Chapter Eighty-Eight: Array
"Armor, armor!"
Ren Hongli almost roared out this sentence, and finally came, his armor and broadsword were already hungry and thirsty.
The four heavenly soldiers put on the parts of the heavy armor to Ren Hongli in turn, and the heavenly soldiers behind them had already stopped charging, because Yang Lichao had already stretched out his hand to signal everyone to stop.
"Array!"
The squad leader of each squad passed the message backwards in turn, all the way to the end of the militia ranks.
Ren Hongli finally put on the armor, a heavenly soldier immediately handed over the Mo knife, he held the Mo knife and stood at the front of the team wearing heavy armor, and Yang Lichao integrated into the team, it was originally a cavalry dismount, and there was no heavy armor, if it was like Ren Hongli rushing forward, the mortality rate would be greatly increased.
Among the two hundred heavenly soldiers, only about one-twentieth of them played with a sword.
At the moment, the Mo Dao team was in the center of the front row, on both sides of Yang Lichao, and the rest of the heavenly soldiers holding red tassel guns responded.
The three inspectors saw from a distance those 'chaotic people' armed with red tassel guns or big knives, and they were a little apprehensive in their hearts, how did these chaotic people look a little different.
"Array!"
When the array sounded, the three inspectors sighed in their hearts, they looked at the big man in front of them wearing bright armor, they subconsciously shook the knife in their hands, it is estimated that the knife can't cut the armor even if the blade is curled.
Some of the soldiers touched the thin leather armor on their bodies, which really only had a layer of skin, and then looked at the armor of the 'chaotic people', how could they look more like chaotic people.
"It's... What the hell are these people coming from? ”
The palms of the three inspectors were already sweating, they originally thought that these refugees were sent to the door for military merit, but now looking at the eyes of these people looking at him, how did he feel that he was the one who sent military merit.
Thinking of this, the pace of the three patrol sites slowed down a little, and the momentum exuded by the soldiers in front of them was really terrifying, especially the giant man in armor at the front, who was almost like Zhang Fei was alive.
But now it is already on the bow, it is impossible for them to go to surrender, after all, what the county lord said is not wrong, yesterday there were indeed officials from the capital who borrowed fast horses to enter Beijing, and the matter here will inevitably spread to the emperor soon, and it may be a wealth that splashes the sky.
"Kill!"
There was a shout from the front, those so-called chaotic people, there was no chaos at the moment, rows of people rushed towards them neatly, the bright Mo knife swayed, and the bright red tassel gun pointed directly.
The inspector gritted his teeth a little ruthlessly, he turned his head and glanced at the back, they were all people, and they couldn't retreat, they could only fight, "Kill with me!" Pacify these rebels! ”
He shouted, and the regular soldiers behind him swallowed their spit and knew that they had no choice but to rush forward at this time, they followed the patrol and approached the front with their guns in hand, or they rushed forward with their knives and screaming.
It's just that they don't know, can this little weapon in their hands really break through the defense of the heavy armor soldier on the other side?
"Kill!"
Ren Hongli took the lead, advancing with a Mo knife in his hand, the armor on his body was sonorous, and his steps were heavy like a drum.
Facing him was the spears of the opposing soldiers, those spears stabbed at him, Ren Hongli could see the frightened expressions on the faces of those soldiers, the face under his mask showed a hideous smile, the Mo knife in his hand stabbed straight forward, instantly stabbed through the body of a soldier, the Mo knife has three sharp ends, the front end and the back of the blade, stabbing and slashing omnipotently.
"Uhh
Ren Hongli roared, the tip of the spear against the soldier who spit out blood, almost picking up the soldier who had been stabbed in front of him, knocking the soldiers behind him away, he tore a hole directly from the front, and the tips of the spears around him made a clanging sound when they fell on his heavy armor.
No one was able to break through his defenses.
Ren Hongli suddenly pulled out the Mo knife, and the corpse of the soldier who had been stabbed through finally fell heavily to the ground and was trampled under the feet of others.
The three inspectors witnessed all this, but at this time, there was not much fear in their hearts, who could think so much when they were fighting together.
The neat ranks of the chaotic people have advanced to their faces, and if they don't solve their problems now, the opening of their ranks will be torn apart more and more, and it is only a matter of time before they are defeated.
An inspector looked at the man wrapped in iron armor all over his body, and there was not a single place exposed, like a hedgehog, which made people unable to start.
He suddenly noticed that the man's heels were not covered with any iron armor, and that this was the only chance to cut off the man's hamstrings, incapacitate him, and die from blood loss.
The inspector's eyes lit up, and he stretched out his bow holding the knife and slashed towards Ren Hongli's heel.
Ren Hongli didn't know what was going on behind him, he looked at the soldiers on both sides with a Mo knife in his hand, his eyes were full of enthusiasm for the war, "Die!" ”
He turned the Mo knife horizontally, exerted force on the waist, twisted the upper body, and then swung it suddenly, slashing diagonally from the right side and then flattening, one move down, all the knives and guns in contact with the Mo knife in the front fan were shattered, and the chest of the soldier who was scratched was opened, the blood flowed, and the wail resounded around.
The power of the Mo knife was vividly exerted in Ren Hongli's hands.
"Die!"
Listening to the screams of the soldiers for the inspection, he gritted his teeth and cut down at Ren Hongli, the ancient heavy armor soldiers were generally killed like this, or they fell to the ground and were beaten to death.
Burst.
The inspector looked at his chest in amazement, a spear came out of his body, he looked up in disbelief, and the scimitar in his hand fell to the ground with a clatter.
Yang Lichao pulled out the spear, Ren Hongli noticed the movement behind him, turned his head and glanced at it, the weapons in the hands of the row of heavenly soldiers behind him were all stained with blood.
One by one, the soldiers fell to the ground, blood flowing all over the ground, either stabbed to death by Mo Dao or stabbed in the throat by a red tassel spear.
Ren Hongli tore apart the opponent's formation in front, and they easily pierced through the defense line, advancing layer by layer, and had already kept up with Ren Hongli's footsteps.
"Go on," Yang Lichao grinned.
Ren Hongli turned his head, his face under the mask was also smiling, he brandished the Mo knife left and right to open the bow, and where the Mo knife passed, the guns were shattered when they touched it.
The eyes of the two were already red with blood, and one of the heavily armored soldiers was fixed in front, and none of their rows of soldiers could even threaten the other.
The weapon in his hand was too weak, spear stabs, knife slashes, and could only make a clanging sound on the heavy armor.
The Mo knife in the man's hand was much longer than their scimitar, and after the death of the first few soldiers with spears, they couldn't get close to the other party at all, but anyone who entered the attack range of about two meters and two meters in Mo Dao would always be hacked to death by the Mo knife.
Those who want to attack from the rear have to face the phalanx of the 'rebels', and there is no solution at all.