readx;? Chapter 6: Preparations (7)

"Enemy attack, enemy attack, brothers, hurry up and fight!" Cai Gongliang burst into flames, tearing out his throat and shouting desperately. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info It's not lightning, it's the cold light emitted by the rapid movement of the weapon. A group of men and horses who did not know from whose house they came from, under the cover of muffled thunder and light rain, rushed straight through the south gate of the barracks, crushing any obstacles along the way.

No one knew how many of them there were, and the electric fire that kept rolling in the sky illuminated their neat ranks. All of them were cavalrymen, and their bodies were tightly wrapped in leather armor. The mounts under everyone's crotch, almost all of the same height, with firm steps, carrying a broad shield and a long riding spear, like a comb, moved quickly from the camp gate to the Chinese army, whether people or livestock, all those who were touched by the "comb teeth" were all combed to pieces.

"Boom, boom, boom!" "Boom, boom, boom!" Red, blue, purple, yellow, colorful electric snakes fluttered and scurried over the camp. Red, blue, purple, yellow, and colorful spears are lined up in neat rows against the neck of the war horse, sending despair and fear into every pair of eyes along the way.

"Boom, boom, boom!" The sky was full of thunder, "Boom, boom, boom!" The sound of horses' hooves on the ground was also continuous. In the tent closest to the outside of the barracks, thieves woke up from their sleep, rushed out of the tent with their weapons in their hands. The neat lance directly picked up their slick bodies and tore them apart in mid-air.

"Ah——!——!——!h

"Don't run away, people can't outrun the war horse!" Cai Gongliang shivered, brandishing his weapon and shouting. "Together, side by side. Kill one to get one, kill two and earn one!"

His voice is extremely loud and his skills are agile enough. However, his two legs did not move towards the approaching point of the lance. Like a rabbit, he turned around in mid-air, scurrying several times in a row, bypassing his own brothers in a daze, bypassing the rickety sleeping tents, and disappearing without a trace in the blink of an eye.

Rows of spears swept past where he had stood, like autumn wind sweeping away leaves, killing all the "bandits" who had no time to escape. Countless tents were trampled down and trampled all over by horses' hooves. Countless minions turned into lumps of meat in their sleep.

When rows of guns poured in, the place where the tent had stood was completely flat. On the width of forty horses walking side by side, there were no raised obstacles, and there was no living life. The flesh and blood of men and livestock were cast into a wide, straight passage. All the thieves who approached the passage but were lucky not to be affected by the spear blades were all pale and stiff-eyed, and they were paralyzed on the ground trembling.

The minions and bandit leaders in the distance ran out of their tents naked, like a swarm of headless flies. The vast majority of them were so drowsy that they could not make out what was happening in the camp in a panic, let alone where the enemy had come from, whether they were gods or devils. And disorder and panic are the accomplices of the enemy army. Soon, the catastrophe began to spread on its own throughout the camp at a faster rate than the guns moved.

A group of bare-ass minions fled too slowly, being pushed from behind by a larger group of their own robes. Countless bigfeet immediately stepped on their bodies, and no matter how much they screamed, wailed, cursed, and reminded, the owner of Bigfoot turned a deaf ear. In a few breaths, the unfortunate ones who were trampled under their feet passed out, and then, like the puppets, were trampled by more big feet, until they finally turned into a pile of red ooze clay.

"Die together!" A cockroach who was unfortunate enough to be pushed down by his own people, but was lucky not to be immediately trampled into meat sauce, became ferocious, and swung his steel knife violently, slashing four or five thighs around him. "Ah——!", "Mother——!" and "Straight Mother Thief——!" screams and curses alternated, and the injured were either pushed down by others or slashed at the sneak attackers on the ground with knives. "Ding-dong!" The sound of gold and iron striking sounded instantly, and countless people who fell to the ground and were fleeing for their lives brandished their weapons and fought together.

The other escapees had no time to stop, and continued to spread their legs and run deep into the barracks. Soon, the elite thieves who were resting in the depths of the camp were also awakened from their sleep by the chaotic footsteps around them, and without thinking about it, they turned around and joined the fleeing ranks, crying and running deeper into the company camp with the thieves who had collapsed. At the same time, it also spreads the panic farther and deeper.

"Stop, don't panic! Don't run, if you run again, everyone will die here!" Zhou Jianliang, the bald general, rushed out of the tent of the Chinese army, carrying a spear, and shouted orders.

The general is the courage of an army, at this time, others can mess up, but he can't. If 3 to 500 brothers are organized in time, even if they cannot turn the tide, there is at least hope of getting out of danger safely. If you don't want to think about it, you can take the lead and flee for your life, and you don't need to chase and kill the sneak attackers after dawn, and the people in the villages along the way will also use hoes and sticks to repay the blood debt for the victims during this time.

No one would listen to him, and screams and shouts of killing could be heard everywhere. The lightning in the sky was also like crazy, hundreds after hundreds, endless. However, not many raindrops fell with the sound of thunder, which was not enough to wake up tens of thousands of panicked heads. In the darkest hour before dawn, countless slick butts stumbled and scurried, and countless evil beasts slashed at each other with weapons, without any reason or shame.

"Stop, listen to my orders. Everyone lined up together to block the enemy, and I am Zhou Jianliang, the commander of the leopard cavalry! Don't panic, join me in formation to block the enemy. Those who dare to run and scream again, slash!" the bald general swept with his gun and smashed the four brothers who were escaping from him. Then he grabbed one of them by the hair with one hand and shouted loudly.

Still no one listened to him, including the other three who had just been knocked to the ground by him, and one of them also got up and continued to soar into the distance. Only the unlucky ghost who was grabbed by his hair couldn't break free after trying several times, and cried loudly with tears, "Let go, General Zhou let go." It's not that the little ones refuse to give their lives, but yes, it's the retribution that comes. We've been killing too many people these days, and we've got retribution!"

"Fart, those who dare to kill people these days are really heroes! A group of people in the countryside are wasted, when is it not slaughtered goods? How many days has God taken care of them?" Zhou Jianliang knocked this person down with force, brandishing a gun and beating him indiscriminately.

"Spare your life, general, spare your life!" the hapless minions rolled on the ground screaming, and in the blink of an eye, they were smashed to death. Zhou Jianliang spat at his body, holding the bloody gun barrel to block the next wave of deserters. "Stop, stop for me, and those who flee again will be killed!"

One of the routs dodged sideways, and he chased him from behind, stabbing him in the heart. The eyes of the other two rout soldiers suddenly turned red, and they rushed forward desperately with their weapons brandished. How could they hurt a veteran like Zhou Jianliang, who had survived a hundred battles, with a spear in his hand swinging and pumping like a poisonous snake, and with two "poof" and "poof" sounds, he poked the desperately routed soldiers to the ground.

"Ahh Blood did not stir up their courage, the only effect was to keep them from getting too close to their own manager. While running, there were still people who kept shouting, "The general is crazy, General Zhou is crazy." General Zhou has killed too many people and has been retributed! Run, if you don't run again, everyone will have to die in his hands!"

"Fart, Lao Tzu is not crazy, not crazy——!" Zhou Jianliang was so angry that he wanted to cry without tears, poked the spear on the ground fiercely, and gasped to look at the place where the sound of horses' hooves was most intense.

The sneak attacker was already very close to him, and he did not have the ability to organize troops to meet him, at least, before he died, he had to see who the opponent really was. Otherwise, even if he was a ghost tonight, in front of the Reincarnation Bridge, he would not be able to drink that bowl of Meng Po soup willingly.

He saw two of his commanders, hiding among a group of bare-bottomed brethren, running like frightened sheep with their heads bowed. He saw several warriors on whom he usually relied suddenly turned around and raised steel knives at his pursuers. He saw more than a dozen Khitans who had been co-opted by himself, carrying the stolen soft on their backs, like crazy bulls, rampaging through the fleeing procession......

In the next instant, a neat line of spears chased after him. Erase the commanders, the defeated soldiers, the warriors, and the Khitans from his field of vision. There was no pause, and there was not much noise. Like a ploughshare walking across a wasteland drenched in spring rain, it is relaxed and soothing, and even has a certain quiet rhythm.

The enemy army is the elite of thousands of tempers! Zhou Jianliang shuddered, and immediately understood the reason why the brothers were so frightened. Dozens of neat riding spears pierced in one direction at the same time, and there were dense horse hooves under the riding guns. No flesh or blood could stand in their way. Even if Li Cunxiao is reincarnated tonight, in the face of the high-speed stabbing gun, he can only flee for his life or wait for death. One gun blocks dozens of guns at the same time. What's more, the owner of those dozens of guns can only be carried forward by his mount at this moment, and it is impossible to turn his horse to dodge.

In the barracks tonight, there is no Li Cunxiao. The panicked soldiers were poked down by their spears one by one, and then trampled into pulp by the hooves of the horses. Someone was frightened, threw away his weapon and knelt down and begged, and the war horse stepped over his body without hesitation. Someone went completely insane, stood still and waved his weapon into a cloud of wind, and two or three riding spears stabbed him at the same time, and scarlet flesh splattered in all directions.

"Don't kill, I'm here. Everything is coming at me!" Zhou Jianliang saw that his whole body was cold, and he suddenly jumped up and shouted loudly, "I'm here, I'm Zhou Jianliang, the commander of the Leopard Cavalry." I am Zhou Jianliang, the commander of the Leopard Cavalry, and the village was slaughtered by my order, and I am willing to pay for it with blood!"

No one responded to his challenge, and in the lightning and thunder, his figure was as weak as the autumn queen's knowledge. The cavalry phalanx not far away continued to rumble, harvesting all the lives it encountered along the way at a constant speed and direction. For them, at this moment, there is no difference between generals and soldiers, Khitans and Hans, warriors and cowards.

"I am Zhou Jianliang, the commander of the Leopard Cavalry, I am willing to surrender, surrender! Everyone surrenders, let it be disposed of!" Zhou Jianliang saw blood in the corners of his eyes, "Poof!" He knelt down and cried and begged.

When slaughtering the villagers in Sixiali, he only felt the pleasure of being a strong man. Only now do I finally understand how helpless and desperate those flat-headed people are under the blade of the strong.

Suddenly, his cry got stuck in his throat. His mouth was wide open, and his eyes were as wide as eggs.

The cavalry phalanx was already less than twenty paces away from him, and he could clearly see the flags in the phalanx. "Taihang Mountain", "Huyan", several big characters of dragons flying and phoenixes dancing, jumping up and down with the roll of the battle flags.

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