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As soon as Shangguan Xiu's words fell, Lao He was happy to jump so high, on Shangguan Xiu's back, he slapped two big slaps in a row, and said excitedly: "Little brother, what I am waiting for is your words, with you to help me, my battalion brothers will be able to capture the enemy fortress and make great achievements!"

Lao Wei watched from the side, and cold sweat almost flowed out. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Shangguan Xiu smiled, not minding at all. It didn't matter which battalion he stayed in, his purpose was to assist his own legions, tear through the defenses of the Besa defenders, and finally capture the city of Vasa.

Although he agreed to go to his own three battalions, Lao Wei hadn't nodded yet, and Lao He didn't give him a chance to refuse, pulling the armor on his body, pushing it out without saying anything, and at the same time urging again and again: "Lao Wei, don't delay your battalion here, hurry up, do whatever you want!"

Lao Wei first looked at Shangguan Xiu, and when he saw him nodding to himself, he smiled helplessly, and complained to Lao He angrily: "I said Lao He, your speed of unloading and killing donkeys is inevitably faster!"

Lao He rubbed his hands and smirked. The 3rd Battalion rested in the captured village to treat the wounds of its wounded brother before continuing its advance eastward.

After leaving the small village, he walked more than two miles to the east, and ran into a stronghold of the defenders of Besa head-on.

The stronghold was not large, and there were not many Besa troops in it, but the fortifications were well built, with trenches dug around it, earthen walls built, and a Besa cannon arranged in it.

Seeing the approaching force of the wind, the Besa army in the stronghold immediately lit wolf smoke and warned the rear, and then, with the roaring sound of shelling, a shell flew down towards the third battalion. heiyaпge

Lao He was an experienced battalion lieutenant, and when he heard the whistling sound of the shells flying, he immediately judged that the landing point of the shells would not be too far from his side, and he shouted loudly: "Lie down, all lie down, dodge the shells!"

A shell burning with a powder mill was falling directly in front of the third battalion. The nearby wind sergeants fell to the ground in unison.

Boom! Not long after the people fell, there was a loud noise in front of them, and a large crater was blown out of the ground, and the dust flew high.

Lao He got up from the ground and shouted: "Attack! Speed up and take the enemy stronghold in front!" Under Lao He's command, the soldiers of the third battalion were divided into small units, in groups of ten, in horizontal rows, advancing forward, firing forward alternately while marching.

On the other side of the fortress, there was also the sound of firing guns and the roar of artillery.

When the cannonballs fell into the crowd, the lethality was even more terrifying, often killing or injuring five or six people around.

Shangguan Xiu, as a 'sharp soldier', has an unshirkable responsibility, so he naturally has to charge at the forefront.

He took up his spirit armor and rushed out of the Wind Army's camp and headed straight for the Besa Army fortress opposite. The Besa army in the fortress apparently also saw Shangguan Xiu, and the firepower began to focus on him.

Bang!

There was another cannon shot, and a cannonball fell down on Shangguan Xiu. If he wanted to dodge this cannonball, it was easy for him, but he just stood there and didn't move, and when the cannonball was about to hit him, Shangguan Xiu suddenly raised his hand and caught the cannonball incredibly.

His palm pressed an obvious palm print on the round body of the cannonball, and when he saw Shangguan Xiu holding a cannonball that was about to be burned out, the wind soldiers behind him were all frightened, and they couldn't help but shout: "Throw it away-"

Shangguan Xiu was also obedient, he took a deep breath, used all his strength, broke off, and threw the cannonball back in his hand.

He was still about a hundred meters away from the fortress of the Besa army, but at such a distance, he actually threw the cannonball back into the stronghold.

A loud bang was heard in the ear wheel, the shell exploded on the side of the artillery, and the air wave that erupted suddenly overturned the artillery, and several nearby Besa artillerymen were affected, two people were killed on the spot, one of them held the door with both hands, fell to the ground, screamed miserably, and blood continued to flow out along the gaps between his fingers.

In this situation, not to mention that the Besa army was stupid, even the soldiers of the Wind Army were dumbfounded, a distance of more than 100 meters, according to the calculation of the Wind Country, it was nearly two hundred steps away, a full two arrows, he could throw a heavy cannonball so far, it was incredible.

The soldiers of the Wind Army couldn't help but secretly rejoice in their hearts, fortunately, he was on his side, if it was an enemy, they couldn't imagine it. Shangguan Xiu didn't seem to realize at all that the throw he had just made was amazing, his body swayed, and his steps were like flying, like a whirlwind, blowing towards the Besa Army stronghold.

When several Besa soldiers squatting behind the low wall came back to their senses, Shangguan Xiu had already appeared in front of them, and one of the Besa soldiers screamed, picked up the fire gun, and shot Shangguan Xiu's head. The latter raised his hand to grab the barrel of the firebolt and pushed it to the side, and the projectile did not hit his head, but passed by his ear.

The Besa soldier also planned to recapture the firecracker, Shangguan Xiu grabbed the firecracker, and only pulled it back at will, the firearm had already fallen into his hand, he used the firearm as a stick, and it was a heavy blow that smashed on the Besa soldier's head.

The Besa soldiers were smashed and flew out, and the firecrackers were smashed violently.

While Shangguan Xiu climbed over the earthen wall, he pulled out a narrow Mo knife from the gap in the spirit armor of his wrist, and between the swings, the sword light flashed continuously in the air, and the surrounding Besa soldiers fell to the ground screaming.

The Besa troops in the trench crawled out one after another, some of them shot at Shangguanxiu's side, and some drew their swords and rushed forward with a roar. Shangguan Xiu touched the ground with one foot, faced the Besa army rushing in front of him, and rushed up, and with the spirit of chaos and the wind cast, the wind blade blew a large number of people. Shangguan Xiu slashed into the crowd of the Besa army with a knife, and the Mo knife swung out, flying up and down, and after the flashes of knife light, it was followed by dazzling blood light and a scream of near death.

By the time the few sharp soldiers who followed him rushed into the Besa army stronghold, the ground was already full of hundreds of Besa army corpses.

Seeing this scene, the Rui soldiers were all stunned, looking at Shangguan Xiu, who was holding a Mo knife and slashing the enemy in the Besa army as if he was chopping vegetables, and secretly doubted, was he really a sharp soldier from the seventh battalion?

Shangguan Xiu went from the periphery of the stronghold to the inside of the stronghold, and along the way, there were many Besa troops who blocked him, but none of them could make a move under him.

When Shangguan Xiu reached the center of the stronghold, there was a commander of the Besa Army standing with a sword.

Seeing Shangguan Xiu covered in blood, he suddenly roared, held his sword in both hands, and rushed towards him. The spirit of the commander of the Besa Thousand Commanders may not be very strong, but the brute strength of the body should not be underestimated, and when the spirit sword fell, it made a piercing whistling sound.

Shangguan Xiu raised the knife in his hand unhurriedly, parryed upward, and heard a loud bang, Shangguan Xiu's body shook, and he took a step back.

Commander Besa looked at Shangguan Xiu in horror, and his sword-wielding hands trembled involuntarily. Taking two breaths, he gritted his teeth, endured the sharp pain from his palm, clenched the hilt of his sword, and rushed towards Shangguan Xiu again, this time he swept with his sword.

Call!

The spirit sword breaks through the wind, is menacing, and takes people's souls. Shangguan Xiu sneered, he used his arm strength and waved the Mo knife outward with one hand.

When the narrow and thin Mo knife collided with the thick and wide heavy sword, with a loud bang, the spirit sword instantly turned into snowflakes, and countless fragments scattered from the air like snowflakes, while the Mo knife was castrated, flashing sideways in front of the face of the commander of Besa.

After swinging this knife, Shangguan Xiu didn't even look at the other party, and shook the blood stains on the Mo knife casually, and with a touch of his wrist, the Mo knife had disappeared, and then looked at the commander standing there, there was a shocking blood line at the front door, and after a while, the blood flowed out along the blood line. He knelt on the ground with a pop, and to his horror, half of his head above the blood line fell to the ground, leaving only half of his head attached to his neck.

The battle didn't last long, and in less than half an hour, it was all over, and the hundreds of Besa troops in the stronghold were completely annihilated by the wind army. Of course, the wind army was not without casualties, a battalion was originally a thousand people, after this series of battles, now the remaining combatable soldiers are only about five hundred.

Thankfully, they captured a Besa gun and more than a dozen shells inside the stronghold of the Besa Army. This was a windfall for the 3rd Battalion.

The battalion lieutenant Lao He circled around the artillery twice, and pushed it hard, feeling that the wheel was quite useful, he told the soldiers on the left and right: "When we leave, remember to bring this artillery with you!"

"Yes!" the surrounding soldiers agreed in unison.

Lao He raised his eyes and looked at the sun, it was noon, he pursed his lips, and said: "Let the brothers eat, when they are full of food and drink, we will continue to fight with the Bessa!"

Two Feng soldiers brought over a big bamboo basket and said to Lao He with a happy face: "Lord Battalion Commander, we found food in the stronghold. ”

When the two of them approached, Lao He lifted the curtain on the bamboo basket and looked inside, and the bamboo basket was full of black buckwheat bread. Seeing these breads, the soldiers of the Feng Army all had a bitter look on their faces, their stomachs were filled with sour water, and they had no desire to eat them.

Seeing that the brothers around him didn't move, Lao He shouted angrily: "What are you doing in a daze, eat quickly!" As he spoke, he took the lead in grabbing a piece of bread and stuffing it in his mouth. In modern times, buckwheat has become a nutritious food, but at that time, buckwheat was the inferior type of wheat, and it was used to feed pigs in wealthy places.

While gnawing on bread, Lao He carefully took out a piece of jerky from the leather armor on his chest, he was not willing to eat it himself, but handed it to Shangguan Xiu, and said with a smile: "Little brother, you eat more!"