Just when Geng Kui's arrows were exhausted and he wanted to use the three hundred brothers to make a peak arrow array to kill the enemy again, there was a rapid sound of waist drums behind the black guard.

This is the message that the Black Tiger Spearmen have completed the formation of the formation.

Cao Meng, the commander of the three teams of spearmen of the front army, was separated by a mile from the black guards of the front army, and moved forward cautiously, in the fog of winter, the nervous people were almost out of breath, and the most difficult thing was this, knowing the existence of danger, but not knowing where the danger was, when it appeared, when the cannon sounded, Cao Meng and his brothers actually breathed a sigh of relief like Lu Shi, and came.

Watching more than a dozen shells explode on the river beach, seeing the countless officers and soldiers swarming out, and seeing his black guard brother being instantly submerged by the ambushed sea of officers and soldiers, Cao Meng did not panic, he believed in his brother, just like he believed in himself, the brother of the black guard would definitely be able to buy time for the whole team for himself.

"Stop, team." Cao Meng shouted calmly.

The three teams of spearmen also knew that their brothers would buy them time for the whole team, and like their captain, they did not hurry to form a horizontal formation, one team of three columns, three columns of three hundred, with the guns flattened, the drummer on the right, the captain on the left, and the sergeant brothers behind, so that they could do these steps perfectly and neatly.

Cao Meng jumped off his horse and stood on the side of the captain of the first team, "Brothers, are you ready?" ”

"Kill—"

"It's time for us to play, remember our slogan."

"Don't abandon, don't give up."

"Remember our vows."

"For the father and elder behind him, fight to the death and not retreat, kill-" This voice was hoarse and sonorous.

Geng Kui raised his knife and shouted: "Brothers, the spearmen should fight each other, and we will hold the left and right to protect the safety of the spearmen brothers."

The black guards, who had long been out of breath, immediately turned to the right, giving way to the front of the officers and soldiers who were still swarming.

Seeing the fiery red thief cavalry represented by the god of death turn to the right and flee, the general who commanded the attack couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, these tenacious poles went, he could gain a firm foothold on the north bank of this ice river, and he could cooperate with the other two brothers to carry out the encirclement and suppression of the Woniu Mountain bandits.

However, when the red tide receded, there was no appearance of the old camp of thieves as he imagined, and what appeared in front of them was a long array of guns opened by Xue Liang's spears.

The black human wall, the face of death, and the contrast of the snow-bright spear, make every enemy tremble.

Just when these officers and soldiers didn't know how to deal with the enemy formation that suddenly appeared in front of them, a high-pitched shout sounded in the enemy formation: "For the father behind me." ”

"Fight to the death and don't retreat, kill-" Thousands of people shouted in unison, shouting earth-shattering, although it was only a thousand people shouting, but they suppressed the shouting of tens of thousands of horses, the air of the entire battlefield was suffocated, and the chest of the officers and soldiers facing the firm gun formation seemed to be beaten by a giant hammer, and they involuntarily took a step back.

The Signers can retreat, but the elite of the border army of the Governor's Biaoying Battalion mixed in the Signings have no habit of retreating, they are all selected from the survivors of the rest of the battle, they are all relied on by the Governor as the Great Wall, and they are the backbone of the resistance to the Tartars in the border areas, in their minds, it is their nature to kill the enemy and make meritorious contributions, and they are rewarded alone, the general not only did not retreat, but shouted: "The time has come to serve the Governor and die, brothers and I will kill the thief." As he spoke, he led his brothers to swarm with swords and shields.

The border army has its own pride of the border army, and in this pride, there is nothing that can stop their advance, whether it is the iron cavalry of the Mongolian Tartars, or the wind and sand of the boundless desert, or the black spear in front of them.

"The sword and shield soldiers come forward, the pikemen are behind, brothers, kill." The deputy general of the Ming army is worthy of being a general of a hundred battles, and he saw a way to deal with such a pikeman.

Behind him, the sword and shield soldiers in the guards immediately stepped forward,

Then another horn sounded. Those officers and soldiers who have undergone a short period of training and are stimulated by the rich battlefield rewards shouted in unison, and the swords and shields are forced up sonorously, and the thieves on the opposite side have no sword and axe hands, once they meet in close combat, they are confident that they will defeat the thief army in the blink of an eye, and when they see the dense formation of the thief army, those generals who know a little about the soldiers are suspicious of the opponent's idiot, so that once they face the melee spear, they immediately become ornaments.

"To the right—" The Black Tiger Army Commander began to order the order in the same calm tone as he had been training, they had already given it hundreds of times during their training, and they had already tasted the victory it had brought them in previous battles.

The officers and soldiers who roared angrily stared at the thieves in front of them, smiled fiercely at those strange and cold faces, and forcefully pressed the round shield in front of them, and then looked intently at the tip of the spear pointed at them. As they stepped forward, every muscle in their bodies tensed, ready to make the quickest block and slash.

"—kill."

With the sound of the waist drum, each officer and soldier in the rear saw that the thief army in front of him turned half of his body and left the side to himself, and many officers and soldiers who were staring at the tip of the gun were still taking their eyes to the left side of their body by the moving target.

"Kill!"

The soldiers of the Black Tiger Army shouted at the same time as they had practiced before, and each of them stabbed the spears in their hands with all their might, and the three hundred spears stretched out like lightning at the same time, most of them were deeply inserted into the right ribs of the enemy soldiers holding knives and defending weakness, and some officers and soldiers holding shields in their right hands were directly pierced into the cheeks or eye sockets by the spears......

The cries of pain suddenly resounded throughout the land, but no one looked at the results of their battle, not even the one that pierced the air, and the trained Black Tiger spearmen skillfully turned the barrel of the gun almost at the same time and pulled it out violently. Countless bloody arrows chased the murder weapon, spraying it in the air, turning into thousands of drops of blood rain of different shapes, or weakly sprinkled on the ground or splashed all over the murderer's face.

No one wiped the soldiers of the Black Tiger Army, and the first platoon, as in training, held their spears flat without making a sound, and everyone returned to their stabbing posture.

There is no roar of swords, only the muffled sound of golden guns entering the flesh; There is no shouting of bloody fighting, only slaughter like slaughtering chickens.

More than 200 officers and soldiers were either crushed or their heads pierced, many of them died of anger before they fell to the ground, and many more died after a few twists on the ground.

Another waist drum, another shout of kill, before the officers and soldiers came to their senses, the poisonous snake-like spear stabbed out again, and the officers and soldiers who had just filled the gap were once again put in one piece.

"Kill-" The third team of spears stabbed out again in the stunned eyes of the officers and soldiers, and there was another rain of blood, the shiny spears had become blood red, and the flying red tassels had already flowed blood.

"Kill." The first row had already adjusted its angle and stepped up again to stab out, but this time they had already stepped on the corpses on the ground, but no one looked to the ground, their eyes only fixed on the enemy opposite them who was beginning to turn pale.

Few of those who fell to the ground survived a few breaths, and those soldiers who were not equipped with armor and shields were like papier-mâché strawmen in front of such a spear like a hedgehog and a wheel, one shot hit, one shot killed.

When the lieutenant general saw it, he was stunned and shouted to the only two remaining soldiers around him: "Cover me." With that, he shook his shield and threw himself into the spear array at the moment when the thieves exchanged guns.

A spear pierced his shield fiercely, the huge force made his shield shake, revealing a gap in the left rib, the deputy general was all dead, shouting in his heart, my life is dead, but, no spear pierced in this rare flaw, the pole on the opposite side seemed to not know that this momentary opportunity would take him the life of a dignified lieutenant general, the second row of spears ignored according to the original habit of training, shouted, the spear continued to stab out flatly, and another spear pierced his shield, The tremendous strength made the lieutenant general, who had been struggling to pounce, take a step back.

"Dead, why don't you cover me?" The adjutant general didn't look back, and shouted angrily at the two pro-soldiers around him.

There was no familiar echo around him except for wailing, scolding and shouting to kill, and when the shield was stabbed with a spear again, and he was pushed back again, he saw the two familiar figures in the layers of dead bodies under his feet, just struggling a few times and never moving again, which were the corpses of his own soldiers who got along with him day and night.

He was furious, really angry, and the blood all over his body rushed to the top of his head again, and in the astonishment of all the officers and soldiers who signed Ding, he once again raised his shield and rushed to the gun array desperately.

Or a strong thrust against the shield, stopping his mad tiger-like body, another thrust pushed him back into his formation, a third thrust, pushed him into the formation, and with his retreat, there were his companions who wailed and fell like wheat, and on his way backwards, there were stacks of corpses.

Blocked the fourth thrust, with the help of the wall behind him, he could not retreat, stood firm, taking advantage of this opportunity, he swung his knife and slashed out, when a spear stabbed like lightning, he slashed the gun, a sound of gold and iron rang out in the ear, in this sky-high shouting and killing, it sounded particularly loud, he was happy in his heart, taking advantage of this opportunity, he wanted to pounce into the gap that was opened by himself, but this was just thinking that when he rushed up, a spear had already filled the gap, Like a moth, he pounced on the flaming spear, the red tassel.

All that was left for him was to retreat, retreat and retreat.

The adjutant general is really crazy, his own martial arts are called ten thousand enemies in the standard camp, and taking the head of the general in the army of ten thousand horses is like probing for something, but he is not facing the general, but he is just an ordinary thief who can no longer be ordinary, but he was forced to have no power to fight back by their firm but simple spurs, why is this?

At that time, the army, the two armies were connected, in fact, they still relied on personal martial arts to fight, and the soldiers still instinctively wanted to attack the enemy closest to themselves and the greatest threat to themselves, but when the real Black Tiger Army abandoned individual fighting and individual bravery, cooperation, organization, and discipline regarded the whole army as a whole rather than relying only on individual combat power, and the army, the murderous war machine in human history, finally followed Lu Shi across time and space to this era