The sun in the sky could no longer bear to look at the miserable scene of this world, and quietly hid behind the clouds. The people who were intoxicated by the fight were unaware, and continued to wield the steel knives that had been cut out, shouting and fighting. They have been blinded by the smell of human blood, and there is no longer any warmth in their hearts. They have become numb to both death and life, and only know how to constantly swing their knives, either knocking down their opponents or being cut down by them.

The wind whistled across the earth, blowing the sound of the horns and drums, but it did not blow the roar of the mouth. Clouds, gathered from the edge of the battlefield, can block the sun, but they can't stop the hatred in the eyes of people.

Pushan Gong Li Mi stood under a big flag, looking ahead with his eyes, the expression on his face was like a mud puppet in a shrine, without joy or sorrow. He was used to seeing this kind of killing, and he was used to smelling the smell of blood in the air. The lives that have fallen and are falling, whether they are friends or enemies, are just pawns to him, as long as the final outcome is victorious, there is no need to consider how many chess pieces are lost.

This troubled era is destined to be set up for heroes, and the so-called hero is the one who stands at the top of the pile of bones.

Now, the pile of bones beneath his feet wasn't high enough. In the years that followed, he would keep piling up, piling up and piling until he surpassed all the heroes who competed with him. What is tens of thousands of minions? Throughout the ages, which achiever has not made great sacrifices. If necessary, he can even fill in his own brothers, as long as the peak of the last pile of white bones can be on par with the throne of the Son of Heaven! As long as this accumulation of white bones can pave his way to the Golden Luan Palace.

"Peach and plum, the queen goes around Yangzhou ......." Now, His Majesty the Emperor and the Empress have been trapped in Yangzhou, and the scene predicted on the Taoli Chapter has slowly come true. No matter who dares to stand in front of his avenue, there is only one ending, death!

A group of Wagang troops not far from Li Mi were crushed by the county soldiers and fled to the main formation in panic. Li Mi waved his hand impatiently, and more than 100 overseers immediately greeted him. But the number of troops in this rout was really a bit large, and in an instant, the team that supervised the battle was also scattered, and they rushed to the camp wall together. Li Mi waved his arm again, and more than a thousand archers formed a horizontal formation in three columns, shooting in turn. The chessboard in front of him was completely cleaned up, and the officers and soldiers who followed and killed them, as well as the unfavorable overseers, were all shot down by feather arrows, and the corpses pressed against the corpses, arm by arm.

They are all pawns, pawns without life, emotion, flesh and blood.

The picturesque country is the chess name, and the road is the warp and weft.

Human blood is like water, surging into a river.

Another group of Wagang troops took the initiative to retreat, learning the lesson of their companions, and they tried to avoid the commander's banner. "Something that doesn't fight for it!" Li Mi scolded coldly, grabbed a command flag from the attendant's arms, and shook it vigorously. The continuous sound of war drums suddenly changed its tone, and it was passionate and generous. "Rumble-rumble-rumble!" Accompanied by the beat of drums, more than 3,000 Wagang soldiers wearing cyan leather armor slowly walked out of the barracks, pressed their shields and sword tips against the scattered robes, pushed them forward, and met the officers and soldiers who were chasing them.

In the gap between the enemy and us, the defeated soldiers let out a painful wail. There are blades in front and back, and they can only choose one or the other. Some jumped up, threw themselves into the small formation of officers and soldiers, and then were torn to pieces by long lances and horizontal knives. Someone screamed on the ground, and was mercilessly trampled on the corpse by his own robes, shattering into mud.

All the chess pieces that were in the way quickly turned into a faint red mist, which was immediately blown away by the wind. The encounter between the Pushan public camp and the county soldiers of the Wagang Army was like two high mountains facing each other between the rivers and suddenly collided head-on. At that moment, the earth seemed to tremble, and then countless people fell like autumn grains. Suddenly, the sky lit up again, and a pink lightning bolt slashed and fell, intertwined with the sudden blood light, shaking the world in people's eyes red.

The lightning vanished, and the sky and the earth returned to their yellow color. In the dim yellow world, Li Mi clearly saw that the small army formations that had been advancing towards his side were deformed and shattered one after another. They are inferior to the Pushan public camp, in terms of physical strength, training and equipment. Previously, they had stabbed the Wagang Army defense line apart like sharp knives, but now they had stabbed a thick, hard steel ingot, breaking their own blades.

"Rush to war!" Li Mi's face was as calm as ever, and he ordered loudly.

"Rumble-rumble-rumble!" The drums beat more urgently, like a galloping horse, like a raging storm. The Pushan public camp, which had succeeded in counterattacking, strode forward and turned the offensive of the county soldiers backwards. The other Wagang army minions, who had been exhausted from support, suddenly let out a shout, and their morale quickly recovered. They followed the two wings of the Pushan public camp, like the sea water that was rolled back, roaring, and violent.

A fat drop of rain slammed down on Li Mi's golden helmet, knocking him slightly stunned. Immediately afterward, he saw that the enemy was retreating as quickly as rain and snow. Before he could feel the joy of victory, the retreating enemy suddenly stopped. Then behind the wind, rain, and thunder came the terrible sound of a trumpet, and the sound was like a song. Then he saw that the broken enemy formations began to converge in the middle, from evacuation to denseness, from weakness to tenacity. When another drop of rain woke Li Mi from his shock, he saw that the enemy army in the center of the battlefield had turned into an iron triangle, and the cone pointed to the center of the brothers in the Pushan Gongying.

The minions who recoiled back were unable to regain momentum and smashed on the edge of the Iron Triangle. It was also knocked back as quickly as the tide of the reef was struck and torn apart. "Boom!" Li Mi heard a loud war drum, like a thunderclap exploded in his ears. "Cluck!" A pale blue lightning bolt fell, and the dim vision was completely illuminated, and he suddenly found that the iron triangle of the enemy army was like being pushed by a pair of invisible hands, and it was smashing towards the brothers of the Pushan Gongying unhurriedly.

"Boom!" Another war drum sounded, and Li Mi felt his heart throb suddenly. The field of vision darkened again, blurred, and the figures on the battlefield were ghostly, and the tiger roared and the dragon roared. Expecting, looking forward to, the next lightning finally exploded, and he saw that the elite he had worked so hard to train was actually retreating, being pushed by the enemy and constantly retreating, retreating. Every step back leaves countless corpses behind.

"It can't be!" Li Mi was finally moved, and roared wildly in his heart. The Pushan Public Camp was formed by him by drawing elites from various battalions, and the training methods almost copied Xu Maogong's broken camp. The weapons and armor of this team are also the best in the Wagang Army, and their combat effectiveness is by no means inferior to any other battalion of the Wagang Army. Li Miping regarded it as a treasure and was never willing to take it out and use it. I didn't expect to put it on the battlefield for the first time, but I couldn't even take a group of county soldiers.

"Mi Gong, the core of the enemy formation is not the county soldiers!" Wang Bodang, who was standing beside Li Mi, had sharp eyes, and based on his experience of the last defeat, he quickly discovered the secret of his opponent.

The Iron Triangle Sharp Edge, which was slowly pressing over and devouring life, was composed of a brigade of elites, and the soldiers in the lead were all armed with long-handled thick-backed machetes, and their hands were waving with cold light. The Wagang soldiers who stood in front of them were often cut down in one shot, and even the men and weapons became two sections.

"Modao Team ?!!" Li Mi couldn't control his emotions anymore, and shouted directly. Looking around, he quickly hid his horror in his heart. It was the Mo knife used by the Great Sui Border Army to deal with the Turkic wolf riders, and the blade alone was seven feet long. Li Mi once heard of this kind of weapon from others, and it was known as "where the cold light passes, everyone and horses are broken!" He also thought of equipping his men with this kind of weapon, but firstly he could not afford the cost, and secondly, he could not find a head who knew how to use it. He never expected that this kind of weapon and the person who used this weapon would appear among the county soldiers who fought against him.

"It's the border army, and the one surnamed Li used the cavalry under his command as foot soldiers, and mixed it with the county soldiers!" Wang Bodang shook his head in pain and cried out through gritted teeth. A few days ago, he fought with the county soldiers, and the Jiyang battalion, which he had painstakingly operated for many years, was defeated by his former subordinates in less than an hour. He who was lucky enough to escape has always wondered, how did the combat effectiveness of the soldiers of the Great Sui County suddenly become so strong? Now he finally understands that the county soldiers he encountered are not the original county soldiers at all. The cunning Li Xu mixed the elite of the border army into the county soldiers. The role of these people in peacetime is only to give the county soldiers courage, and at critical moments, they will be integrated and turned into an invincible force.

"It's the border army!" Li Mi also gritted his teeth in pain. No wonder these days, the Wagang army has not even seen the enemy's main force, or it has been overwhelmed. In fact, the main force of the enemy army is right under his nose, and it is the difference between the eyes of his Li Mi and the generals under his command, and they have not been able to explore the mystery!

There was not only one triangular attack array on the battlefield, but the Wagang army in other positions was constantly pressed back by the enemy. Li Mi knew that his opponent would not make him feel better today, so he spat red and grabbed another black corner flag. He rarely used this corner flag, as long as he waved it, it meant that he had staked all the money.

"Mi Gong?" Wang Bodang exclaimed in surprise and grabbed Li Mi's wrist. "I can't help it, it's not time for us to fight hard!"

"Nothing can't be done!" Li Mi roared loudly, his scarred face looking hideous in the light of lightning. "Inner Guard Battalion, attack!" He got rid of Wang Bodang's obstruction and waved the horn flag fiercely. "Boom!" A thunderclap sounded from the sky, shaking the mountains in front of people's eyes.

"Smack!" Several broken barracks were suddenly overthrown, and more than 10,000 elite Pushan public camps poured out.

"Smack!" Behind the crowd, there was another splash, and the last barracks in front of Li Mi was also opened by the Wagang Army, and more than a thousand big men wearing black iron armor and holding spears and sticks rushed into the battlefield angrily.

At the front of the cherry blossoms, Wu Heimin, the general of the internal guard, held a three-strand steel fork and was unstoppable.

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