Ghost doctor: Princess please come to the throne

Chapter 327 Anti-killing encirclement and suppression!

Chapter 327: Anti-killing encirclement and suppression!

The Longwu Army and the Shenyu Army, led by Bei Chenyan and Ling Xiyue, surrounded Moqian in Xiling in a corner.

After being passively beaten for such a long time, everyone is suffocating in their hearts, and now it's time to fight back, even though they are short of troops, the fighting spirit of the remaining Longwu troops has soared to the extreme at this moment, and their eyes are scarlet .

"Kill ah-"

The sound of roaring and shouting shook the heavens and the earth.

Revenge, for Tianlin, for myself, for those innocent people who died in vain!

"Quick, retreat, block!" Wu Yi led the army to resist while directing the retreat to buy time for Xiling Moqian.

The front and rear sides were quickly locked, Xiling Moqian could only evacuate eastward. He broke the boat and pushed the reserve army up. He killed a thousand enemies and lost eight hundred. Now the entire Jinming army has less than 5000 people left.

"Clang! Bang—"

The sound of swords colliding, mixed with the thunder of war drums, was sharp and ear-piercing.

Seeing the situation, Ling Xiyue frowned slightly, "He Fei!"

"Niang Niang?" He Fei flicked his whip, and hurried forward.

"Is there a shortcut here?" Ling Xiyue asked, looking around.

If he continues to be delayed like this, Xiling Moqian will definitely let him escape.

He Fei patrolled left and right, suddenly his eyes lit up, and he quickly replied, "Your Majesty, as far as I know, there is a shortcut that can form an encirclement." He raised his hand and pointed, "But Xiling Moqian must be forced over there."

Ling Xiyue looked over and narrowed her eyes slightly, "Yes!"

While speaking, she looked sideways at Bei Chenyan in the distance, and across the chaotic battlefield soldiers, Ling Kong gave him a gesture.

Bei Chenyan raised her thin red lips slowly, and immediately understood Ling Xiyue's meaning.

He waved his hand and gave an order!

The Shenyu army chasing behind Moqian in Xiling quickly divided into two waves. One wave continued to strangle the guard battalion of the Jin Ming army from the rear, and the other wave, led by Wei Qi, attacked from the east.

"Your Majesty, this way." He Fei looked at Yixi, and quickly pointed to Ling Xiyue's direction.

"Kill—" Xiling Moqian was about to retreat from that direction when he was cut off by a large wave of Shenyu troops rushing out.

"No, back, back!" Qi Lao reined in his horse abruptly, almost throwing himself to the ground.

The lieutenant waved his hand, "This way!"

The avenues for retreating are all occupied, so we can only choose remote paths.

"No, that's a dead end." Huzhou was originally the territory of Moqian in Xiling, and Elder Qi is familiar with this place. Now there are only two roads to choose, one is the dead end that goes straight up the cliff of Yunshan Mountain.

The other one is the canyon and ravine, which is very easy to be ambushed.

Xiling Moqian's black pupils were deep, he tightened the reins, turned the horse's head, "Let's go."

He decisively chose the side of the canyon, and it is very easy to fall into the ambush circle, which is better than a desperate situation with no way out.

"Kill ah-"

There is an army of divine feathers rushing up!

With a wave of Xiling Moqian's long sword, he split the soldiers standing in front of him in half. The warm and scarlet blood instantly splashed on his warm and picturesque eyebrows and eyes, and also stained his pure white clothes red. armor.

"Withdraw." Scarlet lips parted slightly, and said lightly.

Thousands of Jinming soldiers discarded their helmets and armor, and were forced to flee to the Eastern Canyon in a panic, like a torrent pouring into the mouth of a pot. In the panic, they trampled countless people, and the whole valley was filled with screams.

Now the situation is completely reversed, the people who were just driven to a desperate situation have now become the ones being hunted down!
The direction to the east is the largest green forest in Huzhou, the Yunling Mountains, and the direction Moqian of Xiling is forced to go is the low canyon of the Yunling Mountains, where the torrents are flying among the chaotic trees, and it is difficult to march across the ravines. .

Bei Chenyan led the Shenyu Army behind him, and pursued him relentlessly.

"Go, let's go!"

"My lord, you withdraw first, and your subordinates will be the last!"

The thorns were overgrown, constantly tearing their armor and flesh.

But Xiling Moqian's Jin Ming army was indeed not an ordinary army, each of them was loyal to protect the lord. Even though the situation was so difficult, they still insisted on the last, desperately trying to escort Xiling Moqian out.

The trees in the dense forest are whirling, and the black roof is covered.

As the sun set, the sky darkened.

The sky was covered with dark clouds and there was no light, but in the mountains below, thousands of torches were densely packed, gathered into a fire dragon, crawling and hovering in the ravines of Yunshan Mountains, dancing and swimming forward quickly.

"My lord, as long as you rush out of the canyon in front, you can go out!" The soldiers who explored the way came back and knelt down in front of Moqian's horseshoe in Xiling.

One mile ahead is the narrowest ravine in the entire Yunshan Mountains. On one side is an abyss with no bottom, which rushes to the unknown depths with the torrent. On the other side, there is only room for one person to walk through.

Elder Qi immediately urged the soldiers to stop temporarily, and the soldiers who were resting got up, "Let's go!"

In the middle of the night, the moon rises.

There are little stars scattered in the ink sky.

On Xiling Moqian's side, while resisting Bei Chenyan's pursuit, the whole army withdrew. On the other side, Ling Xiyue was leading the Longwu army, taking shortcuts at the fastest speed, outflanking Xiling Moqian before he fled. past.

"Your Majesty, let's hurry up, or we won't be able to make it!"

Seeing the marching speed, He Fei couldn't help feeling a little anxious.

After all, the Longwu army has gone through so many days of continuous fighting, and it is normal to be a little tired. Everyone is only supported by a stream of blood, and in addition to the mountain trails, the march is indeed not as convenient as it is on the flat ground.

Ling Xiyue thought about it for a while, her eyes were determined.

She pulled out a gold-rimmed dragon-patterned banner from the generals around her, raised her hand and slapped the horse's back. The horse under her body raised its head and neighed, and it flew away in an instant. Like a gust of wind, it blew across the rugged mountain trail, bringing the surrounding trees with it, All shaking.

"Miss!"

He Fei and Malon called out in unison.

After realizing Ling Xiyue's intentions, the two looked at each other. Without thinking about it, Ma Long immediately grabbed a few flagpoles, hugged them in his arms, increased his speed to the extreme, and chased after Ling Xiyue.

"You follow quickly." After He Fei left a sentence, he followed closely.

"Yes!"

Fan Qi responded.

He led the army and moved on.

Three war horses galloped between the mountains with their iron hooves clattering.

Suddenly, Ling Xiyue's eyes trembled. With the silvery moonlight in the sky, she caught a glimpse of something from the corner of her eye. She pulled the reins suddenly, and the front hooves of the horse under her seat jumped off the ground, almost stretching to a right angle with the ground.

After she stopped, she turned over, quickly dismounted, and rushed to the side of the hillside in a few steps.

Malone and He Fei also came to an emergency stop, and they followed with puzzled faces.

He Fei asked suspiciously, "Ma'am, what's the matter?"

They really didn't understand, at such a critical juncture, why did the empress stop, she was still inexplicably digging up the dirt... What could be more important than taking down Xiling Moqian?
(End of this chapter)