Reaper's Wings

Time: 13-11-26

Huang Haibo kept guessing in his mind, remembering the various abnormal movements in the Fourth Army, an incredible guess emerged in his mind, Wang Dong and Bi Fang were not in the Fourth Army.

This is somewhat impossible!

Although he had guessed this possibility, Huang Haibo still felt unbelievable.

"In any case, this guess is enough for me to take a risk!"

Putting away the battle report, Huang Haibo said with a cold look in his eyes: "After the iron cavalry is led by me, the other battle groups will be led by the First Prince to retreat to the border defense."

"Ah, Commander Huang, this..."

The eldest prince Qin Long, who had just come back to his senses, said with some hesitation that the 20 cavalry were brought here and belonged directly to his leadership, and now handing them directly to Huang Haibo always made him feel a little uneasy.

"Does the First Prince have any good strategies?" Qin Long's words were interrupted by Huang Haibo: "Now South Korea has attacked across the board. If the First Prince personally leads the battle, South Korea will definitely focus on attacking where you belong, and don't forget about South Korea. The Fourth Army still has two Martial Saints!"

Two martial saints!

These four words frightened the eldest prince, if they were determined to take their own lives, only Huang Haibo really couldn't stop them.

"I see, Commander Huang!"

Huang Haibo issued orders one by one. Except for the iron cavalry battle group, the entire Western Qin army began to withdraw in an orderly manner, and he himself came to the front of the iron cavalry battle group.

"Let me verify whether the guess just now is true."

There are two people, Wang Dongbifang, one is the head of the legion and the other is the soul of the legion. It can be said that they occupy half of the combat power of the entire South Korean Fourth Army. If these two are not there.

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Duanya Mountains, West Qin Frontier Defense.

The [-] special corps had already assembled, and the Xiqin quick-response troops who hurriedly came to support the checkpoint were wiped out by them with a thunderous force. After the troops were assembled, Zhao Yanting began to do two things.

The first thing to do is to collect weapons and food from all the checkpoints, not just the checkpoints, but also the quick reaction forces that were wiped out by them. Naturally, 10 people can't bring too much luggage when crossing mountains and ridges, but just enough. This is also Zhao Yanting's plan to break the boat. It's coming, so naturally you can't return easily.

Here comes the second thing.

"Destroy all the Western Qin garrison camps and towns in the Duanya Mountains, collect supplementary supplies, and then destroy them. Do you know what you are going to do?"

"Clear!"

In front of Zhao Yanting are ten corps leaders, half of these ten corps leaders are high-achieving students from Tianyi College, nine of them are high-spirited, but one of them is not very interested.

Zhao Yanting obviously noticed this too, he looked at the leader and said: "Yang Jun, your mission is the heaviest among all people, because your mission represents whether the 10 of us can survive, and there is no room for any difference. ?"

The person called Yang Jun was a few years older than Zhao Yanting, and also a few years older than him, but at this time he was willing to stay under Zhao Yanting's command. At this time, seeing Zhao Yanting's stern speech, he knew that his performance just now had been caught by Zhao Yanting. Seeing it, that little bit of dissatisfaction disappeared immediately.

"Yes, Chief, I have completed the task!"

The mission of the other nine people was to attack the camps and cities of the Western Qin garrison, while his mission, Yang Jun, was to collect supplies and hoard them in the Duanya Mountains to prepare for a long-term war.

Seeing this, Zhao Yanting didn't say anything anymore, but shouted in a deep voice: "Let's go!"

One hundred thousand special forces are rolling away!

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The Western Qin cavalry and the South Korean mixed cavalry team stood opposite each other. The front of the two armies was called Huang Haibo, and the other was called Zhang Ye.

After a silent fight just now, with the arrival of the two Martial Saint generals, the two sides separated, waiting for the next wave of more intense collisions, but the Martial Saint commanders of both sides did not immediately start charging.

"Zhang Ye, why don't you see your army commander Bi Fang coming out? Isn't my emperor Haibo not qualified enough to let him come out to fight in person!"

Hearing Huang Haibo's words, Zhang Ye's eyes tightened, knowing that he already had doubts, but Zhang Ye returned to normal immediately. This is something he had already guessed, and it will be exposed sooner or later. It's hard to come by today.

"You are right, you are indeed not worthy of the army commander!"

"you!"

Huang Haibo was furious at Zhang Ye's words, but immediately he was overjoyed, knowing that his guess was [-]% correct. Although he didn't know why Wang Dong and Bi Fang were not in the Fourth Army, it was a good idea. Chances are, Zhang Ye is just a new martial saint, if he can kill Zhang Ye in front of the formation, the West Qin army has a chance to come back.

"Hmph, with such a strong tone, let's compete in the sky!"

But after Huang Haibo said this, he saw Zhang Ye shaking his head, which made him startled.

Martial Saints are already standing at the pinnacle of this world. Power is no longer what they value most, but fame and strength are. Few people refuse directly, but Zhang Ye simply shook his head.

"Zhang Ye, what do you mean!"

Huang Haibo was really angry, he felt that he was being played.

In contrast to Huang Haibo's hidden anger, Zhang Ye said calmly: "Huang Haibo, you have been promoted to a martial saint for many years. Although you have made few shots, you have already let the world know your way of martial saint. Like the waves of the ocean, they are endless, one after another, one wave is stronger than the other, if you fight alone, if you can't kill you with one blow, you are almost invincible!"

Hearing these words, Huang Haibo narrowed his eyes and said: "You are scared, if you are scared, just say it, I can consider letting you go!"

It seemed that he already understood what Zhang Ye meant, but if he didn't fight alone with him, it would be really difficult to deal with him in the chaos, so Huang Haibo spoke out in anticipation of provoking him.

Then he suddenly heard Zhang Ye change the subject and said: "Huang Haibo, do you know my way of martial arts?"

Huang Haibo frowned. Zhang Ye had just been promoted to Martial Saint not long ago, and he broke through the gate of West Qin with only one shot, so few people knew what his way of Martial Saint was.

He saw Zhang Ye looking up at the sky and said: "People often say that martial sages belong to the sky, and sages are existences beyond human beings."

Zhang Ye looked down at him and continued: "And my way of martial arts belongs to the earth, to ordinary people, to ordinary soldiers, and to my brothers."

"It's called Brother Punch!"

"Brothers punch together?"

"Yes, only one punch!"

As soon as Zhang Ye's voice fell, Huang Haibo saw him raise his fist, the heavy cavalry regiment behind him raised his fist, the light cavalry raised their fist, and an inexplicable vitality formation took these fists as nodes It started to stir up.

"not good!"

Huang Haibo's heart trembled suddenly, he understood what Zhang Ye's way of martial arts was, it was to use the power of ordinary people for his own use and unleash a powerful blow.

I am a martial sage who continues to fight, and the more I fight, the stronger I am, this Zhang Ye is just the opposite of me. He is a martial sage who can win with one blow. It will definitely bear a lot, no wonder Zhang Ye said that there is only one blow.

However, a powerful force requires a good aim, as long as you dodge this blow, it won't be long!

"not good!"

This time Huang Haibo yelled directly, because for some reason he felt as if there was a thread on his body pulling him, no matter how he avoided it, he couldn't avoid the punch.

Qiyi Punch, so there is such a meaning, everyone's energy is concentrated on themselves, this common focus forms an indescribable quality, a quality that must be hit.

"Pick me up!"

Zhang Ye suddenly yelled, and his raised fist fell down!

This punch was no longer the one that had just broken through to the Martial Saint in the Western Qin Dynasty. At that time, he did not know his own ability. Now Zhang Ye no longer sends it casually, but instead sends it under guidance.

It was as if a column of vitality from an air cannon pierced through.

boom!

Huang Haibo just had time to form a defensive shield in front of him, and the attack had already arrived. Almost in the blink of an eye, this air column penetrated the entire Western Qin cavalry formation, until the tail disappeared into the air of the plain. A deep ravine appeared, and the soldiers of the Western Qin Dynasty were enveloped by this air column.

Huang Haibo and the Western Qin Cavalry behind him had nearly 3000 people, and these [-] cavalry just disappeared, and it cannot be said that they disappeared completely. Some armor and horseshoes that had turned into iron blocks showed that they had existed just now.

However, there is still one person standing.

After the vitality column passed, Huang Haibo's figure appeared, but his distressed and tattered appearance had long since lost the majesty of the commander of the Wusheng Army.

Pfft, a mouthful of blood spat out from Huang Haibo's mouth. As if in a chain reaction, blood began to flow out of his body non-stop. Although he blocked the blow, he was already seriously injured.

Looking at the front of the South Korean battle group, Zhang Ye's seemingly collapsed figure had already gathered several warriors at the Wuzong level, Huang Haibo knew that he had no chance.

"Brothers unite as one, I remember!"

"withdraw!"

After saying "withdraw", Huang Haibo's figure retreated, completely ignoring the retreat of the Western Qin cavalry.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Ye also shook his head, and sighed in his heart. What he sighed was Huang Haibo's determination, otherwise his subsequent methods might really have left the seriously injured West Qin Wusheng Army Commander behind.

"attack!"

The withdrawal of Western Qin, the attack of South Korea!

The chariots and cavalry who hadn't exerted their strength just rushed out immediately, and began to charge as arrow troops, followed by heavy armored cavalry and light armored cavalry. Although Zhang Ye endured a lot, the physical strength of those who gave him strength was also exhausted. But seeing three thousand comrades in arms disappear strangely with their own eyes, and seeing their army commander retreat in advance regardless of his own, these Western Qin cavalry did not have much fighting spirit.

This was the beginning of the defeat. This was the third time that the South Korean Fourth Army had defeated Xiqin since the Great War, and this time the result was greater than any other time.