However, these teenagers are not to be slaughtered, they are short, and they can't cut off the enemy's vital points, so they will cut off your legs; If you have little strength, it doesn't hurt to hit you, so you will specifically hit your man's most vulnerable place; You have iron armor, I can't beat you, then I'll knock you down with a few people。。。。。。

The Ironclad also suffered a lot of casualties, one of the Ironclad was lying on the ground with a sharp knife in his thigh, and his neck was cut open; Another ironclad soldier had four or five children lying on his stomach, his limbs firmly gripped, and then a young man did not hesitate to plunge a long knife into his eyes; There was also an ironclad soldier covering his crotch in pain, and the blood was constantly dripping out。。。。。。

This group of teenagers did not have the panic and discomfort of recruits when they first entered the battlefield, they adapted to the role and the environment faster than everyone else. What they're doing is like it's just a game, and in this game, there are no rules, no fairness, and no winners.

The formation of the Boys' Army was shortening little by little, like a rope that had been burned into a few pieces by fire, and it quickly disappeared.

"Scar! What do you think? Chen Wangchun roared loudly, and slashed to death an ironclad soldier who was about to attack Qin Hu with a knife.

"Can't die, damn it, the leg was almost ruined." Scar, sitting on the ground, cursed loudly.

"It's good to be alive, take care of those disobedient little kids down there! We've got us on it! Chen Wangchun put his mind at ease and replied to Scar.

"Hehe, don't worry, these little kids are fine." Scar laughed a few times, and a few bits of blood continued to spurt out from the corners of his mouth.

"Brother Scar, are you injured?" Qin Yun, who was lying next to Scar, asked with concern.

Yes, it was lying on his stomach, this time the youth army went to the city to fight, considering that the children who were too young not only could not help, but would also be sent to death in vain, Chen Wangchun strictly ordered teenagers under the age of 14 not to participate in the war. But who cares about Qin Yun, Qin Shao, and the Luo family brothers, taking advantage of the big war, a few little guys sneaked up to the city. They saw that the situation of the young army was precarious, Qin Shao, a little slippery head, secretly got into the crotch of Chen Wangchun and a few people with a few little brothers, Chen Wangchun was startled at first, and almost stabbed Qin Shao to death with a knife, although he didn't understand Qin Yun's approach, but Chen Wangchun didn't dare to move, for fear of stepping on these little guys.

But soon everyone understood what these little guys were going to do, and they saw that these little guys each had a short gun, and the cat was on the ground to pierce the knees of those ironclad soldiers. The armor is very well equipped, but not so good that even the knees are protected. They specially stabbed the knees of the Ulzhou ironclad soldiers, and once the ironclad soldiers were stabbed in the knee, they would be easily killed by Chen Wangchun and them. Especially Qin Shao, a little scoundrel who has lost his home, has a very good timing, and the others are all stabbing indiscriminately, and the accuracy is not good, even if he is stabbed, he can't cause too much to the ironclad soldiers

Big damage.

But Qin Shao is different, he specializes in stabbing those guys who play with Chen Wangchun, often an ironclad army, just raised the knife, suddenly felt a pain in his knee, instinctively, his hand immediately slowed down, and then Chen Wangchun seized the opportunity to go down with a hammer. If this is the case, the two actually had a tacit understanding, and after a while, they actually let them kill seven or eight ironclad infantry one after another.

The other little ones quickly got the hang of it, and they all specialized in stabbing the ironclads who were fighting. This looks like child's play, but it is very useful, with little effort, Chen Wangchun and these people, with their help, killed thirty or forty ironclad soldiers one after another.

This method also has disadvantages, that is, Chen Wangchun and the others can't move casually and dramatically, otherwise they will accidentally step on them, or expose them, so that Qin Shao and the others will be in danger. Advance cannot advance, retreat cannot retreat, which invisibly increases the pressure on Chen Wangchun and others.

"Come and make trouble!" Qin Hu next to him shouted, and the long-handled iron hammer weighing more than ten catties in his hand smashed on the ironclad soldier opposite, and the ironclad soldier spewed blood, and fell down softly, seeing that he was not alive.

Qin Hu didn't make any stops, holding the handle in both hands, his waist and abdomen swept around fiercely, and the hammer smashed into the left rib of an ironclad soldier with a whistling sound, and a few crisp bones broke sound, and the ironclad soldier was beaten by Qin Hu's hammer for more than a foot until he knocked down the other two ironclad soldiers.

This is not the end, after knocking the enemy away, more than a dozen hammers seem to have turned into very elastic marshmallows in his hands, and as soon as he hits the enemy on the right, he immediately rebounds, and uses the same force to knock the enemy on the left into the air.

Killing three people in a row made Qin Hu empty. He had been wielding the sledgehammer in his hand to kill the enemy for almost half an hour, and his face was still not red or breathless. Qin Hu, who was just thirteen years old, has changed a lot compared to a few years ago, but his appearance has not changed much, and he is still tiger-headed. The key is the figure, a thirteen-year-old boy, up to five feet, which is already taller than the average adult. The muscles all over his body make people look scared, his thick thighs are almost thicker than other people's waists, his arms are like other people's legs, and with his dark skin, he looks like a strong gorilla from a distance, and his sister makes fun of him with his current appearance. It is even more innate with divine power, weighing more than ten pounds, and the sledgehammer used to smash stones is as light as nothing in his hands, and he already has the style of a peerless fierce general at a young age.

"Qin Hu did a good job!" Scar, who was sitting on the ground, swung his knife and slashed the thigh of an ironclad soldier, taking the time to praise Qin Hu.

Qin Hu's growth and the growth of several teenagers around him made Scar secretly frightened. If Scar used to be the boss of this group of children, then he wouldn't dare to call himself the boss now. Needless to say, Chen Wangchun has never served Scar, and now he is the battalion commander of the Young Army, so Scar naturally never dares to offend.

Qin Hu's terrifying force also made Scar retreat, and Scar asked himself, if he had a fair duel, he was no longer Qin Hu's opponent. Qin Shao's guy is too ruthless, this is the person who Scar doesn't dare to provoke the most, because you don't know what Qin Shao will do to yin you in the future after offending him. Qin Yun doesn't look shy like a girl, but she will play with you at a critical time. The Luo family brothers are the same as their names, one is one scholar and one martial artist, and the strength of the two together should not be underestimated.

Scar is a little emotional, these guys are really monsters, and they have only a lot of kung fu, and they have become so fearful, and even his status has dropped again and again.

The current situation does not allow Scar to be cranky. This group of them is the arrowhead of the entire youth army, and they are also the only dozens of people wearing armor, and they have also achieved considerable results, which naturally attracted the attention of the Ulzhou ironclad army. The ironclad soldiers had long separated them from the rest of the boy army, and they were surrounded by three layers inside and three layers outside. It's just that they are afraid that they not only have armor, but also have the short spears of the Yin people underneath, so they didn't kill them all quickly, but ironclad soldiers were constantly sent to surround and suppress them.

Chen Wangchun saw the ironclad soldiers in the distance coming continuously, and he knew that it was impossible to escape from the Ascension, if the other brothers had not been killed, then it was impossible for so many people to deal with them. After such a long battle, even he had lost consciousness in his arms, and the armor on his body seemed to crush him, not to mention the other brothers who were younger than him.

Owner, owner, where the hell are you?

"Brothers, I can't live anymore! The owner will avenge us, kill the enemy! He roared in grief and indignation, and with the last of his strength, he threw himself into front of his enemy。。。。。。

Su Dingnan and Aunt Duan didn't rush out after all, no matter how high their kung fu was, they couldn't break out of the heavy encirclement of the ironclad soldiers. Both of them were covered in wounds, and they were soaked with blood. Exhausted, they could only support each other back-to-back, barely resisting the attack of the ironclads.

Seeing that the women were killed, and the young army in the distance was about to be wiped out, Aunt Duan's eyes were full of ashes, "Su Dingnan, you said that after Brother Forget came back, he saw us like this, will he avenge us?" She smiled bitterly and asked Su Dingnan behind her.

Su Dingnan's eyes were also full of unwillingness, he finally found a way to take revenge, but he didn't see hope yet, everything was over, he was so unwilling. Hearing Aunt Duan ask this, Su Dingnan couldn't help but think of Qin Wang, "Yes, that guy will go crazy." He will kill everyone and avenge us. ”

"That's good, let's fight!" Aunt Duan smiled with satisfaction, and mustered all her strength to rush towards the ironclad soldiers.

Su Dingnan's face was also full of determination, and he also rushed forward with Aunt Duan's movements.

At this moment, a sharp and violent sound of gold came from a distance.