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The mighty river, a row of ferry sails full, like flying arrows, from the north of the river to the south. Outside, there was a turbulent river, and in the cabin, many soldiers were holding the side of the boat, their eyes closed, and their faces were as white as paper.

Zhou He was even more covered with white sweat, and suddenly opened his mouth, and the acid water in his stomach spurted out. He only felt that the sky was spinning, his body tilted, and he actually plunged into the river.

At this moment, a large hand grabbed his belt violently, pulled him back, and fell heavily to the bottom of the boat, which was like turning around from the ghost gate.

"Chief, thank you for saving your life!"

Xiong Xin waved his hand: "Don't talk about these useless things, who of you are seasick, I have a rope, no matter if you spit out a boat, don't fall into the river, otherwise no one will be able to save you." A good man, instead of dying on the battlefield, he drowned, that would be a joke! ”

Saying that, Xiong Xin stood up, took the rope, and checked the condition of the soldiers one by one, for fear of being in danger again.

"Shed chief, you are also a northerner, why are you not afraid of seasickness?"

Xiong Xin smiled slightly: "I'm also afraid, and the first time I took a boat, I vomited worse than you, and as a result, I was on the boat for a month, slowly spitting and spitting, and I got used to it!" ”

A soldier asked with a smile: "Chief, I heard that you went south with Grandpa Guo, and you were still protecting the little emperor at that time?" ”

"Hmm!"

As soon as they heard the emperor, the big guys were interested, and some people laughed and said: "I heard that the emperor is the true dragon son of heaven, and there are hundreds of spirits around him to help, and the gods and Buddhas of the heavens are protecting him!" ”

In order to divert the attention of the soldiers, Xiong Xin also smiled: "The little emperor is also a mortal. The two of us were throwing up together at the bow of the boat. If there is any god and Buddha to protect it, it is our grandfather, that is. It's those loyal soldiers! ”

"Chief, did you fight the Tartars at that time? Did Grandpa Guo praise you? ”

"No, but, but my father died in battle, and Grandpa Guo personally put his spiritual position into the Martial Temple!"

mentioned his father, Xiong Xin's eyes became hazy, his father was Xiong Hui. It was he who sacrificed his life to blow up the city gate that gave Gu Zhenhua a chance to escape.

As Xiong Hui's only son, Gu Zhenhua is resolutely opposed to Xiong Xin's joining the army. According to Gu Zhenhua's idea, it is to take Xiong Xin with him and train him well, let him read and write, and become a civil official in the future. Leave the days of licking blood forever. In this way, it is worthy of Xiong Hui's spirit in the sky.

But Xiong Xin, this kid is particularly tough, his father recognized Gu Zhenhua as a life-saving benefactor, so he wanted to sacrifice his life to save him, and he also recognized a way, to inherit his father's career, really make contributions on the field, and glorify his ancestors.

He even threatened Gu Zhenhua in person, if he didn't agree. He immediately wiped his neck. Gu Zhenhua could only put him in the juvenile camp, and Xiong Xin trained honestly at the beginning. But in the next year, he will be eighteen years old, and the children in the youth camp are all fourteen or fifteen years.

This kid's stubborn temper came up again, begged 6 Yong for help, and transferred him to the regular army. However, the superiors intentionally or unintentionally put Xiong Xin in the rear, no matter how good his shooting performance was, no matter how good his white-edged kung fu was, he didn't have a chance to go to the front line.

Holding back, he finally went south to Huguang this time, allowing Xiong Xin to seize an opportunity. Looking at the surging waters of the Yangtze River, Xiong Xin secretly clenched his fists.

"Dad, your old heroic spirit wants to bless the child, as long as the child makes contributions, your old deeds will let everyone in the world know that you are a real hero!"

Just then, the ship approached the shore.

"Hurry, hurry up!"

Hearing the shouting, Xiong Xin hurriedly led his men ashore and stepped on the solid ground, and the faces of these soldiers finally regained a hint of human color.

The cold river breeze blew, everyone's heads cleared up a lot, and these young lads all regained their spirits.

The place where they ascended 6 was only five miles away from Bailuji, in fact, this was quite dangerous, once Wang Yuncheng was prepared, he would not want to succeed in ascending 6. However, Gu Zhenhua has absolute confidence, Wang Yuncheng's attention is on the front, and Gu Zhenhua also bought off a general named Gao Kui.

These generals basically have no loyalty at all, all they want is glory and wealth, when Gu Zhenhua sent someone to put 100,000 silver in front of him, plus the position of a general soldier, Gao Kui obediently fell to An **.

He was leading his men to lead the way to the soldiers on the south bank.

Xiong Xin and the others rested for a quarter of an hour, and gradually regained their full spirits, and everyone trotted towards Wang Yuncheng's rear with fire guns in their hands.

As soon as the connoisseur stretched out his hand, he knew if there was one, and Gao Kui led the way in front. The running sound of Ann ** behind him made him hairy all over his body.

When he turned his head suddenly, everyone moved exactly the same, the degree was exactly the same, the steps were not fast or slow, and only the sound of footsteps and breathing could be heard. This is not the army at all, is it learning from the monkey to pull out the hair?

Gao Kui knew in his heart that let alone let his subordinates run, even if he stood there still, he didn't have the strength to be uniform. A guy like him who came from a reckless background will never understand how An ** trains, and in his heart he can only regard these people as heavenly soldiers.

Looking at it now, it is right to surrender as soon as possible, if you still follow Wang Yuncheng, it will definitely be a dead end!

An ** of a regiment arrived at the rear of Wang Yuncheng's flank, and everyone lined up in a neat battle queue, waiting to destroy the opponent.

Xiong Xin squatted on the ground, his butt against his heels, and his waist was straight. The fingers grasping the firebolt gradually turned white.

On the training ground, and even at the bedside, he has practiced how to kill an enemy thousands of times, but until now, it is the first time he has gone to the battlefield, and he is no longer facing a target, but a living person!

Inside his chest, the fiery heart kept beating, and his face was unconsciously red.

At this moment, suddenly the cannon sound at the head of the city sounded, and three cannons sounded in a row, and Xiong Xin subconsciously stood up.

Finally, the war drums sounded, and the three battalions marched forward in a zigzag shape with the battalion level as a unit. This queue is pulling faster than it used to fight the Tartars. The distance between the soldiers was even greater.

But everyone is not afraid, the Tartars can't win them, and these rice buckets are even more useless!

"The wolf smoke rises. Looking north to the ......"

The majestic song sounded, and the blood was constantly boiling. Almost 100 degrees, a group of chaotic soldiers appeared in front of me.

With horror, confusion, and fear, they watched these soldiers approaching with extremely strange eyes. Some of them were holding on to the fire. I wanted to shoot, but visually, it was too far away. Missed at all.

"Prepare for the front row!"

The command sounded, Xiong Xin subconsciously knelt on one leg and picked up the fire gun in an instant.

"Shoot!"

Shots rang out, and a volley of red-hot projectiles shot out. Through a thin layer of gunsmoke. Xiong Xin clearly saw that his bullet had hit an enemy one hundred and twenty paces away.

This guy only had a tattered piece of leather armor on his body, and he couldn't stop the impact of the lead pellets. It was as if a sledgehammer had smashed into him. A fist-sized hole appeared in the abdomen, and the flesh was carried out with the deformed lead pellet.

Dripping blood, filthy internal organs, extraordinarily ugly. The soldier subconsciously lowered his head, and the corpse fell straight to the ground.

A qiē is in a moment of electric light. Xiong Xin seemed to see this guy's desperate struggle and painful eyes! The exhilaration of killing permeated the body of the bear heart for a moment, and it was an indescribable feeling, as if it had found an innate stage.

Just as he stepped back to charge, Xiong Xin was looking forward to being able to send death out again.

Under one round of shooting, fifty or sixty people fell. Wang Yuncheng's subordinates had never seen a firecracker, but they had never seen such a fierce weapon.

Only an archer like Huang Zhong can penetrate Yang in a hundred steps, but all the firecrackers have this amazing ability. The fruitful results were not seen in their eyes at all, and these people still followed the beat of the drum, constantly approaching. Rows and rows of firebolts were struck, and rows and rows fell.

In an instant, two or three hundred soldiers fell to the ground and became corpses, while An ** did not have a single casualty!

The disparity in proportion finally scared these guys stupidly, and I don't know who took the lead in shouting: "Run!" ”

One ran, two ran, and Wang Yuncheng's rear army was completely chaotic.

At this time, Wang Yuncheng was not aware of it, he was immersed in the joy of the plot. Wang Yuncheng knew that Zhang Yingyuan was a pioneer, so he deliberately released water so that Zhang Yingyuan could kill in.

As Zhang Yingyuan went deeper and deeper, soldiers on both sides rushed up, cutting off the connection between Zhang Yingyuan and the back, and went deep alone. The hook and sickle gunner, who was secretly ambushing, rushed out and hooked Zhang Yingyuan's horse legs down.

fell to the ground, Zhang Yingyuan also felt bad, he could only grit his teeth and fight hard, holding the waist knife in his hand, slashing frantically. Without a war horse, there are no legs, and after cutting down more than a dozen people, Zhang Yingyuan is exhausted.

At this time, those nasty hook and sickle gunners rushed up again and stabbed him indiscriminately, Zhang Yingyuan had several more wounds on his body, and blood gushed out. Suddenly, another group of archers rushed over, and they were facing Zhang Yingyuan, and it was a mess of arrows. He tried his best to block, but it still had no effect, an arrow hit Zhang Yingyuan's eyeball, he screamed in pain, the waist knife fell to the ground, and then his chest was pierced by more than a dozen big guns, and the blood was drained!

cut off Zhang Yingyuan's head, and immediately Wang Yuncheng's subordinates carnivaled.

"Zhang Yingyuan is dead! Zhang Yingyuan is dead! Zhang Yingyuan is finally dead! ”

They provoked the head, and ran towards Wang Yuncheng like the wind, and Wang Yuncheng, who was supervising the battle in the Chinese army, saw this human head, and immediately jumped off the horse, took a few steps to the front, and grabbed the head in his hand.

A black head, ugly features, and a bow and arrow in one eyeball. The other eye was still round, as if he was still unwilling and wanted to take revenge, Wang Yuncheng didn't care, and smacked fiercely.

"Hahaha, you dare to kill my Wang family, use your dog's head to sacrifice the flag today!"

Wang Yuncheng laughed wildly: "Take his head and let Zuo Mengeng's son see, do he dare to fight with the old man!" ”

The morale of his subordinates was also greatly shaken, carrying their heads, and running forward, where they passed, Wang Yuncheng's subordinates were boiling with enthusiasm and their combat effectiveness skyrocketed.

Although they did not have an advantage in numbers, under the skyrocketing morale, they actually pressed Zuo Mengeng to fight. made this young marshal retreat one after another. Ma Jinzhong and the others were even more hesitant, Zuo Mengeng really had no choice but to ask An ** to make a move!

An ** arrogantly pressed up from Wang Yuncheng's rear, their team was unstoppable at all, all the way forward, all the soldiers only had to do one simple thing, shoot, load, shoot again, reload. When the enemy in front of them began to rout, they did not hesitate to move forward.

That's it, no matter how elite the opponent sent, no matter whether it is infantry or cavalry, they can't stop An's sharp firecracker.

Xiong Xin kept counting to himself, he had fired ten shots, and there were six enemies dead in front of him, and two were wounded.

They are like this, like Mount Tai pressing on the top, the torrent is rolling, rushing forward!

War may be so easy, as long as you have good enough weapons and strong enough discipline, you can be invincible and invincible.

"Look at the handsome flag over there!"

Someone pointed excitedly, Xiong Xin hurriedly raised his head, and sure enough, on top of a mountain bag in front, there was just a big flag more than one zhang high, the blue flag was flying in the wind, and in the middle was a huge king word!

"Brothers, it's Wang Yuncheng, rush up and capture him alive."

Xiong Xin beckoned to his subordinates and rushed in the direction of the dirt bag.

On top of the soil bag, Wang Yuncheng was observing An **'s movements.

To tell the truth, there is no first in the text, and there is no second in the martial arts. Although An's record is impressive, Wang Yuncheng may not be truly impressed. No matter how powerful it is, it is flesh and blood, it can't be a heavenly soldier and a general!

But really facing An **, Wang Yuncheng's heart became cold and cold, these guys are not heavenly soldiers, but they are soul collectors from the underworld!

The sound of the drum is the note of their urging, and the fire gun in their hands is a full mourning stick, and whoever touches it is unlucky.

"Total, Chief, five hundred brothers, five hundred brothers, all killed, I, we did our best! You'll have to figure it out! ”

A guerrilla covered in blood ran over and pounced in front of Wang Yuncheng, a character who would not frown in the face of the dead, was actually scared by An **, and was so frightened that he was terrified.

This is simply a one-sided slaughter, and they have no ability to fight back. Barely rushed within a hundred paces, but at most seventy paces. Arrows and arrows can't reach them, so they can only be used as targets.

Since the beginning of the An ** attack, more than 2,000 soldiers have been crushed, these are Wang Yuncheng's henchmen, and he is simply distressed to death!

Wang Yuncheng was also stunned by such blood, and An ** was like an unstoppable torrent, rushing towards him.

"Let's go, run!"

Wang Yuncheng hurriedly got on the horse and was about to escape, but at this time, Xiong Xin had already locked on him. (To be continued......)