While Nangongyan was running at high speed, her heart suddenly felt inexplicable colic, as if some sharp weapon had plunged into her heart.
And then, tears came out of my eyes involuntarily, and were swept behind by the oncoming wind.
Numerous sad emotions also flooded into my heart like a tide, as if I had lost the most important thing in my life.
Although she didn’t want to think about it, Nangong Yan knew in her heart that her father had already gone to another world at this time.
However, she did not stop because of this. Instead, she suppressed the sadness in her heart, turned the sadness into strength, and continued to run wildly in the direction of the royal city.
Because she had to complete the task her father gave her on his deathbed. You must bring Lin Yun to return to the royal city safely, and convey the information from the front line back to the royal city.
This is not only related to the lives of her and Lin Yun, but also to the stability of the entire Southern Xia River and mountains, and to the safety of thousands of people in Southern Xia. So no matter what happens now, she can’t stop.
Although Nangongyan suppressed the grief in her heart, the memories accumulated in her mind still emerged like a fountain. Let her involuntarily recall the past, bit by bit spent with her father.
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The battle has been going on for an hour.
Inside and outside the fortress, there are corpses everywhere, blood flowing into rivers, and there are countless casualties on both sides.
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Under the frenzied slaughter of Nangong’s martyrdom, the rebels were finally annihilated, and Nanxia’s martyrdom was also seriously injured.
Although the pass was guarded, after the civil strife, the soldiers of Nanxia have been severely damaged.
The Beiyan army outside the city also suffered heavy casualties, and its morale continued to decline.
“Hold on for me, the army of Beiyan will die soon!” Nangong died in blood and was wounded in dozens of places, but he still wielded a great sword full of gaps and stood on the city wall shouting loudly. As if the body was not his own.
Under the call of Nangong to die for the country, the soldiers of Nanxia rose up to resist and persisted tenaciously for another quarter of an hour.
Finally, Beiyan’s retreat horn sounded.
This vast army, leaving hundreds of thousands of corpses, retreated like a tide.
The soldiers of Nanxia who fought **** battle for an hour raised their weapons high and shouted excitedly.
“Beijing has retreated, and we have won!”
“We are victorious, long live Nanxia! Long live Nanxia!”
When the horn of retreat sounded, the Beiyan army was busy retreating, and immediately turned into a pot of porridge.
“Open the door!” Nangong swung the sword in his hand, and the iron gate half a meter behind the gate of the fortress slowly opened outwards.
A large number of iron cavalry troops rushed out of the pass and quickly separated into two teams, rushing on the grasslands like lightning, and charging towards the retreating Beiyan army.
This is a cavalry unit arranged in advance by Nangong’s martyrdom. The number of the two cavalry units is not large, only 20,000 each way.
But the use of troops is never too much, the key is to use the right time.
Nangong died for the country, and he knew for a long time that the Beiyan army would be defeated, so he wanted to maximize the results of the battle.
Once the Beiyan army retreats, the army of hundreds of thousands will inevitably be in chaos. At this time, the Nanxia Iron Cavalry rushed out again, harvesting at least tens of thousands of heads and giving Beiyan a head-on blow.
The two iron cavalry troops quickly caught up with the retreating Beiyan army, like two sharp knives inserted into the chaos of the army, like a life harvester, frantically harvesting life all the way, leaving only a piece of flesh and blood. Fuzzy corpse.
The morale of the Beiyan army had dropped to freezing point, and the soldiers were all rushing to escape, trying to avoid the rain of arrows that fell from the city tower. It was impossible to form a resistance, and it almost turned into a one-sided massacre.
In just a few minutes, tens of thousands of Beiyan soldiers were harvested by these two cavalry units.
The failure of the Beiyan army to siege the city was a major setback. If they could eliminate tens of thousands of horses during their retreat, it would be like rubbing salt on their wounds, making them unable to think of a second siege.
In this way, the battle is completely over, and the Beiyan army can only flee back in despair.
Just when all Nanxia soldiers thought they had seen the dawn of victory, an unexpected change suddenly occurred.
A dull and thick sound of war drums came from the center of the battlefield without warning. The momentum was earth-shattering, and even the earth was trembling, and the high-pitched fighting intent contained in it was completely inconsistent with the form of the Beiyan army’s retreat.
“No, it’s cheating! Hurry back!” Nangong’s face changed drastically. He wanted to Ming Jin to withdraw his troops, but it was too late.
In just over ten seconds, the battlefield ahead has undergone amazing changes. Those messy Beiyan pennants suddenly all sank.
In the center of the Northern Yan army, a large black flag was suddenly erected. Like a very dangerous reef emerging from the tumbling ocean.
Nangong’s face turned pale at the moment of his death for the country. He didn’t expect the Beiyan army to keep their hands under such circumstances.
In the mighty offensive just now, they didn’t even use their full strength, and they even pretended to retreat on purpose.
“Marshal of the Warring States! Marshal of the Warring States!”
The Beiyan army shouted in unison, and the faces of each Beiyan soldier were full of fanaticism and admiration, as if they were surrounded by their leaders.
Like a turbulent undercurrent surging, the messy defeated soldiers separated to both sides, and a different army emerged from the messy army.
From the beginning of this battle to the present, this unit has not moved in place, and has been hidden in the center of the Northern Yan army.
The total number of this troop is only 100,000. All of them are uniformly wearing bronze armor, uniformly holding fine-iron battle guns, uniformly carrying solid-iron square shields, and uniformly riding swift leopards.
The leader of them is the most eye-catching. He wears dark gold scale armor, holds a thunder light halberd, and his face is covered with hideous scars.
He has a meteor dart totem branded on his forehead, with the number “11” engraved below the totem. A pair of golden eyes exudes a terrifying murderous aura, like the most bloodthirsty and brutal beast.
The most horrifying thing is that his crotch is golden all over, like a mount made of gold, and it turns out to be a golden bull!
The Golden Bull is a middle-level fourth-level monster, and its strength is comparable to that of a human fourth-level martial king. Being able to domesticate such monsters into mounts is enough to imagine how terrifying the general’s strength is.
“Marshal of the Warring States!”
“Marshal of the Warring States!”
“Marshal of the Warring States…”
The soldiers of Beiyan shouted even more frantically. This title seemed to be the name of the **** of death, which made all the soldiers in Nanxia feel strongly uneasy.
Marshal of the Warring States Period, the highest rank in the Beiyan army, equivalent to the Marshal of Zhenguojun in Nanxia.
Beijing’s last Warring States Marshal was Xue Rengui’s uncle Xue Zhiqian. At the peak of the fifth-level Martial King, he is the number one expert in Beiyan.
However, he still lost to the king of Zhen, and was killed by the army of Zhen in a great battle. Since then, Beiyan has no Marshal of the Warring States.
Because of the fall of the Marshal of the Warring States Period, Beiyan never dared to rashly invade Nanxia.
To this day, Beiyan’s new Warring States Marshal appeared on the battlefield without warning, which caught all the soldiers in Nanxia by surprise.