Xie Shence looked at this strange situation and was dumbfounded.

Not only him, but also Wu Qinghe and the Mo Dao Army in the front row.

Originally, it was just an idea that came to me on a whim, but it was just a joke, but it really played a role.

Confusion and irritability succeeded in diverting the power of thought.

These people robbed silver on the battlefield, robbed openly, and violently, and no one stopped it!

The enemy is still in front of you!

It's less than a mile away!

What kind of soldier is this, thank Shen Ce thought in his heart. With such soldiers, no, bandits and rebels - such an opponent, Xie Shence was very skeptical that it was worth it to run in person.

However, since it was so chaotic, Xie Shence was not in a hurry to have a momentary attack, and made a gesture to let Wu Qinghe receive the military order. Soon after, more than a dozen archers came down from the nearby low hill, and when some of the archers came down, there was smoke still rising from the clusters of arrows tied with oil cloths.

The bandits and rebels pressed down on the whole army, with a total of more than 8,000 people.

plus 2,000 Yangquan Minding, the three together have nearly 11,000 people.

More than 10,000 people, in this basin-like place, it is not very difficult to perform, so it is arranged very neatly. Except, of course, the part that gathered in front of the eight carts.

The terrain is high on all sides and low in the middle, which is very conducive to decisive battles.

The Mo Dao Army held the mountain pass, shrank on the mountain road, and was ready to go.

The bandits and the people became more and more chaotic, and the four surnamed sons and Zheng Xunren and the leaders shouted and scolded loudly, letting the pro-soldiers come forward to reorganize the army, and those who did not obey the discipline were all killed.

So soon, in front of the blood-dripping broadsword, many people were honest, but they refused to leave around the cart.

The fragments of the cart were piled up with the jars, like eight piles of ruins left behind after the move.

It was also found that some jars had silver in them, while others did not contain silver, but were mixed with black powder of iron filings and porcelain sheets.

A bandit leader walked to one of the ruins with a broadsword in his hand, stuck his broadsword with a bright red blade into the ground, and glanced gloomily at the bandits and people around him.

A bunch of mud-legged people who have never seen the world

"Isn't it silver? What is there to grab! When you kill the dog officers and soldiers and take down the county seat, what do you want? Silver! Gold! Miss Guanjia! Land! It's all ours! A group of pickled talents, the enemy is currently openly creating chaos! Is being a military judge child's play? Which ones take the lead? Bring it on! ”

So soon a dozen bandits were pushed out with their hands cut on their backs.

"Military law, cut down."

Ignoring the cries and begs of the bandits, the leader drew his sword and pointed at the restless man, shouting: "Keep your dogs' eyes open and see clearly! This is the end of disrespecting orders! Mother's, cheap bones"

Then the voices around him became quieter, and the executioner waved his big knife.

Under the trembling gaze of the people around him, and in the abrupt screams of the beheaded, the leader had the pleasure of being feared.

The pleasure was very comfortable for him, and he enjoyed it.

He felt that he was a general who was killed and killed at this moment, and he was leisurely, calm, and domineering in front of the two armies, and all kinds of characteristics were shown in him, which was very majestic.

Suddenly, there was a scream that was not very pleasant.

He glanced at the last man, and the head of the last man had not yet been cut off.

I don't know if the executioner didn't eat breakfast or because his body was really thin, he picked up the big knife, and after slashing it down, he didn't cut off the man's head, but actually stuck the big knife in the neck bone of the kneeling bandit.

Holding the hilt of the knife, the thin boy twitched hard, but did not pull it out.

The neck bone was cut open, and the kneeling bandit was no longer alive. Blood rushed out from the surface of the knife, bright red and warm. The pale bones clung to the broadsword, making a tooth-aching creak as the young thief pulled it out.

The beheading was not cut off, and the surrounding bandits laughed.

The young bandit's face flushed.

The leader was furious.

He felt that the domineering spirit that he had managed to cultivate was destroyed by this miscellaneous.

"Dog offal, out of breath!"

So he stepped forward, kicked the young thief in the heart, and then spat on the young thief who was twitching on the ground, brandished his big knife, and slashed it hard.

The young bandit's broadsword fell to the ground along with a head, which rolled far away, stained with dirt and blades of grass, and of course more blood.

"This is the end!"

The bandits took a step back in unison.

The Mo Daojun on the mountain road watched all this, silent, and the atmosphere was very solemn.

The leader turned, stretched out his hand, and immediately one of his own soldiers handed him a rekindled torch.

The bandits took two more steps forward. Some may still be three steps.

Glancing around, the leader saw the reluctance and greed in the eyes of those around him.

Thinking of these things, the leader smiled and threw the torch on the ruins.

Seeing that the torch fell on his face, making a "whoosh" sound, and white smoke came out, he turned around, and prepared to curse again.

He opened his mouth, and there were three loud "boom, boom, boom".

The sound grew louder and louder each time.

Then the leader flew into the sky.

When he landed on the ground, he actually didn't fall to the ground completely, and the moment he flew into the sky, his eyes already saw his buttocks.

Yes, the eye saw the buttocks.

But how can the eye see the buttocks without a mirror?

Yes, because his head was blown off.

More accurately, his head saw the spinning earth, and the people who could see his hips just like him.

Therefore, the three loud noises were not made by him.

The torch he threw detonated the top explosive, and the explosive exploded, detonating one batch, and another batch. Because it is not completely detonated, it sounds like three loud bangs.

Of course, the people around can't hear it.

After three explosions, another explosion sounded one after another.

For a while, like the thunder of the Nine Heavens God descending to the mortal world, more than ten thunderous roars suddenly sounded in this valley basin, and the earth trembled.

The white smoke that filled the air, the black soil that was lifted, and the stumps that were thrown up and fell exploded a huge void in people's heads.

Eight large pits appeared in the ground. The moment the pit was formed, it resembled a blooming flower, white, black, and red.

The Mo Dao Army all lay down in unison, and everyone covered their ears. Some were shivering.

On the hills over there, there was no one who could stand firmly.

God, is God angry?

What's going on?

When everyone was trembling, Xie Shence was the only one dancing with his hands.

It worked! The gunpowder succeeded!

However, the roar in his ears, and the wailing and screaming that came from nothing, soon made him sit on the ground again.

Did you really succeed?

The white smoke slowly dissipated, and gradually Xie Shence saw the scene in the field.

Eight large pits, countless mutilated corpses.

Those who stand up and fall, those who clutch their severed limbs and howl and wail, those who sit in the dirt and lose their souls, and those who bury their heads desperately in the dirt.

Xie Shence lost the excitement and joy just now.

Explosives shouldn't have existed.

These people are also Jin, or rather, Chinese, and they are also alive.

They are human too!

People who were once alive are now running blindly, howling, trampling, and going crazy.

There was no joy of the victor at all, and Xie Shence was suddenly lost.

Stunned, Xie Shence seemed to be a puppet without a soul, a puppet without a thread.

After the smoke receded, Wu Qinghe led the three hundred Mo sword army to rush out of the mountain road and kill among the bandits and people.

The three hundred Mo knives unfolded in one word and advanced horizontally, and in just two quarters of an hour, they swept two or three miles.

Modao advanced, with shattered corpses and undead enemies completely incapacitated.

In order to pursue greater panic, Wu Qinghe shouted "God is helping us", and ordered the Modao Army to only seek to kill and injure, not to cause the enemy to die.

It is necessary to speed up the speed and abolish the main force of the enemy, which was discussed between Wu Qinghe and Xie Shence before.

In just half an hour, the Modao Army "plowed" this valley more than five miles deep.

The bandits had already been frightened and retreated into the mountains in a hurry, and the people on several small hills had already been embraced into the dense forest by their own soldiers.

At this time, Xie Shence had already woken up from the state of losing his soul just now.

With the remaining one hundred Mo sword army, they pressed the formation behind Wu Qinghe.

After the two phases met, the Modao Army began to count the battlefield.

Wu Qinghe and Xie Shence stood in front of the big pit and were speechless for a long time.

There are many words that Wu Qinghe can't wait to ask Xie Shence, but Xie Shence didn't mean to speak, so Wu Qinghe didn't dare to speak.

Wu Qinghe looked at the back of Xie Shence, who was standing very straight, and suddenly felt that he was very similar to Xie Dashuai.

Although they don't look like it at all from the back.

Xie Shence frowned as he looked at the white smoke still rising from the black soil.

It's not compassion. The period of compassion has passed.

Xie Shence was thinking about something else.

After a long time, Xie Shence turned around and said, "Can the battlefield be counted?" ”

Wu Qinghe arched his hand and said: "Back to the little marquis, in this battle, except for the thirty casualties on the cavalry, there were no casualties. More than 4,000 enemy troops were killed and wounded. Of these, about 2,000 were killed by our Mo Sword Army, and the rest were injured and trampled on by that thing. ”

Xie Shence exhaled deeply after hearing this.

Expected.

caused such a big commotion. can achieve the result of destroying 4,000 enemies, Xie Shence is already very satisfied.

"Gather all those who are lightly injured, and those who are seriously injured" Xie Shence paused, and then said, "Kill them all." Gather the corpse and incinerate it, don't wait until it decomposes. ”

Wu Qinghe shook his head and said, "Little Hou Ye, wouldn't it be a bad time to pursue by doing this?" ”

"Uncle Wu, do as I say."

"Yes, little marquis."

Wu Qinghe clenched his fists and retreated.

Xie Shence stretched his waist, and while the Mo Dao Army was cleaning up the battlefield, he found a shady place on the mountain road and sat down.

He was squinting at the sun.

(ps: There is ~~~ so tired at night, today's Women's Day, everyone, well, haha, yesterday's Girls' Day, today is blessed.) Gay men have to treat her well in the past two days~. ~ No, it's always good. ）