Hebei Province, on the north bank of Hengshui in Shenzhou (now Hengshui City, Hebei Province), many opposing military formations stood like a forest.

As the movement in the distance swept up, the wind and dust with a strong earthy smell swept across the cheeks, leaving a slight spicy stinging sensation on the corners of people's squinted eyes.

Zhen Wuchen stood in the front row of the queue and held a three-pointed two-edged knife tightly, looking at the vaguely familiar flag opposite, his intuition was very strange, he was standing under a similar banner a few years ago and fighting bloodily, but now he has become a kind of opposite, which is really full of the mockery of the impermanence of the world and the fate of people.

And the reason why he was able to use this non-standard customary weapon was only because of his current identity, which was a part of many effective battalions transformed by the Northern Dynasty's surrendered troops, so that he could choose his own weapons and equipment from the old captured canes that the Huai army was preparing to return one by one in addition to the unified equipment system of Huaizhen.

Therefore, although the armor and battle robe on his body are old, they are the standard equipment of the Beijing army in Luodu Town in the past.

For these newcomers who have just entered the battle, only after these comrades who used to stand in the friendly camp raised their weapons and rushed to the battle three times in a row without hesitation, can they be recognized and accepted by Huaizhen, and receive the most basic treatment and salary as soldiers.

At least he can comfort himself in a self-deprecating way, at least these Hebei soldiers in front of him are just traitors and first rats at the end of the wall between the north and the south to the former Luodu court, and there will be no psychological pressure and no obstacles to let go of the past; What's more, the Northern Tang Dynasty he was loyal to and dedicated to no longer exists.

And they, the soldiers of the effective battalion, are also at the forefront of the arranged battlefield position, which belongs to the first to bear the brunt of the enemy, and is also the first buffer line for the Huaizhen army to face the enemy. It seems that if you take a few steps, you will immediately be within the range of the enemy's crossbows.

And behind them are the rows of guns waiting for them, as long as they have some strange and anti-chaos traces, compared to these palaces and the army that oppresses the formation, they will immediately become the overseers who harvest them from behind.

This is a certain sadness that as a defeated prisoner, he has to use his life to prove and reflect his worth, thinking of this, the blade in his hand can't help but tighten again, only to feel that the linen wrap used to fix it is going to be strangled into the palm of his hand.

At this time,

The dull roar behind him was loud, but it was the artillery team lined up in the Huai army that took the lead in firing to warm up the field, only to see that between those faint dense arc trajectories, many raindrops of cannons fell into the distant array, and suddenly with great kinetic energy and bouncing through, swept and flipped and flew in the crowd full of evasions, tearing out the blood rain stumps that were splashed all over the sky.

Some of the arrays in the front row were even directly pierced by the rampage cannons, and in the gap that could not be bridged, the panicked figures behind were faintly revealed, and in an instant, the first few formations of people and horses were disturbed and hit into disarrays.

At this moment, Zhen Wuchen was extremely happy and sober again, at least he was on the side of the Huai Army, and he no longer had to bear and endure this terrible physical and mental double blow and destruction. Then he gently moved the heavy three-pointed two-edged knife again, and the heavy grasp of the stability in his hand made him turn his attention back to the present.

This is a weapon that is convenient for chopping and chopping and stabbing and killing, but if you want to operate it handily, you also have high requirements for the corresponding physical fitness and skill, and even on the traditional frontal battle array soldier - Mo Dao, he is also a pro-soldier born and died for several years, and it took a lot of private effort to master this relatively high-end weapon in the army;

However, he soon had no time to think, because the column behind him also burst into a dense radial sound like fried beans in the shrill whistle and horn; This made many of the newly reformed soldiers listed in front of them instinctively frightened and reflexively wanted to make all kinds of evasive and looking back actions, but they were shouted and stopped by the more experienced non-commissioned officers and leaders.

And Zhen Wuchen, who was standing in the front row and trying to control himself not to turn his head, was already stiff, and his hands couldn't help but ooze slippery sweat again, and he was quickly absorbed by the wrapping cloth of the knife bar. However, the expected screams and wails did not happen, only the wind whistling overhead, and then turning into a bloody spike of people on their backs in the opposing enemy formation.

Zhen Wuchen once again couldn't help but soak his back in a cold sweat, and the straddle shot was actually the legendary straddle shot, which could make the lead shot by the fire gun shoot a bow and crossbow in a curved way, and go straight over the head of the front team and kill the enemy in front of the battle; It requires extraordinary courage and self-confidence, as well as unparalleled sharpness and eyesight.

But before he could think about anything, the drumbeat in the array behind him urging the front row to march was already ringing. At the moment of the successive commands, in a long array of sparkling leather with sacs, Zhen Wuchen also raised the big knife in his hand and began to stride forward with his legs; Then it turned into a tinkling of continuous armor crashing and scraping in a gradually accelerating trot.

The long-lost buzz and the whistling of breaking through the air finally followed, but under the bombardment of artillery fire and the sweep of straddle fire, the opposite side could no longer hold its breath and began to fire one after another; At this moment, Zhen Wuchen breathed a sigh of relief, the biggest threat was to open the bow without turning back, which also meant that the other party began to mess up;

I saw him suddenly bend down and squat down and stop on the ground, posing for a minimum area of arrows, allowing the two hands snatched out behind him to overlap upwards diagonally, and the clanging sound of falling and clattering embedding between the next breath bloomed in front of him and above his head;

At the same time, there were some snorts and screams of pain one after another, but they were the result of some of the self-recruits in the impact array who could not protect or dodge, and they fell to the ground and were trampled on without hesitation;

After a while, Zhen Wuchen, who let out a breath of turbidity, slowly stood up, dropped the soldiers of the rear team who were full of arrows and feathers on both sides, and also retreated behind him and began to change into swords, axes and swords that were more conducive to melee combat;

As the vanguard and squad leader who takes the lead in attacking the enemy, he is also qualified to choose a partner with a knife and a card at his side to provide the most basic follow-up cover and cooperation.

And it was only a moment of delay and waiting, and the enemy who had been scattered on the front side had already gathered in one place again, and the soldiers who rushed to the approach, with swords and guns in a hurry, rushed to the nearest recruits;

It was not until the moment when they finally met the enemy that the recruits of these school battalions were like trapped beasts that had suddenly been awakened from a dull rush, and all kinds of shouts and roared forward to collide with these dying enemy soldiers, and for a time the violent impact erupted into a loud noise;

It wasn't until the outbreak of the fierce battle that when the chest cut down the first Hebei soldier in front of him, and was splashed with blood and water on the other side's face, Zhen Wuchen seemed to have something stagnant in his heart that suddenly loosened up, and became the most basic desire to survive and the only thing he missed.

"I must live."

"Gotta live."

"Stay alive."

"Alive."

Zhen Wuchen, who continued to be wrapped in the rushing crowd of people, muttered to himself and kept waving his weapons like the wind;

The quick-eyed man picked up a spear head-on, and jumped forward to staggered to cut off a bloody arm, and backhanded poked in the lower abdomen of an enemy soldier, dragging out a large cloud of blood and then slammed into the lower body of the third enemy, sideways to give way to a machete, and then cocked the blade to swing a smashed iron rod.

This series of actions is as familiar and fluent as he has done thousands of times, just like the "brave captain" Zhen Wuchen, who once fought hard all the way to kill the enemy in Bishui Pass and turned to fight in Luodu Dae, is back.

In the earth-shattering sound of horses' hooves galloping, Zhen Wuchen accidentally glanced back, and he even saw General Hua, known as Xiao Li Guang, and Lin Zhongwu, alias "Leopard Head", also galloping in the vanguard and edge of the rushing enemy and sweeping formation; And just by relying on the charging of these new soldiers, the entire enemy formation has been pried and squeezed.

All of a sudden, the flashes and imprints of the armor and helmets of countless soldiers piled together were like the shining scales of a school of fish jumping in the sunset, and the blood splashed by swords, guns and spears slashing each other was like a dark foam brought by the tide, constantly flooding out of the surging water.

When Zhen Wuchen, who was holding a bloodstained three-pointed knife, stopped again with some stumbling strength, the enemy around him was no longer there, and only the backs and dust of the panicked flight were left.

"Still... Survived. ”

He couldn't help but sigh and rejoice.

Although he paid the price of a cut on his thigh, two arrows under his ribs, and a blow on his shoulder that swelled under the nail leaf, he finally survived the chaotic and dangerous battle.

In this time he slew at least seven or eight of his enemies, cut down two banners, and revived his tired and insensitive body, which had been devastated by heavy labor; But after slacking off at this moment, he was already in pain everywhere and couldn't stand up anymore.

however

"You are Zhen Wuchen.。?"

A voice rang out abruptly behind him with the hooves of the Tata horse.

"Well done, very brave to capture the flag"

"Do you want to come to my team to be a rider?"

Zhen Wuchen couldn't help but turn his neck with difficulty, but saw a rather familiar figure, which was actually the flower general who was once known as "unparalleled in divine shooting" and "excellent in spear and sword";

"Thank you for the promotion."

Although the other party who had had several encounters had forgotten who he was, it did not prevent Zhen Wuchen from answering immediately.

"Someone dares to disobey his fate."

Although this one could no longer hold up the hard bow and do the galloping and shooting because he had injured one of his arms, the spear and sword kung fu on horseback did not fall half a point at all; Moreover, his eyesight and hand are still sharp and steady, and after switching to and getting his hands on Huaizhen's special riding gun, he still has almost every shot without missing a shot, and his hands are up and down.

At this moment, Zhen Wuchen suddenly remembered Yang Shuai, who was in the rear, but he didn't know what he was doing at this moment.

(End of chapter)