had relaxed his nerves. Although he thought that the Nanchuan Army would definitely die under the long-range attack, he was still very cautious at the beginning to be on the safe side. Now seeing the bodies of the Nanchuan Army all over the ground, he completely relieved his heart: "Send someone to report to the flag leader that the Nanchuan Army has all died, and we did not find anything when we advance the Thousand People team."

Zheng Qiang kicked the body of a Nanchuan army away, found a body and sat down. Just as he was about to take out the water bag to drink water, his eyes suddenly widened and showed an unbelievable look. He slowly bent down and saw the sword inserted into his lower abdomen. He felt that the power in his body was rapidly passing.

The "corpse" that was kicked over by himself was resurrected at some point. The sword in his lower abdomen was done by that corpse, but now Thousands of people are long [31 Novel Network                                                                                                                                                                                                                                    

The gray fog on the battlefield and the burning blue smoke enveloped the entire battlefield in a layer of fog, and the field of vision was very small. At this moment, fighting and screaming kept coming from this fog. The unexpected rebels were caught off guard by the soldiers of the Nanchuan Army Pioneer Battalion who pretended to be dead.

Many rebel soldiers were searching and advancing. The soldiers of the Nanchuan Army who were suddenly lying on the ground pretending to be dead suddenly started attacking. Faced with the enemies that suddenly appeared around them, the rebel soldiers were cut and killed without any defense, and more rebel soldiers were full of fear. In this era of believing in ghosts and gods, the resurrection of corpses made them afraid and afraid. They could not have the strength to fight with these vanguard battalion soldiers. They thought it was ghosts and gods that appeared, and they rushed to escape from the way they came. The rebels were numerous, and the consequences of the spread of fear were even more serious. When hundreds of soldiers shouted that the bodies were resurrected, there were ghosts, and the rest of the soldiers couldn't help but evacuate backwards when they saw their companions' fear.
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