readx;? Chapter 9: The End of Ping (4)

"Brush-" A snow-bright sword light slashed head-on, as fast as lightning. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Ning Yanzhang didn't dodge or dodge, and stabbed his spear into the opponent's throat. One inch is strong and one inch long, when Fu Yaozi was instructing him in martial arts, he once introduced the advantages and disadvantages of the spear very clearly. And after Zhen Wuzi and Chang Wanshu and others continued to feed him, his mastery of marksmanship has become more and more proficient.

The opponent didn't know that he was the legendary second prince, and he didn't expect that he would dare to exchange his life with him. Stunned, the steel knife, which had already been halfway slashed, turned around with difficulty and slammed the shaft of his spear with the blade. What Ning Yanzhang wanted was the other party's hesitation, and his legs suddenly exerted force, "Ding!"

The iron sheath at the tip of the spear grazed a string of sparks against the blade, piercing the opponent's throat, revealing a bloody half-sharp edge from the back of the neck.

"Keep up, keep up with him! Keep up with the second miss!" Chang Youde, Chang Youcai, and the other five or six Changfu generals, while brandishing weapons and slashing the surrounding "door-knockers", shouted peace.

The second lady, who had to protect herself, followed behind the bullshit "second prince" inch by inch. Even if everyone is unwilling, they can only advance and retreat with this person. However, there is indeed a little truth in what this person said earlier. The bandits were unprepared for the sudden smashing of the gate. Dozens of people blocking the door, all unarmed. was killed by everyone like chopping melons and vegetables, and the rest either fled for their lives, or knelt directly on the ground, and their souls were terrified.

On both sides of the "Door Runners", there are only two narrow rows of sword and shield soldiers. Their mission was to shield their robes from bricks and arrows, but they were shocked to find someone coming out of the door. Immediately, a crazy roar came out of his mouth, pushed away the robe in front of him, and brandished his weapon to intercept it.

The sword and shield soldiers who have not formed a battle formation are slightly stronger than the villagers in fighting alone, but they are also very limited. And the first wave that rushed out behind Ning Yanzhang was not only the general of the Changfu family, but also the Taoist priests and Taoist children led by Zhen Wuzi. As soon as the two sides came into contact, the winner was decided. The sword and shield soldiers were dead, wounded and wounded, and along with the unarmed soldiers who slammed the door, they were killed to the ground. However, the generals and Taoist priests led by Ning Yanzhang and Chang Wanying quickly stepped over their corpses and pounced on the stunned archers in the distance.

Another group of sword and shield soldiers howled and rushed forward to stop them, everyone's face almost full of surprise and nervousness. They didn't come in time because they were prepared. It's because he didn't want to risk being stabbed to death by a random spear before, so he has been "lazy" to hide behind the "wall soldiers", and pretended to beat the shield with a simple knife to cheer for his own robe. Now, the people who were cheered on were killed and injured in an instant. They have no second option but to step up to the front.

"Poof!" Ning Yanzhang rushed over with his head down, and stabbed a shot into the lower abdomen of the sword and shield soldier closest to him. He then slammed the back half of the spear with his left hand, throwing the man three feet away. A sword and shield soldier who was screaming and rushing forward was hit by the corpse and fell to the ground on his back. Ning Yanzhang raised his foot and stepped on his chest, exerting all his strength, and the spear stabbed into the throat of another opponent.

Chang Wanying followed him like a shadow, swinging her sword to protect his back. "Keep in formation, keep in formation!" Chang Youcai and Chang Youde grabbed Chang Wanying on the left and right, and reminded loudly. The lacquer gun in his hand stabbed left and right, and stabbed the enemies who tried to attack from the side into corpses one after another.

"Keep in formation and keep up with the second miss!" Closely behind Chang Youcai and Chang Youde were the generals Chang Pu, Chang An and Chang Ning. They are also veterans of a hundred battles and know the importance of formation and coordination on the battlefield. Today's fight, although everyone was completely forced to get involved. But now, no one has any room to back down. Only by following the stunned boy at the front and trying to win as much as possible can you win a glimmer of life. On the contrary, if the second lady is martyred, everyone can only die here with the battle!

The hastily formed formation of the sword and shield soldiers was immediately torn open with a bloody hole. "Keep in formation, keep up, keep up, kill them all!" Zhen Wuzi led a group of Taoist priests and Taoist children and dozens of folk warriors, and followed closely behind a group of Changfu generals. They don't know how to arrange troops, and they don't have much experience in battle. However, they are all elderly with a keen eye. Teams that advance in a spear form have tremendous attack power, but they receive very little hindrance. If you can always maintain the forward impact of the current situation, the goal that the Eighth Senior Brother said in the door before would not be a beautiful dream!

"Kill, flank and flank, kill them all!" The last to rush out of the gate was True Silence, True Wisdom and True Purity, and a group of villagers who were responsible for defending the north courtyard wall. Their defense line has not been attacked in any way, so the old Taoist priest Fu Shaozi, who was standing on the top of the Sanqing Palace, sent them all out in time. This group of new forces didn't hear Ning Yanzhang's previous tactical arrangement, but they found that on the courtyard walls on both sides of the gate, there were many bandits who had climbed half of the wall, and they were stunned and in a dilemma. For this kind of live target, everyone does not kill the white and does not kill, so the swords and spears are raised, and the latches of the flat door are waved indiscriminately, like beating persimmons, and the bandits who are in a dilemma are knocked down from the spear ladder one by one, and one by one they are beaten into meat sauce.

Listening to the boiling voices behind him, Ning Yanzhang's spirits were greatly lifted. Two-handed flat-ended spears stab the next enemy. It was a capital head, and his martial arts and courage were much higher than ordinary soldiers. Turning sideways to avoid the oncoming spear, the steel knife thrust forward against the shaft.

"He's going to cut off my fingers!" Ning Yanzhang instantly saw through the other party's scheme, his eyes were wide open, and his hair stood on end. The other party's movements slowed down instantly, and his movements suddenly outpaced his own thinking. The left and right hands accompanied each other, and suddenly stirred a circle with their spears, stirring the opponent's steel knife directly into the air. Immediately, his thigh instinctively kicked over, hitting the opponent's lower abdomen.

"Poof!" the bandits spat out a mouthful of blood and staggered to their seats. Ning Yanzhang raised his spear and stabbed downward. The spear made of black iron struck under the opponent's sternum, the softest place between the ribs. Half a foot deeper, a string of shattered entrails was splashed.

A spear stabbed him head-on, straight to his chest. Ning Yanzhang hurriedly blocked with a spear and fought with the other party. Chang Wanying suddenly leaned out half of her body from behind him and threw a shield she had picked up from the corpse at her opponent. The man was caught off guard, smashed into the ground, screaming and staggering back. The spear in Ning Yanzhang's hand quickly caught up, and he took a stride to pick and thorn, completely blocking this person's shouting and scolding in his own throat.

More sword and shield soldiers rushed over from both sides, but they were blocked by the generals of the Chang Mansion. The two sides move quickly, stabbing and slashing at each other, each move trying to take the other's life. Soon, many people fell to the ground screaming. The living do not hesitate to step through pools of blood, oblivious to the imminent death.

"Whoosh, whoosh!" flew a row of carved feathers. Ning Yanzhang swung his spear and struggled to block. None of them were blocked, the distance was too close, and the feather arrows were almost flat, fast and urgent, completely beyond his reflexes. However, good fortune that he hadn't had for a long time suddenly enveloped him. There was a whole row of feathered arrows, but none of them hit.

"Ahh Chang Youde was shot in the shoulder by a cold arrow, and the blood quickly stained half of his body. One of the nearest bandits saw the bargain, smirked and pounced, slashing at his other arm with a steel knife. Chang Youde suddenly grinned at the other party, picked up the paint gun with one arm, and smashed it on the opponent's helmet.

"Dang Chang!" the gun broke, the helmet cracked, and the opponent's neck was smashed to the side, and he died of exhaustion. Chang Youde bent down and picked up a Pu knife, waved a cold wave with one arm, broke away from behind Ning Yanzhang, and threw himself into the enemy's army. Two bandits were slashed by him one after the other, screaming and dying. A steel knife stabbed him in the lower abdomen, and the other side made a huge cut in his back. He staggered and took a few more steps, grabbed the last opponent, and stabbed him in the chest with the blade.

"Brother De, Brother De!" Chang Ning cried loudly, blood and tears streaming down his cheeks. "Fill in the position, keep up! No one can live forever!" Chang Pu, who was walking side by side with him, gave him a slap in the face. Immediately, he crossed the lacquer spear and pushed him into the vacancy left by Chang Youde. At the same time, he stepped diagonally and took over the position left by Chang Ning. The lacquer gun in his hand swung sideways again, brushing away the tip of the knife that the opponent had taken advantage of, followed by a crisp flip, which lifted the person into the dust.

"Continue forward, don't delay, kill all those archers, kill them to avenge Uncle De!" Chang Wanying reminded loudly in the team with tears in her eyes, lest someone be too impulsive and affect her own formation.

There was no need for him to remind them, everyone also knew that this was not the time to mourn the robes, so they continued to wave their weapons and followed closely behind Ning Yanzhang, the leader of the team. Everyone fought as they went, and flesh and blood flew on the blades of guns and blades. The boots and armor were also quickly stained red with blood.

Ning Yanzhang stabbed an opponent to death with a spear, lifted the person's body high, and threw it at the bandit archers not far away with all his strength. It was a cruel move, but it worked wonderfully. Seeing a bloody corpse flying towards him in the air, knowing that it was impossible to be hit, the archers who were facing the corpse still released the bowstring and dodged to the sides. As a result, his companions, who were already holding their bows and ready to shoot, staggered, and the feathered arrows they shot were as far away from the target.

Before they could regain their composure, Ning Yanzhang and the others had already rushed over. Spear to bow, sword to feather arrow, within a distance of three feet, it was simply a one-sided slaughter. In an instant, the archers fell to the ground in pieces like wheat that had been hailized. The lucky one screamed in fright, dropped his bow and arrows, and fled.

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