Chapter Seventy-Two: Wild Cry Invites to Fight

I want to rely on the advantage of more people and dream!

Lin Sha snorted coldly in his heart, and the ash pole spear in his hand swung and slammed and twitched, and in the blink of an eye, he slashed three Miao knives from different directions and angles, and then shook his wrist slightly, and the sharp spear head turned into three beautiful pear blossoms, and a little cold light slashed through the throats of the three rebel soldiers.

Then he didn't look back and shot away, leaving only three corpses of the rebel fighters with shocked faces to fall to the ground.

The battle lasted for a long time before ending with the annihilation of the rebels.

Cleaning up the battlefield and counting the losses, the number of casualties of more than 50 people made Lin Sha's heart bleed.

Nima's losses are too heavy, this is still to fight more and less with the intention of unintentionally, if it is a head-to-head duel, not to mention that the casualties will be even heavier, I am afraid that these guys under his command will not be able to withstand the huge pressure and collapse directly!

Just now, if he hadn't taken the lead bravely, a spear was almost invincible, and his bravery was unbelievable, which boosted the morale of his brothers, so that these guys didn't do anything to regret under the stimulation of huge casualties, he saw many officers and soldiers in the main barracks cowering and hesitating.

If it weren't for the fact that it was not appropriate to settle accounts after the autumn after winning a battle, and there were not many casualties, he really wanted to find out all these guys one by one, and they should be killed and killed, and they should be beaten and boarded, and they should know the rules of the army!

……

Three days later, it was another ambush battle with more people versus fewer people.

"Kill, kill, kill, kill ......"

Lin Sha was covered in blood and took the lead, and he couldn't be the number one master among the two battalions of the Yunnan army, if he didn't set an example, he was afraid that it would be difficult for his brothers to throw away all the distractions in their hearts and fight to the death.

Slightly stronger than last time, this time the brothers did not think that they would win if they were outnumbered, but honestly formed small military formations according to their daily training, and made up for the lack of individual force with the strength of the team.

The effect is still very obvious, at least when they fight to the death with the crazy rebel soldiers, they do not have the panic and powerlessness of the first time, and they have comrades around to help, and the casualties are significantly reduced and the results are increased.

Only Lin Sha's own soldiers are the most difficult, they have to keep up with the footsteps of Lin Sha, who took the lead in the first step, and they have been surrounded by rebels from the beginning of the battle, fighting hard but in a short period of time, more than half of the casualties have been stained with blood, of course, their results are also extremely bright, and there are only a lot of rebel soldiers who fell beside them!

Lin Sha fell into a bitter battle this time and ran into a Miao Dao master among the rebels.

The spear in his hand is still smart and sharp, but it is not very convenient in the dense forest after all, every time he shoots, he has to be full of energy, and the sharp spear may be deeply rooted in the surrounding trees if he is not careful, which is a very fatal thing at this critical juncture.

A spear is more and more flexible in his hand, like a wild pear blossom cold mang, and like a dragon snake swimming away is difficult to fathom, pointing east and west are all smooth, the gun is like a flexible snake body hovering left and right bending and twisting, a sharp spear head with a little cold light to draw a strange arc, people almost can't guard against it.

And this time against the rebel warriors of Lin Sha, a Miao knife in his hand makes it insidious and vicious, which makes people unguardable, and his body is as strong and flexible as an ape, and he acts like the wind in the dense forest on the undulating and uneven slopes.

A short-bladed Miao knife flashed with cold light and varied, and the moves did not leave the vital points on his body, which could force Lin Sha to be in a hurry for a while.

When the enemy is close, the ash pole spear in his hand is not so easy to use.

Fortunately, he was also prepared this time, holding a gun in one hand and pulling out the iron rod on his back with the other, a set of seventeen consecutive guns and sticks were used, fierce and domineering, and the surrounding woods were lush and the branches and leaves fell into bad luck, and the iron rod in Lin Sha's hand swept up and flew all over the sky, and the knives and sticks directly shook the rebel warriors back one or two meters!

Bang!

Lin Sha grasped the opportunity, his wrist shook lightly, the spear swung like a spirit snake, the barrel of the spear bent into a crescent arc, and the sharp spear head was already killed in front of the rebel warriors in the blink of an eye.

Bite!

The rebel warrior didn't have time to react at all, the whistling explosion brought out by the sharp tip of the spear had already scratched his cheeks painfully, he subconsciously stretched out his knife to block, there was a crisp sound in his ears, and a surging force came from the blade, and before he could react, the tip of the spear turned around instantly, and gently bit on his wrist holding the knife.

The sharp pain in his wrist and the huge force from the blade of the knife made the rebel warrior unable to hold his palm any longer, and the short-bladed Miao knife swiped into the sky, and he himself stumbled as if he had been hit hard.

Brush!

Lin Sha will give him a chance to come back to his senses, the spear shook and the sharp tip of the spear rushed again, and the 'poof' sound pierced the right shoulder of the rebel warrior, and suddenly blood splattered and flesh rolled up, so it was not terrifying.

Hum!

Suffering such a heavy blow, the rebel warrior just snorted, his face turned pale as paper, his eyes were full of ferocity, and he didn't care about it with his other hand, and he took out a curved dagger out of nowhere, and stabbed Lin Sha in the chest without hesitation with a flip of his wrist.

Bang!

There was no time to draw the gun to block, Lin Sha didn't care so much, his eyes were full of fierceness, and the short stick in his hand stabbed straight out, and the second shot directly pierced the head of the rebel warrior, and at the same time, a cold and stabbing pain came from his chest, and his chest was also cut out with a long bloody wound by a curved blade dagger.

Paralyzed, what a madman!

Lin Sha's face palpitated, his wrist flicked slightly, and the gun brought out a large piece of flesh, and the iron short stick hit again and directly exploded the head of the rebel warrior who had already been killed!

"Are you alright, my lord?"

"My lord, how are you, bandage it quickly and don't let the wound continue to bleed!"

"My lord, let's escort you out!"

“……”

Seeing Lin Sha's body hanging colors, the surrounding soldiers rushed forward to protect Lin Sha's group, and expressed their opinions with an eager expression.

"It's okay, it's just a little injury!"

Lin Sha smiled and waved his hand, the muscles in his chest contracted and blood flowed sideways, and the speed of the flow slowed down at a speed visible to the naked eye.

After a bitter battle, the Yunnan soldiers and horses under Lin Sha's headquarters eliminated nearly 100 rebel soldiers and horses, and their own casualties were reduced to less than 30, which was a big progress.

It's a pity that the main general Lin Sha hung up, although he treated the wound in time, but after a series of battles still lost a lot of blood, and when he returned to the nearby temporary camp, he was already pale, and ordered him to rest for a while and wait for him to be injured and fight again.

The officers and men of the two battalions cheered, they were indeed tired enough to take a good rest.

Fighting two battles in a row within half a month, running nearly 100 miles of mountain roads, the consumption can be imagined. Especially when fighting, you must concentrate and dare not be careless, and the mental exhaustion after two consecutive battles is even worse......