The miserable sound echoed at both ends of the river, and in an instant, the two banks of the Langcang River, where hundreds of thousands of troops gathered, were so silent that everyone was listening attentively, and they forgot that they were chasing after them.

There was a soft click, the screams stopped abruptly, and everyone let out a long sigh of relief, and then a burst of warm applause and thunderous cheers broke out on both sides of the river: "Good job, Lord Commander!"

An example is in front of him, no one dares to cut in line to grab the road indiscriminately, the order of retreat has become orderly again, under the command of the garrison, the soldiers of four people ran across the bridge in a column, and the dredging speed was suddenly much faster.

The pontoon bridge was also done, and Ouyang Jing whimsically strung dozens of carriages together and pushed them into the river, where they were pulled over by several soldiers.

The carriages were made of wooden planks and floated upon entering the water, allowing the soldiers to run briskly on the floats.

In this way, two pontoon bridges were built, and a burst of cheers broke out at both ends of the river, and the soldiers cheered excitedly: "Long live the Commander Zichuan!"

A temporary headquarters was set up at the bridgehead, and in the midst of the bustling crowd, Shikawa Xiu sat on a makeshift chair made of wooden boxes and opened the map splints.

Staring at the topographic map, he was anxious.

The Danner Ferry and Bridge is the only way to Dìdū from the northwest, and the entire Langcang River basin is the most gentle and narrow. After this crossing, the cavalry was able to ride flat and go straight to dìdū without resting.

This is the key point that the enemy wants to seize no matter what, and such an important position, Zichuan Xiu can only rely on 10,000 cavalry to defend it.

In the face of the formidable Flowing Wind and Frost Army, he felt like he was running against the biting cold wind with thin clothes on his body.

Someone walked in the door, Zi Chuanxiu raised his head, and the Delong Qiben of the 32nd Division stood in front of him.

The old officer leaned over and said to Zi Chuanxiu uneasily: "My lord, to hold this place, you need at least two infantry divisions, and in this kind of narrow riverbank area, the cavalry is useless, and can only be used as a reserve counter-assault."

The enemy may arrive at any moment, and we are running out of time, so we must build fortifications at once. ”

The experienced old officer came to the same conclusion as himself, looking at the old officer's dark and thin face, both of them looked helpless.

Many things are not transferred by human will, of course, Zi Chuanxiu understands that the safest thing now is to tear down the bridge to avoid falling into the hands of people, but it can't: the retreating troops on the other side are still counting on this bridge to save their lives!

"There are two things that need to be done at the moment, first, to immediately open a line along the banks of the river, but we are not well manned, and secondly, to assemble the stragglers into units that can be put back into actual combat, but it may not be too late. ”

Zi Chuanxiu looked at the group of uninjured defeated soldiers and said, "They may have collapsed before they even fought with the wind and frost!"

Delon nodded repeatedly, and experienced commanders understood that it would be much easier to put a group of veterans who had failed in battle into battle than to drive a group of soldiers who had collapsed before they had even met the enemy.

The veterans had met the enemy and seen blood, while the recruits were completely defeated by their own psychological pressure, and they had the shadow of defeat in their hearts, and they were prone to panic at the slightest disturbance.

"Report!"

Everyone looked out of the command department in amazement, where a middle-aged red-clothed flag was standing.

He was well-proportioned, with slightly pale hair peeking out under his helmet, and the red-clad flag was slightly cramped and uneasy under the surprised gazes of several strangers.

He walked into the tent and looked at the people: "I heard, there is a temporary field headquarters here, and there is a commander commanding here?"

Seeing the Venus on Zi Chuanxiu's shoulder, he seemed to be burning in the eyes, and knocked his heels loudly: "Lord Commander!"

Zi Chuanxiu stood up and looked at him in confusion: "May I ask your surname, which unit is your noble?"

"Yang Ning, is that you, Yang Ning?" Delong suddenly shouted happily: "Yang Ning, old classmate, don't you recognize me, I'm Delong!"

"Delong, it's you! It's been a long time, I don't even recognize you!"

The two excitedly shook hands and said hello, and the reunion of friends from many years was something to celebrate even on the battlefield.

DeLong asked directly, "Where are you now?"

"I served as the deputy corps commander of the 3rd Corps of the Northwest Forced Defense Army, and concurrently served as the commander of the 23rd Infantry Division. ”

"Ah!" several people exclaimed, and Delong looked at Zi Chuanxiu: "That Mi Hai just now seems to be from the Third Corps of the Northwest Frontier Defense." ”

Yang Ning waved his hand again and again: "Don't misunderstand, don't misunderstand, I'm not here for this." Although Mi Hai is my colleague, his death is completely self-inflicted. Lord Commander, I am also a habitual soldier, and I also know that orders are forbidden, and military orders are like mountains. Mi Hai knowingly committed a crime, and he has aroused the anger of the public. Now that more than 100,000 soldiers and horses have been defeated, how can we unify the army if we do not kill people and establish authority? If I were you, I would behead him. ”

Seeing that the other party was not here to ask for the guilt of Xingshi, Zi Chuanxiu greatly relieved his heart, took his hand and shook it vigorously: "Thank you! Your Excellency Yang Ning, thank you for your understanding! But, Your Excellency, where is your troops?"

Shikawa asked, but didn't hold out much hope.

Along the way, he had seen too many defeated troops and countless lonely single commanders.

Yang Ning waved his hand vigorously: "The twenty-third and twenty-fourth divisions have already crossed the bridge, the twenty-fifth infantry division is still on the other side of the river, and there is still a baggage team still staying there." My lord, I would like to ask you to allow our troops to cross the river first!"

Zi Chuanxiu's eyes widened: "Your corps still has a complete formation?"

"The retreat was too hasty and chaotic, we were drained of the headquarters by the wind and frost, and the commander-in-chief of the corps, Deputy Commander Bai Xi, was missing, and he may have ......" He paused, everyone understood what he meant, and took off the military hat on his head silently.

"But the main combat force of the Corps is still intact, and the baggage team and the grain and grass team are still there. Yang Ning explained in a low voice, as if it was his fault that the corps retreated.

As if someone had pushed him from behind, Zi Chuanxiu suddenly stepped in front of Yang Ning and held his hand enthusiastically: "Your Excellency Yang Ning in red, what task do you have now?"

"We've lost contact with Lord Minghui, and no one has given us orders. ”

"So you're just busy retreating right now?"

"Yes. ”

"Understood!" Zi Chuan Xiu sorted out his military uniform: "I am Zi Chuan Xiu, a member of the command office and the commander of the Black Flag Army." Although you belong to the border guards and I belong to the Black Flag Army, according to the order of the Military Affairs Department, I am in full charge of the defense of the Danna ferry crossing on the Langcang River, and all the troops in this area are under my command. ”

"I understand. ”

"To seize the Langcang River, we must first seize the Langcang River, and to seize the Langcang River, we must first seize the Danna Ferry!

"Please give the order, Lord Commander!" Yang Ning raised his hand and saluted, touching his heel hard.

That night, under the fierce attack of the Flowing Wind and Frost cavalry, the Seventh Army finally collapsed.

A large group of defeated soldiers suddenly retreated to the west bank of the river, and some shadowy red shadows had already appeared on the distant horizon.

The red-shirted cavalry appeared in groups, they wore red uniforms, the bright red ocean was like waves, and above the bright red ocean, the light of the sabre and the setting sun shone brightly.

The cavalry swooped down from a great height and rushed straight into the low-lying area of the estuary.

Despite all the measures taken, there are still nearly 10,000 soldiers of the Zichuan family who have not been able to cross the river.

Seeing the appearance of the enemy, the hope of survival suddenly overwhelmed the restraint of discipline, and the crowd waiting to cross the river exploded, the crowd cried and shouted and fled in all directions, and the red-shirted cavalry fought without stopping, like a big ship riding the wind and waves on the ocean, splashing a wave of screams and blood.

Stumps and severed arms flew over the crowd, and horses' hooves trampled the fallen to the ground into pulp.

Cavalry all the way through.

In the flow of fleeing people, dozens of cavalry repeatedly crisscrossed back and forth, rushed, intercepted, and rear-ended, and those who escaped from the Zichuan family finally rushed out of the pursuit all the way, and there was another road in front of them, and there was a whirring wind of sabers and slashing everywhere in their ears, and it was the shouts of the cavalry: "Kill, kill, kill!" There was no mercy, no sympathy.

Thinking of the humiliation of Yuanjing's surrender to Dìdū, the soldiers of the Liufeng family turned their shame into a fighting spirit, and they were hard-hearted and killed particularly hard and heavy.

"The only way to survive is at the bridge!"

People were of the same heart, tens of thousands of people rushed to the bridge, the crowd was indescribable, and the black whirlpool of people screamed from time to time.

In order to find a way to survive, order and discipline were gone, and the officers and soldiers of the Zichuan family did not hesitate to draw their swords against each other, trample on each other, and kill each other.

More soldiers could not squeeze onto the bridge, and seeing that the situation was critical, they took off their clothes and pants one after another, and jumped into the water with a plop.

For a while, the river was full of black and heavy people's heads, so dense that they could step on the flow of people and walk from the opposite bank without getting wet.

Many soldiers don't know how to water, they can barely float on the water by grabbing the hastily built pontoon bridges and ropes, there are too many people climbing, hundreds of people crawling on the bridge like ants crawling on the sugar cubes, how can a simple pontoon bridge bear such weight?

With a bang, a pontoon bridge sank miserably into the water, and thousands of soldiers who were still on the bridge fell helplessly into the thin ice water, and they struggled for their lives: "Help, help!" Countless hands fluttered and shook on the water.

After a wave came, only a few hands were seen shaking helplessly on the surface of the water, and after the ripples, hundreds or thousands of people disappeared silently.

No one expected that the boundary between life and death would be displayed in front of everyone with such a clear entity, which is the Langcang River, which is less than a mile wide.

Those who can cross the river will live, and those who can't live will die.

The soldiers in the west of the river were slaughtered like rabbits by the cavalry of the Liufeng family, drowned in the river, and died tragically under the saber, the land was full of corpses, and the human body on the river was also black and pressed with the river water up and down, and the blood water dyed the river red.

Tens of thousands of officers and soldiers on the east bank of the river, including Zi Chuanxiu, watched the tragedy with bated breath, where there were earth-shattering screams and cries for help, but there was no sound at all, only the low noise of the river hitting the embankment.

When the hustle and bustle on the other side of the river was over, everyone surrendered, except for the dead.

On the west bank, there was a dense group of Zichuan troops, their hands raised high. Although the weapons in a place could be reached out, no one dared to pick up weapons. On the contrary, everyone bowed their heads to the ground, lest they cause misunderstanding among the cavalry.

The cavalry of the Liufeng family laughed loudly, and rode through the dust in front of the captives of the Zichuan family, and the laughter spread far away to the other side of the river.

The soldiers of the Zichuan family on the east bank were so ashamed that they couldn't raise their heads: the people kneeling there, wearing the same uniform as themselves, were their own compatriots and comrades-in-arms, and when they saw them suffer such humiliation, they didn't dare to cross the river to rescue them!

The supreme commander present was Shikawa Shu, who also felt mixed feelings.

All along, his orthodox education taught him that soldiers should fight valiantly until they died honorably, and that surrendering and being captured were cowardly acts. But in this situation, he really couldn't bear to blame those captured soldiers.

Although it is said that soldiers should resist until death, before soldiers, they are first and foremost human beings.

The family can't rescue them, they are isolated, in this case, survival is the instinct of human beings, if they stand on the safe side of the river and shout to them: "Resist to the end, die in battle!"

- Shikawa Xiu couldn't imagine that he could do such a despicable thing.

The captives were quickly escorted away, and the other side was empty, with discarded uniforms, weapons, and other miscellaneous items left behind.

In the hazy twilight, the shadows appeared in the shadows of the weathered cavalry, and the cavalry shuttled back and forth along the east bank of the river, facing each other from this side.

The soldiers of the Zichuan family shouted at the other side of the river, and the shouting and scolding rang out: "Western barbarians, go back!

The noise here shook the sky, but the other side was silent.

In the twilight, a rogue cavalry was stationed on the shore of the horse, with a red shirt like fire, and the small head of the iron helmet was taken off and looked firmly at the east, and the tall figure blended into the setting sun behind him.

He looked coldly at the noisy army here, as cold as a lifeless sculpture.

On the one hand, there was a shocking scolding, but on the other hand, there was a deathly silence. Even though they were far away, the cavalry's fiery battle intent still burned Zi Chuanxiu's eyes, and he shivered, feeling that the upcoming battle would be very difficult.

In the evening, the main forces of the wind and frost arrived.

Because it was dark, it was impossible to observe the specific situation on the other side, and only the neighing of people and horses was heard for one night.

Several scouts who braved the water to observe came back and said that the other party had set up camp five miles from the shore, and the troops were extremely strong, but the camp was also very tightly guarded, and the patrol team was sent to the shore all the way, and they did not dare to approach to observe.

In the following day, the two armies confronted each other across the riverbank, and the wind and frost did not immediately launch an attack, and with this rare gap time, Zichuan Xiu quickly prepared for battle.

In one morning, the Zichuan army dug a two-kilometer-long trench along the bank of the ferry, and a large amount of river water was led down the embankment into the fields by the river, creating an artificial swamp with water as deep as a thigh - this was the inspiration of Zichuan Xiu, in order to restrain the high-speed maneuverability of the Flowing Wind and Frost cavalry.

Although hundreds of thousands of troops were withdrawn from the front, not many of these troops could really be used.

Although Zi Chuanxiu reluctantly gathered them together, the morale of the army was extremely unstable, and a large number of people were deserters every day, and Ouyang Jing killed hundreds of deserters on the first day, but the momentum of the rout was still increasing: this group of frightened birds was really scared of the wind and frost.

If you have to force this group of rabble to fight against the wind and frost, I am afraid that they will all run out before the queue has started, which will not only not work, but also shake the morale of their own army.

In this case, Zichuan Xiu could mainly rely on Yang Ning's corps, which had three infantry divisions, although it suffered some losses on the way back, but the command system of the unit was still complete, and the order and discipline were relatively good.

The Yang Ning Corps lined up along the riverbank, and they were responsible for the first line of defense.

In the early afternoon, the Flowing Wind Army gathered dozens of small boats from nowhere, and the fleet floated down the river to the east bank, and fired an arrow at the garrison on the shore, only to have all the arrows missed—Zichuan Xiu's forces were placed behind the artificial swamp, which looked down on the embankment condescendingly.

The ship's Drifting Wind soldiers could climb the levee, but they couldn't hold on to the bare, unsheltered dam.

The archers on both sides faced off for several minutes, and the battle was unfavorable to the Windwinders, who retreated from the levee after killing and wounding a dozen archers, and the fleet returned to the west bank of the river.

With a rudimentary telescope, Liu Fengshuang watched the entire battle situation silently.

When she realized that the enemy had abandoned the natural dike, she raised her eyebrows slightly and lowered her binoculars.

"Do you know who the opposing commander is? He is very confident, not an ordinary guard. ”

The left and right generals were stunned for a moment, and Ying Mulan, the commander of the middle battalion who served as Liufeng Shuang's assistant, straightened up: "According to the Zichuan family's troop deployment intelligence roster, the commander of the Langcang River Danna Ferry is-"

He flipped through a pamphlet in his hand: "The Langcangjiang Danna Ferry is not stationed by the regular army of the Zichuan family, and a reserve deputy flag is stationed with a local garrison, and this reserve deputy flag is named Gao Song. ”

"Gao Song?" Liu Fengshuang shook his head, and the generals shook their heads too, no one had ever heard of the name.

"Your Royal Highness, what is so special about this person?"

"He didn't put his troops on the embankment to fight us, but retreated fifty meters to make way for the landing space, this person is very remarkable, he is provoking me to cross the river and fight him in a decisive battle!"

The generals heard the blood reproach, and asked for battle: "Your Royal Highness Princess, please allow the crusaders to fight!"

"The 1st Division of the Wehrmacht is willing to drive forward for His Highness! We can sweep away the clowns on the other side tonight!"

"If that's the case, then it's the enemy's plan!" The bright eyes of the wind and frost swept away everyone: "Generals, although our army has 200,000 tigers and lions, our ship can only transport 300 people across the river at a time, and it just happened to be eaten by the other party bite by mouth. That's the idea, I think. ”

"The two reserve deputy flags want to eat my 200,000 army?" Liu Fengshuang didn't know whether to sigh or sarcastically: "What ambition! In the Zichuan army, there is really a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger!"

To cross the river and storm such a well-guarded position, it seems that even the famous general Liufeng Shuang feels tricky.

In the afternoon, the Liufeng army carried out several small-scale tentative attacks in different areas, trying to figure out the fierce counterattack of the Guò Zichuan army, and tested the strength of each position to find out where the main force of the defenders was.

Tanma Cháo spread the news of the attack of the Flowing Wind Army to the Chinese army camp, but they were all blocked.

Pu Xinqi told the generals: "The commander is busy with very important matters, unless the wind and frost come across the river, don't interfere with him!"

"Ahh

Pu Xin showed an embarrassed expression: "No, he was just taking a nap." ”

Without Zichuan Xiu's order, the troops did not dare to cross the artificial swamp and take the initiative to attack, so they could only return fire with bows and arrows.

So, allowing the Liufeng army to shout and provoke on the embankment, the Zichuan army just hid behind the position and did not show its head, only using arrows.

It was not until dusk that after several attacks, the Flowing Wind Army seemed to be tired and withdrew to the west bank after being on the river's embankment.

Seeing the sun setting at the end of the river and the enemy retreating, the soldiers of the Zichuan Army on the east bank of the river breathed a sigh of relief.

The name is the shadow of a person, and the prestige of the wind and frost is too great, and no one is secretly trembling at the thought that he is playing against the first general of his time - especially his own commander is a guy who snores and sleeps all day and does not seem to be very reliable.

Over the next two days, Flowing Wind and Frost launched a number of feints.

Seeing the smoke and dust billowing on the other side of the river, the army moving in large numbers, and the Red Crusaders repeatedly shouting and making a gesture to climb the embankment and make a big attack, the soldiers were so nervous that their hearts jumped out, and the generals panicked and frequently asked for instructions: "What should I do? What should I do?"

The reply from the Chinese military camp was: "The commander hasn't woken up from his nap yet...... He said that poor rest can affect the beauty of the ......"

Hearing this reply, the generals were all furious.

"That bastard Shikawa Xiu is still sleeping!" they told each other loudly, "He's not afraid of death, what are we worried about!"

The soldiers were also whispering: "The commander is still sleeping, he must be very sure of the old man, right?"

For some reason, while being angry, everyone threw their fear of convection out of the clouds.

Amazingly, a subtle sense of security and self-confidence slowly developed in the military.

The sound of whirring and snoring from the tent of the Chinese army camp was more calming than a majestic speech concocted by the heart of the army, and the army was inexplicably stabilized.

Everyone knows that delaying time is beneficial to the defenders, and Dìdū is urgently assembling troops in the rear, if he waits for the Zichuan family to reinforce and encircle, let alone attack Dìdū, it will be difficult to retreat with his whole body.

But even so, for four days in a row, the wind and frost were so unhurriedly dispatching troops, feints, and retreating every day, making the Zichuan army scratch their heads.

When the soldiers of the Zichuan family were accustomed to stalemate, and faintly felt that "the wind and frost are nothing more than that", in the early morning of the fifth day, the wind and frost began to attack.

Early in the morning, foggy.

As if a black cloud suddenly floated down from the upper reaches of the Langcang River, the huge battleship showed a hideous figure from the dense fog like nǎi, the sails were dense like clouds, and the blood-red battle flag with the word "frost" on the side of the ship fluttered in the wind.

Battleships appeared one after another, densely packed, and their figures covered the entire river!

Seeing this terrifying sight, the sentry on duty was so shocked that his voice trembled: "Enemy attack! The enemy has attacked!"

Hearing the jǐng report, Zichuan Xiu was the first to rush out of the camp.

Seeing the cloud-like group of warships floating on the river, his heart stopped beating.

He realized that Flowing Wind and Frost had stood still for a few days, just to wait for her fleet to arrive.

I forgot about it, since the Zichuan family's Duolun fleet was destroyed, the waterway has completely become the world of the Liufeng family!

The battalion already knew that the enemy was about to attack in a big way, and the soldiers hurriedly climbed out of their tents, hurriedly arranging their armor and weapons to prepare for the fight, and the atmosphere instantly became extremely tense.

There was a piercing whistling sound in the distance, and everyone looked over in unison, only to see a large stone in an arc in the air and fly towards the river, and with a loud bang it fell into the water, setting off a huge splash, and the catapult troops deployed behind the position had already spontaneously fired at the enemy.

Zichuan Xiu shouted loudly to the generals: "Go to the troops! Everyone is in place, the enemy is coming soon!"

With the sound of the horn, the huge warships docked one after another, and before the ships could stop, a large number of infantry in bright red uniforms jumped over the deck and jumped onto the high embankment.

"shè!" the commander of the garrison ordered!

With a soft bang, thousands of arrows rushed up to the embankment like a dense dark cloud, and the Flowing Wind Crusader soldiers were thrown into the water before they could stand firmly, blood splashed, and a ** scarlet floated on the surface of the river, but no one cared about this, the Crusader soldiers took off their shirts one by one, jumped into the artificial swamp created by Zichuan Xiu with their sabers bare, and waded towards the Zichuan family position.

In the artificial swamp, thousands of Wandering Wind soldiers struggled, rolled, and trekked in the muddy water, braving the rain of arrows to keep advancing, falling one after another, no matter how fierce the arrows were, they just held their shields and bows to dodge, but no one stopped, no one flinched, no one spoke, they just persistently and silently approached, and approached.

The soldier who rushed in front fell to the ground with an arrow and plunged into the muddy water, and there was a scarlet ripple in the water, and the soldier behind stepped forward without saying a word, picked up his shield, and continued to move forward in front of him.

Even if they were thrown to the ground by the arrow, they still moved forward little by little, as if their faith in moving forward had not been extinguished until death.

The tenacity of the soldiers of the Liufeng family was like a single-celled organism, and the Zichuan army was faintly chilled to see it, and the generals secretly admired the foresight of Zichuan Xiu - if the position was placed on the embankment, the entire position would be under the bombardment of the Liufeng family's fleet with stones and bows and arrows, and the consequences would be unimaginable if they directly confronted such a formidable opponent.

While the first wave of Drift Wind soldiers was still wading through the muddy water, the fleet brought in a second group of landing soldiers, nearly two thousand infantry, who jumped from their ships to join the charge.

Zi Chuanxiu saw that it was not good, the speed of the enemy's increase in troops exceeded his expectations, and if he allowed such a batch of troops to increase, in the end, the enemy's troops would surpass his own.

"The 32nd Division immediately attacked! Counter-charge and beat the enemy into the river!"

"My lord, the 32nd Division is a cavalry division, but the swamp in front of us is not conducive to cavalry combat!" The Flowing Wind and Frost fleet caught Zi Chuan Xiu off guard, and the swamp that had been arranged to guard against the Flowing Wind Cavalry had become an obstacle to the movement of the Purple Chuan Cavalry.

Zi Chuanxiu smiled, and Teng Teng walked to the queue of the 32nd Division.

"Your Excellency Commander has arrived!" shouted the order, and five thousand black-clothed cavalry lined up and stood tall.

Looking at this jīng sharp army, Zi Chuanxiu suddenly drew his sword, and roared like thunder: "Brothers, the wind and frost came across the mountains and rivers to invade our country, and I want you to drive those western barbarians down the river, but some people say that you are cavalry, and you can't cross this small swamp in front of you-brothers, aren't you?"

The team was silent for less than a second, and then, the overwhelming word "no" shook the sky, and five thousand voices shouted: "Commander, rest assured, the 32nd Division has no seeds!"

Di Di Di Di's marching horn sounded, and the Zichuan family countercharged on all fronts.

The 32nd Cavalry Division abandoned its horses, and the soldiers in black sè uniforms screamed with their sabers, and scrambled to plop and plop into the swamp.

Looking down from above, in the muddy and soft swamp, it seems that a black sècháo head and a red sècháo head collide head-on, and as soon as the two waves touch slightly, they immediately explode ferociously, splashing countless scarlet liquids!

It was a brutal battle for both sides. Both sides were cavalrymen, and now they had to abandon their horses and crawl in this watery mud that could not stand at all, and they were covered in mud.

The brave wins when they meet on a narrow road, and at this time any strategic strategy is useless, and the fight is who is braver and fiercer in the armies of both sides, and who has a faster knife and sharper!

In the mud, people turned over on their backs, the sound of killing and screaming were mixed together, the scene was chaotic like a pot of boiling gruel, everyone seemed to be crazy, everyone in the knife and gun array was fighting separately, and in the screams, people were constantly cut off their arms and heads, blood was splashed half a day high, and the mud turned red, and the people who were cut off were cut down immediately, and the heads and limbs of the severed people floated on the surface of the mud.

The Zichuan family has a lot of soldiers, and they firmly occupy the advantage in the overall situation, and press the Liufeng family soldiers to the river bank behind them little by little, but the soldiers of the Liufeng family are different, although they are disrupted, they are chaotic but not broken, and they are still fighting endlessly, even if the flesh and blood are blurred, they still fight to cut out the last knife and die with the opponent.

With this tenacious killing energy, they firmly occupied the last line of defense of the embankment, and the impact of the soldiers of the Zichuan family one wave after another could not break them!

The two sides were in a stalemate, the fleet docked for the third time, and more than 1,000 soldiers of the Liufeng family jumped from the boat onto the embankment, and Ying Mulan, the commander of the middle battalion of the Liufeng family, also appeared on the embankment.

He was a well-known general, and without saying a word, "Rush with me!" Immediately, a group of soldiers gathered around him.

The more than 1,000 people who came up were a new force, and they gathered into a group and densely burst outward, immediately protruding a gap in the encirclement of the Zichuan family, and the Liufeng family soldiers who rushed out of the gap in turn bit the right flank of the Zichuan army, and the shape suddenly became beneficial to the Liufeng family!

Zi Chuanxiu could see clearly in the Chinese army formation, and he got up and called Ouyang Jing: "Ouyang, give you 500 people, and press the enemy back into the circle for me!

"My lord!" Ouyang Jing took off his shirt to a knees, held a saber shirtless, and said murderously: "My lord, what are you talking about promotion at this time?" Anyway, in a word, if you can't kill them, I will just throw my life there!"

He turned around and raised his arms and shouted: "The hero accompanies me to kill the thief!" Immediately, hundreds of sabers were erected like a jungle: "Kill the thief!"

The sword was bright, and a group of men and horses swooped towards the battle circle with murderous vigour, looking at them, Zi Chuan Xiu's heart was pounding with nervousness, if it was possible, he simply wanted to replace Ouyang Jing in battle!

Overhead, there are whistling boulders smashing, and huge splashes explode one after another on the river, on the river, the warships come and go like weaving, the sails are like the sea, and the warships that were hit by the boulders are sinking, and the sailors are shouting for help to escape.

On the embankment, the two armies fought fiercely, the swords and swords flashed like cháo, and the drummers and trumpeters on both sides cheered for their soldiers, and the drums and trumpets shouted and killed to shake the heavens and the earth.

The wind and frost urgently ordered the vanguard troops on the other side: "Be sure to hold the beachhead, reinforcements will arrive soon!"

Zichuan Xiu quickly rode around the map: "Charge, counter-charge!" Drive them down the river to feed the fish!"

Everywhere there were armor, everywhere there were swords, everywhere there were soldiers and horses, everywhere there were corpses, and the soldiers and horses were pushed upwards like cháo water, and now both sides were in a white heat, and the battle line of that embankment was a bottomless black whirlpool, sucking the armies of both sides into it one after another, and spitting out only a mutilated corpse, and blood flowed into the river.

There were so many corpses on the embankment that the soldiers on both sides could not stand, and everyone kicked the dead bodies into the river with their feet as they fought.

Zi Chuanxiu held the binoculars and looked at the battlefield, he clearly knew that he was going to lose, although he could still maintain a comparable or even upper hand in the battle, but he could not destroy the fleet that suddenly appeared in the wind and frost, with this fleet, the wind and frost could continuously transport troops, and his own troops were too small to withstand consumption. He did not lose in strategy, but in strength.

"Is it really going to be a last resort?"

Looking at the fierce battlefield, Zi Chuanxiu gritted his teeth: "It's not that time yet! Guards, copy guys, get ready to go into battle!"

"My lord, you personally went into battle, who will command the overall situation?"

"There's no need to command, you guys can go into battle too!"

"Yes!" The captain of the guard replied majestically, and stood in front of Zi Chuanxiu with a steel knife: "My lord, all the one hundred and twenty-one guards have been assembled, please instruct!"

Zi Chuanxiu nodded, looking at his personal guards: this was the last reserve in his hands. He was constantly resting and did not participate in combat. Now, the soldiers are dressed in black, with epaulettes and bright epaulettes, wrapped neatly from head to toe, without a trace of burden, the two-foot saber is slanted behind them, and their eyes reveal the murderous spirit of Sensen, jīng fierce, and calm.

This is the team that has been following Zichuan Xiu since the Far East, has experienced countless fierce battles, and is a battle-hardened tiger and leopard jīng rui!

Seeing this, Zichuan Xiu felt that there was no need to do pre-war mobilization, the soldiers were now as murderous as daggers out of the sheath, and no matter how much nonsense it would reduce morale, he shouted in a sharp voice: "Follow me!" and jumped into the thigh-deep quagmire swamp first.

In the sound of loud footsteps, the whole team rushed to the side of the broken bridge of the embankment with the most fierce fighting.

On the side of the broken bridge, the two armies fought in full swing.

It was a scuffle, the queues on both sides were all in chaos, and the uniforms of the red sè and the black sè were mixed and staggered together, and it was impossible to distinguish who was who.

The swords and swords, the sound of killing and screaming were deafening, and there were arrows whizzing and flying everywhere, and no one could figure out which archer shè came out of it.

Suddenly there was a piercing roar, I don't know whether it was a boulder flying from the shore or the river, falling from the sky, smashing your comrades or enemies around you into flesh and blood, mud with meat sauce splashed on your head and body, you didn't have time to wipe it, a steel knife in front of you slashed your head, you stood up, and the opponent slashed a few times, and suddenly found that the opponent's uniform was a little familiar: "Ah, you are our person!"

"Ah, nǎinǎi's, they're all dizzy! We made a mistake ......"

Before the man in front of him finished speaking, a knife flew out of nowhere and cut off half of his head, and you pounced on it and cut down the stray soldier who killed him in the mud, but the stray wind soldier bit the leg that held you and refused to let go, and the two of them crawled and rolled like dogs in the waist-deep mud......

That melee zhōngyāng is a whirlpool circle of fighting, mixed with friend and foe.

Zi Chuanxiu took more than 100 people into the street, and in a few clicks, most of the guards around him were scattered, and he led a dozen people around the whirlpool, and rushed in front of a group of soldiers and horses, a red sè uniform, which just collided with Zi Chuanxiu's team.

Seeing the gold star on Zi Chuanxiu's epaulettes, the soldiers of the Liufeng family howled like wolves: "There is an official! Kill him, and you will be rewarded!"

The four Flowing Wind soldiers swung their bloody sabers and pounced on Zichuan Xiu, and the guards behind them tried to stop them, but they were entangled by other enemies.

Before the guards in the distance could come forward to cover, the enemy's blade had already been handed to Zi Chuanxiu's body, and several voices shouted at the same time: "Danger, my lord!"

In the clear sword light, four heads flew into the sky at the same time.

In the shocked eyes of everyone, Zi Chuanxiu slowly retracted his knife, and at this time, the headless corpses fell into the quagmire with a thud, and the blood splattered and stained the quagmire.

Stride, draw the knife, split, close the knife, no bluff shouts, no superfluous and cumbersome tricks, simply sharp, one blow fatal!

This scene shocked everyone present, and everyone forgot that they were on the battlefield of life and death, and stopped and looked at Zichuan Xiu blankly.

It took a full five seconds for the sky above the battlefield to burst into cheers and applause: "Okay, Lord Commander!"

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