Chapter 47 Nightmare, Total Extinction

"Is this a war...?"

Mengyang's samurai Mumu held a knife and stared at the galloping warriors past. For a moment, they didn't know whether they had been abandoned by God, or since they met such a cavalry that should not exist in the world, they had decided not to care about them.

On the battlefield, the fanatical horse is the god.

General Zhentian still stood calmly on the tower and looked down at the tragic battlefield below. He could not see joy and anger, or even a trace of emotion. His whole eyes were like a whirlpool of torrents, which rolled everything into those eyes. The body under Yuebai's armor was as cold as the snowy mountains in the north, and the deputy general Ye Jiangqu felt that the hair on his back stood up... General Zhentian was always so calm, but no one knew what kind of storm was brewing under his peaceful face, but one could be sure that the anger in the general's heart burst out. When he came, no one could bear it. The name of General Zhentian was more than just words.

"Very good, really..." The general sneered at the corners of his mouth. His eyes narrowed dangerously and looked at the warriors who rode unscurely across Mengyang, leaving a pool of bloody mud... The general's face was still very calm, but his tone was as powerful as a knife and axe, full of murderous intent.

"Humph - do you think you can break my defense with Shen Guo's machine? It's too arrogant..." The general sneered and said, "The order is to abandon the first shield wall, push forward, bite the first shield wall, and trap the enemy inside. The third shield wall is also pushed forward to withstand the second shield wall. The two shield walls are merged, and their broken city cone is no longer useful!"

Ye Jiangqu was stunned, his face changed, and he said, "General, this is not appropriate. Between the first shield wall and the second shield wall, there are also our warriors. If we advance so rashly, we will be trapped in our own warriors..."

"They can't live..." The general said faintly, with a voice of suppressed sadness. If soldiers are sent to save them, the loss will be greater... Do as I order will make some sense to their death!"

The vice general's heart suddenly became heavy. Is this the fate of the soldiers? In order to win the overall situation, he can abandon it when necessary... He turned his head and looked at the Mengyang warrior sandwiched in the rolling iron flow on the battlefield below, and a sense of sadness gushed out, and such a strong sadness flooded him defenselessly - didn't he just kill him step by step from the soldiers? Although he is a disciple of the branch of the Ye family, every boy of the Ye family must practice in the army for three years as an adult. He deeply knows what the lowest soldiers and warriors are eager for... It's nothing more than being able to eat, make money, and live to return to their hometown, that's all! Are you going to kill him yourself now?

The deputy general raised his head and hit the deep eyes of the army. In the general's eyes, there was irresistible majesty, like the whole head of the huge mountain. The military order was like a mountain - he took a deep breath, picked up the horns at his waist, puffed up his cheeks and blew the trumpet.

Mengyang's warriors have been trained to judge what kind of command is, especially in this heavy machine that is controlled by multiple people. Different voices represent different commands, and the whole army can coordinate the control of the machine. Like now, the low to high horn blown by the vice general is to bite the three shield walls together, and the second shield wall bites with the first shield wall that has been destroyed, trapping the enemy inside.

At first, Mengyang's warriors were stunned when they heard such an order. They saw Mengyang's own warriors behind the first and second shield walls! Can't believe that their ears really heard such an order. They looked up at the general standing on the tower. The general was as sharp as a cold sword, and the brocade behind him was hunting. Every warrior saw the eyes of General Zhentian. Those unquestionable and majestic eyes seemed that those eyes were the universe and the whole starry sky.

The general's mind is already clear. Until the vice general blew such a command for the second time, the low horn sounded like a heavy rhinoceros horn, hitting the surprised Mengyang warrior fiercely, and the whole army woke up like a dream.

The captain of the second shield wall in front roared with tears: "The second shield wall, push forward, bite with the first shield wall, and hang the enemy inside..."

No one hesitates anymore. This is the military order. Born to death, the warrior can see that the thousands of Mengyang warriors below can no longer survive. In the eyes of the tyrannical horse, they are not enemies fighting against them at all, but a group of ants who have stepped on the dead or alive.

Su He smiled fiercely, and his voice hidden under the helmet was low and hoarse: "If you want to walk on the ant without its life, it is difficult to grasp the strength between them!" His war horse stood up again, chopped down the heavy horseshoe, and stepped on a warrior of Mengyang under his hoof. The warrior's mouth and nose spewed a dark red blood, and he couldn't live... For these escaped Mengyang warriors, he didn't even have the interest in waving his knife to kill them, so he drove the war horse to step on it, ** naked contempt shi......

He lifted his face armor and looked at the south tower of the erratic city. Is that the gateway to Mengyang Imperial Capital? They took so much effort to kill from where to get the wealth accumulated by Mengyang for hundreds of years, so that the clan can get through this winter safely. That's the purpose of their war - that's all.

Let the trembling vigorous horses and gongs of the whole south ride down from the north like donkey cavalry emperors who can compare southerners' horses, just grab money, food and women like a group of bandits? If history is really written like this, it is estimated that future generations will laugh to death, but the truth is that poor grassland people just want to live better, which is so simple. Their hearts are like the endless grassland, like the endless sky at a glance. They are a group of eagles flying in the sky, but when they are hungry, they will hover from the sky and fly down. Their wings drum out of the wind of pain. All creatures can only crawl and wait for the eagle's claws and sharp beak to tear their throats. long......

Su He's eyes seemed to be pulled. Suddenly, he saw the sword-like figure on the tall tower, and the brocade was hunting, like thousands of banners surging. The torch on the tower was coated with a layer of fiery red light on his moonlight armor, and the whole person stood like that, as if he was the only light source between heaven and earth, and even the sun, moon and stars would fade. Mengyang's general Zhentian... Su He's heart became nervous again, and the previous contempt for Mengyang people had to be suppressed by the reason in his heart... Mengyang is also such a daunting hero!

General Zhentian seemed to feel her eyes. He slowly turned his head and looked down at Su He condescendingly. Saihan, then smiled, with a faint smile like a beautiful river and mountains ambushing thousands of troops and horses. A sense of uneasiness surged in Su He's heart. He pulled down his armor and hid his face behind his face. He really didn't have the courage to look at that person. He was just a martial artist with force, but the other party was not only above him, but also made him feel that Shifang Tianluo was murderous. I have to pay attention to it.

Su He suddenly had a feeling that they seemed to be preying under the dragon's eyes. The dragon would tell them that they swallowed it at any time, but the dragon is still looking at them with a playful heart. If it is tired of it, it is the death of all of them.

He shouted: "Cruce this group of Mengyang people again and let them know what is a magnificent ride..." Su He has decided to kill this group of Mengyang people and take more than 10,000 avant-garde warriors back to the army. He only felt that he was between the narrow first shield wall and the second shield wall. The unbearable depression, looking up is just a line of sky between two shield walls, just like an eagle trapped in a cage...

Suddenly, the war horse hissed uneasily. Su He, sitting on the war horse, felt the vibration under the horse's hoof. Perhaps he and his horse were still, and he felt the tremor of the earthquake more clearly. And other warriors who are driving horses have not realized that the earth is trembling and hissing, as if a giant is going to break out and bury them...

He looked up uneasily. How did the sky between the two high shield walls become narrow? The roar became louder and louder, and a sound of machinery was as frustling human bones. He was surprised to find that the second shield wall, which was 12 feet high, closed to the first shield wall. The tremor sound of the earth was clearly the sound of pushing tens of thousands of pounds of shield wall when the machine was running... It was getting narrower and narrower, and the sky was almost just a narrow gap...

Is this going to bite them all? Su He thought in horror... More than 10,000 vigorous rides, they can't afford to lose...

Su He roared desperately, "Withdraw, withdraw, get out of here..."

The magnificent riders, who were still immersed in the pleasure of killing, did not find themselves in danger at all, and the roaring reminders of Su and General were drowned out by the cheers of the warriors, the screams of Mengyang warriors, the trembling of the earth, and the roar of the machine. The first shield wall and the second shield wall are like huge mouths that are closing. He turned his head and saw the Mitsubishi spikes slowly approaching the second shield wall - there is no doubt that they will be pierced...

"Stop, stop..." Su He roared, "All the warriors leave here immediately..." He felt that the vocal cords were about to tear apart, and his mind roared. He couldn't imagine how much it would be to lose if more than 10,000 people rode to death here... This is a generation of Chi Na Si people who couldn't slow down...

When he saw General Zhentian's expressionless, silent and cold face, the cold air in his heart suddenly gushed out and surrounded him fiercely... Is this the consequence of annoying this man? General Zhentian, will the sky suppress it?

The war horse took a long leap, and it was amazingly four feet away. Su He almost rubbed his armor with the ground spikes on the shield wall. As soon as he came out, the second shield wall completely bit the first shield wall, and a palpitating scream came out, and finally hundreds of vigorous horses were swallowed up.

Su He lifted his face armor, and his face had lost the last trace of blood, pale as death. He sat on the horse and gasped, and the screams of riding in the shield wall were still coming out, and there was a fishy smell of blood in the gap... He felt as if he was standing in front of the hell gate, and the evil spirits inside were tearing up the samurai...

More than 10,000 vigorous rides are completely destroyed!! A nightmare!!!

This is an immeasurable loss for the heroic riders with only more than 40,000 people, only the general Suhe. Saihan came back with a life.

Su He looked at the sharp and compelling figure on the tower again and saw the man nodded to him with a faint smile. Is this the most terrible general of Mengyang? Killing more than 10,000 vigorous riders so lightly? Su He felt that he had no strength to be angry. He turned his horse's head and ran to the large army behind him.

There, his people looked at their proud vigorous riding and destroyed only one general, with a ghost-like grief and fear in their hearts.

In the tower, Vice General Ye Jiangqu raised a long iron bow, put on an arrow and pulled the bow at Su He's back center - he was sure to hit this distance -

But the general turned his head to look at him, reached out and pressed his bowed arm and shook his head at him.

He felt how powerful and irresistible the general's hand on his arm was. He looked at the general's side face and said, "General..."

"Let him live! Let him live. What happened tonight will be a nightmare of his life. It will be engraved in his heart until death and brought to his grave! He wanted to forget everything, but these memories would emerge in his sleep and bite his soul fiercely. As a vigorous general, what could be more painful than this?

The general's emotionless voice came through the smell of blood in the air, which was cruel and terrible.