The red torrent and the black iron stream collided with each other. One was well-equipped and the other was fearless. Both the Central Army and the Xing Tu Army were red in their eyes.

Nearly 400,000 soldiers from both sides fought together, blood dyed the earth red, shouts of killing resounded throughout the sky, and the earth covered by dark clouds was tragic.

The battle has been an hour, and both sides are hard to solve. Every second, countless soldiers fall down. The soldiers who are mixed together are now as humble as weeds.

On the high platform of Xingtu’s central army, the remaining seven commanders looked serious and stared at the battlefield strangled in the distance.

"Whether to send reinforcements?" There is a commander's suggestion.

Lin Nuoyan shook his head and stared at the majestic Wang Jing and said, "We must keep enough reserves, the Dynasty Imperial Guards have not yet gone to fight."

The Central Army and the Xing Tu Army led by Katun fought for two hours. The corpses of the soldiers on both sides were covered with the wilderness, but neither Wang Jing nor Xing Tu Army sent reinforcements, just like two wise chess players waiting for their opponent's flaws.

As the fierce battle continued, the courage of Xing Tu's army gradually faded, while the well-trained Central Army gradually gained the upper hand by relying on excellent equipment, and the casualties of Xing Tu's soldiers gradually increased.

"Sir, Lord Katun needs support!" Soon, a general came to ask for help.

"Send two cavalry units to the cavalry of the flag regiments." Lin Nuoyan saw the still quiet Wang Jingcheng, and after thinking for a while, he was one after another.

Soon, 20,000 Xingtu cavalry roared straight to the battlefield, and accompanied by a puff sound, the Central Army soldiers on the periphery were strangled.

But soon, the cavalry units under the Central Army also came up and blocked the Xingtu cavalry's way. The two cavalry units began to hedge.

The Xingtu soldiers were fearless and fearless, while the Central Army cavalry was well-trained. Two torrents collided with each other, constantly rushing back and forth, constantly harvesting their lives.

The fallen soldiers were soon stepped into meat sauce. The brave ones won when they met on a narrow road. Every time they collided, they would splash blood. Seeing their cavalry being entangled, some of them could not hold back.

Lin Chuan was already standing numb, and the battlefield on the other side had turned into Shura Hell. The 200,000 Xing Tu army that entered the battlefield was less than 100,000. The Central Army that fought fiercely was not much better, but both sides had to fight for incoming land and did not want to give in.

Just when Lin Chuan was a little impatient, suddenly a horn sound came from Wangjing City. Lin Chuan looked shaking. He knew that the dynasty army in Wangjing was about to be dispatched.

Sure enough, the gate of Wangjing City opened creakingly, and teams of guards wearing red armor emerged one after another. In just a moment, tens of thousands of people had already left the city.

"Mr. Lin, it's time to attack now." The commander said with some dissatisfaction with Lin Nuoyan.

Lin Nuoyan didn't care at all and ordered: "Order the Fifth, Sixth, Seventh, and Eighth Corps to attack and kill them back!"

The Central Army was waving the flag, and the solemn Xingtu army formation was thundering.

The Fifth Corps where Lin Chuan was also in the attack sequence. As the flag was waving, the entire formation moved, and the soldiers looked serious and walked forward.

Lin Nuoyan wanted to force the imperial guards who had left the city back, and the archers responsible for covering the city began a long-range attack on Wang Jingcheng.

"Rise the shield! Raise the shield!" Seeing the enemy archers appear, the thousand-man leader loudly reminded him.

Sharp arrows roared, and Lin Chuan's shield kept making ticks. Occasionally, one or two sharp arrows shot Xing Tu warriors through the gap, but the vacancy was quickly filled.

The fight quickly unfolded under the city of Wangjing. Under the threat of arrows, Xing Tu's army broke into the Imperial Guard and began a melee.

Faced with the melee, the condescending dynasty archers stopped shooting, but the huge stones of the catapult were still firing, drawing blood grooves in the Xing Tujun's array.

As the emperor's personal army, the Imperial Guard guarded Wangjing for many years and had the most exquisite armor and the sharpest weapons. Therefore, the soldiers of the Imperial Guard were brave men selected from various provinces, and the officers were all noble children who were loyal to the emperor.

Faced with such an army that was armed to the teeth, Xing Tujun still rushed forward without showing fear, with swords and swords flying everywhere.

The thousand-man team led by Lin Chuan followed the battle flag and inserted into the imperial guards like a wedge.

An Imperial Guard officer swung his knife at Lin Chuan with a ferocious expression. Lin Chuan snorted coldly, raised the shield in his hand to block the slashed sword. The sword in his right hand had already pierced the enemy's chest.

The officer's body was kicked away by Lin Chuan. He pulled out the sword with the flow, and a stream of blood flowed down the sword.

Lin Chuan was about to move forward when he suddenly felt cold. At some point, an enemy gunman stabbed Lin Chuan in the waist.

A trace of pain flashed in Lin Chuan's eyes, and he roared angrily, and with a backhand, he killed the enemy who was sneak attacking. He pulled out the spear from his waist, tore off the rags from his battle robe, and temporarily bandaged them.

"Swish!" With a sound of breaking through the air, an enemy fell down from Lin Chuan. A sharp arrow was inserted into his throat. Ye Fei saw that he wanted to attack Lin Chuan and deal with it.

"Sir, you are injured." After Ye Fei solved the enemy, he helped Lin Chuan up to ask with concern.

Lin Chuan waved his hand and picked up the sword on the ground, "It's okay, it's just a minor injury. Keep going forward and don't let the guards leave the city."

"Yes" Ye Fei's arrows were shot without any ease. Every time he let go, an enemy would fall. Lin Chuan secretly admired Ye Fei's arrows.

The Imperial Guard who left the city from the north gate was blocked by the Xing Tu army. The Imperial Guard had to leave the city through several other gates. The Xing Tu army commander did not send troops to snipe. For a moment, under the city of Wangjing, there were flowers everywhere, and there were battlefields everywhere.

At this moment, the Xingtu soldiers who were left in the Xingtu military camp had not moved only one regiment, and all the remaining troops had entered the battlefield.

Lin Chuan didn't know how many swords he had changed, nor how many enemies he had killed. There were fewer and fewer familiar soldiers beside him, and they all turned into cold corpses on the ground. However, the order to retreat did not come down, and Lin Chuan could only continue to attack. He was less than five hundred meters away from the Wangjing city wall.

The fierce battle has been going on all day long. As night is approaching, the commanders of both sides have no intention of ordering to retreat. Everyone knows that whoever orders to retreat will be defeated.

Suddenly, a fast horse passed through layers of battlefields and rushed into Xing Tujun's camp.

Lin Nuoyan stood on the platform, condescending to the top, and could see the entire battlefield and the rushing cavalry, with a look of difference on his face.

Soon the cavalry were brought up, and at this moment, only Lin Nuoyan and Kaili were left.

Lin Nuoyan asked, "What happened?"

The scout saluted Lin Nuoyan and hurriedly said, "Sir, the scouts of the Scout Brigade of the Seventh Corps pay tribute to you. We found that a large number of dynasty cavalry appeared in the east, less than two hours away from Wangjing."

Lin Nuoyan's face changed, "Map!"

Soon, the map was spread out, and the scout pointed out where the dynasty cavalry troops were discovered, and Lin Nuoyan frowned.

Regarding the coming dynasty cavalry units, Lin Nuoyan knew that if they joined the battlefield, they would definitely be fatal to the Xing Tu army in the fierce battle.

"This cavalry unit must be blocked," Lin Nuoyan murmured to himself.

Kaili also frowned, "But we have no extra troops to snipe, unless..."

Lin Nuoyan: "Let the guards go, you lead them yourself, and be sure to keep this cavalry unit out of the battlefield."

Kaili nodded after pondering for a moment and left with great strides. Soon, only 30,000 Xingtu soldiers left, drove out of the camp and headed east, looking at the team that disappeared from the horizon, and then looking back at the anxious battlefield, Lin Nuoyan felt a deep sense of powerlessness. Xingtu's army was still too weak, and it was still a little difficult to face the dynasty, a giant.
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