Humane Yongchang

Chapter 387
Warm blood overflowed from Chen Sheng's five fingers, rustling down like a jade bead with a broken chain.

"Goo, goo...(It hurts, it hurts...)"

Da Mao was lying on his side in the snow, his head drooping, and he whimpered in a low voice like a gossamer. The dark golden feathers that used to be brilliant in the past lost their luster and fluttered in the cold wind like old straw.

Chen Sheng's heart felt like a needle stick, but he couldn't help covering the large basin-sized wound on his collapsed chest, and said softly, "It's alright, it's alright, it's just an opening on the body, let's bandage it and rest for a while. God will be fine..."

Da Mao tried his best to raise his eyelids and glance at him, as if he wanted to firmly remember his appearance, but the dim golden eyes that were scattered could not reveal his shadow.

Chen Sheng finally couldn't bear the panic in his heart. He raised his head and wanted to call for the military doctor, but he saw that the military doctors were busy treating the wounded on the battlefield, and he forcibly swallowed the words that were in his mouth.

When I lowered my head again, I saw that Da Mao could no longer open his eyes, his big head hung weakly in the snow, and his breath was so weak that it was like a shaky candle in the cold wind, as if it would go out in the next second...

"Fuck you!"

His eyes reddened, he scolded inexplicably, got up and took two steps back, pulled out the Chunjun sword and put it on Da Mao, and shouted loudly: "Three emperors and five emperors are above, and thousands of people in Han are below, so there are golden eagles. Da Mao, help me to create the foundation of the Han Dynasty, the wind, frost, rain and snow, sleepless nights, great achievements, loyalty to the sun and the moon, today, in the name of the king of Han, I enshrine the golden eagle Da Mao as the sacred beast of the protection of the country of the Han Dynasty. The Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors Jun Jian, the tens of millions of Li people in the Han region listen to it!"

He uttered one sentence at a time, his voice was hoarse, and his solemn and solemn voice went straight to the sky on the banks of the Wei River!
All the red-clothed soldiers on the battlefield couldn't help but stop their movements and looked at Chen Sheng's position with awe.

Although they don't understand, Chen Shengchi's meaning behind the designation of Da Mao as a protector of the country.

However, the simple and deeply ingrained concept of confrontation between shemales and monsters actually made them feel that Chen Sheng's move was inappropriate.

But what they felt was inappropriate was just the act itself.

Not Chen Sheng's decision.

They even thought that Chen Sheng would do this for granted!
This is not just because of Chen Sheng's prestige.

Also because of the image of Da Mao, it has long been tied to the image of Chen Sheng as it carries Chen Sheng from the south to the north, from the wind to the rain, day after day.

Under the rule of Han Ting, most of the people did not recognize Chen Sheng.

But most people recognize Da Mao.

Even those who don't recognize Da Mao have heard of its existence. They have heard of the rumor that "when a high-pitched eagle chirps above the city, it means that the king's will has come to this city".

What's more, the red-clothed soldiers on the battlefield had just witnessed how Da Mao sacrificed his life to protect Chen Sheng.

Starting from the simplest emotions, if Chen Sheng didn't even care about the people who sacrificed his life to protect him, how dare they expect Chen Sheng to take care of themselves?

……

The solemn and solemn shouts fell.

Chen Sheng's whole body suddenly burst into a majestic and endless dazzling black light like a big river, and it poured into Da Mao's body along the Chunjun sword, and in an instant, a huge black light cocoon was formed, wrapping Da Mao's entire body.

And in Chen Sheng's vision, a bright red "-100000" flashed.

He silently called out the system panel and saw:

【Name: Chen Sheng】

[Fate Format: Seven Kills, One and Only] (My fate is mine, I can't help it) (Luck Point +100000)

[Identity: King of Han] (Wang of Han: Luck Point +660000)

[Martial Realm: Innate and Mid-Term] (Luck Point +54000)

[Martial Arts: Outer King and Inner Sacred Strategy · Lower Strategy] (Central Strategy: 800100/500000/500000) (+)…

[Martial arts techniques: The benevolent is invincible, reaching the peak (882600/50000), although far away will be executed, reaching the peak (882600/50000), seven killing swords, returning to one, the wrath of the individual, reaching the peak...]

[Acrobatics: Little Cloud Rain Technique, Climbing to the Peak, Taking Refinement, Cultivation, Climbing, Fowling Technique, Climbing, Water-Based, Climbing...]

[Luck Point: 800100/800100] (80010/24h)

[Talent: Commander] (800100/200) (For every 200 points consumed, you can ignore the backlash, and concentrate 50% of the power of your own units on yourself, the upper limit is 10000 friendly units)

[Status: Wrath of the Yellow Sky] (Luck Point -13900) (Frozen)
At a glance, Chen Sheng could see that the luck point bonus for the throne of the Han Dynasty had been reduced by a full [-] points.

It is equivalent to the bonus of the luck value of his Seven Killing Fate Complete Body!
At the same time, this also verifies his previous conjecture—the seal of the demon clan really consumes the overall luck of the Kyushu human race!

Fortunately, although the [-] qi luck value is quite a lot, it has not yet reached the level of injuring the muscles and bones. When I go back and spend more time on encouraging production and self-cultivation, this part of the lost qi luck value will slowly recover.

Moreover, Da Mao is a local eagle that he raised with his own hands. Even if he is a monster, he can't even urinate in a pot with the monsters outside the territory. The luck of the Kyushu human race that has been diverted to it should not accumulate to the monsters outside the territory. It's on the head.

This point, Chen Sheng is only speculation, can not prove.

But as long as he can save Da Mao's life, no matter what the consequences are, Chen Sheng will bear it!

If it wasn't for Da Mao to block the sneak attack of the white scorpion for him, even if he could save his life, he would be absolutely disabled.
Chen Sheng put away the system panel, and stood in front of the jet-black light cocoon wrapped in big hair with a gloomy expression, until he heard a low and powerful heartbeat inside the light cocoon, his expression loosened slightly.

It was only then that he finally had the mood to carefully examine the battlefield.

The battle on the other side of the river, or the slaughter, has long since ended, and the royal guards are now picking up lobsters and crabs.

They were tired of eating game in northern Xinjiang, and this was the first time they saw seafood.

And Meng Tian is commanding the army to treat the wounded and clean the battlefield.

The entire battlefield was shrouded in an angry and depressing aura.

The casualties of this battle are not small!
Forcibly withdrawing troops when the two armies were slaughtered, no matter what the reason is, the actual effect is no different from a great rout!

And casualties always occur in the process of rout...

But now the morale has been demolished, reluctantly regrouping the army to fight again, is also the end of the shot, the gains outweigh the losses!

After Chen Shenglue pondered for a while, he categorically shouted: "Where are the royal guards!"

A thousand royal guards threw down the seafood in their hands, stood up straight and responded loudly: "The mark is here!"

Chen Sheng jumped onto a warhorse, grabbed the reins and shouted angrily, "Follow me to chase the enemy!"

The royal guards slammed into their promises and said, "Wei!"

Meng Tian was shocked when he heard the sound, and rushed over in a hurry, grabbed the bit of the warhorse under Chen Sheng's crotch, and said anxiously, "Your Majesty's body is full of gold, how can you touch the earthen pot alone?"

Chen Sheng leaned forward, looked at him with no joy and no sorrow, and said, "I am the general of the Red Army?"

Meng Tian was stunned for a while, then hurriedly shook his head and said, "This is not what the last general meant..."

Chen Sheng interrupted impatiently: "Wang Ting's guards are the battle sequence of the Red Army?"

"no!"

Meng Tian didn't dare to say more, but he still held on to the horse bit tightly and didn't let go.

Chen Sheng glanced at the hand he was holding on to the horse bit, and the anger in his eyes could no longer hold back: "Then have I interfered with your command?"

Meng Tian was helpless, so he could only let go of his hands and clasped his fists: "Please think twice, Your Majesty!"

"I've thought twice, no need to think again!"

Chen Sheng grabbed the Chunjun sword and held it high, roaring angrily: "There are no prisoners left in this battle, if the battlefield is defeated, they will be hacked to death on the battlefield; if they are defeated by the river, they will drown in the river; if they are defeated in the city, they will be beheaded in the city... I want everyone in Kyushu to know that those who collude with the demon race will be killed without mercy!"

As soon as the words were spoken, all the soldiers in red on the battlefield suddenly raised their eyes, and two flames spewed from their eyes!
In an instant, even the wounded soldier lying on the stretcher tried his best to lift his fellow soldiers, desperately shouting: "Kill Wushe!"

Only we Red Shirts cut people!

When will someone dare to cut our Red Army?
must die!
"drive!"

Chen Sheng grabbed the horse's belly and drove the horse to gallop out.

A thousand royal guards followed closely behind.

Meng Tian's eyelids jumped wildly as he watched the turbulent bright red cloak drift away, turned his head and shouted loudly: "Each battalion leaves a company to clean the battlefield, take care of the wounded, and guard the sacred beasts of the country. Your Majesty!"

"Here!"

"Here!"

"Here!"

……

Meng Tian's eyelids are beating wildly.

Peng Yue, who was leading the army back to Dongwu County, also had his eyelids jumping wildly. He beat the horse under his crotch with all his might, and ran back and forth along the army, shouting impatiently as he ran: "... , gongs, drums, and flags are all thrown away, the chariots are untied from the horses, and they are placed horizontally in the center of the road to block the Han army... Run, all the motherfuckers run for Nai Gong, and you will be safe when you return to the city!"

At this moment, his heart is as bitter as a dumb man who ate coptis chinensis!
It was definitely not his intention to collude with the demon clan.

The Wang order he received was: At all costs, the incoming Han army should be blocked by the Weishui River, and during the battle, there will be reinforcements from the flank to cooperate with him to defeat the Han army.

He had wondered, where could there be any reinforcements in Chengyang County?
In other words, he actually had a guess in his heart that the so-called "reinforcement army" most likely came from the "East Sea Dragon King White Emperor" who was entrusted by his own great king!
But what if he guessed it?
Could he still disrespect Wang Ling?To be the one who betrays the Lord and seeks glory?

It's alright now, he has also cooperated, and the monster attack has also attacked.

But he didn't hurt the bones of the Han army, and he had to bear the consequences!
Based on his research on the Red Army and the Han King's past battles, they would never let it go!

If you don't run away, your life will end!

"Report..."

Just as Peng Yue was screaming inwardly, suddenly a scout shouted loudly and galloped on his horse.

As soon as Peng Yue heard this terrified cry, his heart thumped, his right hand secretly landed on the sword at his waist, and his blue veins burst out.

The scout ran to Peng Yue, clasped his fists and saluted, "Admiral Qi..."

Before waiting for the scout to spit out the "army", Peng Yue suddenly drew his sword and chopped off the scout's head with a lightning-fast sword.

The surrounding pseudo-Qi soldiers looked strangely at the headless corpse that was bleeding blood, and then looked at the angry Peng Yue. Most of them understood what was going on, and immediately kept silent. While running wildly, he took off his armor and threw it to the side of the road...

When Peng Yue saw this, the corners of his eyes twitched, but he couldn't show any color, so he could only shout angrily in a solemn voice: "Pass the order of a certain family, the army in the back will become the army in the front, and form a square and circular formation to fight the enemy to the death!"

"Here!"

A group of messengers rushed towards the rear army in a hurry.

……

It didn't take long for the puppet Qi army to withdraw from the battlefield, and it was less than a quarter of an hour before Chen Sheng launched the pursuit.

But Chen Sheng still chased for ten or so miles before finally seeing the crowd.

He immediately pulled out the pure Jun sword and shouted: "I am the arrow, I will set up the front and arrow formation, raise the Gengjin white tiger formation, kill!"

A thousand royal guards pulled out their swords and shouted, "Kill!"

Thousands of people's blood energy, with this loud shout, quickly connected into one body and injected into Chen Sheng's body in front of the formation.

For a moment, Chen Sheng only felt that the real qi of the king's way running in the body was stagnant, as if a heavy burden suddenly appeared on the shoulders of ordinary people.

But along with this heaviness came to his heart, a sense of power that was inflated crazily, as if the infuriating energy in his body had expanded dozens of times in an instant...

'Is this the real power of battle formation? '

Chen Sheng twisted his neck, and a smirk slowly floated up the corner of his mouth: 'It feels great! '

He once felt the power of the Red Army's battle formation.

But the power of the battle array blessed by the royal guards was completely different from the power of the battle array blessed by the Red Army.

The power of the battle array blessed by the Red First Army was like the will to urinate, and the kung fu came and went in a hurry.

The power of the battle array blessed by the royal guards is a bit like the legendary exoskeleton mecha, powerful and stable!
Hundreds of meters of distance, flashed by in the rush, Chen Sheng can already see the frightened faces of the puppet soldiers behind the overlapping chariots in front.

I only heard a "hum", and a dense rain of arrows came over.

Without even looking at it, Chen Sheng pulled a sword flower toward the sky, and the majestic sword energy spewed out like a river bursting its banks, and instantly swept away the black arrow rain.

Then the sword qi turned, and it crashed into the chariot in front of it as if it were flying down three thousand feet.

"Oh!"

The sound of the explosion was deafening, and dozens of chariots were turned into pieces in the sky under this sword, and the surging air wave directly caused the turbulence of the overlapping shield walls behind the chariots.

Chen Sheng put his head into the smoke and dust, his sword qi was like an avalanche, and a single sword swept away a large swath of people's heads!
The square-circle formation formed by thousands of people seemed like a piece of paper in front of him... as if walking on the ground!
And a thousand royal guards followed closely behind him, like a whole, advancing smoothly without any sense of obstruction.

In just a hundred breaths, the front arrow array smoothly pierced through the square and round array, and went straight to the main force of the pseudo-Qi who fled desperately in front of him, throwing away his armor and abandoning his armor.

And it wasn't until after they left that the pseudo-Qi soldiers in the Fangyuan Formation seemed to react suddenly, collapsed on the spot, and fled towards the mountains and forests on both sides...

How to fight this kind of battle?
(End of this chapter)