Chapter Forty-Seven: The Last Battle

Using the bamboo whistle as a code, this is the most common trick of the Guanshan bandits. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Whistlings made of bamboo and wood sounded in the empty canyon with a crisp and piercing sound, and then the same echo rang out from all sides of the canyon.

Before the 20,000 soldiers who had just entered the canyon could react, they saw many figures suddenly appear on both sides of the canyon, wielding all kinds of weapons and shouting to kill the sky.

Then, countless rolling stones and wooden stakes fell from both sides, these 20,000 people were recruits, when did they face such a scene, for a time the formation was chaotic, everyone panicked, and some people even wanted to retreat and flee here, but the back road had already been blocked, and the only way was to move forward.

"Soldiers, now that the back road has been blocked, if you want to live, rush up to me and cut off the heads of this group of mountain bandits." Qin Yongzhi danced the red tassel spear, picked up the rolling stones that were thrown at him one by one, and then drank hard, and the tip of the spear pointed directly at the bandits in ambush above the canyon, murderous.

There was a great echo in the canyon, and under the help of Qin Yongzhi and several veterans, the 20,000 soldiers who were still chaotic before finally burst out with unlimited potential in the face of death, and the mountain bandits above the canyon had no rolling stones and wooden stakes at this time, and they also picked up their blades and began hand-to-hand combat.

"I'm going to kill that white-faced scholar first." The bearded guest snorted at a few small leaders around him, and then held the mountain opening knife and rushed down the mountain first, aiming directly at Su Heng.

"Look for death!"

Qin Yongzhi, who had been protecting Su Heng's safety, stood with a spear after seeing the bearded guest, the mountain breeze was blowing, the cloak was sounding, and the style was majestic.

"Die." When the bearded man was ten meters away, he suddenly jumped up, held the knife in both hands and raised it above his head, and shouted, the blade was bright, and his body was suspended in mid-air, slashing towards Qin Yong.

Well, this jump is more than ten meters away, it's really scary......

Su Heng, who was surrounded by several pro-soldiers in the middle, saw the distance that the bearded man jumped, and muttered in his heart, these warriors are really terrifying, if there is no one to protect them, taking the head of the general among the ten thousand armies is indeed like probing for something.

"Broken!" Qin Yongzhi held the barrel of the gun horizontally with one hand, and with a low roar, the red tassel spear was instilled with the power of a thousand jun and swept towards the figure of the bearded guest.

An inch long and an inch strong, the bearded guest thought that this emaciated general should be easier to deal with, but he didn't expect that the mountain knife in his hand had not yet split the head of the person in front of him as he imagined, and he had been swept away by a shot from the red tassel spear.

The force of a thousand pounds smashed on his body, and the bearded man swayed left and right in mid-air like a kite with a broken string, and finally fell down the slope in embarrassment, splashing a cloud of dust.

The bearded man struggled on the ground for a long time but did not stand up, blood spurting wildly from his mouth, and he was dying.

Qin Yongzhi rushed forward, picked off a few mountain bandits blocking the road, cut off the head of the bearded guest, provoked it with the tip of a gun, and held it high above his head: "The leader of the bandits is dead, and those who surrender will not be killed." ā€

The scene was chaotic, the shouts of killing were chaotic, and some mountain bandits reacted very calmly after seeing the head provoked by Qin Yongzhi, and continued to fight with the officials and soldiers, and some began to retreat, in short, the situation became more and more chaotic.

Seeing this, Su Heng and Qin Yongzhi both understood that this bearded man was afraid that he did not have much power, and the robbers below usually did not buy his account, and the robbers were different from the regular army, the former were fighting on their own, although the death of the leader would affect some morale, but the impact was not great, while the official army was disciplined, and the death of the commander would have a great impact on morale, and even directly affect the next battle.

"This blood... I've almost seen enough......"

Su Heng looked at the crowd fighting around him, the scene was extremely bloody, and he muttered to himself. Then he whispered, "Fight against the water." ā€

Talent instillation, fight against the water!

At this time, the back road was blocked, the morale of the officers and soldiers on the field was low, and there were countless Guanshan bandits around, and only by fighting to the death could they escape.

"Is it talent indoctrination again......"

Qin Yongzhi was the first to feel the changes in his body, this feeling was different from the speed of the soldiers, the former was that he felt that he had endless energy in his body, and his body was as light as a swallow, and now he felt that he was infinitely powerful and full of courage, and there seemed to be nothing to stop him.

In addition to feeling the obvious changes in their bodies, the officers and soldiers on the field also felt that there seemed to be an invisible voice in their ears that was constantly encouraging them to fight bravely, and only by repelling these mountain bandits could they get out alive.

Yes, get out alive!

Kill!

The eyes of the officers and soldiers were red, their morale skyrocketed, and the mountain bandits who had fought with them before instantly felt the pressure doubled, and they were all defeated and retreated for a while.

"This is talent indoctrination, we can't beat it, brothers, run."

Among the mountain bandits, some knowledgeable bandits immediately understood after seeing the changes in the officers and soldiers, and no longer made senseless resistance, turned around and ran, some people took the lead, and others naturally followed.

Most of the bandits evacuated, and the next battle was much simpler, this battle, countless enemies were killed, the number of escapees was counted, and 2,000 bandits were captured.

In addition, according to the captured bandits, there were a total of 30,000 bandits in ambush, and the 30,000 bandits fought against 20,000 officers and soldiers, but the officers and soldiers lost more than 5,000 officers and soldiers, and the battle was fierce.

If Su Heng had used his talent to instill at the beginning, maybe the loss would have been much smaller, but he had the heart to let these recruits see blood and deeply understand the fear of death, so he endured it until the end.

Listening to the report of the official in charge of cleaning up the battlefield, Su Heng's eyelids became more and more numb, and the sleepiness that he had endured before finally came to his heart, and he fainted directly.

When Su Heng woke up, it was already night, and the Milky Way was bright in the sky, full of stars.

The side effects of this qi infusion are really big......

Su Heng shook his head, wanting to sober himself up, because the range of movement was too large, there was a pain in his heart, and his brain became more and more dizzy.

He can only use the talent instilled in 3,000 people but exceeded this limit, a total of 20,000 soldiers have been used twice, although it is a good thing to exceed the limit, but everything has advantages and disadvantages, and this side effect also comes more violently and faster than others.

All things in heaven and earth, at the beginning, are fair and just, there are causes and effects, Su Heng used his talents to instill the cause before, and now his body is so weak that he can't even get up, this is the fruit of retribution.

"Sir, are you feeling better?"

Hearing the movement in the tent, Qin Yongzhi, who had been guarding quietly outside the tent, immediately walked in, and saw Su Heng, who was pale and weak, leaning weakly on the temporary spliced wooden bed, and knew that the sequelae had not yet dissipated.

PS: It's finally 100,000 words, it's not easy, there are some personal things in addition to work every day, so the update speed has not been fast, and there will be more every day if there is time later; In addition, I would like to ask for a recommendation vote, thank you.