Wang Bodang stretched out his hand in vain, but did not hold Wu Heimin, and only grabbed back the cold rain in one hand. "That's it!" He raised his head to the sky and roared, threw the rain and blood in his hand forward, and led the dozens of remaining brothers around him to follow behind Wu Heimin. The moment he took the step, he glanced in the direction of the main camp, with indescribable disappointment in his eyes.

Like the rest of the commanders of the Wagang Outer Battalion, the reason why Wang Bodang worshiped Li Mi as a big boss was because he believed that Li Mi was the next true son of heaven predicted in Tao Li Zhang. "People who can go through so many ups and downs but have been strong and survived may be blessed!" With this in mind, he carried out any of Li Mi's orders to the letter. I look forward to the day when I can achieve positive results, no longer being a bandit leader, but the founding hero of the new court, admired by thousands of people in the world.

No one is born willing to be a thief, and no one wants their children and grandchildren to be pointed at the back and scolded, "Thief baby!" ”。 It was Li Mi who told him that when he was a thief, he could be crowned a marquis. Fighting the country is the same as robbery, but everyone slaughters a fat sheep and then sits on the ground to share the spoils. Wang Bodang accepted this view, and he saw Li Mi as his hope to change his fate. It's just that he never expected that the "true destiny" chosen by God would be such a sinister and cunning character!

He didn't blame Li Mi for bribing the fortune teller Jia Xiong with gold and silver, and coaxed the superstitious Zhai Rang to give away the position of the leader of the Wagang Army. In ancient times, those who became great businesses were not informal, and if the Wagang Army continued to be in the hands of Zhai Rang, sooner or later it would be ruined by this ambitious person.

He didn't blame Li Mi for wanting to exclude Xu Maogong, who was good at fighting, by all means after becoming a big boss. As the saying goes, "there are no two days in the sky, and there are no two masters in the country", it is not a good thing that there are too many core characters on a Wagang Mountain. Excluding Xu Maogong and others on the edge of the decision-making circle is the only way for Li Mi to master the entire cottage and show his might.

But today, Wang Bodang is completely disappointed with Li Mi's behavior. Because of the lack of food in the army, this person drove nearly 100,000 brothers to the battlefield to die without any certainty! What did he think of these brethren? Can you sweep down to the table at any time, an ignorant and unconscious chess piece? What does he think of Yusaburo Wang Bodang? Could it be that after experiencing so many crises together, Li Mi is still afraid that he will find out that his power is weak, and he will abandon it like those philistine villains?

Wang Bodang understands Wu Heimin's mood, just as he understands himself at this time. With both hands on his hand, he roared and pounced on a group of county soldiers who came in formation, rushing left and right, fighting for his life like a madman.

Wu Heimin picked up the iron fork and rushed to kill on the right side of Wang Bodang. He had multiple wounds on his body, and the rain poured into it from the wounds, washing out the bones of the white flowers. Wu Heimin, who had already been released, didn't feel the pain, and the iron fork danced like a wheel. All those who tried to attack him were smashed straight out by him, lying in the bloody mud and rolling in agony. The Wagang army minions following behind the two of them were also getting fewer and fewer, and it was difficult to form a complete attack queue. But all the brethren would not retreat, and if the two leaders were to die in battle, they would not steal their lives. Pour it together vigorously, and when the time comes, you will raise a bowl of Meng Po soup and make wine on the way to life!

As if intimidated by the crazy actions of the Wagang army, the advance speed of the county soldiers slowed down significantly. They drove the desperate ones out of the formation, and then slowly adjusted their formation on the spot. "Stop, stop!" In the center of the military formations, the battle flags that were already soaked were waved vigorously by the standard-bearers, and they were thrown hard, like a dragon.

Wu Heimin smashed several wooden spears with an iron fork and rushed towards the enemy. Enemies who have lost their weapons quickly disperse and quickly retreat into the protective circle of their companions. "Come on, come on, kill me!" Wu Heimin shouted hoarsely, his voice hoarse as a broken gong. There was a trace of contemptuous pity in the eyes of the county soldier in front of him, and he slowly distanced himself from him backwards.

"Fight, there is a kind of war!" Wu Heimin, who felt insulted, shouted and was about to pounce. His shoulders suddenly tightened, and his upper arms were firmly grasped by Wang Bodang. "Get out of the way, don't follow Lao Tzu if you're afraid of death!" He shouted, trying to break free from his companions, and continued to fight the enemy. The other party refused to let go at all, but pointed behind the heavy rain curtain with a long lance, opened and closed his mouth, couldn't say a word, and the expression on his face was extremely terrifying.

Thunder, a dense and continuous thunder rolling from the sky, rolling closer and closer. Wu Heimin also heard it, and in an instant, he felt cold from head to toe. It wasn't real thunder, it was the sound of horses' hooves hitting the ground. Wu Heimin, who had been a horse thief before, could judge that there were at least more than 1,000 enemy horsemen who rushed over, and all of them were well-trained.

"Retreat, form a phalanx!" Wu Heimin shouted with all his strength. The enemy did not retreat out of fear, but deliberately retreated to make room for the cavalry that had split the ground. Damn Wang Bodang, he actually had a dumb voice at such a critical moment!

"Retreat, form a phalanx!" The dead soldiers beside Wu Heimin and Wang Bodang's personal soldiers shouted at the same time. Suddenly, he found that the Wagang army, which had greatly reduced the pressure in front of them, was at a loss, and when he heard the shouting, he hurriedly gathered around his respective officers.

It's too late. Large, cold raindrops were followed by a sudden flash of black lightning. Hundreds of feathered arrows carried the wind and the cold, sowing death and terror in the hearts of Wagang minions.

It was the Boling Elite Cavalry, and they finally appeared, when the Wagang army was exhausted. Hundreds of minions fell to the ground before they could scream, red blood spurting hot from the wound into the sky, intertwining with the pink rain and falling back to the earth, adding another layer of weight to the red river.

It was nothing short of a murder. The killer does not have to think about the risk to himself. They used the rain as a cover and plundered life to their heart's content. And the slain could not see where the risk came from, and when they saw the cold light behind the rain curtain, the bull head and horse face had already put his hands on their shoulders.

"Array, array!" Wu Heimin shouted loudly, urging the minions around him to use the most appropriate method to protect themselves. But except for him and Wang Bodang's subordinates, no one would obey this order. The minions of the Wagang Army were stunned, and some of them rushed towards the feather arrows and were shot alive into hedgehogs. Some people are clever and bow their backs, thinking that in this way they will not be used as targets by the enemy. Several streams flew in with raindrops, shooting through the leather armor and smashing them all into the red mud.

The front and back are only about six breaths, but for the Wagang people who are hovering on the edge of life and death, it is as long as a hundred years. They screamed in despair, cursing loudly with all the words they could say. Curse the murderer, curse the demon who uses the rain as a tool to kill. Some desperate leaders even raised their swords to the sky, inviting evil spirits who might be hiding behind the dark clouds to show up and fight. The answer to him was still a cold arrow, which went down his throat and came out from the back of his neck, bringing out large streams of blood at the same time.

"Come out, you come out, surnamed Li, I know you're there!" Wu Heimin was also crazy, and he couldn't wait to see his opponent die immediately. He swung his steel fork and smashed the rain and the arrows outward. Finally, he got his wish. A warhorse broke through the rain and appeared fifty paces away from him. It was a pure black telephony from the Western Regions, four years old, taller than an ordinary war horse, and half a shoulder. Majestic-looking. The enemy on horseback ignored anyone's provocations, neatly retracted his bow, and pointed forward with his sword in one hand. More than 1,000 cavalrymen lined up into several steel knives and slashed at Wu Heimin's heart. (Note 1)

"Li Xu!" Wu Heimin let out a desperate wail in his heart. It's his old friend Li Xu, who hasn't seen him for many years, and the hairy boy of the past has completely changed. With a tiger's back, a bear's waist, and a full beard, he sits on a war horse like a legendary god. He knew the horse, and he knew the black knife. Wu Heimin could even distinguish the tactics used by the other party, which was clearly the crystallization of the two cavalry tactics of the Central Plains and the desert, and the shadow of the Turkic wolf cavalry could be vaguely seen in it.

How could the exhausted Wagang Army stop such a tiger and wolf army. The moment the cavalry raised their horizontal swords, the killing had already begun. More than 1,000 light armored cavalry were divided into several squads, and the wind swept towards the Wagang people. The front hooves of the war horse splashed large patches of mud, and the mud fell, and the sword light swept over. Wagang raised their weapons to save themselves, but blocked a gap, and the horizontal knife was whipped on them like a leather whip, drawing the armor into two sections, and cutting a long cut in the skin under the armor, which was not deep, but enough to drain all the physical strength of people in an instant.

"Ahh A Wagang minion who had been stabbed screamed violently. The laceration in his body stretched from his shoulder to his lower abdomen. The red plasma spurted out of the crack like water, endlessly. The executioner with the knife rushed past him without looking back, slapping his horse and killing the next target. The screams of the wounded stopped abruptly, and the unconscious corpse staggered a few steps through the rain curtain and threw itself forward, splashing a huge cloud of red.

The cavalry entered the flock like a tiger and hunted their opponents wantonly. Their moves are extremely simple, just the right arm is stretched diagonally, and they keep swinging their knives and swinging them. But with the help of the war horse, this simple and extreme trick actually exerted unimaginable lethality. The Wagang people could not stop it, not even the demand to slow down the cavalry. Several huge cracks were cut out in an instant in the panicked crowd, crimson and red, extending deeper and deeper in the dark wind and rain until the entire array was cut into several sections.

Li Xu almost brushed the tip of Wu Heimin's steel fork and rushed over, the two armies were fighting, and he was not allowed to stop and fight alone. He must seize this opportunity to break up the ranks of the Wagang army as quickly as possible and cut the morale of the Wagang people.

The commander of the enemy army is not a mediocre talent, he is just a little short-tempered, coupled with a lack of actual combat experience. After a long time, this person will naturally see the flaws of the county soldiers. But the battle-hardened Asahi will never give her opponent a chance to readjust her tactics. He urged his war horse and rushed forward quickly in the wind and rain, and Zhou Daniu followed behind him, holding a crimson battle flag in both hands. The rain-soaked flag weighed more than the pig iron, but the bull refused to let the battle flag roll up, waving his arms vigorously. The battle flag rolled comfortably in the wind and rain, and kept sending out "Bang! The red juice splashed down with the crisp sound, and it was impossible to tell whether it was human blood or the color of the fabric.

The water on the ground had already reached the horse's hooves, as if ignited by the lightning that kept falling from the sky, and it was as beautiful as fire. Several pikemen rushed over on the "flames", trying to create a miracle with their personal courage. Li Xu used the black knife to remove the head of the spear that was stabbing at him, and waved his arm sharply. The pikemen fell one after another, as if they had lost their leather puppets.

"Kill them!" Li Xu waved his knife and shouted. A bolt of lightning tore through the sky, imprinting his proud figure on the rain curtain. "Kill them!" Zhou Daniu led his own soldiers to shout in unison, not doubting the feasibility of the order. The blades of the cavalry swept over the necks of the enemy and over the bodies of the Wakans. Horses' hooves trampled over the corpses of the enemy, over broken battle flags. Blood splashed along the path of the horse team to both sides, and the Wagang people, whose faces were splashed with red mud, did not have the courage to avenge the death of the robe, and watched as the war horses became farther and farther away from them.

"Stop, stop, pull them down!" Wang Bodang's voice was smaller than the cry of a mosquito, but it was full of endless despair. If they watched the cavalry slaughter the Wagang people like this, most of the people present would not even have a chance to escape. His orders were also not answered, and the already frightened Wagang army could not even think of escaping. Many people froze beside the corpse of the robe, as if what was happening in front of them was not a fact, but a nightmare that would wake up when they turned over.

"Dharma Master, Dharma Master, what do you want...... Yes! Wang Bodang spat out blood, and then roared hoarsely. He couldn't utter a complete sentence anymore. He knew death was imminent. Even if you know you can't win the bet, at least get some of your money back! He cried out in his heart. But there was still no sound in the camp, and Li Mi seemed to be asleep, not seeing what was happening in front of him.

Suddenly, Wang Bodang closed his mouth. Picking up a lance with one arm, he staggered and ran towards his own camp. He heard the sound of horses' hooves again, and it was another group of cavalry, which was coming at the Wagang army at a very different angle from the previous one. Wang Bodang didn't want to care about it, he swore that if he didn't die, he would definitely grab Li Mi and ask him to understand.

"I'm a true man, and I'll never lose!" In the Wagang barracks, Li Mi smiled bitterly and lifted the lance. He also had more than a thousand soldiers by his side who were responsible for supervising the battle, which was enough to make another counterattack.

"Wagang!" Li Mi shouted, urged the war horse, and rushed to the battlefield. The pouring rain cut off the way home.

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