Chapter 691: Blood, Fire, and Flame
Wang Dazhuang squinted his eyes and looked at the sun that had just risen, the huge fireball was visible to the naked eye, dragging the lingering light connected with the earth, and was rising unhurriedly, and when it rose to a certain height, it seemed to jump violently, break free from the entanglement connected with the earth, and leap up to the deep sky, fiery red and full of passion. Ω 』Δ E*.』
This is indeed a bloody morning, but unfortunately, today's sun does not belong to him, his team is in a very unfavorable direction, the enemy is coming from the east, their own formation faces east, the fiery red sun is just shining on the eyes of the soldiers, will affect the effect of long-range weapons on the enemy.
"But it's nothing, no matter what the situation on the battlefield is unfavorable, no matter what kind of enemy we face, we will win." Wang Dazhuang took a deep breath, he had no doubts about another victory, he firmly believed in his invincible weapon, he firmly believed in his brother's confidence in victory, and the courage to die.
"Alright, let the flames of blood rise again." Wang Dazhuang suddenly felt that he had the potential to be a poet, so he raised the sword in his hand high - if you want to fight, you will win, there is no choice.
The black enemy charge on the horizon began to move, all the banners leaned forward, pointing to their side, and countless steel knives were raised high above their heads, and in the fiery sun, they were about to shine.
The earth began to tremble slightly, and at the same time began to leap on the ground, and all life was trembling with bated breath to the sound of more than 40,000 galloping horses' hooves—except for the Fuliao army.
In the face of the roaring and roaring enemy array, Lu Hanqiang's Fuliao army had no echoing shouts, no commotion, and didn't even seem to have a wheezing sound, just looked at each other with cold eyes so calm and dead, in their eyes, it was just the last madness of the jumping clown, all the soldiers of the Fuliao army have a firm confidence cultivated by victory in a hundred battles, no matter when, no matter how arrogant and arrogant the enemy is, victory must belong to us.
One of the two observation posts standing at the top began to wave the red flag in his hand violently, and the other observation post also puffed out its cheeks and blew a loud suona, the poignant suona actually blew out a human voice, although the sound was inaccurate and vague, but all the trained officers of the Fuliao Army could not understand it anymore: "The enemy army entered the range of the bed crossbow." ”
The report of the observation post is an order, the squad leader standing behind a bed crossbow raised the small flag in his hand, the five brothers who were responsible for operating the bed crossbow were immediately ready to shoot, and the remaining five brothers, this is ready to be reloaded again, everything is so orderly, step by step, as if ten people are a precision machine, just as a squad leader's red flag fell.
The squad leader looked ahead, but his ears listened to the orders of the squadron leader beside him, and the squadron leader looked serious and listened to the captain's instructions at any time.
The captain of the bed crossbow brigade reconfirmed the report of the observation post, and then his eyes were firm and his voice was sonorous: "Odd number preparation, put-"
The squadron leader immediately conveyed this order layer by layer, and then the 13579 and other odd-numbered bed crossbow aims confirmed the target again and reported loudly: "Target confirmed." ”
The red flag in the squad leader's hand fell like a meteor, and the shooter immediately waved the mallet in his hand and struck it fiercely on the crossbow machine.
The crossbow strings of fifty bed crossbows roared together, and fifty huge javelins with dynamite packets of death roared down on the enemy crowd in the distance. Fifty explosives were very divided, just like such a small pebble thrown into the rough sea, it was submerged without a trace in an instant, but it was only an instant, in that black sea of waves, suddenly there was a stormy wave, a huge dull explosion, like the roar of the raging waves, the billowing black smoke wrapped in dark red flames, the scream of the bearer's soul-grabbing steel balls and iron pieces, like a typhoon, swept through everything around him, destroying and tearing everything he could encounter, Whether it is a war horse or a human body, the explosives bag of the bed crossbow is not the kind of grenade-like broken explosive bag used by the cavalry, this is a really twenty pounds of big guys, in addition to ten pounds of granulated gunpowder, the rest is all steel balls and iron pieces, its lethality is absolutely devastating, fifty explosives bags in the earthquake immediately, it blew up fifty huge human sea holes, stumps and broken arms flying all over the sky, I don't know how many war horses and warriors, even did not have time to snort, immediately torn into countless pieces, Scattered between the heavens and the earth, and those who fell from their horses with injuries were trampled into this hot earth by the countless hooves of their companions in the blink of an eye, and became part of the birth of future life.
But the Jurchen warriors were brave, they ignored this huge explosion, instantly filled the hole in the sea of fifty people, and continued to rush towards Lu Hanqiang's large array without hesitation.
The captain of the bed crossbow waved the small flag in his hand again, and shouted firmly: "Odd reload, even shot-"
As orders were given, another 50 javelin explosives flew into the enemy's position, forming a storm again, blasting the enemy's large array out of a hole in the sea of 50 men, which was once again filled by the crowd behind.
Baturuhzhe, wielding the sword in his hand, held his duties as a warrior and led the charge.
When countless black explosive packets flew over his head, he didn't even observe, life and death are fateful, wealth is in the sky, it depends on the immortal sky, whose life is accepted first.
A loud sound like thunder came from the team behind him, mixed with the seeping scream of his brother, the miserable howl before death, and the most terrifying thing was that he was very far away from the explosion point, but he felt that his back was smashed hard, his chest was suddenly stuffy, and the entire internal organs were turned over and overturned, and his entire internal organs seemed to be tightly grasped by a big hand, and then ruthlessly and wantonly tore it, making him painful and unbearable, and at this time, the mane of the war horse flying backwards suddenly floated forward, A raging wind whistled past him in front of and behind him, with the unique smell of gunsmoke, the smell of hard work and barbecue. And what's even more bizarre is that a brother not far from him also brandished a big knife and rode a war horse to charge bravely, but suddenly his mouth and nose were bleeding, and he fell under the horse so inexplicably, and was trampled into a pile of meat by thousands of horses' hooves in a blink of an eye.
But this is not the time to explore the reason why that brother died suddenly, He Zhe couldn't help it, He Zhe couldn't help but open his mouth and shouted angrily, pressed his body on the horse, and rushed to the opposite array without hesitation.