Chapter 171 General Durian and General Chestnut

The Zhennan army rushed into the city gate like mercury, and at this time, the cathars defending the city also heard the screams and rushed over, and the two sides met head-on.

On one side were the well-fed, well-fed, well-nourished elite troops, and on the other side were hungry, half-asleep armed peasants. The collision between the two sides was naturally without suspense, and the blue-clad Zhennan army was like a sharp blade shining with a ghostly light, stabbing into the team of the cathars as soft as ginger tofu at once.

The killing began moments before contact, and a row of bayonet guns shot out from the Zhennan army's formation, and the two-foot-long short spears slashed wildly through the air, causing a piercing whistling sound, and in the blink of an eye, it passed the distance of three feet between the two sides. The sharp, slender tip of the spear pierced the cathar's unprotected body without hindrance, leaving only the hilt exposed. The blood was vigorous, and the powerful impact pushed the person who was shot out sideways, crashing into the crowd behind him. The team, which was not strictly organized, suddenly became even more loose.

The bayonet projection was originally created by Marshal Boshen in order to increase the lethality before the battle in response to the problems of water turbulence and low hit rate of bows and arrows. Gunners are selected from among veterans to be able to throw on a bumpy boat or on the run with hard training. The two-foot short spear thrown is far easier to grasp than a bow and arrow, and the accuracy is not bad. Although the range is far less than that of a bow and arrow, the lethality within ten zhang is not inferior. And the shorter the distance, the greater the impact, within five zhang can be described as accurate and ruthless, and can even be comparable to a small crossbow machine.

Accompanied by the second wave of bayonet guns, the pikemen of the Zhennan Army rushed forward under the cover of the Pak Dao soldiers. The pikemen stabbed their spears with all their might, and when they stabbed the cathars on the opposite side, the crossblade on the tip of the spear would pierce a large hole in their body that could not be healed. With a second burst of applause, everyone jerked the barrel of their guns, and then with a single pick, they threw out the man hanging from the spear.

This shot is too long, even if the opponent wants to fight back, it can't reach it. Some fanatical disciples rushed forward with machetes in their hands, but they were blocked by the iron-clad Pu Dao soldiers with tiger-faced shields. The machete landed on the iron shield, making a piercing sound of gold and iron, and even bursting with strings of sparks.

Just when the outlaws were so shocked that their arms were numb and they were almost unconscious. Streams of sleek sword light slashed out from the left and right sides of the shield. Before the cultists could react, their machete-wielding arms left their bodies forever, blood bursting from the wounds on their shoulders and spraying on the shields that they had no time to retract, dyeing the iron shields red.

The military quality of the Zhennan army is worthy of being the first-class in the world, and the cooperation between them is almost seamless, while one person uses a shield to block the enemy's weapon, his comrades on the left and right sides reflexively take out their knives, chop off the enemy's hand holding the weapon.

Almost instantly, the cathar formation was rushed to pieces, and countless cathars lost their lives before they could react. At this time, in the Zhennan army, a white-robed young general holding an iron thistle bone also joined the battle group, and the Zhennan army on the left and right hurriedly let go of the boss in a vacant space, looking quite jealous of this little general. I saw that he pulled out his posture and slammed the iron thistle bone in his hand, which looked to weigh 100 catties, and the large durian-like wrought iron thistle head was like a broom star, breaking all the tendons and bones of all the cathars who couldn't dodge. The rest of the people were also scattered, and they even crawled backwards, lest they get too close to the big durian and be wiped out of their lives.

Only then, the dense enemy formation in front of him was swept out of a square open space.

Before the move could be used, the young general's arms were forced, and with a sharp pull, the thistle with thick iron thorns on its head actually hung two wailing cathars and rose. When it was more than one person high, accompanied by the young general's angry roar full of resentment and somewhat unhuman, the hammer head with two people smashed into the crowd that had just stood still, and immediately smashed several people under the hammer into meat patties, and as for the hands and feet that were broken by the meat patties, there were countless people.

The teenager seems to have a volcano erupting in his heart, and he screams like a tiger in heat. With each roar, the thistle bone in his hand smashed into the crowd with all his might. Each blow will inevitably take two or three lives and injure seven or eight men. He rushed into the enemy line in such a frenzy that the apologists were already frightened by him, and they all wanted to be invincible and retreat. I don't know who was the first to take it anymore, so I threw down my weapon and turned around and ran, screaming as I ran: "O man-eater! ”

Fear spread like a plague, and the Maitreya disciples no longer dared to face the blood-red killing god, and almost at the same time, one after another, Maitreya disciples threw down their swords, broke away from the battle formation, and fled to the city. This individual escape evolved into an overall rout in the blink of an eye, and the Maitreya Sect's devastated defense line suddenly collapsed and was completely broken.

Qin Lei saw from afar that almost single-handedly, he scared away thousands of white-robed young generals of the Guardian Army, at first he thought it was the violent young man who rewarded Saiyang, and complained in his heart about how he dressed so eye-catching.

Later, it was discovered that there was a difference in the weapons of the two, and Bo Xian Saiyang's mace was longer and his head was smaller, which was suitable for immediate combat. And this white-robed young guy has a shorter handle, a much larger head, and it seems that the iron tip on it is thicker than the teeth of a mace. Seeing Qin Youcai's worried look on the side, he was a little clear in his heart, but he still wanted to confirm: "Who is this white-robed young general?" ”

Qin Youcai withdrew his gaze from the battlefield and said respectfully: "Lord Qiqi, this is General Chu's eldest son, Chu Qianjun." ”

"Chu Qianjun? It really lives up to its name. Qin Lei couldn't help but sigh.

Qin Youcai touched his head and smiled: "The last general also saw that this kid had the strength to take him with him." ”

This yellow-bearded man was explaining that he was not nepotism, Qin Lei smiled secretly in his heart. No longer mentioning Chu Qianjun, he praised Qin Youcai: "Until today, I don't know why the Zhennan Army can rank in the top five in the world, this kind of smooth tactical cooperation is indeed unprecedented for the Lone King." ”

His subordinates were praised, and Qin Youcai was naturally honored, but there would be many battles in the future, and he didn't dare to say big things: "Lord Wang, although our Zhennan army often practices on boats, it is indeed much more skilled than other armies." But to be able to handle the proportions so just right, I'm afraid only that Zhang Sigou can do it. ”

Qin Lei nodded and did not speak again. At this time, the soldiers who followed up had already begun to fill in the countless large and small holes on the street one by one, which were dug by the Maitreya Sect in order to prevent the cavalry from rushing forward. It can be seen that with being ravaged by the Zhennan Army again and again, the Guardian Army has finally made some progress. If it weren't for Shi Yong, they had already prepared enough soil and stones in the dwellings, and they would just have to pull them over and fill them, even if they were these pits, they would have to fill them for a while.

Therefore, when the entire infantry army attacked, the 2,000 cavalry under the command of Bo Xian Saiyang this time could only hold back their temperament and honestly wait for the road to be filled. At the forefront of the cavalry, a guy in white clothes on a white horse was sulking.

actually collided with someone, Bo Xian Saiyang sighed with a gloomy face, what is even more odious is that the weapons of the two are somewhat similar, they both take the masculine route, and they seem to be about the same strength. In this case, whoever appears first is the real brand, and the second appearance is far inferior to the former in terms of attention and impressiveness.

This made Bo Xian Saiyang, who was not able to appear first, a little unrefreshed because of the type of troops. He looked down at the delicate white robe on his body, as well as the sturdy jade lion under his crotch, which were all carefully prepared by his subordinates in order to allow him to fight in the first battle of suppressing bandits in the real sense. "It's definitely not working well now." Bo Xiang Saiyang said aggrievedly to Uncle Ma on the side.

Ma Ai, also known as Uncle Ma, has just recovered from his injury, his body has not yet recovered, and his left foot has been permanently disabled, and he even has to walk on crutches. But he couldn't rest assured that the little boy was not at ease, and insisted on setting off with the team despite Bo Xian Saiyang's pleading.

When Bo Xian Saiyang invited Qin Lei to persuade him, Ma Ai, who was already riding on a standing horse, only said one sentence: "Lord Wang, the last general is not a waste person only if he rides on a horse." Qin Lei was speechless, so he could only go with him.

Bo Xian Saiyang knew that there was no way, so he worked Ma Ai's war horse, he asked someone to make a special backrest, which was just attached to the back of the saddle, and then spread a thick cotton cushion on the backrest, so that Uncle Ma could rest at any time and not work too hard. Ma Ai was naturally moved inexplicably, although he didn't show it in person, but in the letter to the old marshal, he didn't say anything to praise the little boy for growing up......

Now, Ma Ai, who was comfortably sitting on the back of the horse, was looking at the dejected little boy with a doting face, he coughed lightly, and immediately pulled Bo Xian Saiyang back from his self-injury. Bo Xian Saiyang looked at Ma Ai nervously and asked eagerly, "Uncle Ma, does the wound hurt?" ”

Ma Ai waved his hand and hissed and laughed: "It's okay, Uncle just wants to tell you something." ”

Bo Xian Saiyang saw that Ma Ai was fine, so he put his heart in his stomach and said in a rough voice: "Say it!" ”

Ma Ai tilted his chin forward and said softly: "When I was a child, I took you to the theater, do you remember when the main horns appeared?" ”

Bo Xian Saiyang scratched his cheeks and said casually: "The finale, the finale is a good show!" As he spoke, his eyes lit up, patted Uncle Ma's shoulder vigorously, and said with a smile: "That's it, the first to come to the stage is a trick, and Young Master Ben is the protagonist." ”

How strong is he? slapped Ma Ai's sick body, and almost knocked the little old man unconscious, Ma Ai hurriedly bared his teeth and said: "Don't shoot, little ancestor, if you shoot again, it will fall apart!" ”

Bo Xian Saiyang woke up from his self-absorption, 'oops', and gave himself two big mouths with his backhand. hurriedly stepped forward to rub Ma Ai, and said in his mouth: "Uncle I'm sorry." ”

How could Ma Ai be angry with him, and after his breathing was smooth, he patted Bo Xian Saiyang's hand, pointed ahead, and signaled to him that the passage had been cleared.

Bo Xian Saiyang nodded, and said to Ma Ai in a rough voice: "Uncle, look at it, I won't let you down again." He shouted, "Sons! ”

The cavalrymen who followed behind, seeing that their lieutenants had regained their fighting spirit, all howled excitedly: "Yes! ”

"Check the equipment and get ready to attack!" Bo Xiang Saiyang ordered.

"Order!" The soldiers made one last sure that their bows and arrows, long and short weapons, dry rations, water bags, and other equipment were ready. After the inspection is correct, he will report to his own Wu Shi Chief, and after everyone is complete, Wu Shi Chang will report to his team rate, until the four proofreaders Bo Xiang Saiyang arched his hand and said: "The headquarters is ready to go!" ”

Only then did Bo Xianyang bow his hand to Qin Lei in the distance and said, "Lord Qiqi, the cavalry camp is ready to go, and I ask to attack!" ”

Qin Lei smiled and nodded, and also said loudly: "Have a good trip!" "Bo Xiang Saiyang will go all the way north, and then go east along the Liuqing River to relieve the siege of the Xiangyang Lake water army.

And Qin Lei and the others, after expelling the Maitreya sect to Fancheng, will join up with Yang Wenyu's army, which has finished sweeping in the northern part of Jiangbei and arrived in the Fancheng area in advance, to complete the final encirclement of Xiangfan.

Bo Xian Saiyang got the order to pull out, pulled out the sword at his waist, slammed the left chest armor with the sword halberd, and shouted: "Swear to live up to the prince's trust!" As he spoke, he slammed his sword forward and shouted, "Attack!" ”

As soon as the words fell, the cavalrymen behind him who had been pressing for a long time rushed out like a flood that had opened the floodgates. In the roar of the war horse, Bo Xian Saiyang looked at Qin Lei, who was still smiling at him, only to see Qin Lei raise his right hand, clench his fist and make an encouraging gesture to him.

Bo Xian Saiyang's face was solemn, he nodded solemnly, put the sword back into the sheath with his backhand, and at the same time the horsewhip in his left hand was slammed on the ass of the jade lion in the night, and a striking red mark appeared on the big white buttocks, and the war horse neighed in pain, and rushed forward desperately, with four hooves like the wind, and in the blink of an eye, it was at the head of the team.

This kid actually used this method to pursue faster speed, Qin Lei and Uncle Ma's expressions were a little dull, the two looked at each other, Qin Lei nodded, Ma Ai hugged his fists, and also chased after him.

When they were all gone, Qin Lei said to Qin Youcai beside him: "Let's go too, time waits for no one." Qin Youcai got the order and shouted: "Sons, go on the road!" ”

His personal guards and Qin Lei's black-clothed guards suddenly agreed, protecting the two of them and heading towards the north of the city. Qin Lei saw Shi Yong and the others who had already joined the team, nodded at a few people, stretched out his thumb and gestured, and immediately made several people happy, and suddenly felt that the hard work of the rest of the month was too worthwhile.

Qin Lei was heavily guarded, passing through the main road of Maicheng, the fires on both sides of the road were still burning, in addition to the smell of burnt paste, there were bursts of meat fragrance in the air, and there were broken corpses scattered all over the road, and the frightened and desperate faces made Qin Lei feel a little unhappy in his heart. Although he can harden his mind and ignore the life and death of these people, it does not mean that he is still unmoved when he sees the corpses of these people who are out of sight.

turned his head to look at Qiao Yunsheng, who was dressed as a soldier next to her, and saw that her face was pale, her eyes were full of tears, and her body trembled slightly. But she still watched intently, as if she wanted to engrave this scene firmly in her heart.

Qin Lei shook his head, he couldn't help but feel a little nostalgic for the original obedient and wronged Xiao Yun Yilai, and a trace of realization rose in his heart that this girl might not be truly happy for the rest of her life.

Shaking his head and throwing out his head of the inappropriate thoughts, Qin Lei focused his attention on the road. From time to time, some Maitreya disciples who have gone crazy rush out from both sides of the road, although the guards will shoot them at the first time, but it is always wrong to be careful.

When they arrived at the gate of the south city, they were just about to leave the city, when with a crisp sound, a white firework burst out over the houses on the left, bluffing Qin Youcai's guards into a bit of nervousness. Or Shi Dang said loudly: "Don't be nervous, your own people." Qin Youcai's guards moved the raised crossbow elsewhere.

After a while, a few grizzled guys ran out of the alley, and Qin Lei's black-clothed guards obviously knew a few people, and they all pushed aside their horses' heads and flashed a passage to let a few people in. Several people ran to Qin Lei's horse, knelt down on one knee with Qi Shushu, and the one led by Qin Lei smiled and said, "Kou Ding's group requests to return to the team!" ”

Qin Lei nodded and smiled: "Welcome back, well done!" He said with a wicked smile on his face: "But this name is really bad!" ”

After a chuckle, the team set off again, and in a few moments, left the city in flames.

After walking for several miles, Qin Lei finally couldn't help but turn around, and looked behind him, the direction of Maicheng was red, like a fire cloud in the evening, burning Qin Lei's heart tightly.

According to the report, about 70,000 Maitreya followers escaped from the city.