Activate the Emperor System and summon Dian Wei at the beginning of the game

"Liu Jiang has sent 50,000 troops to help us. This is trouble."

"My Lord, there are only 50,000 Yan troops, but we have 20,000 soldiers!"

"The advantage is mine!"

Dian Wei licked his tongue, a hint of bloodthirstiness in his eyes. This madman couldn't hold back his excitement when fighting.

"Do you think these 20,000 soldiers are my Dayu elite armor!"

"Among these 20,000 people, nearly half are rookies who have never seen blood."

"However, the order from above should be for us to delay the Yan army's reinforcements. Now we have the advantage of terrain and are unexpected. If it is 50,000 regular Yan troops, it may not be a problem!"

"But if it is an elite force, it's hard to say!"

"What should we do?"

Dian Wei widened his eyes, lying on a small hillside, and whispered: "How about letting me kill the enemy general first?"

"Reckless!"

Ning Fan didn't continue to pay attention to this guy. He only knew how to fight and kill, and was born to be followed by others.

The Yan army, which had rested outside the canyon for a night, started to move again after waiting from dusk to the early morning of the next day.

"Listen to me, no one can show up when you see the Yan army later!"

"Wait for the rolling stones and kerosene on the mountain to fall, and then follow the general's orders to attack!"

"Yes!"

Ning Fan stared at the 'radar' in his mind, and the Yan army was less than five miles away.

"It's coming!"

"Yes!"

Dian Wei nodded and looked towards the direction of the valley entrance. After more than half an hour, a team of armored soldiers appeared at the valley entrance.

"Here they come!"

As the Yan army entered the valley, there was a loud rumble, and the top of the mountain was like a sky collapse. Countless boulders rolled down from the top of the valley, knocking the Yan army below to the ground.

"Enemy attack!"

"Quick, retreat from the valley!"

The face of the leading general changed drastically. After hundreds of stones fell, barrels of kerosene were thrown down, and rockets were fired all over the sky.

"Kill!"

The generals of the two camps ambushed below also stood up together: "Soldiers, charge!"

Dian Wei grinned, holding a standard long spear and rushed directly towards the Yan army in front.

"Old Dian, you fool, don't rush so fast!"

"Xiao Qi, follow me later!"

Chang Hanyi looked at Dian Wei like a bull, rushing to the front with his head down, and shouted: "Old Dian, wait for me!"

Ning Fan followed the large army slowly, looking at Dian Wei's figure, and also showed a bitter smile.

"Kill!"

Dian Wei shouted loudly, directly disconnected from the troops behind him, carrying a long spear and sweeping, and immediately seven or eight Yan soldiers flew backwards.

The generals behind him were all stunned when they saw this.

"Whose general is that?"

"General, it's a sergeant under my command!"

"Oh?"

General Chang Baichuan of the Changjiang Camp had a serious look on his face. In a short moment, more than ten Yanjun soldiers had died under his spear.

But gradually, another burly figure rushed out, holding a mountain-splitting axe, and with a big move, the two of them actually broke through the Yanjun's defense line directly.

"Who is that man?"

"It seems to be under my command as well?"

"Okay!"

"After this battle, I will reward you handsomely!"

Chang Hanyi and Hou Cheng looked at the two men so bravely, and their faces showed a deep shock: "These two big guys are simply evil spirits!"

"Especially Zhao Wanhu, who looks stupid and honest, but I didn't expect him to be so decisive."

"Yeah!"

Ning Fan nodded, bent his bow and aimed at a general of the Yanjun army, his eyes fixed, and the sharp arrow flew out of the string.

"Shua!"

"Puff!"

An arrow pierced through the air, and the general of the Yan army fell to the ground. Chang Hanyi, who was standing by, was stunned: "My goodness, from here to the position of the Yan general, there are at least 150 steps, right?"

"Monster, all three of you are monsters!"

Ning Fan smiled faintly and looked at Qi Mian on the side: "Xiao Qi, didn't you say you can shoot a slingshot?"

"Try a bow and arrow!"

"Come, I'll teach you!"

Ning Fan taught him how to bend the bow and put the arrow. Qi Mian was thin, but he was very strong. He could even pull a bow to the full.

"Did you see that captain of the Yan army?"

"Aim and shoot!"

"Hmm!"

Qi Mian pursed his lips, his eyes were like those of an eagle, and his fingers suddenly loosened. With a bang, an arrow hit his chest!

"Good talent!"

"This bow is for you."

Ning Fan dropped the bow and arrow, picked up the spear again and rushed towards the front of the Yan army.

"Old Fan, don't be impulsive, they are both monsters!"

Chang Rao glanced at Chang Hanyi and said softly: "Fan Ning is also a monster, the three of them are not ordinary people, you keep an eye on Xiao Qi here."

As he said that, he also picked up a broadsword and rushed to the front.

Chang Baichuan, who was sitting in the back, looked at the battle situation in front of him with a dazed look. Before coming, General Tang had said that this battle would be a tough battle, but now...

"Damn, an arrow shot the main general of the Yan Army to death!"

"After this battle, at least a thousand men should be promoted, right?"

"Monster, it's so fucking fierce!"

Ning Fan held a spear and stepped forward step by step towards the dark Yan Army. With a sweep of the spear, at least a dozen Yan Army soldiers around him were bloody.

With his spear piercing through, he quickly caught up with Dian Wei and Zhao Wanhu.

"The formation of the Yan army is in disarray. Let's take the three horses and crush the Yan army's morale!"

"Good!"

The three of them ran together. Dian Wei and Ning Fan took a step forward, and their bodies flew several feet into the air. They kicked a Yan army general off his horse.

The fire around them had gradually weakened, and Zhao Wanhu also successfully seized a warhorse.

"I'm not very good at riding a horse!"

"Just as you don't fall off, follow me!"

Dian Wei was having a great time killing, but Ning Fan was aiming at the generals of the Yan army and shouted in a deep voice: "Behead the generals!"

"Yes!"

Dian Wei responded, and he and Zhao Wanhu rushed towards the generals of the Yan army. After beheading several generals in a row, the Yan army had already begun to feel timid.

"Those who surrender will be spared!"

Ning Fan shouted loudly, and the soldiers behind him shouted in unison: "Those who surrender will be spared!"

"Those who surrender will be spared!"

The sound like thunder echoed in the valley. As the first Yan army put down his weapon, the battle was nearing its end.

The spear in Ning Fan's hand had broken, so he took out the Fierce Dragon Soul-Breaking Spear directly from the system space, and threw Dian Wei's pair of halberds to him.

"Those who don't surrender within three breaths will be killed!"

The two of them rode their horses on a huge rock, one on the left and one on the right, looking at the more than 10,000 remnant troops in front of them, and the sound of waves rolled!

"Magnificent!"

"I didn't expect that I, Chang Baichuan, would have such a fierce general under my command. One person is enough to defeat 10,000 troops!"

He was excited.

As the commander of the Changjiang Camp, he had just reached the level of a regular general, but if he wanted to go further, he had to accumulate military merits. Unexpectedly, today's battle was so smooth.

"Soldiers, follow me and charge forward."

"Confiscate the Yan Army!"

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