Chapter 214: Battle of the Hills
It is said that it is easy to go down the mountain, because the descent has a slanted angle, so the descent is more relaxed, and an iron armor is draped on the body, which increases the power of going down the mountain, and the feet can't stop rushing down.
The black-faced man looked towards the mountain, his mouth opened wide, and the expression on his face became wonderful, it was a group of strange shouts, an army in iron armor like iron men rushed down from the mountain, he could feel the ground tremble slightly, that trembling feeling, gave birth to a fear in their hearts.
Xiao Chuan rushed to the front, his iron armor flashing with a cold glow, and the archers on the opposite side immediately prepared to release their arrows.
Whizzingββββ arrows flew and landed on the armor.
Ding Ding Ding ββββ a crisp sound, and the cluster of arrows was bounced open in the air and cut through arcs.
A group of thieves were all frightened, looking at the armor that shimmered with silver light, and in their incomprehensible gaze, a group of iron armor rushed down.
Touching ββββ Xiaochuan rushed to the front, his body jumped high, and he slammed into the energy of a sturdy thief rushing down from the mountain, and the fast running was definitely no less than the heavy armor of a war horse, especially such an iron armor.
Poof__Blood flowed from the corners of the mouth of the vicious thief, his eyes were straight, and he fell to the ground limply, already dead from the rupture of his internal organs.
The long-handled knife in his hand swept straight awayββββ four nearby thieves were all slashed in the body, and they fell to the ground screaming.
At this time, Xiangyi rushed over, her pink figure was as fast as a red match, and the long sword in her hand crossed arcs, and the thieves fell to the ground with blood lines on their bodies, making a wailing sound. The four thieves were all in the middle of their necks, lying in pools of blood.
Another thief in iron armor rushed over, the spear in his hand stabbed at a tricky angle, touched ββββ spear stabbed the iron armor, Xiao Chuan screamed in pain, and had a few tricks with him, but this person was too tricky in marksmanship, Xiao Chuan suffered a little, and said: "Xiang Rong!"
Xiang Rong, who was in yellow iron armor on the side, rushed over, and the spears in his hands fought with him, and the spears on both sides were as fast as lightning.
This old thief has rich experience in fighting, sold a flaw, and stabbed Rong with a shot,
The thief sneered at random, and the spear swept across his chest.
Touching ββββ a piercing long sound like a temple bell, Xiang Rong felt a sweet tongue, blood gushing up, and a spear in his hand pierced.
Poofββββ the thief's frightened and unwilling gaze stared straight at Xiang Rong's iron armor, as if he couldn't understand why his full force just now didn't pierce this armor, and his chest was pierced by a spear while wearing iron cotton armor. Xiang Rong pulled out his spear with some difficulty. Originally, it took fifty percent of his strength to kill the opponent, but because of the opponent's iron armor, he had to use ten percent of his strength.
Xiang Rong touched his chest, a blood at the corner of his mouth, and An Song in his heart, fortunately this armor, otherwise he would have explained it here, looked at the other party's armor, and shook his head, the armor is good, it is okay to meet that kind of famous agricultural army, and it is useless to encounter this kind of elite armor that knows how to coordinate and exert force, especially when his own weapons are still excellent.
The black-faced man in the back, Jinghai in his heart, said: "Quick, fast, surround them, surround them, we have to fight more and less" He understands some military formation skills, understands the benefits of local superior forces, and he wants to play the role of his own local superior forces, he looks at the opponent's armor is surprised, what the hell is this, invulnerable?
The fierce thieves are all rushing towards the mountain, in groups of four or five, and they also know some simple cooperation.
The five thieves all used long knives, and their knife techniques were exquisite, and they seemed to have some unique patterns, stabbing at Xiaochuan from five directions.
Bang bang bangββββ three long knives slashed, Xiao Chuan blocked one, and the other two were cut on his armor, without the slightest feeling on his body.
Poofββββ the long knife in his right hand swept across, and the three thieves were all swept away, and their bodies were bloody. The corpse tumbled down the hill.
"Pay attention to cooperation" Xiao Chuan said, just saw an iron wall guard being hung down to the face by a heavy hammer to death, distressed straight gasp, this group of iron guards seems to have strengthened them too much, resulting in a lot of IQ drops, a battle is fought separately, not to cooperate in formation, if it is not a terrifying iron armor too advanced, I am afraid I don't know how many deaths at this time.
A group of iron wall guards formed a mandarin duck formation under the shouts of one officer after another, and began to counterattack.
Four or five thieves rushed up and attacked the iron wall guard in front of them in a formation, waving their long knives, and the iron arm guard with the sword was almost overwhelmed.
Bang bang bangββββ four or five long ges swept, bang bang, the long knife was knocked by that long ge, and the two sides in the distance were entangled with long weapons.
Puff puffββββ two pikemen on the side stepped forward, the spear stabbed out suddenly, the movement was so fast that the thief couldn't resist it, the spear passed through the armor through their figures, and blood spurted out instantly.
The remaining two thieves attacked with angry faces, and the knife player stepped forward again, blocking the attack, letting out bursts of applause, and raising the iron shield in his hand.
The thief who had just rushed up and wanted to attack was blocked by the sword, and the rhythm of the attack slowed down instantly.
A group of thieves were beaten by the iron wall guards and lost their armor, they were beaten to the ground, rushed down the mountain and were reorganized by the black-faced old three, attacking the guards, his forehead was full of cold sweat, looking at the iron guards in iron armor, his heart was frightened, looking at the iron man as fierce army, there was no desire to fight, and he put the focus on the guards again.
The black-faced man regrouped his team to attack the Guard, preparing to break through from here.
The bright bayonet in Hu Lin's hand reflected his cold face, a standard straight stab, stabbed the chest of the thief in front of him, the thief screamed and pulled out, blood flowed down the blood groove of the bayonet, and fell to the ground screaming.
On the side, another soldier with a knife and card rushed over, his physical strength was a little exhausted, and he didn't know how many thieves he had killed, and with a wave of his right hand, he blocked the attack.
Poofββββ there was a sound of a sword entering the flesh, a blood groove on the thief's chest, blood flowed out, and Ma Zhong's voice came from the side, saying: "Old man, haha, it seems that the old man is stronger, isn't this okay?"
Hu Lin didn't speak, pouted, and held his breath in his heart, melee combat is indeed stronger, after all, the other party's class is the heavy infantry This kind of melee infantry, looking at the other party's iron armor and not speaking, the two veterans stood back to back in tacit understanding, and four thieves attacked nearby.
The two of them turned around, and the bayonet in their hands flashed with the light of a prototype, and the two thieves nearby fell screaming.
The veteran's troops slaughtered the soldiers in front of him like an efficient killing machine, and the black-faced man had an unbelievable color on his face, how many years, his thief army had been crisscrossing the Ming Dynasty for more than ten years, and had always defeated the Ming army with less and more, but today it was beaten more by a group of Ming troops in this small hill.
He looked at the veteran troops on the mountain in a daze, and felt speechless in his heart, "This kind of army is simply a killing machine, this kind of army shouldn't be unknown in Daming!" β
"It is estimated that it is the Guan Ning Army, no, no, the Guan Ning Army is not so strong," the leader on the side swallowed his saliva and said, what kind of army is this?
In the middle of their conversation, the thieves on the mountain had broken down and ran down the mountain, with the expression of crying father and mother. The two of them fled quickly on horseback
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