Watch the distance gallop across the globe. The dragons that have been dyed blood-colored,

"Damn, the five pairs of wheels on the opposite side rushed down the mountain......"

I couldn't help but mutter, but I remembered the rumors that were circulating in a certain forum.

Then, I couldn't help clenching my fists and smashing on the railing, these friendly forces, really unreliable, I watched the left flank that was completely broken down under the full breakthrough of the northern army, and there were all kinds of wavering, small groups of fleeing right flanks.

Even the part of our Chinese army has begun to show some signs of hesitation and stagnation, looking back and looking back.

"Sue the wind and roll the flag, go all out, and break through the past."

I immediately decided

"Let go of the two wings, we will only take the middle one way ......"

Now that the other party has turned over the hole cards, and looks like he is ready to flip the table, I can't be left behind.

"Let's see who wins faster"

I continued. Attack after attack, seize the initiative on the battlefield, and see whether the northern army will be crushed first, or whether my two wings and rear will collapse first.

"Give me armor, and I will march with the army......"

As soon as these words came out, Zuo Jin was in an uproar.

"No, you can't

"Think ......twice about the Lord"

"Those who are in danger of fighting should not ......"

"I've made up my mind,"

With a wave of my hand, I pressed their exhortation, and put on the helmet engraved with the Yan-shaped thunder pattern.

What's more, compared to giving up the initiative and staying in the rear and waiting for someone to attack, there is a safer place to be accompanied by the sequence of military towns under attack.

In terms of an unreserved frontal offensive, my troops have never been afraid of anyone, but have been pinned down by a large number of friendly forces.

Of course, when I gave up the command and coordination in the rear and went down in person, it also meant that there was no turning back from the bow, and there was no chance of recovery at all, and success or failure was all in one fell swoop.

Before I do, though, there are a few things I need to do.

"This is not possible, it is difficult to obey ......"

Then I ordered the heavy team of the Shenji Army to launch towards the right flank that fled before the battle, but Du Yuhou, who led the team, refused in person.

"Yes......"

I sneered and swung my knife vigorously without saying a word, and in a stunned gaze, I cut off his head, and with an expression of disbelief, I rolled on the ground with a grunt, and my headless body spurted blood and fell to the ground.

"Next,"

I waved my hand, and his deputy was dragged in front of me.

"What do you say......"

"Of course it is...... Cautious...... Obeyed the order......"

He stammered a little.

Then it was to supervise and coerce the rest of the people, command the troops, turn the large firearms mainly the fire nest car and the flying fire thunder, turn to the right flank, and fire and bombard it with all their might.

Suddenly, the northern army that was wrapped in the deserters on the right flank and pursued by victory was beaten with all kinds of whimpering and mourning, and the original offensive was completely broken up and interrupted.

At this time, the rear team, which was wavering and hesitating to wait and see, seemed to remember something, and summoned Yu Yong's whole team to meet up again, and re-entangled these raging northern soldiers.

At this time, an uproar came from behind me, and I turned to look, only to find that the soldiers of the Divine Machine Army Heavy Armor Team were already at a loss.

My back, it's actually messed up? , even between the main camp and the rear camp, was temporarily cut off. Then I saw several plumes of smoke coming from the direction of the camp.

This is a hairy ah, the place where we camped was deliberately chosen to be backed by the lake, in order to effectively use the enemy situation near the lake, as long as we were on guard on three sides and on one side, it would be good to be on guard.

But how did this enemy come around, did he fly from the surface of the lake?

"The Honjin Shakes ......"

Climbing on a high tree with a close mirror, he looked at the wind and thunder banner from afar.

In the teaching team, which was still on standby, a large number of people stood up and came to the side of the mount to get on the horse and set off.

"Slow ......"

Han Liangchen, as the chief teacher and team leader, carried the horsewhip in one hand and still questioned in an unhurried tone

"Where are you going......"

"Of course I'm going to help this side......"

The leader is named Luo Dacheng, who is also the son of the Luo family, and is also the first commander of the teaching team, and was awarded the rank of captain.

"Do you remember what our order was......

Han Liangchen continued to speak coldly

"Don't be trusted, don't do ......"

"According to the rules of conduct, under the normal order of the formation,"

Luo Dacheng argued with some anxiety

"The headquarters also has a ...... to find fighters at their own discretion."

"The problem is, I'm the first officer of the teaching team, and I have the priority to judge on the spot......"

Suddenly, I saw Han Liangchen draw a knife on Luo Dacheng's neck with lightning speed.

"The first pre-war instruction shall prevail, and those who violate it will be punished without forgiveness......"

"You ......"

Luo Dacheng's face changed, and he wanted to continue to do something, but the hesitation and suspicion that he only saw on the left and right were hindered by Han Liangchen's prestige, and not many people openly stood up to support him

In the end, I was still taken down with some indignation, and I did some introspection and calmed down.

A moment later,

"Moved ......"

Han Liangchen suddenly sighed, ordered the Marquis Yu beside him, and blew the horn of the whole team

Closer, closer, closer, just closer

Looking at the paw print flag of the pink ball, Yang Cunzhong, who was covered in armor stained with blood, almost silently thought in his heart.

Even if his nephew Yang Baozhu, his younger brother Yang Cunguang, and Liang Baoshang, the pro-army escort Ya Ya Ya that he had followed for many years, had already followed those soldiers who were desperately supporting him in the rain of arrows, stones, bullets, and bullets, and disappeared before the army fell or fell off his horse, they could not shake his mood of rushing forward to the death.

Just like the one he personally exterminated many years ago, Da Luoluo, who claimed to be the last descendant of Bohai and rose up to restore the country,

This Da Luo Luo called himself the king of Dongdan. Tens of thousands of people gathered in Pingcheng, including tens of thousands of armor. With the behind-the-scenes support of some Andong princes, they defeated the garrison defense border army that suppressed several ways in a row, slaughtered more than 20 cities in several prefectures bordered by Pinglu and Andong, called them lonely and widowed, and set up hundreds of officials, and was arrogant.

Then, Yang Cunzhong, who was still the commander of the selection, personally led a armored horse to break in, and after the formation, there was no back.

The middle line of the battlefield strewn with corpses once again revealed a rare short-term gap.

Song Gongming, the former commander of Yuncheng, tried his best to lie on the ground and pretend to be dead, and when he heard the sound of projectiles flying in the back of his head, he couldn't wait to shrink his head like some kind of ancient reptile.

Because it was too tight with the mud, he even felt that his breathing was a little difficult, this world, I was just an old official with a criminal name, how could I be forced to join the army, and I was on this battle formation.

As a priest, he used to be in Yuncheng, known as the official of the officials, the official of the officials of the extravagant figures, the key person with a wide range of roads and up and down traffic, no matter how difficult and chaotic the world is, he can always maintain a relatively moist small life in his own amount of one acre and three points of land.

Even if there is a dishonorable thing like a concubine stealing people and then eloping, without alarming Shangguan colleagues in the slightest, he can privately dispose of it himself, chase the pair of dog men and women, and make flower fertilizer in the lotus pond.

But after these Nanyans called, the little good life and dignity he had left was over. The officials he relied on abandoned and fled, and he also lost his errands in public.

Then, the former colleague who came to "persuade donors" squeezed out his private pockets and savings for many years without smiling, and even turned his head and sent him to the army to listen to the school.

Therefore, he did not have the intention of selling his dead power at all, and soon re-established a group of people in the army by slippery means and accidents in the old city. The first thing is to learn how to play dead most effectively to avoid battle, without being noticed and noticed by the officers who oversee the formation.

So far, his luck has been good, and the only damage he has received before the battle is only a dozen feet that have been unintentionally stepped on by the advancing and retreating allies.

The pools of blood flowing all over the ground and the dark mud that turned over the pulp became his best cover and camouflage.

Not far from him, there was a small battle group of the Southern Army that was incomplete, with only a dozen people left, and slowly approached while fighting, and couldn't help but make Song Gongming secretly cry bitter.

This scattered battle group, led by Gu Laosi, gathered in one place, like a hard pebble, rushed left and right in the sparse northern soldiers, struggling to find the position of friendly troops and the main formation.

This kind of never-ending battle is also a kind of torment and torture for Gu Laosi, the fried meat sandwich cakes and bean soup eaten in the morning have already been digested without a trace, and only the instinctive reaction of mechanical combat remains.

The only thing he ate was to swallow a few mouthfuls of blood-soaked saliva, which was an enemy soldier whose throat had been slit, and squirted straight into his face, and then flowed into his mouth, making him take a sip of the conditional launch, which was actually not as salty and unacceptable as he thought.

He was already scarred, and the freshly coagulated blood yoke cracked again with force, leaving a faint red blood water, although they were all deliberately avoiding the vital point, or using the thick part of the armor to go to the top, in exchange for relatively non-fatal injuries, but the blood flowed more, and the body became numb and heavy, as if the body was covered with cold lead jackets, slow and difficult.

And in the rear position closer to the left flank,

Quan Liu, who was hiding in the crowd, was also trembling with his hand, and he had just beaten the third cavalry that charged, but the physical and mental exhaustion made his accuracy drop greatly, and the speed of firing became slower and slower. I only feel that these galloping figures are always fluttering and powerful, making it impossible for people to aim quietly.

At this critical moment of climactic ups and downs, countless people like them are fighting desperately for themselves and the fate of this team in their own way.