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The rushing river stagnated in an instant. Immediately after, the horn on the other side also sounded, whining and whining, like a provocation, echoing Li Jiajun's horn.

"Avenge General Chai!" Chen Liangcheng stood at the head of the bridge on the south bank, raising his knife and shouting. "Revenge!" The two teams of cavalry dismounted, changed into their long weapons, and shouted and pounced on the bridge under the leadership of their respective teams. If they go they will die, but none of them will dare to retreat. Because the law enforcement team led by Duan Zhida was standing behind them, they had no way to escape.

"Revenge, revenge!" Liu Laozhu, the team leader who had just taken up his duties, shouted loudly, and tears could not help but flow down his face. He was originally a hurried coolie, but last year he was carried and caught in the army in the Hexi area. In his life, he never expected to be promoted to an official position, but he never dreamed that he would suddenly be appreciated by his boss today and become a team leader who can command a hundred people. I didn't expect to have a nightmare, but when I became the team, I was caught up with the first wave of attack.

The wooden bridge swayed back and forth under everyone's feet, creaking and creaking, as if it might collapse at any moment, but it refused to collapse. The blood under his feet became thicker and thicker, and he was so slippery that he could barely stand on his feet, but he was surrounded by the robes behind him, and he couldn't stop a single step. The rejection horse on the opposite side was getting closer and closer, and the blade of the Mo knife flashed red in the setting sun. The enemy soldiers on the opposite side were wearing masks, and it was impossible to see what they looked like, only their cold eyes. "Knock knock!" The drums of war sounded behind him, urging him to die. Liu Laozhu felt that his heart was beating wildly with the beat of the drum, and tears and cold sweat flowed down his cheeks. Suddenly, he felt the whole team stop for a moment, and then heard a low cry, "Mother.......", and then he saw the robes in front of him fall one after another, falling down the blood waterfall on the bridge deck to the bottom of the bridge......

There were only a few hundred heavy armored infantry blocked by the Zhaozhou army behind the rejection of the horse, but it was specially built by Cheng Mingzhen to deal with the cavalry of his strong neighbor Li Zhongjian. Weapons, armor, and body are all carefully selected for the first class. In order to build this life-saving foot soldier, the number of people in the Yuzhou battalion has been hovering in the early four or five thousand for many years. A large amount of resources and money were spent on the equipment and training of the heavily armored infantry soldiers. Today, they finally wielded their due power, and as soon as they came up, they gave the exhausted Li Jiajun who was in a hurry a dismount.

You can't stop, even though there's a slaughterhouse ahead. You can't stop, you will inevitably die if you turn around and retreat. Step by step, Liu Laozhu continued to move forward, and suddenly, he remembered General Chai's promise that no matter life or death, the promotion of the position will always be valid. Each person is given ten acres of xun land. Will it be given after the bridge is captured, or will it be given after the battle is killed? He didn't even remember it clearly. I couldn't help but think about it. Then, he felt a pain in his stomach, and now a pair of eyes flashed in front of him, just like the eyes of a wolf he saw in the suburbs in a cart many years ago...

The moment he was pierced through his body by the lance, Liu Laozhu felt a sense of relief in his heart. There were no screams, no struggles, and no plans to fight back. Just dropped the weapon casually, and let the long lance on the opposite side lift his body higher and higher, higher and higher.

Liberated, finally liberated! In his more than 30 years of human life, he basically didn't know what happiness was like. Live, struggle, struggle, and live. I don't know where my goal in life is, and I don't know when such a day will end. And today, it's finally over. He no longer has to worry about tomorrow's two meals, nor does he have to look at other people's faces with trepidation. As the pain lessened, he felt himself float on the lance. Drifting over the heads of the robes, drifting over the blood mist above the small bridge, and finally, merging with the blood-colored sunset over the blue sky.

Under the bloody sunset, the soldiers of the Li family army continued to rush forward. While rushing, he cursed loudly in the dialects of various places. Curse the opponent, curse the boss who has lost his conscience, curse the tragic fate that falls on his head. A soldier from Shangdang was slashed by a Mo knife and fell off the bridge with a scream. Immediately after, a young man from Taiyuan was pierced by a lance and struggled to fall. He was struck again by another opponent with a lance, and fell on his back, his eyes staring straight at the sky.

Then there was a strong man from Lishi, who roared in despair before he died. Taking advantage of the enemy's stunned moment, a young man from Longquan stabbed the opponent's body with a spear. The heavy spear pierced the armor, but the skin was stuck between the armor and the ribs, and it could not go further. The soldier on the opposite side reached out and grabbed the shaft of the spear and dragged it back, so that the owner of the spear attached his body to the horse. Several long lances alternately stabbed to end the dispute. The children of the Li family from Longquan were killed in battle, and the governor of the prefecture was seriously injured.

Both sides forgot to die, and stabbed each other through a few short rejection horses. One side rushes forward, the other falls. One side falls, the other rushes forward. Endlessly, endlessly. The blood flowed into a stream in an instant, and it was impossible to distinguish which one came from the Zhaozhou camp and which one came from the Li Jiajun. Eventually, it all mingles into a waterfall that splashes down the edge of the bridge. The river caught the blood waterfall, and the river turned red. The sunset was connected to the river, and the sunset was also dyed bloody. Blood-colored rivers, blood-colored people, blood-colored earth, blood-colored sky. In a suffocating blood, the drums of war on both sides of the strait exploded, knock knock, knock knock, knock knock, endlessly.

The two hundred soldiers who rushed onto the bridge lost seventy-seven or eighty-eight in the blink of an eye, but none of the horses on the opposite bank were broken. Chen Liangcheng looked back at Chai Shao, and the general could give himself a hint. Even if there was a slight pause in the beating of the drum, he immediately rushed back, hugged Mingfa's thigh and cried, pleading, no matter how others laughed at his woman's kindness, and removed all the remaining robes.

However, there is always no gap in the drumming. As if he hadn't seen the tragic fighting on the bridge deck at all, General Zuo Yiwei beat the drum again and again. Mercy is not in charge of soldiers, mercy is not in charge of soldiers, mercy is not in charge of soldiers. What is a dead hundred-ten? If you order those guys to withdraw now, you don't want them to face any fierce battles in the future. The fame is taken immediately, and the merit is also floating in the blood. As long as the final victory belongs to you, any effort is worth it!

In that case, let me go with you! Chen Liangcheng wiped the blood and tears from his face, and no longer prayed for the drums to stop, but walked onto the wooden bridge himself. He understood why Chai Shao was urging so many people to die, for a qualified general, as long as he could win the final victory, no matter what means he used, he was beyond reproach. Moreover, if the cowards are tolerated and connived, it will also affect the combat effectiveness and morale of the entire team. But those who died in battle now are all his brothers who usually stir horses and spoons in a pot! The general Chai Shao can be indifferent, but he Chen Liangcheng can't turn a blind eye.

The drumming continued, but the shouts of killing had faded away. I witnessed the robes around me being cut into several pieces one by one, and the morale of the dozens of Li family disciples who remained on the bridge deck was getting lower and lower. I don't know who took the lead, but I turned and fled, and the rest of the brothers immediately followed. Giving up the enemy, giving up the honor, running to the butcher's knife of his own people on the south bank.

"Stop, can't retreat!" The narrow deck of the bridge has been smeared with human blood, almost slipping one step at a time. Chen Liangcheng stumbled forward, shouting loudly as he walked, "Brothers, you can't retreat, if you want to die, you will die on the bridge!" ”

The retreating soldier turned a deaf ear to his cries and ran past him abruptly. No matter what fate awaits you on the South Bank, you just want to escape for a moment and count for a moment. "Retreating is also death, it is better to die on the bridge and give your parents support at home!" Chen Liangcheng was in a hurry, hugged the two robes, and blocked the retreat of the defeated soldiers.

"Get out of the way!" Someone recognized his identity and pushed him hard. Chen Liangcheng was pushed to the ground, but his shoulders were against the crowd and he didn't retreat, "King Duan Yan is waiting at the bridge, isn't being killed by him and being killed by the enemy the same?" He cried out loudly, tears streaming down his face with blood. Turn around, turn around, and I'll die with you! ”

"To die?" I don't know if they were moved by Chen Liangcheng's words or frightened by Duan Zhida's name, the soldiers who took the lead in retreating hesitated and stopped. The entire bridge was immediately blocked, and the flow of people retreating was stagnant. That's enough for a short time. Chen Liangcheng let go of the two robes that he was grabbing, pulled out the horizontal knife at his waist, and raised it high above his head, "Follow me, everyone will die together." Give your parents and brothers a piece of support! ”

"Let's die!" The crowd responded blankly. Then he roared in despair, "Die, die, die together!" With tears in his eyes, he turned around at the same time, hugged Chen Liangcheng, and pounced on the bridgehead on the north bank again.

This instantaneous change caught both the north and the south off guard. Wu Tianxi on the north shore didn't expect that the small number of Li family soldiers in front of him would be so resilient, and they would still fight to the death after losing two-thirds of them. Duan Zhida on the south bank was surprised that Chen Liangcheng was so indiscriminate, as a general of Dingyuan, he abandoned most of his soldiers and was willing to kill himself with a few defeated soldiers.

"No wonder he only got mixed up as a captain, he is also the material for being a captain!" Duan Zhida scolded in his heart. But he didn't want to really let Chen Liangcheng die in battle, so he said hello to his cronies, took a few generals, and rushed to the bridge.

In an instant. Chen Liangcheng and the remnants of the soldiers had already pounced on the rejected horse again. In this wave, although their numbers were small, their attacks were far sharper than before. A boy from Zhaozhou, who was hiding behind the rejection of the horse, had just pierced an opponent with a long lance, and was immediately grabbed by the opponent with the lance. "Up!" He shouted loudly and tried to throw his opponent under the bridge with the elastic force of his lance. Unexpectedly, the opponent, who was already on the verge of death, hooked the wooden thorns on the horse with his feet. Bright red plasma bubbled out of his abdomen and his legs, which had been hung by wooden thorns, and the injured Li family soldier turned a blind eye to all this. It was as if he couldn't feel the pain anymore, just a smirk, a smirk, a satisfied grin. "Die together!" With a sinister grin, he squeezed the curse out of his blood-red teeth. Subsequently, several desperate disciples of the Li family rushed forward, using the fighter plane that the dying had exchanged for their lives, turned over the rejected horse, and cut the soldiers of the Weizhou battalion holding the lance into two pieces.

In the next moment, all the children of the Li family who turned over and rejected the horse were chopped by Mo's knife. The next moment, more Li family disciples turned over the rejection horse and fought back to death. The two sides fought together, and the sides of the horse were piled with flesh and blood. Between the layers of flesh and blood, Chen Liangcheng shouted like a madman, "Die, die, die together!" "He takes down an opponent and then moves on to the next. An opponent stabbed him in the shoulder socket with a spear, the sharp pain causing his face to twist and deform. But in the next moment, the knife in his hand flew out, slashed at the bridge of his opponent's nose, and then pulled the spear from the shoulder socket with one hand, opening a deep bloody hole in his opponent's stomach.

The two lancers killed left and right, forcing Chen Liangcheng, who was holding a spear with one arm, to keep retreating. In terms of martial arts, he is far higher than these Caozhou soldiers, but the skillful cooperation of the other party makes it difficult for him to grasp the flaws. The blood on his shoulder was flowing more and more, and his movements were becoming less and less flexible. Half of his body seemed to be leaving him, and with every move, the whole person involuntarily fell to the side. Suddenly stumbling under his feet, Chen Liangcheng fell out of a few steps, threw away his small weapon, and held his hand on the rejection horse, laughing miserably. He knew that his career as a horse was over, so he enlisted in the army with the dream of being a marquis, and it took several years to become a general of Dingyuan, but unfortunately General Dingyuan's official robe had not yet been put on, and everything was over.

"Woo ......" stabbed in front of him, and the lance became more and more urgent, and there was a faint sound of wind. Chen Liangcheng had no strength to parry, closed his eyes, and calmly accepted his fate. The horse beside him shook suddenly, bounced him up, and rolled to the side. Then, when there were two sounds, the piercing lance was smashed open by two huge shields, and a big hand carried the collar of the back of his neck, dragged it past the horse, and dragged it backwards.

"Who will save me!" Chen Liangcheng walked back and forth between life and death, and his heart was confused. When he opened his eyes, he saw Duan Zhida, a member of the Mingfa army, carrying himself in his hands and dragging him backwards like an animal. Several huge shields on the left and right covered the front, shielding them from enemy attacks and the dying moans of the robes.

"Duan joins the army!" Not knowing whether to be grateful or hateful, Chen Liangcheng cried loudly. "The general has already made a gold!" Duan Zhida glanced at him, his face still showing that cold look. Immediately, Chen Liangcheng heard the long-awaited order to collect troops, "Dangdang, dangdang, dangdang......."

Two hundred people rushed to the bridge, and less than twenty finally withdrew. silently followed behind Duan Zhida and the others, without joy or sorrow. The soldiers of the Zhaozhou battalion on the other side seemed to be tired of this senseless slaughter, and let the children of the Li family retreat in front of them, without chasing and killing, and without the cheers that the victors should have. He just silently picked up the robes that had been killed and wounded in battle from under the rejected horses and transported them to the riverbank behind him. Then he wiped the blood stains from his weapon and stood on the bridge again.

Such a calm opponent, Li Jiajun has never encountered it. In the past, whether it was facing officials and soldiers or rogue bandits, the enemy would always shout and scream after taking advantage. In that way, it will often arouse the hearts of many people to share the same hatred and revenge for the hatred of the opponent.

And today, although the opponent killed a lot of robes, it did not arouse the hatred of the Li family. The opponent seems to be on routine business, and unless they all fall, even if it is the Heavenly King Lao Tzu, he will not want to cross their defenses. When encountering such an opponent, Li Jiajun's actions have also become routine official duties, there is no sense of honor, and there is no moral advantage, whether it is Li Jiajun or Dou Jiajun, at this time it is just two parties competing for the world, becoming the king and defeating the king, and that's it.

In an instant, the soldiers and horses on both sides of the strait were quiet.

In an instant, the wind in the sky also calmed down.

There is only the rushing river, dragging a ray of sunset, rolling eastward!

Alcoholic's note: The traditional version of the homeland has been released in Taiwan. The name was changed to Sui Chao. According to the sales of the first three volumes, they were all on the list of Eslite and Jinshitang. The fourth, fifth and sixth volumes will be on sale this month, and there are students who like to collect traditional Chinese, welcome to support it. The drunkards are very grateful......

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