Village Building Order Frenzy

If it was in the old days, the old man would have directly drawn his knife and hacked the brat to death.

But today, everything doesn't matter.

So amidst the rumble of war drums on the top of the city, the old man laughed heartily, with white hair flying all over his head, and the wisdom in his eyes was unfathomable.

"Nephew, I don't know what you have to rely on, but if you really want to charge, I suggest you charge to the right wing of the demon soldiers, yes, in that direction, don't worry about the demon soldiers firing arrows, as long as you can rush into chaos The enemy's right wing, then the old man can guarantee that none of us will die, you go ahead and leave the rest to me."

Zhang Yang nodded his head heavily, that's right, the old man is a famous general in the world, at this moment, if he still doesn't see some clues, then his old age is really wasted.

At that moment, ten of the strongest and most skilled Qiao family disciples quickly changed their shields, and rushed out under Zhang Yang's command before the sound of the drums on the wall ended.

Fifty meters behind them were the 28 Qiao family children and veteran guards led by the old man, and fifty meters behind them were women and children and five carts.

That's right, in the entire battalion of dead soldiers, including Zhang Yang, including all the disabled and old men, there are only 40 people who can fight, and the rest are either old women or girls and children.

This is a different kind of copying and chopping, but it just gives a chance to die in battle.

When the battalion of dead soldiers charged the tens of thousands of demon soldiers on the opposite side, the 30,000 elite army behind remained motionless, just watching, watching under the gradually brightening sky, watching the soldier who had made countless contributions for the great Wei Dynasty all his life The old general led his descendants, like a lame old wolf, toward his own death.

The old man roared, the veteran guards who had followed him for half his life roared, his sons and sons-in-law roared, and in the roar, there were still women weeping and children crying, but the pace and wheels of the charge did not stop at all. .

Several gray-haired old women sat steadily on the car, driving the driving cattle to speed up.

On the opposite side, in the army formation of the demon soldiers, the sharpness of countless long spears flashed in the sky, and countless arrowheads rose slightly. As long as an order is given, ten thousand arrows will be fired.

Zhang Yang hid behind Uncle Qiao, very nervous. He was afraid that the old man would guess wrong. Once the commander of the magic soldiers really ordered to shoot the arrows, then don't say anything, just return home and eat melons.

five hundred meters,

four hundred meters,

Three hundred meters.

There was no sound of feather arrows piercing the air, the old man guessed right, there were at least 5,000 archers in the magic army, if one gave an order, it would be easy to shoot eighty-seven of them to death, but it was really It's not worth it, and it's a waste of arrows and energy.

"Come on, speed up!"

Zhang Yang shouted, at this moment, there was a puff of feathered arrows shooting over, but it was the three hundred magic archers dispatched by the magic soldiers.

Throw!

"Soul force field!"

Invisibly, the soul force field has grasped an area with a diameter of 500 meters. There is no need to control the feather arrow too complicatedly. It is enough to change the trajectory slightly at the moment when the feather arrow is thrown to the highest point, that is, the moment when the force is the smallest. , Then the aim of these feathered arrows falling down by gravity did not know where to fly.

At this time, Uncle Qiao, who was charging, waited for ten people to wonder why the accuracy of the magic archers had become so poor?

But there is no time to think about it at this time, they are the most elite fighters, so they naturally know that the most important thing at this moment is to charge, rushing into the enemy's formation as fast as possible!

The magic archers shot three rounds within ten seconds, and their commander realized something, and immediately ordered the three hundred archers to back off, because Uncle Qiao knew that they had rushed within 30 meters.

But even so, the commander of the magic soldiers didn't take it seriously. With such a small number of people, he couldn't even move the front row of the army, and he would be chopped into meat sauce in a blink of an eye.

"This is the moment!"

Zhang Yang, who was hiding behind Uncle Qiaozhi, suddenly contracted his soul force field to a state of secondary compression.

In such a state, the consumption of soul power is not great, and the impact on teammates is not great, but if you manipulate the magic weapon to attack, it can produce at least double the speed and double the impact and lethality.

This was tested by Zhang Yang himself with the Spear of Imprisonment.

So at this moment, the armor-piercing cones of the three high-grade magical weapons flashed like ghosts, without even a shadow, and in the instant of 0.1 second, three rivers of blood were cut from the magic army formation thirty meters away!

Yes, River of Blood!

It is because the throats of teams of magic soldiers were pierced, and the blood splashed in an instant merged together to form the most magical picture.

The power of the high-grade magic weapon is undoubtedly revealed at this moment.

In just one second, at least three hundred demon soldiers were killed, and the three armor-piercing cones also lost control due to the exhaustion of spiritual durability.

But this is scary enough, even if Zhang Yang is still a fake immortal cultivator, this extraordinary attack method is extremely terrifying. So much so that when Uncle Qiao rushed in with ten of them, there were corpses all over the ground, as if he had entered a deserted land.

"Old man, now is the time to test whether you are a famous general in the world!"

Zhang Yang didn't even care to look back, and three more armor-piercing cones flew out, not giving the magic soldier a chance to react, and continued to tear the surroundings forward!

Because there is not much time left for them, at most one minute, the commander of the magic soldiers will regroup. At that time, without the deterrence of the high-grade magic weapon, they can only wait to die.

But at least at this moment, because of the huge casualties and unknown means, there was inevitably a huge chaos in the army of the magic soldiers.

Because no one knows what's going on here?

Such a golden opportunity, like Uncle Qiao and the elite generals, how could they not seize it, they quickly formed a single-handed shield formation, slashing and charging forward.

At the same time, the old man who was more than 50 meters behind also erupted with a terrifying aura all over his body. Like a tiger descending a mountain, he raised the heavy crossbow in his hand, and all his aura was concentrated on the heavy crossbow. 22 soldiers holding heavy crossbows and the Qiao family's children also cooperated and aimed at one direction, which was the right wing of the magic army formation, the position under a strange banner.

"shoot!"

With the sound of the machine gun, 23 crossbow arrows pierced through the air, like a dense swarm of bees, over a distance of hundreds of meters, taking advantage of the chaos in the magic army formation, they shot that position into a hornet's nest in the blink of an eye .

The right-wing commander of the magic soldiers was shot and killed directly.

This is not a very important goal, at least for the overall battlefield, but at this moment, with the right-wing commander of the magic soldiers being shot, the magic soldiers in this area can no longer be accurately mobilized, and the chaos cannot be effectively contained .

When Zhang Yang also used up the ninth armor-piercing awl, the 30,000 elite allies in the rear finally mobilized to attack the right wing of the demon soldiers with heavy troops.

"Hahaha, old man Zhang Yeting, even now, don't you rely on my nephew to break the battle?"

The army charged, there was a landslide and a tsunami, but the old man laughed, he didn't have to die today.

Yes, although Zhang Yang never revealed the plan, but the old man knew who he was, so he made use of Zhang Yang's plan which was almost full of loopholes to formulate a new plan.

In the chaos, with the deterrence of Zhang Yang's armor-piercing cone, if he didn't make a move, he sniped and killed the commander of the right wing of the magic soldiers, which caused even greater chaos on the right wing of the magic soldiers.

In this case, the 30,000 friendly troops sitting in the rear must attack.

Personal grudges to personal grudges, old grudges to old grudges, even if there were more than a dozen nobles sitting on the city wall waiting to see his Qiao family die, the great general Zhang Yeting must seize this excellent opportunity to take advantage of the chaos on the right wing of the demon soldiers. , Directly press on with heavy troops.

Otherwise, if Zhang Yeting is worthy of those nobles, he will be sorry for his generals, especially if the former general is still standing there, isn't he afraid of his subordinates mutiny?

Is it really a joke between women when the army fights?

If you don't attack when there is an excellent fighter, and then you have to pay a disastrous loss to win the battle, then the morale of the army is basically over.

Therefore, if Zhang Yang's plan is just leftovers that won't make it to Taiwan, then what the old man is playing is Yangmou.

Otherwise, just relying on Zhang Yang's nine armor-piercing cones to pierce through tens of thousands of demon soldiers without killing or injuring anyone, has this silly boy lost his mind?

Rolling soldiers quickly overtook the old man and the Qiao family's children and family members. From time to time, soldiers would throw water bags and dry food on the cart, and of course more of them dropped crossbow bolts.

You can't lose all the crossbows, and you can't lose the heavy crossbow, but in battle, who knows how many crossbows I shot?

By the time Zhang Yang realized the changes in the future, the overall situation was settled, and they didn't even need to charge. The soldiers retreated five miles and returned with a big victory.

He never dreamed that there would be such a change?

"Boy, you are rebellious!"

Still sitting on the Bald Ridge Fortress where there is no enemy anymore, as if in a dream, Zhang Yang trembled with fright at the first sentence of the old man.

"You, you still think things are too simple. In this battle just now, if you had told your plan earlier—well, it seems that no matter how good you are, it would have ended like this. In short, the old man believes you now , we can hold on to this Bald Ridge for at least five days before we die."

Zhang Yang looked at the old man and didn't want to say anything anymore.

But the old man didn't let him go, and still said meaningfully: "Boy, you are rebellious. The old man's eyes can't be wrong. If you are a minister, the old man will suggest that His Majesty kill you, but if you are king, then It's not a problem."

"But right now, the old man can only say one thing, the great Wei is not exhausted."

The corner of Zhang Yang's mouth twitched, not knowing what to say.

The old man suddenly smiled,

"It's too early to say, let's find a way to survive, boy, we now have six thousand crossbows, enough food and water for ten days, but we can't borrow the momentum anymore, you see, Zhang Yeting has withdrawn his troops In the next few days, if we don't die, they won't launch a counterattack, and the magic soldiers will launch a strong attack on Bald Ridge by tonight at the latest."