Chapter 1187: Bloody Battle in Hengshan (Seven) (1)

No one refuted the surrounding generals.

This is a fact they have to admit.

Compared with the Song army in front of us, these miscellaneous armies composed of soldiers from various departments are truly a mob.

Compared with the Song army, what they are not only inferior to the equipment and combat capabilities, but also the spirit of the soldiers.

It’s just that the feelings are touched, and these generals don’t want to learn from the spirit of Song Jun.

Not to mention the miscellaneous troops gathered by various prefectures, even the Dali Imperial Guards, were just drawn from each division. Are they really looking towards the Dali royal family and Duan Qilin?

If Duan Qilin hadn't had the situation of the imperial guards better than others, it would have been a genius who would have been willing to listen to his call.

These generals from various departments were willing to fight with Chi Fenggu and others. It would be impossible to make them die like the Song army.

Everyone knows this.

Chi Fenggu was just silent about this.

He also did not expect these miscellaneous troops to have the cohesion of the Song army, as long as they could win this battle, it would be enough.

"A few entourages, I'll take action."

Seeing Hong Wutian, Tie Liduan and others running rampant in the army, Chi Fenggu finally spoke to the gray-robed men behind him.

There were four men in gray robe, three of whom nodded, and their gray robes were inspiring, and their bodies suddenly rushed forward.

The invisible sword intent permeated from their bodies.

He is also a master of Zhenwu Realm.

By this calculation, the Zhenwu Realm masters in the Pojun Academy are really a terrifying number.

This force that has been passed down for thousands of years and has been in an endless life, has a foundation that can shock the world.

Three gray-robed swordsmen joined forces to kill Hong Wutian, who was killing the enemy on the south side of the barracks.

Among them are middle-stage masters in Zhenwu Realm.

They could see that Hong Wutian's strength was extremely good, and he was much stronger than Tie Liduan and others.

"Ha ha!"

Hong Wutian quickly sensed three auras. When he saw three gray-robed swordsmen killing him, he just laughed loudly.

At this moment, he was full of passion and no longer as calm as before.

But in Wang Ziqian's army, four gray-robed swordsmen were all present.

Three of them rushed towards Jian Shisi and Mrs. Xu on the west, and one of them headed towards the lone wolf on the north.

Soldiers are against soldiers, generals are against generals.

It was difficult for Hong Wutian and others to continue galloping in the army, and they were all entangled by gray-robed swordsmen. It seemed that these gray-robed swordsmen had no intention of fighting to death.

The pressure on the soldiers of the Song Dynasty increased again.

Fortunately, there is no sign of a shortage of ammunition at present, so I can barely stabilize my position.

Under the bombardment of hot air balloons in the sky, within this line of defense, the number of soldiers of the Song Dynasty killed a lot more than the previous two lines of defense.

Originally, there were more than 20,000 soldiers, but now there are only a few people left.

If an ordinary army faced such a battle situation, those who were slightly worse might have surrendered long ago, and those who were slightly better would have chosen to break through. However, the soldiers of the Song Dynasty never retreated.

Liu Hongyi looked up from time to time and looked up at the sky.

Dusk is coming soon.

This is their hope.

The Dali army cannot attack so endlessly. As long as they persist until dusk, at most, the Dali army will inevitably retreat.

Then, they will have a chance to breathe.

As for how to face it when the Dali army attacks again, this is not a question he can think about now.

Everyone is ready to stay as long as they can.

But occasionally, Liu Hongyi would look at the north sky with a slight anxiety.

He was looking forward to what appeared there.

Soon, drums sounded again in the Dali army.

Liu Hongyi felt a little nervous in his heart, "Here is here!"

This drum is supposed to be the generals in the Dali Army to boost morale. This means that the Dali Army will launch a final fierce attack.

He raised his spear with one arm and shouted loudly: "Soldiers, fight to the death without retreating!"

The sound spreads around.

A soldier heard his shouting and shouted with all his might: "Fight to death and never retreat! Fight to death and never retreat!"

These shouts infected the soldiers who were still fighting bloody outside the trenches.

They yelled loudly during the fight.

The roars were earth-shaking.

Although there is sadness, it is more passionate.

Dali soldiers rushed forward.

The Song army fought tenaciously and resolutely, and the combat effectiveness that burst out was even more than they expected.

After dusk arrived, the Dali army still failed to break through this third line of defense.

The fight was no longer as violent as before.

Chi Fenggu was unwilling to accept it.

He wanted to speak out several times to retreat, but he forced himself to hold it back. Of course, he wanted to take down the Song camp directly, so that he could appear as powerful as a rainbow.

But at this moment, on the west side, there was a sound of gold in Wang Ziqian's army.

He took the lead in issuing the order to retreat.

The four gray-robed swordsmen who fought with Jian Shisi and others heard the sound of gold and retreated to the back without hesitation.

Until now, they are injured.

Fighting among the chaotic army, they were dispersed from time to time, and they didn't know how many rounds they had fought with Jian Shisi and others.

The Dali soldiers who could not capture the trenches for a long time were afraid that they were complaining in their hearts and retreated like a tide.

Although victory is in sight at this moment, they really don't want to continue to kill.

War is a torture for the body and mind.

In fact, it was more than a while ago that soldiers had already pretended to be dead and lying on the ground to rest.

Most of these tribe soldiers served in the army just to have a good meal. Among them, there were many veterans, and not everyone was stupid and rushed forward without any chance of hearing the drums.

"snort!"

To the south, Chi Fenggu, who heard the sound of gold on the west side, snorted coldly, and said two words in an extremely low voice, "Waste!"

Although he himself planned to yell the gold several times, now that Wang Ziqian was the first to yell the gold, he still naturally contempts Wang Ziqian.

If we continue to fight, we might be able to completely break through the Song army's line of defense?

But the contempt is the contempt, Wang Ziqian retreated, Chi Fenggu also understood that it would be more difficult for him to break the formation, so he finally ordered: "Ming Jin to withdraw his troops!"

The sound of gold sounds.

The Dali army on the east and south sides also retreated like a tide.

The gunshots gradually faded.

But there was no cheer in the camp.

The soldiers fighting outside the trenches of Song Dynasty just walked back into the trenches in a silence.

The fierce attack of the Dali army was also beyond their expectations. If this continues, tomorrow, no, or even tonight, I don’t know if I can still defend it.

No one dared to conclude that the Dali army would not attack the camp at night.

Liu Hongyi and others walked out of the trenches and looked at the bodies everywhere, but were silent.

The Dali army slowly retreated down the mountain.
Chapter completed!