The sergeants rushed towards Fan Ming with their pickaxes, and at this moment, a majestic horn sounded in the valley, how melodious and majestic the horn sound was for the pikemen, and for these poor sergeants, it meant that they were in an ambush, it was simply the call of death, and the majestic soldiers stood stupidly in place one by one, waiting for the ambush to appear, and then shouted loudly that there was an ambush! and then they were shot by arrows and died, this is the law they have summarized after so many battles.

And just like that, there was a brief silence on the battlefield. But tranquility is a precursor to a storm.

Rise in Blood, Volume II, Chapter 10, The journey begins

Seeing that there was still no change in the surroundings and no ambushes, the sergeants breathed a sigh of relief, and thought to themselves, 'What is this boy playing with us!' but the sergeants had just straightened their backs, and then a flurry of feathered arrows accompanied by crossbow arrows came like a torrential rain, and rushed towards the dense crowd.

The 'torrential rain' fell in an instant, killing more than 100 people in an instant, and where the rain fell, it stirred up patches of blood.

Just when the sergeants were just frightened by this qiē, there was another dense drain, followed by the third wave, and the fourth wave was almost uninterrupted, and a thousand lives were lost in an instant.

The power of the new crossbow bolts is highlighted again, and six waves of arrows rain in one minute, who can stand it!

Gothrus was also hit by an arrow, and it was a crossbow arrow, and the great power shot through the armor, deeply embedded in his flesh, and he immediately ordered a retreat.

Seeing Gothras, who was about to escape, Fan Ming secretly cursed in his heart that he would not be beaten. "Brothers, it's time! Prove your mettle!"

With a signal, two spearmen were killed at the same time at both ends of the valley as if from the sky, and the mountain walls on both sides of the valley. They also rushed down two spearmen each.

The sergeants who were chasing after the fleeing saw pikemen all around, and they were already surrounded in the middle, like meat on a board, waiting to be slaughtered.

Looking at the pikemen approaching slowly, Gothras knew that the odds were hopeless, and ordered loudly, "Warriors of Veruga! Another test is coming! Let's cheer up! Kill!"

I have to say that the Duke of Gothras is indeed a brave and courageous nobleman, "worthy of being a person who can withstand dozens of attacks by the Swadian army!"

Led by the Duke of Gothras. The remaining more than 1,000 sergeants rushed towards the phalanx of pikemen around them with their pickaxes, and suddenly, sharp spears pierced the sergeants' bodies from all directions, and blood spurted out of the piercing mouths. Splash around.

Some spears were inserted deep into the sergeant's body. The internal organs were brought out and hung on the barrel of the gun, and some of the spears passed through the body of one sergeant, and there was no time to retract it, and then it passed through the body of another person, and so on the barrel of the gun hung four or five corpses, and the scene was disgustingly bloody.

At this time, Fan Ming had also dismounted and came to the military formation, and he carried a Mo knife. Slash left and right, and enter a grim reaper. Harvesting the lives of every enemy who is close to him.,Although I've only learned simple swordsmanship.,But with huge power.,Even if you wield it indiscriminately.,It's quite strong.。

Looking at Bush on the side, he was carrying two plate axes, yes! They were pure plate axes! The kind used by Kui Ye! The slashing and slashing left and right, where the plate axes passed, there was a bloody storm.

At this time, Fan Ming also thought to himself, 'Shouldn't you also get the key weapons to use, or you will waste the strength of this body!' The surrounding spearmen gradually compressed the encirclement, and the corpses of the sergeants had already fallen to a piece, Gothras was already in despair, looking at the corpses of his soldiers, a chill was frozen, he swept the surrounding gun arrays, tight, airtight, and now it is impossible to escape!

Suddenly, he saw Fan Ming who was fighting in the military formation, and he was overjoyed! If he could kill it, wouldn't it be an instant turnaround! So, Gothas rode his horse and rushed towards Fan Ming.

At this time, Fan Ming was concentrating on slashing and slashing, and he didn't notice the fiery eyes on one side. By this time, the danger was getting closer.

Just as Fan Ming cut off the head of an enemy with a backhand knife, he suddenly felt a chill on one side, and when he turned his head to check, he saw that a knight's sword with a length of one meter had slashed towards him, and he had even seen the scratches on the sword.

Fan Ming was already thinking that he was not going to be finished here, the protagonists in other time-traveling novels were all soaring! Even a villain would have to take more than a hundred chapters to finish! Why was his life so short, at this critical moment, a short knife was crossed in front of him, and the knight's sword and the short knife wanted to collide, and there were bursts of sparks.

I saw that the owner of the short knife flicked hard, and the knight's sword was thrown away, and at this time, Fan Ming also reflected, and with a knife in his hand, he cut it off on Gothras's waist, and blood splattered.

But he was a step too late, and a short knife had already been inserted into his other waist, and the short knife passed through the armor and embedded in the flesh, which showed the strength, it was the one that saved him.

'Knock' Gothras fell to the ground, convulsing.

Fan Ming turned his head to look at the person who saved him, and saw that he was not very old, similar to himself, although his face was not childish, but he also showed a trace of handsomeness, wearing a white linen shirt, and the number one was marked on his arm, which was specially marked by Fan Ming to the captain of the spear team to show his identity.

"What's your name?"

"My name is Karl, my lord!" he said, turning his head and continuing to fight.

"Nice young man!

After a small hiccup, Fan Ming continued to join the battle, and without a leader, the army soon could not resist surrendering.

It only took three hours to deal with a team of 3,000 people, while he only lost more than 300 people, and most of them were still wounded, as long as they were wounded, they could fight again. It can be seen that the strength of this army can be said to be incomparable.

After the battle, when the inventory of the battlefield began, Lem reported to him, "Chief, they have killed and wounded more than 2,300 people, of which more than 1,000 have been rescued and can continue to fight, and more than 700 people have been captured, and we have only lost 300 men, most of whom were wounded, and the Duke of Gothrass is quite fatal, and he was slashed by you, and he is not dead!

It's not that Gothras has a big life, but the armor worn by Gothras is too thick, in this era, knights with a little wealth will wear chain mail jacket plate armor, and Gothras has a sleeveless chain mail inside the chain mail, so it is extremely strong.

"Take good care of the wounded, whether they are enemies or their own people! They will all be our comrades-in-arms in the future! And don't forget to disinfect with our soju!" Fan Ming instructed seriously, since the invention of distilled soju, it has begun to be used in many ways, and disinfection is naturally indispensable!

Disinfection with a high number of wine, which can replace alcohol, can effectively kill germs, so that the injured do not have secondary infection, which is the most basic medical knowledge in modern times.

Fan Ming had already taken off his heavy armor with the help of the guards, "Let's go, look at that madman with a big life"

Coming to the camp of the captives, Gothras was kept alone in one place, and when he saw Fan Ming coming, Gothras crawled to Fan Ming's side despite the pain, hugged his leg and said, "My head, my head is gone!"

Fan Ming kicked him away: "Fuck, no matter how much nonsense you talk about, your lungs will be gone!"

This kick seemed to wake him up, and he actually unsheathed his sword, stretched out his hand in front of Fan Ming, and said to Fan Ming arrogantly: "Lao Tzu has lost, take my sword to Viruga to receive the ransom!"

Fan Ming pulled out his sword, and the sound of unsheathing was loud and crisp, and he knew that it was a good sword at a glance.

While everyone was still savoring the sword, Fan Ming returned his sword and stabbed it into Gothrus's throat.

Gothras twitched and looked at Fan Ming, as if he didn't believe that this man would kill the nobleman until he died. Fan Ming slowly pulled out his sword, wiped the blood on him, and said disdainfully: "Remember the face of the person who killed you!

Everyone looked at Fan Ming in surprise, as if they couldn't believe that a duke had died like this, but Fan Ming just smiled lightly, and said sternly: "Warriors, our journey has begun!"

After the war, both the victors and the losers fell into extreme exhaustion.

Fan Ming ordered that after resting for a while, they should set off quickly and rush to Viruga, so the soldiers hurriedly buried the pot and cooked.

It is important to state here that the rations carried by the soldiers were the bacon 'invented' by Fan Ming himself, that is, the meat of the hunted animals was torn into long strips, and salt and other ingredients were added to marinate first, among which Fan Ming also added soju novelty to make the meat more fragrant, and then put it in the sun to dry until it was cooked and dried.

This kind of bacon is not only delicious when eaten directly, but also if you add some wild vegetables and boil it into soup, it is also a different taste, for the soldiers of the Middle Ages, this is simply a delicacy in the world, even the nobles have never enjoyed such a delicacy.

Fan Ming held a piece of bacon in his hand, was eating with relish, and from time to time he broke off a piece to feed the dead on his shoulder, Fan Ming had stipulated earlier that no matter who it was, he had to live and eat with the soldiers when he marched and fought, which made the soldiers feel very cordial to him.

The soldiers around him turned the boiled bacon soup into a bowl for him, Fan Ming took a sip while it was hot, and he felt that someone was always staring at him, and when he looked back, it turned out to be those ambush soldiers, who had been on the road all day, and Fan Ming gave them a one-kilometer acceleration run, and finally after a few hours of fighting, they had not eaten yet.

Now watching the soldiers of the Freikorps gobble up, of course, is greedy, not to mention the tempting broth.

"Bush, let the soldiers give them some rations," Fan Ming said to Bush on the side.

"Ah! Why give it to those damned enemies! We don't have enough to eat!" Bush was visibly dissatisfied.

"They will soon be our comrades-in-arms and our companions, and they will fight with us, so do as I say!" Seeing Fan Ming's tough attitude, Bush could only agree. (To be continued......)