The night was dark, and the full moon hung high in the sky.
The moon, which was close to the fifteenth, looked like a disc. The cold radiance sprinkled down, making the moonlight hazy.
Under such circumstances, it was suitable for traveling.
Mordor had mobilized all the soldiers and horses. The eight hundred cavalrymen gathered, all of them in high fighting spirit.
All of them were Mordor's direct subordinates.
"Let's go!"
Mordor ordered.
The army under his command quickly set off.
Mordor led the army and set off. They quickly rushed to the location of Yellow Wind Ridge. This time, the eight hundred men under Mordor's command rushed through the night. All the war horses were wrapped up in their hooves, and all the soldiers were forbidden to make a sound.
This was the only way not to alarm the enemy's army.
The army rushed silently and soon left the county town of Fushan County.
The group headed straight for Yellow Wind Ridge.
Yellow Wind Ridge was only about ten miles away from the county town of Fushan County. Under such circumstances, it did not take long for Mordor to arrive at the granary of Yellow Wind Ridge with his men.
A fence was built around the granary to ensure that it would not be attacked.
However, Mordor did not take the usual route when he arrived. He did not attack directly. Instead, he had the soldiers take out the hay they had brought and pile it up outside the fence. Then, he lit fires everywhere.
He even lit the hay and threw it into the camp, causing the ground to be filled with fire.
For a moment, there were fires burning everywhere outside the granary.
"Quick, quick, light the fires. Light the fires for me."
Mordor urged his horse back and forth, constantly shouting orders.
This situation did not completely ignite the granary, but it increased the risk of the granary.
At the very least, it could threaten the granary.
While the fires were burning in the camp, the general guarding the camp had already come out.
The general's name was Song Mo.
He was a valiant general under Nicholas Tu. He led a thousand soldiers to guard Yellow Wind Ridge. Dressed in armor, Song Mo stood in the camp and saw the fires burning everywhere. He then looked outside the camp and sized up the situation.
He found that there were only a few hundred people outside the camp.
These people were scattered around the camp, constantly setting fires.
"General, what should we do? Should we kill our way out, or should we stay in the camp and guard it? "
A lieutenant came to Song Mo's side and asked loudly.
Song Mo Buzeng immediately replied.
He carefully stared at the fighting teams outside, evaluating the results of this battle in his heart. What he was considering was whether he would be able to win this battle once he went out to fight.
Song Mo didn't hesitate for long. In the blink of an eye, he ordered, "Pass down the order. Gather all of our forces. Our one thousand men will go out and attack them directly. "
"Yes!"
The lieutenant received the order and immediately went to pass it down.
Following the order, all the troops stationed in the camp were mobilized in a short period of time.
Everyone was in formation.
The army under Song Mo's command was also elite, and they also obeyed orders.
"Kill!"
Song Mo unsheathed his saber and shouted the order.
Following Song Mo's order, he took the lead and led the soldiers to charge out.
The one thousand men under his command hurried on their way.
The entire army charged out.
"Kill them, my sons. Today is the day to make a name for ourselves. Kill these people who attacked the granary, and we will have made a great contribution, and we will be rewarded. "
"Follow me and kill!"
Song Mo continued to shout.
The soldiers under his command were also in high fighting spirit. One by one, they rushed out quickly.
When they encountered the enemy, they didn't dodge at all. They directly faced them head-on.
When Song Mo rushed forward quickly, Mordor noticed the Songyang County soldiers rushing out. He grinned. He was worried about how to kill his way in. Now that the enemy had come out of the military camp's granary, it was extremely appropriate.
"Kill!"
Mordor held the drum and urn hammer. The iron hammer pointed forward and gave the order to attack.
The cavalry under his command quickly mobilized and began to counterattack.
The two sides moved towards each other. In the blink of an eye, they had already met.
Mordor had always liked group battles. He held the drum and urn hammer and charged back and forth in the crowd ferociously. Therefore, Mordor couldn't have asked for more when Song Mo led the army to attack.
Mordor's men were like fish in water among the enemy. With a sweep of the drum and urn hammer, a group of people fell one after another. One by one, they were intimidated by Mordor's iron hammer.
One had to know that if one was hit by this iron hammer, they would either die or be injured.
Therefore, they could only dodge.
It was precisely this kind of dodging that could only avoid the brunt of the attack, and could not block the attack. In particular, continuously dodging the brunt of the attack put him in a disadvantageous position.
Mordor's army was even more powerful.
The fighting spirit and momentum of the army under Song Mo's command had begun to be damaged.
What should he do?
Song Mo was thinking of a strategy to deal with it.
However, there were only two Void Paths placed in front of Song Mo. The first path was to retreat back to the camp and not participate in the upcoming battle. However, the battle had already begun. It was useless to beg for mercy. The second path was to retreat directly. When they were far away from the enemy, they would boost their fighting spirit and compete with the fighting army.
Song Mo was a little hesitant at first. However, when he saw Mordor's men charging back and forth aggressively, he changed his mind. If he didn't completely suppress this group of people today, there would definitely be a big problem with the granary of the Yellow Wind Ridge.
Right now, he had to destroy the invading enemy.
Song Mo shouted, "Kill, kill for me!"
He personally took the stage.
At this moment, Song Mo raised the saber in his hand and directly faced the enemy.
Song Mo was also a person who knew what was good for him.
In a glance, he rushed in front of Mordor. He clamped his legs on the horse's abdomen and shouted, "Don't be arrogant. Take my saber."
In the blink of an eye.
In the blink of an eye, Song Mo had already charged in front of Mordor and slashed down with his saber.
"Give me your life!"
At this moment, Song Mo was extremely fierce.
He wanted to erupt with all his strength and kill Mordor in one go.
However, in the face of Song Mo's saber, Mordor was extremely calm. He calmly swung the drum and urn hammer to counterattack.
Clang!!
The two weapons immediately collided.
A violent force burst out from the collision of the weapons.
Mordor stood on the horse's back, motionless. The saber in Song Mo's hand was directly knocked out of his hand. Even under this ferocious and overbearing force, the web between Song Mo's thumb and index finger was already torn.
Mordor's strength was too strong.
Not only did he knock out his weapon, but he also tore the web between his thumb and index finger.
"Take my move!"
Mordor roared in a low voice. He swung the iron hammer and quickly fell.
The speed of this iron hammer was extremely fast. It had already reached an extreme. As a result, although Song Mo noticed the iron hammer, he couldn't dodge it no matter what.
"I'm dead!"
At this moment, Song Mo spoke in his heart.
The iron hammer in Mordor's hand continued to fall. With a bang, it hit Song Mo's chest hard.
"Puff!"
Song Mo screamed and directly vomited blood.
He originally had a trick up his sleeve and was prepared to recruit Song Mo. However, this time, from the beginning to the end, no one came to ask for peace. This meant that Mordor really wanted to kill. The situation was very bad.
Song Mo gritted his teeth and suppressed the surging blood in his heart. However, this strike caused him to take a hit from the hammer.
"Puff!"
Suddenly, Song Mo could no longer control himself.
He spat out a mouthful of blood.
One had to know that this was in front of all the soldiers. Song Mo spat out blood, which made the morale of the soldiers unstable.
Song Mo's heart had already been detained.
For the first time, he wanted to escape.
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