Chapter 111: POV: Bolong A good kill
In the slow heat and soothing of the beginning, the first volume is about to enter the climax, and it will be followed by more killings and battles, Liu Xu, the eunuchs, and the White Lotus Sect each have their own strange plans, iron fire, life and death, and conspiracy are rampant, please help readers greatly to push the story to a new climax!
They stopped near the north gate for a moment to rest, and did not rush to the battlefield immediately, after all, they were people, not windmills and waterwheels, and it was impossible to rotate continuously, in order to ensure that they could exert their full combat effectiveness when they arrived at the battlefield. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info Bolong is not worried about whether the bodyguards will be defeated in such a short period of time, if they can't even hold on for a while, then even if he fights hard, he can't save the overall situation, it's better to take his brothers to the grass for Kou.
Bolong took small bites and chewed on a piece of dumpling, which was made of thick noodles and seemed to be mixed with some sawdust and other things, and it tasted very spicy, but at the moment he needed enough strength and stamina, so he had to ingest anything that would give him strength. He eats very slowly, this is to ensure that he does not hurt his stomach by eating too quickly, he has seen someone eat meat and drink after a fierce battle, and as a result, this person died of massive bleeding in the middle of the night because of the injury to his stomach, and Beron will never allow himself to die on the battlefield and die on eating.
He looked around left and right, the brothers were in good spirits, although some were injured, but they were all minor injuries and did not affect their combat effectiveness, and some people were all blood of the enemy although they were full of blood.
That's fine, I'd rather have blood on my body than shed my own blood.
Iron Head came over, and he still had white brains on him, because he liked to smash open the brains of his enemies with his mace, so he was a little more colorful than the others. "Big brother, I just asked people to go to the front to take a look, Zhang Fei and they are still alive, and they are resisting at the north gate!"
"Oh, Zhang Fei isn't dead yet?" Bolong sighed in surprise: "Reckless people like this, I always thought that they were the first to die!" ”
"This man is quite shrewd, he knows that he can't rush to the front, and he keeps shouting and shouting from behind!"
Bo Long nodded in his heart, this Zhang Fei is not stupid after all, but he still knows that he can't rush to the front during the night battle.
But that's all there is to it, with his brain, he naturally can't imagine that since there is a praying mantis catching cicadas, there is naturally a yellow finch behind.
"Iron Head, let's split into two teams, you take your brothers around and attack from behind! I see that they are loosely organized and not very strong in combat, so it should be the combination of several teams that we guessed! Such an enemy, as long as it breaks one point, can naturally be defeated in one fell swoop! ”
"Yes!" Hearing this, the iron head immediately agreed.
"Also, remember to shout that the officers and soldiers are coming, what you want to say is that you have noses and eyes, and you can tell the number and number of people, where can they tell if we are officers and soldiers in a hurry!"
"Big brother, I think we might as well wait a little longer, and then go back when they are both defeated!" Hu Cheng came over and offered a plan.
"Wait a minute?" Bolong squinted his eyes and looked at the battle situation at the north gate, and saw that the shouting and killing sound coming from the north gate was getting smaller and smaller, and immediately said: "I can't wait, this fire can't be stopped when it burns, and there will be smoke when the fire burns, and the people inside won't last long!" ”
He looked at his brothers and said in a deep voice: "Brothers, my Bolong has no ability, and I haven't mixed up from the age of eighteen to my thirties!" But I'm not a good person, I'm not good, and one thing is good, that is, I'm absolutely enthusiastic about my brothers! After today, needless to say, if you are alive, if you have a bite of meat from me, you will have a bite of meat! If you are dead, I will give you a father, mother, wife and children, as long as I live, this will count, if I die, others will continue to raise you! ”
"Good!" The brothers didn't dare to make a loud noise, but they still answered in a low voice, and Bolong heard endless battle intent in it.
He felt that his blood was boiling, with the support of these people, and the support of these people's swords, what was he afraid of?
In the past, there had always been a fear in his heart, the fear of fate, the unknown, and the fear of death, but now, he left this fear behind, even if he forgot it temporarily, it was enough to ignite his fighting spirit.
"Come, they will ask for iron, and give them iron; If they ask for blood, give them blood! ”
"When they asked for iron, they gave it to them; If they ask for blood, give them blood! "The fighters shouted slogans and rushed out like tigers descending from the mountains!
The key to the raid is to be fast, accurate, and ruthless, which means that the action must be fast, and you can't fight in array on the opposite side, and you haven't killed it, which becomes a frontal attack; It is better to be able to cut off the enemy's mind and destroy his command center; ruthless, it is to kill mercilessly, leave after killing, and don't love to fight. Bronn felt that his surprise attack today was the best embodiment of "fast, accurate and ruthless".
He led fifteen men to rush from the front, he still rushed to the front, although the chain mail on his body did not guarantee that all the attacks could be stopped, but he still killed at the front, without hesitation, without hesitation.
There were about eighty or ninety of the enemy, and it was estimated that there were still some people inside the north gate, who were piled up at the door, shouting loudly to cheer for the people inside, and from time to time uttering vulgar scolding, as if they felt that this would make the enemy retreat.
"Stupid, so many people are gathered in such a small place, just come to a random army and wrap you up, you have no way to escape!" Bo Long secretly cursed, although this war battle needs to be lined up in a dense formation, but not the denser the better, too dense the arrangement will make the sword can not be wielded, the spear can not be pierced, the bow and crossbow cannot be wound to shoot, it will only cause trouble to your side. What's even more terrifying is that these people have not received formal battle formation training at all, although everyone occupies a place, but they can't use it at all, and the biggest role is to shout slogans.
"The official army is here, and the three thousand official soldiers are coming to suppress the bandits!" Bronn led his brothers into the crowd chanting slogans, and he managed to be spotted by the group ten paces away under the cover of the night, and ten paces was only a few breaths for a warrior who sprinted at speed. Just as the enemy was about to turn around, Bronn had already stabbed the sword in his hand into the chest of an enemy.
One heavy, one heavy, one light, it seems that this enemy is wearing armor, but unfortunately it is not a good armor, and it can't block the stabbing of the sword. Bo Long unconsciously commented, then drew his sword and turned around, not fighting the enemy at all.
He knew that the man would not survive at all, that his chest was pierced, and that it was impossible for anyone to continue fighting in such pain.
The enemy is tightly surrounded, and he is unwilling to kill into the crowd, which will reduce his speed, so he leads people to run around the crowd, using his speed to chop the enemy's waist and abdomen.
They were like a herd of lions, circling around the herd of bison, a white light when they swung their swords, and a bloody light when they closed their swords.
"Brothers inside, hold on, the official army is coming, the official army is coming!" The warriors shouted loudly, battle-hardened men who knew that fear was a more powerful weapon than a sword. If you can kill someone by shouting a few words, who wants to use a knife and a gun?
People who like to duel head-on with people are basically stunned young people who have just entered the rivers and lakes, and veterans are the ones who kill the most people with the least strength, because on the battlefield, it is unpredictable, and I don't know when I have to use the remaining strength to save my life!
Their shouts were effective, and Bronn could clearly see that the enemy's camp was shaken, many asking aloud what was happening, and others with dodging eyes as if they wanted to flee.
Sure enough, it's a group of rogues, and it's okay to rely on a sudden attack to get a little cheap, but it's not okay to work hard with real knives and guns.
Bolong shouted loudly: "Gao Qianhu led three thousand troops to come, lay down his arms and avoid death!" ”
"Lay down your arms and don't die!"
"Lay down your arms and don't die!"
The fighters shouted loudly, still not forgetting to use lies to demoralize the enemy.
"They fart, the chief of the thousand households here is surnamed Wang, where does the surname come from!" Suddenly, Bolong heard a familiar voice, and when he looked up, it was indeed an inspection. He is wearing chain mail today, which seems to be lined with thick silk, which is conducive to protecting against arrow attacks, and he is holding a thick-backed machete in his hand, which weighs about twenty pounds, and it can't be played without great strength, although the use of one-on-one is a little clumsy, but it is definitely a killing weapon on the battlefield. He was furious at the moment, and shouted loudly: "They are only a dozen or so people to scare you like this? Ah, no biological mother, vacuum hometown, Maitreya protects me, invulnerable! ”
These sixteen-character proverbs seemed to have magical powers, but the thieves who were embarrassed were now as if they had taken medicine, their eyes were red, they shouted loudly, waved their weapons and fought with the soldiers. After all, these people are outnumbered, and they have resisted the surprise attack of the warriors with more fights and fewer fights!
Bo Long was a little anxious in his heart, no matter how powerful his people were, they were only human beings, no matter how good a person's martial arts were, he was only a ten-person enemy, if he couldn't take advantage of the enemy's restlessness to defeat them in one fell swoop, I was afraid that he would be planted here today!
He shook the sword in his hand, turned around, and took advantage of the night to stab the back of the patrol head.
There was a "bang", and the inspection seemed to have long eyes in the back of his head, and he used a knife to block Bolong's sneak attack. His strength was great, and this resistance not only cracked Bolong's attack, but also made his palms numb!
"It's you, how are you doing tonight?" When the inspector saw that it was Bolong, he didn't continue the pursuit, but asked with a smile.
"Don't bother asking, it's okay!" Seeing that he couldn't do anything, Bolong beckoned his brothers to gather around him, quickly thinking about countermeasures.
"Haha, I knew that Brother Bolong wouldn't die here, and sure enough, I guess, the hundred archers I left at the south gate were also killed by you!" The inspector took the machete, waved his hand to stop the thief who wanted to attack again, and said loudly: "I admire Brother Bolong for being a good man, do you want to join our White Lotus Sect?" The Maitreya Buddha is about to come to the world, and all those who do not follow will be turned into ashes, and there will be no place to bury them! Bolong saw that the inspector looked fanatical and his expression was terrifying when he said this, obviously believing these in his heart.