Chapter 233: The Fall (Part II)

"That Zhu butcher is a white-eyed wolf." As if to make excuses for himself, and as if he sensed Fan Shutong's thoughts, Zhang Mingjian stopped his legs in place, and while looking around by the light of lightning, he shouted loudly at the other party, "When he first defeated Huai'an, he didn't kill as many people."

"Boom", a burst of thunder rolled over, completely drowning his words, but soon, he continued to shout unwillingly, "And Sesame Li went to Xuzhou back then, didn't he also rob the knife in the middle of the night, why did they do it, Lao Tzu couldn't do it." ”

"Do, do." The right of light made Fan Shutong have nowhere to escape, so he had to nod vigorously while keeping up with Zhang Mingjian's footsteps.

"And." Zhang Mingjian's eyes were red like a mad dog, and he took Fan Shutong and continued to rush out to kill, "He didn't find trouble with Mingjiao in the morning, and he didn't trouble Mingjiao in the evening, why did he target Lao Fan, isn't it that after laying down Yangzhou, his wings are stiff, and he wants to leave Mingjiao and do it alone, this kind of wolf-hearted and ungrateful thing actually has the face to hit Lao Tzu." ”

"Indeed, indeed." When he was arrested by the government and thrown into prison, Zhu Eighty-one had just beaten Huai'an, and his reputation was not very prominent, and the outside world was not very clear about the specific attitude towards Mingjiao, and when he was rescued from prison by Zhang Mingjian and promised to act as a lobbyist, he was indeed a little too overly entrusted, thinking that as long as he showed the identity of the right envoy of light, he would not be directly dismissed by a small hall master.

Looking back now, he felt that his actions at that time were really reckless, that Zhu butcher had soldiers in his hands, money and money, and made a powerful artillery, even Liu Futong himself, I am afraid that he will have to talk to his peers when he sees him, but he still wants to press him hard, and he is really kicked in the head by a donkey.

Just as he was regretting, a string of thunder suddenly sounded in his ears, and immediately after, countless people shouted in the torrential rain, "Zhang Mingjian ran away, Zhang Mingjian abandoned the army and fled for his life." ”

"Everyone search carefully, don't run away Zhang Mingjian."

"Don't run away Zhang Mingjian, don't run away Zhang Mingjian."

One after another, higher and higher, closer and closer.

Hearing the shouts coming from all around, Zhang Mingjian's eyes suddenly became redder, and the spear swung violently, splashing a horizontal white Lian in front of him, "Catch Zhang Mingjian, catch Zhang Mingjian, brothers, don't get in the way, come with me to catch Zhang Mingjian." ”

"Hmm." Fan Shutong, the right envoy of Guangming, was slightly stunned at first, and then he opened his throat and shouted, "Catch Zhang Mingjian, don't run away Zhang Mingjian, everyone will go and arrest Zhang Mingjian together." ”

shouted, followed Zhang Mingjian quickly, and together with the other party, continued to stumble and rush into the heavy rain.

The pouring rain soon completely swallowed the figures of the two, and everyone's vision was affected by Yan zhòng, many times, the noses of the enemy and us almost touched the nose, only to suddenly appear that the other party's armor system was completely different from their own, shouting and retreating in panic, and then raised their swords and guns to do a ball.

Because of the suddenness, the battle between the two sides was also extremely tragic, no one cared about calling his companions to help, let alone thinking about whether he should surrender or show mercy to his subordinates, especially Zhang Mingjian's descendant of the Qing Army, owed a large amount of blood debt in Yangzhou City, I don't know if it will be forgiven by the Huai'an Army, so he started to be extra decisive, once he saw that the road he escaped was blocked, he immediately howled and rushed forward desperately, preferring to be killed directly by the other party, rather than hand over his weapons and wait for the autumn queen to settle accounts.

Under the influence of this mentality, the casualties on both sides of the war have skyrocketed, and the Huai'an army, which was red with red eyes stimulated by the blood of their teammates, also quickly gave up the plan to capture the prisoners, and when they saw that there was an enemy nearby, they surrounded them and slashed at each other.

"Arrest Zhang Mingjian, arrest Zhang Mingjian, Commander Xu said, you want to live." Company commander Xia Mi led a small group of Huai'an warriors through the vast rain curtain and pounced on a bunch of blurred figures nearby.

In his team, the proportion of veterans enlisted in Xuzhou accounted for a quarter, and many of the remaining three-quarters of the brothers were also born in the Salt Gang, so the organization was far stronger than that of other robes.

The opponent behind the rain curtain was obviously also the elite of the green army, and when he realized that he was being targeted, he immediately stopped fleeing for his life, and under the leadership of a thousand-commander, Qi Qi raised his spear and turned to pounce back.

The two sides approached high in the rainstorm, and soon, they collided head-on, "Click." "Lightning illuminated dozens of overlapping figures, red blood bursting into the air, mixing with the rain before falling back to the ground, merging into a river of red, endless and surging water.

There was hardly any screaming to be heard, and in the continuous thunder, the voice of the human voice was extremely weak, and life seemed extremely fragile at this moment, like rows of crops, falling neatly, the corpse pressing against the corpse, shoulder to shoulder, face to face.

It is completely different from long-distance combat, cold weapons hand-to-hand combat, more cruel than the former, and the degree of destruction of miè's life is also more direct, although the plate armor of the Huai'an army is strong, when facing the spear of the green army, it still looks very thin, and the leather armor of the green army, after being hit by the cold forging weapon of the Huai'an army, has almost no defensive effect, and the snow blade cut directly into the body like paper, bringing up pieces of red and bright blood mist.

Company commander Xia Mi saw with his own eyes that the plate armor of a gang commander beside him was pierced by a spear, and the whole person was also provoked, struggling desperately in mid-air.

The next moment, he pulled his steel knife out of the collarbone of one of his opponents, and quickly pounced on the commander of the Green Army, who gritted his teeth to meet him, and stabbed his spear straight into his lower abdomen, "Die." Company Commander Xia Mixun twisted his waist, and at the same time, the blade slashed down fiercely, heading straight to the center of the spear, "Ding." The sharp edge of the spear pierced the side of his breastplate, several inches deeper, and at the same time, the blade slashed at the shaft of the spear, splitting the spear in two.

"Yikes." The commander of the Qingjun army used the half-cut spear as a short spear and continued to stab at Xia Mi, this time, the company commander Xia Mi did not dodge in any way, and directly slashed at the opponent's chest with a knife.

"Click." "Poof." The two of them hit their respective targets at the same time again, the wooden spear shaft, unable to do anything about the plate armor, but the steel knife in Xia Mi's hand left a wound more than two feet long on the front chest of the commander of the Qing Army, causing the latter to collapse to the ground immediately, and the strength of his whole body flowed with the blood.

"Keep in formation, stay in formation." Company Commander Xia Mi stuck the steel knife on the ground, held the front half of the spear on his body with both hands, and pulled it out forcefully, "Poof." A stream of blood spurted out with a steel spear, staining half of his body red, but he did not fall down immediately, and raised half of the spear as a throwing spear and threw it into the crowd opposite.

A young soldier who was trying to fight back was pierced by a spear, screaming and falling, and the company commander Xia Mi raised the Yanling knife high again, and roared loudly, "Keep in formation, keep in formation, follow me, go and arrest Zhang Mingjian." ”

"Move closer to the company commander, move closer to the company commander." Deputy company commander He Er shouted loudly, helping Xia Mi to reorganize the team, the Huai'an soldiers who had just killed their respective opponents rushed over with blood, and once again took Xia Mi as the front, forming a sharp triangle, the enemy who was desperate on the opposite side saw this scene, and their morale was greatly depressed, taking advantage of their lack of reaction, the company commander Xia Mixun stuffed his Yanling knife into the deputy company commander He Shuang, "You lead the team, Lao Tzu has to take a breath." ”

He Er, the deputy company commander of the "Company", was slightly stunned, and soon saw the blood-stained plate armor on Xia Mi's body, as well as the eager gaze in the other party's eyes, "Brothers, follow me." He gritted his teeth vigorously and raised the Yanling knife high, "Grab Zhang Mingjian, grab Zhang Mingjian, get out of the way if you don't want to die." ”

The Qing army on the opposite side, but there was no such a strict command transfer mechanism of the Huai'an army, the two centurions each led a group of people, and fought separately, and soon, the two centurions also died one after another, and all the soldiers could only take care of themselves, but He Er took his own company, and always maintained a good attack formation, like a precise machine, cutting down the enemy in rows.

When the casualties passed forty percent, the remaining green troops finally couldn't support it, and with a "boom", they scattered and fled.

"Follow me and arrest Zhang Mingjian." Deputy company commander He Er glanced back at Xia Mi, who was lying in a pool of blood, and was already out of breath, gritted his teeth, and raised the Yanling knife high again, "Arrest Zhang Mingjian, avenge the company commander, and avenge the people of Yangzhou." ”

"Arrest Zhang Mingjian and avenge the people of Yangzhou."

"Arrest Zhang Mingjian and avenge the people of Yangzhou."

"Catch Zhang Mingjian." Behind him, the shouting and killing sound became lower and lower, Zhang Mingjian of the Qingjun Wanhu stumbled through the rain curtain, full of wounds all over his body, along the way, he didn't know how many enemies and his own people he had killed, all with his skillful martial arts and a ruthless strength, he always held on and did not fall to the ground, and God finally pulled him at the last moment, and never stopped the torrential rain, so that he killed a bloody way from the battlefield where it was difficult to distinguish between friend and foe, and fled farther and farther.

"You follow me, go to Monk Peng, expose it to him, and expose the evil deeds of Zhu Butcher who betrayed the red scarf." Holding the spear in both hands, he lowered his head and gasped for breath, "He is the hall master of the Maitreya Sect, he has made so many cannons, but he refuses, but he refuses to sacrifice them to Monk Peng, he, from the beginning, I am afraid, is not religious." ”

In all directions, he didn't hear any response, except for a string of muffled thunder rolling through the sky, powerlessly venting his anger.

"Old Fan, old Fan, where did you die?" Zhang Mingjian suddenly had an ominous premonition in his heart, and shouted loudly at the top of his voice.

"That, over there" Fan Shutong's voice sounded at his feet, sounding like a mourning.

"Over there." Zhang Mingjian was very puzzled and asked with a frown.

"Opposite, opposite, many, many." Fan Shutong continued to cry, his legs seemed to be broken, and he knelt weakly in the muddy water.

Zhang Mingjian took a spear to support his body, raised his head to look into the distance, only to see the white rain behind the curtain, slowly pressing over a human wall, round with iron helmets, leather armor with steel plates on key parts, all the same color of Zhangba spear, this is the standard Lianghuai "volunteer soldier" dress, but unfortunately it is not his green army, the civilian official who led the team wiped the rain on his face hard, and complained gloomily, "Zhang Mingjian, why did you come, Ben Zhizhou has been waiting for you in the rain." ”

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