The first chapter of the game is eight times

Modao team? Sang Xianhe took the mount, and his eyes suddenly widened round than eggs. He was familiar with the team that was slowly walking in front of him, and most of the armor and swords in it came from his "supply". Even the general who led the team could see clearly, although the other party had a face armor on his face, but judging from his burly body and firm steps, there was no doubt that it must be Wu Tianxi. It's just that when he was under his command, Wu Tianxi had never led so many soldiers, and he had never had the opportunity to show such a strong strength. It's just that the tactics and formation of this Modao team are very unfamiliar to Sang Xianhe, he has never formed such a large-scale Modao formation, and he has never expected similar cooperation.

All were made up of the strongest warriors in the army of Zhaozhou, carefully selected, wrapped from head to toe in iron armor. The Mo knife in his hand is more than a zhang long, and he can cut the war horse in half with both hands. And the one who led the elite of this elite was actually Wu Tianxi, who had just surrendered from the official army for less than a year. Under Sang Xianhe, this person can only get mixed with the team because of his humble background, and he is not even qualified to enter the military tent in the middle of the army!

Surprised, suspicious, panicked. All kinds of expressions were written all over the faces of the officers and soldiers of the Great Sui. They didn't have time to think about what to do, because the Modao team was already striding towards them. It's not fast, but every step makes your heels tremble and your knees go limp.

"Tianxi ......," Sang Xianhe called in a low voice. The second half of the sentence was choked back into his throat. At such a close distance, he believed that Wu Tianxi could hear his words. But so what? I ignored this general, or the tradition of the Great Sui officialdom forced me to bury this general. Now, the other party has come over with the Mo Dao team, and I will talk to him about old friends and the grace of knowing each other, is it useful?

Stunned, the Modao team approached a few steps closer. Through the heavy armor, the soldiers of the Sui army could even see their cold eyes. There is no trace of emotion, neither fanatical nor timid, just like a moving clay sculpture and wood carving, stepping on the unchanged pace, approaching, approaching, and approaching......

"Kill!" Someone couldn't bear such a heavy pressure, so he picked up half of the steel knife and threw it over. Suddenly, short knives, spears, and stones were all over the place. The Modao team only paused for a moment, and then resumed their pace. Broken copper and iron fell from the sky and smashed on their protective iron armor, clanging. But its effect is to create some noise, and it can't do any harm to the people inside the iron armor. Including a few stray arrows that were hurriedly shot, they were stuck straight into the breastplate of a strange knife hand, like the stiff hairs on a hedgehog's body, trembling up and down with the opponent's footsteps.

The two armies soon made a second contact. There is still no suspense at all. Mo knife players raise their knives and swing their knives. Lift up your sword, swing your sword, and cut down whatever living creature stands in your way as you cut a crop. The weapons in the hands of the officers and men were either too short to reach each other, or too blunt to pierce the armor. One side fell to the ground and was slaughtered, and he didn't even have a chance to exchange his life.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way, stop me from dying!" Wu Tianxi finally spoke, but his voice was so cold that it was shivering. One brigade commander couldn't dodge, and he slashed from the shoulder to the waist, and half of his body flew out. A pawn outside the name weakened his legs, collapsed in place, and was also cut down by him without hesitation, and then walked over with the corpse.

Unparalleled attack power, unparalleled defense, unparalleled cooperation. The entire Mo Dao Array has turned into a devil, fangs and claws, invincible. In the face of this terrible force, the officers and men had no choice but to dodge. It's just that they were in a chaotic formation when they were chasing and killing Cheng Mingzhen just now, even if they wanted to retreat at this moment, they couldn't get out quickly. They can only squeeze and push each other, hoping to delay the arrival of the blade.

"Just a few hundred people, kill them, kill them all!" Sang Xianhe was so angry that he smoked, danced his lance, and poked over the two closest deserters to him. The soldiers avoided him like ghosts, but they couldn't muster up the courage to intercept Wu Tianxi. After mobilizing several times to no avail, Sang Xianhe had no choice but to lead his team against the flow of people.

There is no formation in this world that cannot be cracked, and there is no class without weaknesses. Otherwise, the Great Sui Guards would have swept the world. Mo knife, long lance, two crotch armor, which offensive and defensive weapons are not from the imperial court? Since the bandits were able to take them off the battlefield, Sang Xianhe believed that he could find a way to take them back.

Seeing their own commander step forward and fight hard, many soldiers stopped in shame and turned to follow the back of the team. There are many people, and General Sang must have a way. With all kinds of hopes, the soldiers gradually regained their stability. But only a moment later, their hopes were shattered.

Sang Xianhe attacked the Mo Dao Array, and took dozens of personal soldiers to tear the Mo Dao Array apart. They relied on their extraordinary martial arts to fight bravely and continue to go deeper. However, there were fewer and fewer soldiers around him, and they fell alternately. Subsequently, the gap on the Mo Dao array became narrower and narrower, and it slowly turned into the mouth of a fierce beast, slowly closing.

Wu Tianxi was directing the Mo swordsmen to change formations, instantly changing from a phalanx to a horizontal formation, and then bending forward from a horizontal formation. When it comes to personal bravery, apart from himself, there is no second choice in the Modao team who can stop Sang Xianhe. But in the formation change, all the Mo knife players were evenly matched with Sang Xianhe. Someone slashed at Sang Xianhe, and then he was immediately protected by his companions. The next Mo knife hand slashed out again, and he was also protected by the heavy knife shadow. The entire formation has not yet changed, and there are few brothers around Sang Xian. The Followers were either killed or kept out of the ranks, doing their best but unable to provide an effective response.

What kind of formation is this? Sang Xianhe couldn't believe what he was seeing. With years of experience in the army, he could sense that Wu Tianxi had not fully practiced the formation changes. But even so, he was trapped in the array, like a trapped beast, roaring, roaring, fangs and claws, but he couldn't find a breakthrough.

The Sui soldiers naturally couldn't watch the commander being killed, and under the supervision of Yang Fu, the chief bookkeeper, and several loyal generals, they continued to counterattack against Modao. And Cheng Mingzhen and Wang Ermao, who succeeded in the trick, took out the last family background, and protected the front and back of the Modao Formation, blocking and defeating the Sui army one by one. Then he shouted and attacked the next one.

Several times, someone rushed into the Modao formation, and he was two steps away from joining Sang Xianhe. But Wu Tianxi quickly blocked them and knocked them to the ground one by one. There are also people who try to use grinding disc tactics to polish the edge of the Mo knife formation little by little. More than a dozen of them formed a small group, fighting piecemeal around the periphery of the Mo Dao Formation. This tactic worked, but it was extremely slow and costly. Before each Mo Daoist fell, he had to replace at least three to the nameless Great Sui elites. And the Mo Dao Array only moved slightly, and the flaws that had just been ground out disappeared again.

They are not grains on a millstone, but a real millstone. Everyone on the periphery, including the officers and soldiers and the green forest, was moving around the millstone. Squeezing, grinding, crushing bones. The smell of blood is getting heavier and heavier, and there are more and more corpses on the edge of the Mo Dao Array. There were many more people in the future, people from both sides of the enemy and the enemy filling in, and they couldn't wait to turn into corpses.

Such a tragic killing surpassed any battle experienced by the soldiers on both sides. Many soldiers killed and killed, their eyes began to turn red, and they were slowly lost in the blood. They suddenly showed unprecedented bravery, they were slashed by knives but did not feel pain, they were stabbed by lances but they did not feel fear, they could not smell blood, they could not hear the cries of their comrades. They didn't feel the fatigue of sweat rolling down, and ignored any orders from the top. They have fallen into complete madness, completely losing all the characteristics of human beings in the sea of blood. They swung their knives, and swung their knives, and swung their knives until they fell, their eyes still shining with the pleasure of killing.

Sang Xianhe also gradually fell into this confusion. He blocked a knife that slashed at him, then lunged into the arms of an enemy. He stabbed his opponent in the stomach with a half-cut lance, then rolled to avoid the weapon that slashed at him, opened his mouth, and bit into the iron armor of a man. The screeching sound of the iron armor made Wen all frown. Sang Xianhe was not harmed at all, raised his knees, and broke through his opponent's lower body.

He felt tired, tired. My heart was full of despair and fear, but I couldn't stop. He wanted to shout "Don't kill me, I surrender!" Only the sound of "Worm" came out of his mouth. Mo Dao Hand was changing formations again, and the gap around him suddenly increased. But he didn't know how to escape, and he waved his half-truncated lance, constantly circling in place.

A strong man strode towards him, his sword light as awe-inspiring. Relieved, Sang Xianhe was instantly clear, and he was relieved. The expected sharp pain did not come, and he closed his eyes and waited for death to open his eyes in shock, but now he didn't know when he had been outside the formation, and the chief bookkeeper Yang Fu led a group of people to surround him and quickly fled outside the battlefield.

"Where is Cheng Mingzhen? The whole team, there aren't many people under his command! Fleeing from Shengtian in a daze, Sang Xianhe's first thought was not to ask why he got out, but to try to regain the dominance on the battlefield. Since the Mo Dao Array did not trap him, it means that the Great Sui soldiers still have the strength to fight. Since the Great Sui soldiers still have the strength to fight, they have the hope of overturning the enemy army and regaining victory.

"Wa, Wagang Army, Wagang Army is here!" Yang Fu, the chief bookkeeper, pointed to the soldiers who were still glued together not far away, and spoke incoherently.

"What?" Sang Xianhe looked closely, and only then did he see that the Xuzhou army with the black and red battle flag was trying to disengage from his soldiers and horses. With Cheng Mingzhen as the core, the formation was re-formed. His brethren were in disarray, fighting the enemy or running around like flies.

A little farther away, just beyond the battlefield where the two sides were fighting. Tens of thousands of Wagang minions poured out. The cavalry of the Zhaozhou army and the official army stopped attacking each other, and rode their horses and ran around in front of the Wagang army. But none of them could come near, and no one could stop the way of the Wagang army. The number of the other party is too much, it is four times that of the official army and more than ten times that of the Zhaozhou army!

That's why Cheng Mingzhen let me go? Sang Xianhe was still not sure. He vaguely remembered that when he was in a hurry, a horizontal knife slashed at him. Judging from the figure, the knife may be Wu Tianxi. But it is also possible that he was wrong, hoping to die in the hands of Wu Tianxi instead of in the hands of a nobody. In any case, it shouldn't have been Wu Tianxi who took the initiative to let him go, otherwise Wu Tianxi would definitely not be able to escape military justice.

"General, hurry up and give the order to the whole team. The heart of the Wagang army thief is unpredictable! Seeing that Sang Xianhe was still in a daze, Yang Fu really regretted that he had brought someone to save him just now. In order to break out of a gap in the Mo Dao Formation, he paid at least more than three hundred loyal guards. If it weren't for Cheng Mingzhen's scheduling mistake caused by the appearance of the Wagang Army, maybe everyone would have to be buried here today.

The Kowagang Army was clearly not here to rescue them. The snipe and the clam compete, and the fisherman profits. For more than a month, the soldiers of Wuyang County, Qinghe County, Julu Thief, Zhaozhou Army, Sangjia Army, and several teams galloped on the battlefield in Hebei, all wanting to be the fishermen who grabbed the last benefits. They all want to sacrifice others to fulfill themselves. No one expected that Wang Deren, who obediently gave way to the official army and the road to Qingzhang, was the real profiteer and the real fisherman.

"Collect the troops, collect the troops, and move closer to me. Draw on me! Sang Xianhe finally remembered his duty and shouted at the top of his throat. As soon as Yang Fu waved his hand, all the relatives and soldiers immediately shouted in unison, spreading this order to the whole army, "Collect the troops, collect the troops, and move closer to the commander." Get closer to the big handsome! ”

"Woo, woo, woo!" A low horn sounded. "Dangdang, dang!" The hoarse sound of a broken gong also sounded. The army and officers and men of Zhaozhou were shrinking and rapidly retreating, trying to assemble into a solid formation. Wang Deren of the Wagang Army did not give them a chance and quickly beat the drums of war. "Knock knock, knock, knock......." The drum beat tore apart. More than a thousand elites quickly poured out, and they were swept into the official army like a whirlwind.

The officers and soldiers who had already been exhausted by the Zhaozhou army had no strength to resist and were killed to the ground. More Wagang minions trotted into the warband, drove the officers and soldiers into piles like sheep, and then killed them with a single sword, cutting off their heads and stripping off their armor.

The equally exhausted army could not join either side of the warring and could only try to make sure that they were not involved. However, Wang Deren's division of the Wagang Army obviously did not want to let them go, and on the one hand, nearly half of the brothers were divided to chase and beat the officers and soldiers fiercely, and on the other hand, they were outflanked and pressed towards them from two sides.

"What a shame!" Xiong Kuohai was so angry that he scolded, and he was going to fight with the Wagang army with his lance. "I'm going to slaughter them, whatever!"

Cheng Mingzhen blocked his way with a blood-dripping lance, "Don't take the initiative to make trouble, take strict precautions, and wait until I ask them about their intentions!" ”

"What else can you mean?" Wang Ermao, who had the deepest impression of the Wagang Army, was also so angry that his eyes were red. If it weren't for the fear of shaking the morale of the army, he would rather die in front of his brothers right now. The relationship with the Wagang Army was all caused by him, and the alliance with the Wagang Army was also promoted by him. However, the Wagang hero, who once made him admire and fascinated, betrayed everyone at the most critical moment, and stabbed countless knives in the back of everyone.

"Team, don't show your heart!" At the moment of crisis, Cheng Mingzhen slowly calmed down. The order to release Sang Xian and a way out was indeed given by him, because only by ensuring that Sang Xianhe did not die could the officers and soldiers share a part of the threat of the Wagang Army for him. However, the two sides are not allies after all, and they have already lost both. Any finger in the depths of the Wagang Army, Wang Deren, can easily crush them.

Wang Ermao, Xiong Kuohai and others glanced behind them, and had to stop helplessly. The Zhaozhou army is about to fall apart. After experiencing the fire and merger with Lu Fangyuan's department, the bloody battle with Yang Baiyan's department and the battle with Wei Deshen's department, they are already at the end of their strong crossbows. It's just that he is unwilling to hand over the hard-working foundation to others, so he mustered up the last bit of strength to fight with Sang Xian and the ministry. Now, that last bit of strength has been drained. The Wagang army arrived at this time and put the sharp blade on everyone's necks.

Now the Zhaozhou army did not retreat like the official army, and the Wagang army also stopped continuing to approach. Like two scorpions, two poisonous crows stand in the distance, ready to crush their prey into pieces.

"Don't panic, don't panic, don't give others a look!"

"Pay attention to the formation, don't be ashamed to die if you can fight!" Wang Fei, Duan Qing and other generals also understood that everyone was cornered, and tried their best to maintain order in the team. It is possible that the entire army of the state of Zhaozhou will be destroyed, but the army of the state of Zhaozhou will not be destroyed because of the defeat. They can be slaughtered, but they can't show even the slightest fear in front of the vile villains.

"The Mo Dao team can still fight, but I don't know the specific location of the enemy's main general!"

"I'll lead people to entangle them, and you lead everyone to retreat to Taihang Mountain!"

Wu Tianxi and Du Juan came one after another and discussed countermeasures with Cheng Mingzhen in a low voice. They all thought of the idea of burning jade, Cheng Mingzhen shook his head slightly. "Wang Deren is here for the three counties of Ping'en and Juluze, we can deal with him first and then make a decision!"

"Then you ......" Cuckoo gritted his teeth, his eyes full of humiliation. Cheng Mingzhen's analysis is not wrong at all, Wang Deren must have taken a fancy to the territory of the Zhaozhou Army. Compared with other war-torn places, the three counties of Ping'en can be described as a rare rich paradise in troubled times. If he wants to take the three counties without blood, he must first make Cheng Mingzhen succumb.

"It is important to save the lives of the brethren first!" Cheng Mingzhen grinned bitterly. He didn't feel humiliated. But surrendering to the Wagang Army's Wang Deren Division, there may still be a chance to turn the book around. If you resist to the end, I'm afraid that none of the more than 4,000 people under your command will be able to escape.

"Leader!" "Leader!" Xiong Kuohai and the others also understood what Cheng Mingzhen was planning, and turned his head to look at him, his eyes sad and angry. The green forest road has always been the law of the jungle, and if everyone loses to the Wagang army on the battlefield, even if they surrender, it is not a shame. And now......

Just as everyone was about to persuade Cheng Mingzhen to fight to the death, there was a noisy sound of horses' hooves in the distance. More than 1,000 cavalry, the wind generally swept over the hills. "Master Cheng, we're here for you!" The generals who led the team took the lead, as if they were in a no-man's land.

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