It was a massacre.
No, a massacre was not as cruel and fast as this.
The most ferocious offensive of the Wind City army was mostly wiped out in just one round. The pitiful soldiers were still riding on their horses, their faces still filled with a crazy desire to fight. They only felt a pain in their chest, or a sudden sharp pain in a certain part of their body. Then, their bodies fell forward and they fell head first to the ground. They were trampled by the horses behind them, who still didn't understand what had happened, and turned into a bloody mess of flesh and blood …
It was a natural disaster.
A curse of the Gods on the Wind City army.
The pitch-black miniature castles were like the tombs of the Grim Reaper. Countless long spears and short arrows were constantly being shot out from them.
Before the Wind City army could rush close, they had already been pierced through by the spears and arrows or had their heads blown off.
Swoosh swoosh swoosh — —
There were black dots all over the sky.
Cha cha cha — —
A man's body was pierced by a spear, and then pulled down from the saddle by the powerful penetrating force, and continued to move forward, piercing the chest of a second person, and then the chest of a third person — —
"Retreat."
"Retreat."
"Run, you bastards — —"
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Lu Tiesheng, high in the air, watched helplessly as the 30,000 troops under his command were shot to death, like a sickle cutting chives. They did not even have the qualification to fight the enemy head-on. His face was ferocious, his pupils swollen, and he roared again and again.
"Run, come back, come back — — that's Lu Ban's war chariot, that's Lu Ban's war chariot, you bastards — —"
However, his roars and shouts were of no avail.
Under his earlier instigation and command, the Wind City army, like they had taken an aphrodisiac, slapped their horses and brandished their swords as they charged toward the border of the Dark Flame Empire.
The 30,000 troops were like an unstoppable flood. It was difficult to turn back.
Even if the soldiers in the battle formation heard General Lu Tiesheng's shout, it was impossible for them to make any effective response. The only thing they could do was to be wrapped up by this torrent and then be shot into hedgehogs by the arrows that covered the sky and covered the earth …
This was an ambush, an ambush that the Little Princess of the Peacock Imperial Court, Ying Qiandu, had set up a long time ago.
She deliberately led the 5,000 Ghost dancers to the gate of Wind City to show off, ostensibly to persuade Lu Wuyong to surrender, but in the eyes of the people of Wind City, it was to attract the attention of the enemy and buy time for Li Muyang to save his family.
Lu Wuyong also beat him at his own game. You want to recruit me, I will pretend to agree and consider it. You want to create chaos and buy time for Li Muyang, so I will cooperate with you to put on this big show. Then when the other three armies arrive, we will attack from all sides, capture the Peacock Princess and annihilate the Ghost Warrior Corps.
If Wind City really wiped out the Ghost dancer corps, and with the Little Princess of the Peacock Imperial Court as a hostage, the crisis of the Lu clan would be resolved, and they could even negotiate with the Song family and the new Emperor to obtain greater benefits than before.
Ying Qiandu and Lu Wuyong were acting.
But no one expected that the little princess's ambition was far greater than that.
What she wanted was not only to attract the attention of the people of Wind City for Li Muyang, but also to buy precious time for his rescue. What she wanted was the army of Wind City, she wanted the lives of the people of White Emperor City, Sky Sea City and Wolf Pass — —
This was not a battle of people, but a battle of countries.
If she could annihilate the nearly 80,000 troops of the three armies for her Peacock Imperial Court, how great a military achievement would it be? How great a glory would it be?
The current Peacock Imperial Court only had one daughter, Ying Qiandu, who had shown such a powerful scheming. With this meritorious service, coupled with the support of the Peacock King, who loved his daughter as much as his own life, it was only a matter of time before she took over the throne, right?
Who was Lu Wuyong?
He was the Lord of Wind City, a traitor of the Lu clan. He was an ambitious and ruthless person who had successfully stabbed Lu Xingkong in the back, but had fallen headlong into the trap and fire pit that the little princess had dug for him.
However, what Lu Tiesheng could not understand was why there was a Lu Ban war chariot in the Dark flame imperial court?
More importantly, why would the Dark flame imperial court be willing to use their borders to slaughter the soldiers of West Wind?
Now was not the time to ponder over these questions. Lu Tiesheng swung his saber wildly, sending the ghost-faced giant flying several tens of feet away. He then called for help from his allies and shouted, "City Lord Tang, City Lord Bai, please lead the army and charge forward with us. As long as we get near the Lu Ban war chariot, we can trample it into sawdust. Capture the Princess, annihilate the Ghost Dancer, and establish a career, now is the time. "
Tang Lang swung his blade to deflect a round of arrows, looked at the dense black spots in the sky, and shouted: "General Lu, the war chariot is fierce, my army has suffered heavy losses, and urgently needs to retreat and recuperate. In time, I will definitely avenge the Wind City brothers. "
"General Tang, you — —"
"General Lu, you also saw it. It's not that Old Tang doesn't want to help you, but even if we join up with the Wind City brothers, it will only be a dead end. Why don't you let the Tianhai brothers stay alive, and one day ride on the black flames to annihilate the Ghost Dancer, and not let the Wind City brothers die in vain. "
After he finished, regardless of Lu Tiesheng's expression and reaction, he shouted: "Sky Sea City listen to my order, immediately withdraw to the West Wind border, immediately withdraw to the West Wind border — —"
They had just followed the Wind City troops into the territory of the Dark flame imperial court, and no matter what means the Dark flame imperial court used to slaughter them, they were in the wrong first. Obviously, this was also the situation that the insidious and cunning Peacock Princess had set up in advance.
Therefore, only when they returned to their own borders would they be in the right. At that time, if the Dark flame imperial court massacred them again, it would be a war between countries.
Many times, war was such a simple and absurd thing.
"City Lord Bai — —" Lu Tiesheng watched helplessly as his Wind City brothers were still charging forward, and then were shot down by the arrows shot out from the pitch-black little castle, and lost their lives one by one. It was a tragedy, and he was burning with anxiety.
At this time, there was a feeling of despair in his heart.
The charge of tens of thousands of troops was not something that he could reverse by himself. He placed his last hope on the City Lord of White Emperor City, Bai Xiu. As long as he was willing to attack from the side, break through the barrier of the Ghost dancer corps and the Lu Ban war chariots that were constantly shooting out sharp weapons to reap the lives of the Wind City brothers like the God of Death, then they would have a chance of victory. "City Lord Bai — — victory or defeat is in the hands of Lord Bai. I ask City Lord Bai to save the lives of the Wind City brothers. "
Bai Xiu's eyes turned cold, a murderous look on his handsome face.
He looked at the City Lord of Sky Sea City Tang Lang, asking: "City Lord Tang, what do you decide?"
"It's more important to save our lives." Tang Lang said in a low voice. "I, Tang Lang, am not afraid of death, but my tens of thousands of men have parents and need to be supported. I can't sacrifice my life in vain. "
"In that case — —" The Mother-Child Heart Linking Bell in Bai Xiu's hand suddenly smashed toward Tang Lang's head.
Kacha — —
The defenseless Tang Lang's head was smashed to pieces, and the horse under him was startled, galloping away with the headless body.
Bai Xiu swept his eyes across the battlefield, roaring: "The City Lord of Sky Sea City Tang Lang fled in the face of battle, he should be executed. Soldiers of White Emperor City, listen to my order, kill the traitor of Sky Sea City. "
With that, he took the lead and charged toward the soldiers of Sky Sea City who had just fled back to their own borders.
Lu Tiesheng was dumbfounded, pointing to Bai Xiu, "Bai Xiu, you — — what do you want to do? What do you want to kill your own brothers? "
Kacha — —
The Ghost dancer once again charged over, slashing at Lu Tiesheng's head.
Lu Tiesheng brandished his blade to block, but was distracted by the situation around him, and his combat strength was greatly reduced. He was struck back by the Ghost dancer's blade, his body smashing straight into the wilderness.
Kacha — —
Snowflakes splattered everywhere.
A huge crater appeared on the ground.
The massacre continued.
The soldiers of Wind City finally reacted. They no longer charged forward, but fled to the left and right.
However, how would the Ghost dancer corps that had been waiting on the left and right sides give them a chance to live?
They had just escaped the shooting range of the Lu Ban war chariots, when the soldiers of the Ghost dancer corps slashed them into minced meat.
The City Lord of Sky Sea City Tang Lang was killed in a sneak attack. Sky Sea City was like a group of dragons without a leader, and the morale of the army was dispirited. Moreover, the Lord of White Emperor City Bai Xiu had pinned the label of 'fleeing in the face of battle' on their heads, leaving them without the slightest combat strength. They only wanted to escape, only wanted to escape from this purgatory of death.
Unfortunately, the tens of thousands of troops led by Bai Xiu would not give them the chance to return to West Wind alive.
Another massacre was going on.
The wind was howling, and snow was swirling.
Mixed with the whistling of the rain of arrows, the sorrowful cries of the wounded, and the roars of the soldiers, it formed a cruel picture that even the god of death could not help but close his eyes.
Kill!
Kill!
Kill!
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At some point, the sorrowful cries had stopped, and the roars had disappeared. Even the Lu Ban war chariots that were constantly firing arrows were silent, turning into a deathly silent grave.
At the border of the territory of the Dark flame imperial court, there were endless corpses, crisscrossing and almost covering tens of kilometers of plains.
Warm blood was flowing, melting the hardest layer of ice in the Northern territory, turning into a gurgling stream of water that spread towards the plains and valleys in the distance.
Corpses covered the mountains and fields, and blood washed the plains.
Clang — —
Inside a Lu Ban war chariot, for some reason, a sharp arrow flew out.
It was a lonely feather arrow, without a partner, without a target, flying towards the sky alone.
Like the tens of thousands of souls that had just died in the wilderness.
A general's success was built on the bones of tens of thousands!
In this battle, the Peacock Imperial Court's Princess Ying Qiandu had annihilated the 20,000 troops of Sky Sea City and the 30,000 troops of Wind City.
The first cry of the young Peacock shocked the entire Divine continent.
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