He Quan turned over and got on his horse, and the horsewhip in his hand pointed at the two sides who were still fighting in the distance, and smiled at Zhao Wang Cao Ke: "No matter how strong Yasukuni is, for my big Zheng Tianbing, it is just a stronger mouse, and those who are not afraid of death often die faster." ”

"Now the overall situation has been decided, Your Highness is here later, and the ministers will also come back with some blood!"

He Quan said that the clouds were light and light, but Cao Ke listened to it with fascination, if it weren't for the fact that he was born in the emperor's family and wielded a straight knife at this moment, he should have his own.

Cao Ke felt that he was born to be suitable for this kind of bloody battlefield, and from the first time he saw the human head flying, he was still a little scared and even retched, but then there was excitement.

He Quan rushed down with a few personal guards, and there were hundreds of light horsemen beside Cao Ke.

Cao Ke turned around and looked around, everyone's eyes were full of longing.

If you can't make meritorious contributions, why do you go to the battlefield?

If you are afraid of joining the Sixth Army, what should you do?

If you can't kill the general, capture the flag, win the meritorious service, and seal your wife, why do you wear this iron coat?

Zheng Guo's domineering and Zheng Ren's glory relied on the blood on the battlefield, relying on the four seas, and if he didn't obey, he would destroy the country, Cao Ke slowly pulled out the hundred refining straight knife on his waist, the red string was wrapped around the golden handle and held it steadily, and the blood-red gems inlaid with it shimmered in the sun that could not be calm.

Cao Ke's breathing couldn't help but start to shorten, his blood was burning, and his life was also worried.

The sound of brushing is endless.

The Xiaozhou sergeant in the rear immediately drew his saber, and many people licked their lips with a cruel smile, this is the most elite and cruel slaughtering machine in the entire country.

Cao Ke turned around and looked at it, and couldn't help laughing, there are tigers like this, there are robes like this, what a pity!

At this moment, what Tianhuang nobles, what King Zhao, what His Majesty's favorite grandson, the future successor of the empire, etc., do not exist, and so on, some are just an ordinary son of the big Zheng Liang family, a member of the Xiaozhou army, a more gorgeous straight knife, a more light and strong armor with the same blood and passion.

The war horse seemed to feel the mood of its master, and kept snorting, and the horseshoe made of fine iron abandoned clusters of loess.

Finally, the atmosphere is in place.

"All the soldiers will attack with me!"

Cao Ke held the straight knife high, his voice changed a little in the desperate shout, his legs gently clamped the horse's belly, and the war horse began to slowly descend the mountain.

Behind him were hundreds of bright swords, and the cold was overwhelming.

Standing in the center of the miniature version of the military formation, Zobo constantly deployed men to block the Zheng army's attack.

The spears several meters long were densely distributed in the forefront, and every Jing sergeant gritted his teeth and used his strength to shoot at the enemy in front.

"Steady! Second row! Attack! ”

The officers of the Jing army stared at the blood-red eyes and tried their best to defend the line with their mouths wide open.

A whole row of spears smashed down, which made Sergeant Zheng a little dazed, and many soldiers were dizzy from the smashing.

The strange way of fighting gave Jing Jun a little advantage.

The Zheng soldier holding the shield was a little flustered for a while, and habitually blocked the shield in front of him, but the front row stabbed and the back row smashed people, and there were always some places that were difficult to take into account, Xiao Zhoujun was a professional cavalry after all, although he could dismount and fight on foot, he always suffered a little.

Yuzobo looked at Daxi, and the small flag in his hand waved again and again, obviously with the intention of attacking and defending.

Li Du's face was pale, as the most elite Xiaozhou army, it was not fast and extremely fast, the number of people was almost inferior, and the equipment was far inferior to his opponent, and even gave the other party the spare strength to counterattack.

Li Du didn't have to think of the whip he had commanded when he watched this situation.

At this moment, the sound of horses' hooves behind was clearly in the ears, and a large congratulatory flag appeared in the eyes.

Li Du knew that there was not much time left for him, and the Xiaozhou army was well treated and well-equipped, and it was under the direct jurisdiction of the Son of Heaven, but at the same time, the requirements were extremely strict.

The role of the sharp knife is to break through, if one day it can't break through again, will it still be needed?

Just like the Fenzhou Army, known as the crown of the world, its achievements are impressive even today, but the Fenzhou Army was wiped out for ten years, during which countless people wanted to restore the establishment of the Fenzhou Army and were rejected by Cao Ju without hesitation.

Why?

No matter what the reason, the annihilation of the whole army is the annihilation of the whole army, does Cao Ju, as the Son of Heaven, really not want to rebuild an invincible iron army in the world?

The former Fenzhou army was the sharpest sword in the entire Zheng State and the holy place in the hearts of all Zheng soldiers, but when the news of the annihilation of the Fenzhou army was confirmed, the morale of the entire Zheng army suffered irreversible losses, and once that pride was lost, it would take several times the price to make up for it.

The defeated or even defeated champions can no longer support Zheng Jun's honor, even if they rebuild the record without dazzling results, it is just self-inflicted humiliation.

If you want to wear a crown, you must bear its weight.

If you enjoy its glory, you will have its ability.

"Change the iron array!" Li Du can't do it anymore.

The Zheng soldiers quickly gathered together, with the shield-bearers in front, the crossbowmen in the close-second, and the spearmen and straight-knife hands.

Yu Zuobo's eyes narrowed, and he was even more impressed in his heart, in the fierce battle, Zheng Jun could change formations so quickly, and his strength could be seen.

Immediately ordered the front to stop the attack and advance, stabilize the formation on the spot, and at the same time quietly ordered people to collect horses.

As long as you are not blind, you can see the flag from far and near, but you may not know the words on it.

And in the distance, the last reserve of the Zheng army had already descended the hill and advanced to this side.

"Sakana."

A short and stubby little fat man next to him immediately stood up: "Hey! ”

"You send someone to check on the situation of the main army!"

"Gu Yuan!"

"Your Excellency!"

"You take the elite of the headquarters to go up to support, and tell the brothers, hold on for another stick of incense, and alternately cover the retreat after a stick of incense!"

"Hey!" Team Sakomoto Yuyuki is obviously a fierce general, and he rushed up with his own guards screaming with murderous spirits.

Bao Cheng'an, an ordinary commander in the Xiaozhou Army, looked like he was in his early thirties, he was already a veteran of the army for nearly ten years, and the wounds on his body were dense to show everyone the bravery and meritorious deeds of this person.

At this time, Bao Chengan was holding a Mengtie hand card in his hand, his eyes were staring closely at the movements of the enemy on the opposite side through the armor, and the straight knife in his right hand swung from time to time to knock away the blade that smashed over and stabbed him.

Bao Cheng'an has been in the army for many years, and it is the first time he has seen a battle, and the spear is dancing up and down, and the huge force that follows the sound of breaking the air has smashed many robes to the ground, but fortunately, they have occupied enough advantages to allow the injured and unconscious brothers to be dragged down.

The enemy on the other side didn't look like a mule, but he was one of the few extremely fierce and willful opponents he had seen in years.

Zheng Jun is equipped with five people and eleven people as standard, but among the four brothers under Bao Cheng'an's command, an archer and a pikeman have been killed, the knife player is injured and is still holding on at the moment, and the other pikeman is handing out the spear at the moment, and from time to time he stretches out the spear he has withdrawn and rubs it back and forth against the shoulder armor next to his face.

At least half of the whole thing is gone, which has never happened before.

Bao Cheng'an's eyes were full of angry blood red, and every fallen robe was his own brother in life and death, and he was a person who could entrust his life.

Bao Cheng'an stabilized his mind, held a card in his hand and listened to Shi Changguo's trumpet, pressing his steps towards the enemy on the opposite side.

He believed that as long as he got close, the situation would be different immediately, and the tattered pieces worn by the soldiers on the opposite side didn't even need to break the armor, and the straight knife slashed it in half.

"Enter!" This is the voice of Liu Ren, the team leader.

Yang Lehe, the chief of the Shi, immediately followed and shouted: "Ershi! Enter! ”

The entire Zheng army's front advanced a few more steps in the confusion.

"Crossbowmen, release quickly!"

"Crossbowman, release quickly!"

Bao Cheng'an's crossbowmen had already died, and he and the knife player next to him immediately bit the straight knife in their mouths and took out the repeater on their waists, and the repeater could even easily pierce the iron armor at this distance.

Almost as soon as the sound of breaking through the air buzzed, the screams on the opposite side followed.

There were twelve arrows in one crossbow box of the Zheng army's crossbow, and suddenly the Jing army's army array disappeared two or three layers like boiling water meets snow, and this wave caused at least hundreds of casualties in the Jing army.

Yu Sabo was shocked that Zheng Jun still had such a big killing weapon hidden, and this round of attacks almost wiped out the pikemen in the front row, leaving only the swordsmen and archers in the rear.

Gu Yuan Yuzhi roared angrily, it is likely that he did not look at the yellow calendar when he went out, but Yasukuni does not have the yellow calendar, and it is very likely that he did not pray for blessings like a god.

Gu Yuan Yuzhi had just led dozens of elites to support first, and was about to rely on his bravery to do a good kill, and the majesty of killing Zheng Ren saw the arrows rushing in his face.

More than half of the guards around him fell in an instant, and Gu Yuan Yuyuki's body was densely packed with more than a dozen arrows, and from a distance, it looked like a large hedgehog standing up with his back to you.

Gu Yuan Yuzhi came from the Gu Yuan family on Bianyun Island, and belonged to the family of the huge wealth on Bianyun Island, so Gu Yuan's equipment was very sophisticated, and his fine iron armor was extremely protective.

Gu Yuan Yuyuki also relied on his thick skin and strength, and after less than three years in the army, he reached the position of team leader, and he had hundreds of junior brothers.

Until this moment, Gu Yuan Yuzhi felt the pain in his heart, and blood seeped out along the cracks, making Gu Yuan Yuyuki, who was trying to stand, look very tragic.

"Bian Yun Island Gu Yuan Yuzhi is here, Zheng Jun on the opposite side dares to die!"

Looking at the back of Yuyuki Furumoto, Yuzobo's eyes were a little moist and muttered: "The samurai of Yasukuni, the real samurai." ”

Zheng Jun looked at the hedgehog in front of him with a strange expression, Yang Lehe looked at Bao Chengan and nodded, and the latter put the repeater back on his waist and took off the straight knife that bit it in his mouth and strode over.

"Zheng Ren, suffer death!" Gu Yuan Yuyuki picked up the sword in his hand and roared angrily, stumbling forward.

"Irritability!"

Immediately, Douda's head rolled to the ground, and Yuyuki Furumoto's unwilling eyes just looked at Yuzobo.

Bao Cheng'an followed his gaze and also noticed the generals of the Jing army on the opposite side, and the battlefield that was originally fighting suddenly entered a strange relative silence with the crossbow attack of the Zheng army.

Seeing this, Li Du snatched the brigade flag and shook it desperately, and the officers at all levels immediately ordered the soldiers under his command to revert to the plum blossom array to charge and attack, and the threat to the Zheng army was greatly reduced after the Jing army lost the first line of defense of the spear.

Bao Chengan glanced at it contemptuously, and then returned to his team's array.

"Martial Friends Masaki!"

"The last general!"

Yu Zabo stared at Zheng Jun, who was attacking, and was a little undecided.

In less than a stick of incense, the loss of eight hundred elites has exceeded thirty percent, which is a rather terrifying speed, equivalent to the death of a soldier in less than eight breaths, and the casualties of Zheng Jun may be a fraction of his own.

Sabo saw with his own eyes that many of the armor on Zheng Jun's body not only flicked off the arrows, but even if the long knife slashed, it did not suffer much damage.

The huge gap in equipment made many Jing soldiers feel deeply powerless, and even Yu Sabo was a little desperate at the moment.

The rear was filled with smoke and dust, and his mission was not over.

"Take your man, follow me!"

"Yasukuni soldiers! If you don't succeed, you will become benevolent, long live Dajing! ”

"Kill!"

Yuzobo wanted to give it a complete go, completely abandoning the formation.

The soldiers around him also roared angrily and rushed out, not for money or life at this moment, but for the glory between countries.

The long knives were stained with blood, the armor was shattered, and the soldiers on both sides were completely strangled together.