I want to say sorry, this chapter was written secretly at work. After writing it, I forgot to upload it. In the end, I forgot to forget it. I thought I had already uploaded it. I was embarrassed, so I drove back again!

"The governor has always kept you hidden like treasures. This time, the big scene along Jianguan did not use you, but put your troops here. Do you know why?" Huo Zhenting asked. шwщ

"Go back to General, because this is the key to our decisive victory with the Mongol Yuan!" Meng Zhu said loudly.

"Okay, you know very well that if you raise troops for a thousand days and use troops for a while, your Modao soldiers will spend several times the cost of ordinary infantry every day, and their salary is more than three times higher than that of them. If you raise one of you, you can all be as good as raising a cavalry. This time, I hope to see your value."

"Don't worry, General!" Meng Zhu thrust his chest, "General will see that we are worth the money and will not let the governor down on our cultivation."

"Very good. In this battle, you are the main force and the forward. Lin Ya comes with confidence. Let's give him a warning and give him a heavy slap. You will be the first to ring this slap. Are you confident or not!"

"have!"

Huo Zhenting nodded with satisfaction and patted his shoulder, "Go and prepare. There will be infantry guarding you on the left and right wings. You just need to move forward, forward, and forward again!"

Under the city, the two thousand Modao teams had already started to dress with the help of auxiliary soldiers. The heavy armor was put on one piece and the incense stick was completely wrapped in steel. The whole person was like a moving steel golem.

"Open the city gate and meet the enemy!" Huo Zhenting said loudly. The city gate slowly opened, and two thousand Mo Daobing, wrapped in iron armor, walked out of the city with heavy steps. He stepped down neatly. The entire city wall seemed to be trembling. Looking at these steel monsters, the soldiers of the Sixth Battalion on the city changed their colors. This team had been in Lu Ning for a long time. They didn't have armor, and they only felt that they were taller and stronger than ordinary people, and they used more powerful weapons. Until then, they were fully wearing clothes and felt that they were as heavy as a mountain. Everyone suddenly felt a sense of powerlessness.

Seeing the two thousand Mo Dao soldiers set up their formation outside the city and protecting the infantry on their flanks, the light cavalry came out of the city one by one, Huo Zhenting let out a sigh of relief. Mo Dao soldiers are indeed powerful, but they also have fatal weaknesses. They move slowly and have no mobility. They can only be used in specific occasions and in specific places. Moreover, it costs too much to raise such a force, and the cost of these two thousand people is enough for an ordinary battle camp. This is why although the Northern Army has already mastered the method of Mo Dao to fight. There are also many such strong soldiers in the Gaoshan tribe and the entire area controlled by the Governor's Office, and they still only raise two thousand people.

In a word, I can't afford it!

For example, the national power of Dayue has only raised 20,000 Mo Dao soldiers, but now it has been reduced to 15,000 people. There are not many places that can be used for them, and the cost is too large. After all, it is a loss-making transaction.

Moreover, this kind of Mo Dao Soldier with armor is not unbreakable. At least Huo Zhenting knew that if there were Mo Dao Soldiers in his opponent's camp, he could come up with several ways to defeat him. The simplest and most effective way was to open the depth of the battlefield, break up his left and right wings, and then peel off the opponent layer by layer with heavy crossbows. Of course, this depends on the generals' on-site command art.

As for Lin Ya, Huo Zhenting understood that his opponent was not unable to find a solution, but the situation was so urgent that he was not allowed to retreat at the moment. He could only fight with him head-on, and the Mo Dao Bing could show his might. Huo Zhenting could almost imagine Meng Qi screaming under the blade of Mo Dao Bing, while Lin Ya could only grit his teeth and constantly throwing troops into his troops. Thinking of his complacentness, he couldn't help laughing.

Outside Luning City, the number of soldiers in the sixth battalion lined up to wait for the enemy army had increased to more than 10,000. On both sides of the Modao, there were more than 5,000 people. On the city, there were crossbows ready to be fired, and countless thunderbolt cannons tied the ropes to throw the arm were stretched straight. The soldiers looked excitedly at the approaching cavalry in the distance.

In the smoke and dust in the sky, one war horse after another drove out and slowly lined up.

Lin Ya looked at the Zhengbei Army who were out of the city under Huining City in shock, and frowned tightly. In the past month, he had wiped out nearly 20,000 soldiers of the Sixth Battalion. Why are there so many soldiers in Lu Ning? Moreover, Huo Zhenting actually dared to go out of the city to fight. In the middle, in the black square formation, his pupils suddenly contracted. This is Mo Daobing!

The hand holding the reins clenched tightly, and the blue veins were exposed. The Northern Army had a Mo Dao Army. Meng Yuan had known it for a long time, but they disappeared after they had a head. Everyone thought that Yun Zhao would place this army like Dayue in his political core city Xingling, to protect Xingling's safety, how could it appear here?

"Your Highness, is that Mo Dao Bing?" a young general beside him asked in a low voice. He had not seen the real Mo Dao Bing formation.

"Yes. This is the Yue people's Modao Array, which is extremely powerful!" Lin Ya gritted her teeth and spit out word by word.

"Why are Huo Zhenting still so many people? Not counting as guarding the city, there are more than 10,000 people coming out?" The young general was a little surprised. "How many people are there in the Sixth Battalion of the Northern Expedition Army? Your Highness, are these people Huo Zhenting's strategy of stealing the world? They are just some young and strong who are not good at fighting, put on armor and pick up weapons to pluck us up. They want to rely on these iron armored soldiers to scare us away?"

Lin Ya shook her head, "No, people can pretend, but this momentum cannot be pretended. The army opposite is a battlefield-standing force. The troops that have not been tested by blood and fire will never have such momentum and calm military appearance." Lin Ya felt a little wrong in her heart, and looked back at the direction of Huining.

"The arrow is on the string, I have to fire it! Even if you are a wall of iron, I will hit you today!" Lin Ya let out a long sigh. "Attack!"

The flag of the central army shook, and more than 5,000 Mongolian vanguards shouted, destroying the horses, and began to trot forward, slowly accelerating, and the speed became faster and faster. On the running horses, the Mongolian army pulled a strong bow and led an arrow to rush the strings.

The Northern Army did not line up in place as before, but slowly advanced forward amid the sound of drums above the city. The Modao team was in the middle, with thousands of infantry on both sides slightly behind, and countless spears pointed diagonally forward. In the military formation, the sword and shield hands followed closely. After the crossbow soldiers were in the sword and shield hands, the crossbow arrows in their hands had already been installed, and the arrows were pointed diagonally upward.

Thousands of cavalry dispersed and stood above the city, looking at the mountains and fields. The infantry of the Northern Expedition Army gathered together was like a few stubborn stones in the sea of ​​cavalry.

"Let it go!" an officer shouted loudly. A loud bang came from above the city. The throwing arms of dozens of thunderbolt cannons suddenly raised. The stone bullets cut through the sky and flew high. In the eyes of everyone, they turned into a small black dot and flew into the distance. As he fell, the cavalry in the distance showed several small waves.

The attack surface of the cavalry is very wide. The shooting point of this long-range weapon cannot cause much damage to the opponent. It is more of a mental threat.

Meng Zhu walked in the middle of the Modao team, holding the Modao high in his hand, one head taller than the others. Looking at the cavalry rushing in the distance, he lifted his mask and shouted loudly: "Rise the knife!"

Two thousand Mo Daoes were huge, and the cold blade was daunting. The first row suddenly accelerated its pace, slightly widening the gap with the second row. At almost the same time, the formation of the Mo Daoes seemed to have swelled around.

"Kill!" The Modao team and the Mengqi shouted loudly at almost the same time. The Mongolian cavalry raised their war horses fiercely. With the long neighing sound, they jumped off the ground, and their huge horse hooves trampled down towards the Modao team members. The Mongolian cavalry wanted to break the enemy's defense from the air and knocked open an area at the expense of war horses. As long as they could break into the formation of these steel monsters, they would have no choice but to be slaughtered if they were unable to rotate.

The huge blade shone in the air, and the first horse that jumped up was still in the air. The subsequent cavalry clearly saw the horse's hooves, legs, and heads of the horse, falling down one after another. The blade was also dismembered by random knives. The cavalry on the horse was still in the air, and had been slashed towards seventeen or eighteen pieces. The flesh and blood fell into the formation of the Modao, and there was no ripples.

The bright big sword fell neatly, and the cavalrymen also rode their horses and hit them without hesitation. With a loud bang, the horse died and the cavalry died. Several Modao team's knife hands were knocked to the ground. The subsequent team members did not hesitate at all. They didn't even look at the falling team members. The big feet had already stepped on them and filled the gap.

The Modao team member who was knocked over to the ground was already dead. The lucky person who had not died held his head in his hands and lay motionless on the ground. As for whether he could survive, it depends on his luck.

"Forward, forward, forward!" Meng Gao shouted angrily, and the Mo Dao soldiers took heavy steps, mechanically raised their swords, chopped them down, raised their swords, and chopped them down, without a second move.

The Mongolian army's feather arrows fell on their armor like raindrops. Although the distance was very close, most of them only left a white dot on the armor. The arrow with extremely strong arms could only pass through the armor, but the damage to the enemy was almost zero. Only the lucky shooter, the arrow just hit Mo Daobing's eyes, and then he died with one blow.

"Tear their formation, separate their formation, and separate them, and then you have a chance to win!" Lin Ya murmured. "Increase troops, increase troops!"

Another three thousand cavalry were put into the battlefield.

Huo Zhenting stood above the city and saw Lin Ya's re-invigorating force again without fear of death, and he rushed to the Modao team. He couldn't help but say: "This guy is cruel enough!"

"General, it's not good. Look, they have broken through the formation of the Modao Team and separated the Modao Team into several pieces!"

Huo Zhenting stretched, "It doesn't matter, just separate it. If you separate, you can't bite it in one bite. Even if you bite it off, you will have to break a few front teeth!" To be continued.
Chapter completed!