In fact, the important reason why Wang Fang misjudged and defined the gun carriage as a "god and monster law" was that when he was watching the battle, he saw countless soldiers of the Worry Relief Army peeing around the black barrel...... It is said that when the three roads in Youbei were located, the death squads of the believers of the Huashen Sect had the custom of drinking the water of the gray god and urinating on the weapons before they launched a mortal charge.

They believe that in this way, they can pray for divine power to protect their bodies from invulnerability; It can also bless the blade in the palm of its hand, and it is indestructible and invincible......

It's just that the iron-like facts of the Youbei Third Road prove that the magic of the Huashen Sect is a trick to fool fools; But today's "magic" of the Nankang Army has the great power of seeing is believing......

Fortunately, in this earth-shattering spell, you can't continue to be vicious; Otherwise, Pang Qingshan would not have to fight with him hand-to-hand. Judging from the preparation process, it seems that enough urine must be contributed to drive witchcraft to work; And there is no such convenient supply of alcohol on the battlefield, so this third attack should not be longer than the second interval!

So for the Northern Yan Army, every second counts, and it is related to the life and death of everyone.

"Brethren, cheer up! We still have at least half a pillar of incense time to break the demon law of the Nankang Army! Wake up, come back to your senses, let's grit our teeth and rush him again! ”

"Ge Lao...... This...... What kind of monster is it......" "Ge Lao, we can't win, let's drop Ge Lao!" "I...... Woowoo...... I don't want to be burned to death......" "This is not a demon law, it's that God is angry!" "No fight, no fight, I'm going home......"

As soon as Wang Fang's words fell, those stunned survivors seemed to be re-injected into their souls! It's just that this soul now is completely contrary to the soul that held the belief in fighting to the death before; Almost every soldier of the Northern Yan was frightened crazy by the earth-shattering power of the artillery carriage, and everyone was talking and crying wildly; There are also many "clever and smart" smooth people, who don't even look at the morale-boosting king, and run away; There are even a few guys with extremely fragile nerves, who actually panicked and plunged into the sea of fire......

Wang Fang looked at the Beiyan City Protector whose morale had completely collapsed, his expression was stagnant, and then he let out a long sigh, and sat on the ground with weak knees and a wry smile......

I don't know how long it took, the old prime minister who was smoked to tears, his eyes were red, and his beard was burnt, only to feel that someone had slapped him on the shoulder:

"Little brother, can you help me carry the military flag? My general said that he wanted to charge, and I had to go into battle to kill the enemy! ”

Wang Fang only felt that this voice was very familiar, and when he turned his head, he saw that the person who came was actually the blind husband of the Prime Minister's Mansion - the old man of the eight generals of the Northern Wolf, the little monkey in the past, and the old monkey now!

"Old Monkey ......"

When I saw the blind old monkey who was in the midst of the chaos and was unharmed, and saw the light pole that once fluttered the banner of the Northern Wolf Army, I naturally remembered the invincible Northern Wolf Iron Army decades ago...... Wang Fang, an old general who is over seventy years old at the moment, only feels extremely aggrieved in his heart; His throat was tight, the tip of his nose was sour, and he only called the other party by name, and then he couldn't say it anymore......

"It's Xiangye? Did you just say you want to do it again? It's windy and it's a mess around me, and I really can't hear it clearly...... Lao Feng, they have lacked the great virtue of eight lifetimes, and they think that I am an old monkey who is blind, and they fucking let me stand here and carry the flag! Xiangye, you know me, our pair of tricks are completely useless, but I know it in my heart! My old monkey is also the Northern Wolf Army, they have all gone up to kill the enemy, can I be idle? You see, I have good arms and legs, and I can use a big knife! ”

Wang Fang struggled to stand up, looked at the old monkey's swiftly dancing half-cut broken knife, and was stunned for a moment; Then he burst into tears and laughed, stepped up and pressed the wrist that was thrown around, and then took the big banner of the light pole in the old monkey's hand, and threw it into the flames, burning with a crackling sound; Then, he pulled up the old monkey's right arm and led it to Pang Qingshan, who was immediately horizontal in the distance, and said:

"The Southern Barbarian is over there, as long as we rush fifty steps this time, the battle will be won!" It's the same as before, I'm rushing in front, and you help me protect my wings...... By the way, first untie the waist scarf and tie it to my waist armor...... You old thing is blind now, and there will be a fight in a while, but don't get lost! ”

The old monkey muttered to the retort while untying his waist scarf:

"Our old brothers are tied up quickly, so no matter where they run, they can't be considered lost......

"Yes, yes, you're right...... Hold on to the guys? Then our two brothers are on it! ”

Under the outer city, thousands of Northern Yan soldiers who were caught in flames burned a thick smoke that covered the sky and the sun; Mr. Shui Zhu and the generals and officers who stood at the head of the city and watched the battle could not see anything at all, so they could only temporarily take refuge in the city tower, waiting for the smoke of the fire to recede slightly; And Luo Yuan was disturbed by the sound of cannons just now, and stopped his hands beating the drum repeatedly; At this time, under the instruction of Mr. Shui Candle, he picked up the drumstick again, and the drum of the vermilion lacquer general, which stood up to the sky, was earth-shattering again!

Boom...... Knock Knock...... Knock knock knock......

When the old prime minister Wang Fang pointed out that the eight divisions of the Northern Wolf would leave the city, he had already thought about the result. No matter how much he wins or loses, as the commander of the Northern Wolf Army, he doesn't want to go back alive! It's just that he is not only a famous general in the border army, but also a great Confucian who is rich in five cars; Death is death, but death is valuable; Otherwise, you will become a fool and a fool, and you will fail this great head!

These two old brothers, who were over seventy years old, did not have a trace of heroism and domineering at all after stepping on the battlefield, but were as pitiful as an old donkey in a cart; The man leading the way ahead was the old Wang Fang, whose beard was charred and stained, and in his hand he held a crude ordinary iron knife, the edge of which was about to collapse into a saw blade; Five steps behind Wang Fang, a blind old man was chained, holding a half-cut waste knife in his hand, and he was carefully following Wang Fang's command, raising his legs and walking around the ruins......

The two of them walked at a very slow pace, and their pace was stumbling; In this extremely bleak scene, it looks like two old beggars have found the wrong place to beg......

The distance between the two sides was not far away, Wang Fang took the old blind man out of a dozen steps, and then touched the outer battlefield of the melee between the two armies; In the midst of the hundreds of relief troops, there are still more than a dozen Northern Yan soldiers, who are barely supporting; There is no doubt that these survivors are all wounded, all of them are painted, and it looks like they will all die from the indiscriminate knives of the enemy......

Wang Fang did not hesitate for a moment, lifted the "saw knife" in his hand, and used the blade to protect his right arm and push away the crowd...... With a sound of stabbing, the three unlucky soldiers who were relieved of their worries were torn open by his understatement, and the skin and flesh under the ribs were also torn and rolled open......

"Ahh Mutter! ”

The first person to be injured fell to the ground, and just as he shouted half a word from the pain, he was crushed by the blind old monkey who followed him with a foot:

"Old man, you can't be authentic. I just said that the weight of this knife is not large, and if you dare to love it, you will have half a broken knife! ”

At the same time that the old monkey made up for three feet in a row, Wang Fang's left arm also happened to be opened, and the relief army on the other side fell in response to the sound and rolled into a ball......

"Kindness is regarded as a donkey's liver and lungs, our Beiyan's blacksmith skills are not good, you try the good guys of Nankang! Do you know what this is? Yan Ling knife, hum, you old boy haven't even seen it! ”

"Tsk, aren't you talking nonsense? Ever since I beat my pair of tricks and was blinded by poisonous smoke, I haven't seen anything......"

Wang Fang took advantage of the enemy's staggering efforts, and easily handed down two Yanling knives with iron and steel, and handed them to the old monkey; Immediately afterward, he shouted loudly towards the center of the encirclement:

"Brothers, don't panic, the king will let it go!"

Originally, the dozen or so besieged Northern Yan soldiers had already made a draft of the suicide note in their hearts; But now when he heard Wang Fang's thick and old voice, his spirit was instantly shocked, and the depression and resentment in his heart, the pain and soreness in his body, suddenly drifted away from the clouds!

On the edge of the cliff where he died in battle, he heard the voice of his own boss, just like being in a hot spring in the middle of winter, which made people feel warm and comfortable from the inside out! The spirits of these dozen or so defeated soldiers were greatly invigorated, and their bodies also surged with an inexplicable force, and they immediately stepped up their offensive, turned defense into attack, and desperately launched a final breakthrough in the direction where Wang Fang's voice came!

The soldiers of Beiyan have been given a way to live, so they are naturally brave and take the lead; But the Nankang soldiers and soldiers each had some plans.

Due to the strength of their own troops and the fact that the situation on the frontal battlefield has been decided, most people are already thinking about how to safely grab more military merits. At present, a few ruthless characters with clever means have suddenly been killed, and it seems that they are planning to do a trapped beast death match. In the face of such a dangerous situation, as long as it is not those ruthless characters who are aggressive and murderous by nature, they know that they should make loud noises and avoid their edge......

After all, these 800 miles have been worshipped, and no one wants to die on the last steps and become a glorious martyr......

So, under the hesitant attitude of Nan Kang Shishu, Wang Fang and the old monkey successfully "killed" a bloody road and rescued eight people! After these eight people escaped, they saw that the south gate had been sealed by the flames, and there was no way to retreat, so they cut off the last luck and prepared to fight the enemy to the death.

Under the command of Wang Fang, ten people quickly formed a small formation and killed towards the next encirclement......

It can be seen from instability that if it is allowed to continue to develop, with Wang Fang's personal ability and experience, coupled with the Northern Yan soldiers who have been completely forced to a dead end and have the belief that they will die, it is really possible to gradually develop into a small elite force! Even though the strength of the two armies is far apart, and they are a veteran of the defeated army, they are not capable of directly smashing the artillery wagons; But if Wang Fang, who was cut off from retreating, could really break through and go around the remaining three gates to turn Yanjing, wouldn't he miss the opportunity to kill the enemy general?

"Herald, order the longbow battalion to shoot the veteran Wang Fang with all his might, the white-haired one. Listen, I don't care if I will accidentally injure my own soldiers, and I don't care if the longbowmen at the head of Yanjing City will lose their strong suppression; I'm going to watch him die in a mess of arrows, and I'm going to see him die right in front of my eyes!" ”

"Yes!"

The herald sped away, and soon there was a rain of arrows......