This battle is indeed not easy, and the courage of Luo Shixin is also full of dangers, and he cannot go up and down in the air, so that he is controlled everywhere. Thanks to Pingyang's amazing bow and arrows, otherwise Chen Zhengdao would be able to keep an eye on it, and it would be really hanging whether he could climb the city tower.

Luo Shixin, who had gone up to the city tower and was down-to-earth, turned into a fierce tiger who was out of charge, and Teng Dun shook out in his hand, knocking a soldier who was forced in front of him to the ground.

Looking at the Jianghuai army that gathered up, Luo Shixin didn't even have a chance to draw his sword and take his gun, so he simply fought with his bare hands and laughed: "Come up together, let me kill happily!" His voice fell, and he rushed towards the nearest Jianghuai soldier with his fist, and the huge iron fist hit the opponent's chest with a sound of breaking through the air.

Someone came to slash with a knife, and there was an idea that it would be easy to be injured.

Luo Shi sneered at the bottom of his confidence, did not dodge or dodge, but changed his hand to grasp, the five fingers were in the shape of tiger claws, and the latter came first, pinching the wrist wound of the opponent's knife, and the five fingers were closed to make force, but when he heard the "click", the opponent's hand bones were crushed with great force.

The soldier of the Jianghuai Army was certainly brave, but how could he stand such pain, he screamed, and the war knife in his hand fell involuntarily.

Luo Shixin's eyes were quick, he flew up and kicked the hilt of the war knife, and the war knife roared and pierced into the chest of another Jianghuai soldier, and then grabbed the shoulders of the Jianghuai soldier in front of him with both hands, used him as a weapon, and swept around.

The power of this sweep has the spirit of Dian Wei in the Romance of the Death Palace, and seven or eight people around him were smashed to the ground by him and couldn't get up.

He rushed straight into the crowd with his fight, wielding his human weapons from side to side. In a short time, more than 30 people had been beaten, and the surrounding Jianghuai army was emptied, and the Lingnan soldiers who climbed up had won the opportunity and time.

Gradually, the second and third Lingnan warriors ascended to the top of the city.

Luo Shixin threw the corpse in his hand into the crowd. The man who smashed into one piece calmly took the spear hanging on his back.

With a spear in hand, Luo Shixin's combat effectiveness has risen by a generation!

Between swinging left and right, like chopping melons and vegetables, the Jianghuai soldiers within the attack range were killed one by one.

The Jianghuai soldiers around shouted in unison, frightened and angry.

Luo Shixin was even more crazy. Spears fly, thousands of armies split. The momentum of the field has been formed again. As long as the Jianghuai army enters the attack range, it will be fatally killed.

After a while, I saw that the camp was splattered with blood, and there were no less than a hundred corpses on the ground. It's all a one-hit kill. Column of blood shoots.

The Jianghuai soldiers around are also veterans of battle, who have come from the troubled times, and eight or nine times out of ten have killed people with their own hands, and there are not a few, most of them know that the more afraid of death on the battlefield, the faster they will die. But even if they understood this truth at this moment, they still couldn't help but show a look of horror.

JAC was so small that they never really met a tiger general who could turn the situation around on their own. This is the first time I encountered it. Naturally, I couldn't help but feel chilled, and my fighting spirit was greatly reduced.

But with the sound of drums. One by one, the Jianghuai army rushed towards Luo Shixin and killed him.

Luo Shi's confidence is like a mirror, and the excessive killing did not make him lose his mind, but became more and more calm, and between the actions and the lives of the enemy, he did not lose his red eyes, and approached the other end of the camp step by step.

There were Luo Shixin making trouble on the camp, and more and more soldiers from Lingnan climbed the camp, but they fought separately in the small city, constantly fighting for every inch of land on the camp with flesh and blood.

Yang Chun slashed over a Jianghuai army with a knife, panting heavily, he was the second warrior to come up with Luo Shixin, but because he lost Luo Shixin's traces, he could only fight with a few unknown soldiers back to back with several times his own Jianghuai army.

After all, there were only a few people who could climb the barracks, and because they were in different positions at the head of the city, most of them fell into a situation of siege. At this time, the pressure of the enemy was increasing, his armor was splashed with his own blood and that of the enemy, his body was scarred, and his weapon had been rolled up.

"If you keep killing, will it be dangerous?"

Yang Chun was anxious in his heart, but he still shouted and encouraged his morale, gritting his teeth and persevering.

In vain, the pressure is greatly reduced.

A figure appeared in front of him, Yang Chun instinctively slashed over, but let the other party snatch the knife, and when he looked at it, it turned out to be the main general Luo Shixin.

The young commander actually broke through the crowd and killed him in front of him, not caring about his sword, but instead took out his treasure knife from his waist and handed it to him, saying, "Don't defile my sword!" As he spoke, he flicked his spear and killed a Jianghuai soldier to the ground, flicked his long flowing and bloody hair and said: "There are many people like you, kill me with me!" ”

From top to bottom, it was almost as if he had been fished out of blood, and he exuded an amazing will to fight.

Yang Chun was second only to Luo Shixin and climbed the camp, facing the siege of many people, but he was not as calm as Luo Shixin, with many injuries on his body, and he was tired after fighting for a long time. But he looked at the bright and dazzling seven-star horizontal knife in his hand, and then looked at Luo Shixin, who was tirelessly shouting in front of him, gritted his teeth and ran hard to keep up, and the seven-star knife in his hand also showed its might, slashing left and right.

Yang Chun followed Luo Shixin like this, I don't know how many people were killed, their team gradually gathered more and more, and finally became a group: those soldiers who had worked hard to climb up and were besieged, like a stream, gradually gathered behind Luo Shixin, and their strength gradually grew stronger, and they gradually grasped the initiative.

"Dang!"

Luo Shixin's gun turned out to be erected.

A fierce general with a Daguan sword and armor appeared in front of Luo Shixin.

Chen Zhengdao finally appeared in front of Luo Shixin, feeling the strength of the gun, resisting the feeling of retreating.

Since Luo Shixin ascended the city, Chen Zhengdao has been very shameful and sensible hidden.

He was not afraid of death, but knew that he was not Luo Shixin's opponent, and rushing forward with a sullen head would only make Luo Shixin pick, and then the momentum of the Jianghuai army plummeted, and Qinglin fell.

It's better to let him go unchecked, let him kill alone, and send soldiers to bring him meat.

The power of one person on the battlefield is limited after all. Qinglin has enough soldiers, although Luo Shixin is extremely brave, but how many people can one person really kill?

One hundred and two hundred, or one thousand and two thousand?

Even if a person is beaten with iron, there will be a time when he will be tired and unable to kill, and he avoids Luo Shixin's edge and puts his mind on the other Lingnan soldiers who climbed the city tower, as long as the other soldiers are controlled under the camp, Qinglin can be guaranteed.

As long as Qinglin is not lost, even if Luo Shixin kills 12,000, what can he do?

But before his calculation started, Luo Shixin broke it, Luo Shixin was brave and ruthless, but he was not cruel and murderous, and he did not have any interest in a group of meat sent to the door to brush his experience, but actively collected the Lingnan soldiers who attacked the camp.

The power of one person is limited, but the threat posed by a hundred people and one Luo Shixin is immeasurable.

As Luo Shixin gathered more and more soldiers, if Luo Shixin's troops were not wiped out, it would not be long before they could rely on Luo Shixin's courage and encroach on the city until Qinglin fell.

Chen Zhengdao fought a lot of grievances in this battle, obviously taking advantage of the defense, but in the face of Luo Shixin, who was as strong as a monster, he didn't have the slightest advantage, but was in a situation of being suppressed. Now that the shape is extremely critical, he can no longer be allowed to avoid without fighting, so he has to bite the bullet.

Luo Shixin has been fighting hard for more than an hour, and his strength should be weak, Chen Zhengdao has been paying attention to recuperating his strength, but he is not completely without the strength to fight. This knife went down, and he was bitter, and he found that Luo Shixin's strength was still domineering and fierce, and it was difficult to resist.

At this moment, Chen Zhengdao gritted his teeth and unloaded his strength, and was about to make a move, only to hear a thunderous shout, and a sharp wind pressed down!

walked into Luo Shixin's field, how could he have a chance to fight back.

Luo Shixin's second shot had already been hit.

Chen Zhengdao raised the Daguan knife to block upward, and as soon as he raised his hand, he already felt that something was wrong: this overwhelming wind was extremely powerful, and the fact that they had not yet touched each other actually gave him an irresistible illusion.

There was a big earthquake on the ground, and with all his efforts, Chen Zhengdao finally blocked the shot from top to bottom, and suddenly felt that the qi and blood in his whole body were surging wildly in his body, and several blood flowed out of his facial features.

The body was shaky, not daring to wait for the next blow, and the hovering Daguan knife swept sideways. This counterattack was so fierce that it brought up a strong wind.

The Daguan knife is seventy or eighty pounds, and when it comes to this person's hand, it is as round as a windmill in the hand of a child. At this juncture of restraint, he can still slash such a powerful blow.

This No. 1 fierce general in the south is not in vain.

Luo Shixin was surprised, his mind moved, Daguan Dao and Mo Dao are the same, his Tianjie Army just lacks a Mo Dao commander, and he also received the next killing move, and the spear was out.

Chen Zhengdao flashed a few shots in a row, staggered, and before he could gain a firm foothold, he was swept in the chest, and the whole person fell into the crowd and lost his combat effectiveness.

"Tie me up!"

Luo Shixin laughed and rushed to the crowd again.

With the capture of Chen Zhengdao, the resistance of the Jianghuai army became weaker and weaker, and more and more soldiers boarded the barracks, and the Tang army had completely occupied the initiative, gradually occupying the barracks and city walls, and then conquering the city gates, opening the city gates, and gradually developing from the original offensive and defensive warfare to mountain and forest warfare.

The Lingnan warriors are famous for their mountain and forest warfare, and how the Jianghuai army is the enemy is defeated and retreated, and the Qinglin falls.

From the beginning of the battle to the end, Roshi credited less than an hour and a half, half an hour faster than the expected half-day.

The Lingnan soldiers suffered more than 1,000 casualties, although they also paid a lot of price, but it was impossible not to pay the price for fighting a tough battle. There is no doubt that compared with Huang Junhan's long-term consumption, Luo Shixin's method of long-term pain is better than short-term pain, which is better than not knowing how much, and the fight is not beautiful. (To be continued......)