Quiet room.

It was also a deep night, Liu Qing and his subordinates quietly touched the city of Huaiqing Mansion.

In the night, Huaiqing Mansion still has the traces of being looted a few days ago, at least the city gate looks newly replaced, and there are even traces of the wood paint that has not dried on it.

Although Liu Qing has already broken through Huaiqing Mansion City once, but this time there is still inexplicable tension, after all, there are now elites of the Dajing Imperial Court in the Mansion City, and the Beijing Soldier Battalion, although he heard Cao Shinian's domineering and killed their Qianzong, causing their military morale to be not very stable, but can the team composed of exiles under him really be able to win this victory?

However, there was no choice in all this, since the last time they broke through the city of Huaiqingfu, he had walked on a one-way road, except for constant killing, constant advance, and constant plundering, he had no choice.

The dark night, under the drift of the night, gradually disappeared everything in this earthly world. Especially for Huaiqing Mansion City, which has experienced a military disaster, this night market is even quieter.

In the city, Zheng Yiling looked at the city gate not far away, the long knife in his hand was tightly held, he looked back at the thirty subordinates who followed him, and the few days that had been lurking in the city made them hold back their war intent in their hearts.

Victory, killing, wealth, these words swirl in everyone's heart, in this era, they have a desire and courage that ordinary people can hardly understand, sighing softly, Zheng Yiling quickly came back to his senses, and he said to the people behind him: "Go, follow me." ”

More than a dozen black figures came to the vicinity of the city gate, where the soldiers of the Beijing camp had fallen into a deep sleep, only a few people were still barely holding their sleepy eyes, looking at everything outside, for them, they never thought that people in this area would dare to attack the city they guarded. After all, they were the elite who followed Emperor Taizu to conquer the world.

However, suddenly a person suddenly heard a sound, his nerves suddenly tensed, and he gently asked his companion next to him, "Did you hear anything?" "Are you stupid, what is the voice, even if there is a voice, it may be a few thieves, what does he do." A veteran smiled heavily, and then said, "The thieves in this area are gone, what are you afraid of?" Hearing this answer, the man also laughed self-deprecatingly, blaming himself for being nervous.

However, just when his smile was still on his face, it suddenly turned into a trace of horror, because, he saw people, saw dozens of people with long knives rushing towards him, he wiped his eyes suddenly, this time delusion?

But it's too late, he hasn't made any sound yet, his life has ended, humble life, lost in this humble world, before dying, he saw the same terrifying eyes of the old soldier next to him, and couldn't help but smile, Huangquan Road is not alone.

Zheng Yiling looked at the two dead soldiers under his feet, and made a smooth gesture to the people in the distance, and the subordinates behind hurriedly followed, let's kill.

Touching into the barracks, the sleeping soldiers, died in their sleep, the elite people, finally lost their lives for carelessness, the once humble outcasts, at this moment for the first time found that they were so great.

The moment you take your life is the beginning of your life, killing.

Liu Qing, who was outside, watched silently, there was already a trace of chill on his body, could it be that the action failed, just when he thought so, the city gate slowly opened, is that the passage to victory.

Taking a deep breath, he shouted, "Kill." ”

Run, run, run, these shabby people ran towards the city.

On the faces of each of them, there is despair, there is silence, there is excitement,

In the same way, only in that hand, the snow is bright and bladed,

Even in the dark night, the cold on it is still terrifying,

Entering the city, killing, I don't know who, in this silent night, there was a terrible cry, as if he was waking up all fear.

Killing, fire, madness.

Let all this be the most successful sacrifice in this world.

At this moment, there was a loud shout, at this moment, the sound of killing was everywhere, and at this moment, blood flowed all over the ground.

Liu Qing slashed at a soldier in front of him, it was a person with a young face, at this moment, there was also a fear of death in his eyes, "I don't want to die." In the deepest part of his soul, the thirst for life shouted in pain, but as if there was no human effect, his head flew high into the air.

It is worthy of the elite Beijing camp, at the moment of shouting, someone has already rushed out of the barracks, although they are not wearing armor, but the weapons in their hands are still very complete, but when they rush out, they have already begun to be killed.

After all, there are too few people who come out.

Liu Qing and their teams of soldiers, galloping among them, there was death, there was victory, there was pain, but there was no stop, not far from them, the original prefect's yamen was located, the surname Hong had been awakened by this piece of killing, he burst out of a cold sweat, and then jumped out, pulled out his knife, rushed out of the door, looked at the people waiting in line in the courtyard, he said loudly: "Follow me to kill the thief." ”

"Kill the thief." The shouts of more than 200 people in the courtyard, they were the most elite of the 2,000 people, and they had always been used as personal guards before, and at this moment, they were about to go to the battlefield in person.

Along the way, they gathered these soldiers, and their ranks gradually expanded, and he always looked at the fire, and his heart was full of remorse and killing intent, all because of their arrogance, only because of their mistakes, only because of the slightest disdain in their hearts.

I don't know why, he suddenly thought of Cao Shinian's face, I don't know what the noble son will say after this time, but the glory of Jingying can't pass away in his own hands.

He clutched the weapon in his hand tightly, and suddenly saw the thief in front of him, and he shouted, "Archer." As soon as he finished speaking, dozens of archers came out of the ranks, shooting at the homeless people, and the terrible arrows pounced.

That group of homeless people, led by Wang Heng, looked at the oncoming arrows, waved the long knife in his hand to block, and when he saw the layers of black shadows not far away, he decisively chose to retreat away.

The people on both sides kept gathering and retreating, although at the moment they just entered the city, Liu Qing and they achieved that huge advantage, and many soldiers of the Beijing camp died in their dreams, but the well-trained level of the Beijing camp began to show.

Under the leadership of the general, their chaotic crowd continued to surround the general and advanced in the direction of Liu Qing and them, and the soldiers of the Dingzhu camp gradually surrounded Liu Qing, looking nervously at the officers and soldiers of the Beijing camp in front of them.

The distance is getting closer, and the thick roar is shouting, as if it is predicting some immortal cause, and the people on both sides are boosting their morale, but Liu Qing is so anxious in his heart, this time, will he win.

After all, his subordinates were still outcasts some time ago.

And the performance of these soldiers in the Beijing camp completely woke Liu Qing up, this time, it was not those soldiers who were guarded, but these people who were known as the elite of Dajing, looking at the killing intent that gathered like a mountain, at this moment, Liu Qing also sighed.

The two sides gradually approached, and finally, the killing began.

At this moment, in the city, the most tragic shouts occurred, everything was useless, everything was meaningless, everything was in a frenzy, and there were only three words in everyone's heart: "Live." ”

Blood drifted, blades flashed, and the soldiers of the camp and those officers and soldiers began this most primitive killing.

The streets, without the space to move, courage, decided it all.

You are crowded in all directions, you are crowded with people, your front and back, left and right, are all snowy blades, there is no way out, you will kill a bloody road, there is no hope, then you will wash it with despair, there is no wealth, you will rely on today's killing to obtain.

The blood was flowing out, the sound was raging, Wang Heng held his long knife, rushed into the camp of the officers and soldiers of the Beijing camp, there was a commotion, behind him, the soldiers who followed him, the long knife in his hand was constantly waving, and the blood on the ground was gradually accumulating.

At this moment, Wang Heng roared angrily, the oncoming officers and soldiers of the Beijing camp had no armor on their bodies, and when they touched the sharp blade, it was the result of death.

Wang Heng and the others were a little better, although the clothes on their bodies were tattered, but when they captured Huaiqing Mansion City last time, they were also equipped with some armor.

However, the other teams of the camp were suppressed at the moment, and suddenly, in the dark world, sparks suddenly burst out, the brilliant color, the roaring sound, in this not silent night, is still so pleasant.

"Firecracker!" Song Dagui, who was next to Liu Qing, shouted loudly, Liu Qing followed his voice, and looked at the row of Jingying firecrackers not far away in surprise, the strip-like things in their hands were not clear in the dark, but the row of bright fires just now was indeed emitted from there.

With the fleeting flash of fire just now, it caused great damage among the soldiers of the dense camp, such a close distance, the huge impact, suddenly made more than a dozen soldiers fall to the ground, especially those who had not died, they shouted this, the wail of pain, so miserable at this moment.

Song Dagui said gloomily: "I was hit by the fire gun, and I couldn't help it." ”

After saying that, he motioned to the soldiers of the camp next to him to kill the soldiers to relieve their pain.

And at this moment, Liu Qing was still in shock, he would never have thought that in this era, there would be such a mature firecracker technology, and the most shocking thing was that it was already equipped in the army.

But before he could come out of the shock, the demonic sound of fire rang out again, causing even greater casualties in the camp, and many soldiers showed signs of instability.

And in the direction where the Jingying was located, the general surnamed Hong couldn't help but be overjoyed when he saw this situation, and he shouted: "Sons, go forward, the thieves can't do it." In the large array of the Beijing camp, there was a sound of "shouting".

They slaughtered them in front of them.

Suddenly, the hearts of the people in the camp moved, and Sun Dadou scolded: "What are you afraid of, it's a big deal to have a scar at the mouth of the bowl, and after eighteen years, I will still be a good man, tell you, whoever dares to run, my old grandson chopped him with a knife." After saying that, he waved the knife in his hand, and finally stabilized the mood of the camp.

However, looking at the tongue of fire that constantly erupted, even if he was a person with courage, there was a trace of surprise, Liu Qing gritted his teeth tightly, he never thought that what he thought was an easy and desirable battle would evolve into this, and the powerful combat power of the Beijing camp would shatter everything he had set up.

Now what?

Liu Qing was also anxious in his heart.

"No, you can't do that." Liu Qing made such a determination in his heart, but he looked back at the soldiers of the Dingzhu camp who were cowering, and he knew that their morale must be boosted.

In this day and age, morale determines almost everything on the battlefield.

The so-called morale is the blood of men.

Thinking of this, Liu Qing looked at Chen Lao Wu not far away, beckoned him over, and asked directly, "Are you afraid of death?" ”

Hearing this, Chen Lao Wu's face suddenly turned red, a person like him who was born as a street scoundrel, his life can be lost, but his face must not be lowered, seeing this, Chen Lao Wu said loudly: "General, if I, Chen Lao Wu, am afraid of death, you will cut me down." ”

Hearing this, Liu Qing said, "Okay." After saying that, he pointed to the place where the firecrackers were not far away: "Kill them for me." ”

After speaking, he asked the people around him to bring Chen Lao Wu wine, and the snorting and snorting breath came out of Chen Lao Wu's mouth, but he didn't say a word, just finished the wine in his hand, "snapped" and fell to the ground, and rushed out with his gang of scoundrels.

Du Chenggeng was next to Liu Qing at the moment, and he said with some uncertainty: "General......" Liu Qing glanced at him and said something inexplicable: "Every time you slaughter more dogs, you are more likely to be a scholar." Hearing this, Du Chenggeng seemed to freeze there all of a sudden, and he couldn't say a word for a long time, but the pain and sadness in his eyes couldn't be hidden.

However, Liu Qing didn't care about him, and Liu Qing asked Sun Dadou again: "Dadou, how many horses do we have?" Sun Dadou rolled his eyes and said, "General, we still have twenty horses." Hearing this, Liu Qing said: "Drag them all out, you bring me twenty brothers, go to the back and hide them for me, and after a while, as soon as I give the order, you will kill them." "Order." When Sun Dadou heard this, he didn't hesitate without any hesitation, and ordered Zhang Luo to go.

Then Liu Qing asked people to pass orders to the captains of each team, so that they must work hard to defend.

And Wang Heng was already defeated at this moment, his team of soldiers had suffered a full twenty casualties, and he was also covered in blood, just looking at its indifferent appearance, he felt a sense of amazement for his nerves.