As soon as the Mohist army left the city, they were quickly besieged by the Xiling Army. There were less than 100,000 soldiers and horses out of the city. Compared to the Xiling Army of more than 600,000, the difference was too big. Although the Mohist army was incomparably valiant, they did not have much chance of winning in such a sea of people tactic. However, under such circumstances, a group of people from the Xiling Army suddenly appeared in the chaos. These people were all dressed in yellow. Compared to the ordinary Xiling soldiers, they were more fierce and valiant. In a one-on-one situation, they were even more powerful than the Mohist army soldiers. They had just joined for a while, and many Mohist army soldiers had died tragically. Although it was not enough to shake the defense line built by the Mohist army soldiers with flesh and blood, the outcome was expected after a long time.
"It's the Gold-clad Guards." Leng Haoyu said in a deep voice. Like the Shadow Guard of the Prince Ding Mansion and the royal family of Da Chu State, Lei Zhenting's troops were called the Gold-clad Guards. Lei Zhenting had even taken out his private guards, which could be said to be his hidden trump card. Everyone could feel not only Lei Zhenting's determination to break through Feihong Pass, but also a hidden impatience.
"Qin Feng, how many people did Qi Lin bring?" Ye Li asked in a deep voice.
Qin Feng said, "Three teams stayed in Li City, two teams followed General Lü, one team followed General Zhang, and the remaining six teams were at Feihong Pass." Over the years, Qi Lin's members had about 3,000 people, divided into 12 teams. This time, understanding that it was not easy to guard Feihong Pass, Qin Feng transferred all the idle Qi Lin to Feihong Pass in case of emergency. Ye Li nodded and said, "Very good. Four teams stop the Gold-clad Guards, and the remaining two teams … kill them!"
"This subordinate obeys!" Qin Feng's expression was solemn as he bowed to Ye Li. Then, he turned around and went down the city gate tower to mobilize his men.
Amidst the chaos, a group of men in black appeared on the battlefield. Less than a thousand men and horses did not stand out among the Mohist army, which was also dressed in black. But when they rushed into the middle of the enemy, they made people feel their terrifying attack power. The Mo Family soldiers, who were originally in a precarious situation with the golden-robed guards, were separated. The golden-robed guards that the Mo Family soldiers had been struggling to fend off seemed to be unable to withstand a single blow from the Mo Family soldiers. Their martial arts might not be higher than the gold-robed guards, but their methods were clearly more effective than the gold-robed guards. They also knew how to cooperate better than the arrogant gold-robed guards. The originally invincible 5,000 gold-robed guards were quickly cut into countless small pieces and annihilated one by one in the face of over 1,000 Qi Lin. On the other hand, the other two pairs were charging towards the rear of the Xiling army with an unstoppable momentum. During this process, many people were left behind, and some even died. But the remaining people did not stop rushing forward.
Lei Zhenting and Lei Tengfeng sat on horseback and looked at Qi Lin who was fighting against the golden-robed guards in the distance. "This is Qi Lin?"
Lei Zhenting nodded with a serious expression. Even on the chaotic battlefield, he could see that under Qi Lin's sharp blades, the number of gold-robed guards that he had always been at ease with was decreasing at an alarming rate. "Release the arrows!" Such a terrifying army could not be allowed to exist. Lei Zhenting pointed with his horsewhip and said sternly.
"Black Cloud Cavalry, release the arrows!" On the city gate tower, Ye Li also gave the same order. For a moment, arrows rained down on the battlefield. Whether it was the Mohist army or the Xiling Army, there were countless casualties.
"Father, look over there!" Lei Tengfeng said angrily and pointed forward.
Lei Zhenting was stunned. Suddenly, a team of less than 500 people shot towards the heart of the Xiling Army like a black arrow. On the battlefield, hundreds of thousands of West-Hill soldiers were actually able to open a bloody path and rush towards them. Lei Tengfeng frowned and said, "They want to assassinate father? Quick, release the arrows! " But it would not be so easy. As soon as the first arrow was released, these people quickly scattered and merged into the Xiling Army. If they released the arrows, they would have to kill their own people as well. And with these people's skills, most of the people who would be killed would be their own people. But once the danger was over, these people gathered together again at the same speed, and even maintained the momentum of charging forward in the process. If one looked carefully, they would find that these people maintained the same formation regardless of whether they scattered or gathered together.
"Father, you should retreat first." Lei Tengfeng said worriedly. Lei Tengfeng would never make such a suggestion in normal times. But now that his father had not recovered from his serious injuries, he could not make a move at all. Once these people rushed to the front … the consequences would be unimaginable.
Lei Zhenting's eyes darkened. He looked down at his wound and sighed, "No need! They can't rush over! "
"Father!" Lei Tengfeng disagreed. Lei Zhenting waved his hand to signal him to stop talking. At the same time, he ordered the generals on his left and right, "Stop these people at all costs!"
"Yes!"
With a wave of the command flag, countless West-Hill soldiers gradually moved towards Jhennam Of Gojoseon. The two groups of Qi Lin were finally heavily surrounded. But even so, they did not panic or panic at all. It was as if they only had one goal in their eyes. They kept moving forward, forward …
"Princess, we can't kill Lei Zhenting. Let them retreat." On the city tower, Leng Haoyu looked at the countless dark yellow figures in the distance and said anxiously.
Ye Li closed her eyes and did not answer.
Beside her, Qin Feng whispered, "They can't retreat, and they won't retreat." Because these two groups of Qi Lin, which only had five to six hundred people, almost a third of the West-Hill soldiers on the battlefield had retreated. Jhennam Of Gojoseon was more important to the Xiling Army than Mo Xiuyao was to the Mohist army. But now Jhennam Of Gojoseon was too weak to withstand the slightest accident. They did not need to kill Lei Zhenting. As long as they acted like they wanted to kill Lei Zhenting at all costs, it was enough to make the Xiling Army nervous. However, these Qilins were destined to become the sacrificial lambs of this battle.
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