Indeed, the older, the wiser. Yun Ting was already at a disadvantage even before the battle started. They had only exchanged a few words.
Below the city tower, the originally closed city gate suddenly opened, and the drawbridge over the moat was lowered. The West-Hill soldiers who had been hiding in the city rushed out like a tide towards the Mohist army. These days, not only were the Mohist army soldiers sullen, but also the soldiers brought by Lei Tengfeng as reinforcements. Being insulted by the enemy without being able to charge down and kill them was the greatest humiliation as a soldier. Now that they could finally leave the city, these soldiers naturally rushed towards the Mohist army soldiers who had been showing off in front of them for the past few days.
The battle was on the verge of breaking out. For a moment, the sound of war drums and killing filled the sky outside the city.
On the city tower, Long Yang calmly looked at the killing below the city. Whether it was the Mohist army or the Xiling Army, their fighting power could be said to be quite good. Therefore, when the strong met, the killing was naturally very intense. Long Yang looked at the young white-robed general below the city with a faint smile. He raised his hand and waved the small red flag in his hand.
The West-Hill soldiers in gray armor quickly changed their formation under the guidance of the flag. Standing on the city tower, they could clearly see the entire battlefield. The black Mo Family Army camp was quickly surrounded and split apart by the grey tide of people, before being destroyed one by one. Yun Ting's reaction was not slow. He also ordered the formation as quickly as possible. However, he was still one step behind Long Yang. The Xiling Army's formation changed again. Like a gray dragon, it was wantonly killing the Mohist army.
Although the Mohist army was brave, the battlefield was not something that could be solved by a single soldier's bravery. When a Mohist army soldier faced three West-Hill soldiers at the same time, when a small team of Mohist army soldiers was surrounded by a large team of West-Hill soldiers. Yun Ting could only watch as the soldiers around him fell one by one in front of him.
He abruptly turned around and saw the white-clothed old man standing on the city wall. He was dressed in plain clothes and looked like an inconspicuous villager. However, the confidence and arrogance in the old man's eyes revealed that he was not an ordinary person. Yun Ting shouldn't have been able to see the other party's expression from such a distance. However, Yun Ting clearly felt that he was as insignificant as an ant in the other party's eyes.
"Yun Ting! What are you doing? Charge out! "Chen Yun kicked away the stunned Yun Ting. An arrow narrowly missed the spot where Yun Ting was originally standing. Chen Yun glared at him in annoyance. How dare you daydream on the battlefield? You must be tired of living!
Yun Ting came back to his senses. At that moment, he was so intimidated by Long Yang's aura that he forgot that he was on the battlefield. Yun Ting dodged the sword that came slashing at him. Cold sweat dripped down his forehead. This was the true power of the God of Slaughter of the Western Region!
The sound of the retreat was heard from behind. The Mohist army no longer lingered in the battle and broke through the Xiling Army's encirclement to kill their way out. However, the Mohist army retreated in a sorry state that they had never been in for many years. On the city wall, Long Yang also signaled for the retreat of the Mohist army after seeing them retreat. Lei Tengfeng frowned and said, "General, why don't we pursue them?"
Long Yang said calmly, "Today was just a test. It seems that the Mohist army has indeed split up. Just now, the Mohist army was about to be defeated, but no one came to help. Instead, they retreated. "
"Then …"
"Don't worry. We'll test them again tomorrow." Long Yang said in a low voice.
After losing the battle, Yun Ting and his men returned to the camp dejectedly and prepared to ask for forgiveness from the Prince's consort. However, Zhuo Jing, who was guarding outside the tent, told him that the Prince's consort had something to do. All the military affairs were temporarily handed over to Chen Yun and Yun Ting. Yun Ting was so frightened that he almost fell to the ground. Chen Yun, who was behind him, was also pale. It was not that they looked down on themselves, but with their experience, they were not even qualified to command an army. How could they command the entire Mohist army? The two of them looked at each other and broke out in cold sweat. Yun Ting looked at Zhuo Jing for help.
Zhuo Jing shrugged and patted Yun Ting's shoulder helplessly. "Since the Prince ordered you to do so, it means that he trusts your abilities. Don't worry. "
"But … but we just lost the battle …" Yun Ting said shamefully. He had thought that he would be punished by military law for not completing the task given by the Prince. But in the current situation, it would be better to be punished by military law.
Zhuo Jing smiled calmly. "You almost lost just now. You haven't lost yet, have you?" He gave the two of them a look that said, "I have faith in you." Zhuo Jing turned and went back to the battle. Yun Ting wanted to cry but had no tears. If you hadn't retreated just now, I might have died on the battlefield.
A hundred miles southwest of Bian City was a small county town. The entire county town was less than one-tenth the size of Bian City, but its location was on the official road between the city of the Emperor Of Xiling and Bian City. In other words, if the troops from the west wanted to reach Bian City as quickly as possible, they would have to pass through here. Three days ago, Zhang Qilan was ordered by Mo Xiuyao to lead seventy thousand troops to occupy this small town. Because Xiling's main defense was Bian City, such a small town's military strength was naturally weak. Zhang Qilan almost effortlessly took over this small town.
Then the seventy thousand troops were stationed in this small town, seemingly doing nothing. But Zhang Qilan knew that there was a group of more than a hundred thousand elite troops nearby. Even though the Mohist army had sent out their most elite troops, Qi Lin, they still couldn't find their specific location. But Zhang Qilan knew that they were hiding in the mountains about thirty miles away. It wasn't wise for the Mohist army to enter the mountains with their military strength, so Zhang Qilan waited here. If this group of troops wanted to approach Bian City, they would have to pass by him. He wasn't in a hurry.
Not far from the small town, on a small road that deviated from the official road, a group of Mohist army soldiers were chasing a group of people. There were only five people in this group. Four men were protecting a young girl in plain clothes as they fought and retreated. Although the four men were skilled, there were too many soldiers chasing them. Moreover, the Mohist army soldiers weren't ordinary people. The four of them were already covered in wounds, but they didn't forget to protect the young girl in the middle.
"Miss, hurry and leave! We'll block them! Go to the capital … go to the capital to find … "One of the men used force to push the young girl towards the narrow road in front of them. Unfortunately, before he could finish his words, he was stabbed in the abdomen and fell to the ground. The remaining three didn't have time to look at their companions. One of them pulled the young girl and ran forward, while the other two stayed behind to block the Mohist army soldiers chasing them.
The two of them ran wildly. Unfortunately, they didn't run far before the young girl fell to the ground, gasping for breath. "I can't walk anymore … you guys go …"
"No! Miss, hurry and leave! You must return to the capital. Don't forget … the general wants you to live well! "The guard said sternly, pulling the young girl towards the side of the road into the forest. Not long after, the footsteps of the soldiers chasing them could be heard. It was obvious that the two guards who stayed behind had died in battle.
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