628. Battle of the Sentinels
Liu 15 was originally a soldier of the guards and pro-army, and when Zhao Yu and Zhao Yu left Lin'an, they followed hundreds of thousands of soldiers and civilians to turn around several times, and finally arrived in Jinzhou.
Later, the guards were merged into the Tiankui Army and the Tiangang Army respectively, and Liu 15 followed and merged under Su Quandang.
He is naturally an undoubted pawn in the current Great Song Dynasty Forbidden Army.
In the battles of Jinzhou and Leizhou, he failed to get a head in the army. Later, Zhao Dongting reorganized the army to attack the West Road of Guangnan, and Liu Shifu saw that many recruits in the camp were able to successfully become the commander, the chief and even the centurion because of the killing of the Yuan army. Since then, he has been able to become the commander of the midstream post of the Tiangang Army.
The sentinels are all elites, and this is barely comparable to the centurion in the ordinary foot soldiers.
Although the sentry also meant that it was easier to break the battlefield than ordinary foot soldiers, Liu Shifu, who had no relatives at home and was stimulated by blood, no longer cared about these things.
In the past, there were old soldiers who said that Lord Yama was long-eyed, and the more afraid of death on the battlefield, the easier it was to die. Liu Shifu didn't believe it, but now he found out that this was indeed the case.
He even thought that when he would make enough military achievements to become a centurion, he would be able to marry a big-ass girl. When the time comes, the old Liu family will be able to spread out again.
"Hurry!"
Ten people are divided into three teams, about five meters apart from each other. When listening to the footsteps becoming more and more real, Liu Wuxian snorted.
He personally led the two of them, and the pace was two points faster.
The two sentinels collided in the night, until they were only two or three meters away from each other, and they could finally see each other's figures.
"Blade!"
Liu 15 drank again.
He and a sentry next to him suddenly jumped to their feet, their knives slashing at the dark shadow in front of them.
Overwhelm people with power.
It is not easy for the sentinel to make military achievements in large-scale operations, and only this is the opportunity.
However, the sentinels in these Dali troops who dare to drive straight into the army are obviously also elite.
When Liu 15 and the three jumped up the chopping knife, two black shadows from the Dali Sentinel rolled towards the lazy donkey behind them to dodge. There is another person who used a knife to hold Liu Fifteen's knife.
"What a burly man!"
Liu Wufu was finally able to see the person in front of him clearly, and he couldn't help but be a little surprised in his eyes.
The guy holding his knife with a horizontal knife was a big man with three big and three rough men, two models bigger than his stature.
Sonorous sounds.
The blade of the scimitar slashed along the short-bladed blade of the Dali whistle in front of him.
"Close!"
Liu Wufu drank again, without hesitation, turned around and retreated.
Liu Wufu had never attended any private school, but this set of methods for issuing orders was learned by himself from the method of issuing orders from the army. Nowadays, it is quite popular among the outposts of the Tiangang army.
The other two squads not far from them also let out such low shouts, either blades or swims.
The blade is a blood fight.
Swim is a siege.
And what Liu 15 said about receiving is not a retreat.
The three of them retreated no more than three meters, and suddenly turned around at the same time, and the scimitar in their hands slashed straight ahead.
The burly Dali sentry naturally pursued him.
Three knives fell at the same time. But in the night, there was no light.
The burly sentry's eyes instantly widened, and he hissed loudly, and it was too late to retreat, so he suddenly lifted the short blade from the bottom to the top.
He has practiced some tricks and has some strength, so he is naturally unwilling to die like this.
The sound of gold and iron intersecting again.
The two scimitars were held up with short blades by the burly sentinel.
He was really very strong, and he held two double knives at the same time, and one hand did not move at all.
However, he failed to stop Liu Shifteen, who could be regarded as an old fritter.
Liu Fifteen suddenly changed his tricks at the moment when the scimitar was about to be framed, lowered his body, and stabbed several knives into the burly sentry's stomach like lightning and flint.
The white knife goes in, and the red knife comes out.
"Ahh
The burly sentry is angry, painful, and hateful.
He probably knew that he couldn't live anymore, he had already capsized in the gutter, and wanted to kill Liu Fifteen, regardless of the two scimitars, the short blade stabbed Liu Fifteen's back suddenly.
But Liu Fifteen seemed to have eyes on his back, and before the short blade stabbed him, he rolled backwards on the spot.
Two scimitars slashed at the burly sentinel's shoulders at the same time.
This Mongolian scimitar is the most capable of chopping and chopping.
Not to mention that the two knives are like clay, but the absolute strength of the knife falls on the shoulder at the same time, and the lethality can be imagined.
The burly whistle hissed and roared in pain, and blood gushed from his arms.
The Blade fell to the ground with his severed arm.
Rao is a tall cow and a big horse, and it is obviously impossible for him to survive after being injured one after another. The screams of pain stopped abruptly, and the whole person fell to the ground.
And it was not until this time that because he was a member of the team, but not as bold as him, the two sentinels were killed.
Seeing that the burly sentry fell to the ground heavily, both of them changed color, and without hesitation, they ran towards the team next to them.
Sentinels who don't know how to analyze the comparison of strength are not good sentinels.
There are often sentries in the army who proudly say to the soldiers of the rest of the troops, we are not like yours, just follow the big guys with knives and guns and stupidly rush forward to kill.
Two-on-four is undoubtedly a little chance of winning.
But there are still nine people left in these Dali outposts except for the burly men, and in the face of Liu 150 outposts, it cannot be said that there is no chance of victory.
After Liu Fifteen's lazy donkey rolled up, he pulled his legs and chased after him.
The two brothers beside him followed closely.
This made the two Dali sentinels run even faster.
The scene became even more chaotic.
There was no sword shadow to be seen in the night, but the killing machine undoubtedly always shrouded this small area.
This fight lasted for more than ten minutes.
And in this vast mountain, there are several other places where such encounters are also taking place.
Liu Fifteen got up from the ground, scolded in his mouth, and spat angrily, "His grandmother's, can you prepare the knife technique of the little calf, Lao Tzu was almost cut off!" ”
The calf was not very old, but it was not immature, and it had a beard. Hearing Liu Fifteen's words, hehe scratched his head, "Pay attention next time, pay attention next time." ”
Liu Wufu walked over and slapped the calf on the head, "Next time, how many lives does Lao Tzu have to make you Huo Huo?" ”
The little calf was still smiling, and then shouted around: "Little five, the cake seller"
Someone came out of the darkness.
The fire fold was blown back on.
However, it is impossible for ten people to be reunited.
There were a total of ten people in Dali, six were killed and four escaped. There are only six people left in the Great Song Dynasty.
A few minutes later, Liu Fifteen and the others couldn't wait for a brother to come closer from the darkness, shaking their heads and sighing softly.
It's not too sad, because it's all precarious. The soldiers of the iron-clad battalion and the flowing water, no matter how soft-hearted the person is, he will be like a rock after he has experienced a lot.
Liu 15 said: "Take off all the waist cards of the cake sellers, and cut off the heads of those Dali thieves, and prepare to go back!" According to the old rules, if they get the head of the cake seller, we will take turns to divide the military merits. This time, it's supposed to be you, the calf, right? ”
The calf nodded, and then a few people groped for the corpses on the ground with fire folds.
No one said they were going to do anything for the brothers who had fallen in battle.
Liu Fifteen's team has a rule, and when there are new recruits, he will always take the trouble to say.
In the procession, there is no question of the brother's origin, no question of the brother's family, no question of the brother's name.
Otherwise, the whole team wouldn't have such a bizarre nickname.
As for the reason, Liu 15 said that his mother was a soldier in the army, and no one knew when he would die. Who has the spare time to take care of their families for others?
Therefore, Liu Fifteen's sentry team is like duckweed knotted together.
Everyone is a brother in the team, and if they die, then fate is over.
Calves and others are also accustomed to it.
So far, the people who have come and gone in the team have been changed one after another. Mo said that he didn't know his real name, even the nickname, and some of them couldn't remember clearly.
Six bloody human heads.
Liu fifteen killed two people and got two.
Three other brothers were lucky enough to get one of the fatal stabs. The calf got a dead soldier who sold cakes, and he got one.
Pinning these heads to their waists, Liu Fifteen and the others took their blades and returned to the barracks.
And in this reckless mountain, there are other teams like them. It's just that some of them belong to Song, and some of them belong to reason.
However, there were nearly 100 teams in the Great Song Dynasty, and in the end, of course, it was the Dali outpost that suffered a big loss.
The entire more than ten teams of sentinels entering the mountain were lost.
It took two hours to return to silence in the mountains.