Chapter 52: Huma's Hissing Wind, Han Banner Turning Blood (7)

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The multi-faceted big leather drum beat the sound of dong dong, deafening, the army moved, like the tide, only to see the banner of the Beigong servant army rolling, two thousand-person infantry team stood up with a strong shield spear, "drink and drink" roared, stepped forward, and the ground seemed to tremble with the footsteps. A team of 1,000 horses was neatly lined up behind the general of the unified army, Yan and Wu, ready to attack, and the battle flag hunting, which was very majestic.

Seeing that the situation was critical, Fan Xiang hurriedly walked up to the clown and said, "Big sister, I used to learn military science with my master, although I have never tasted a battle, but at this critical time, can I let a few brave warriors go with me to break the enemy." ”

The harlequin looked at Fan Xiang, pondered for a while, turned back to the ghost cave warriors, raised the full moon scimitar, and said loudly: "Those who are good at shooting and riding are out of the ranks, and wait for the military orders!" Immediately more than 800 warriors and brave men walked out of the queue, holding long knives in their hands and iron bows on their shoulders, standing in front of the formation.

Fan Xiang saw that the enemy army was stepping forward, no longer polite, hurriedly walked in front of the sergeants, and said loudly: "Those who can open a crossbow of twelve stones, carry fifty crossbow arrows, hold a long ge, and a sword with a belt come out of the ranks, follow me on the horse and charge, everyone is willing." ”

Immediately, seventy-two fierce warriors stepped forward and shouted, "I would like to listen to the orders of the Brahman heroes!"

Fan Xiang looked at the remaining war horses in the ghost cave army, knowing that the people of the ghost cave have always lived on the cliff, and there are few places where horsepower can be used, and there can be one hundred and ten horses in the village are also used by brave and good horses in the field hunting during the slack time, so he said: "Okay, the warriors listen to my orders, get on the horses!" led the big green horse, held the broken knife in his hand, and led the troops to attack.

Su Xinyan also led a white-spotted big-flowered horse out at this time, put on a helmet, put a pair of black cowhide armor on his skirt, looked at Fanxiang, and jumped on horseback. Fan Xiang looked at Su Xinyan and said, "Don't go, stay with your sister,......"

"But you said that from now on, we are comrades fighting side by side, you don't mean what you say, hum!"

Fan Xiang was a little helpless, turned her head to look at the Qingyun silk in her hand, smiled slightly, and said, "Haha, but in the army, your weapons are not very suitable." ”

Su Xinyan listened, shook the Qingyun silk in his hand, and the Qingyun silk in his hand immediately turned into a delicate and sharp Zhanger spear, the famous Qinglong Liquan gun, looking at Fanxiang, waved the cyan spear in his hand, smiled, and said: "Fan Da hero, it should be okay now." ”

"All right, but you can only follow behind me. Fan Xiang was very helpless, turned back to the seventy-two warriors and said, "Warriors follow me!"

When Fan Xiang led the soldiers to leap their horses and gallop to fifty steps in front of the battle, they only heard a herald in the enemy army holding a white flag and shouting back and forth: "All the soldiers listen to the order: the general has an order, and whoever breaks the enemy army first will be named the master of the ghost cave." The two thousand-strong soldiers of Beigong heard it and cheered loudly, and the sound of "drink and drink" resounded throughout the battlefield, and the two thousand generals fought bravely to pounce on the generals.

Fan Xiang took an iron bow from the hand of a soldier next to him, put on the feather arrow, and with a thud, the long arrow let out a piercing scream, and flew away, hitting the herald in the chest and falling to the ground. The Beigong soldiers shouted, and the footsteps that rushed forward were stunned, and their morale was slightly reduced.

After a pause, Yan Nishang turned back to the sergeants and said coldly: "Which soldier is going to take the head of the other party's leader?" Immediately, two thousand commanders and four centurions jumped out of the two thousand-man army, shouting, and rushed towards Fan Xiang and the others with their swords in their hands.

Fan Xiang saw that these six people were each holding iron halberds and long knives, fierce and brave, shouting to the sky, and coming on horseback, so he turned back to Su Xinyan and said: "You lead the troops to hold the position, I will go back." Without waiting for Su Xinyan to reply, he immediately patted the horse to meet him, flashed the iron halberd stabbed by a thousand-year-old, grabbed the halberd rod, and waved the broken knife out, "poof", the thousand-captain slashed under the horse, and carried the halberd in his hand, and jumped forward, facing a centurion, a halberd swept over, and cut the general's halberd in half. When the remaining four people saw it, Qi Qi handed the halberd long knife in his hand to Fanxiang. Fan Xiang's right hand crossed the halberd, blocking the four weapons in front of him, and with a loud shout, he swung out a broken knife with his left hand, slashed at the neck of a centurion, and stabbed through the chest of a centurion in front of him. In an instant, he beheaded four enemy generals in a row.

The remaining two generals glanced at each other, turned their horses' heads, shouted, each raised their halberds, and came together, one of them pressed the rod of Fanxiang's halberd, and the other slashed at Fanxiang's shoulder and neck. Fanxiang right halberd left knife, shouted, prancing horse forward, right halberd shock, the person iron halberd vibrating, when the two horses are wrong, the left hand back to the knife, slid over the man's halberd, the knife flashed, the person was split under the horse. The remaining commander of a thousand commanders, seeing that the enemy was so brave, was already cowardly in his heart, and turned his horse's head to take the road and flee. Fan Xiang did not allow him to escape, took a long breath, jumped up from the horse, stepped into the air, chased forward, shouted, as if a thunder struck in mid-air, shook his arms and waved the halberd, penetrated the strong armor on his body, and stabbed into the body of the commander in the back, and the commander spurted blood from his mouth, fell off the horse, and was nailed to the ground by the halberd.

Fan Xiang took a step forward, held the halberd in both hands, picked up the body of the thousand-legged commander in the air, and shouted loudly: "Listen to the devils of the North Palace, you are not afraid of death, just let the horse come!"

When these two thousand-strong teams saw Fan Xiangxu, they killed six fierce generals in front of the battle, and the army was depressed.

At this time, the sun has set in the west, and the hazy golden light is obliquely shining on the tall and slender figure of Van Xiang, shining a long shadow in the grass, mighty, with a bit of tragedy.

Seeing that Fan Xiang had killed six brave generals in an instant, standing in front of the battle with a halberd, Yan Nishang turned around and asked Yan Weiran, "This person is the same age as me, he is so brave, do you know who he is?"

Yan Weiran looked at Fan Xiang who was standing with a halberd in the array, smiled coldly, and said, "This person is Fan Xiang." A few days ago, he was the one who fought in the heavenly court. ”

Yan Nishang looked at Fan Xiang, did not speak, and said for a while: "Ah, it turned out to be him! This Fan Xiang really deserves its name! I have to go and meet him." "As soon as the ice and fire knife in his hand was split into the void, the ice and fire flickered, and he was going to fight in person.

Yan Weiran saw it, and hurriedly said: "No, without the military order of the eldest brother, you can't act without authorization, otherwise, military law will be engaged!"

"Hmph......" Yan Nishang was unwilling in his heart, but he was overjoyed and angry, and turned back to the soldiers behind him and said coldly: "Continue to attack! He slashed the ice and fire knife in his hand forward, and the flames shimmered.

Under the heavy reward, two thousand-man teams swarmed forward.

Fan Xiang stuck the broken knife in his waist, rode a big green horse, carried a big iron halberd, retreated to the main formation, and said loudly to the seventy-two ghost cave warriors: "Warriors, for our homeland, fight to the death with the enemy, are you afraid?"

"Don't be afraid!" replied the warriors.

"Well, this is the first time you have fought alongside me, so I need every one of you to fight bravely, not afraid of life and death, not to retreat, and to prohibit it. This is a military order, and those who violate the order will be immediately punished!"

"No!"

"Now, then follow me to seize their banner, mercilessly kill them, defend our homeland, and gain honor!"

"Defend your homeland and get honor!" all the sergeants waved their hands and shouted in unison, and their morale was high.

"Warriors, follow me straight into the center of the enemy's army, listen to my orders, shoot the enemy with iron crossbows, and break through with a hundred horses. ”

"No!"

"Listen to my orders, open your bow and arrows, and prepare to attack!"

Fan Xiang waved the big iron halberd, galloped out first, and the warriors behind him formed a phalanx and rushed forward. The phalanx was very well organized, and in a moment it had rushed to a hundred paces of the rushing enemy.

Su Xinyan took out a small and delicate horn and blew the trumpet, and in the piercing horn, Fan Xiang led seventy-two warriors to ride the ghost cave, like a sharp knife straight into the enemy's middle palace. When the cavalry was eighty paces away from the enemy, seventy-two horsemen were full of bows and arrows, and the arrows were like locusts, and they shot and killed many of the enemy. This Beigong servant army has always been arrogant, I thought that these ghost cave soldiers and civilians were already turtles in the urn, but they never thought that under the leadership of a new young man, they would burst out with unprecedented terrifying combat power, so when they were caught off guard, they avoided one after another, like a light boat cutting through a calm lake.

Arrows swooped down on the surrounding enemy forces like locusts. Two thousand enemy troops began to scatter. Su Xinyan followed behind Fan Xiang and waved the Zhanger Liquan gun, inspiring the seventy-two cavalry warriors to follow up the attack and kill, the sharp blade swung and slashed, and the spear edge was invincible.

The appearance of the Fanxiang clan brought a ruthless killing to the barbaric and arrogant Beigong servant army, which had not tasted defeat since the beginning of the war.

The defeat of the two thousand-man teams was revealed, and they fled one after another.

Fan Xiang immediately made a decision, led the team, and rushed straight towards the flames under his command.

Seeing that the situation of his army was not good, Yan Nishang had lost his spirit, and all the troops rushed back, so he swung his sword and killed several soldiers who fled, and shouted: "Listen to the soldiers: the fugitives will not be spared, and whoever wants to live will defend the middle palace with me." Hearing this, the defeated soldiers hurriedly gathered on both sides of Flame Nishang and Flame Weiran, regrouped in formation, tumbled and rolled, and assembled in the middle palace where Flame Flame was located, and re-formed a spear and shield formation to prevent Fan Xiang from taking advantage of the situation to attack.

Seeing that Fanxiang led the team on a rampage, the soldiers were invincible, rushing back and forth in thousands of troops, all of them were frightened, and they didn't dare to step forward to compete with them, but they kept releasing arrows.

Fan Xiang wanted to lead his troops to rush in, but hundreds of spears were densely lined up in front of him, and for a while, he couldn't enter the middle palace and get close to him. Seeing that he couldn't break into the Chinese army, Fan Xiang couldn't rush to the flame and the horse, stopped in the middle of the formation, raised his eyes and saw the bald eagle on the hillside behind the Beigong army's formation hunting and fluttering in the wind, so he waved his halberd and slashed several enemy soldiers beside him, grabbed a soldier's spear, stepped on the stirrup, straightened up, and threw it towards the flame and horse. The spear carried the sound of the "whirring" wind, and it was like a rainbow, like a bolt of lightning, piercing through the front chest of a soldier and swooping straight into the flames. The Yan sisters were all shocked, and they were busy grabbing the block, but they saw the flame and the squirrel laugh, waved the fire cold saw, and slashed down the incoming spear, the spear castrated Shen Xiong, only to hear the sound of "dang" The gold and iron intersected, the flame and the horse sat down and took a few steps back, and the flame and the tiger's mouth shook in pain. The spear deflected in the direction of the spear, and the remaining momentum did not wane, and it shot to the side, piercing the four sergeants through the chest, and plunging heavily into the grass beside the flame man, the shaft of the spear inserted several feet, and the tail of the spear buzzed and shook itself.

Flame Flame looked at Wuzi's slightly trembling hands, couldn't help frowning, and said to himself: "Why did this kid become so strong in kung fu for a while?

Just as he was pondering, he heard the shouts in front of the army, and saw Fanxiang leading the pair of warriors to gallop away towards the bald eagle behind the formation, rushing straight to the hillside. Hundreds of soldiers guarding the flag condescended and fired arrows to block it. Fan Xiang held a halberd in his hand, rode a big green horse and rushed up the hill first, in this group of soldiers rushed left and right, unstoppable, feathered arrows shot at him, like locusts, but he was pushed away one by one. This team of less than 100 people quickly defeated the flag army, Fan Xiang jumped down from the horse, in the chaos of the enemy soldiers, wielded a halberd and hacked a centurion, went straight to the bottom of the big sword, the halberd picked the knife, and killed dozens of Beigong soldiers under it, looked up at the bald eagle Daxu, laughed, and said: "Beigong devil, you can come down for me." Before the words fell, he waved the broken knife, cut off the flagpole of Daxu, went to the ground to pick up the bald eagle Daxu, climbed a high slope, rolled up the flag, held it high in his hand, and shouted: "Beigong devils, listen, you are defeated, get out!"

At this time, the sun had set, and only the western sky was red, and the smoke was like blood, which was reflected on Fanxiang's face, making him look like a bronze statue, tall and majestic!

Su Xinyan and the seventy-two heroes were lined up and cheered loudly.

On the battlefield, the three armies of Beigong were already depressed.

Seeing this momentum at this moment, and a number of thousand-commanders, centurions and many soldiers beside him, either killed or wounded, blood-stained iron armor, placed on the battlefield in front of him, he couldn't help but change color on his face, and was secretly shocked: "This guy can use soldiers like this, and turn a cowardly and useless person into a powerful warrior in an instant, not weaker than my Beigong elite soldiers, well, this guy is really rare!"

Yan Nishang was listening, and saw that the eldest brother's words revealed his uncontrollable love for Fanxiang, and then raised his head again, and looked at Fanxiang standing proudly on the hillside, his eyes were cold, and he didn't say a word.

Fan Xiang received the Beigong Daxu, and had already led everyone to kill down the hillside, and killed the Flame Gong Zhong Army from the flank, and the seventy-two strong men were full of bows and arrows, and the arrows were like flying locusts, shooting towards the Beigong Zhong Army. The soldiers guarded the flame and slowly retreated.

At this moment, the ghost cave army shouted, "The Beigong army has been defeated! The flame is seriously injured!" but saw that the harlequin had already led the ghost cave sergeant to rush over from the front of the formation, and hundreds of brave men beside the clown brandished machetes and slaughtered the Beigong army that had dispersed the military heart. It was the harlequin who saw that the enemy army was depressed and could not miss the opportunity, so she ordered everyone: "Everyone shout, saying that the Beigong army is defeated!

The soldiers of Beigong heard the shouting, they all looked around, saw the flames and the Chinese army retreated, in the melee, it was difficult to distinguish between the true and the false, and saw the enemy army killed in several ways, the sky was cloudy, the mountains and fields were full of shouts and killings, shaking the heavens and the earth, and the soldiers could not help but have no fighting spirit, the army's heart had collapsed, and the formation was suddenly chaotic, and they retreated.

The Beigong soldiers have been in battle for a long time, and the whole army is in a good way, although the defeat is not defeated, the commanders of each army are the mountain and forest demon kings who are proficient in spiritual art in the past, so they each perform spiritual arts, and jointly summon a black cloud, and after the elite soldier hall, the ordinary demons and human soldiers who are not good at spiritual arts are carried in the dark clouds, and slowly retreat to the west, and the ghost cave soldiers must not be too close.

By the time the thousands of servants and soldiers retreated, it was almost late at night. This battle lasted more than ten hours, and the Beigong servant army suffered more than 2,000 losses, and the soldiers and civilians of the ghost cave village also suffered two or three thousand casualties. On the slopes and on the lawn, the blood stains have not dried, the dead bodies are piled up, the guns and knives are scattered everywhere, and the smoke of the war has not been extinguished.

On the slope of this battlefield, mourning was heard everywhere at this time, with mothers crying for their sons, sons crying for their fathers, and wives crying for their husbands. The harlequin took the able-bodied soldiers to disarm, comforted the soldiers and civilians, and when all the post-war matters were settled, she and Su Xinyan took Fanxiang into the ghost cave village on the cliff.