In the dark night, a group of 100 elite soldiers was slowly approaching Zhou Qingfeng's riverside fortress, and although the leader of the team, Niu Lu, was really arrogant, but his perennial combat experience made him very careful. He divided more than 100 of his men into arrays and marched together, aiming for the wooden walls of the fortress that were not visible in the night.

A sneak attack at night was nothing to the Jurchens. They do a lot of this kind of thing, and every soldier knows what he should do. They were armed with swords and guns, and their pace was slow, and they did not make any disturbing moves, the goal was to get as close to the opponent as possible, and after engagement, they lit a fire to point the way and direction for the following large troops, and stuck to the defending soldiers to prevent them from making any other moves.

The small fortress in the dark of night, not even a sentry was seen. Niu Lu, the leader of the team, only saw a few torches lit on the wooden wall opposite, but did not see the sentry. He bent his waist and calmed down, clenching the hilt of his knife while also brewing the killing emotion in his heart, he would definitely be able to cut off several heads later, and maybe he could get half of the 'future'.

The 'future' is the military merit system of the Jianzhou Ministry set by the wild boar skin, and the gold content is very high. Half a future can bring an ordinary flag man into the bureaucratic system. And the 'future' is very rare, the first to ascend, behead, capture the flag, and set up these major military feats can be obtained, which is not easy.

If there is half a 'future', it can really raise the amount of a cow record to a level.

At present, the real name of Niu Lu, who is leading the team, is Bazhai, and he feels that he has hit a big luck this time. Five Belle and Eight Belle personally led the troops this time, and the opponent they particularly valued stayed in the small stockade in front. But this village also looks unremarkable, and it seems to be very easy to fight.

"Master Bazhai, there is a ditch here." In the dark night, someone suddenly fell and immediately issued a warning.

"Shut up." Bazhai whispered. He had already walked under the wooden wall of the fortress, and was about to climb over the wall, but he found that there was a deep ditch under his feet. He tentatively touched down, and found that the ditch was very deep and wide, and there was water in it.

"Order, find planks, build a human wall." Bazhai commanded in a low voice. He tentatively touched the ditch and found that the edge of the ditch on the opposite side was level with the edge of the wooden wall - that is, the wooden wall of the fortress was about two or three meters high from the ground, but when he looked down the ditch, he found that the wooden wall extended directly into the ditch, and it was actually four meters high.

Don't underestimate such an extra meter, it's a big trouble.

The three-meter-high wooden wall allows two people to go up the ladder, but they can't go up at a height of four meters.

The man who built this wooden wall is really bad!

"Does anyone have the iron claws to climb the wall?" Bazhai had no choice but to ask his subordinates.

"Yes." Ropes to climb walls, iron claws, these are all always available. Immediately, an elite soldier of Jianzhou stepped forward and threw the iron claws against the wooden wall, trying to hook the wall and climb up.

At this moment, a loud shout sounded in the fortress, "Grandma, a bear, those Jianzhou miscellaneous pieces are finally here." ”

Bazhai was soaking in water in the trench outside the fortress, and he heard a thunderous shout from inside the fortress, and hundreds of people shouted in unison, which was deafening. The cold water in October was already a little cold, and this throat scared him even more, and a cold breath came out.

Oops, the enemy is prepared.

"Throw the iron claws on the wall."

"Light the fire, find a way to light the fire and throw it in and burn it."

"The archers are staring at the wall, and someone will shoot at me."

As a Niu Lu Ezhen, Bazhai reacted very quickly, and shouted out the response to be made in a few words. The elite soldiers of Jianzhou who threw iron claws behind him didn't need to give any more orders, they jumped over the trench after hooking the wooden wall, and climbed up quickly with their hands and feet. As soon as you press the head of the wall, you have to climb in.

The rope of the iron claw fell, and Bazhai hurriedly grabbed it and struggled to climb up from the bottom of the ditch. He looked up, but saw that the elite soldier of Jianzhou had just stood up straight, and suddenly an arrow struck him in the chest—the elite soldier immediately fell backwards, and fell down with a plop, falling into the water of the trench outside the wooden wall.

The water splashed Bazhai's face, but he didn't have time to be timid and afraid, and continued to climb up. Because the more you hesitate at this time, the faster you die, you can't do anything outside the wooden wall, you have to climb over the wall and go in to fight - the siege is always the most bloody and cruel at the beginning, and eighty percent of the casualties are generated at this moment.

Batsai had breached many walled cities, and he knew what he was supposed to do now, and his men knew it. No one complained, no one hesitated, no one even yelled, everyone tried their best to get in. As long as you can kill it with a real knife and a real gun, the soft eggs hiding behind the wooden wall will immediately collapse.

But when he was halfway up to the point of Bazhai, he suddenly saw a number of torches whirring over the wall. The torch landing illuminated his back, and also illuminated the elite soldiers of Jianzhou who were climbing the wall across the trench. As soon as the light of the fire shone on, Bazhai immediately knew that something was wrong, and he immediately put his body close to the wall he was climbing, and looked left and right to wonder what the people in this village were going to do.

Whizzing arrows continued to shoot from both sides of the wooden wall, and the elite soldiers of Jianzhou under the light of torches were used as live targets. At this time, they wanted to be fast or not, they wanted to hide or not, and they all stood in place and thought about crossing the trench. A rain of arrows came and shot down a dozen or so people on the spot - some were killed on the spot, others were wounded and screamed.

By the light of the fire, he saw a small arrow tower sticking out of the wooden wall of the stockade, and a row of archers stood on the arrow tower and kept shooting them from the side. And the archers he arranged to cover in front were blocked by the wooden wall of the arrow tower, and they couldn't even interfere.

"Who is this broken village? How can there be so many doorways? Bazhai scolded a few times, but his hands kept climbing. At this time, it is impossible to retreat, only to continue the attack - as for the dead, how can there be no undead in battle?

"Flip in, flip in, if we don't flip in, we'll all die outside." Bazhai shouted loudly, and took the lead to grab the wooden wall. As soon as he got up, he shot an arrow from the opposite side, and as soon as he lowered his body, he easily avoided it, and jumped off the wooden wall with the machete he was carrying.

Waiting for his feet to land, Ba Zhai's heart suddenly felt steady. He raised his head and laughed wildly, even in the face of a dozen spears piercing him, he was fearless, "You clothed minions, dare to fight with Uncle Bazhai?" ”

The cultivation of the 'three layers of muscles and bones' of Bazhai was the first to roar, and the spiritual power hidden in the sound wave spread rapidly. The dozen or so spearmen who pounced on him were about to stab him in a few bloody holes, but they were dizzy from the roar - the strength of the spear suddenly weakened by half.

Bazhai was overjoyed, fell to the ground and slid towards the spear, and with a slash of the machete in his hand, the slave holding the spear on the opposite side suddenly screamed again and again, hugged his leg and fell. The spearmen who were besieging him were terrified, and kept retreating like poisonous snakes under their feet, for fear that they would also be slashed by the approaching Bazhai.

Bazhai broke through a point here, and immediately turned in seven or eight Jianzhou elite soldiers from behind. They tacitly formed a semicircle, each holding a knife and a gun to expand the territory they occupied. In this kind of face-to-face fighting, slaves who have not undergone strict training do not say whether they have considerable fighting skills, and they don't even use enough psychological quality to fight against them, and they retreat with a hula.

Zhou Qingfeng was not at this breakthrough point, and for a while, only a few Jurchen soldiers left by Chu Ying in the fortress confronted Bazhai. But seeing that there were more and more enemies coming in over the wall on the side of Bazhai, many soldiers simply turned around and ran, and their morale fell to the extreme.

"Ignite, ignite, tell Five Belle we're in." Bazhai laughed happily. He didn't continue to charge into the fortress, but excitedly recruited more of his men to break through and stand firm on the current wooden wall. If it weren't for the fact that the wooden wall built by Zhou Qingfeng was too strong, he would have wanted to tear down the wall so that his own people could come in.

The current situation is exactly the same as that of the stockade that was breached in the past, as long as the hardest and bloodiest wall is passed, the morale of the soldiers in the stockade will immediately plummet, and the resistance will all collapse.

Bazhai felt that the overall situation of the first battle tonight had been decided. He laughed out loud alone, as did the Jianzhou soldiers who followed closely beside him. They split the horses inside the fortress into pieces of wood, set them on fire, and set them on fire. Bazhai shouted excitedly: "In less than half an hour, this village will be ours." ”

The fight was mixed with laughter, and the elite soldiers of Jianzhou who came in over the wall from behind rushed in, and they were inexplicably excited. When there were more than a dozen of his men around Bazhai, the slaves and soldiers in the fortress had completely avoided them.

At this time, Zhou Qingfeng didn't know what he was doing, and he still didn't come to block this breakthrough occupied by the enemy. However, a hidden soldier cave in the fortress suddenly opened, and the wall cracked with a few clicks, and a black heavy sword slashed out of it.

Bazhai was facing the wooden house used to rest and guard the soldiers, and he was stunned when he suddenly saw such a heavy sword. Then there was a clatter of the broken wooden wall, and a tall black creature came out of it.

What the fuck is this?

Bazhai and the others were stunned, his height of more than one meter and seven was not short among the Jurchens. But the guy on the other side is more than eight meters long, and his black and shiny body looks like armor, which is still very thick.

"Be careful." Bazhai said in a deep voice, he is now holding the ground and not making mistakes. I'm very wary of this weird guy who pops up out of nowhere. He sensed the strength of his opponent and felt that his cultivation was a bit strange, but it was definitely not as high as himself. He suddenly made up his mind - it's good if he is not as tall as himself, and there is still a fight.

Speaking of fighting, Bazhai immediately raised his knife and stepped forward, the blade was translucent and flashed, and he wanted to try the power of the black guy opposite. He is confident that his 'three percent of his muscles' cultivation is definitely stronger than the other party's strength - if he fights, he is a bully with a lot of power.

The current battle has just warmed up, and the morale of Bazhai is high, and he suddenly feels a breakthrough. The strength, speed, and angle are all just right, and if the enemy is not psychologically good, they will be stunned by the killing intent carried by this knife, as if their souls have been struck.

It's just that the guy on the other side, whose face is blackened, didn't react to it in the slightest. Its movements were even a little stiff, like a machine lacking in lubrication, but its response was one step ahead - its heavy sword was raised in the direction of Bazhai before it slashed it in the neck.

When Bajai saw that he was actually slamming into the tip of the opponent's sword, he shouted for a moment to withdraw his strength and slow down. But he still couldn't avoid it, and watched as the tip of the opponent's sword pierced into his chest - the cotton armor on his chest and the leather armor he wore inside were cut by the blade, and the opposing force also deflected the enemy's blade, and the blade slid down, cutting a bloody cut from the ribs of Bazhai.

Bazhai rolled on the spot, and the ugly fell and ate. His judgment was not wrong - this guy with a black body was only cultivated to the 'first layer of muscles and bones', but his combat experience was definitely enough to fast.

What kind of weird thing is this?