Chapter 777: Li!

The corpse fell slowly from the earthen wall, thudging down the steep slope. It was not dust that stirred up, but blood flowers. The corpses piled up below the steep slope grew higher and higher, and more Xia soldiers continued to attack upwards on the pile of corpses. Looking at it from a distance, it looks like a layer of black ants is constantly climbing up.

The horizontal knife shattered, and the spear broke.

At the top of the fortress, the red battle flag still danced like a rising flame.

The earthen wall on the periphery of the fortress has been breached, and the Xia soldiers rushed into the fortress, and the fighting gradually shifted from the earthen wall to the inside of the fortress, those narrow streets, in the dilapidated courtyards, as long as there are people, there will be fighting.

The king leaped down from his horse and strode toward the fortress. Hundreds of personal soldiers guarded him to his left and right, and the horizontal knives at his waist followed. At this time, the Xia army of the brigade had already poured into the fortress, and Wang Roar walked all the way, and there were corpses everywhere. He climbed up the earthen wall and watched the battle inside the fortress with a gloomy face.

"Let's go inside."

He waved his hand and walked down the slope on the side of the earthen wall. After only two or three steps out, his steps suddenly froze, as if he had stumbled on something and almost fell. The soldiers around him hurriedly held him up, and Wang Yan looked down, only to find a seriously injured soldier of the Yanyun Army grabbing his ankle.

"Are you going to beg?"

The soldier of the Yanyun Army raised his head and looked at him, and there was a brilliance in his eyes that Wang Roar did not understand. Naturally, Wang saw this brilliance as a desire to survive.

He lowered his head to look at the bloody Yanyun Army soldier and asked with a smile, as if he didn't mind at all that the Yanyun Army soldier's bloody hands stained his clothes.

The seriously injured Yanyun soldier tightly grabbed Wang Yan's ankle and crawled forward a little, his forehead touched Wang Yan's riding boots, and Wang Yan couldn't help laughing.

"People say that the Yanyun army is the most elite soldier in the world, and they are all tough guys who would rather die in battle than surrender. Now it seems that this is just a joke, not a prostrate begging at my feet...... Yes! ”

Before he finished his words, he couldn't help but cry out.

The soldiers of the Yan Yun Army, who crawled to his feet with difficulty, used their last strength to bite Wang Yan's calf. This bite was extremely hard, and almost all the teeth were embedded in Wang Yan's flesh. Wang roared and shook his leg a few times, but the Yanyun soldier held his foot and bit him the leg and refused to let go.

"Pull him away!"

The king roared and shouted angrily.

The two Xia soldiers hurriedly dragged the two legs of the Yanyun Army soldier backwards, but this pull moved with Wang Yan. This bite was so heavy that I couldn't even pull it off. As soon as the two Xia soldiers exerted their strength, with a bang, the Yanyun soldiers were dragged aside, but they also tore Wang Yan's pants open. And the Yanyun Army soldier still had a large piece of flesh and blood in his mouth.

Blood trickled down the corners of the Yanyun Army soldier's mouth, making him look extremely hideous.

Wang roared and pulled out a horizontal knife from Wang Ge's back, kicked the Yanyun Army soldier over, he raised the horizontal knife high, and was about to stab it only to find that even if the knife was stabbed, it was meaningless.

The Yanyun Army soldier was dead.

He had a piece of flesh in his mouth, but there was a satisfied smile on the corner of his mouth.

It was this smug smile that made the anger in Wang Yan's heart no longer suppress. His horizontal knife still stabbed down hard, straight into the neck of the Yanyun Army soldier. A stream of blood spurted out, and a lot of blood spilled on Wang Yan's clothes. With a twist of his wrist, the horizontal knife spun around the neck of the Yanyun Army soldier like a meat grinder.

With a click, a bloody hole was wrenched out of the neck of the Yanyun Army soldier with a horizontal knife.

"Proud!"

Wang roared and stabbed down like crazy, and the flesh kept splashing.

"It's just a bunch of defeated soldiers, a bunch of lowly defeated soldiers! What do you have to be proud of? Why are you so proud? I'm the winner! ”

He chopped it one by one, like madness.

"I am!"

When the corpse was no longer human, Wang Roar stopped moving his hands. He seemed to be a little out of strength, bending over and gasping for breath.

"These guys...... Not people! ”

He took a sip, his face extremely ugly.

As he straightened up, he happened to see the fiery red battle flag dancing at the top of the fort. Looking at the thin man, still standing at the top and waving the flag with all his might, Wang Yan raised his hand and pointed there: "Go!" Give me that person a knife and chop it into a mash! ”

"Whoa!"

The soldiers beside him answered, and hurriedly rushed to the highest place.

This is the land of Great Xia, and they are a bunch of shameful and despicable invaders!

Wang Yan looked at the soldiers of the Yanyun Army who were still resisting in the fortress, and couldn't help but curse in a low voice in his heart. But after he finished scolding again, he suddenly thought of a question. Why did this group of shameful invaders defend this dilapidated fortress as if they were guarding their own homeland?

Why is that?

He suddenly remembered the cry of a Yanyun Army soldier he heard before he died, and finally had an answer in his heart.

"This is my grave! No one can stand on my grave! ”

They are not guarding this ruined and broken fortress, but the dignity of their soldiers. It is a dignity that no one can trample on, and this is their pride!

"Don't leave any of them, kill them all!"

Wang Roar gave the order coldly, and then walked slowly under the earthen wall. But just after taking a step out, I couldn't help but stumble.

On the calf, blood flowed like a torrent.

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"Go protect the General! The battle flag must not fall! ”

A Yanyun military captain looked in Cui Qian's direction and shouted, "At least until we all die in battle, the battle flag must not fall!" ”

The dozens of Yanyun Army soldiers beside him agreed loudly and rushed towards the top. On the other side of this high slope, hundreds of Xia soldiers were also struggling to climb up. The soldiers on both sides tried their best to climb the commanding heights of this fortress almost simultaneously.

"Kill!"

The soldiers on both sides shouted in unison, and then pounced on each other. The soldiers of the Yanyun Army who rushed to the front slashed at the enemy's neck, and with a pop, blood spurted out like a fountain. The slightly hot blood sprayed his face, but he didn't care at all. The horizontal knife stuck in the enemy's neck, and the image of blood spurting blood from the enemy's neck with the artery open is particularly bloody and terrifying.

Yan Yunjun kicked the corpse in front of him with one kick, and before he could raise the horizontal knife again, the knife in the hand of the enemy behind him had already stabbed into his heart, and the horizontal knife twisted violently in his body a few times. At this moment, the soldiers of the Yanyun Army even heard the sound of their hearts shattering.

Inexplicably, he actually had a very familiar feeling.

It was as if I had heard this voice before. Before he died, this Yanyun Army soldier suddenly came to his senses and remembered why he had a familiar feeling of this voice, so the corners of his mouth also sketched a proud and smug smile.

He had poked his sword into the heart of his enemies more than once, so he was familiar with the sound. And when he thought that he had killed at least ten enemies, and that he had only died once, a pride and pride rose in his heart, a pride and pride that could not be destroyed.

Die?

It's worth it!

Dozens of soldiers of the Yanyun Army protected Cui Qian's group, and dozens of horizontal knives crocheted a piece of knife light around Cui Qian. Although the Xia soldiers who attacked were at least three times as large as them, they were blocked from the outside of the sword net, and it was difficult to enter. Where the two sides touched, blood splattered.

Although the soldiers of the Xia Army had the advantage, everyone was a little frightened at this time. It was the first time they had encountered such a cold and arrogant enemy since they joined the army. Even if these people have been driven to a dead end, even if they are doomed to death at the beginning of the fight, these people don't seem to have the slightest fear, as if they don't have the slightest fear or worry about death.

So the Xia soldiers had fear in their hearts.

So they also went mad, and slashed at the enemy even more fiercely. Because at this time, the only way to eliminate the fear in your heart is to kill the enemy. But what they don't know is that this fear is deep in the human marrow, and if they survive, they may not be able to get rid of it for decades to come.

But they don't have a chance to fear, because they're all dead.

"Cavalry!"

I don't know who shouted first, and his voice was full of excitement.

"Our cavalry!"

The shouts came from the crowd of Yan Yunjun, standing at the highest place, they saw a thick dark cloud on the horizon in the distance The cavalry quickly pressed over, and in the sun, at the front of the cavalry, a fiery red battle flag was waving in the wind!

"Our cavalry!"

"Reinforcements are coming!"

"It's our people! Ha ha! ”

The soldiers of the Yan Yun Army let out an earth-shattering shout, and everyone was extremely excited. They laughed wildly, and it was a joy that could not be described in words!

Wang Yan, who had just stepped down the earthen wall, stiffened his steps, and couldn't help but change his face when he heard the cheers of Yan Yunjun from above. He turned and walked quickly back to the earthen wall to look out, only to realize that in such a short time, the cavalry outside was already very close.

"Wang Ge!"

Wang roared and shouted: "There are not many cavalry of the Yanyun army, blow the horn, and order the cavalry outside to prepare to meet the enemy!" You go down with me, I want to see who comes to die at this time!" ”

He glanced at the eight horizontal knives tied behind Wang Ge, and then at the horizontal knives in his hand.

"I have nine knives to cut through the enemy!"

He shouted in his heart, and then rushed down the earthen wall with a quick step.

The horn sounded, and there were at least 13,000 Xia cavalry who had not joined the siege outside the earthen wall, and after hearing the horn, they began to turn their horses and meet the enemy galloping from a distance.

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"Wang Ge! Follow me. ”

Wang roared and turned over on his horse and slapped the buttocks of the war horse: "Blow the horn and turn into a horn formation!" There are not many cavalry of the enemy, surround them, and do not go away a single one! ”

"Whoa!"

The herald immediately blew his horn, and the cavalry of more than 10,000 people slowly changed into a bull's horn formation. In this formation, the two wings protrude forward, and the middle is concave, and when the two sides collide together, this formation can instantly change the formation to envelop the enemy with few troops when the two sides collide together.

The Ox Horn Formation is also the most basic one of the more than 20 formation changes that the Great Sui trained cavalry.

"Kill!"

Wang Ge shouted loudly, and rushed out with all his personal soldiers tightly protecting Wang. More than 10,000 Xia cavalry slowly started and pressed towards the enemy cavalry rushing like lightning from a distance. As they rushed over, no one doubted that they would emerge victorious.

The number of the enemy is less than half of theirs, and the numerical advantage of the cavalry in such a hard-fought battle on the field is almost irreversible, because the thickness of the cavalry formation of their own side is more than double that of the enemy, and it is almost impossible for the enemy to break through their own formation.

And because of the numerical superiority, the enemy's cavalry will each face an astonishing opponent. This is not a simple algorithm as one-to-two with twice the number of people. The cavalry will charge head-on, and if you are lucky enough not to die in the first round, you will continue to fight with the cavalry behind the enemy, and the thicker the enemy's cavalry camp, the more enemies you will have to face.

This advantage is almost irreversible.

But this time, the reversal happened so unbelievably and easily.

The elite cavalry of the Yanyun Army, which came out of nowhere, was like a sharp black knife, without slowing down at all, and stabbed straight into the bull head formation of the Xia Army's cavalry. Just when the cavalry of the Xia army was preparing to close the siege, they found that they were far from being able to keep up with the enemy's speed!

The speed at which the formation is broken!

At the front of Yan Yun's elite cavalry, two generals with long lances were guarding a black-armored general, and these three people were like the sharp tips of Yan Yun's conical formation, unstoppable. The cavalry of the Xia army in front of them was as powerless as a scarecrow. Those two lances and one knife are like the beginning of a nightmare, and once this nightmare falls in, it will be difficult to wake up.

It was at this time that Wang Yan saw the handwriting on the fiery red banner clearly.

Plum!