Frontier Army Warrior

Chapter 1220 We've Met a Tough Thing

Many pirates, unable to withstand the psychological pressure, rushed out of their hiding places and happened to encounter the Zhennan Army, who had entered the alley.

This time, Lin Feng required teamwork, not individual combat skills compared to the pirates. They would often work in groups of three to face a pirate who suddenly appeared.

Even if the opponent is defeated and escapes, do not pursue them, but advance steadily.

One of Lin Feng's battle plans was to drive the pirates towards the central area so that he could concentrate his forces and destroy their morale.

Moreover, the pirates who fled out of the alley were intercepted and killed by the Zhennan Army troops patrolling the streets.

This disrupted the pirates' rhythm of street fighting, and the entire city began to descend into chaos.

Lin Feng also climbed onto the city wall at this time. He stood between the battlements and watched the battle situation inside the city.

When he felt that the time and effect were about the same, he ordered the follow-up bombing troops to enter the alleyway and quickly approach the area where the pirates were concentrated.

This fresh force, carrying hundreds of grenades, will be the last straw that breaks the pirates' psychological defenses.

Sure enough, the increasingly frequent explosions plunged the pirates into panic.

They had no idea what kind of thing the other side was using. They watched as their comrades were blown up, flew into the air, landed and flipped over, screaming in agony, but unable to get up.

With such continuous bombing, many pirates felt they could no longer hide and had to leave this strange area.

Pirates kept emerging from their hiding places and running around aimlessly.

As long as the objective is clear, the Zhennan Army is also quite powerful. They are all elites who have experienced countless battles. When faced with pirates who have revealed themselves, they do not hesitate to pursue and kill them.

With the discovery of the pirates' concealment, more Zhennan Army soldiers entered the alleyway and joined the battle to wipe out the pirates.

Large numbers of pirate soldiers were driven from their hiding place, abandoning their advantage.

As they struggled, they gradually left the building and ran onto the wide street.

Once the advantage was lost, the numerical superiority of the 20,000 Zhennan Army became apparent, and it became increasingly easy for them to team up and kill the pirates.

The Zhennan Army still had some grenades left, which they threw into the ranks of the pirates. These soldiers used them effectively in the battle, making full use of the grenades' advantages.

Fearing the unknown, the pirate soldiers were forced to flee outside the city.

They could no longer stay in the city; the countless explosions had terrified them.

They feared that if they waited any longer, a bomb would explode on their heads.

In addition, the city had a large army, and the more than 10,000 pirates could not resist them and had to flee out of the city.

They had lost their bearings, and pirates were fleeing frantically at all four city gates.

Outside the city lay open fields, and the pirates scattered and fled, their frantic figures visible all over the mountains and plains.

Oni-Juan-Ye-Fuji lay on the battlements, watching the scene before him in terror.

Even now, he still can't figure out how this battle turned out this way.

The Zhenxi Army's war cavalry outside the city began to move.

Five thousand cavalrymen pursued the lone pirate.

How can two legs outrun four legs?

In an instant, the pirates were indeed lambs to the slaughter, running desperately through the fields, powerless to turn around and face the charge of the warhorses.

Oni-no-fuji could no longer stand still; defeat was inevitable, and he had to go and rally his troops.

If we don't go down now, the soldiers will scatter too much and it will be difficult to bring them back.

Thinking of this, Onijuu Nofuji quietly got up and ran towards the east of the city, where the most soldiers had escaped.

However, before Onijuu Nofuchi could run more than a few steps, he suddenly felt something was wrong. He looked up in surprise and found a young man sitting on the battlements not far ahead, swinging his legs and looking at him with a mocking expression.

As a general, how could Onijuu Nofuji easily avoid the battle? He turned his head and glanced around, only to find that there were only the two of them on the city wall.

He then grinned at the young man, reached for his waist and drew a straight knife, its gleam dazzling to the eye.

Oni-maki Nofuji was still able to laugh because of his confidence in his swordsmanship, and what reassured him even more was his ancestral technique of concealment.

If he wants to hide, no one can find him.

The young man in front of me is definitely not an ordinary person; even a fool could tell.

On such a battlefield, the fact that this person can sit here so leisurely, even without wearing armor, suggests that he is a major general in the army.

Oni-maki Fuji roared, "Die!"

He leaped forward, raising his straight sword high above his head in mid-air, and slashed down with force.

Lin Feng heard his roar and understood the meaning behind his words, but he couldn't speak the words of the pirates, so he could only smile and shake his head.

In Lin Feng's mind, as long as this guy doesn't attack him, he can only watch him slip away.

Not taking the initiative to attack these ordinary martial artists became his principle.

However, it was clear that this guy didn't want to let him go, so it became self-defense.

While Oni-maki Nofuji's body was still in mid-air, he raised his sword with both hands, leaving a large gap in front of him.

Just as he was about to bring his straight sword down with all his might, a flash of light appeared before his eyes, and a straight sword about the same size as his own was piercing straight into his chest.

Oni-maki no Fuji's body paused mid-air, and all his strength instantly dissipated like a receding tide.

Only one thought flashed through his mind: Damn, I've run into a tough nut to crack.

The next moment, his body went limp and he fell off the battlements.

Lin Feng jumped down from the battlements, squatted down in front of the corpse of Gui Juan Ye Teng, and began to examine his equipment.

This guy looked to be in his forties. He was wearing several layers of clothes in various colors, all of them wide-sleeved and loose-fitting, held together by a single wide belt, making them very easy and quick to put on and take off.

Lin Feng pondered, wondering if these guys were using the color of their clothes to create various ways to conceal their figures.

Just like the outermost layer of clothing of Oni-maru no Fuji, which is about the same color as the city wall, if the body is huddled in the corner of the wall or doing something, it is really easy to ignore it at a glance.

Take the straight sword from his hand; the hilt is engraved with the words "Oni-juan" (鬼卷) and the emblem representing his family.

Judging from the quality of the straight sword, it is a rare and excellent sword, indicating the person's status, at least that of a general.

Lin Feng tidied himself up and stood up to look at the open fields outside the city.

There was no sign of anyone nearby; the pursuers had all gone far away.

Just then, the broken sword on Lin Feng's lower back began to throb, conveying to Lin Feng the message that a cultivator was approaching.

Lin Feng leaned against the city wall and looked around, but didn't see anyone approaching.

According to the Broken Sword's intent, a cultivator at this level should be at the level of a second-generation disciple in a reclusive sect.

Lin Feng then went to the inner side of the city wall and looked around at the houses in the city. Many of them had been bombed and collapsed, and some were even on fire.

He abandoned his search for the approaching cultivators and began to consider the course of the battle.

In short, this was another resounding victory, beyond dispute.

Lin Feng smiled, his idea was indeed effective. Since the conclusion was drawn during war, it would surely achieve excellent results in war.

Just as Lin Feng was pondering how to improve the grenade to make it more powerful, he suddenly heard someone speaking.

"Lin Feng, I've caught you red-handed. What else do you have to say?"

Lin Feng turned his head and saw an old man standing on the city wall. He was about sixty years old, with white hair and beard, a ruddy complexion, and a loud voice.

Lin Feng had a vague impression, but he really couldn't remember who this person was.