Luo Zhendura nodded slightly. According to the words of the Ming Dynasty, he was already past the age of knowing destiny. The injuries left on the battlefield when he was young had annexed his ambitions.

I have no longing for the rest of my life. Last year, I have been running around the battlefield of Lancang, and my body is getting more and more dull.

It's the last battle for the dynasty.

Kill the domineering.

Reject the Ming Dynasty.

That's all.

He said to Zhenye: "Xiongba should have to bypass Base. After all, he now has the logistics support of the Ming Dynasty. What kind of instant noodles is really enviable, so we cannot let him fish into the sea. Zhenye, tomorrow you will lead 40,000 people to wipe out Xiongba, and Base will leave 60,000 people to defend the city."

True Ye will receive the order immediately.

On the battlefield, it is said that it is 40,000 people, but it is not really that all 40,000 people are put into the battle.

In most cases, it needs to be based on the battlefield terrain.

So there is a saying of formation.

After Zhenye led 40,000 people out of Base, he immediately planned and divided his troops into several ways to encircle the small city Liaoyuan. At the same time, he set up intercepting troops on the route around Base.

The so-called interception is not to stop Xiongba’s 14,000 people, but to bite them and prevent them from marching quickly, and then launch a large-scale attack after coming to support.

There were only 20,000 people who actually attacked Liaoyuan City.

A small city is full of prairie fire, but there are no walls.

Sitting at the foot of a mountain, built along the mountain, with mountains on one side and river on the other side, and there is no natural danger to guard.

The 20,000 army of Zhenye did not encounter Xiongba's troops outside the city. It was only after entering the city from both sides that it encountered street fighting. This was an extremely tragic war.

No word is enough to describe its tragic level.

As a general, Zhenye has lived a generous life since childhood. Such people cherish their lives, so no matter what kind of war it is, Zhenye will not lead by example.

So he was not sure about the real situation of street fighting in Liaoyuan City.

He only knew that more than 10,000 people invested in the siege several times had lost more than 4,000 people, but even so, the core area of ​​Liaoyuan City was still under the control of the Xiongba Army.

No matter how strong the troops he sent out attacked, they would always be defeated.

The small town is full of corpses.

It's really true, but there's no hurry.

As long as the Xiongba army is still in this city without a wall, everything will be fine. No matter how strong they resist, they will die sooner or later. Even if they siege and do not attack, Xiongba will be wiped out because of the exhaustion of food and supplies.

What I really think so, and what I do is it.

Anyway, he is not in a hurry.

The Ming Dynasty is still in Lancang, and it will take at least two or three months to reach the capital of Lan Cangsang Sentai. If you fight until Liaoyuan, at least after the beginning of next spring, there will be no logistics support or military force for this long period of time. How many months can Xiongba last?

The siege does not mean that everyone is just sitting outside the city watching the fun.

We still have to send a certain amount of troops to harass each day.

But no matter when, Zhenye found that someone was resisting the other side, but the resistance power was getting weaker and weaker. Zhenye became more and more confident when he saw this.

The balance of victory has tilted towards him.

Five or six days later.

Really, I guess Xiongba's army should have run out of food and grass, and the previous two harassments were almost negligible. If it were not unexpectedly wrong, Xiongba's army was so hungry that it was unable to resist.

Zhenye began to lead his confidant troops to advance towards the core area of ​​Liaoyuan City.

Walking in the vast alley, Zhenye was in a happy mood when he looked at some of the corpses in the ruins. Almost all of these corpses were domineering people, and his own corpses had been dealt with long ago.

He dominated more than 10,000 people, and at least 4,000 people died in the long street battle. The remaining thousands should have run out of food and grass, and should have been hungry and dying. These heads and military achievements are their own.

The general Luo Zhendura is already old. As long as he survives this year's Ming Dynasty's southern invasion, he can replace Luo Zhendura and become the number one in the Angkor dynasty military.

How can you be unhappy if the future is so beautiful?

A lower-level general who was following Zhenye suddenly said nervously: "General, it's a bit strange. Look, some of these corpses are not wearing armor. They are not like the army of Xiongba, but more like the poor people in Liaoyuan City."

Zhenye sneered, "The army led by Xiongba was originally a mud-legged group to survive. There were even a large number of slaves inside. It was not uncommon for them to surrender. Moreover, they surrendered to the Ming Dynasty. The Ming Dynasty would not be stupid enough to equip each of them with armor. It would be nice to be able to return the weapons to them."

The lower-level general stopped talking, just secretly worried.

I always feel something is wrong.

After a while, Zhenye led the main force and arrived at the core area of ​​Liaoyuan City without any obstacles. Then the scene in front of him made him a little confused.

He did not see Xiongba.

He did not see the thousands of dying rebels. He only saw more than a thousand people staring at them with blood red eyes. Next to these more than a thousand people, there were a lot of corpses.

To be honest, it is a lot of bones.

There are only bones without flesh.

It was so shocked.

How is that possible?!

There have been only more than one thousand people who resisted these days?

In addition, there are only 3,000 people who die in street battles at most!

What about the others?

Zhenye couldn't figure it out, but the lower-level general who had reminded Zhenye had already understood the truth: from beginning to end, there were only two or three thousand people guarding this city, and the others were all poor people at the bottom of this city.

Rich people have already run away.

The remaining poor people have no food, so this explains the bones with bones without meat.

These people...

He was actually chewing on the robe!

What kind of people are this?

But such a group of people, facing an army of 20,000, actually lasted for almost ten days.

How terrifying.

After seeing Zhenye's army, the more than a thousand surviving people did not despair or shout, but rushed up with a resolute look on their faces. The lifeless and hatred gaze made Zhenye sweat all over.

He finally knew how rotten the dynasty behind him had cultivated such a group of hungry wolves and poor people in this dynasty were looking forward to the collapse of the dynasty building.

Really, I have some doubts. There are only such people, so where did Xiongba and his main force go?

It is impossible to leave Liaoyuan City.

Because Zhenye set up a military force to intercept around Liaoyuan City, no news came from those places.

Could it be that Xiongba has just disappeared from the world?

The fight is about to break out.

But at the moment when the fight broke out, a loud rumbling sound came from Zhenye's ears.

It is not the artillery of the Daming Shenji Camp.

But...

It seems that the mountain behind Liaoyuan City has collapsed?

Zhenye raised his head and looked at the mountain behind the city.

The soul flies outside the sky.

But I saw smoke and dust rising from the sky on the mountainside, and countless huge rocks rolling down the table, heading straight to Liaoyuan City with destruction - Zhenye finally knew where Xiongba was.

On the mountain!

The rolling huge rocks made Zhenye feel even more frightened than the Ming Dynasty's Shenji Camp.

But Zhenye was frightened to find that the more than a thousand people who were also shrouded in huge rocks, knew that they would die without any fear of fighting their army, as if they were going to take everyone to hell together.

I really want to run away.

But he just wanted to run, and he couldn't take any steps.

The rolling rocks were like torrents, flooding the small city with prairie fire.

The top of the mountain.

Xiongba stood with his knife, silently watching the huge rocks crushing the small city and rolling into the river, splashing waves like blood.
Chapter completed!