At the moment of Xirong's charge, Nan Shicai rushed to Liang Dagger, forcing the other party into a one-on-one battle situation, unable to increase the large army.

Liang Dagger held a bow in one hand and a knife in the other, and calmly ordered the Xirong soldiers - let them leave themselves alone and complete the duty of exterminating the village soldiers.

Nan Shicai's sword collided with Liang Dagger's knife, and in the sonorous confrontation, the people of Xirong and Sanqiao Village also began to clash.

The crowd on the side of Sanqiao Village is the original village soldiers plus the selected villagers, and the number of people is far more than that of Xirong.

Zhang Chenyuan brought a total of 400 people for this battle, most of whom were ordinary people armed with wooden spears.

The people formed a formation, raised their wooden spears forward, and roared angrily while pressing down on Xirong, who was fighting on his horseback, at a uniform speed.

With the same number of people, the Beiguan soldiers in armor will not necessarily make the Suqing warriors fearful, let alone such an opponent?

Xirong, who came from Suqing, was not afraid, and directly drew his knife, shouting "Agung Tower" one after another.

Under the guidance of the flag, more than two dozen Xijon did not hesitate to rush towards the six hundred men who were slowly pressing, one by one like iron boats going upstream, they knew that the other half of the friendly troops were riding around, ready to attack the flanks of the four hundred.

Even if the enemy army becomes a real mountain, as long as the flank is slammed at the right time, the mountain will crumble, and the warriors who meet the enemy head-on must carry the huge waves like a mountain like a reef, waiting for the wingmen to shake the enemy's flank, it is difficult for the Xirong of other forces to do this, but the experience of countless battlefields has been engraved into the blood of the Su Qing soldiers, and it has become an iron integrity and self-confidence.

The spear formations of the villagers began to make contact with the Suqing, and the movement of the two sides came to a standstill, and the Suqing's riders also turned around and prepared to rush.

Zhang Chengyuan, who was living in the military formation, saw more than 20 enemy horsemen detouring to the east, and he divided 50 archers and 124 wooden spearmen, let Shi Xie lead them, and stood on the east side to prepare to intercept them.

At this moment, Zhang Chengyuan found that the archers and projectors in his rear were actually trembling, and he cursed in a hurry, wielding his knife to force them to attack immediately.

Under the threat of death, the archers and projectors trembled again and threw their eyes beyond the array to the front of the phalanx.

The wooden spears that stretched out from the phalanx looked like some kind of tentacles in the moonlight at night, and the young warriors who rushed over neatly cleared the tentacles one by one.

The two sides collided, and the Su Qing people slashed hard with their scimitars, and the wooden spears broke one by one, and a Xirong Su Qing soldier split five wooden spears in just two breaths.

They roared strangely, flashed sideways with the scattered wooden spears stabbed next to them, slid into formation, and wantonly slashed and slashed the village soldiers whose weapons were destroyed in the front row, and the village soldiers in the back row tried to stab, but only three Su Qing people fell.

In less than a stick of incense, the village soldiers in the first row had already fallen, and although the village soldiers in the second row immediately put the wooden spears in front and assumed the duties of the soldiers in the first row, the hands holding the spears were no longer as firm as before.

Between the loss of morale, rows of crooked arrows shot out from behind and fell on the Su Qing soldiers.

Su Qingren smiled and used his knife to shoot these weak arrows, this round of arrow rain only slowed their footsteps, and could not kill anyone.

"Whew!"

In the midst of the sick arrows, a wind arrow suddenly burst out.

The wind arrow shot into the eye socket of a young man, pierced the back of his head, and the young man screamed miserably, and fell to the ground in horror, and the rest were all cold.

This arrow came from Shi Xie, who was guarding the eastern flank, and when he saw that the formation was in danger, he had the idea of "it would be good to shoot an arrow", and shot a Su Qing man with the wind, and after shooting this arrow, his men fought with the onrushing cavalry, and he turned his head and used the arrows with the village soldiers to suppress the cavalry, supporting the spearmen in the front row of his side, and had no time to take care of the main formation.

This arrow was just a drop in the bucket for the spearmen of this formation, and it only made Su Qingren hesitate slightly for a while.

It only took a moment for their courage to put this faint threat behind them and continue to charge, but it was this chilling moment that one by one ash bottles were thrown out of the rear at the right time, and they hit Su Qingren with their heads and faces, and the lime powder quickly seeped into their eyes, and Su Qingren immediately covered their faces and scolded.

Under Zhang Chengyuan's coercion and temptation, the villagers, who were projectiles, finally threw a wave of ash bottles with a sling.

The ash bottle is a container of lime that is used to strike at the thief in battle, so that it is difficult for the thief to open his eyes.

"Shoot! and the front row, give me a stab!"

Under Zhang Chengyuan's order, some arrows wounded Su Qingren's shoulders, and the spearmen in the front row saw that they could "take advantage of your illness to kill you", so they regained their momentum and stabbed their spears straight out.

After being plotted by the ash bottle, the Suqing people were still brave, a single wooden spear was deftly flashed by them, and they also covered their eyes and slashed the wooden spear stabbed in front of them with a knife, but the Suqing people still suffered considerable casualties.

Blinded by lime, even if they could dodge a stabbing wooden spear and swing their swords in retaliation, it was impossible to avoid the other four or five wooden spears that were stabbing at them at the same time.

Knees, thighs, neck...... These places that were difficult to be protected by leather armor were instantly injured, and they were not dead or half-crippled to the ground, and they were not able to fight, and Xirong from Su Qing finally screamed.

The confrontation between the Zhou divisions was equally fierce.

The six-sided sword slammed the scimitar to the side, and the cool dagger almost didn't stand firm, and Nan Shicai took the opportunity to stab him in the right arm.

Small, underestimated this Xia man......

Liang Dagger gritted his teeth and instantly gathered Qi on his right arm, a cloud of flames covering his arm.

The tip of Nan Shicai's sword hit the arm, and the fingers holding the sword instantly became dry, and the tiger's mouth was shocked, her heart shook, and she was shocked back by the arrogance on the cool dagger arm for more than ten steps and it was difficult to stop.

"In the Great Sheng Realm, Qi is so exciting?"

Nan Shicai looked at his hands that were still shaking and said in a trembling voice.

The lantern hanging from his waist came from Wang Yu's voice: "Nanshi, don't panic, that's his ability to gather all the Qi in one place in an instant, he can't do it all over his body!"

"Feint, fight?"

Just when Nan Shicai and Wang Yu were quickly communicating gains and losses, Liang Dagger found the dilemma encountered by Su Qingren in the distance, and couldn't help but "tsk" and retreated quickly.

"It can be regarded as distancing myself from her",

He clenched the white bow, quickly took out a red jade ball from the leather pouch around his waist, put it on the leather pocket of the bowstring with his hand, and shot out.

The flaming jade ball flew out quickly, skimming into a line in the eyes of a pair of people.

In the detachment that stopped the cavalry, Jiang Ping looked ahead, and was about to shoot the arrow in his hand at the cavalry under the command of Shi Xie, when he suddenly found a red light flashing in the distance, and a fire-colored line suddenly shot from the northeast to the southwest, that is, where the large army was.

Zhang Chenyuan in the formation felt a move, and instinctively fell to the ground, and then felt that purgatory swept through his back.

This line of fire was like a wire piercing tofu, first hitting a few Su Qing people, and then directly piercing the chests of more than 100 soldiers from Sanqiao Village, burning their internal organs, and plowing a dead mark between the phalanx.

The moon is bright and the stars are sparse and the night is bright, and the white bow vibrates the strings and burns the red thunder.

Sanqiao Village, which was full of murder, was quiet in an instant.

The bow in Shi Tao's hand fell to the ground, and he looked blankly at the people who were still standing beside him just now, they had all fallen to the ground, dead as if they were human - their chests were pierced, their flesh was like charcoal, their wounds were charred and black, and there was a faint smoke coming from their mouths and noses.

Shi Tao almost suffered this fate, he was stunned, his stomach was churning, and he leaned over and vomited.

The other living went crazy directly, and the fighting spirit maintained by Xirong's resentment was shattered by fear, and the village soldiers of this formation began to disintegrate in Mu Ran's fear, hundreds of people fled violently, and only some of the Jumen disciples and Longqiu village soldiers were still barely holding their weapons, facing the Su Qing people.

This situation made Nan Shicai also stunned, and almost let go of the sword in his hand.

Liang Dagger smiled lightly, and looked at the bow in his hand with satisfaction, the bow body and the moonlight complemented each other.

When people talk about slingshots, what comes to mind is children's playthings, but they don't know that the slingshot of ancient times is a very lethal hunting tool, and the slingshot at that time is similar to a single bow, but there is a leather pocket for carrying projectiles on the string.

The white bow, according to legend, is a weapon made by the ancestors of Suqing under the guidance of the gods of the Pingchuan Plateau, which can allow Qi to flow freely in the bow body, and the red jade as a projectile is "the fragment of the sun, the crystallization of the flame".

On the Pingchuan Plateau, the white bow shoots the red jade, and the strong Jin also breaks the guts, and the horse carries the fierce bullet, and one person sweeps thousands of troops.

This side poem written by the Jin people is talking about Wuzu Liang Dagger!

As soon as he shot a bullet, Liang Dagger didn't stop, he didn't go to see the village soldiers, and turned his hand and plucked the bowstring towards Nanshi Cai.

The cool dagger plucked the bowstring, and Wang Yu shook his heartstrings.

"Southern Division!"

Wang Yu breathed and moved, and Nan Shicai came back to her senses with the words, but she had already missed a good opportunity to dodge, and it was even more difficult to ensure that she could open this projectile with a sword blade.

Nanshi Caijian raised his sword and pointed forward, and in the flash of lightning, the sword was reduced to a red umbrella, and in the next moment, Chiyu slammed into the red umbrella, and the umbrella bones trembled, and the person holding the umbrella instinctively felt that it would be disintegrated by one blow.

The red jade was hot all over, and the momentum was strong enough to be concave inward against the tough umbrella cloth, and continued to approach Nan Shicai's chest, even so, the silky umbrella still faithfully fulfilled the duty of the shield.

Nan Shicai struggled to deploy the Qi, sweat flowed down his chin, his hand trembled violently, the handle of the umbrella and the middle stick were out of his hand like a wild horse, and the umbrella and Chiyu bounced into the air together with the impact.

The tip of Nan Shicai's nose tightened instantly, her whole body froze, and as soon as the umbrella was bounced off, she saw the cool dagger that had swung her knife to kill her.

barely guarded against Chiyu, and ushered in the tiger wolf of the plateau.

The flame-wrapped blade struck Nan Shicai's face, but only a few strands of hair were burned.

Nan Shicai's feet were full of clouds, his body flew quickly, his figure retreated obliquely, and he dodged to the right, deftly avoiding the blade

"Huh?"

The disappointed cool dagger fox looked at Nan Shicai's feet suspiciously, this girl's footwork is really incredible.

Nan Shicai has changed in a small range, turning his feet into the feet of cranes - cranes stepping on clouds, agile as gods.

Just when Nan Shi Cai flashed to the east side of the cool dagger by improvisation, Wang Yu in the lantern suddenly had his eyes swollen, and he captured an opportunity to hit the enemy hard through his senses and feelings in the dark, so he shouted excitedly: "Nan Shi!"

"Flood control, you're going to do—"

Before the words came out, Wang Yu had already broken through the lantern paper and flew straight to the old cool dagger that was being used for swinging the knife.

The cool dagger was stunned on the spot, where did this "flying head barbarian" come from!

The lantern hung on Nan Shicai's waist, and as soon as Wang Yu rushed out, he hit the crotch of the cool dagger, and then, the teeth that changed into a panda bit down with all his strength, and he didn't let go of anything.

With this bite, Wuzu Liangdag's life was divided into two parts, and this night, he became a eunuch.

The cold dagger howled in pain, and the three parts of Yuanchi were all out of strength, rolling on the ground like a dog, and the reason and emotion in his mind were wrestling.

The cry of the cool dagger attracted his loyal war horse, and the horse ran over, put the cool dagger on his back with his mouth, and fled away with the cool dagger on the horse, with the blood and tears under his crotch, and evacuated from the battlefield.

The cavalry, who was fighting fiercely with the squad, was suddenly depressed when he saw this, should he fight or retreat?

They were at a loss for what to do, Shi Xie grabbed the fighter plane, approached alone and launched a wind channel shot, the arrows fired quickly, as fast as a bead, plus a group of friendly troops also tried their best, and in the end only four riders barely escaped.

Zhang Chenyuan stood up like a fool, his clothes were burned to the ground, looking at the corpses everywhere, and then at the more than forty village soldiers in this formation who did not flee were pursuing the remnants of the Suqing infantry, he grabbed his cheeks in severe pain, and screamed with sadness or joy.

If it weren't for the fact that his senses were still in place, he would have been reduced to a puddle of rotten meat, and now, for some reason, he turned defeat into victory, strange!

Shi Tao released the strings, and the arrow shot dead a Su Qing soldier who fled in the village, captured the last of the Qing soldiers, and muttered, "Knot, it's over?"

He also forgot to cry and laugh, and all the living people in Sanqiao Village who participated in this war cried and laughed again, and the moonlight was still shining brightly, as if it was quiet and peaceful tonight.

Many years later, Shi Xie wrote this scene in poetic strokes: "The battle is to the end, the joy and sorrow are one, everyone cries and everyone is happy, everyone thinks about it, and sings and goes crazy, only to hear laughter and see tears." ”

Zhang Chenyuan stopped howling and suddenly looked at the mountains and forests in the distance to the west.

"No, it's not over yet, and I still seem to be able to feel those two clumps of Qi. ”

Wang Yu spit out the contents of his mouth, and Nan Shicai picked up Wang Yu with a complicated face.

"Controlling the water, you, you did save my life, you are really ......"

"Nanshi, thank you for your great kindness!"

Nan Shicai paused, and still said the truth to Wang Yu, who was proud, "Control the water, you are so disgusting." ”

Wang Yu secretly thought: It's good that I didn't cut off too much hair by Xirong's knife.

The cool breeze blew, stirring Nan Shicai's long hair, and also shaking the woods in the distance, the leaves fell lightly, and were trampled by the fleeing Zhang Yi.

Zhang Yi and Ashgu chased and fled, and it has been going on for a long time.

Holding a gun in one hand and a bamboo stick in the other, Zhang Yi felt that Ah Shigu's physical strength was almost cut, so he stopped.

As soon as he turned around, Zhang Yi threw the bamboo stick at his feet, and found that Ashgu was swinging the knife non-stop, his eyes were blood-red, and his face was ecstatic.

He was laughing maniacally, laughing at the revenge he could get for his friend.

Su Qing is a son of the plateau, and running does not weaken his physical strength at all, Zhang Yi was a little surprised, and the other party seems to be a madman.

Zhang Yi panicked, raised his gun and shot, and as soon as the smoke of gunpowder rose, Ashgu's blade shattered the projectile that was fired.

Ashgu slashed down with his knife, Zhang Yi used his body to frame the blade, set up Ashgu, and hurriedly retreated, ready to run again, cleaning and loading while running.

Ashgu didn't give Zhang Yi a chance to breathe, roared strangely, continued to force, and swept a knife across Zhang Yi's forehead, a trace of blood bloomed on Zhang Yi's forehead, staining his eyebrows and right eye.

The familiar fear made the limbs tremble, just like that night.

No...... From this moment on, forge courage!

Fear aroused Zhang Yi's desire to survive, and the three parts of Yuanchi instantly united and turned into Xuanyi.

She said to herself, "The god of grains is immortal!"