The Unjust System and My War-Crazy Self

According to Shi Lanshu, she had already stabbed Li Laiheng, who was seriously injured. If the confrontation continued for a while, Li Laiheng might die directly.

In Li Qinxiang's opinion, as long as he is a little more patient-

Then the credit for wiping out the Thirteen Families of Kuidong would be his.

When Li Qinxiang thought about how he could make such a contribution at the last moment, he almost couldn't stop smiling.

Ugh.

It’s a pity that there was no poison on Shi Lanshu’s sword.

Otherwise, how could that traitor be alive today?

Li Qinxiang thought with a little regret in his heart.

"Uncle, look."

Suddenly, Shi Lanshu pointed to the top of the valley.

"The thief leader has come out."

"Oh?" Li Qinxiang raised his head.

Sure enough, Li Laiheng was supported by his deputy general and climbed to a high place to look into the distance.

However, judging from the fact that he needed help from others to stand up, he probably didn't have much time left.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Li Qinxiang shouted at Li Laiheng from a distance.

"Traitor!"

"Will you surrender?"

"Hahaha!!"

Seeing their governor shout like this, the remaining soldiers of the Xuan army started to make noise and began to insult Li Laiheng who was high up in the valley.

"Surrender! Surrender! Surrender now!"

"Bah!" Li Laiheng spat fiercely, his eyes turning red.

"I will never surrender!"

"We will never surrender until we die! We will never surrender!" The Meng army on the hill also began to shout.

For a moment, the two armies insulted each other across the hill.

But at this moment...

“Rustle, rustle!”

As if a sudden gust of wind came, the trees on the nearby mountains began to sway in the wind.

Immediately afterwards, countless startled birds flew away from their nests.

The whole earth seemed to tremble, and leaves fell to the ground, only to be blown away by the morning wind.

It seemed as if thousands of troops were rushing here like a raging wave.

“..…” Li Qinxiang’s smiling face froze for a moment.

Depend on!

Could it be that the Jianzhou Eight Banners uncles came back to take credit after knowing that I had designed a plan to defeat Li Laiheng?

Anyway, they are definitely capable of doing such a thing.

And at present, they are the only ones who can mobilize so many people.

"Send someone to check it out."

Li Qinxiang ordered his men in a very depressed tone.

If the Eight Banners of Jianzhou really came, wouldn't the merits they had obtained be...

"Bang, bang, bang!"

However, what first emerged from the dense forest was a continuous sound of explosions, like popping beans.

"ha?"

"Did it go off accidentally?"

Li Qinxiang subconsciously thought that it was the Jianzhou Eight Banners who were eager to take credit, and their muskets had accidentally gone off.

Anyway, this group of uncles has personally or instructed their subordinates to steal the weapons and equipment of the Green Camp more than once or twice.

But unexpectedly, the explosion was accompanied by the screams and wails of countless Green Camp soldiers.

"ah!!"

A storm as dark as ink came roaring in, stirring up bloody storms among some Green Camp standard soldiers near the edge.

Many miserable soldiers turned into bloody masses in the blink of an eye, emitting heart-wrenching screams.

Even those Green Camp soldiers who were not hit by the storm were mostly covered in blood, their ears were buzzing, their vision was black, their legs were weak, and they rolled down the mountain stream.

"What the hell is this!"

Some soldiers were tearing off the white fluff that emerged from their wounds.

Although most of them could not read a single word, this strange sight made them all suspect that they had been poisoned.

In fact, if the Green Camp soldiers did not have any medicine to treat them, the hyphae that were filled with various deadly substances would indeed cause them to die in great pain from festering all over their bodies after a period of time.

Fortunately, they will not suffer such a tragic fate.

because.

"kill!!"

Shu Yichao drove a huge oak god soldier and rushed out from the lush forest.

Beside him, countless gray mushroom soldiers that looked like giant human-shaped mushrooms were roaring towards him like a flood.

“Crack!!”

The sharp blade spun lightly, and the huge human head rolled to the ground like a ball, splashing blood.

They had never expected that such a group of killer green camp soldiers would suddenly appear in the forest, and they immediately fell into chaos.

They seemed to have encountered a real flood. They fluttered twice in the swirling waves and then disappeared without a trace.

"What is that?!"

This sudden change shocked Li Qinxiang and his subordinates.

I have been in this mountainous area of ​​Kuidong for so long, but I have never seen such a monster.

But then, Shu Yichao's high-spirited shout answered the doubts in his heart.

"The Great Western Heavenly King is here!"

“Kill kill kill kill kill kill kill!”

"Not a single piece of armor will be left!"

"No prisoners in this battle!"

After the fog of war on the strategic map was dispelled, Shu Yichao was immediately moved.

There were flags waving and tents stretching out in a long line. The Eight Banners and Green Camps combined must have at least 100,000 heads!

Does this make you run?

So Shu Yichao immediately organized a large army and rushed towards the Kuidong area with great momentum.

He first entered Pengshui from northern Guizhou, then captured Fuzhou, and then went down the river to Zhongxian.

It was a pity that the mountainous terrain was rugged and his advance was a little slow, but at least he caught up.

But at this time

Jun is actually planning to slip away?

Can this be tolerated?

So Shu Yichao traveled day and night, marching all the way, and finally at the last moment he led a mushroom army to catch up with the Jing army.

"Go to hell!"

Shu Yichao broke off a towering tree and used it as a mace, chasing the fleeing Green Camp soldiers without thinking.

Once caught up, they will be completely crushed into meat paste in the fierce gale.

The rest of the Mushroom Army also chased and hunted the panicked Green Camp soldiers with various weapons.

"This, this is a friendly force!?" Li Laiheng on the hilltop was stunned.

Although they seem to be a group of weird-looking guys, the big banners of the words "Ming" and "Meng" cannot be fake.

It shouldn't be a military trick.

Whose strategy of self-torture is to kill hundreds of his own elite soldiers?

"Hurry!" So he immediately ordered his troops.

"Support them!"

"But Duke Lin, we have run out of arrows." The deputy general said with a bitter face.

"Then use stones!" Li Laiheng covered his wound and roared in a decisive voice.

"Kill as many Tartars as you can,"

"Until I can't kill anymore!"

"It's the southwestern bandits!" Li Qinxiang was horrified after hearing Shu Yichao's shout.

The Great Western Heavenly King, isn’t that the name that the bandit leader in Yunnan and Guizhou calls himself?

Damn it!

How come these guys came so fast!?

He thought he had enough time to return to Sichuan to deal with the situation.

"Hold on!" Li Qinxiang roared as he looked at the gray torrent in front of him.

"Block them for me!"

"Don't panic, don't lose your composure!"

"Fight those monsters!"

Li Qinxiang knew very well that the terrain here was complex and the mountain roads were rugged, and a large army could not deploy at all.

No matter how well-trained you are, if you squeeze into a narrow mountain road, it will only turn into a mess like a street fight.

No one wants to fight a bad battle with low returns but huge losses.

If we can hold our ground, we can slowly retreat and form a formation.

Even if you encounter such a surprise attack, you may not be able to escape unscathed.

But he only guessed the beginning, not the ending.

Shu Yichao is not afraid of a disastrous battle.

After a night of rapid march, the little mushrooms were already exhausted.

Shu Yichao didn't expect them to wipe out the Jing Army's rearguard in one breath.

Their function is to buy time for the main force to catch up.

What's more, since he couldn't command the mountain warfare, he might as well let the mushroom soldiers under his command do what they wanted.

It just so happened that he also wanted to verify the combat effectiveness of his new type of soldiers.

[Class name: Vine-armored Shroomlet.]

[Category: Mountain Shooter.]

[Main weapon attack power: strong, armor-piercing, piercing attack, poisonous.]

[Secondary weapon attack power: Good.]