Jian Haoyuan was killed in battle. In this attack led by him, more than half of the two thousand soldiers in the main attack on the embankment died, and the remaining half also temporarily lost their combat effectiveness. This result made Ding Qiu almost go crazy. Looking at the enemy's defense line cut in half, Ding Qiu pulled out the iron spear inserted beside him with a choke and said to Jian Haoyuan's body: "Brother, on the road to the underworld, you walk slowly, stay for a while, and wait for me to carry the head of your enemy for you."

After saying this, Ding Qiu strode towards the mountain on the left, pointing his iron spear far away, "The Northern Army advances!"

"The Northern Army won thousands of victories!" The soldiers threw away the steamed buns that had not been eaten yet, kicked over the meat soup in the iron pot, picked up swords and guns, took big steps, and rushed towards the enemy defense line on the left.

Before Gu Taichong's smile could be completely dropped, he saw the tide of the Northern Army coming. He was stunned. In his imagination, the opponent who suffered such a severe injury would have to rest for a while to calm the trauma and restore morale.

His idea was not wrong, but this was only for ordinary troops. For the Lucheng Camp of the Northern Expedition Army, this kind of strike was nothing, because since the army was formed, this force had experienced bloody battles with more than half of the losses, and the reduction of more than half of the personnel would not affect their morale at all. There were several more miserable cases than this. What's more, the losses suffered just were only reduced by more than a thousand people. For Lucheng Camp, this would not have any other thoughts except to inspire their morale and murderous aura.

Countless thunderbolt cannons turned their heads and bombarded the mountain peaks on the left. The soldiers carried the demon-subduing crossbow and crawled up along the hillside. Ding Qiu rushed to the front of the team.

The power of anger was hard to resist. The Gu Chen army, which had already lost its troops and generals, was divided into two halves. Just one hour later, Ding Qiu stepped onto the opponent's defense line. Ding Qiu, who had armor all over his body, was now like a hedgehog, with arrows inserted into his body. However, the armor tailor-made for the senior generals of the Zhengbei Army made him almost not hurt. He didn't care about the slightest flesh and blood injury. Ding Qiu, who had been in the battle of Fengkou and was in danger of fighting, had almost no effect on him. In other words, he would react and remember the pain after the war was over.

Now Ding Qiu even had an iron mask on his face, and it was really a moving iron rack. As the arrows of this army, he and his personal soldiers unstoppably stepped onto the opponent's defense line.

His appearance was so scary. A devil's mask and the tail of the feather arrow that shaking when he moved his body. In the eyes of his opponent, he had never seen or heard of those who were still alive after being hit by such an arrow.

Ding Qiu sucked and spitted his spear, and every shot was stabbed out, a life would be taken.

"No living!" This is a sentence Ding Qiu said when he attacked. The soldiers who followed him executed this order without fail, even if they met wounded soldiers whose enemy had lost their resistance, they would cut them mercilessly.

Gu Taichong and Zhen Ang could only escape and ran to another mountain.

Ding Qiu chased them with his tail, chasing them tightly, biting his opponent's tail and directly breaking their second line of defense.

The angry Lucheng Camp of the Northern Army was unstoppable. Ding Qiu drove around most of the mountain like a rabbit, and drove Gu Taichong and Chen Ang to the right mountain. In the short-term handover, he quickly defeated the opponent's resistance. The opponent had no way to escape and could only escape to the bottom of the mountain. However, halfway up the mountain, the Northern Army had crossbows set up a line of death for them, and was constantly escaping. He fell down and the army of Gu Taichong and Chen Ang became less and less.

A glimmer of dawn gradually appeared in the sky, and it was almost dawn. This battle lasted for a whole night.

Ding Qiu surrounded Gu Taichong and Zhen Ang on the top of the mountain.

Looking at the murderous army of the Northern Expedition, Gu Taichong and Chen Ang were desperately facing each other back to back.

Ding Qiu narrowed his eyes and looked at his opponent. With a snap, the iron spear was inserted into the ground. The personal soldiers behind him quickly pulled out the arrows on his body and chased him all the way. Many of the arrows on Ding Qiu's body had been blocked by branches in the forest. Perhaps some of them were pulled out and thrown away by him because they hindered his actions. Even so, the personal soldiers still pulled out dozens of feathered arrows from him, and the blood dyed the armor red, which looked scary.

After fighting for a night, a lot of blood was shed. Even Ding Qiu's body was a little dizzy at this time.

"That bastard ordered the dam to break the dam?" Ding Qiu asked in a hoarse voice. His voice seemed very calm at this time, but because of this, it seemed to be yin and erotic.

No one spoke to more than a hundred enemy troops.

Ding Qiu sneered, "Speak up, I will spare the lives of other people. Otherwise, you will accompany him to hell, crossbowman, prepare!"

Countless powerful crossbows and short crossbows were lifted up, and the crossbow arrows shining with cold light aimed at more than a hundred enemy troops in the circle.

Under the shadow of death, the opponent finally retreated. More than a hundred people leaning close together slowly retreated, revealing the two people in the middle, Gu Taichong and Zhen Ang.

"Are both?" Ding Qiu took off his mask and wiped the blood on it hard. He was even more scary when he took off the mask. Half of it was angels and half of it was a devil.

Chen Ang looked at the face and his heart beat twice. He couldn't help but take two steps back and leave Gu Taichong there.

"You are Gu Taichong, you ordered the dam to break the dike?" Ding Qiu smiled, looking very happy.

Gu Taichong looked around and everyone took a step back, making him look even more lonely. Obviously, these people had no idea of ​​dying with him.

In despair, he couldn't help but start from his heart, and evilly aroused his courage. He waved his sword and rushed towards Ding Chong, "So what if it's grandpa, I'll kill you!"

Ding Qiu narrowed his eyes and watched Gu Tai rush towards him. Before he could move, the sound of the short crossbow in his ear sounded. Gu Tai Chong felt like he was punched in front of him. He then leaned back and fell to the ground. Dozens of short crossbows were inserted into his body, leaving only one crossbow tail outside.

Ding Qiu smiled, took the knife from his personal soldiers, and walked forward with great strides. Chen Ang and the others slowly retreated.

Ding Qiu squatted down and chopped it down with a hard knife. Blood suddenly splashed on his face, and he picked up Gu Taichong's head with one hand. He stood up and looked at Chen Ang and others, "Why, don't you put down your weapons, do you still want to resist stubbornly?"

Looking at Ding Qiu, who was holding his head, his face was covered in blood, but he was smiling happily, a knife fell to the ground with a sound of two and three swords and guns falling to the ground.

Ding Qiu smiled happily, turned around and walked down the mountain, but gave an order that made all opponents frightened: "Kill them all!"

The sound of crossbow arrows suddenly rang out, and the screams were endless.

"You are treacherous! You shameless villain!" Chen Ang was caught in several arrows and was still scolding loudly.

Ding Qiu didn't look back at all, "Yes, I'm a lie, so what?" He strode down the mountain, crossed the dead bodies on the ground, and walked towards the starting point of his army. Jian Haoyuan's body was still there, and he promised him to carry the enemy's head to him.

The sun jumped out from the other end of the mountain, sprinkling thousands of golden lights on the battlefield full of blood, and everything was red.

The Six-Eyed Defense Line was broken, and the left wing of Zhao Huang, the main force of Xiangshui Cave, was immediately exposed to the attack of the Northern Army. However, Ding Qiu, who had broken through the Six-Eyed Defense Line in just one day and one night, could not be happy no matter what. Now he was kneeling in Meng Yao's tent, and behind him, his generals were kneeling there together.

Meng Yao sat after the big case, closed his eyes for a while, and finally sighed, "There are one less brothers in the border army in Lucheng, and there are not many more, and there are not many more."

Listening to Meng Yao's words, Ding Qiu finally couldn't help but shout loudly. After the bloody battle, the old brothers of Lu Bian Bianjun were fewer and fewer, and even fewer people could reach Jian Haoyuan's position.

The curtain door of the big tent suddenly opened and walked in alone. Meng Yao was furious and was about to have an attack. When he looked up, he swallowed it back when he reached the edge of his throat. "Prince!" Meng Yao jumped up and strode down.

Looking at Ding Qiu lying on the ground, Yun Zhao stretched out his feet and kicked him, "Get up, I broke through the Six-Eyed Defense Line a day and night, why are our heroes apologizing to you?" The following sentence asked Meng Yao.

"Prince, Jian Haoyuan is dead in battle!" Meng Yao said heavily.

After Yun Zhao walked to the big case, he sat down straight and tapped the table gently with his fingers, "I understand, Jian Haoyuan is a powerful general, he should be the old brother of the Lucheng border army back then!"

"yes!"

"What a pity, Meng Yao and Jian Haoyuan have descendants, right?"

"Yes, in Xingling, my son is ten years old! A woman is the daughter of a local official in Xingling."

"Let's go back and make a private official for his son. In addition, find a better position for his husband and wife, so that his daughter can raise his son well for Jian Haoyuan!"

"Thank you for your care, Prince."

Yun Zhao waved his hand, "This is all about it. Ding Qiu, get up. Meng Yao, what did you see through this?"

"Prince, Ding Qiu is an experienced general. He still made such mistakes in such a war. This is worth our vigilance!" Meng Yao shook his head and said.

"You're right. Our army is used to fighting wars in the north. When we arrived in the south, we were a little unacceptable. First, Yan Xiaoyi was defeated, and then Jian Haoyuan was defeated. Fighting in the south is very different from fighting in the north. In the future, our generals have to learn from the beginning of the mountain war and other wars under various terrain!"

‘The prince said it right. After crossing the river, the terrain became more and more complex. Unlike the northern part, it was easy to fight!” Meng Yao said.
Chapter completed!