Wu Shixiong had made many mistakes, but he did one thing wrong. He did not expect that the Chu army would dare to go out of the city to fight. You know, there were only more than 6,000 defenders in the entire Jiaodong City, half of which were the Shuntian Army with weak combat power. Yes, in Wu Shixiong's mind, the Shuntian Army was weak, far inferior to the army he commanded. Such power was slightly insufficient even if he was based on the city. If the reserve team was digging out, those who could climb the city to fight could be imagined.

Using the thick smoke that covers the sky and the sun to launch a full-scale siege, and then wait for an opportunity to adjust the attack focus according to the opponent's reaction. This is Wu Shixiong's wishful thinking, but Jiang Tao's reaction was far beyond his expectations.

Do you want to fight against chaos? But do you still have an advantage in numbers? After the initial surprise, Wu Shixiong was happy, so let's kill. In this situation, everyone's ability to exert is almost the same!

However, the development of the battle situation was far beyond Wu Shixiong's expectations. The enemies opposite him were all soldiers who had experienced wars transferred from the eastern border army. They were once the most elite group of people who fought against the Qi people. They were the direct descendants of Cheng Wuben's direct descendants. The powerfulness and complexity of the enemy they faced were even more than that of now.

After all, Wu Shixiong was just a county soldier and had never fought too many tough battles. One thing he did not expect was that the more complicated the situation was, the more he was able to find the soldiers' adaptability and adaptability.

Unfortunately, the enemy opposite him is precisely these extremely capable armies. They are calm in the face of danger and are the most basic quality of a strong army.

The Chu army leaving the city was next to each other, forming a large circular formation, with three layers inside and three layers outside. In the middle was commander Cheng Wenjie. The officer was surrounded by a few drummers, who relied on the changes in the rhythm of the drum beats to adjust their tactics in time.

This man stood still and did not move the round formation. Whenever he encountered the Wu tribe of this round formation, he would be smashed in an instant. It was like a bottomless pit, devouring the soldiers of the Wu tribe in a continuous manner.

In front of Wu's army, the enemy was like a hard reef, allowing them to slap wildly, but they found nothing except loud sounds.

A soldier dressed in Wu's army wandered on the battlefield like a ghost, in the chaotic Wu's army, and no one noticed that this person was wandering in the team.

Jia Xin is an assassin with a reputation in the world. He is the best among a mysterious army formed by Cheng Wuben in the Eastern Frontier Army. His martial arts are not particularly outstanding, at level 8, but he is the most experienced assassin and killer. Disguise, hide, and assassination are their specialties. Among the Eastern Frontier Army, they are a force that makes Qi also suffer from. Their identity is mysterious and does not exist on the surface, so there is no way to find their information. Even the ghosts of Qi only have a scattered understanding of this army, but these can only be obtained after killing these people.

The reason why it is said to be killed rather than captured is that since the beginning of the establishment of this army, one has never been captured alive in decades, either they escaped or died.

Jiang Tao is Cheng Wuben's confidant general. This time, Baoqing was shouldering a heavy responsibility. Cheng Wuben transferred Jia Xin to Jiang Tao to protect him in person. With Jia Xin here, there was basically no chance to assassinate or something.

After Jia Xin left the city, he did not join the Chu army, but soon mingled into the rebels' team in thick smoke, silently killed a rebel, took off his clothes, put them on himself, and mixed in the opponent's team, looking for the opponent's supreme commander, Wu Shixiong.

Unlike the Chu army who used drums to command the army, Wu Shixiong's team basically relied on his voice to shout. For an army, ordinary soldiers are easy to train, but a qualified drummer is not so easy to train. As long as a drummer hits a wrong node on the battlefield, it will bring a devastating disaster. Without years of training, he would not dare to go to the battlefield. On the battlefield, even a drummer who is qualified in training may make mistakes due to tension. Such talents are simply impossible to have without long-term accumulation. Moreover, on the battlefield, such drummers are the targets that the opponent is focused on killing. If a battle is fought, several such carefully trained drummers may be lost.

It is because a drummer is too difficult to raise a drummer, and the goal is also great on the battlefield, so the Death Camp abandoned this tradition and instead used a bamboo whistle. The training is as difficult, but the goal is much smaller.

After wandering around for a while, Jia Xin soon heard Wu Shixiong's angry roar coming from the thick fog. He was urging his soldiers to launch wave after wave of attacks.

Following the sound, the first thing that caught my eye was a huge thing. Jia Xin slowly approached and suddenly found that it was a coffin. Wu Shixiong stood on the side of the coffin. In front of him, several generals were scolded by him so much that they could not raise their heads. In the smoke, the battle had been almost half an hour. They were still firmly pressed to the place about a hundred meters outside the city. The outline of Jiaodong City appeared and disappeared in the smoke, but the Chu army was like a huge millstone, constantly grinding away their flesh and blood.

"Observation, attack, attack at all costs, Chu people are also humans, and they only have one head. If they cut down with one knife, they will still bleed and die." Wu Shixiong shouted frantically, waving the big knife in his hand, "Don't mention any casualties to me, look back, General Wu is looking at you."

"General, if we do not care about casualties, even if we defeat the Chu army, what can we do if we take Jiaodongcheng? Do we still have the strength to fight Moro?" A general shouted in grief and anger, "General, stay with the green mountains, don't worry about the lack of firewood!"

After hearing this, Wu Shixiong laughed without being angry, and seemed crazy, "Hahaha, the green mountains are gone long ago, there is still firewood there, what are you afraid of if you have all the fire? If we have all the fire, they will feel good? Molo, Molo, even if I die, I will not let you live well. Haha, do you know, the Taiping Army is always behind us, I have fought all the helper of Molo, a bastard. When the Taiping Army comes, can Molo still have a way out? Hahaha, if you kill my boss, I will destroy everything you have."

Seeing the crazy Wu Shixiong, many generals were pale. They really didn't expect that their leader had never thought of winning from beginning to end, but just wanted to use these tens of thousands of people as consumables and become a stepping stone for the success of the Taiping Army.

"General!"

"Don't say it, I'm determined. This is the battlefield. Either you die or I die. General Wu is watching whether we can avenge him! He is staring at us in the coffin!" He held a corner of the coffin and lifted it hard. The lid of the coffin flew away. He pressed his hands on one end of the coffin, and the coffin stood up halfway. Inside the coffin, Wu Xin, with a helmet and armor, looked pale, and his big, godless eyes were staring ahead.

Jia Xin made a mistake and was at the back of the coffin. He shook his wrist and a very thin sword appeared in his hand. His whole body was almost completely attached to the coffin. He slowly raised his hand, and the thin sword silently passed through the cracks of the coffin and slowly poked out of the coffin.

As he approached inch by inch by minute, he suddenly accelerated. With a squeak, a half-foot-long thin sword suddenly poked out of the coffin and stabbed accurately into Wu Shixiong's soft flank.

Wu Shixiong's roaring voice suddenly subsided, and he turned around in disbelief and looked at the thin sword poked out from the coffin.

The generals facing Wu Shixiong were even more stunned. From their perspective, it seemed as if Wu Xin suddenly drew a sword from the coffin and inserted it into Wu Shixiong's waist with a sword.

"General Wu!" A general screamed in dismay, his legs became weak, and he actually knelt on the ground with a loud bang.

Jia Xin is a great expert in killing people. After this sword, even if Wu Shixiong had extraordinary martial arts cultivation, he just looked back and didn't even say a word, and then fell heavily.

Wu Shixiong used thick smoke to cover up the sky and the sun to hide his attack, but he never expected that the chaos would become the fatal reason for his own destruction. If it were clearly a chariot and horse force, Jia Xin would not be able to get close to Wu Shixiong, who was among thousands of troops. Even if he got close, it would not be possible not to arouse Wu Shixiong's alertness. With Wu Shixiong's cultivation level, if he could not succeed in one blow, he would not have a second chance.

"Wu Shixiong asked us to die in vain. What else do we want such a person to do?" Jia Xin did not want his sword after a blow, and roared with a pinched voice. His body suddenly retreated, and disappeared into the thick smoke in an instant.

As soon as Jia Xin left, the coffin suddenly landed on the ground. Several rebel generals looked at me, I looked at you, and then looked at Wu Xin in the coffin. Wu Shixiong, who was slowly flowing with blood, looked at each other for a moment, suddenly nodded at the same time, turned around and ran into the thick fog.

After a while, the rebels retreated like a tide, and the roar of retreating soldiers rang everywhere. In the thick smoke, Cheng Wenjie was not sure about the situation, worried that it was the other party's conspiracy, and did not issue an order to pursue. Once such smoke started chasing, it would no longer be able to maintain its formation. It would be really necessary to be pulled back to the same level by Wu Shixiong.

The Chu army stood quietly in place, keeping alert, but the thick smoke coming from the opposite side became thinner and thinner, and the vision gradually became clearer. The first thing that caught my eye was the huge coffin.
Chapter completed!