The dynasty cavalry kept jumping out of the darkness and launched a death charge towards the Nanchuan soldiers. The spear easily penetrated the bodies of the dynasty cavalry, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood.

The war horse fell to the ground and let out a wail, and the injured soldiers wailed in pain. The entire battlefield was extremely noisy, and the dynasty cavalry broke through three Nanchuan Banners before they were barely blocked.

Facing Haotian's heroic cut off his arm, Xia Ge both admired and felt deeply worried. If all the generals of the dynasty were as wise and brave as Haotian, then overthrowing the rule of the dynasty would be a difficult road.

Faced with the cavalry's charge, the infantry soldiers under Xia Ge had to form a formation to resist, watching the dynasty infantry evacuate calmly without any help.

"Third, the Fourth Infantry Flag Regiment attacked from the left wing!"

"Fifth, the Eighth Infantry Flag Regiment encircled from the right wing!"

Only 10,000 dynasty cavalry found that the group of dynasty who remained to hold them up to pursue their pursuit were found. Xia Ge made a quick decision and turned defense into offense, preparing to wipe out them all.

In the darkness, the troops were frequently mobilized, and Xia Ge quickly mobilized troops to surround the ten thousand cavalry. Since Haotian didn't want them, Xia Ge didn't mind eating them in one bite and avenge the brothers who died in battle.

The resistance of these 10,000 cavalry was fierce, and they deserved the reputation of their Central Army. Cavalry were constantly pulled down and killed by random knives. However, some dynasty cavalry were dismounted from high and kept slashing, splashing large rain of blood.

Perhaps because they know their destiny, the cavalry of these ten thousand dynasties is particularly tenacious in fighting, and even if they die, they will take the lead.

Xia Ge originally wanted to capture them and form his own cavalry unit, but in the face of these soldiers who were loyal to the dynasty, he eventually gave up the idea of ​​surrendering.

This is a group of real soldiers. Xia Ge paid a huge price to annihilate them. When it was dawn, the hustle and bustle battlefield that had fought fiercely all night gradually became quiet. Bathed in the sun, dozens of blood-filled dynasty cavalry were surrounded by Nanchuan soldiers. They had lost all their war horses and became infantry.

The Nanchuan soldiers were also red in their eyes, but they still maintained enough respect in the face of these powerful opponents. The soldiers have always admired the strong. Although the two sides belonged to different camps, these blood-filled and exhausted dynasty soldiers, the Nanchuan soldiers' eyes were full of admiration. They did not insult the soldiers' integrity.

At the end of the fierce battle, Xia Ge personally took the sword and killed many enemies. He stepped in the sea of ​​corpses and blood. His heart was as hard as iron, and he could not help but feel a little pity at this moment.

"I am Xia Ge, the commander of the Second Corps of the Nanchuan Army. If you surrender, I can guarantee your safety." Xia Ge couldn't help but persuade him to surrender again with his blood-dropping sword.

These besieged dynasty soldiers were powerful opponents he had ever encountered and also his respectable opponents. He couldn't bear to kill them like this.

"Bah, don't be rampant in the traitors. You are the grasshoppers in the autumn. You won't be able to jump for long!" A dynasty soldier yelled angrily.

"Thank you for your kindness, but as a dynasty soldier, I have defended my country all my life. How can I surrender to the rebels?!" Xu Dong, the commander of the dynasty cavalry flag, looked at Xia Ge who was surrendering and straightened his chest.

Xia Ge shook his head and retorted: "Your Excellency is wrong. As a dynasty soldier, you have not really defended your country. Open your eyes and see how many people are displaced, unable to eat enough, starve to death on the streets. Look again, on the Far East border, the people in the Hanhai killed my people and occupied my city. What have you done?! What you call defending your country is just protecting the corrupt nobles!"

Faced with Xia Ge's rebuttal, Xu Dong, the chief of the flag regiment, roared loudly: "If you hadn't had rebellions, how could the dynasty fall into the current state? I, Xu Dong, hate me, I wish I could have lived to wipe out you rebellious rebels!!"

"Puff!" After Xu Dong finished speaking, he slapped his neck and chose to commit suicide.

"Sir! Sir!" Seeing Xu Dong ending his life in this way, the surviving soldiers of the dynasty lay on the bloody corpse and cried bitterly.

"Brothers, I'll take a step first!" A dynasty soldier wiped his neck.

In the tragic anger, the remaining soldiers of the dynasty shouted and fell to the ground. Looking at the stacked corpses, Xia Ge's heart was touched. The dynasty was corrupt, and he did not expect that there would be such loyal soldiers.

"Buried them well." Although they belonged to different camps, Xia Ge maintained enough respect for them. As a Far Eastern man, he should not have killed each other.

The hero Haotian cut off his arm and delayed Xia Ge's pursuit at the cost of 10,000 cavalry, successfully escaped from the battlefield, and reunited with the main force of the Dynasty army.

Because the dynasty army had no food, hundreds of thousands of dynasty troops bypassed Austin, occupied by Tu Yue, and quickly evacuated to the front line of the capital of Luoshan Province.

Faced with the evacuation of the dynasty army, Lin Chuan, who had been fighting fiercely with the dynasty army in the dark forest, keenly captured the fighter jets, led the troops out of the forest, and successively ate several troops behind the dynasty army, sweeping away the afflictions that had been suppressed and beaten before.

On November 3, the Xia Ge Legion and Lin Chuan Legion successfully fought fiercely under the smoke-filled city of Austin for more than two months, and countless soldiers died in battle. The two legions met, and they were particularly cordial and burst into great cheers.

"Brother, we're meeting again." Lin Chuan and Xia Ge smiled on their tired faces, and their hands were tightly held together.

On the battlefield filled with smoke, the soldiers' eyes were filled with tears, hugging each other tightly, cheering for this hard-won victory.

On the city wall, Tu Yue with white gauze wrapped around his arms and the surviving Nanchuan soldiers saw the arrival of reinforcements. They shouted wildly, "Nanchuan Army! Nanchuan Army! Nanchuan Army!"

Lin Chuan and Xia Ge heard the huge cheers from Austin, and Xia Ge smiled and said, "This time, the sergeant Tu Yue made an indelible contribution to force the dynasty army to retreat."

"There are also soldiers fighting bloody battles." Lin Chuan added.

The sergeant commander Tu Yue led 20,000 cavalry to attack Austin, a special technical station for the Dynasty army, cut off the supply of the Dynasty army, and held Austin for nine days under the siege of the Dynasty army. Although the losses were huge, it ushered in a phased victory for the Nanchuan army.

Looking at the blood-stained, broken city walls and the scenes that were too late to clean, Lin Chuan was deeply shocked. He could imagine how difficult it would be to hold on to Austin under the tide of the dynasty army.

The more he walked into the city, the slower Lin Chuan's steps and his mood became heavier. The layers of corpses almost blocked the corridor of the city gate. Fierce battle broke out here, and all the houses near the city walls were dismantled to resist the enemy. Therefore, at first glance, they were all broken rubble.

"Tu Yue, the sergeant commander of the First Legion, met two legion commanders!" Tu Yue's eyes were covered with blood, and thick gauze was wrapped in his arms. The solidified blood turned into a dark red blood clot. He tried hard to straighten his chest and welcomed the two legion commanders in the best posture.

"Thank you for your hard work." Lin Chuan's simple greeting made the iron-bending man cry.

"General, our 20,000 cavalry - gone..." Tu Yue stretched out his hand to wipe his tears, his voice choked.

"Where is Wu Jing--" Lin Chuan asked in a heavy mood.

"Both legs were broken. Murong Ke carried him back from the pile of corpses."
Chapter completed!