Volume 2 A Journey of Ten Thousand Miles Seventy, The Stone of the Countercurrent
Meng Ren had been "dead" for half an hour.
His head was deep in the red dirt, and a terrifying blood cut behind him was a foot long, and the blood was still pouring out, slowly eroding the snow around Meng Ren like a red stream.
Not far away, there are many "dead people" like Meng Ren.
The mud has mixed into Meng Ren's mouth and nose at some point, this red soil is very different from the soil of his hometown, there is a smell of rotting leaves, but he didn't dare to move a little, that is, when he just fell, the wound on his back was stomped on by Su Mei's bastard, and he didn't move his fingers, there were three such bastards, and two stepped on his head and palm respectively.
His body was getting colder and colder, and he couldn't feel the pain of the wound anymore, even if he was buried in the soil, Meng Ren was still glaring at the darkness in front of him, he was afraid that he would never wake up if he closed his eyes.
Death is not terrible.
Meng Ren was waiting for a signal, a signal for him to be "reborn".
Every garrison sergeant knows very well that this tactic will never appear in the previous battles of the garrison, just because the garrison tribe, the garrison war department, every sergeant of the garrison, and the commander of the garrison, Zuzhe, have been forced to a desperate situation, facing a more powerful enemy than the garrison, the only way to win!
The eyes seem to have entered the dirt, as if small insects are crawling on the eyeballs, as long as the eyes are gently closed......
I really want to eat that kid's solid Peiyuan set again, and said that he was the first person to know the goods, and he would give himself an extra half a spoonful every time, but that kid ran away without a trace in a few days, and now it's too late to settle accounts with him......
Meng Ren, who was lying on the ground, felt like he was on a sea boat, constantly swaying, his eyes were unconsciously rolling up, Commander, I'm sorry, let's go first......
A long crane chirp sounded in his ears, and Meng Ren, who was in the boundless darkness, suddenly woke up, and his back felt like it was about to be torn, but at this moment, Meng Ren felt that this pain was so enjoyable!
Commander, Meng Ren is still alive, and we heard your call.
A stubborn figure slowly got up from the ground and left the red snow.
More figures stood up, they were all like Meng Ren, with terrible wounds on their bodies, and some people staggered and fell down again, and there was no movement anymore, and when they stood up, they had already drained their remaining vitality, but only to respond to the call of the commander, to respond to the call of the glory of the internal guard.
Meng Ren rubbed his eyes vigorously, and a cloud of red mud was all pasted on his face. There was a sudden warm current from the wound behind his back, Meng Ren turned around, it turned out to be a soldier from his own small banner, who was healing himself, and this guy only had one arm left.
Xiaoqi includes himself a total of nine people, and now only three have stood up, and Meng Ren's Ding team is close to the leader of Zu Zhe, and it is also the team that has suffered the most attacks.
Meng Ren subconsciously wanted to look for the captain, "The captain is ......gone," the soldier beside him said softly, his voice was so peaceful, and sadness was a luxury at this time.
The D team of thirty-seven people, there are still thirteen people in total, only Meng Ren Xiaoqi remains, the captain and the small banners, as the highest cultivation in the team, must resist the attack from behind for the sergeants when they feint to retreat, otherwise it is difficult for the sergeants without the protection of the array to survive.
As the only "officer" of Team D, Meng Ren picked up the spear from the ground and consciously stood in front of the twelve people, "Horizontal team!
"Yes!" the voice is still neat, and the movements are still clean and neat, just like the usual training.
In the distance, that purple light is their pride, chasing the invincible victory before the battle.
In front of them, the group of blue sergeants was their enemy, and they were being driven and killed by their comrades in the garrison.
Beside him, more than a dozen Xuanyi sergeants of Team A also lined up, and together with Meng Ren's Ding team, they formed a thin goose-shaped defense line, with spears raised, blocking the return of the Sumei rebellion.
The Sumy War Department was in chaos, but like the Garrison War Department that was chased by them a few breaths ago, there was no formation and only cared about fleeing, but it was faster, from the reorganization of the Sancai Formation to this moment, but dozens of people did not react and collided directly and were strangled by the Guard.
"Dead open!" Bu Sheng roared!
I don't know what grade the purple armor on Zu Zhe's body is, and no attack by Bu Sheng can leave any trace on the battle armor, but Zu Zhe's counterattack makes it more and more difficult for Bu Sheng to deal with, how could he encounter the Seven Tribulation Golden Pill here!
Zu Zhe's true qi is extremely pure, whether it is a spell or a blade, every time he fights, the true qi that gives way to victory is agitated, and after ten moves, there is a picture of true qi collapsing.
Since the sound of the crane, its own war department on the battlefield has lost the initiative, and has become the side being hunted down. Damn Zuzhe, this is a trap from the beginning, just wait for yourself to take the initiative to solve the formation!
Whether it is a skirmisher battle or a formation battle, the Sumy War Department with a higher cultivation level has an absolute advantage, but Zu Zhe learned from somewhere the unknown three-person small formation is extremely flexible, and each time the Sumy sergeant attacks has to face two or three people, the extremely disparity in the battle loss ratio makes the Sumy War Department quickly collapse.
It can't go on like this anymore, there have been more than 100 people who have fallen before the re-established front of the garrison, but the main force of Sumy is still there, as long as it can return to the city smoothly, there will be the capital to fight again with this garrison in the future!
"Go back to the city! Go back to the city!" struggled to wave a golden light curtain in front of him, Bu Sheng turned around and fled, regardless of how many robberies he had, with the gap in cultivation, as long as the distance was widened, then Zu Zhexiu wanted to catch up.
Nearly 400 Sumy soldiers were hunted down by less than 200 defenders, but they did not have the courage to turn back and fight. Before Bu Sheng shouted the order to return to the city, the Sumy people had already been killed, and escaping back to the city soon became their only option.
With their ability to escape, the Sumayis gradually distanced themselves from their pursuers, but at the very place where the two armies first clashed, a garrison line suddenly appeared, blocking their retreat.
But after a moment of despair, the Sumy soon found that the line was so thin that a mere thirty men dared to form a long column, and all of them were wounded, as if they had just been fished out of the blood, and these people only stood there with force, and could not hinder them at all.
"Rush over, rush over!" shouted the routs, who only had to break through this little obstacle and return to the city!
The Sumy people who fled for their lives burst out with a stronger momentum than when they charged!
"Fighting with you, Meng is lucky in this life!" The faces of the Sumy people were stimulated by the desire to survive and were extremely hideous, and they could not be stopped, but if they could not be stopped, they would have to fight hard in the future, and there would be more blood of the guards sprinkled under the city of Sumy.
A little bit of light appeared on the tip of the spear, that was the only remaining true qi of Meng Ren, and the rest of the people were not much different.
"Team A! Team D! Refuse to shoot! Swear not to retreat!"
"Die and never retreat!"
The waves rolled and crashed against the shore, but there was a black reef, looming in the waves, but it always stood tenacious......