"Kill! Fight!" The smoke of gunpowder was filled with gunpowder. Thousands of garrison infantry held high their weapons and made a roar of shocking killing sounds to launch round after round charges at several town Xijun camps, and the battlefield was noisy.

"Let's go, shoot arrows-" On the edge of the fence of Zhenxijun camp on the high slope, Zhan Ge personally carried a sword to supervise the battle. Seeing the enemy rushing up again, he looked cold and gave the order to shoot without any expression.

Whoosh swish swish swish!

The archers of Zhenxi Army pulled the bowstrings hard, their faces turned red, and then let go of their fingers pressing on the arrow feathers, and the arrows were already roaring out.

Neither care about checking whether he had shot the enemy, the archers immediately reached out and pulled out the arrows inserted in the soil in front of them, and once again pulled the bow and took the arrows.

Arrows kept roaring among the crowd of guard soldiers who were charging, splashing blood, and people kept screaming and falling to the ground.

More arrows were blocked by the shields of the guard soldiers. The shields held high had turned into hedgehogs, and were covered with dense arrows.

The garrison soldiers were like ants, densely covered in black. They rushed towards the Zhenxijun camp at several commanding heights in Basto.

In the air, arrows were like locusts and huge rocks were like rain. The long-range weapons of both sides poured towards the opponent's soldiers like money. Many fences of the western army in the town were smashed into pieces by stones.

There were also attacking guard soldiers who were smashed into the ground by stones and blood, and blood was gushing, and then they were stepped into the charred soil by their combat boots. The smell of burning, blood and sweat were intertwined, dull and suffocating.

"The archer retreats, and the stinger comes forward!"

Although long-range weapons caused a lot of damage to the charging guard soldiers, they still could not stop their attack. The tide of guard soldiers approached the camp of Zhenxi Army with locust arrows.

Most of the camps established by the Zhenxi Army in Basto were located at some commanding heights and were condescending to the important places, and they were stuck tightly like nails.

Before Lin Chuan left, the order he gave Zhan Ge was to hold on for at least one week, but only 20,000 soldiers were left for Zhan Ge.

Twenty thousand people rely on several temporary camps to withstand the fierce attack of the 80,000 army, and even the battle-hardened war songs felt tremendous pressure.

But Zhan Ge agreed without hesitation. He knew that this was a test for him and the Zhenxi Army. Since Emperor Long Han forgives their sins, they have to use their military achievements to let Emperor Long Han see that the Zhenxi Army is definitely not the old, weak, sick and disabled, they are the lion brigade that dominates the dynasty.

Lin Chuan also knew that it was not easy to let Zhan Ge hold Long Jing's army of 80,000, so he left all the arrows and equipment to Zhan Ge, including 10,000 heavy infantrymen.

It is precisely because of the ten thousand heavy infantry that Zhan Ge has enough confidence to defend Barstow, hold down the 80,000 troops of King Long Jing of Rain, and buy time for the smooth implementation of Lin Chuan's plan.

The garrison soldiers, holding the locust arrows and paying a heavy price, broke into the fence of Zhenxi Army camp again. Seeing the soldiers of Zhenxi Army who were so close to each other, the garrison soldiers shouted excitedly.

As long as they break through this simple fence, they can enter the camp of the western army in Zhen, successfully capture Barstow, and regain this strategic location.

"Spit" Facing the enemy troops coming like a tide, the soldiers of Zhenxi Army's spear guns arranged on the front line of the fence, held the spear guns tightly and stabbed them out with great force.

Pupp pupp pupp, the prickly gun flashing with a cold light easily penetrated the leather armor of the guard soldiers and pierced their flesh. The weapons they were holding were hanging down weakly.

"Catch it!" The sting gun was retracted, bringing out a stream of blood. The shiny sting gun was covered with blood. A strong smell of blood came to the face. A group of garrison soldiers who rushed outside the fence fell down in a row and became the first corpses.

"Stack---" The officers of Zhenxi Army kept shouting with their swords. The soldiers of Zhenxi Army mechanically stabbed out the spears in their hands and then retracted them. The enemy corpses outside the fence were already stacked layer by layer.

The guard soldiers holding swords and shields wanted to fight back, but the swords were shorter than the piercing gun, and there was a fence blocking the way, so they were penetrated by the piercing gun before they even got close to the fence.

Many garrison soldiers holding shields rushed forward, but they were stalked into blood gourds with guns and guns.

After paying the price of hundreds of people, the garrison stingers of the garrison were finally transferred from behind and began to sting along the fence. The scene was bloody and cruel.

Often, the spears stabbed by the Zhenxi Army have not been recovered, and the enemy spears have penetrated their chests, and blood is rushing, and roaring and killing. People die every minute and every second on the chaotic battlefield.

"Climb up!" An officer commanded the garrison soldiers to climb towards the fence, trying to overturn the Xijun camp in the town, but they became living targets after climbing onto the fence. Arrows and guns kept calling, and they kept screaming and falling from the fence, sprinkling large pieces of blood.

On the battlefield where flesh and blood were flying, human life and blood became the most valuable things. Blood dyed weapons, fences, armor, grass and soil, and finally gathered into streams left on the hillside.

The charging guard soldiers launched rounds of attacks under the reprimand of the supervision team. The blood-stained corpses kept rolling down, and the new soldiers rushed up again.

"Your Highness, you'll be done when you attack our garrison in the province of Silia." The Governor of the Province of Silia really couldn't bear the waste of his men, so he ran to plead with the Rain King Longjing.

Yu Wang Longjing had no expression on her face: "Even if the person dies, he has to pull out these nails."

The fierce battle was till dusk, and the soldiers on both sides who had been fighting for a day were already exhausted and exhausted, but the King of Rain still had no intention of ordering to stop. One flag camp after another was sent up, and the wounded soldiers were sent down continuously. The King of Rain really wanted to not give up until he took down these camps.

Although the garrison's offensive became more fierce every time, the camps of Zhenxi Army still stood on the hillside like nails, without any signs of loosening.

"Transfer the Battle Axe Camp!" Faced with the indestructible Zhenxijun camp, Yu Wang Longjing finally had to mobilize his elite troops, the Battle Axe Camp.

The Battle Axe Camp, the Iron Cavalry Camp and the Swordsman Camp are the absolute elite main forces under the command of the Rain King Long Jing. Although the total number is only 10,000, they are elite troops trained by the Rain King Long Jing himself.

The three thousand tomahawk soldiers in the Tomahawk camp, each of them is strong and strong, all of them are eight feet tall, and their weapons are standard tomahawks weighing 20 kilograms. The tomahawks cut off people and horses and are afraid of breaking them. They are the reliance of the Rain King Long Jing and the last trump card.
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