"It's coming, it's coming!" In the dark, Yan Haibo's low voice trembled a little, not because he was afraid, but because he was excited, he had walked for more than a month, and he had no fun at all, but he was bored by the active man, and now he finally ran into a group of mountain bandits who were not afraid of death, how could he not be interested?

"Bingcao, why didn't I see anything, didn't I hear?" Beside Yan Haibo, the voice of a recruit was also a little trembling, he was really a little scared, after all, this was his first real battle.

"If you can see and hear it, then you can still call it a recruit?" Yan Haibo chuckled, "It depends on feeling, boy, are you a little scared?" He called the other party a brat, in fact, this recruit was a few years older than him, of course, if he talked about his experience on the battlefield, it would not be an exaggeration for Yan Haibo to call him a brat.

"It's a little bit!" The recruit lowered his head a little embarrassedly, "I'm a disgrace to you, Bing Cao!"

"What a shame, the first time, it's like this!" Yan Haibo didn't care, "Stay and fight with the enemy for a while, cut it down, blood will splash your face, don't spit it out, hold back Luo, when you cut the second and third knives, you won't feel anything. It's about the same as killing a pig."

The recruit nodded vigorously, clenched the spear in his hand with both hands, because of the force, his fingers made a kaka sound, Yan Haibo shrugged, everyone has a first, of course he will not tell this rookie, after killing someone for the first time, he once vomited a dark.

Tonight's camp looked the same as ever, with sporadic dead wind lanterns hanging on the flagpole of the camp, and piles of burned bonfires, still emitting dim firelight, but in the darkness, more than a thousand Fufeng foot soldiers sat quietly on the ground with guns in hand, waiting for the approaching mountain bandits.

After two or three days of difficult marching, during the day today, the problems encountered in the past suddenly disappeared without a trace, and it was actually a smooth road, and at this speed, tomorrow, they will be out of the Luliang Mountain Realm. The attack of the mountain bandit Feng Fayong can only be tonight, and he only has this chance at night.

In today's camp, murderous machines lurk, and in the darkness, the god of death smiled and opened his bloody mouth, happily waiting for the scythe of death to harvest the lives one by one.

"Hyocao, I saw it, I saw it!" The recruit beside Yan Haibo screamed in a low voice, but it startled Yan Haibo, who was squinting.

"Shut up, the blind man has seen it too!" Yan Haibo reprimanded, under the faint starlight, the shadows of the devil appeared in everyone's field of vision, bending over, as light as a raccoon cat, and were rapidly approaching the camp.

"Good fellow, besiege on three sides, is this a siege of three queone, leaving us a way to escape? This mountain bandit still knows a little bit of the art of war?" On the other side, Naha touched the roots of his beard and grinned, the mountain bandits and the regular army played the art of war, which really made people laugh off their big teeth." Let's see, will you run away or will we run away?"

Yan Haibo raised his hand, as his hand was raised, a group of soldiers behind him held an arm crossbow, the cat waist stepped forward a few steps, knelt on the ground on one knee, raised the arm and crossbow flat, and began to aim at the intended target, behind them, another row of soldiers put the spear in their hands on the ground, and untied an arrow bag from the waist, inside, it was filled with a special crossbow arrow with an arm open crossbow, and in front of them, another arm open crossbow with a good crossbow arrow had been placed.

Yan Haibo curled his fingers and counted silently in his heart, when he counted to fifty, the black shadow on the opposite side suddenly ran up, and in an instant he crossed the distance that had taken a long time to pass, and at this time, Yan Haibo also stood up, and behind him, rows of soldiers also stood up with him, and the spear stretched out diagonally forward.

The screams suddenly sounded, and the mountain bandits who were at the forefront fell into the trench outside the camp without accident, they never imagined that there was still an army in this world, and after digging the trench outside the camp, they carefully restored its surface to its original state. It's not surprising to dig a trench for defense, but it's rare to go to great lengths to disguise the appearance exactly as before.

The trench was filled with sharp bamboo sticks and sharpened stakes, and if you fall, you will not lose your life, but it is easy to pierce the foot and pierce the thigh.

It's the whizzing crossbow bolts. These crossbow arrows have long been aimed at these places, and at this time, it is just a matter of shooting the crossbow arrows aimed at the good ones in time.

After the bolts, the wailing came to an abrupt end.

But this was followed by a deafening shout.

The bravery of the mountain bandits was stimulated by the blood for the first time, and the form had been exposed, and they no longer had any scruples, straightened up, raised their swords and guns, and howled and pounced on the camp.

The camp has no fences, no breastprints, nothing, just rush through and you can get everything done.

In the camp, the fire was lit up steeply, and torches were thrown, and in the camp, a raging fire was lit on the ground, and piles of bonfires filled with grease were burning, and under the light of the fire, the wind soldiers around the camp stood with guns, and were coldly looking at the mountain bandits who were screaming and pounced.

The crossbow arrows kept shooting, wave after wave, cutting leeks and harvesting the mountain bandits who pounced on them, the ones holding the arms and crossbows were all veterans, a hundred steps away, the enemy's splashed blood could not affect their nerves in the slightest, they shot the crossbow arrows in their hands indifferently, and behind them, a row of recruits in charge of loading the crossbows was a little unbearable, many people's hands began to tremble, the farthest range of the arm crossbow reached four hundred steps, within two hundred steps, it can cause great damage, the basic one is helpless, one arrow down, Mountain bandits without armor are often shot through the head, and if they are not hit in the head, they will basically not be able to see the head.

Someone is retching.

"Loaded arrows!" A veteran touched an empty hand with one hand, looked back and saw that the recruit's hand with the arrow was shaking and shaking, a crossbow arrow had not been wound for a long time, and he couldn't help but be furious, and his backhand was a slap, and the recruit was beaten on the head, and he took out a crossbow arrow from the ground, buckled the crossbow at a very fast speed, held up, aimed, and shot.

"Loaded arrows!" He roared loudly.

The recruit who had been slapped was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly, as if he had been woken up, he let out a muffled roar, buried his head, and reloaded the empty arm crossbow.

The formation that hit outside was scattered by crossbow arrows, and the flesh and blood could not resist such an attack at all, and no matter how brave the will was, it would be wiped out by such a stormy blow.

The infantry turned over and got on their horses, choked, pulled out the saber at their waists, and roared angrily, "Get out of the camp and charge into battle!"

With a roar, a hundred cavalry split into two teams from both sides of the infantry array and rushed out. Arrows from both sides straight into the mountain bandits.

At the moment when the cavalry rushed out, inside the camp, the crossbows stopped firing, and the foot soldiers, with spears in their hands, roared, and followed the cavalry in a row, walking outward.

The cavalry was responsible for breaking up the bandits, and they were responsible for harvesting.

On the three directions of the camp, they instantly fell into hand-to-hand combat. It is said that it is hand-to-hand combat, in fact, it is more like a massacre, the cavalry will rush the mountain bandits to pieces, and the neatly killed foot soldiers are their dreams, just luckily escaped the cavalry's cold sabers, and before they had time to rejoice, there were neat rows of spears stabbed out at the same time.

It's better to stab than to stab, this is the iron law on the battlefield, a knife to cut down, as long as it is not a hit, maybe you can pick up a life to go back, but if you are stabbed by the spear head-on, it is basically over, the spear is like a body, with the opponent's wrist shake, flip, pull back, the damage is multiplied, and the one who is hit is almost dead.

On the other side of the silence, Feng Fayong was lying on the ground with dozens of core subordinates, his black tights blending perfectly with the night, and it was very easy to be noticed. Attacking on three sides at the same time, but the battle situation on three sides was greatly unexpected by him, and the opponent was not prepared by him, but the firepower of the opponent's long-range weapons surprised him. The incessant sound of arrows almost made him think that he was not facing an army about the same number as him, but an enemy several times as large as him was shooting arrows at the same time.

The screams continued, the cavalry rushed out, and the opponent began to cut and decompose his own people, which made him hesitate a little, originally planned to sneak in while the two sides were stuck together, but now the development of the battle situation, there is a stalemate there, from the beginning, his own people are like sheep surrounded by lions, and they were slaughtered.

"Boss, forget it, this battle can't be fought." Xiao Ke's voice trembled beside him, and it was obvious that he was frightened by the momentum of his opponent.

Feng Fayong gritted his teeth, "No, do it, this Gao Yuan is so powerful, if he really lets him go to the front line, I don't know how many of our comrades will be killed by him, and now there is a chance to let him die, and it is in the hands of their own people, how can they miss it. Let's go."

He stood up sharply, and with his bow and arrows in his hand, he hurried forward, and behind him, among dozens of people, some with bows and arrows, others with cans of grease. Not far in front of them were swarthy carts full of grain.

Burn the grain, and everything will be fine, and this mission will be a complete success. Feng Fayong wants to give it a go.

Feng Fayong ran very fast, his eyes fixed on the target in front of him.

The next moment, a majestic figure suddenly stood up in his eyes. Feng Fa stood up bravely, his body shook before he stood firmly, his eyes suddenly lit up, he couldn't help squinting his eyes, and then, he saw that in front of him, there were blazing torches lit, in the firelight, an officer held a long war knife in his hand, the war knife dragged on the ground, he stood there like that, and behind him, a row of soldiers holding crossbows, crossbow arrows shining with cold light were aimed at them in the distance.

"Feng Da is in charge, it's been a long time!" The man grinned and laughed. (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point (biquge.info) to vote for recommendation and monthly pass. Your support is my biggest motivation ......)