Chapter 362 Volume 4 Ming attacks!

Author: Going to Drunk People

Chapter 362 Volume 4 Ming attacks!

If Murong Xiaojun is really crazy, the King of Dingcheng will probably celebrate!

But he also knew that such a thing was impossible.

"What happened?" King Dingcheng asked.

His subordinates hurriedly said: "Your Majesty, Murong Xiaojun has sent his troops south!"

When he heard about this, King Dingcheng said speechlessly: "Do you think this king stayed awake in the middle of the night because he got up to pee?"

Damn it, do you even need to talk about this?

"No." His subordinates said hurriedly, "I'm not talking about Shusun and the others, it's Murong Xiaojun who personally led his troops south!"

"Are you sure?" King Dingcheng was also stunned when he heard that Murong Xiaojun personally led his troops south.

Damn it, this is really crazy!

Regardless of the fact that he is Li Chengqian's father-in-law, if he really wants to do this, Murong Xiaojun will not be able to do it even if he sends his wife over and becomes a 'brother-in-law' with Li Chengqian.

There is a difference between sending troops under his command and leading the troops himself.

"I'm sure, when I came back, Murong Xiaojun had already fought against the resentful army of Yiyuan Peak." His subordinate said, "He is really crazy. It seems that he specially sent his uncle and grandson to be the bait. He is going to lead him

He led the army to launch a sneak attack, but he didn't expect to encounter Ihara Peak's resentful army.

However, the resentful army led by Ibara Mine really gave us a new perspective. There are really many tricks, and we were dazzled by the fact that they were able to defeat them in one battle."

Having said this, this guy was also frightened. He couldn't help but shook his head and said, "That area is now filled with flames. Don't look at Murong Xiaojun with his large group of troops, but if he really wants to take down the resentful army, I'm afraid it will still be difficult."

Not enough, not to mention that Ming Dynasty will definitely have reinforcements coming..."

"Shouldn't Murong Xiaojun attack the city? Is this an encounter?" King Dingcheng was a little confused.

The subordinate shook his head and said: "We didn't attack the city. Murong Xiaojun probably wanted to attack the city, but by chance, he was blocked by the resentful army in the wild. The key is that the resentful army in Yiyuan Peak is like a fucking lunatic.

It was estimated that there were only a few thousand people, but they rushed forward against an army of tens of thousands without any hesitation.

If we weren't far away, we would probably all be affected.

At the moment, there is a melee on Shilipo. If we rush over there and find a slightly higher slope, we might still be able to see their battle."

After hearing what his subordinates said, King Dingcheng quickly put on his coat: "Let's go over and have a look."

He couldn't understand what happened tonight. Unless he saw it with his own eyes, he wouldn't know what was going on.

Soon, the group arrived at a small slope not far from Shili Slope.

Originally, the troops from the three parties were not far apart, so it didn't take much effort to get there.

And when King Dingcheng saw the battlefield, he was a little helpless.

Although it was midnight, it was really as bright as his subordinates said.

In order to reduce the loss of personnel and attack the enemy as much as possible, the resentful army threw away the burning belt at all costs. The originally silent night was suddenly burned into a fiery red by them using incendiary bombs.

At this moment, the two sides were also fighting together. The battle was so brutal that even the King of Dingcheng could not describe it.

But the more brutal the battle became, the more difficult it became for him to understand. What was Murong Xiaojun trying to do?

On the battlefield, Murong Xiaojun seemed extremely calm. For some reason, he who always rushed to the front did not rush forward this time, but watched everything from a distance.

"Your Majesty, King Dingcheng has arrived. He is on the slope not far away." At this moment, a scout came back and said.

When Murong Xiaojun heard this, a smile finally appeared on his originally stern face: "This old boy is finally here. If he doesn't come, I don't know if I should continue to persist.

By the way, how many people did he bring here this time?"

"Only a few thousand people," the scout said. "I guess it's just to protect himself, and he brought all his own troops."

Nodding, Murong Xiaojun said: "In this case, you go to him now and tell him that I invite him to go south to recover the source of Chishui!"

"Will he agree?" The scout was a little confused.

"It doesn't matter whether he agrees or not." Murong Xiaojun said with a smile, "Now that he is here, how can he stay out of it?"

When the scout heard this, he stopped talking immediately, turned around and rode towards the small slope where King Dingcheng was.

When the scouts left, Murong Xiaojun laughed and said: "Warriors, recover the source of Chishui. Kill them tonight!"

With that said, Murong Xiaojun, who had been silent all this time, finally rushed out, and by the light of the sky-high fire, he was seen leading the way.

When the others heard this, they also shouted in unison: "Tonight, we will recover the source of Chishui!"

Opposite me, Ihara Mine, who was fighting fiercely, was stunned for a moment when he heard this.

Recover the source of Chishui?

Just because of you? Are you worthy?

"Damn it!" Yi Yuanfeng said angrily, "I have stopped killing people in the Resin Army for a long time. You have forgotten the glorious achievements of the Resent Army in the past, haven't you?

Instead of repeating the crossbow, I want to see who can make it out of the ten miles of slope alive today."

Even though he lacks a city to support him, Iharafeng is still very domineering. He has been leading the resentful army for some time, and he has a bit of a general style.

"Hahaha, it's time to change the repeating crossbow a long time ago." Wan Qipu laughed, "Damn it, after changing the costume, I haven't killed anyone with this repeating crossbow yet, today I will open your eyes!"

Pulu Boqi also laughed and said: "Lao Wan, let's compete to see who can kill more people!"

"Take me one!" Zhao Yan also shouted boldly from the side.

The three generals of the Resentful Army were also very agitated at this moment.

Since the establishment of their resentful army, they have never suffered a single defeat and are extremely confident!

Ihara Mine listened to the words of several people sporadically, with a proud look on his face.

Who are you afraid of, the Resentful Army?

"It's a competition, it's the old rule, Changming Restaurant is waiting for you!" Wan Qipu said, and shouted, "I've heard you all, let's change the crossbow. If I lose, I will deduct your food and salary if I don't have money to invite people to drink."

, damn it, if you win, I will borrow money to make you drink enough!

kill!"

Not long after, the entire resentful army began to raise their repeating crossbows. This thing had an astonishing rate of fire, and after iteration, the range was also increased a lot, and its power was not the same as that of the first-generation repeating crossbow.

For a time, Murong Xiaojun's army was miserable.

Damn it, they had seen repeating crossbows before, but after ten arrows, this repeating crossbow was useless. Now it's better, the repeating crossbow is equipped with an arrow clip, which makes loading more convenient, and the dense rain of arrows shoots endlessly.

They come over, who the hell can move?

Those who rush ahead are seeking death...

On the slope, King Dingcheng shook his head and was speechless when he saw this scene. The Ming Dynasty's repeated crossbows were really incomprehensible to them at this stage.

At least he couldn't think of a good way to crack Ming's repeated crossbow.

"Did Murong Xiaojun pick such a hard nut to crack?" someone muttered.

But no one is destined to answer his question. Who the hell knows?

At this moment, one of his subordinates came to report: "Your Majesty, Murong Xiaojun has sent someone to ask for help."

Hearing what his subordinates said, King Dingcheng was stunned.

Damn it, you are so fucking shameless. Not long ago we were beaten to death, and now you come to ask for help?

Where are you kidding me?

Thinking so, King Dingcheng finally nodded.

Not long after, Murong Xiaojun's scouts quickly ran towards this side.

"See King Dingcheng." The scout immediately dismounted and said, "My prince has sent a messenger to inform the prince that now is a good time to go south to recover the source of Chishui. I also ask the prince to send troops as soon as possible."

"Are you not mistaken?" Before King Dingcheng spoke, his subordinates said, "Not long ago we were still fighting life and death, and now you come to us and tell us to send troops south to recover the source of Chishui? What are you saying?

Who dares to believe it?”

"Short-sighted!" The scout snorted disdainfully and said, "If my prince hadn't done this, how would we have had such a good opportunity to attack the city? On ordinary days, would your army dare to approach the border of the Ming Dynasty?

This is exactly my prince's plan, to station all the troops here in order to look for opportunities to go south and regain the source of Chishui in one fell swoop.

King Dingcheng must have noticed it too, right?"

After hearing what he said, King Dingcheng nodded.

Regardless of whether he saw it or not, he really couldn't understand what was happening now.

What kind of medicine is sold in Murong Xiaojun's gourd?

"You should go back and return your orders first. I will send people to gather the army right away." After saying this, King Dingcheng waved his hand and drove the people away.

"Your Majesty, do we really want to..." As soon as the scout left, one of his subordinates asked.

King Dingcheng shook his head and said: "Don't worry, I will think about it again."
To be continued...