It doesn't matter what the lord is.

The shouts and screams were so loud that they made people's eardrums hurt. Countless hot blood was spilled in the air when the weapons clashed. Before the severed heads fell, the people behind them had already stepped over the corpses and continued to move forward. The battle between the light armored troops was a life-and-death struggle. The mobility gained by sacrificing defense gave them room to show their strength, but it also caused their casualties to increase significantly compared to the Black Armor Battalion.

But it doesn't matter.

Kill! Kill them and it’s over!

The only thing you need to pay attention to is the enemy in front of you, and leave the attacks around you to your companions to deal with.

As long as they focus on killing people, casualties don't matter at all. As long as this life can exchange for more than two people, this life will not be wasted. Someone will remember their names, someone will take care of their families, and someone will pass on their stories. So what is there to be afraid of?

My life is available to you if you want it.

But I have undergone more rigorous training than you and seen more vast scenery than you.

Therefore, my life is more precious than yours.

If we want to take it, we will have to pay more lives in exchange—

I'll give you two for a bargain. Do you want them? Come on.

Exchange your life for another’s!

The Xuanjia Camp had just advanced less than a hundred meters when the Wangdong Camp had already rushed four or five hundred meters against the Yunyang army. The mess on the ground was left unattended, and the smell of blood dyed everyone's eyes red. The so-called refugees were actually a group of homeless ghosts, so who turned them into this? Who took away their fields, who occupied their property, and who bullied their wives?

Who trampled on them, and who beat and scolded them like pigs and dogs?

In Wangdong Camp, Juanbai gritted his teeth. Reason told him that he couldn't fight like this. If he continued like this, his brothers would probably die. But after the killing started, he found that he couldn't control the situation. His past emotions burst out in an instant, and even he himself was deeply infected by this atmosphere.

His father was loyal to Yunyang, but was executed in the military camp for treason and espionage.

All the family property was confiscated and the mother passed away in grief.

As a descendant of a military family, he was exiled to the western part of Yunyang, living in this world neither human nor ghost, but he still cherished his life, thinking that there might be a way to get justice for his father.

Now, Yunyang’s direct troops are here, and even the Lord of Yunyang is standing there!

After ten years of drinking ice, my blood is still full of passion and is burning at this moment.

Someone in Wangdong Camp shouted first:

"kill--!!!"

This cry seemed to be to spit out all the pent-up anger in their chests, and a faint cry with a bit of sadness could be heard. Everyone had a miserable life, and they survived with humiliation and burdens, wasn't it just for the day when they could kill themselves with the knife in their hands? At this moment, the world seemed to be eclipsed, and they could only see bright red in their eyes. In this gray and desperate world, only the blood of the enemy was the only reality.

"kill--!!"

Countless voices joined together in a wave. In this roar of all-out efforts, the shouts of Yunyang's army during the charge seemed insignificant. On Yunyang's side, some began to retreat, some pulled the reins of their horses, and some opened their eyes wide to look at the guys rushing over - in their eyes, the soldiers of Wangdong Camp were like red-eyed devils.

Selaginella's spear sent an enemy general flying, but he was also slashed on the arm by a knife, and blood splashed on his face. He punched the opponent's helmet with his backhand, and the steel helmet dented inward. The life or death of the Yunyang soldier was unknown. Selaginella's own fist was also cracked, and sticky blood flowed.

Swords flash and armor clang.

Even with wounds all over his body, he still drank in pain, and his clothes were covered with blood and wine!

Everyone's attention was focused here, and Yunyang's army quickly sent reinforcements here.

Lord Yunyang mobilized his troops, his face gloomy. He knew very well that Wangdongying was fighting with all his might, but the army that was determined to die on the battlefield was always the most difficult to deal with. He was at the scene when the previous generation of the White Clothes fought a desperate battle, so it was impossible for him not to be shocked.

He was very afraid that this battle would directly destroy the morale of his own army, and that he would suffer heavy losses in the subsequent siege.

Most armies will collapse if they lose 10%, and elite troops will begin to retreat after a 20% to 30% loss.

Because once the army formation is broken, the survivors will trample on each other, the commander's orders will no longer be communicated efficiently, the soldiers can't find their own positions, and they don't know what to do next. Most importantly, they don't know whether the people around them will escape, and the final result is a total rout.

But Wang Dongying knows very well what he wants to do, and he also knows that the people around him will do it with him.

Only by quickly destroying Wangdong Camp can the Yunyang army be completely stabilized, and then slowly nibble on those tough guys in Xuanjia Camp.

The siege started instantly, and Yunyang's generals were well aware of the situation. After all, Wangdong Camp had less than 2,000 people. Even if they had to sacrifice their lives, Yunyang could bury them directly on the front battlefield. Luger planned to lead the Black Armor Camp to rescue, but the Yunyang Guards who had been wandering outside the battlefield cut in at this time. The iron armor of the Black Armor Camp was enough to withstand the attack of ordinary soldiers, but it could not gain any advantage in front of this special army with an average strength of more than four times. The shield soldiers were quickly broken, and the two sides were constantly losing people.

"Wang Dongying!!"

In the sea of ​​people, Juanbai shouted loudly, stabbed the spear in his hand into the chest of a Yunyang soldier, and said loudly:

"Hold your knives firmly and open your eyes wide! If you can survive today, I will make sure that no one in the world will dare to call themselves elite in front of us!"

21. Survive, together

No need to think.

No need to hesitate.

No need to fear.

Let's put aside all worries and concerns, put life and death aside, and let those cowards in Yunyang who are only good for show see what a real army looks like!

The soldiers of Wangdong Battalion refused to retreat, and the Shaoyu Battalion behind them had already begun to consider ways to provide support. The battalion commander of Shaoyu Battalion, Ming Qian, was also filled with enthusiasm, but he knew very well that he could not just follow Wangdong Battalion and rush forward. The best way was to find a way to divert part of Yunyang's army. His eyes swept around the battlefield and finally landed on the middle formation where the Yunyang lord was, and he began to calculate the benefits and costs of a strong attack there.

The Black Armor Battalion gritted its teeth and pinned down the most elite Yunyang Guards on its side. Thanks to the strong defensive power of their heavy armor, and the fact that the battlefield here was close to the sphere of influence of Yuxi City, the protection of the territory and the protection of the military formation took effect at the same time. Even the Yunyang Guards, who were individually very powerful, could not defeat them for a while. In the chaos, the Black Armor Battalion suffered heavy casualties, but many experienced warriors in the Yunyang Guards were chopped to the ground by ordinary soldiers. The blood of countless people mixed together, and the originally black armor turned dark red.

Selaginella led the Wangdong Camp and continued to rush forward.

The casualties had exceeded 30% at least, but all the people still fought bravely without looking back.

Selaginella's hand holding the spear was trembling slightly, and he could no longer remember how many people he had sent flying. His past life was vivid in his mind, yet it seemed to be fading away. His consciousness began to blur as he lost his strength, and what remained was an instinct almost like that of a wild animal.

Ming Qian, the commander of Shao Yu Battalion, narrowed his eyes and issued an order. The young soldiers who graduated from the military academy began to split into three groups and circled in a huge arc to the place where the Lord of Yunyang was. They were equipped with many new weapons developed by Yuxi City. As long as they got close, they would be able to cause effective damage to the unprepared opponents.

Even most of the people who rushed forward never came back.

The shouting and killing sounds from Wangdong Camp continued.

The army in Yunyang began to get a little confused. At least half of them had never been to the battlefield, nor did they have any reason to risk their lives. They were paid well in Yunyang, married and had children, and lived a happy life. This time they came here just to make achievements and get a title for their wives and children, but they didn't expect that their opponents were far more fearless than they imagined.

Their courage actually comes from the self-confidence cultivated in a greenhouse, which is the so-called one-go-all-in approach.

The second time, it will decline, and the third time, it will be exhausted.

When nearly half of the Wangdong camp was damaged, Yunyang's army had already started to trample on each other on a small scale.

Some people want to run away, some people don't want to confront these lunatics head-on.

Although not many people do this, the blow to morale is undoubtedly huge.

At this moment, the sound of a gong suddenly came from afar, pulling back Selaginella's sanity, which had almost drifted away. Selaginella turned around and confirmed that it was his own signal to withdraw troops, and his body suddenly felt lighter. He swept his spear across to force back several Yunyang soldiers who had just surrounded him, and began to quickly check the surrounding situation.

The blood-thirsty soldiers of the Wangdong Camp did not react immediately when they heard the horn, but soon, their charge slowed down. Most of them began to look at their companions in confusion, their surging blood could not be completely calmed for a while, and their desire to kill was still high.

In the chaos, Selaginella shouted:

"The soldiers of Yunyang are no longer to be feared. The surviving brothers, come back with me! There will be more battles like this in the future, and you will be able to kill to your heart's content soon! Now listen to the general and the city lord, retreat, don't fight to the end! Leave some people behind to cover my retreat, and the rest of you go back to defend the city first!"

The sound of the gong was like a warning bell. Not only Selaginella, but also the remaining soldiers of Wangdong Camp suddenly remembered that they were not here to die or to exchange lives, but to show the momentum of Yuxi City. It was just that it was difficult to show momentum, and everyone had to push themselves to the extreme. When they came to their senses, they were already driven forward by the long-suppressed emotions and immersed in the fight for their lives.

It would be satisfying to just rush forward like this, but their services are still needed in the battle to defend the city.

The soldiers of Wangdong Camp looked at Yunyang's army with hatred and began to retreat in an organized and disciplined manner. Yunyang's senior generals also realized at this time that these people could not be released no matter what, otherwise they would be more difficult to deal with next time they met. So one general drew his sword and stepped forward, shouting:

"Kill them!! Don't let them return to Xiaxin City--!!"

Yunyang's army hesitated for a moment, but they still swept in. At this moment, a scarlet circular magic circle lit up in the sky, and a strong wind blew. A bunch of purple lightning fell like a rainstorm and exploded above Yunyang's army. The strong light made everyone unable to open their eyes, and the crackling lightning and thunder at close range made people feel cold in their hearts. Although these thunderstorms were eventually blocked by Yunyang's military formation, Yunyang's army subconsciously contracted the formation and gave Wangdongying time to evacuate safely.

Lord Yunyang looked towards the city wall and saw a white-haired female magician standing there, her black robe fluttering in the wind, her white jade-like fingers holding a strangely shaped staff, and her pair of golden eyes looking coldly in this direction. At that moment Lord Yunyang subconsciously looked away, he felt that he was not looking at an ordinary human being, but more like being quietly stared at by a ferocious and cold-blooded venomous snake.

A thunderstorm of this scale naturally cannot last too long, but on the battlefield, this period of time is enough.

The Yunyang army, not knowing whether the other side had any tricks up their sleeve, did not choose to pursue for a while. Juanbai led his men to repel the last wave of attacks, looked at the Yunyang army formation, and suddenly swung out the spear in his hand. The spear stabbed at a senior general of Yunyang, and although it was blocked by the well-prepared Yunyang guards, the sound of the spear falling into the Yunyang army formation was ironic enough.

Lord Yunyang clenched his teeth, and his fingers made crackling sounds.

In this war, he still had an absolute advantage. Although the enemy retreated to Xiaxin City, the Wangdong Camp, which fought the most fiercely, had lost nearly half of its troops, and the Xuanjia Camp, which was steadily advancing and overcoming obstacles, had lost at least two or three hundred people. Although Yunyang had paid more than twice the sacrifice, this number was nothing compared to Yunyang's army.

It was just this feeling that made him feel extremely uncomfortable.

For a moment, he even wanted to personally lead his men to rush forward at all costs and kill all those who dared to stand in his way, but he didn't do it after all. On the one hand, he was not sure whether Yuxi City had any other backup plans, and on the other hand, the members of Shaoyu Camp had been lingering on the edge of the battlefield and constantly firing cold guns to harass, shooting and killing several low-level generals at the level of lieutenant colonel in the Yunyang Army, using their flexible characteristics to constantly interfere with the operation of the Yunyang Army.

There was one thing he didn't want to admit. For a moment, his troops were frightened by the enemy's desperate fighting style. If he continued to charge, he no longer had full confidence in his troops.

Lord Yunyang took a last look at the young man on the wall of Xiaxin City who was helping Fang Shisan push the wheelchair.

Reed was also looking at him.

The moment their eyes met, Reed smiled at him.

It's as if to say, this is just the beginning.

22. The Eve of the Siege

In the evening, Li Yi, who had slept for a whole day, came out of the military tent. When he saw the mess outside, he was stunned.

To be honest, he really didn't pay much attention to this war, because he thought that with Yunyang's army approaching, Li De would either hide in the city and not come out, and be taken down one city after another, or come out to fight desperately, leaving behind some seemingly heroic stories and then being directly flattened. He was already waiting to see Li De kneeling down and begging for mercy, but he didn't expect that from what he saw, the two sides should have fought very fiercely.

Xiaxin City was intact and had not suffered any attacks, which meant that the two sides must have fought in the wilderness.

But why did the fight turn out like this when the Yunyang side had the advantage in numbers and equipment when the two sides came into close combat?

Li Yi couldn't understand.

He didn't know what his mood was. Yunyang's army had suffered a loss, and he should have felt pain, but now he felt a sense of gloating in his heart. The last time Li Yi led his troops to attack Yuxi City, he ended up being taken prisoner. Although he was rescued, he could feel that the eyes of the Yunyang lord and those senior generals were full of disappointment and even ridicule when they looked at him.

Although the Lord of Yunyang did not want to change the prince, many of the senior generals of Yunyang had already begun to secretly contact other princes of Yunyang, and Li Yi's position in their hearts was precarious. Li Yi actually knew all of this, so this time when he saw his father and those generals who looked down on him being defeated, Li Yi felt a little happy.

You see, it’s not my problem, is it?

You will be the same if you come, maybe even worse than me!

In such a complex psychological struggle, Li Yi stayed in the empty space for a long time. It was not until he felt a little weight on his shoulder that he came to his senses and turned his head to look behind him. He saw the petite girl Ah Ping standing on tiptoe, trying to put a coat on him.

Seeing Li Yi looking at him, Ah Ping smiled shyly and said:

"I'm afraid you're cold, so I'll get you some clothes to put on."

Li Yi looked at her, snorted, and said:

"It's no use trying to please me. You've seen it, my father doesn't trust me at all and keeps me locked up in the military tent all day. I led my own men to fight, but ended up losing. I don't know when I can get my revenge. Damn it, I don't know why my brother got so lucky that he could win the battle without doing anything."

Ah Ping smiled softly, listening to Li Yi's complaints, but her little hand gently pulled the corner of Li Yi's clothes and whispered:

"I think it was because the Lord didn't trust the Crown Prince that we didn't win the battle the first time. I don't know much about war, but the Crown Prince was clearly well prepared and had plenty of experience, but he was locked up in the military tent. It's really unfair."

A Ping waved his little fist, as if to stand up for Li Yi.

Li Yi only felt a surge of warmth in his heart, but he still said:

"Who knows... But if I were in command, at least we wouldn't lose so shamefully. We have 20,000 elite soldiers. Even 20,000 pigs should be able to break the enemy's formation. What a bunch of losers."

He paused, looked at Ah Ping again, and said:

"But don't say such things again. If my father hears you, he will accuse you of something and kill you."

Ah Ping shrank his shoulders in fear, his pupils trembled slightly, he bit his lips lightly with his pearly teeth, sniffed, and answered in a low voice:

"Know it."

Seeing Ah Ping's pitiful and aggrieved look, Li Yi couldn't help but clench his fists. This girl was obviously doing it for his own good, but he had to scold her. But wasn't Ah Ping telling the truth? If Lord Yunyang hadn't put him under house arrest in the military tent, if Lord Yunyang hadn't insisted on leading his troops to attack the city, would he have to live such a miserable life now?

Ah Ping loosened the hand that was holding his sleeve, then gently wrapped his two hands around Li Yi's clenched fist, and said with a faint smile:

"But I believe that there will always be a chance for you to show your talents. Ah Ping will be waiting by your side, but when that day comes, you must not forget Ah Ping."

Li Yi nodded, and felt his blood boiling again.

To be honest, if he hadn't been under house arrest for this period of time, he wouldn't care about a girl like Ah Ping. But now he felt like he was banished to the cold palace, so the meeting between the two seemed so precious. Ah Ping's soft voice and sweet smile were like moonlight shining into his heart. The most important thing was that even though he was so self-destructive now, this girl still regarded him as her hero.

Li Yi took a deep breath, told himself to cheer up, and find a way to take his power back!

In the Yunyang military tent, Lord Yunyang rarely lost his temper. He just listened to the reports from the generals in silence.

Although they performed poorly in the battle, they were able to analyze the battle situation clearly and point out where Yuxi City fought well today. For example, this war was a life-and-death battle for Yuxi City. Their soldiers were determined to die, so they would naturally win. Another example was that the city defense array set up by Fang Shisan was not an ordinary one after all, which gave the brave soldiers the possibility to charge. In addition, the soldiers of Yuxi City obeyed orders and reacted very quickly. They were clearly in a killing spree, but they were able to quickly wake up when they heard the gong and began to retreat in an orderly manner...

Lord Yunyang listened to their praises and knew that they were mostly words meant to shirk responsibility.

No one wants to admit that the soldiers under his command are incompetent, so they can only try their best to raise the opponent to a very high level.

The generals were still discussing eagerly, but Lord Yunyang just slammed the table heavily, and the teacup jumped up, and the lid tilted to the side. Lord Yunyang looked at the people present with a murderous look, and said in a deep and deep voice:

"Tomorrow morning, we will storm the Heart City."

There was no room for negotiation, just a brief order.

The generals were stunned for a moment, then nodded and began to discuss the specific tactics. For them, the siege was more or less good news. On the one hand, many of the men in Yuxi City were killed on the front battlefield, and on the other hand, Xiaxin City had not been under Lide's command for long, and the people there were not like the soldiers who would risk their lives to defend the city.

The few people in Yuxi City are spread out on the city wall, which will easily lead to a situation where the military force is dispersed and the reserve force is weak. Once Yunyang can find a breakthrough, it will be easy to take down Xiaxin City. Tonight, the bounty will be clarified to the soldiers again. As long as the money is enough, they will naturally rush forward tomorrow.

Lord Yunyang took a sip of tea, then looked around at the people present, and spoke in a voice full of majesty: