Nirvana In Fire

Perhaps ironically, when the bloody breath approaches, the weather is unusually bright, with new green tooth gaps, a little golden sunshine jumping lightly, bringing a sense of relaxation and warmth.

Meng Xi's sword stood at the forefront of the forbidden line of defense, immobilized as a mountain. Born on the battlefield, he knew that when a dozen times more enemies than his own darkness pressed a swarm, that sense of oppression was astonishing. Once soldiers could not bear to create frightening emotions, a thousand miles of collapse would occur at any moment, so he had to take the lead, arouse blood courage, and not lose contact at the beginning.

Due to the mountainous forests, narrow and curved roads, the forbidden army is well equipped, the armored shield is strong, the Calendar Army cannot open its way with either cavalry or arrow crossbows, so it is the infantry with long guns, the tip of the gun Snowbright Sen, such as a piece of forest, that rushes straight up in the shouting of the sky. We're getting close, and we can hear officers yelling, “Go! One head for three taels of gold! ”

Only 3,000, 9,000 taels of gold on the mountain want to remove this barrier, Yu Wang is very good at trading. But this is not the case for the soldiers. Many people have only used copper money in their lives and have not even taken the silver. With this reward, they can buy two acres of thin fields when they send it home. As for whether they are rebelling against the rebellion now, no one will think much. Anyway, they have given orders on the summit, and there is a reward in front of them. Is there any reason not to rush to death?

In the face of tremendous waves of aggression, the Prohibition Army is as calm as a reef by the sea. The front row was a thick solid shield, covering the strong crossbowmen in the second row. The rebels had just rushed into the range, and the sound of the feathers and arrows rang. It was not dense, but it was extremely precise. In an instant, a piece was poured, and the rear was pouring forward, and people kept turning over, causing the aggressors to pinch each other to suddenly fold a few points.

“Go! Come on, come on!” A participant dressed as a general hissed and shouted, but the commander was right. As long as he was not afraid to die, he could fight the battle through the range of arrows and take advantage of his strength, but after shouting this sentence, he had no chance of commanding anymore, because a shadow of blue grey was then plundered, such as the spreading of wings, rushed down, and stepped over the head of a heavy rebel force, just a simple and piecemeal action, the head had flown up, blood had gushed out, while the shadow of blue grey had jumped back to its original place, the sword had served as a chest, and stood up arrogantly.

The momentum of Daliang's first master instantly settled the whole field. In the banned army's thunderous noise, the Calendar Army's feet were a little loose, unable to push forward.

However, in only a moment's time, the new commander was in place, and this time he stood relatively far behind, trying to drive soldiers in the rear and constantly increasing rewards. At the same time, the heavily armored men of all iron armor were replaced in order to cope with the rain of arrows. After all, this technique was effective. After all, there were few archers who could hit the crack of iron armor. Almost no one fell in the first half, and only a small portion of them fell in the second half, but most of them rushed to the front of the shield. At this time, the shield holder suddenly harbored the shield back, the side of the crossbowman, a row of swordsmen appeared, these are excellent martial arts and craftsmanship, lightweight armor, thin sword like ice, against heavy iron nail soldiers like chopping melon vegetables, specializing in attacking people's uncovered joints, occasionally encountered counterattacks are slowly half beaten, can easily avoid.

Ironclad soldiers in the slaughtered state are followed by lighter infantry, which was originally used as the main force behind the attack after preparing the sprinkler arrows. Although the bloody killings ahead were daunting, the arrow arrows had, after all, been harvested and they began to rush forward. At this moment, the sound of the bow strings of the Reaper sounded again. It turns out that Meng sincerely laid crossbowmen hidden in the surrounding trees. After this round of sudden fire, the death and injury of the Celebration Army was more severe than the wave just now.

As the rebels began to panic and retreat, another shouted, "Don't be afraid! They don't carry many arrows! ”

Meng Si frowned and looked around. After the shouting, the person retracted into the crowd. There was a cover of the dense forest, and he was nowhere to be found. At that time, in addition to retreating, the Ironclad soldiers had largely been resolved, and the Prohibited Army had retreated by several lengths and rearranged its arrows.

Such a chainsaw battle lasted for two hours, and the commander of the Calendar Army finally decided to stop the attack, waiting for the night to drop temporarily, and the arrow arrow array could not function. The Prohibited Army also took the opportunity to rest and eat for a short time, and both sides were deadlocked.

When the sight is blocked by the black wings, the sound of the killing resumes. It is true that the line of defense of the banned army is not as strong as it was during the day, and the war and retreat. Celebrating the great earthquake of the army, it can almost be said that the victory was overwhelming. In the end, the rest of the people were almost on the run, except for Ming and several powerful generals who were still struggling to kill behind them. For the rebels, what they chased was walking gold. How could they let it go? They bit the shadows tightly behind them, looked across the ridge, chased the people in front of them suddenly beneath their feet, and before they had reacted, they had fallen into the depths. After that, they rushed to stop, and were washed further back. One by one, they rolled down, screaming and screaming. When it finally stabilized, I saw the dark spot in front of me. I just lit the fire torch to look at it, but the light only came up, and I became a live target of the arrows ambushed in the vicinity. I had to go back a whole arrow and stop.

At dawn, the commander of the Calendar Army could not help but knot, only to see that the deep, though not narrow, but definitely not wide. The average fine man could jump over with a little help, and the real mountain path here had a sharp bend, but the road was piled with branches of weed, and no one found the road turned this way in the dark night.

So the daytime battle began to repeat itself. This time, 30,000 people were redeployed from the Celebration Army, which had an overwhelming advantage and could be put into battle in batches, while the Prohibition Army had to fight continuously in fatigue, sometimes without time to drink or eat water. Even if it were stronger, it would have to retreat over time, relying solely on pre-arranged traps and variable tactics to sustain its resistance.

Early in the morning of the third day, the Banned Army had almost withdrawn from the edge of the dense forest. However, at this point, they were exhausted and suddenly launched a counter-attack. The Calendar Army was in shock, hurriedly retreating its strength, temporarily retreating. Who knew this side had just retreated, retreating at extremely rapid speed. Soon it was cleaned out of the dense forest, and a broken team of crossbowmen fired rockets, igniting fire that had already been arranged in various parts of the forest. Mountain winds raged, and soon a fire line was set on fire, gradually spreading rapidly.

Outside the forest is a mountain stream, about five feet wide, abundant water, a natural firewall, not afraid to be led to a higher hunting palace.

Mae Changsu stood on a high platform outside the hunting palace, staring at the rolling smoke rising in the direction of the dense forest and the growing fire, but his face was calm and waveless, without a slight expression.

“Mr. Su,” warring England rushed in with a full face of grey, “the Prohibition Army now has a total of 1,300 troops, plus the guards of the provinces, can gather 2,000 people. The president advised all of them to step back into the hunting palace and asked me to ask him what he meant. ”

Mae Changsu nodded, “You're right. The hunting house is surrounded by open grass slopes, unsafe and unprotected. Direct defection from the hunting house is the best option. ”

“Yes.” Lieutenant Ying answered, stretching his neck and looking at the distant fire, laughing. "Although it's spring, you can see the fire, as long as it doesn't rain, it can burn for two nights a day. Unfortunately, this is a royal garden, the vegetables come to clean up, there is nothing left to accumulate leaves, the whole forest can't be lit up, just enough to burn down the walking places. But even if the rebels retreated quickly, they didn't burn black charcoal, and the road was gone. To the south of the north is a steep slope, rolling the two trees can smash one piece, the east is connected to the main mountain, they can only wait for the fire to be smaller or climb around from this side, it is estimated that when climbing to the creek, it will have to be tomorrow night. ”

“I'm afraid His Highness won't be back tomorrow...” Mae Chang Su faintly said, "The Prohibition Army is already too tired, and the Calendar Army has at least 10,000 troops left. It's impossible to continue the war in the forest. Stop this evening. Everyone, except the outpost, hurry and rest. ”

“The president is already arranging a break,” said Lieutenant Ying, suddenly remembering something. "By the way, when I came here, I saw Princess Jing's maid carrying a refilled medicine soup, saying it was a gas refill, and sent it to Mr. 's room. ”

Mae Changsu softly mumbled, wrapped his cape tight, and turned away from the tall stage. By then, virtually everyone had moved into the hunting house, which was very crowded, but in this case, no one had the leisure to complain about the harsh conditions and everyone's face was tight and yellow.

Jing Fei showed her calm and orderliness at this time. To date, there has been no confusion in the hunting house, relying solely on her arrangement and mediation. When the princes and princes were summoned to the emperor's bedroom to accompany them, they came to free up space for other parishes and accompanying Wenshens, and when they spoke to Emperor Liang, they also had some benefits for the emotional stability of the old emperor. In the absence of King Jing, everyone else in King Jing's Palace was in the squad. After inviting Zheng Fei and Liang Di, he also summoned Mae Chang Su in. He was accompanied by Buddha's teeth, and the flying stream had been sent to Meng Min's place.

After a quiet, almost suffocating day and night, the rebel figure reappeared in the sight of the Hunting Palace Guards on the evening of the fourth day. The fierce battle was even different from the previous days because it was too close and the big men close to the palace could almost smell the blood. Under waves of rebel assault, the banned forces, exhausted by arrows, tightened their front and began guarding one door at a time, one step at a time. Since this is the most elite part of the elite team trained by the first master of the Great Leung, and because of the blood and courage of the Battle of Backwater, the rebels fought late into only the outermost echelon.

“Hasn't Emperor's reinforcements arrived yet?” Listening to the shouting outside, Liang Di muttered in his bedroom, not knowing if he was talking to himself or to himself.

In fact, at this time he had understood that, although he had been sent to the emperor to relocate as one of his most trusted personal guards, and despite a reply from the pigeon who had received the guard that he had made his way out of the perimeter, the expected reinforcements would not come from the west.

“Your Majesty, rest assured that Jingxiao will be back in time.” The Princess Jing softly comforted herself and held the old emperor's trembling hand.

For fear of becoming a target, only a few dim lights were lit indoors, and the dim light grew more earthy in the palace. Huai Wang, the most cowardly of all, couldn't help but curl up and shook: “If they attacked us, would they dare to do it to us? ”

“Shut up!” Liang Di drank furiously and tried to maintain his imperial style without showing fright in front of others. "How could these rebels attack? I trust you too, and I trust you too! ”

With this outrage, the silence inside made the shouting from the outside even more harsh and bloody.

Buddha's teeth suddenly raised their heads, “Ow -” a long whistle, frightened the already nervous people in the palace.

“What kind of animal is this? How did you get in here?” Liang Di shouted furiously.

Mae Chang Su gently caressed the back of Buddha's teeth to soothe the wildness it was inspired by blood, while Jing Fei smiled: “Your Majesty is at ease. This is Jingxiao's war wolf. Although he is not here, leaving this wolf behind will be regarded as his escort. ”

“Oh?” Leung immediately rejoiced, “This wolf can kill the enemy? ”

“Yes, with it in front of His Majesty, who can approach His Majesty?” The silent smile relieved the tension in the palace in due course. Buddha's teeth gradually returned to calm under the touch of Mei Changsu, only two ears, still standing vigilantly upright.

Yet the night has become more and more uneven. Although the pace of withdrawal of the Prohibition Army is slow, after all, it is a step by step, which everyone in the palace feels.

“Hasn't the reinforcements arrived yet?” This time Ji Wang couldn't help but say, “The Hunting Palace is the last line of defense! ”

“Of course not,” Mae Chang-su's calm, icy voice sounded at this time, "breaking through the palace door, this palace door, breaking through the palace door and our own bodies. As long as there is a breath left, it is not a failure. ”

His statement made King Ji cold, and Liang Emperor's gaze couldn't help but jump quickly.

Mae Chang-su turned around and faced the monarch sitting in the middle: “Your Majesty also has a sword beside him, doesn't he? ”

Leung Dynasty was provoked by his deep gaze in the young wind and clouds. His fingers tightened and he grabbed the sword beside the throne, but after staring at it for a long time, he failed to pull it out of his sheath. Jing Fei slowly rose, reaching out, sword feng had flashed over his eyebrows, a chilly reflection of autumn water.

“I ask His Majesty to grant this sword to his concubine, who wishes to be his last line of defence. ”

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