Crossing the Sauvignon Blanc

Chapter 234: Xiyan's defeat and Fenglong's capture

"Archers, ready! Fire!"

Arrows were fired at a dense barrage, but facing a battle-hardened warrior, this small number of archers was not intimidated. The Xiyan shield soldiers immediately erected a shield wall to block the attacks. Even the experts could dodge them themselves. Too few archers could not do much.

The general who stayed behind was Long Jingchi, a demon general who was later promoted. He knew the heavy responsibility on his shoulders and would never allow the city gate to be breached. He would defend the city gate until his death and wait for reinforcements.

But the enemy was well prepared. Even if the princess had thickened the design of the city gate, it would not be easy for ordinary masters to break through it. They could not withstand the continuous heavy blows. The city walls and the ground were engulfed in flames of war, and countless corpses were piled on the ground. No one would look at them, or stay for them even for a second. From the moment they became soldiers, their lives no longer belonged to them.

The city gate was finally breached half a day later. The morale of the Xiyan soldiers was high, and their shouts of killing shook the sky.

Long Jingchi fought bloody battles, his body covered in wounds, but his fighting power remained undiminished. This little injury was nothing to him who had just come out of the Death Arena! Haoling was the land of the Emperor Princess, the place that the Lord was supposed to protect. He had lived happily for hundreds of years, and it was a good thing for him. Behind him, there were his wife and children, and he would never allow the dogs of Xiyan to destroy their home.

"Everyone listen up! Even if it means death, we must stop them from entering the city! Protect our families and children! They don't deserve to set foot on any of Haoling's lands!"

"They don't deserve it, kill them!"

At this moment, the united military spirit of Hao Ling's army soared into the sky with loud shouts of killing. Their eyes were firm and fearless, and they held sharp knives tightly in their hands, rushing towards the surging Xiyan army.

As early as half a day ago, with Rushou's order, the demon tribe and the Haoling soldiers gathered in less than half an incense stick of time.

"Today, Xiyan is attacking the city. We have been preparing for this battle for a long time. Are you afraid?"

"Don't be afraid, Xiyan bastard, get back!"

"Go back, you bastard Xiyan!"

"Very good, Haoling. This was built bit by bit by everyone's hands. Every inch of this land is stained with our sweat. We don't advocate attacking other countries, but we will never allow others to take away the fruits of our hard work. They don't deserve it. Go away and send them back to where they came from!"

In an instant, the beasts and birds among the 100,000 demon soldiers turned into their original forms. The white-feathered soldiers skillfully turned over and rode on them. The larger demons carried two or three people on their backs, and the smaller ones carried one on their backs. This was the training plan that Xiangliu and his men had made for a quick fight. It was not only a shock in terms of momentum, but also required them to train and cooperate for a long time to give full play to their respective advantages. With a command,

"set off!"

More than 20,000 flying cavalry and 80,000 mounted horses raised billowing dust and headed towards the battlefield.

The demons' roars were heart-shaking, their movements felt trembling for miles around. The sky seemed to be obscured by dark clouds. This scene, both above and below the heavens, sent the blood boiling in the soldiers who remained on standby. When would it be their turn?

When the Xiyan soldiers swarmed in from the gate of Zhaizhai City like a group of ants leaving their nest, the Haoling soldiers did not panic but fought back in an orderly manner.

Xiyan is warlike by nature and advocates plundering. In addition, there is no order from Xuan this time to suppress him. Chishui Fenglong only has the talent of a general but not the love of the people as an emperor. He now only wants to conquer Haoling and become the common ruler of the world so that his sister can rest assured.

Suddenly, the sky darkened, and birds of all kinds swarmed toward them. From afar, the sky looked as if covered by a vast expanse of dark clouds. Chishui Fenglong was startled, but before he could react, a hail of arrows suddenly rained down from the sky. This wasn't the random, aimless arrows of the past, but rather the archery masters trained by Xiangliu and his men. Their arrows were sure to cause casualties, and even those with considerable spiritual power would find it difficult to resist. There were a full 20,000 archers. No one below could sustain flight at high altitudes. With only 20,000 archers, with enough arrows, even if Xiyan had a million warriors, they could still be annihilated!

Fang Fengyi stood on a flying bird of a demon soldier, his sharp and bloodthirsty eyes fixed on General Xiyan. The bowstring in his hand was fully drawn, and arrows mercilessly reaped their lives.

The army that was attacking in an orderly manner fell into chaos in an instant. This place was located on a plain and there was nowhere to hide. Not every soldier had a shield.

"Shoot them down!"

Chishui Fenglong narrowly dodged several arrows and shouted orders. But soon, they cried out in despair, "General, they are too high and flying too fast. We can't hit them at all! What should we do, General?"

"Charge into the city! Once we're in, they won't dare to shoot indiscriminately."

Upon hearing this, the Xiyan soldiers rushed into the city like crazy, but there were too many people and the city gate was only four or five meters wide, so everything was in chaos for a while.

An hour later, many Xiyan soldiers did rush in. They thought they could finally breathe a sigh of relief, but they suddenly felt the ground shaking and a rumbling sound echoed throughout the border.

"What's that sound?"

"Hoo...ho..."

Smoke and dust rolled in. After the Xiyan soldiers saw what it was, they almost threw away their knives and ran away.

The morale of the Haoling warriors who were still fighting was even higher. Their reinforcements had arrived! The demon soldiers didn't stop and rushed directly into the Xiyan team, really charging!

Some of the demon soldiers were huge in size, and Yan Mo, Xiaoyao and the others equipped them with armor that covered the weak parts of their bodies. If low-level gods and humans encountered them, they would be trampled to death in minutes.

The Xiyan soldiers outside the city didn't know what was going on. They were still dodging everywhere under the pressure of the archers, and some were still rushing inside.

Chishui Fenglong sensed something was wrong. He seemed overconfident. He knew there were demon soldiers, but he had never seen their true strength. They were willing to transform into their original forms, allowing the Haoling soldiers to ride on their backs. Aren't demons usually averse to showing their original forms?

Everyone knows that the demon race's original form has at least twice the combat power of a human, and this is reflected in speed, size, agility, and other aspects.

Originally, even if Princess Haoling received the order to integrate the army and arrive at the battlefield, it would take a day and a night for the army to advance to the battlefield as a whole. They couldn't enter the battlefield immediately after arriving, right? Wouldn't they need to rest? By then, they would have already captured the city.

He suddenly regretted it. He finally understood why Xuan decided to pretend to attack but actually surrender the country. If that were the case, the princess would definitely not kill them all. But now, he was the one who disregarded the lives of the people of Haoling and angered the princess. When the emperor is angry, it is no joke to say that there will be thousands of corpses scattered across the country.

The demons charged directly, ignoring the towering city walls. They leaped over the walls with a few leaps and rushed towards the Xiyan army. The soldiers riding on the backs of the demons leaped down and joined the battlefield. It didn't take long for the 80,000 demon soldiers and 160,000 Haoling soldiers to disperse the Xiyan army. It was a completely one-sided massacre.

"Chishui Fenglong, is this the result you wanted? Are you satisfied?"

Rushou flew up to meet Chishui Fenglong, and the two fought together. Fenglong was no match for Rushou at all, and was quickly suppressed.

"We're all going to die anyway. If I don't resist, will Diji let Xinyue and I go? It's just a matter of winners and losers. I have nothing to say!"

"Then you're wrong. The princess has long given you the chance to live, but you didn't cherish it. If you have any questions, kneel before the princess and ask! Humph! You overestimate your own abilities!"

Ruoshou wanted to finish it quickly, so he used all his strength and did not hold back. Soon, Fenglong was captured alive.

The soldiers and generals of Xiyan who were in the middle of the battle suddenly heard Rushou shout loudly: "Chishui Fenglong has been captured alive. Soldiers of Xiyan who do not want to die, lay down your weapons and surrender, and I will spare your lives!"

The Xiyan soldiers panicked. Some of those on the outskirts secretly fled, only to be shot down by the archers in the sky. Some brave men continued to fight, while the majority surrendered.

The 400,000-strong Xiyan army originally planned to capture Haoling in one fell swoop and at least seize a few cities. Now, without taking a single city, there are only about 150,000 Xiyan soldiers left.

The remaining generals were captured alive by Yun Zi, Wuyou and others.

No one noticed that the blood and water beneath the pile of corpses gradually disappeared...