Nightwatcher Chapter 232: Australia

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"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The artillery and the crossbow are constantly exploding in the camps of both sides. The shock waves and iron fragments produced by the explosion of the shells are deadly to ordinary soldiers.

Competing with large-scale lethal weapons, Dafeng’s army almost blood-washed Kang’s army with a crushing posture. This is one of Dafeng’s reliance on Kyushu, even though the Witch God Sect has secretly invaded a large number of artillery and crossbows over the years. , But the lack of maintenance by the warlock, the performance of the magic weapon and the power of the shells are greatly reduced.

What's more, the instruments are constantly being updated, and there is a huge difference in performance between old weapons and new weapons. .

Nangong Qianrou led the heavy cavalry and left the base camp, avoiding the shooting range of artillery and crossbows, and charged from the right side of the Kang Guo army.

The Kangguo army quickly realized the approach of this heavy cavalry, the artillery and bed crossbow remained unchanged, and the firepower of the Dafeng army was confronted, and the archers and blunderbusters shot one after another.

Attack this heavy cavalry with a number of over 10,000.

After a few rounds of firing, the archers and fire gunners retreated decisively. At this time, a group of cavalry armed with Mo knives rushed out of Kang Guo's army, three thousand people.

The Modao emerged in the early days of the Great Zhou. It weighed more than 80 kilograms and was made of fine iron. Non-first-class soldiers could not hold it. The Great Zhou, when there was no warlock, relied on an army of 20,000 Mo swords to be invincible.

Every Modao hand is at the pinnacle of the refinement stage. It is easy to wield the Modao. Under the Modao, the horses and horses are broken, and they are dedicated to the heavy cavalry.

The Great Zhou Dynasty was truly the most glorious dynasty in martial arts.

In the middle and late periods of the Great Zhou Dynasty, the national power was weakened, and the reputation of the Mo Dao Army was deteriorating. When it came to Dafeng, the Mo Dao Army withdrew from the stage of history because of the limited martial arts skills of the soldiers.

However, the Mo Dao Army has been preserved in the northeast, and it has been passed down to this day. Probably because the wizards of the Witch God Sect can stimulate the potential of soldiers, increase their vitality, and achieve the effect of soaring combat power in a short time.

As a result, the threshold of Mo Dao Army has been lowered a lot.

The army of three thousand Mo swords launched a charge towards Dafeng's 10,000 heavy cavalry, not afraid, but passionate.

With one stab, the horses and horses are broken, and they are crushed.

Nangong Qianrou’s delicate and beautiful face showed a touch of hideousness. Kyushu only knew that the cavalry was respected by the barbarians, and after the Shanhaiguan battle, it was respected by Jingguo.

Dafeng cavalry is not worth mentioning.

Really?

The reason why Dafeng cavalry is scarce is the lack of good horses and pastures suitable for raising horses.

The scarcity of numbers does not mean weakness. In the past two decades, Wei Yuan summarized the reasons for more than ten minor defeats in the Battle of Shanhaiguan, only because of the serious disadvantage of the cavalry.

Dafeng does not have a brave Modao army, and the soldiers' combat power cannot be compared with the glorious period of the Great Zhou. How to increase the power of the heavy cavalry on the original basis?

Wei Yuan's decision is: equipment!

There is no wizard in Dafeng, who can stimulate the potential of soldiers and increase their combat power. There is no strong **** like Da Zhou.

However, Dafeng has a Tianjian and a warlock.

Few people know the reason why Wei Yuan frequented the Star Observatory in the past twenty years. But after this battle, Wei Yuan has devoted his heart and financial resources to the creation of 10,000 sets of heavy cavalry armor in this battle.

The Modao Army that Dafeng has long abandoned is just an old thing hidden in the dust of history!

Ten thousand heavy knights brazenly smashed through the Modao Army, and they turned their backs on their backs.

Nangong Qianrou took the lead. The brown pupils were replaced by blood red, and the blue veins burst on his face. He didn't look like a human, but more like a beast without his reason.

Whether it is the army of Kang Guo or the army of Dafeng on the other end, many generals frowned upon seeing this scene.

In the previous siege of the city, the heavy cavalry was actually useless. Therefore, even oneself did not know the true combat power of these heavy cavalry.

Except for Wei Yuan and Nangong Qianrou.

At this time, there was a magnificent, misty chant in the army of Kang Guo, layered on top of each other, making it hard to hear the specific content.

The whole battlefield was spiritually growing. The Modao Army who had just died and had not been cold in their blood got up again. Some of them lost their heads, some of their arms, and some of their chests were stabbed, but they really got up.

Rejoin the battlefield.

For a wizard, as long as the body is not torn apart and not burned to ashes, that is an inexhaustible source of troops.

"Woo..."

Continuous roars came from a high place, and huge flying beasts flapped their wings and glided over the air of the Dafeng army, dropping stones, kerosene and other items.

The city gates of Yandu opened, and Yan's army swarmed out, trying to attack with Kang's army on both sides.

"Hold the shield!"

The rookie of the military, Chen Ying, 12,000 leader of the imperial army, methodically issued an order: "The 168th team will turn around the artillery, the 24th team will turn around the crossbowmen, and the assault battalion will charge with me... ."

He yelled and waved a small flag to convey the order.

The infantry raised their shields to resist air attacks, and some of the artillery and crossbows turned around and fired at the Yan Nation army that was out of the city.

Amidst the roar of artillery, Chen Ying led five thousand Qingqi and ten thousand infantrymen, rushing out aggressively to meet Yan Guo's army.

...........

The war fought from day to night, and the Yan Nation army left more than 8,000 corpses and withdrew to the city. Kang Guo's army also suffered heavy losses and withdrew thirty miles.

The Dafeng army has fallen into an extremely embarrassing dilemma. There are three reasons for this dilemma.

One: The defeat in the war.

Yandu is easy to defend and difficult to attack. It is even more difficult to chew than the seven cities that have already been conquered. In addition, Yandu masters are like clouds and strong forces. There is a third-rank wizard who sits in town and wants to fight in a short time.

With the help of Kang Guo's army, it is impossible to attack the city.

Two: The supply line was cut off.

Without the supply line, the Dafeng army is equivalent to an attic without a foundation. It is only a matter of time before it collapses. This sharp knife inserted into Yan Guo's abdomen has been smoothed.

The campfire is raging, inside the military tent.

The Young and Zhuang Sect, headed by Chen Ying, and the Wei Yuan Sect, headed by Nangong Qianrou, gathered together.

Chen Ying stood in front of the sand table, pointing the country:

"The strategies of Kang Guo and Yan Guo are clear at a glance. They keep us under Yandu until they run out of ammunition and food, or they flee in all directions, and then they divide and eat. Our food and grass are almost gone. The day after tomorrow, we will have to Kill horses and eat meat."

A general grinned and said: "I will be responsible for looting the grain and grass. There are many villages near Yandu, and I can always search for some food. You can't kill horses, absolutely."

Chen Ying said "Hey": "General Zhao, then leave it to you. The task that Wei Gong gave us is to hold on for ten days. Now six days have passed, and we will retreat four days later."

After a pause, he scanned the generals and saw that they were not in high spirits, so he pondered and said calmly:

"To be honest, the fight was inexplicable, and the grain and grass were more inexplicable. I still don't understand Wei Gong's intentions. But the military order is like a mountain. Even if Wei Gong asks me to go through the sword, I will not blink my eyes.

"We still have 30,000 brothers left. Four days later, I don't know how many of them will survive, let alone whether I can survive. But the Witch God Sect has been so **** deceitful these years.

"Collaborate with the imperial order officer, embezzle the armaments of my Dafeng, support the bandits in Yunzhou, and the people are not living. Now, they are trying to occupy the north and surround the borderline of Dafeng Northeast.

"Even if the entire army is annihilated in this battle, the troops of Yan and Kang will be consumed. Everyone, are you afraid of death?"

"If you are afraid of a bird and dare to go to the battlefield, you are not afraid of death." A general cursed.

"Isn't it four days? After four days I will still be alive and kicking."

"Wei Gong let us delay, let alone four days, forty days I will complete the task."

Everyone looked at Nangong Qianrou, and the male and female golden gong said lightly: "I will take 10,000 heavy riders away tonight."

Chen Ying stared at him with scorching eyes: "Weigong's mission?"

Nangong Qianrou let out a "um".

Chen Ying looked at him. For a long time, the handsome young man smiled: "Okay, you can do your own thing with peace of mind. Let us here."

Nangong Qianrou didn't respond, turned and left.

When he was about to step out of the military tent, he suddenly stopped, Nangong Qianrou slowly scanned the faces of everyone, watching carefully, he took a deep breath and clasped his fist:

"Everyone, take care!"

"Take care!"

The soldiers said solemnly.

Nangong Qianrou took off the helmet, gently placed it on the ground, bent over, there was a pause of a few seconds, and then strode away.

.............

Yandu.

In the hall, with candlelight shining brightly, Nurhga was on the throne, listening to the affairs of the courtiers.

Compared with the embarrassment of Dafeng's army, the atmosphere here is obviously much more relaxed, even full of joy.

Defending the city for six days, Dafeng's army only attacked the city on the first day. After dropping thousands of corpses, they were defeated and failed to launch a second siege.

On the other hand, because of the arrival of Kangguo’s reinforcements, they achieved a two-sided attack, cut off Dafeng’s supply line and cut off their food and grass.

As long as it drags on for a few more days, Dafeng can only withdraw his troops, and their remaining troops can no longer attack the city. That is to say, the country is already as stable as a mountain, and Fengjun is not afraid of showing weakness.

Once they withdraw, Yan and Kang can even pursue them.

The victorious party will belong to the Sorcerer Sect.

In this way, the so-called Dafeng Army God is not as terrible as imagined.

The improvement of the situation gave everyone in the Yan country a strong self-confidence. The prestige accumulated during the Wei Yuan Shanhaiguan battle was instantly reduced.

"Hehe, it seems that Dafeng is not good at attacking cities."

"It may also be a battle between courts and courts for twenty years, which has eroded his spirit. Also, if he hasn't led soldiers for twenty years, it's already a matter of fact."

"Only in this battle, our Yan country will step on the name of Wei Yuan and Megatron Kyushu."

"With only a hundred thousand horses, you want to hit the general stage? Wishful thinking."

Wei Yuan led his army to the Northern Expedition, and encountered strong resistance in Yan Country, and finally broke the halberd and settled in the sand, and fled back to Dafeng territory with the remnants..........This is bound to be recorded in history books.

Nurhega turned his head, looked at the national teacher Ilbu, who was holding a golden walking stick and wrapped in a robe, and smiled:

"Ilb National Division, when Wei Yuan is defeated, we can divide our troops on our backs to help Kang Guo quell the war in the northern border. After this battle, it is very difficult for Dafeng to send reinforcements. We have 30,000 miles on our back. , Will enter the territory of my witch **** sect."

Ilbu said lightly: "The war in the northern border is not urgent. The general altar's order is to destroy Dafeng's army in the country, especially Wei Yuan, not to let him return to Dafeng."

Ilb was taken aback and frowned secretly.

He didn't understand the significance of the command of the general altar. War is not a fight. The focus is always on the long-term and overall situation, rather than one or a few characters.

It is far more important to defeat the Fengjun and seize the northern territory than to kill a Wei Yuan.

Ilbu continued: "However, it is a surprise to be able to stop Wei Yuan within the territory of Yan Country. Your mission is successfully completed, and I will ask the general altar for you."

Nurhega smiled: "Thank you Guoshi."

Suddenly, Ilbu tilted his head and assumed a listening position.

The whispers in the ear are illusory, layered on top of each other, as if the voices of countless people are united together, as if from another world.

Ilb's face changed from indifferent to stern, from stern to iron blue, and the rapid change made Nurhega feel at a loss.

"The Wizard God is calling me...Wei Yuan?!"

Irbu turned into black light and rushed out of the main hall, disappearing into the night instantly.

"Wei Yuan?"

Nurhega frowned, her face blank.

The ministers and military commanders in the hall looked at each other, feeling confused for a moment.

What did Wei Yuan do to make Yi Erbu so angry?

Thousands of miles away from Yandu, in Kangguo's capital, a black light broke through the sky, and it quickly swept northeastward.

...........

At dawn, Nangong Qianrou led 10,000 heavy cavalry and finally arrived at the place designated by Wei Yuan.

This is a valley surrounded by mountains on three sides with gurgling streams.

Nangong Qianrou let the cavalry rest on the spot. During this march, he strictly abide by Wei Yuan's custom-made rules, rest every ten miles, brush his horse's nose, and drink and feed every thirty miles.

The campfire is raging, and the vegetable soup in the pot is boiling.

The food was looted from the villages along the way, and the vegetables were brought by herself. Speaking of this, Nangong Qianrou thought of the **** who was fighting with him.

Before the army set off, Xu Qi'an gave Wei Yuan a plan to dry the vegetables, roast them, squeeze them thoroughly, and then seal them with lamb intestines.

Each soldier carries a kilogram of dehydrated vegetables with him, which is not heavy, but after soaking in water, the amount is sufficient. Sprinkle with a handful of coarse salt, the taste is moving.

Nangong Qianrou was drinking vegetable soup, holding rice grains with her hands, eating, and thinking about the purpose of her foster father to let him out of the army.

Wei Yuan gave the direction to the south, which was contrary to the route of the army.

Nangong Qianrou vaguely realized that her adoptive father had worked hard to design and build these ten thousand sets of heavy-duty armor for two decades, perhaps for other purposes.

So he must leave the army. The idea of ​​the foster father is to try not to let this heavy cavalry suffer heavy losses.

But what's the point?

Nangong Qianrou just thought so, and suddenly heard a voice behind her: "You..."

He turned his head abruptly and saw a plain-looking warlock in white, who did not know when he was standing behind him.

This white warlock has the soft features of a typical Central Plains, neither sharp edges nor deep eyes, and thick lips, giving a simple impression.

Nangong Qianrou leaped up like a conditioned reflex, like an antelope prancing, quickly opened the distance, took out her saber and shouted: "Who are you."

The heavy cavalry threw down their bowls, drew their knives and mounted their horses. They moved quickly and displayed extremely high military qualities.

The white warlock said without hesitation: "We..."

Nangong Qianrou shouted again: "Who are you."

The white warlock appeared silently behind him, and his cultivation was definitely above Yang Qianhuan.

The white warlock said: "Come late..."

After a while, he finally finished the whole sentence: "...it's..."

You guys are late? ! Nangong Qianrou finally understood what the other party said, and said in amazement: "Are you waiting for me? The foster father asked you to come?"

The White Warlock nodded.

Nangong Qianrou breathed a sigh of relief and quickly asked: "Who is your excellency? The foster father asked us to come to you, what are the arrangements?"

The white warlock looked at him calmly, and said in a calm tone: "I am the supervisor..."

Nangong Qianrou's face changed wildly.

Supervisor?

He is a supervisor? ! No, how could he be Jianzheng, I haven't seen Jianzheng... Wait, it may not be the body of Jianzheng, it may be a clone. Yes, this can explain why he appeared behind me, but I didn’t notice it...

Foster father asked us to meet Jianzheng. What is he trying to do?

Nangong Qianrou took a deep breath, bowed and saluted, expressing respect for Jianzheng, and then listened to the white-clothed warlock saying: "Second disciple!"

The second disciple? Nangong Qianrou was taken aback for a moment, and then reacted violently: "Are you the second disciple of Jianzheng?!"

The white warlock smiled and nodded calmly.

........ Nangong Qianrou's face kept twitching.

He suppressed his anger and asked: "What is the arrangement for the foster father?"

The white warlock said in a deep voice: "I..."

Then fell silent.

With the experience just now, Nangong Qianrou was not in a hurry, and waited patiently. By the way, she recalled the identity of this warlock. The second disciple of Jianzheng was always away. Nangong Qianrou had only heard of him, but never Have seen.

I didn't expect to see him today. This second disciple, um, can only be said to be a disciple of Jianzheng.

Ten minutes later, the white warlock finally suffocated the second half of the sentence: "...I don't know!"

I don't know.........Nangong Qianrou's face is already a bit ugly.

The white warlock unconsciously smiled at Nangong Qianrou, raised his hand, and wiped it lightly, erasing the existence of Nangong Qianrou and the existence of 10,000 heavy cavalry.

..........

Dawn breaks, and the golden-red morning light is sprinkled on the sea, rippling layers of scattered golden light.

At the top of Jingshan, a towering post.

The sentry wearing sheep fur and cold cap, yawning, took off the water sac around his waist and poured a sip of goat milk wine.

After autumn, the climate of Jingshan changed sharply, and the salty and wet sea breeze blew on the face, like a very thin knife, scraping the skin little by little, making it dry and rough.

The sentry glanced at the far away, high altar, vaguely saw two vague statues, they stood for more than a thousand years.

For a mortal with a lifespan of only one piece, these two statues seem to have lasted forever and remain unchanged.

"Hey, it's time to wake up, it's time to change the guard soon."

The sentry who drank the kumiss kicked the companion around him.

The companion rubbed his eyes, stared at the dark circles and woke up, yawned, and said lazily:

"Fuzer, I heard that the situation in the north is very good. I really want to go to the battlefield to make military exploits. I can be promoted and robbed of money so that I have the money to marry a wife."

Fozer took another sip of goat's milk wine and shrugged:

"Stupid, if you can go to the battlefield, why should you spend money to marry a wife? Just grab ten or eight barbarian women and come back, isn't it more enjoyable."

The companion sneered and said: "Barbarian women are more ferocious than tiger wolves. Just a few taels of meat under your crotch are enough for them to eat? You are also playing prestige on the ewe."

"You bastard, what did the ewes do wrong, do you want to treat them like this?" Fuzel scolded~IndoMTL.com~ Suddenly, Fuzel who looked at the sea was stunned and rubbed his eyes. , Seems to suspect that I was wrong.

On the shimmering sea, at the end of the sea level, a huge warship appeared, and then, two, three, and five... a full twenty A warship, in the shape of a product, rides the wind and waves, and sails fast.

The flag is displayed on the battleship.

At the bow of the warship, a figure in Tsing Yi stood with his hands in his hands, his clothes fluttered, his eyes calmly looking towards Jingshan.

"Woo..."

The sound of the horn sounded from the sentry and spread throughout Jingshan, and also through the Jingshan City built on the hillside-this magnificent city where high-grade wizards gathered.

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PS: The next chapter is difficult to write. Not only the battle scenes but also the battle scenes between masters must be written. I guess the mentality will explode. I'll give you a vaccination first, and if it doesn't change at night, it means Kavin.