The veteran general, Feng Xiaoci, soon discovered that the situation was wrong.

The performance of the bandit in front of him was very different from the various rogues he had fought before. Except for the time when Cheng Mingzhen's thief used the waterway to sneak attack the grain and grass a few months ago, in the past, no matter which way he was in close contact with the rogue, the enemy was basically unable to launch an attack against the official army. Even if there are occasionally one or two guys who don't know the height of the sky, their offensive often only lasts for about half an hour. "All the while. Then decline, three and exhaustion! This quote could not be more suitable for the rogues. As long as the officers and soldiers can withstand the first half of the hour, the next step will be that the rogues themselves will lose the patience to persevere. They have no rules, no rhythm, and even mess up their own ranks. At that time, as long as the officers and troops grasp the turning point between attack and defense, they will be able to easily reap the "fruits."

And this bandit, which is currently fighting against the official army, certainly does not apply any previous experience. Although their formation is still slightly messy, the offensive is in a clear wave pattern, wave after wave, and they will not stop until they smash the blocks in front of them into pieces. At the crest of the wave, a scarlet battle flag with green trim stands out. Almost all the attacks were launched from that banner, and all the minions were trying to get closer to that banner. From the soldier's point of view, that battle flag is not only a front, but also plays the role of an eye. As long as it doesn't fall for a moment, the rogue attacks will never stop!

Let it continue to be arrogant unscrupulously, and before the officers and troops on both wings cut off the bandits' sharp arrow formation, the front army directly opposite the bandits will be pierced by this human arrow. In that case, it would be really unpredictable to win or lose today. It was too late, it was fast, with many years of experience in battle, Feng Xiaoci quickly made a decision, "Captain Liu, you took someone to pull out the battle flag and block the enemy's offensive." General Zhao, you lead the rear army to press forward and stand behind the front army. Those who dare to cross your battle banner will be killed without mercy! ”

"No!" Liu Keji and Ying Yanglang, the lieutenants of the light car, were angry with Zhao Yida, who had already been angry by the arrogant appearance of the bandits, agreed, and each took his subordinates to go against the trend. was blocked by bandits for half an hour, and the two of them had never experienced such a wretched battle. No matter how bad the Marquis of Youwu is, he is also one of the twelve government soldiers established by the Great Sui at the earliest. If it is so hard to collect a wave of rabble, how can everyone have the face to meet the seniors in the army who once swept Jiangnan after they die?

The input of the two new forces quickly changed the balance of strength between the two sides on the local battlefield. Many of the officers and soldiers who were blocking the route of the Liukou charge were already ready to turn around and retreat, but they were wrapped in robes that rushed forward behind them, and they involuntarily ran forward with the flow of people. Many soldiers who had been in a wait-and-see mentality were agitated by the sound of the horn, and the blood veins in their bodies were instantly burned, and they raised their sore arms, and shouted loudly under Liu Keji's battle flag, "Kill-"

"Kill, right Wuhou, never retreat!" Liu Keji's personal soldiers shouted in unison, cutting down the minions that rushed in front of him, cutting down the cowards who stood in the way, and striding forward in a pool of blood.

"Kill, Brother Youwuhou, keep up!" The approaching soldier shouted loudly. Honor and dignity, at this moment, they overcame the fear of death in their hearts, stepping on the corpse of the enemy or the robe, they followed behind Liu Keji, and never gave up.

The arrow-shaped battle formation suddenly cracked a corner, and the officers and soldiers continued to go deeper along this bloody crack, and soon approached Cheng Mingzhen's battle flag. At this moment, Cheng Mingzhen is in a state of madness, and there is no fear in his heart at all. He felt like the legendary Chiyou, who was born with steel and iron bones, and was invulnerable. It will only hack the opponent to death, and it will never be injured. And the enemy in front of him moves slowly, staggering, and is full of flaws from head to toe. As long as he stabs the lance out, he can easily take down the enemy. Whether he wears the trumpet of an ordinary soldier, or the iron armor of a lieutenant or general. All stupid pigs, all stupid, all vulnerable.

"Come, die!"

"Come, grandpa is here, you have the ability to fight alone!"

While stabbing with a lance, he cursed and scolded. "Don't let Lao Tzu live, Lao Tzu won't let you live!"

"Come, if you have the ability to kill me, Lao Tzu is Cheng Mingzhen!"

The soldiers have been insulted like this a few times, but if there is some blood, they will sacrifice their lives to meet them. The guards around Cheng Mingzhen were also as crazy as the main general, and when they saw someone approaching, they immediately raised their guns and stabbed them. They cooperate very well with each other, and the transition between offense and defense is smooth. This is the result of rigorous training on a daily basis. Looking at the entire Zhangjia Army, there are less than 100 people who can be selected by Cheng Mingzhen as a personal soldier. There are only 100 people here, and almost the essence of the entire Zedi is condensed. For example, good steel, after grinding, is worthy of the edge.

A Mo knife hand roared angrily and rushed towards Cheng Mingzhen, just lifting the heavy Mo knife, but the calf was tripped by the minion soldier with an ash pole, staggering, and losing his center of gravity. The pro-soldier team Zheng Li Jiucheng took advantage of the situation to stab behind Mo Dao's hand with a spear, just stabbing the armor and sending it to another pro-soldier Yang Daring. Yang boldly picked up the horizontal knife and quickly chopped down. There was a "flutter", blood splattered, and a headless corpse fell limply.

"Change the length guy!" Li Jiucheng shouted a bold order to Yang, who had just stabbed the wooden spear. Hearing the reminder of his companion, Yang boldly discarded the horizontal knife, picked up the Mo knife "sent" by the enemy soldier with one leg, picked the blade to waist height, and reached out to hold it tightly. With a fierce roar of "hey", the five-foot-long Mo knife slashed out a blue light, and swept towards the officers and soldiers who rushed in front of him from the bottom up.

The officer and soldier were relying on the length of their weapons to kill Yang Dayan. Suddenly, his stomach was cold, and the broken nails flew with his muscles and internal organs, and the whole person was disemboweled, screaming and falling. Another minion was quick-witted, and under the care of his companions, he threw away the simple wooden spear, picked up the iron lance equipped by the officers and soldiers, and leaned side by side beside Yang Daring to protect Cheng Mingzhen's flank.

"Death to those who stand in my way!" Cheng Mingzhen roared loudly, and the lance was like an oolong, piercing a captain who came up. The right arm was picked up and the left arm was pressed down, and the lance sank suddenly, and the body of the enemy general was picked up by him as a straw bale, and was thrown far away from the battle group. An officer who had been injured and fell to the ground tried to roll forward and take the opportunity to hug his thigh, but before he could roll to the position, Cheng Mingzhen had already sensed the danger, and the long lance suddenly smashed downward, the lance straightened, and the lance was retracted. The brass rod slammed into the attacker's chest like a hammer, smashing the enemy's belly and six organs to pieces.

The sneak attacker didn't even snort before he lost his breath. Cheng Mingzhen sneered, stepped on the other party's body, and the lance moved forward again. Pick up two wooden shields and stab the stabbing hand behind the shield. Then, under the escort of his own soldiers, he rushed into a group of invincible officers and soldiers, like a tiger out of the cage and a dragon soaring into the abyss.

The new enemy was even more tenacious than the previous one, falling a dozen in a row, but still fighting bloodily. Their cooperation with each other is far more skillful than the previous waves, and even surpasses Cheng Mingzhen's personal soldiers. Li Jiucheng was entangled, Duan Qing was also entangled, Yang Dayan was mixed with a guy holding Pu, and tried to knock the opponent's weapon away with his strength several times, but he never succeeded. "Protect the Nine!" Duan Qing was so anxious that his eyes were full of fire, but he couldn't get half a step closer to Cheng Mingzhen. There were too many enemy troops, they rushed too far ahead, and locally they were already at a disadvantage in numbers.

"Take your life!" Liu Keji, the captain of the light car, cut down the last minion who was blocking in front of him, and rushed straight at Cheng Mingzhen. From the anxious shouts of the bandits, he guessed that the madman young man in front of him was the opponent he was looking for. Mo knife slashed out a snow practice, as long as it hit, it will definitely be able to chop the enemy in half.

Cheng Mingzhen turned around quickly, blocked the Mo knife with the iron-clad part of the lance, and unloaded the force. Liu Keji's martial arts proficiency was far beyond his expectations, and the blade drew an arc violently, actually breaking away from the contact with the long lance, dragging the electric light, and then running to Mingzhen's waist ribs.

If he is cut down at this moment, Cheng Mingzhen will have to become half a person. He was taken aback and quickly retreated. Liu Keji wanted this effect, and his footsteps suddenly stepped forward, deceiving himself to the junction between the lance and the lever, and the Mo knife quickly swiped out halfway. only heard the crisp sound of "dangchang", and the long lance in Cheng Mingzhen's hand that he didn't know how many people had stabbed to death actually broke into two.

"Nine masters!" All the pro-soldiers were dumbfounded, abandoned their opponents, and sacrificed their lives to save them. Liu Keji's personal soldiers are not ambiguous, and they are tightly pressed into half a ***, and they would rather be cut down and killed by the minions, but also give the main general the opportunity to kill the thief chief in one fell swoop.

This time, Cheng Mingzhen's situation is even more sinister. Liu Keji, who took advantage of it, was as tight as a knife, and the knife did not leave Cheng Mingzhen's neck and two ribs. Relying on the absence of iron armor, Cheng Mingzhen was able to avoid the opponent's deadly offensive. The drawer pulled out the horizontal knife from his waist and fought hard to resist.

Although the horizontal knife is sharp, it is not thin. It was only three or two times with the long-handled Mo knife, and it was a "dangchang" sound, and he actually followed in the footsteps of the long lance. "You***!" Cheng Ming shouted angrily, this time he completely woke up from the frenzy of the battle. He found that he was still the Cheng Mingzhen who only had half a bucket of water in martial arts, not Zhao Zilong, who was seven in and seven out in front of Changban Slope. The other party is not a lamb to be slaughtered, but a tiger with wings. In a panic, his foot tripped over the corpse again, and his center of gravity was immediately lost, and he staggered and was about to fall.

Liu Ke has experienced a hundred battles, how can he let go of such a great opportunity. With a roar, he slashed the Mo knife diagonally in desperation. At that moment, a spear suddenly flew into the air and went straight to his chest.

"Ah......" Liu Keji, who had an empty door in front of his chest, couldn't care about chasing Cheng Mingzhen again, and hurriedly dodged to save himself. The spear pierced his left rib, piercing through his armor and soaking him with one of his own soldiers behind him.

"Ah...... Ah......" The seriously injured soldiers howled miserably, dancing with their hands and feet, causing Liu Keji to lose his center of gravity and sway from side to side. The more anxious he was, the more he could not untie his armor and break free from his spear. had no choice but to turn the handle of the Mo knife and stab it backwards hard, hoping to use the power of the handle to push the dying and struggling soldiers away, so as to continue to chase and kill Cheng Thief Mingzhen.

Cheng Mingzhen was willing to be chased and killed again, and immediately picked up a few blood-stained stones from the ground and smashed them at Liu Keji as a hidden weapon. Liu Keji was inconvenient to dodge, and the bridge of his head and nose was hit one after another, and he was smashed and dizzy. Reaching out to wipe the blood that flowed into his eyes, his abdomen suddenly felt cold, and he lowered his head and saw Cheng Mingzhen squatting under his lower abdomen with a small half of the blade that was inches long, but the other half of the blade stabbed into his stomach fiercely.

"Ahh

"Ahh Wailing, he drew the blade horizontally, then quickly let go and crawled backwards.

The blood light was like a waterfall, staining the eyes of everyone present. The fine-scale iron armor on Liu Keji's body failed to save his life in the end, and his entire abdomen was broken by the blade, and his intestines and stomach flowed outward. At the moment of dying, he looked at Cheng Mingzhen who retreated to his own soldiers with self-hatred, his face was full of despair and disbelief.

"Who saved Lao Tzu!" After retreating to his own soldiers, Cheng Mingzhen's courage immediately became stronger. Ignoring the wound on his hand, he took a long lance from the brothers and broke off loudly.

"Lao Tzu!" was stabbed several times on his body, and Duan Qing, who was slashed like a blood gourd, grinned in response. shook and fell into Li Jiucheng's arms.

"***, you get up for me!" Cheng Mingzhen used the lance as a whip to sweep away the officers and soldiers who were panicked in a short period of time because they had lost the commander who led the team. Reaching out to grab Duan Qing, seeing that the other party was still breathing, he laughed again, "Who hasn't died yet, dare to kill Lao Tzu for a while?" ”

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

The minions are the best at fighting with the wind, shouting loudly, and this indomitable spirit instantly spread throughout the whole army, and the morale of the whole team was greatly boosted. "Follow me, Li Jiucheng, blow the horn!" Cheng Mingzhen looked around, arrogant. How about the officers and soldiers? What about the government soldiers? If you don't get beaten by Lao Tzu as usual, you can't find the north? Still beaten by Lao Tzu?

"Woo woo, woo woo, woo woo" Li Jiucheng pulled out the horn from his waist and blew it loudly. "Woo, woo, woo", the front army, the middle army, and the rear team, hundreds of horned dragons sang and harmonized. In an instant, the already full array of sharp arrows condensed again, and everyone followed the battle flag on Cheng Mingzhen's head and stabbed forward, and then turned to the right again. He actually poked a big hole in the side of the officers and soldiers who were blocking the front, and inserted it diagonally towards the opponent's left flank.

"Turn around, turn around, follow me, hit him on the left flank!" Cheng Mingzhen didn't dare to rush to the forefront this time, but remembered his true duty and commanded the brothers to change formations in battle. He is not very skilled in this hand, but if he wants to rush to the horse of Feng Xiaoci, a veteran of a hundred battles, and behead him with a sudden attack, it is tantamount to a fool's dream! still accepted it when he saw it, and after accidentally killing the local general, he immediately woke up. Taking advantage of the fact that the officers and troops had not yet come to their senses after the sudden blow of losing important generals, they quickly changed their strategies.

"Turn around, turn around, follow the Nine Masters!" Yang Daring, Li Jiucheng and others carried Liu Keji's head, hugged Duan Qing, who was seriously injured and unconscious, and quickly changed the direction of attack. They first stirred up a few times on the enemy's left flank and at the junction of the front and rear armies, and then, seeing that the situation was not good, they quickly rushed into the distance.

This time, he fled desperately, and he left behind most of the wounded robes of his own brothers and monks who were entangled with the enemy army, and fled shamelessly! and the previous brave and sharp judgment of the two armies, and did not even leave time for Feng Xiaoci to react.

"Don't dwell on it, chase me!" Feng Xiaoci, who was still admiring the opponent's decisiveness and wit before flicking his fingers, was so angry that he personally raised the command flag and waved it vigorously. His own soldiers were also so angry that they raised their horns and blew vigorously, "Woo, woo, woo, woo, woo"

Hearing the order, the Youwu Marquis Army, who was strangling the remnants of the enemy, left the opponent, quickly changed direction, and rushed after the defeated footprints of Cheng Mingzhen and others. Before he could chase a hundred steps, there was a sudden sound of horns and drums on the hillside, and Hao Laodao, the fifth master, with more than 20,000 disheveled and disheveled minions in a scattered formation, rushed down to Feng Xiaoci's Chinese army.

"Protect the marshal!" Finding out that he was deceived, Ying Yanglang immediately made a new decision to Zhao Yida. More than 10,000 brothers, except for the more than 2,000 people who fought hard with Cheng Mingzhen just now and were killed, the rest were chasing and killing the enemy army, and there were less than 300 guards left by Feng Xiaoci's side at the moment. In case they were attacked by the bandits who had just arrived near Shuai Qi, Feng Xiaoci's guards would be bitten to death by the swarming enemy troops, even if they were all ten.

"Order, the front army and the left army continue to pursue the enemy, and the right army and the rear army retreat and form a formation!" Finding that his brother had stopped, Feng Xiaoci reluctantly changed his order. He has been fighting horses for half his life, and many of the generals of Youwuhou were brought out by him. It is obviously impossible for everyone to ignore the life and death of this old man, and only pursue the outcome of the battle. Now the wisest choice is to give up the dream of destroying the Ming Zhen Department and divide the troops to deal with the new situation that suddenly occurs.

Hearing the horn of the Chinese army, Zhao Yida, the general of Yingyanglang, finally breathed a sigh of relief. He led his subordinates to turn around and run, and before the bandits and rogues arrived, they hastily formed a tight phalanx around Feng Xiaoci.

Hao Laodao is not good at stubble, and he seizes every opportunity to increase the speed of his minions to the fastest. Seeing that he was about to collide with the hurriedly formed officers and soldiers, he waved his hand violently, "Smash the damn!" ”。 In an instant, the sky was dark, and under the lead-gray clouds, countless fist-sized stones fell with snowflakes.

The officers and soldiers had just barely put on a formation, who would have thought that the bandits would actually use such an obscene trick. When he was smashed, he cried and called his mother, with a blue nose and swollen face. Hao Laodao laughed, and collided the two sharp blades as wide and narrow as the door panels in his hands, "Brothers, give it to Lao Tzu." Kill one is enough, kill two and earn one! ”

"Kill one is enough, kill two and earn one" More than 20,000 disheveled minions waved various weapons and shouted accordingly. Half of the enemy army was divided to hunt down Cheng Mingzhen, and less than 4,000 were left to protect Feng Xiaoci. Whether in terms of numbers or morale, the heroes of the green forest now occupy an absolute advantage.

"Haha, kill, kill, kill!" Hao Laodao's face was flushed with excitement, and he showed off his might in front of the official army. The feather arrows, which were the most troublesome in the past, were no longer of any use due to the close proximity between the two armies. Without the interference of feather arrows, five to one, even if it can't be beaten, at least it will make Feng Xiaoci disgusting for a long time. "Kill Feng Xiaoci, don't let him escape!" Regardless of whether the other party was ready to retreat or not, he first self-absorbed, as if the victory was already in his hands.

"Kill Feng Xiaoci! Kill Feng Xiaoci! "Hao Laodao's subordinates, as well as the subordinates who were discarded by Cheng Mingzhen just now and were surrounded by the official army, merged together, and surrounded them layer upon layer like bees that had seen a bear. There are many of them, they are not afraid, and they have to pull a cushion when they die! Flesh and blood splashed in front of the formation, and red mist rose in front of the formation. Large expanses of snow fell from the sky, and before they could touch the ground, they were already dyed red.

Piece by piece, red as a phoenix's feathers. I don't know how many more lives I have to burn to get a nirvana.