Chapter 1209: Successive Ambushes
Just when Liu Bei sent out his troops urgently, Zhao Yun and his men had already encountered the third wave of ambush.
"Han Jun, I have been waiting here for a long time!"
Sakara led the charge forward with the genuine Kshatriya warrior legion as the vanguard.
Compared with the Kshatriya Legion that has not yet taken shape, they are the real elite.
However, their current state is not so much that they are leading a charge, but rather that they are being pushed forward by a huge number of miscellaneous soldiers.
Due to Kusroyi's natural delay, Deepak and his team were unable to reach in time.
So Zhao Yun and his men only need to face the Sakara and Kshatriya warrior legions in front of them.
Sakara actually discovered the embarrassment of not having his own reinforcements, but in this situation, for Sakara, who commanded a large army, stopping would make it more likely for something to go wrong.
After all, the soldiers behind him were cannon fodder who were temporarily recruited and trained and could only be used as a facade and human wave tactics.
Executing any other tactics would be a complete dream, as you would be expected to be crushed if you stopped.
It would be better to take advantage of this moment, rush forward while the momentum is getting stronger.
Anyway, his mission was not to annihilate the Han army, but to hinder the Han army's retreat. Using his body to block it could at least delay some time.
However, it was completely different from previous wars. Most of the previous Kushan auxiliary troops were in a state of just playing a supporting role. Their morale was completely insufficient and they had almost nothing except numbers.
But now it’s different. The order Rahul gave before was not completely a deception and it was still carried out.
After getting the chance to be resurrected after death and even to be cleansed of their sins, these miscellaneous soldiers became almost crazy and fearless of death.
The Kushan system had indeed undergone many improvements, but the ability to wash away its own sins was still deeply rooted in these low-caste soldiers.
Especially since they were led by the Kshatriya warriors, they were pointed out the direction for the future.
Now the Kushan auxiliary troops really came into play. After raising their momentum through the charge, they were like a flood that had burst a dam, fiercely destroying everything in front of them and directly colliding with the Han army head-on.
If you cannot stop this wave-like attack, you will be crushed in a very short time, because no one knows how many opponents you will encounter.
Precisely because he understood this, Sakara confidently led these people to charge forward. That group of blindly obedient Kushan auxiliary soldiers had truly entered a state of mindless recklessness. With their bursting strength, it was almost a matter of course that they would be crushed as long as the opponent did not have the ability to block this torrent.
Zhao Yun's face was as gloomy as water. He knew what kind of people the Kushans in front of him were at a glance. They were a mix of single and double talents, a complete cannon fodder army.
It wouldn't take long to kill all these cannon fodders, but he knew very well that he didn't have that time.
If Kusroyi had not let them go just now, they would have been blocked by such a large number of cannon fodder and their losses would have been even greater.
"Kill!" At this point, Zhao Yun had no other choice but to raise his spear and lead the charge, intending to cut through the sea of people in front of him in one go.
"Things have come to this. We have no way back!" Zhao Yun roared with a blue glow lingering around him.
"If we retreat now, we will die. If we fight, we can win. We have tens of thousands of troops. What do we have to fear? Kill them!"
At this moment, Zhao Yun has completely abandoned his former demeanor and now looks more like Lu Bu, Zhang Fei and others in the war, wild and shocking.
The internal energy gushed out violently, just like the time when he fought against Brahma. The strong sense of responsibility made Zhao Yun touch the heart tribulation once again.
The violent internal energy condensed into a Dharma image of more than ten feet on Zhao Yun's body surface at all costs. If there were no clouds, it might have condensed into hundreds of feet, but at this moment it was only this size.
"Die!"
Zhao Yun's roar spread throughout the area. The huge silver-blue Dharma image, which was over ten feet tall, held a spear in his left hand and a sword in his right hand. He slashed at the miscellaneous soldiers with his sword, and a legion attack of over a hundred feet was directly launched.
Sakara knew that he could not retreat at this moment, no matter how hard he tried. If he retreated, he would be doomed. Not only could he not retreat, he had to rush forward to block the attack.
Fortunately, he was with the Kshatriya warrior corps. If he was alone today, he would be dead.
"In my name, the confusion of time!"
Along with Sakara's roar, a clear image of Sakara with three silhouettes appeared behind Sakara.
With the decentralization of the power of the Three Gods, those who visualize gods and Buddhas no longer have to worry about being assimilated by Brahma, and the difficulty of replacing gods and Buddhas is reduced. Sakara naturally replaced the original gods and Buddhas and became the new gods and Buddhas.
After the image of Sakara shattered, it immediately turned into a glow that enveloped the Kshatriya Warrior Corps. At this moment, the Kshatriya Warrior Corps truly entered its strongest posture, and time was confused in their eyes.
It's not the well-honed battlefield intuition, but the ability to see the next most likely attack when actually attacking.
This kind of trick that touches time and space has always been powerful. Although it is not as good as the Yulin Army's direct use of power from the future, nor as good as the time travel currently mastered by the Tenth Knight, but being able to peek into the future is already a very powerful ability.
"It's just a legion attack! Block it!"
Sakara roared, gathering the power of clouds and the entire Kshatriya warrior army to directly destroy Zhao Yun's army attack.
Zhao Yun looked at Sakara deeply. It was almost a dream to want to defeat such a top-level legion by relying on legion attacks.
Then he simply ignored the Kshatriya warrior corps and began to bombard the front indiscriminately, wielding spears and swords. There was no need for any sophisticated moves, he just consumed the essence of heaven and earth and began to bomb on the spot.
He couldn't sustain this state for too long; he had to exert the greatest power in the shortest possible time.
After several consecutive strikes, more than a thousand people died under Zhao Yun's attack. The entire army of miscellaneous soldiers almost collapsed in the face of this god-like opponent, but their faith ultimately allowed them to overcome their fear.
However, when they charged, they inevitably wanted to stay away from the blue giant Zhao Yun.
"Zilong, the legion behind us has caught up!" Huang Zhong shouted sternly. His beyond-visual-range capability could help him monitor the enemy's movements in the rear.
Hearing this, Zhao Yun could only lower his head and continue swinging his spear and sword, cutting a bloody path among the miscellaneous soldiers.
"Want to leave? Not that easy!" Sakara roared and led the Kshatriya warrior legion to block Zhao Yun's way to break out.
"Die!" Huang Zhong roared, directly revealing the trump card of their small army.
"Shesheng Battalion, shoot!"
"middle!"
The soldiers of the Shesheng Camp, who had been paddling, immediately drew their bows and shot arrows at Huang Zhong's command, and a hail of arrows fell on the Kshatriya warrior army.
Then, without even waiting to see the results of their battle, they basically fell to the ground, gasping for breath.
Sakara wished he could gouge out his eyes. In the future he saw, any soldier who was shot would die instantly, even the centurion of the Kshatriya Legion.
The opponent's attack, like the attack of the Peacock Legion, is simply not something that humans can handle.
"Use your teammates to hide!" Sakara roared.
The entire Kshatriya warrior army was instantly In the future that they saw, they hid behind the miscellaneous soldiers, stabbed their teammates in the back and used them as shields to block the arrows.
This was the only way out they could see.
However, even though they could see the future and Sakara reacted quickly enough, nearly two thousand Kshatriya soldiers were still killed directly.
This huge loss directly shocked Sakara. He knew that stopping the Han army was a troublesome task, but he never thought it would be like this.
"No wonder Rahul asked me to use miscellaneous soldiers to consume the enemy..."
Sakara didn't have time to think about it. They had already paid such a huge price, so they couldn't let Zhao Yun and his men kill them.
"You go first, I'll cover you!" Zhao Yun said decisively. At this moment, he was no longer in a state of depression, but had completely rebounded from the bottom.
"Take care, Zilong!"
Huang Zhong looked at Zhao Yun, whose eyes were bloodshot and who was completely furious, and without saying anything more, he led his men to kill their way out along the path opened by Zhao Yun.
"All of you die!"
He immediately swung his spear and sword and launched attacks on the left and right. At this moment, the army of miscellaneous soldiers was defeated, the suppression of the clouds in the sky was slightly relaxed, and his legion's attack became more magnificent.
The attack that stretched for hundreds of feet was directed directly at Deepak and his men. Many royal rangers were even frightened by the overwhelming momentum and had no power to dodge, and were turned into ashes on the spot.
However, as these top-level legions were protected by clouds of energy, Zhao Yun was unable to do anything violent. After killing dozens of soldiers with his first strike, the rest of the fierce bombardment was completely offset.
"A mere legion attack!"
Sakara roared, mobilizing the strength of the Kshatriya warrior regiment, and took advantage of the gaps in Zhao Yun's bombardment to attack Zhao Yun directly.
“Crack!”
Zhao Yun's magic weapon was shattered on the spot, and Zhao Yun himself was also affected, with a trace of blood oozing from the corner of his mouth.
Zhao Yun, knowing that he could not resist the army, once again launched a huge legion attack, and then ran away without looking back.
"Why did you come just now!" Sakara's bloodshot eyes silenced Deepak and the others, and they walked slowly.
"Three thousand men, I lost three thousand men!" Sakara roared. Three fifths of his legion were wiped out and the organization was almost ruined.
Deepak and the others were silent. For safety reasons, they chased together. As a result, Shuguang rode a little slower, allowing Sakara to get a handle on the Han Dynasty's trump card.
Although they appeared very sad on the surface, they were actually relieved in their hearts. It was not that they were not human beings, but the counterattack from the Han Dynasty that they were most worried about had disappeared, and there would be no danger from now on.
"Let's not talk about this for now, let's chase!" Kusroyi interrupted Sakara's roar.
He only felt chilled. Sakara only cared about the death of three-fifths of the Kshatriya warrior army, but did not take the corpses scattered on the ground seriously at all.
This indifference to low-caste soldiers made Kusroyi feel frightened from the bottom of his heart.
"I will not be a human being if I don't avenge myself!" Sakara looked at the big hole on Kusroyi's chest and could only roar in anger, then followed Deepak and the others in pursuit.
"That's all I can do to help you!"
Kusroyi sighed in his heart. He had done his best to help Zhao Yun delay two pursuits. Next, he could not show any leniency.
Although the Han Dynasty promised a lot, those were things in the future after all. Before seeing the actual things, he absolutely could not let the Kushans find out about the problems. He was already the last hope of the Dalits.
"Who is defending in the front?" Kusroyi asked Sakara.
"Indra, Oboi, Kublai Khan, Kailash, I don't know the last one either!" Sakara said casually. Although this thing is a secret, those present are officers and generals from the core circle, and there is nothing worth hiding.
"It should be Oswald. I remember he was also transferred here, but I didn't see him!" Deepak said casually.
"Oswald, has he taken the last step?" Kusroyi was stunned for a moment, then asked.
"Well, he has taken the step forward, and now he is a three-talented legion!"
"I remember Gavin seemed to have been transferred here as well?" Urdu said a little puzzled.
"Two third-level talents make the final kill?" Kusroyi was stunned . This was not good news.
However, considering that the last ambush is a bit close to the Han Dynasty, it seems to make sense to use two three-talent legions to make the final kill.
"I'm afraid it's more than that. If I remember correctly, the Qiexue Army seems to have been transferred here as well!" Nilanzhan said silently.
"Temujin left the mountain pass?" This time not only Kusroyi, but also Sakara was shocked.
Arvind is in the south, Rahul is also in the south. If Temujin also comes to the south, the north will be useless. By then, it will be directly defeated by the Han Dynasty, and they will lose even if they win.
After the mountain pass, it is directly to Peshawar. If they lose that place, no matter how much they win, the Kushans will be doomed.
"No, he can't have left. It should be Jamukha who brought people here!" Kusroyi thought about it calmly and reacted instantly.
In addition to Temujin, the commander of the Qieshig Army was also Jamukha, but Jamukha was always overshadowed by Temujin and was not easily remembered.
Kusroyi was also impressed by Rahul's evaluation of Jamukha.
"It seems that the Han army is doomed to die!"
Deepak was a little excited. What could be more gratifying than hearing that the enemy was dead, especially such a powerful enemy.
"Commander Rahul is indeed powerful. The last failure was indeed due to the rubbish Brahmins holding us back!" Urdu nodded.
He highly respected Rahul. After all, he was one of the few officers in the Southern Gui who could defeat the Northern Gui and was deeply respected by the officers of the Dayuezhi.
The last time they heard about Rahul being beheaded, they all thought it was a joke, until they were transferred here and realized that it was real.
But before they could recover from the shock, Rahul was alive again, so their respect for Rahul remained the same.
As for the reason for the loss, it must be because the trash Brahmin was holding us back. Now that the three gods have descended, the trash Brahmin can no longer hold us back.
Rahul was indeed extremely fierce. With a single move, he killed nearly 100,000 Han soldiers, including several senior officers. No one could help but be impressed by his skills.
