Just when Geng Kui's arrows were gone. When you want to use three hundred brothers to make a peak arrow formation to kill the enemy again. Behind the Black Guard, there was a loud rumbling.

This is the message that the Black Tiger Spearmen have completed the procession.

Cao Meng, the commander of the three spearmen of the former army, was one mile away from the black guards of the former army. Proceed cautiously. In the winter haze. I'm nervous and I'm almost out of breath. That's the hardest part. I know the danger exists. But I don't know where the danger is. When will it appear. When the cannon sounded. Cao Meng and his brothers actually breathed a sigh of relief just like Lu Shi. Here it is.

Watch as a dozen shells explode on the river beach. See the countless officers and soldiers who have swarmed out. Seeing his black guard brother instantly drowned in the sea of officers and soldiers who were in ambush. Cao Meng didn't panic. He believed in his brother. It's like believing in yourself. The Black Guard's brother will definitely be able to buy himself time for the whole team.

"Stop. The whole team." Cao Meng shouted calmly.

The three teams of spearmen also knew that their fraternity would buy them time for the whole team. Also the same as their captain. Unhurried horizontal formation. A team of three columns. Three columns and three hundred. Tie the gun and lay it flat. The drummer is on the right. The captain is on the left. The sergeant brothers are behind. It's a good time to do these steps perfectly and neatly.

Cao Meng jumped off his horse. Standing on the side of the captain of the first team, "Brothers. Are you ready?"

"Kill.."

"The waist drum is beating. It's time for us to play. Remember our slogan."

"Don't abandon it. Don't give up."

"Remember our vows."

"For the fathers and elders behind them. Fight to the death and never retreat. Kill.." This one. Hoarseness and sonorous power.

Geng Kui raised his sword and shouted: "Brothers, the spearmen should fight each other. Let's hold it down left and right. Defend the safety of the spearmen brothers.

The black guard, who had long been out of breath, immediately struck his horse and turned right. Give way to the front of the officers and troops who are still swarming and not retreating.

Seeing the fiery red thief cavalry represented by the Grim Reaper, turn right and flee. The general who commanded the attack couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief. These tenacious poles went. You can gain a foothold on the north bank of this glacier. You can cooperate with the other two brothers to start the encirclement and suppression of the Lying Niu Bandits.

But. The red tide recedes. But there was no appearance of the old camp of thieves as he imagined. In front of them was a long column of guns that were struck by Xue Liang's guns.

Black human wall. The face of death. Reflected against the snow bright piercing gun. 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 their eyes. A high-pitched shout rang out from the enemy formation: "For the fathers and elders behind you."

"Fight to the death. Kill.." Thousands of people spoke in unison. The shouts are earth-shattering. Although it was only a thousand people shouting. But it suppressed the shouting of tens of thousands of horses. The air of the entire battlefield was suffocated. In the face of the resolute gun, the chest of the officers and soldiers was as if they had been beaten by a giant hammer. Involuntarily took a step back.

Signers can retreat. But the elite of the border army of the Governor's battalion, which was mixed with the signs, had no habit of retreating. They were all selected from among the survivors of the Hundred Battles. They were all relied on by the Governor as the Great Wall. All are the backbone of the resistance to the Tartars on the border. in their heads. Kill the enemy and make meritorious contributions. It is in their nature to receive a reward. The general didn't retreat. Instead, he yelled, "The time has come to die in the service of the Governor. Brothers, follow me to 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. In this pride. There's nothing to stop them from moving forward. Both the iron horsemen of the Mongolian Tartars. Or the wind and sand of the boundless desert. Still is.. This black gun in front of me is strong.

"The sword and shield soldier stepped forward. The pikemen held back. Brothers. Kill." The adjutant general of the Ming army is worthy of being a general of a hundred battles. Against such pikemen. He saw a way to deal with it.

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

Then another trumpet sounded. Those who have undergone a short period of training. And the officers and soldiers stimulated by the rich battlefield rewards. Qi Qi shouted and the sword and shield thundered up. The thief on the opposite side has no axemen. Once they are hand-to-hand, they are confident that they will defeat the thief army in the blink of an eye. Seeing the dense formation of the thief army, those generals who knew a little bit about the soldiers all wondered if the opponent was an idiot. In this way, once faced with a melee spear, it immediately becomes an ornament.

"To the right.." The Black Tiger Army Commander began to order this order in the same calm tone as he had been training. They've been ordered hundreds of times in training. In previous battles. They have also tasted the victory that this order brings them.

The officers and soldiers who roared and pressed forward stared at the thieves in front of them. A hideous smile at those strange and cold faces. Forcefully hold the shield in front of him, then look intently at the tip of the spear pointed at him. As they stepped forward, every muscle in their bodies tensed, ready to make the quickest blocks and slashes.

“.. Kill."

With the sound of the waist drum. Each of the rear officers and soldiers saw the thief army in front of them turn half of their bodies without hesitation, leaving the side to themselves. Many officers and soldiers staring at the tip of their guns were still looking at the moving target to the left side of their bodies.

"Kill."

The soldiers of the Black Tiger Army shouted at the same time as they had practiced before. Everyone stabbed the spear in their hand with all their might. Three hundred piercing guns stretched out like lightning at the same time. Most of them are deeply inserted into the right ribs of the enemy soldier holding the sword and defending the weakness. A few officers and soldiers with shields in their right hands were stabbed directly into the cheeks or eye sockets with spears......

The cry of pain suddenly resounded throughout the earth. But no one looked at their results. Even if it was a shot in the air, it didn't pay attention. The trained Black Tiger spearmen skillfully turned the barrel of their guns almost simultaneously and pulled them out with a sharp force. Countless blood arrows chased the murder weapon, sprayed in the air, and turned 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 from the Black Tiger Army wiped it. The first platoon, as in training, without making a sound, flattened with spears, and everyone returned to a stabbing stance.

There was 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 people died of exhaustion before they could fall to the ground. Many more died after a few wriths on the ground. A few lucky officers and soldiers in the front row did not recover from the shock. was passively pushed up a few steps by the comrades behind him.

Another waist drum. Another shout of killing. When the officers and soldiers still haven't come to their senses. The viper-like spear stabbed out again. The officers and soldiers who had just filled the gap were once again put in one piece.

"Kill.." The third team stabbed their guns and burst out again in the stunned eyes of the officers and soldiers. Another rain of blood. The shiny spear had turned blood red. The flying red tassels were already dripping with blood.

"Kill." The first row has been angled. Step up again and stab out. But this time it's a step up. The corpse that has stepped on the ground. But no one looked at the ground. Their eyes were fixed only on the enemy opposite them, who was beginning to turn pale.

Few of those who fell to the ground survived a few breaths. The armor wasn't complete. The shield is not complete with the military household of the Ding Guard. In front of such a spear like a hedgehog and a wheel. It's like a papier-mâché strawman. One shot hits. One shot kills.

The lieutenant will see you. I was so angry. Shouted at the two remaining soldiers around him, "Cover me." Say it. Shaking the shield. Take advantage of the moment when the thieves are exchanging guns. Rush into the gun.

A spear stabbed hard into his shield. The sheer force made his shield flicker. A gap is revealed in the left rib. The lieutenant was all dead. Shouting in my heart. I'm dying. But. Didn't stick a gun into this rare flaw. The pole on the opposite side didn't seem to know that this momentary opportunity would kill him as a dignified lieutenant general. The second platoon of guns turned a blind eye to the habit of training in the past. Shout out. The pistol continues to stab out flatly. Another spear pierced his shield. The tremendous force made the lieutenant who had been struggling to pounce take a step back.

"Dead people. Why don't you cover me." The adjutant doesn't look back. Shouted angrily at the two pro-soldiers around him.

In addition to wailing, scolding and shouting to kill. There is no familiar echo of their own. In the shield was again stabbed with a spear. Myself was pushed again when I took a step backwards. He saw the layers of dead bodies at his feet. Two of his familiar figures. Just struggle a few times and don't move again. It was the corpse of the soldier he had been with day and night.

He was furious. Really outraged. The blood all over his body rushed to the top of his head again. In the astonishment of all the signatories. Raise your shield again. Desperately pounced on the gun.

Or a powerful thrust against the shield. Stopped his mad tiger-like body. Another thrust pushed him back into his own line again. Third Thrust. Pushed him into the formation. With his regression. It is a companion who wails and falls down like a wheat harvester. On his way back step by step. Stacks of corpses again.

Blocked the fourth thrust. With the help of a wall of people behind you. He has no way back. Stand firm. Take advantage of this opportunity. He slashed out with his sword. When a spear stabbed like lightning. He struck the gun. A ringing sound of gold and iron sounded in the ears of the bare ears. In the midst of this shouting of killing. It sounds exceptionally loud. He was overjoyed. Take advantage of this opportunity. He wanted to pounce into the gap that had been opened by himself. But that's just what he's thinking. When he rushed up. A pistol has long filled that gap. Like a moth, he pounced on the flames. Red tassel.

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

The lieutenant is really crazy. His own martial arts were called 10,000 enemies in the standard camp. In the army of 10,000 horses, take the head of the general, such as probing the bag. But. It's not the general who is facing it. It's just an ordinary thief who can't be ordinary anymore. But they were forced to fight back by their firm but simple thrusts. Here's why.

The army at that time. The two armies are on the move. In fact, it is still a personal martial arts fight. The soldier still instinctively wants to attack the enemy closest to him and the most threatening to him. But in the real Black Tiger Army abandoned individual fighting. When the individual is brave. Cooperation, organization, and discipline regard the whole army as a whole rather than relying only on the combat strength of individual soldiers. Army. This murderous war machine in human history finally followed Lu Shi and crossed time and space to this era