As soon as the pro-soldiers saw that General Cheng had been killed, they immediately followed him in a swarm, and rushed to the front camp extremely fiercely, these pro-soldiers were all warriors selected by Cheng Shixiong himself, all of them were masters who were not afraid of death, and some of them were even outlaws on the rivers and lakes, but they were later recruited by Cheng Shixiong.

Yang Hao carried the knife and followed the group of soldiers to the front camp to kill, but he thought in his heart: "Just now you also said that the night is dark, the enemy situation is unknown, and you can't mess with yourself, you never thought that this can only be used to teach others a lesson, and it is your own turn, it is like brushing your tiger whiskers, and General Cheng is too reckless to fight like this." ”

With such a great general, he didn't know whether it was a blessing or a curse, at this time he had no time to think about it, just rushed forward, and when he rushed into the front camp, he saw Cheng Shixiong's halberd waving, and he didn't know how many knights who attacked the camp, he shouted loudly, the front hooves of the war horse suddenly raised, Xi Yuyu let out a long neigh, and when the horse's hooves stomped on the ground, the halberd in his hand had already smashed heavily into a warrior in the enemy army.

The knight had a spear in his hand, gathered enough dantian strength, and said in a low voice: "Open!" ”

Listen to the "sonorous" sound, the guns and halberds intersect, this blow actually bounced Cheng Shixiong's halberd away, with Cheng Shixiong's divine power, few people dare to take his powerful halberd, this person can block his halberd, Cheng Shixiong couldn't help but sigh, and came back to find this brave enemy general again.

This enemy general is Liu Jiye, Liu Jiye made a big gun, led 600 iron cavalry galloped into the enemy camp like a gallop, taking advantage of the fact that the lieutenant generals of Cheng Shixiong's camp did not have time to organize a counterattack, kicked the company camp, set fire everywhere to create chaos, killed the front battalion and went straight to the Chinese army, his purpose is to capture the thief and capture the king, if this goal can not be achieved, can not kill the opponent's Chinese army commander, but also to disrupt the Chinese army, so that the Chinese army can not exercise the responsibility of command, at that time, although the enemy camp is numerous, no one in the dark night to dispatch and command, will also become a mass of scattered sand, the combat power will collapse, At that time, even if the enemy army had 100,000 people, it was just a flock of sheep waiting to be slaughtered, how could they still stop him from these tigers and wolves rushing to kill?

Unexpectedly, he had not broken through the last line of resistance in the front camp, and in the night, a big man actually slapped his horse like a fly galloping from the Chinese army, and the old man let out a loud cry like thunder on a dry day, and immediately stopped the soldiers who were all over the camp, and the originally panicked Song army began to organize a decent resistance under the command of some large and small generals, and the big man who made the halberd rushed over, and a halberd in his hand picked and wiped the thorns, and knocked many warriors who attacked the camp off their horses. Liu Jiye saw that this person was good at art, and he could stop the three armies with a loud shout, and he was expected to be Cheng Shixiong, the main general of this army, and immediately picked up his horse to meet him, and the two fought together.

When Yang Hao and other personal soldiers spread their legs and arrived from the Chinese army camp, Liu Jiye and Cheng Shixiong exchanged guns and halberds, and they had already walked for dozens of rounds. At this time, the surrounding situation is becoming more and more unfavorable for Liu Jiye's side, although this raid successfully broke into the camp, but failed to disrupt the enemy's formation, Cheng Shixiong's military formation is still standing like a mountain at this time, and the local commotion and chaos are gradually subsided, and the men and horses in the camp are slowly approaching here in a restrained manner, and the situation of the dark encirclement has lost its original meaning.

If Liu Jiye can assassinate Cheng Shixiong, he can also use Cheng Shixiong's death to disrupt the Xicheng camp that has stabilized again, but ...... He is not Cheng Shixiong's opponent. In terms of strategy, he is stronger than Cheng Shixiong, and in terms of martial arts, his big gun is weak from left to right under Cheng Shixiong's weightless halberd, which is full of dangers, and it is obviously a step worse.

"That's it, if it drags on any longer, all my 600 strong men will be buried in this enemy camp." Liu Jiye secretly sighed that the opportunity had been lost, he shook his shot and left, and shouted loudly: "All sons, follow me back to the camp." ”

Liu Jiye turned the horse's head and killed the way he came, with his martial arts, and with the momentum of the fast horse, there were really few people who could stop him, but the knights he brought had been bound in the camp by the Song sergeants, who could walk if they said they could go. Cheng Shixiong saw him fleeing, and he followed him.

At this moment, there was already a scuffle in the front camp, although this fierce battle was not as fierce as the hedging between the two armies on the battlefield, but for Yang Hao, who was on the battlefield for the first time, it had already made him feel extremely shocked. It turned out that this was the battlefield, and people were wielding swords and spears like wild beasts, fighting desperately with red eyes. That kind of cold, that kind of blood, that kind of cruel scene is really hard to feel if you are not in it.

He has killed people, and he has killed two people with anger, and he killed them with one sword, but compared to the Northern Han Army and the Song Army that are fighting together now, his killing that day is no different from killing chickens. It turned out to be so different from killing people with anger in the market and calmly and brutally destroying opponents on the battlefield, no wonder Qin Wuyang didn't change his face when he killed people on the street at the age of twelve, but when he arrived at the palace of King Qin, his face was ashen and frightened. He is not afraid of death, but that kind of solemn and killing momentum is not something that he can afford as a small citizen who has never seen the market.

Thousands of soldiers shouted and fought, and thousands of warriors brandished swords beside him, throwing the blood and heads of the enemy, making Yang Hao, who stepped on the battlefield for the first time, at a loss, he watched his robe roar with disgust, fighting with the Northern Han warriors who rolled the saddle and dismounted, but he didn't know how to rush up and bite the enemy like a beast.

"Get out of the way!"

Yang Hao stood with a knife, looking in amazement at the scene in front of him, which was by no means romantic, never tragic, completely full of blood and ugliness, and suddenly someone kicked him on the hipbone, this kick made the force great, and kicked Yang Hao to fall out, and at the same time his figure fell out, he saw a flash of cold light, which could be slashed into the place where he was standing.

Kicking him away was Cheng Shixiong's personal guard Shi Shuang, Shi Shuang was not a few years older than him, but his face was full of flesh like a butcher in his forties, and he usually spoke little. Therefore, although Yang Hao was a guard with him, he had never been close to him, but he didn't expect that he saved his life at the critical moment.

Shi Shuang saw him standing there with a knife in his hand and looking around, looking like he wanted to advance or retreat, but he was not angry. Most people who have just entered the battlefield are like this, but as long as they crawl out of the pile of dead people once, the next time they go to battle, he will turn from a guard dog into a steppe wolf.

He was fighting with the enemy, and suddenly saw a Northern Han sergeant who had fallen off his horse swinging a knife and slashing at Yang Hao, hurriedly took a step forward, kicked Yang Hao away, and saved the new soldier's life. But his kick was not able to retract, but he was slashed by the steel knife of the Northern Han warrior, and he screamed in pain, and his body fell forward.

These Northern Han cavalry soldiers attacked the camp this time, and everyone rode horses, wore armor, wore bows and arrows, hung knives under their ribs, and held spears. Mounted with a spear, dismounted with a sword, shot a bow and arrow from a distance, and wore armor. In order to preserve his elite force as much as possible, Liu Jiye can be regarded as painstaking, and in the current situation where the armaments in the Northern Han City are overstretched, he has done his best to be able to arm them with such equipment.

However, he really misestimated Cheng Shixiong's possible reaction, and he didn't expect that Cheng Shixiong's army discipline would be so strict, and he could not fail to bomb the camp after the successful attack on the camp, and with Cheng Shixiong's own prestige, he stopped the chaos with just a shout, and now the possibility of these 600 heroes surviving is very small.

However, these tiger warriors brought out by Liu Jiye were all brave soldiers, although they knew that they were trapped in the enemy camp and the main general had left, they still fought to the death. The samurai slashed into Shishuang's thigh with a single sword, taking advantage of his crooked body to fall forward, and the knife in his hand was raised, cutting off his neck with a "poof".

never thanked him, never gave him a friendly smile, and the comrade-in-arms who saved his life was cut in two without even saying a word, Yang Hao couldn't help but be stupid: this is the cruelty and ugliness of the battlefield. However, who says it doesn't have tragedy and romance? Behind the blood, in the cruelty to the enemy, how can there not be a strong love for robes and brotherly righteousness?

His eyes slowly turned red, just like the warriors who were now fighting for their lives by all means, revealing the madness of devouring blood, he roared, and swung his sword towards the Northern Han warrior. In the rage and frenzy, his blood boiled all over his body, and Shi Shuang's death seemed to give him infinite strength, courage and murderous aura.

But his spiritual platform still maintains a line of clarity, and still firmly remembers the words that Cheng Shixiong told him: "The momentum cannot be exhausted, the blessings cannot be enjoyed, the cheap cannot be taken up, everything in the world is the same truth, so that the knife kills people The same is true, every knife you must concentrate on never be distracted, but each knife must be left for three points, only in this way can the knife be quickly retracted, and the knife is like a storm, so that the opponent can't even have a breather." ”

Yang Hao only remembered Cheng Shixiong's instructions in his heart, he didn't know any clever knife techniques now, and his own strength was not very smart, but with a bloody courage in anger, he remembered Cheng Shixiong's instructions on using knives, and slashed down with a knife, which was murderous, and the knife technique was sharp, like killing the god possessed.

The Northern Han warrior was robbed of the opportunity by him, and he was also wearing armor, and his actions were far less flexible than Yang Hao, who rushed to the battlefield and didn't even wear light armor, and was slashed down by him on the previous knife, the next knife, the left knife, and the right knife, and constantly chopped down, a miss, Yang Hao had been cut down like a whirlwind, and he was chopped and dragged on his neck, and his head was raised with a "poof", and a cavity of blood spurted out two feet high.

The hot blood splashed Yang Hao's face, he stretched out his hand and wiped it, then shouted, raised the steel knife with a slightly curly blade and rushed to the back of the Northern Han warrior who was pressing a Song army punch and slammed it, as if splitting a wooden stake, a knife slashed down from the backbone between the two blades of the Northern Han warrior to the tail vertebrae, the tip of the knife was deeply sunk, piercing out of the man's lower abdomen, only three inches away from the lower body of the Song army soldier.

The Song army was also frightened by his ferocious knife, and saw Yang Hao's face covered with blood and hideous face in the flames, and before the Song soldiers could thank him, Yang Hao had already collected his knife and pounced on the next opponent like a whirlwind......※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※ Cheng Shixiong fought in the camp, but Cheng Shixiong followed Liu Jiye out of the camp, and at first there were a few pro-soldiers who wanted to follow in a hurry, but they were rushed by the enemy and us in the melee, and they lost the figure of the main general. Cheng Shixiong was relieved to sit back after expecting that the enemy would not repeat his old tricks and sneak attack again, but he waited for Liu Jiye's sneak attack, which was simply a loud slap in the face of his subordinates, Cheng Shixiong was ashamed and annoyed, and his anger value had soared to one hundred and two percent.

Liu Jiye looked back halfway, and there was not a single soldier brought back by him, and he couldn't help but feel sad, but the big man in the cloth robe with messy hair and a halberd in his hand was still chasing after him, and he was screaming in his mouth, and his heart suddenly became angry, he turned his horse and turned around to fight again with Cheng Shixiong, and fought more than ten times, and his left shoulder was opened by Cheng Shixiong's halberd. Liu Jiye had to turn his horse and flee again, and fled to a city wall in a hurry, in front of which was a wide and deep horse-rejecting trench, Liu Jiye turned over and dismounted, threw down the horse and jumped off the trench, Cheng Shixiong was unrelenting, while "straight thief, thief, and don't escape, come and fight with Lao Cheng!" He cursed, and jumped into the trenches.

Liu Wushu was angry in his heart, but fighting alone was what Cheng Shixiong was good at, and he already knew that he was inferior to Cheng Shixiong in terms of martial arts, not to mention that he was injured at this time, so he had to jump off the moat, swim to the base of the city wall, and shout upwards with his throat. Cheng Shixiong was naturally not stupid enough to swim across the river to catch him, so he only stood on the riverbank and scolded.

The defenders of the city head of the Northern Han City heard the shouts of the city, and immediately lit the lantern torches, but they couldn't see the appearance of the person under the city, and after a while, a general who was familiar with Liu Jiye came, and he knew Liu Jiye's voice, and hurriedly asked someone to use a rope to go down a big basket from the head of the city, and asked him to sit in the basket, so as to pull the grizzled general up to the city.

Cheng Shixiong pointed to the city and scolded for a while, worried that the city would send troops out to intercept it, so he turned over and returned to the camp. The battle in the battalion had ended at this time, and the battalions would correct and lead their troops to clean up the battlefield, while Cheng Shixiong's personal soldiers chased out of the camp with fear under the leadership of a general, and they did not relax until they saw Cheng Shixiong.

Hundreds of torches surrounded Cheng Shixiong, welcoming the general back to the camp, the sergeant of the battalion heard that General Cheng was unharmed, and immediately burst into bursts of cheers, cheers one after another like surging waves, Yang Hao was in it, and really felt how great Cheng Shixiong's personal charm was in his team.

Can I, too? Yang Hao's mouth was a little dry.

Cheng Shixiong had already seen him holding a torch with a bloody face, which looked ugly, and if a delicate little lady saw it, she might be scared to have nightmares, but in the eyes of General Cheng, it was the most glorious medal for a soldier.

He didn't show special care for Yang Hao in front of people, just glanced back at the camp with a faint glance. After entering the front camp, he ordered to go down and immediately report the details of the enemy's sneak attack to the Guanjiaxing camp, and then transmitted the news to the rest of the battalions of the formation and the three besieging armies in the east, south, and north by means of drums and lights, and then returned to the main camp of the Chinese army.

Yang Hao noticed that Cheng Shixiong did not ask a word about the handling of prisoners and cleaning up the battlefield in the front battalion, and completely handed over the responsibility of the former battalion guards. The generals of the other battalions under his command also strictly guarded the camp, and none of them left the team to rush to comfort the commander's safety, only to send out inquiries with light signals, and after learning that Cheng Shixiong was safe and sound, the lights of each battalion were extinguished one after another, and they entered a silence, as if there had never been such a fierce battle tonight, Yang Hao couldn't help but secretly admire this seemingly rough man for managing the army well.

Back in the Chinese army, Cheng Shixiong and his own soldiers came to the Jiaoying stove together, and personally brought water from the newly dug well, the soldiers washed each other's blood, General Cheng was naked like an ordinary soldier, if it wasn't for the injury on his arm, it seems that he would also carry a bucket of water and take a shower happily.

The soldiers giggled and washed the blood stains on their bodies, some of their robed brothers died in the first battle, and some were wounded, broken hands and feet, and are now recuperating under the care of Lang Zhong, but Yang Hao could not see a trace of sadness and remembrance on the faces of these soldiers, although when Fang Cai was fighting side by side, these men could not hesitate to block a knife for their companions.

Writing life with swords and guns, treating life and death as idle, this is the rugged Northwest Han. Yang Hao, who had been depressed because of Shi Shuang's death, couldn't help but open his mind when he saw these good men putting down the happiness of life and death, and the stuffiness that had been accumulated in his chest because of Shi Shuang's death was swept away.

He untied the cloth that bound his hair and let his long hair be scattered; took off his blood-stained robe, naked his body that was slightly thin compared to the robes, carried a bucket of water, poured it from the top of his head, shook off the fine droplets, and looked up at the quiet and blue sky, there were countless stars in the sky, and there was one there, which must be the heroic spirit of Shishuang.

"Brother, yes, look at your quiet manners, the first time you went into battle to kill the enemy, you dared to kill so fiercely, like our soldiers in the northwest, you didn't embarrass our general." When he walked back, Fan Laosi put his arm on Yang Hao's shoulder and praised him.

Recruits are always excluded and bullied, even if General Cheng once called him "Brother Hao", if he was a seed, no one would take him seriously. On the battlefield, if you want to win the respect of others, you have to fight with your ability to fight with a knife and a gun, and in today's battle, Yang Hao has been regarded as his own by these arrogant soldiers and outlaws under Cheng Shixiong.

Back in the Chinese army, all the relatives and guards dispersed, and each went back to the camp tent to rest, Cheng Shixiong opened the tent curtain and was about to enter the tent, when he suddenly stopped, turned his head and called: "Yang Hao." ”

The camp where Yang Hao lived was on the left side of the general's tent, and he was about to enter the tent, when he heard the sound, he stopped and turned to look: "General." ”

"Have you made up for the three knives you left tonight?"

Yang Hao was slightly stunned, and then showed a knowing smile, he clasped his hands into fists, and said solemnly: "General Hui, those three knives have been made up by his subordinates." ”

Cheng Shixiong touched the beard under his chin, looked at him sideways, and the light in the camp tent flowed out, reflecting on his eyes, and there was a hint of cunning in his eyes: "How is this human flesh stake better than that stake?" ”

Yang Hao sighed and replied, "It's not easy to split." ”

Cheng Shixiong laughed, and as soon as he lifted the curtain of the tent, he went in: "It's a good rest, the eldest husband wants to get ahead, and there are still human flesh stakes waiting for you to cut in this world." ”