Under the light of the fire, the person who was surrounded and protected by people, dressed in a white brocade robe, looked even different from others, and a string of jade beads hung around his neck sparkled in the dark night, which showed that this person's identity was not an ordinary person.

"One pound, give me arrows."

"Whew!."

Wang Yijin immediately presented his quiver, Zhang Xiaowu pulled his bow and shot arrows, and the arrows hit the short and stout white-robed man like meteors.

"Poof!"

The arrow pierced the man's neck, and the man fell straight to the ground, and the crowd around him surrounded him even tighter in shock. Several guards even used the dead bodies on the ground as shields and shouted loudly, and the other bandits closed in one after another.

Zhang Xiaowu doubted the identity of this person and why there were so many people to protect him, so he then took three arrows from Wang Yijin's hand and aimed at the crowd and shot them. Several sand bandits fell to the ground after being hit by arrows, and the other sand bandits immediately filled their positions and pointed to Zhang Xiaowu's direction and shouted alert.

Zhang Xiaowu immediately shouted: "Twenty of you, shoot at that person in many places, and scatter three arrows." ”

"Whoa!"

The sergeant was given the order to shoot arrows at many places, but the bandits still used their bodies to block the arrows, and several of them fell to the ground after the sound of breaking through the air. The corpses of a dozen sand bandits were piled up into a pile of corpses, once again blocking the rain of arrows for the strong man.

Zhang Xiaowu had been observing this place, and when he saw that the sand bandits had been shot and killed, he looked elsewhere. At this time, the camp of the sand bandits had been killed by the fire and the rain of arrows, and some of the sand bandits actually killed each other because they were blocked by others to escape.

The enemy was in chaos, and Zhang Xiaowu immediately ordered the sergeant to shoot all the arrows and abandon the bow and prepare for the horse. Zhang Xiaowu waved his hand, three hundred soldiers got on their horses neatly, lined up, and with a "knife", the generals pulled out their blades, and their eyes showed a murderous look ahead, and everyone's hearts were full of blood.

It was Chen Boqing, and the hand holding the sword trembled slightly, not because he was afraid, but because he was full of pride in his chest at the moment, and he had such an impulse to be a good man. He turned his head to look at the young Zhang Xiaowu again, but found that he was unusually calm, staring at the fire and chaos in the enemy's camp with bright eyes, and couldn't help but ask: "General, when will you kill him?" ”

"Let the bullets fly for a while."

"What do you mean?"

Zhang Xiaowu always stared at the enemy, and replied with a smile: "Wait for them to kill each other for a while, and once they calm down, we will immediately rush to kill." ”

"Whoa." Chen Boqing replied, and then couldn't help but be stunned, how did he become his subordinate, he couldn't help but sing "喏" in response, and then looked at the others, they looked like they should be, and suddenly had a new definition of the army and the rivers and lakes in their hearts. The rivers and lakes are just fighting and killing, and no matter how powerful the people of the rivers and lakes are, they will be exterminated when they encounter the unified army.

Observing that some of the sand bandits began to organize people to prepare horses to find people, Zhang Xiaowu knew that the time had come, and pointed his knife at the enemy's tent and shouted: "Follow the direction of the wind, follow me to kill it!" Don't stop, make a detour through the enemy camp and kill from here! Don't go against the wind! ”

"Whoa!"

Zhang Xiaowu brandished a horse chopping knife and took the lead in killing, and the other soldiers howled and raised their swords to follow, and the three hundred Han troops gradually changed into a wild goose formation during the march. The blades of the Sen Sen resounded with the sound of horses' hooves in the moonlit night, and the soldiers raised their blades to kill and shouted loudly.

"Dada...... Da Da Da ...... Dadada......"

Two or three hundred war horses of the Han army ran on the sand and brought up a piece of dust, and when they looked at it from a distance, they only felt that the smoke was billowing out, as if thousands of troops and horses were coming. The sand bandits were even more afraid, and they had been burned to the point that they had lost the courage to resist, and at this time, there were even fewer resistors, and they fled indiscriminately.

"Dada...... Dadada......"

The south wind swept the flames throughout the enemy camp, and many horses were set on their tails or saddles, some of the horses were frightened by the burning neighing of others, and even a few sand bandits were trampled into flesh by their own horses fleeing in all directions. The sand bandits found that the horses were frightened and could not be restrained, so they could only give up riding their horses to fight back, and risked their lives to directly pick up their blades and rush towards the Han army.

"Kill!"

Zhang Xiaowu's eyes were full of cruelty, his body was lying on the horse, the horse slashing knife in his hand was straight, the blade was outward, and a panicked sand bandit soon appeared in front of him, and he directly let the war horse crash over. I only heard a bang, and the sand bandit was hit by the war horse and flew up more than a foot high, and when he fell to the ground, he vomited blood, and all the bones on his body were shattered. Cavalry against infantry did not need to use too sharp blades, and in an instant, the fleeing and panicked enemy encountered the blade either with a decapitated head, or a shattered body, or even knocked away by a warhorse.

"Bang!"

Another sand bandit was knocked into the distance and fell to the ground without even vomiting blood and died.

Zhang Xiaowu shouted and cut down a sand bandit, and at this time, a sharp arrow flew in, and he saw that it hit him, but Chen Boqing's broken sword was suddenly blocked to the ground.

With a bang, the arrow fell to the ground and split into two.

Zhang Xiaowu touched the back of his neck for a burst of shock and fear, and a cold sweat broke out on his back instantly, and he saw Chen Boqing's palm raised, and a dart pierced the night sky, shooting the sneak attack sand bandit to death. Zhang Xiaowu reacted at this time and said, "Thank you Chen Daxia." ”

"No thanks." Chen Boqing.

Zhang Xiaowu nodded and laughed, Chen Boqing also laughed, the two laughed and hated, and no longer disliked each other.

As one sand bandit after another fell to the ground, the cavalry array of the Han army gradually penetrated deep into the enemy group, and the war horses were blocked by the corpses on the ground and the enemy's horses, and the speed gradually slowed down.

Zhang Xiaowu originally wanted to take the soldiers through the enemy camp and then go around to kill seven in and seven out, but the soldiers of the dead soldier battalion were not real cavalry after all, and they could not cross the enemy camp freely to kill and kill. What made him even more helpless was the years of training, which made the soldiers of the Dead Soldiers Battalion more accustomed to standing on the ground with their feet and fighting, so that when they were engaged with the enemy, they unconsciously strangled their horses, so that the horses stopped and fought with the sand bandits. At this time, the morale of the sand bandits plummeted, and the morale of the army was weakened, so they only cared about escaping and did not turn back and fight hard, otherwise the dead battalion would have suffered heavy losses.

Zhang Xiaowu saw that his sergeants were already mixed with the enemy, and shouted several times one after another, wanting to lead the sergeants out of the melee, but the sergeants couldn't hear his shouts at all, let alone couldn't get rid of it. Some of the sand bandits were also red-eyed, knowing that if they escaped, they would die, so they desperately wanted to leave the Han army.

Seeing this, Zhang Xiaowu yelled at the Han army beside him: "You guys follow me, kill!" As he spoke, he slashed his saber, knocked the blade of a sand bandit away, rode his horse to one place, and cut the sand bandit weapon that attacked the Han soldier in two. The sand bandit looked at Zhang Xiaowu and ran away in fear, and the Han soldiers were about to chase after him, but he was stopped by Zhang Xiaowu and shouted: "Follow me, follow me and kill!" ”

"Kill!" Zhao Suo and other pro-soldiers never left him, and Shen Lindong's martial arts skills also dispersed the sand bandits around him, and followed with a few henchmen, including Li Chuncheng.

Li Chuncheng was injured a little, and Chen Boqing couldn't help asking, "How did you get hurt?" Li Chuncheng said embarrassedly: "I'm not used to riding a horse, and this horse is uncontrollable, so I just fell off the horse and got my feet wrapped around the stirrups. ”

Chen Boqing smiled in his heart, it seems that this "comrade-in-arms" is also a good foot fighter, and he is demented on horseback.

Zhang Xiaowu wielded his saber and cut down the two sand bandits with excellent arm strength, and saw Zu Gongmao kill him with men and horses, Zhang Xiaowu laughed wildly twice, and led everyone to kill the fleeing sand bandits. Subsequently, soldiers repelled the sand bandits one after another, followed by Zhang Xiaowu and others, and the team of the dead soldiers battalion gradually regrouped, and everyone refound the backbone.

The light of the moon, the light of the sword, the light of blood, accompanied by the screams and the sound of the wind, intertwined into a song of desert slaughter, where human beings become worthless, no one knows how to pity others, and the nature of killing makes them constantly harvest each other's lives. This was a massacre, a massacre of the sand bandits by the Han army, an absolute massacre of the regular army with high morale in the face of bandits who had lost their souls and had uneven hearts.

The ruins of Roland had become the Shura Hell at this time, and the sand on the ground was stained with blood, sticking together, and gradually covered by the wind-blown gravel, as if the people who died here did not exist.

Zhang Xiaowu was so angry that twenty of his wounded sand bandits died, but he became more and more excited, and even felt that riding on a horse was very cumbersome. So he jumped off the horse, and as soon as he got off the horse, he ran into a sand bandit head-on, Zhang Xiaowu raised his long knife and smashed it hard.

The sand bandit hurriedly raised his scimitar to resist left and right, only to hear the sound of dangdang, and the sand bandit gradually lost his strength and took a few steps back.

Zhang Xiaowu became more and more abusive, the long knife in his hand chased the enemy's head and flew up and down reluctantly, as if there was a primitive impulse in his body, he must take the life of the other side.

The sand bandit shouted loudly as if begging for mercy, but saw Zhang Xiaowu's eyes showing a crimson and eerie aura, as if he was a demon from hell, his hand was weak, and he was knocked off by Zhang Xiaowu. The sand bandit immediately knelt on the ground, kowtowed and begged for mercy, and even began to cry.

Zhang Xiaowu shouted, slashed down, and directly cut the sand bandits into two pieces, and then he didn't look at them and rushed towards the other sand bandits. Seeing this, some soldiers also followed his example and dismounted to kill the enemy, as the so-called soldiers are brave, Zhang Xiaowu is so brave, the soldiers are even more desperate to kill the enemy, and their morale is getting higher and higher.

The sand bandits trembled and kept retreating, more than 2,000 people were killed by these 360 Han soldiers and scattered and fled, and some of the sand bandits who knelt on the ground and begged for surrender were like lambs waiting to be slaughtered.

Zhang Xiaowu saw that a sand bandit leader wearing a hat was riding on a horse and was fleeing, so he immediately drove his horse to chase after him, and the sand bandit leader chased the mount a few whips, but he didn't want to get off the horse in his crotch and was not his own, so he refused to obey, and actually jumped up and threw him to the ground. Zhang Xiaowu rushed forward like thunder, and slashed at the back of the sand bandit leader, and a bloody hole more than a foot long immediately gushed blood, and the sand bandit leader did not feel the pain, and fled forward desperately, and after stumbling and running a few steps, he fell to the ground, not knowing whether he was dead or alive.

Chen Boqing saw it from afar, rushed over, and said, "This person is the leader of the sand bandits who chased and killed us last time. ”