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Feng Ling on the battlefield was completely different from his usual self.

At this moment, being far away, Wang Xin could only see the big flags fluttering in the wind.

The wind in the border town cuts everything in the world like a knife.

She stood at the battlement, seemingly gazing into the distance, but in fact she immersed her consciousness in the sea of ​​knowledge, not missing a single detail on the battlefield.

Both parties in the confrontation were firmly nailed to the ground like nails, looking straight ahead with murderous intent.

The air seemed to be crackling with sparks, and the surrounding rocks, thick soil, squeezing and strong winds were pressing down with such force that it was hard to breathe if you just paid enough attention.

At this moment, Feng Ling was sitting on his horse with a majestic and imposing manner, like a god of war descending to the earth.

He just raised his eyes lightly, and wherever his eyes swept across, the Nanjia soldiers who had never seen him felt their legs go weak and they almost forgot where they were.

He was standing steadily, but he couldn't help but take a step back.

Those deep eyes were not just a gaze at all, but two sharp knives flashing with cold light. Facing those eyes, I felt like a piece of meat on a chopping board, being slaughtered by his gaze without being able to struggle.

A person can look down upon the world with just his eyes, shocking everyone he meets so much that they freeze in place.

This was the first time Wang Xin had seen Feng Ling like this.

This intimidating aura can only be acquired by rolling in a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

Huyan Yufei, who was riding on the opposite horse, was also secretly surprised.

He used to work in the camp outside the capital, and had never seen Feng Ling, but he had heard of the reputation of the Black Armor Army, and of course he had also heard many anecdotes about the Western Liang God of War Prince Ding.

At that time, he didn't take it seriously in his heart. He was just a young boy of about twenty years old. He relied on his status as a prince and the flattery of his subordinates. How powerful could he be?

Facing the enemy head-on at this moment, he couldn't help but secretly complain in his heart. This was clearly a killing god. He didn't know what the prince was thinking. Choosing to confront such a killing god, how could he get anything good?

Moreover, he always felt that the figure of Prince Ding opposite him looked very familiar. Where had he seen him before?

However, before he could think too much, the Western Liang army had already sounded the drums of attack.

Several generals from Xiliang, each holding a weapon and leading their own soldiers, pressed forward in a black mass.

Huyan Yufei's heart sank, this was the style of play he was most worried about at the moment.

He was not afraid of a one-on-one fight, but a mixed fight between multiple soldiers from both sides would be most disadvantageous to Nan Jia after they lost their three strongest fighters yesterday.

Obviously, Prince Ding, who was able to lead the Black Armor Army, knew this very well and made good use of it.

Huyan Yufei had no choice but to fight.

His weapon is a pair of large hammers.

The moment the war drums sounded on the opposite side, he took off his two hammers and held them in his hands.

Seeing Prince Ding approaching on horseback, to show his strength, he swung his two hammers, shouted "Wow!", and rushed forward.

When Feng Ling mounted his horse to fight, he used a Green Dragon Crescent Blade.

At the moment when the two horses crossed, Huyan Yufei swung his hammer and smashed it at Prince Ding's head.

Feng Ling kicked his foot, and Wuyuntasexue suddenly accelerated, causing his hammer to miss the target. With a flash of knife, Feng Ling smashed his right wrist with the knife, knocking his hammer away.

Huyan Yufei felt a huge pain in his wrist and was still in a daze when Feng Ling's horse brushed past him and Feng Ling slashed at him with his backhanded knife. This knife went straight for his neck, as fast as lightning. Huyan Yufei didn't have time to react before his head rolled to the ground.

Many soldiers of the Nanjia Army were shocked when they saw this scene.

Huyan Yufei was one of the top five generals in Nanjia, but he was beheaded as soon as they met. This, this, this...

The Nanjia army was leaderless and in complete chaos.

Huyan Yufei's deputy general did not expect that his general would lose his life in one move. In panic, he led his troops to flee in defeat.

Feng Ling ordered his troops to pursue the enemy in the chaos, and chased them all the way to Langyuan, the border town of Nanjia Kingdom. Only when he saw them fleeing into the city in panic did he sound the call for troops to retreat.

In this attack, the Nanjia army lost 12,483 people and injured 57,356 people.

The Black Armor Army suffered 367 deaths and 1,691 injuries.

The huge difference in the number of casualties between the two armies was largely due to the trampling caused by the Nanjia army during their hasty escape.

After this battle, the Nanjia army completely lost its morale.

For several days thereafter, the city gates were closed, a sign of non-fighting was hung, and no one was willing to fight.

Feng Ling was not in a hurry either.

Langyuan City is easy to defend but difficult to attack, and outside the city is a large green grassland.

Most of Nanjia Kingdom's land is located in a basin, and the temperature is generally higher than that of Xiliang. At this moment, the ground is covered with green grass.

This just happened to be a good deal for the war horses of the Black Armor Army.

The war horses had been eating hay for a whole winter and it was just the right time to change their taste.

After just a few days of eating, they became shiny and greasy, with their eyes shining.

Seeing that all the grass outside the city had been eaten up, Feng Ling estimated that the mentality of the defenders in the city was about to collapse.

These days, he sent troops many times to cut off the food supply and reinforcement support of the Nanjia army.

With his superb medical skills, Wang Xin asked for a position as a military doctor and also came to the outskirts of Langyuan City.

With the help of Wang Xin's system, Feng Ling knew that in the past eight days, Mo Qi's chest wound had basically healed, but the internal injuries of General Huyan Zan were not optimistic. Although he was awake, his spirit was very weak.

Not to mention using knives or guns, even breathing caused him unbearable pain in his internal organs.

Having lost this powerful arm, Mo Qi couldn't help but doubt his original decision.

There was little food and grass left in the city, and reinforcements took a long time to arrive.

This made Mo Qi wonder, is it really the right thing to do to join forces with Beiyue and seize the formula of the thunder ball?

The war lasted for so long, and Xiliang never used thunder balls to attack once, but they were still defeated.

So many people on his side were killed and wounded that, to be honest, he began to think about retreating.

He has submitted a memorial to his father, the emperor, requesting his permission to withdraw his troops and seek peace.

On this day, Feng Ling led the Black Armor Army to launch a fierce attack.

Mo Qi couldn't stand for long, so he was supported by his personal guards and stood on the top of the city wall.

Looking at the dark masses of Xiliang soldiers under the city, each of them was holding a shield and a sword, and they were all full of fighting spirit. Amid the sound of military drums, they shouted and protected multiple ladders as they rushed towards the city wall.

While directing the archers on the city wall to shoot arrows, he looked behind him at the messenger who was stumbling towards him.

As soon as the Black Armor Army began to attack the city, he ordered him to send a message to the quartermaster to get 200,000 arrows to go up to the city wall to fight the enemy.

The messenger looked panicked, with a look of doubt in his eyes.

Mo Qi had an ominous premonition in his heart.

Sure enough, before the messenger even got close, he knelt on the ground and reported in panic: "Your Highness, the quartermaster just discovered that all the bows and arrows in the armory are missing. The soldiers from the cooks' camp went to collect today's rice and found that there was not a single grain of rice in the granary..."

Mo Qi was shocked.

How could this be?

He had clearly taken the quartermaster to check yesterday and found that there was still enough food and fodder to support 300,000 soldiers for seven days, and there were still 500,000 arrows left. If they were used sparingly, it would be enough for him to hold on until his father's order came down.

He looked down at the city. The Black Armor Army of Xiliang placed the ladders against the city wall and began to climb up. Another fifty or sixty people pushed battering rams to the city gate. The huge crashing sound drowned out the sound of war drums and horns, and struck his heart one by one.

He managed to calm himself down and commanded the soldiers around him to lift the rolling log and throw it towards the city.

Looking at the fewer and fewer rolling logs around him, he became extremely anxious.

Fortunately, the attack from the city slowed down at this time, and the first wave of attack by the Black Armor Army was repelled.

Taking advantage of this breathing space, Mo Qi, supported by his personal soldiers, came to the quartermaster department.

Looking at the granary and armory that had been cleaned out overnight, Mo Qi felt disheartened.

He once again concluded that God was helping the Xiliang Black Armor Army.

Otherwise he really couldn't explain how someone could move such a huge granary with hundreds of thousands of bows and arrows away overnight without anyone noticing, leaving nothing behind?

The ancients were superstitious, and he could not think of any other reason for all this except the power of gods and ghosts.

Without food and arrows, and with the protection of gods and Buddhas, the Black Armor Army of Xiliang could not fight this battle at all.