The sky was not beautiful, and it snowed heavily, and the howling cold wind and the shivering snowflakes went straight to the neck.

Fortunately, the new equipment is made of cotton and thickened, and the cuirass and shoulder armor made of stainless steel, especially the black cloak with a blood-colored long sword embroidered on it, looks majestic, and this is just the armor of the soldiers.

The armor of the war divisions is more complicated, all of which are tailor-made, the raised cuirass is like a beast's head, and there are grooves on the breastplate that are specially deducted from the military emblem of the war division, and the whole armor is as bright as the god of war when worn on the body, but a striking armor is also the reason why it is easy to be attacked on the battlefield.

Han Ming became a temporary squad leader, so naturally he was also issued with a black armor, although he was sixteen, he had three years of family forbearance experience and strong army survival skills, which made him look not young but had a special charm.

Since Han Ming put on this armor and tied up his hair, which had not been taken care of, it was obvious that many female soldiers in the female soldier brigade who had just arrived were staring at him with tears in their eyes, which made Han Xiaobai very unhappy!

"Battle Division! Battle Division!" Han Ming muttered in his heart, but the War General emblem on Han Ao's chest appeared in his mind, to surpass Han Ao, he had to work harder and be stronger!

"Yuanjing cannon strike!" was in the middle of the march, and the sentry who was running at the front suddenly shouted.

The team members behind Han Ming were all chrysanthemums tightened slightly, and in an instant, they found a low-lying place to pounce down, and when they heard the Yuanjing cannon strike in the past month, they had almost practiced a knee-jerk reaction.

"Wang Dahu, I'll fuck your thighs, you crushed Lao Tzu to death!"

"Damn, put the stinky feet to the side, why don't you put it in my mouth. ”

"Hey, hey, you're talking about it!"

Han Ming's team laughed and scolded, but many of the recruits in the recruit corps who did not react were wailing.

"My legs, my legs, give me my legs, mother!"

"Ahh

In the dust blasted by the Yuanjing cannon, all kinds of cries and sorrows mixed into a chaotic noise, and at this time, the cold voice of the fire dance clearly reached everyone's ears.

"Encounter the enemy!"

This siege support can easily run into enemy reinforcements along the way, and it's normal to start a battle halfway.

"Brothers, give it to me! Han Xiaobai followed behind me, understand?!" Han Ming turned around and roared, all the team members had already raised their swords and prepared, Han Xiaobai nodded heavily.

All the team members lined up in two columns with the name of Korea, and rushed towards the surging Blood Sun Imperial Army.

The Na Ring flickered, and Han Ming once again held the greedy wolf giant sword in his hand, this giant sword was a real killing weapon on the battlefield, and with a single sword sweep, even the enemy army with strong armor and body protection was shattered and bloody.

He mobilized the sword intent in his body to pour into the sword body, the black light in his eyes condensed, and the blue sword qi shot out, and the sword qi became even more bloody as soon as it came out, and many enemies in front of him were directly cut in half, and blood spurted and splashed everywhere.

", there's a warrior with sword qi here!" someone roared, and when they saw Han Ming's warrior armor, they were so frightened that they retreated.

"Who's coming to stop him,!"

Han Ming's hand-held sword quickly became the focus of attention on the battlefield, both the enemy and the enemy were paying attention, of course, not only Han Ming was fierce, but the team members behind him were also like wolves and tigers, and a month of inhuman training had already reborn them.

And they were also surprised to find that as long as it was something that Han Ming gave them, it was very useful on the battlefield, and more importantly, Han Ming took the lead, like a blade, which also made them fight with high spirit and fearlessness.

Even the first brigade, which has always performed well, was bombarded by the enemy's sudden Yuanjing cannon, and was rushed by the enemy for a while, and many squads suffered heavy losses.

"A month of rebirth?"

"Whose squad is that strong?"

"Wow, I can't stop it!"

Han Ming led his team to carry the front line alive, under the swing of the giant sword, flesh and blood flew sideways, the whole person was drenched in the blood of the enemy, his face was as calm as ever, but a pair of dark eyes were cold and terrifying.

Whitehall stared at Han Ming's outstanding figure with resentment, still entangled with the enemy in front of him, and he secretly cursed in his heart: "Come out, hum, there is no shortage of a bird like you on the battlefield!"

As if as Whitehall's wish, a roar mixed with vigorous vitality rushed straight towards Han Ming, "I'm too arrogant, give Lao Tzu my life!"

Shout!

Before the person arrived, a bright red knife flashed from the air, slashing directly at Han Ming's door!

Han Ming hooked the Heaven Cutting Ancient Character of the Qi Hall in his body, mixed with the black devouring energy, the vitality surging into the sword body, he stared at the sword, held the sword with both hands and roared, out of the sword!

Rumble!

Han Ming's footsteps retreated again and again, and the vitality carried by the sword was bright red and bloody, and it brutally rushed into Han Ming's body, and this time even the ancient characters of Cutting Heaven could not suppress it all.

Han Ming's throat was sweet, and red blood flowed from the corners of his mouth.

"Hahahaha! It turned out to be a ninth-order warrior!" A strong man wearing the armor of a warrior with a knife let out a long laugh, and the blood-colored long knife in his hand turned into countless sword shadows and fell towards Han Ming.

This strong man has the strength of a second-order warrior, but he has already practiced the exercises, and there is a faint sense of killing and bloodshed in his vitality, and every time Han Ming holds a giant sword and resists it, the opponent's vitality will drill into his body domineeringly.

Fortunately, the ancient characters of Vatian continued to suppress and devour such a domineering vitality, otherwise Han Ming would have been seriously injured by now and vomited blood.

"Hahaha, you deserve it!" Seeing Han Ming being suppressed, Whitehall was secretly refreshed, and the other captains of the first brigade were also disdainful, even if you sat on the captain, you were just a soldier!

"Deception Knife!" the strong man roared angrily, and suddenly a domineering and fierce sword intent passed out from the blade, and a bright red sword slashed down with a fierce momentum.

Han Ming's face changed slightly, he held the sword with both hands, and his vitality was filled with a giant sword, the entire sword body was buzzing and trembling, he burst out and raised his sword to block!

Rumble!

The sword slammed into the sword body, and both the enemy and the enemy who were fighting fiercely around him were shaken by the wave of qi that was pushed away, and Han Xiaobai behind Han Ming rolled on the ground a few times.

Han Ming's breastplate in front of him cracked with a click, and red blood poured out, but he gritted his teeth, the green tendons on his forehead burst out, and his feet sank deep into the ground, but he didn't retreat!

If he retreats, the team members behind him will inevitably be chased and slashed by strong enemies, and a group of team members also looked at Han Ming's back, their eyes were red, especially Wang Dahu raised his sword and roared, "Fuck your uncle!"

"Let me come!" Han Ming was afraid that Wang Dahu would impulsively step forward and be killed, so he roared angrily and shook him in place, a pair of dark eyes stared at the strong enemy in front of him, the giant sword was withdrawn, and he grasped the hilt of the sword with one hand.

"Hahaha, boy, I advise you to sacrifice your head, Lao Tzu will leave you a whole corpse, otherwise," the strong man stopped speaking, his eyes suddenly widened, and the corners of his mouth suddenly burst into a cruel smile and shouted: "Break you to pieces and feed the dog!"

"Hahaha!" Behind the strong man, a group of Blood Sun Imperial troops rushed up, laughing and shouting in unison, "Haha, boy, our boss is a famous Blood Knife, ranking seven hundred on the list of your military merit bounty fighters!"

In the war, there is a kind of list called the military merit reward list, all the enemies who have killed the prestige on the battlefield will be on this list, and each person on the list will be rewarded with a large amount of military merit after killing.

This list is a way to encourage the sergeant to kill the enemy's fierce generals, but for the enemy, being on the bounty list is a symbol of glory and strength!

Han Ming hadn't heard of any military merit bounty fighter rankings, and even if he had heard of him, he was not afraid, he stared at the blood knife's every move, looking for the best time to attack, and fought back: "Oh, it's only seven hundred, so arrogant?"

Rumble!

As soon as the blood knife heard Han Ming laughing at his rank, he was instantly furious, surrounded by blood-colored vitality, glaring at Han Ming like a killing god, and the long knife in his hand slashed towards Han Ming's head, "Don't be ashamed, give me death!"

"You were told to die by others by relying on your mouth?" Han Ming sneered, increased the intensity of ridicule, his eyes were firmly fixed on the blood knife, his body was slightly on one side, and the blade scraped the armor on his body and fell, smashing a deep knife mark on the ground.

The bloody knife was unsuccessful, and when he heard Han Ming being so arrogant, he was furious, roared viciously, and raised the knife again.

Syllable!

Han Ming's other one also lightly rested on the hilt of the sword, and in an instant, in an instant, the momentum released by the whole person returned to the cage, and the black light flashed in his eyes, and a cold sword intent locked on the side of the blood knife.

Wow!

He suddenly drew his sword, although he couldn't see the slightest sharpness, but it had a terrifying speed, like an aurora, like a flash of aurora, like a glimpse of a frightening sky.

Although the weather was cold with heavy snow fluttering, the blood knife had never felt like the flesh and blood around his body were frozen like at this moment, and his heart was cold, and an inexplicable sense of horror enveloped his whole body.

That sword light, bright but devouring, suddenly shattered the armor on his waist, and blood splashed everywhere in the churning of flesh and blood.

"Ahh

Fang Cai's blood knife was still arrogantly pressing Han Ming, but after an instant, he retreated with a shocked face, which made the team members behind Han Ming all be shocked, the captain was so violent, and the battle intent in their hearts was even more turbulent!

And Whitehall, who paid attention to Han Ming, was also shocked, I didn't expect Han Ming to have such a sharp trick, no wonder this guy was not afraid to see him at all, if he didn't see him today, he might suffer a big loss in the future, but fortunately, he had already touched his back hand today.

"Kill!"

This is a sword that condenses the spirit and spirit, and concentrates on using all his strength, Han Ming's face is pale, suppressing the empty weakness in his body, taking a deep breath, shouting angrily, and the sky-high battle intent shocked the spirit of the team members behind him, and followed by this squad to lead the whole army to start a crazy counterattack.

Behind them, many sergeants observed that Han Ming's entire squad rushed into the enemy's formation, and instead of panicking, they cooperated very tacitly, relying on each other to protect each other, and tearing apart the enemy's charging formation like a sharp knife.

"Han Ming is mighty!" The sergeants of other brigades roared angrily when they saw Han Ming taking the lead and tearing apart the enemy formation.

Immediately afterwards, the entire battlefield set off waves of yelling: "Han Ming is mighty!"

The whole regiment was stimulated by the bravery of Han Ming's team, and rushed forward one by one with a roar and began to counterattack.

"Retreat!"

The enemy army of the Blood Sun Empire saw that the Sixth Recruit Regiment, which was still vulnerable, pounced like a mad dog, and immediately issued a retreat order, after all, it was just an attack, and if it became a war of attrition, it would be meaningless.

Huo Wu rode a white wind wolf, looked at the direction of the enemy's retreat, raised his hand and ordered: "Poor Kou Mo chase." ”

After all, the opponent's generals have not made a move in the shadows, if they rush to chase, they may have to fight with the opponent's generals, and they are not afraid of the other party, but the generals will inevitably affect the soldiers below, which is what Huo Wu and the opponent's generals are worried about.

This repulsion of the enemy's sneak attack was also an encouragement to the army, and some of the recruits who had not seen blood saw blood, and they were not too nervous in the upcoming battle.

"Keep going!"

The whole regiment lost nearly 500 people, but the morale was like a rainbow, and all of them were holding their heads high and passionate, especially the team members behind Han Ming, who had pride and glory on their faces and enjoyed the admiration of the surrounding people.

"Damn, a month of training is really so powerful!"

"Wang Dahu's group of people are the right people, and they should have won a lot of military merits in that battle. ”

The recruits who came at the same time as Wang Dahu and the others all looked at the team behind Han Ming with envious eyes, only Whitehall gritted a mouthful of silver teeth and stared at Han Ming's back viciously.

Han Ming turned to look at Whitehall with a smile on his face, and his eyes were full of war.