Under Zheng Yuanyun's indifferent and even cold-blooded tactical arrangements, more than 300,000 sword and shield troops continued to be dropped onto the battlefield.

The corpses were everywhere in the river, and the clear water came from the upper reaches, and when it flowed further downstream, it became a blood-colored river.

Ning Zhenggang did not cling to the plan not to build the road for the other party. When necessary, he would still order the trebuchet to attack.

Every time after a round of arrows rain, the sword and shield troops have no choice but to stop charging and lifting their shields, and when they have resisted a round of arrows rain and are about to collect their shields and charge again, the defense force of this iron armored unit is the weakest. when.

Zheng Yuanyun's state and Ning Zhenggang have already felt it.

That is, he would not worry about consumption at all, he would fill in his fate, and he had to fill in a way for himself to touch the city of Xilong.

Since this is the case, he has been using arrow rain as a deterrent. When the number of Qingyang soldiers rushing to Xilong city reaches a certain number, even if they are exhausted, they will still be treated to Xilong. The city poses a threat.

So when necessary, trebuchets and other big killers still have to be used.

Ning Zhenggang’s timing was very accurate. He did not let anyone aim at the sword and shield hand who was in the front row, because the more forward the soldier, the greater his physical exertion, and relatively speaking, he was the least threatening. .

He aimed at the soldiers in the middle and back section.

These soldiers were physically exhausted, and secondly they were still in the position where they had just waded across the river, that is, on the bank of the river near the Qingyang Empire.

There, Ning Zhenggang was not afraid that his shells would become a stepping stone for the other party. After all, the river surface was so wide, and if only a small portion was widened, the problem would not be a big deal.

Furthermore, he cut off the middle section of the enemy, which can also effectively prevent the soldiers from the rear from continuing to attack. In unit time, all he needs to face is the frontmost part of the sword and shield hand, which consumes a huge amount of physical strength.

In this way, Ning Zhenggang relied on the continuous changes of arrow rain and sling to divide the Qingyang Empire's troops into three parts.

The frontal attack is the weakest part. The mid-segment is able to be attacked remotely, and the forces with the most complete strength in the latter stage can only clean up the dead and wounded corpses. For a while, they will no longer be able to charge.

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Zheng Yuanyun's constant response to changes gave Ning Zhenggang more room to play, allowing him to make the best defense against the opponent's formation.

In this way, no matter how many enemies there are, and after so many hours of preparation here, the materials in the city are extremely rich, and there are still a huge number of slings and arrows available for use.

If this guy dared to continue to consume like this, Ning Zhenggang believed that he could almost completely wipe out these Qingyang troops!

Of course, the opponent is not a fool, and if the situation continues in this way, if the situation has not improved, Zheng Yuanyun will eventually have to withdraw his troops.

Otherwise, no matter how prestigious he is in Anluo province, his soldiers would definitely not be able to stand it.

Soldiers have been fighting and knowing that their lives are no longer in their charge from the day of their enlistment. This is not wrong, but this does not mean that they can truly be fearless of life and death.

Especially with the current order that has no hope at all and can only rush to death, how long can it last?

There is a limit to a person’s psychological endurance. For a person with a hard heart, when he sees his companion pounce forward and then fall, when he sees that the blood on the river is already more than the water flowing upstream. , Even when the entire moat was dyed red.

The collapse is inevitable!

At that time, mutiny, resistance, struggle, and survival will all have the potential to explode.

At that time, Zheng Yuanyun will pay the price for his cold blood, he will no longer have spare energy to target Xilong City, but will focus all his attention on the internal riots.

What the final result will be, it seems that there is no need to say more.

This is the supreme coach of Anluo Province?

Also defeated General Zhang Chengwang?

Ning Zhenggang shook his head contemptuously. Even this situation has lost the most correct ability to judge. This person's ability seems to be very problematic.

So, what about General Zhang, who was defeated?

His ability is still under Zheng Yuanyun?

Suddenly, Ning Zheng just thought of a lot, and even felt sad for himself.

Such a person can command an entire province, but he can only defend a former main city that has long lost its significance in combat power. What is the reason?

I had known this a long time ago, when the Nantes province was handed over to myself to lead it, it is estimated that there is no such thing as it is now.

Blame all this...

Ugh.

He sighed silently, only blaming the injustice of the heavens. The truly capable people were squeezed out, but the people who wanted fame and fishermanship were mixed up. What kind of world is this?

This battle is his chance for Ning Zhenggang!

His gaze condensed, looking at the unchanging battle situation under the city, he even began to think about the possibility of a counterattack in his heart?

Once Zheng Yuanyun couldn't control his soldiers and the opponent started to collapse, would he have a chance to take the opportunity to fight them back?

Or even... drove these invaders out of the province of Nantes in one effort?

After thinking about it for a moment, Ning Zhenggang laughed.

He shook his head, thinking like a mockery of himself, what is he thinking about?

The situation has just become clearer, the opponent's force is still several times that of his own. Even if the blood is full, Zheng Yuanyun's force can still be called a crush.

At this time, he began to fantasize about the counterattack. Isn't it too early?

Focus on the moment!

Ning Zhenggang’s face turned straight~lightnovelpub.net~ His eyes turned to the river channel again, but there was no change in the situation. The truncated soldiers already had a fault, and the sword and shield troops were struggling on the front line. It also seemed to be stuck in a quagmire. Gree was struggling with every step, and every step forward, he had to withstand a locust-like arrow rain raid, and he was able to stand firm until now, and he could be an elite.

But so what?

When they finally cross the moat and climb the river channel, it will make them feel desperate!

All the defensive methods are ready. What awaits them is a large number of rolling stones, a large number of woods, and the fire oil that has already been poured on the city wall. Only waiting for the enemy to arrive is a fire to change it. Into a roaring wall of fire.

Just relying on these exhausted soldiers, how can he break through his city?

Ning Zheng just watched the situation where the victory was in his hands, and he was so proud for a while.

He did not see that a figure hidden at the edge of the battlefield slowly stood up at this moment and began to dive in the direction indicated by the person.

There was the lower reaches of the moat, and the figure that had to bypass Qingyang's army to pass was Zhang Hualin.