fifty-seven

The night was bright, and the sky was getting white.

Breakfast began in the camp of the wandering militia, and the armored soldiers must have eaten well today, and basins of white flour and porridge were served, and the armored soldiers ate on the ground, and these veterans rarely made a sound, they were extremely calm, and knew what to do at this time.

The recruits in the back have some problems, and from time to time there is some confusion, and some recruits will check their armor repeatedly, fearing that they will make mistakes after going into battle.

Fangjiazhuang also lit a cigarette, fighting is a physical work, no strength is not good, to put on dozens of pounds of armor, take weapons and fight with the other party, how can you not let the soldiers eat.

Both sides have a tacit understanding, since they saw Fangjiazhuang shoot Zhuang Ding, Hu Haima knew that the other party would definitely fight to the death, and Wu Chuanyu and Zhang Jiayu also knew that the other party would definitely slaughter Zhuang after attacking Zhuangzi, and both sides had nothing to say, only you lived and died.

After another half an hour, a long horn sounded in Fangjiazhuang, the door of the village was opened, rows and rows of soldiers in cotton armor came out, Wu Chuanyu commanded at the head of the wall, several killer teams with combat power, and the archery teams were all lined up, and the fish came out, and on one side were the fathers and elders of Fangjiazhuang who watched them fight.

After Fang Yingzhi's third killer team came out of the village wall, it was in the middle, and then there were other killer teams, it took about half an hour, and the team of thousands of people came out together, lined up on the bank of the river, at this time, the opposite side of the militia was also blowing the horn, and the opposite side was also mobilizing troops, only to see the flag of the general of the militia battalion waving, and the cavalry rode their horses and rushed, bringing up boundless smoke and dust, and after the smoke and dust dispersed, I saw a team of figures appear in the footsteps of "boom".

This side is also lined up, although the military discipline strictly orders not to turn back, Fang Yingzhi rolled his eyes and looked at both sides, they were all killer teams, the archers were interspersed, the flags behind were waved, one exhale, and two short whistles were blown.

Fang Yingzhi remembered what he was doing, he was the captain, when the flag was waved, he should make a sound, and immediately waved the flag gun in his hand, stomped on the ground, and said loudly: "Tiger"

Thousands of people behind shouted loudly: "Tiger, tiger, tiger." ”

Wu Chuanyu waved the flag, the whole army moved, thousands of people stepped forward together, towards the riverbed, only to hear countless "whoosh" footsteps, this voice Wu Chuanyu is no stranger, on the school field, Fangjiazhuang has practiced like this hundreds of times, so the formation is not chaotic, just the use of the things that have been practiced before

The opposite side didn't want to wait to be beaten, but also waved the flag, countless figures came to this side, the formation of the team was not as good as the Fang family soldiers, they were chaotic, the officers maintained the formation in front, and from time to time there were officers scolding, they threatened those who did not walk well with knives, shouting for them to line up.

The two armies approached together, and the militia camped one mile away from the shore in order to prevent Fangjiazhuang from attacking at night.

This is obviously not suitable for the bulky ballista under the army formation, it is Wu Chuanyu who leaves the ballista on the wall, and behind him is a high dry firewood, on which is placed wet wood that is prone to smoke, to ensure that a little bit can quickly produce a large amount of white smoke.

The two sides walked dullly for a while, Fang Yingzhi only felt that the figure on the opposite side was getting clearer and clearer, the equipment of the people at the front of the rogue militia was obviously not good, they were only wearing cotton robes, holding wooden planks as shields in their hands, and most of them had weapons in their hands, but obviously it was not this configuration here, there was no armor, so that the archers would lose the battle with a shot, but they walked forward firmly, although their formation was not very neat.

The two armies are opposite, the distance is eighty steps, there are three trombone sounds behind, Wu Chuanyu's team of crossbowmen out of the line, and the archer team went forward together, in the middle of the queue, the archers also trotted past Fang Yingzhi, not long after, Wu Chuanyu's front was full of three rows of people, none of them were wearing armor, Zhang Jiayu Wu Chuanyu agreed that it was a waste to put armor on the archers, they put on armor, but it affected the speed, in order to save armor, they did not wear armor, but the crossbowmen in the killer team were armored.

Fang Yingzhi saw a person, it was Fang Xianfa, the carriage driver of Master Fang, although this person was just a carriage driver, but because he drove for the master, his status was usually quite high, no one dared to offend him, I saw that he was also a bow captain, and he was directing his subordinates to take the arrows from the pot, and they were all pinned in their hands, and they didn't pick up the bow.

After the rows of people stood still, it affected Fang Yingzhi's vision, he couldn't see the crowd of wandering militia in the distance, there were a lot of wandering militiamen, and he could see that there were cavalry behind them, and countless smoke and dust were raised behind their formation, and the momentum was huge, surging over like a tide.

When they reached the range, the militia on the opposite side began to shoot arrows, they did not have a unified archer, they were all mixed in the flow of people, and they drove to this side, and they did not release arrows in a unified way, while walking, when they reached a certain distance, they stood, and they began to shoot upwards.

Those arrows flew in the sky, like small black shadows, bringing "woo" sound, and then fell to the ground, Fang Yingzhi saw that the arrow shot from the opposite side fell not far from him, an arrow in front of him, the tail of the arrow was still vibrating, it was a birch pole arrow, it seems that it was captured from the hands of officers and soldiers, because this type of arrow branch Fangjiazhuang also bought a large number of them, and later Wu Chuanyu saw it, thinking that these arrows made by the Ministry of Engineering were too light, and the power to break the armor was insufficient, Wu Chuanyu also urged the craftsmen below to create a batch of new heavy arrows, which were specially equipped for the crossbowmen to shoot opponents wearing chain mail.

The opposite side shot forward while moving, Fang Yingzhi began to see casualties, a non-armor-piercing archer in front of him let the opposite side shoot an arrow in the neck, he covered his neck and shouted, not much into him lay on the ground, twitching, blood flowed all over the ground, the arrow of this birch pole has a barb, can not be pumped after shooting, just now the archer wanted to pull out the arrow that hit the neck, he jerked, the barb will cut the blood vessel, if you are shot by this arrow, you should immediately break the arrow shaft, first leave the arrow in the body, and then find a way to take out the arrow。

The other party kept shooting arrows, those birch pole arrows fell from the sky with a "whine" sound, the tail of the arrow crossed a white trace, these arrows flew into the sky very slowly, but the fall was very smooth, not long after, Fang Yingzhi added a few more wounded people, but most of the arrows were nailed to the open space, so that the riverbed has a lot of scenery.

Fang Yingzhi was very worried, why didn't his own people fight back against the other party, seeing that the other party had already reached a distance of eighty steps, at this time it still didn't seem to have the intention of raising the bow, an archer was too nervous to take out the arrow, and a soldier of the overseer team behind him immediately slapped him and didn't let him open his bow immediately.

Seeing that the other party had advanced within sixty steps, Fang Xianfa raised the flag in his hand, and the archers who had been waiting for a long time stretched their bows at forty degrees, and the crossbowmen behind them opened their bows at forty-five degrees, and they shot farther, so they had to raise them higher.

Fang Yingzhi only heard the "gurgling" sound made by the compound bow tire, countless bows opened, put on the arrows, and pointed forward, the archers all left feet forward, right feet behind, the body was in the shape of a drawn bow, and the crossbowman put the crossbow on his shoulder, supported it with his left arm, and pulled the trigger with his right hand.

Fang Xianfa suddenly waved the flag in his hand, and at the same time shouted: "Shoot"

Hearing the "whew", a black shadow flew into the sky, and Fang Yingzhi felt that the sky seemed to be dark, because there were too many arrows, covering the sky.

Without waiting for the first wave of arrows to fall, the flag waved again, and immediately the archers fired a second bow, and the crossbowmen behind stepped on the arrows on the crossbow with their feet, and they were slower to shoot the arrows, so they did not require synchronous shooting.

The second wave flew into the sky again, and then began to open the third bow, Fang Yingzhi looked over from the human wall, and the figure on the opposite side fell a large piece, and their screams could be transmitted to this side, because the Fang soldiers used a salvo, so the density of the fall greatly exceeded the scattering method of the wandering militia, and the distance was close, and the person who was shot was more seriously injured, Fang Xianfa constantly changed the angle of the bow according to the instructions on the Zhuang wall, sometimes thirty degrees to the west, sometimes fifty degrees, and a large group fell down every time it fell, the wandering militia screamed, they were not injured and stepped on the injured people, because they had already reached the riverbed, so if there were stones on the riverbed, Just wanted to hide behind the stones, Fang Yingzhi saw several wandering militiamen desperately lying behind a big pebble, they were lying around the dead and wounded, and the blood covered the shallow river for a while, Fang Yingzhi saw this, and couldn't help but wonder why the river was so shallow, but now they didn't have time to think about this, because they were about to meet each other.

In front of Fang Xianfa waved the flag six times in a row, and when the last second wave of the flag, individual shooters had no strength to open their bows, the strength of this bow was about hundreds of catties, and they shot so many times in a row, they were almost exhausted, and they had to stop for a while before they could start the next salvo, and the next shot must not reach six arrows, even after resting, the strength could not reach the original level, this level, in fact, was the level after training, Wu Chuanyu trained them, as long as they shot five arrows in a row.

The golden horn sounded for a short time, and when the archers heard it, the rear team turned to the front team, passed through the middle of the killer team, and went back, and the crossbowmen also interspersed back into their own team, Fang Yingzhi looked in front of him again, and only saw the corpses of dozens of archers who were killed by the wandering militia in front of him, and his eyes were covered with birch poles, and farther away were the wandering militiamen who were rushing, some of them were wounded, but they still moved forward.

The drum behind suddenly "dong dong" sounded, making people boil as soon as they heard the blood, this drum is urging the soldiers to come forward, so the fight is very urgent, the force is great, hearing this drum, so the soldiers stand in unison and shout loudly: "Kill." "With the shield man in front, the spear in the middle, the gunner and the palladium boring hand following, and the big stickman, the short soldier, and the crossbowman behind, more than twenty teams of killers lined up in two rows and took the initiative to attack the enemy.

Fang Yingzhi's killer team was in front of him, Fang Yingzhi took advantage of the absence of the Governor team and glanced at the back, followed by Fang Yingchen, who followed behind his third killer team, but their reaction was obviously slower, and they seemed a little confused.

The killer team began to trot, the iron pieces in the cotton armor and the stones on the riverbed rubbed made a "clacking" sound, more than a dozen killer teams trotted together and rushed towards the scattered wandering militia on the opposite side, from the front, the momentum was very amazing, the front was full of opponents wearing armor and shields, the shields were painted with many terrifying patterns, and fierce beasts such as tigers and bears, they opened their mouths wide and rushed towards the wandering militia.

Wu Chuanyu was on the wall, for such a perspective, he was extremely satisfied, the salvo just now suddenly made the other party's morale fall to the bottom, looked at the level of the rogue militia on the opposite side, he began to suspect that he could defeat the rogue militia without agreeing with Zhang Jiayu, last night I interrogated a few prisoners, it is said that there are still hundreds of elite armor soldiers, Wu Chuanyu and Zhang Jiayu did not dare to look at each other, worried that the other party was all elite armor soldiers, the method of water accumulation upstream was based on the premise that the other party was all elite armor soldiers, if you can defeat the opposite side of the flow militia head-on, without releasing water impact, then it is better, because the risk of releasing water impact is extremely high, if your own troops let the other party entangle, as soon as the water is flushed, then it is all over.

Wu Chuanyu looked at it, and saw that the killer team at the front had already connected with the militia, and Fang Yingzhi's third killer team especially dared to fight and rushed to the front.

Fang Yingzhi held a flag gun, standing in the middle of the front, four shield hands outside, Fang Yingzhi saw a tall and strong man from the gap in the shield, holding a big knife, there were still a few gaps in the knife, rusty, the big man was not wearing armor, he bravely squeezed past a few companions, and rushed to the front of Fang Yingzhi's third killer team, he roared, and rushed over excitedly, followed by a few rogue militiamen who followed up, among them there was an old man, who was actually holding a spatula, and they shouted: "Eat big households." ”

They didn't have any formation at all, and rushed in front of Fang Yingzhi.

No need for Fang Ying to order, in the middle of the shield, several spears stretched out like electricity, Fang Yingzhi saw the buttocks of several members of his side, because the assassination action body had to lean forward, so he looked at their writhing buttocks, there were a few screams outside the shield, and then several gunmen took their bodies back, Fang Yingzhi saw the blood on the head of the gun, it seemed that it was killed, the big man pounced on the shield, his hands were bloody, his body was forward, and he wanted to borrow a little strength on the enemy's shield, but the short soldiers of this team immediately stepped forward, and the single knife waved below, the big man's legs were broken, Fang Yingzhi saw a pair of bloody hands under the shield waved a few times, and then did not move。

Fang Ying stepped forward to watch, and saw that there was also a shield on the opposite side, that shield was also a big shield, the one that could protect the whole body, not much lighter than the shield of the killer team, behind this shield bowed to avoid a few rogue militiamen, and a person was holding a shield and pushed forward, Fang Yingzhi conditionally shouted: "Stick hand." ”

Zheng Xingxing stepped forward, he put the knife and stick on his shoulder, and when he got behind the shield man, the rogue militia was using the shield against the third killer and his big shield, and the gunner didn't kill these homeless people with a few shots.

The shield hand of the wandering militia rushed inside, and he hurriedly stabilized his body, but Zheng Xingxing had already gone down with a stick.

Hearing the "boom" all of a sudden, the shield was cracked, the militiaman's hands were shocked with blood, he could no longer hold the big shield, the shield fell from his hand, turned on its side, several gunners and palladium hands at the same time: "hey" sound, together, from both sides of the kill, several people who rushed in were shot, after a hit, the killer team's shield immediately closed the shield.

Liu Huanan is also a gunman, he didn't kill a homeless militia with one shot, that homeless person is the old man with a shovel just now, Liu Huanan can't bear to do it, this old man is also alert, he was not killed in the first wave, and now he rushed in, but he was shot.

Liu Huanan still wanted to say something, the old man screamed, holding the gun that stabbed him, and shrank back hard, Liu Huanan showed an unbearable look, but at this time Zheng Xingxing came back to his senses, and suddenly went down with a stick, the chain head with a heavy wind, hit the shoulder of the old man, the old man's bones made a gentle "click" sound, and the shoulder was half shorter, and then a gunman stabbed the old man's right waist again, and then kicked again, the old man fell down and died.

From Wu Chuanyu's point of view, the killer team was extremely successful, killing back waves of homeless, the homeless people seemed to be numerous, but they always tried to shake the entire killer team with their own strength, and they all died under the cooperative killer team. The battle line stopped, and Wu Chuanyu knew that it wouldn't be long before they would retreat, and then it would be time for him to order the hunt and kill.

Wu Chuanyu turned around and said to a few Jianghu guests beside him: "You don't need to light the fire, you don't need it." These dozens of Jianghu guests who took refuge in Fang Juren also went into battle, but they were individual stragglers and followed Wu Chuanyu's side.

Suddenly, a straggler next to him exclaimed, "Commander, look." ”

Just as the homeless people were about to retreat, a group of elite soldiers in double armor appeared behind the homeless people.

This team of people is killing a team of killers on the left of Fang Yingzhi, just now Hu Haima looked at the formation, and saw that among the more than ten killer teams in front, this team performed the worst, and it seemed to be the team with the most combat power.

This is the ninth killer team, captain Fang Yinglong, they did not pursue, Bao is in place to maintain the formation, kill a few waves of wandering militia who pounced, seeing that no one pounced again, Fang Yinglong also planned to stick in place, their team lost many people last time, and now the cooperation is very rusty, but the displaced people's combat skills are worse, which makes them not make any mistakes, among the more than 20 killer teams, they are not the worst, the worst teams are behind them, Wu Chuanyu has already taken care of the teams with poor combat strength in the platoon position.

After the shield bearers of their team were knocking back a few stragglers, and after the palladium hands killed a few of the wanderers who pounced on them, the wanderers in front of them scattered in a hurry, and the next round of drums followed, and the whole army advanced to chase and kill each other, and now the other party was already in chaos.

But suddenly, Fang Yinglong felt that something was wrong, because the wandering militiamen who had just run back suddenly began to turn back, and charged this side again, their expressions changed, they gritted their teeth, and their faces were full of hatred, Fang Yinglong didn't know what was going on, so he ordered the shield pistols to prepare, and the two crossbowmen flashed out, and shot crossbow arrows again before the other party could impact again, nailing the several wander militiamen in front of them to the ground.

With a "boom", several rogue militiamen actually hit the shield with their unarmored bodies, and the gunners behind inserted a small hole in the shield and nailed them to the shield, and then the big stick hand stepped forward and smashed the head of a homeless person with a stick.

The shield was closed, pushing forward, Fang Yinglong suddenly saw a group of elite soldiers in armor appear behind this group of people, they all looked calm, and rushed towards the two killer teams on their side, they rushed forward while slashing and killing those homeless people who ran backwards, if anyone ran slower than them, they would go down with a knife, all the homeless people didn't want them to be hacked to death, and struggled to squeeze over this side.

Fang Yinglong was in a hurry, he heard Zhang Jiayu and Wu Chuanyu say that the combat power of these armored soldiers, they killed the officers and soldiers to the ground, it was the elite force of the militia, shouting loudly, the two crossbowmen were ready, and as soon as the shield hand flashed, they shot at these armored soldiers, Fang Yinglong saw that only one was shot down, and although the other one was shot, the shot of the militia broke the arrow from his chest at once, his face remained unchanged, and he continued to kill.

A few more outcasts were killed, and the shield pistols did the same again, killing them, and then pushing the corpses hanging on the shields a few steps forward, and several of the homeless light soldiers turned around again, and they were terrified, and there were killing gods on both sides.

The armored elite soldiers behind finally arrived, and a few of the daring light soldiers who rushed to the armored pacesetters didn't have time to say a word, and they were slashed by machetes.

The two sides collided together, the gunners attacked again, they shot through the holes in several shields, but only heard the sound of metal striking "gurgling", these armoured pacesetters were wearing double armor, and they all had small hand shields for fighting in their hands, and the other hand was holding hand axes, hammers and other short soldiers, these armoured soldiers were all strong, the big shield and the hand shield collided together, making a short "bang" sound, the gunners returned in vain, and when the stickman was trying to get on, the shield hand in front of him screamed.

The armoured pacesetters crouched down and violently slashed the legs of the shieldmen, one of whom made the other man cut off his legs with an axe, and he screamed and fell to the ground, and a hole appeared in the shield.

Fang Yinglong was in a hurry, seeing a stout armored pacesetter squeezing in, as soon as he rushed in, he first swung his axe and violently slashed several shields on both sides, in a pool of blood, Fang Yinglong saw several specialized shieldmen and let the other party cut them down one by one.

Fang Yinglong set up his flag gun, poked it with all his strength, and suddenly penetrated the opponent's cotton armor, but the chain mail in the other party did not penetrate it, only resisted the opponent and took a few steps back.

At this time, the four shieldmen were all finished, they were lying on the ground, blood flowed on the ground, and the corpses of the homeless people on the ground were piled up, no one supported the shield anymore, the armored pacesetters of the homeless people behind them had a cruel look on their faces, and rushed in with a cruel smile, a gunner sent out a shot, because the gun was too long, he did not kill the other party, but let the opponent's hammer slam on the head, most of the Fang soldiers only wore fur hats to cover the rain, and could not block it, the gunman screamed, fell to the ground sideways, and died.

The armor-clad pacesetter on the opposite side opened Fang Yinglong's flag gun, Fang Yinglong's flag gun was the longest, and it was the most difficult to open, Fang Yinglong yelled at the back: "Short soldiers, hurry forward." ”

His team of short soldiers was a newcomer, and he was cowering, and he wanted to hide behind the gunners, Fang Yinglong was in a hurry, and shouted: "Don't hurry up, or Lao Tzu will kill you." But the armored pacesetter on the opposite side didn't give him time, and an armored pacesetter stepped forward and slashed at the top of Fang Yinglong's head. This soldier had already cut down three gunners, and his knife was covered with the blood of Fang Zhuangding.

At this time, Fang Yinglong's team of short soldiers suddenly turned around and ran backwards, he threw down the hand shield in his hand, threw his armor and weapons to the side, and fled desperately backwards.

The skirmish is a killer team with equipment second only to the captain, they are equipped with helmets, shields, and cotton armor, usually as the same characters as the team, the four skirmishers have just died three people, and this last melee does not look at his companions who are still fighting with the enemy, and simply runs away.

Fang Yinglong didn't have time to scold the other party, he struggled to raise the flag gun horizontally, the other party's thick-backed machete cut down, and cut his wax pole flag gun into two sections.

Fang Yinglong held back the pain and desperately kicked the opponent's stomach, he and the rogue militia who had slashed him retreated together, Fang Yinglong fell to the ground, unable to make a sound, and on the other side, the members of the Ninth Killer Team were fighting hard with the other armor-clad pacesetters, but from Fang Yinglong's eyes, he only saw that there were fewer and fewer figures in the uniforms of Fangjiazhuang Zhuang, and there were more and more figures on the other side wearing heavy armor and white chain mail inside.

Fang Yinglong stood up, and the figure of the little aunt Fang Yuping floated in his mind, he laughed miserably, he died, the little aunt who fed him candy since she was a child may be sad, but after these rogue militia rushed into the Zhuangzi, the little aunt will definitely suffer.

Thinking of this, he stood up, the armored soldier who was kicked by him saw him get up, with a surprised and cruel smile on his face, he thought that this flag captain must be dead, but he didn't expect that he could stand up after being stabbed by himself, the armored soldier slashed to death a boring palladium hand, and then walked slowly towards Fang Yinglong with a cruel smile.

Fang Yinglong used his last strength, held the flag gun that he only had half left, and suddenly roared, and shot out, the armor-clad pacesetter thought that he was attacking his chest and abdomen again, his chest and abdomen were double armor, he was not afraid of the flag gun that had been broken in two, he smiled and looked at Fang Yinglong's joke.

I don't want to be in sharp pain for a while, Fang Yinglong is not a stupid person, his left arm is injured, and if he doesn't use all his strength, he will definitely not be able to penetrate the opponent's double armor, so this shot is not attacking the opponent's chest and abdomen, but directly attacking the opponent's thigh, where there is only a layer of cotton armor.

The flag gun penetrated the cotton armor and pierced into the flesh, Fang Yinglong twisted hard, because he was injured, his strength was weak, and he did not poke deeper, but he also penetrated into the appearance of a small half a foot, Fang Yinglong firmly remembered what Wu Chuanyu said, after stabbing into the rotation, he turned around, the homeless armor pacesetter screamed earth-shatteringly, he slashed and killed several opponents, and none of them injured him, this suddenly stimulated his ferocity, he suddenly "roared" and screamed, roaring: "The master is going to chop you up and cut you into pieces of meat." He fired the flag gun violently, the bear-like strong body collided, the two collided, Fang Yinglong only felt that his eyes were full of gold stars, he flew two steps backwards, and fell into the pile of corpses, a warm blood flowed down his head, he wanted to raise his head to see clearly, but the blood flowed down his forehead, fascinating his eyes, he wiped it with his hand, and saw the injured armor-clad pacesetter limping forward, with a hideous expression on his face.

The pacesetter in armor raised a thick-backed machete, wanting to chop one of Yinglong's legs first, Fang Yinglong injured him, his combat power was affected, maybe he can no longer be a pacesetter in armor in the future, and he doesn't know how much the treatment in the rogue militia will drop.

But he hasn't gotten off the knife yet, a heavy wind sound of "woo" sounded, the armored soldier looked sideways, and saw a hammer hit down with the sound of the wind, if he was not injured, maybe he could dodge, but he was injured in the leg, his movements were not flexible, and dozens of catties of armor were worn on his body, he only let go a little, the hammer hit his ear, he made an "ah" again, the voice was extremely low, and then knelt on the ground, Fang Yingzhi looked over, it was the only remaining knife and stick hand in the team.

The knife and stick hand raised the knife and stick again, and hit the pacesetter's back again, and the flesh foam flew up with blood, and this stick beat the body of the outcast-clad soldier into something like paper, and the body of the pacesetter squirmed a few times, and then stopped moving in a low scream. Just now, this armor-clad pacesetter killed several gunners and shield men in Fangjiazhuang, he was a murderous opponent, and for such an opponent, it was only right to beat the opponent into flesh as soon as possible.

Fang Yinglong lay on the ground and shouted with all his might: "Good brother, thank you"

The knife and stick hand is just a family child, and the two of them must not go together, the knife stick hand smiled and said, "Good brother." ”

But before his smile fell, another armor-clad pacesetter appeared behind him, and suddenly stabbed, blood flew up, the right hand of the knife-stick hand and the body were separated, the blood flew like a spring, and the knife-stick hand fell to the ground in pain, but before he could speak, several armor-clad pacesetters stepped forward together, and they stepped on the stomach of the knife-stick hand with their feet, and they used their knives together Inserting the knife sticker's stomach, then pulling it out, and then inserting it hard, they all had a murderous smile on their faces, they were afraid that this knife sticker would not die, several pacesetters lifted the big knife, and poked wildly in the stomach of this knife sticker, and then they rushed to the back with satisfaction, and began to charge the next killer team, the armored pacesetter who cut off the knife stick hand at the beginning grabbed the dead knife sticker's hair, and the big knife waved, cutting off his head, and then he smeared the blood on his face, pinned the knife stickman's head to his waist, and joined the program of chasing the next killer team。

Fang Yinglong's eyes widened, and he was almost bleeding, he pointed his finger at the opponent who had hacked his companion to death and shouted, "You...... Die. But he didn't have the strength anymore, and a few rogue militiamen thought that Fang Yinglong was dead, and they didn't care about him.

At this time, Fang Yinglong leaned against the pile of dead people, in the direction of Fangjiazhuang in front of him, he saw his team of short soldiers, the one who escaped just now, he exclaimed, waved his hand, and shouted: "Run, run, defeat, let's escape......" His call drove some people to look back, which was strictly forbidden by military discipline.

I saw a crossbow thrown on the ground, and the crossbow had already been installed, but the crossbowman had the opponent's armoured pacesetter hacked to death, and his body was next to his crossbow The hand turned into a corpse, the short soldier who was supposed to be responsible for covering his brother, he is now desperately fleeing backwards, their team of twenty-one people, except for Fang Yinglong, who is lying on the ground waiting for death, only the short soldier is still alive, and the other brothers in their team have all died under the sword and axe of the rogue militia armor pacesetter.

Fang Yinglong straightened his body a little with all his might, he could just see the short soldier who fled for his life, the short soldier looked panicked, but with a sense of luck, their team seemed to be the only one who survived, the corners of his mouth were full of joy, they ran backwards, with the joy of the New Year on their faces, the sixteenth killer team behind the ninth killer team was also killed, it seemed that they were repeating the mistakes of the ninth killer team, some people saw that the ninth killer team in front of them was exhausted, and they also began to flee backwards, and among these fleeing people, with the mountain sound of the short soldier, he ran and beckoned, beckoning to those who are resisting, calling them to flee for their lives.

Fang Yinglong muttered: "Why don't you resist, why don't you resist......" He saw the crossbow on the ground, so he picked up the crossbow that had been on the ground with great difficulty, because he had no strength, and the blood was all over his face, this action made him almost use up the last bit of strength in his body, and finally, Fang Yinglong, who was smiling, lifted the crossbow into his hand.

He slowly picked up the crossbow, and at this time, the armored pacesetters who were attacking and slashing the sixteenth killer team were not interested in looking at a person who was almost dead on the ground, Fang Yinglong was lying on the ground, his face was covered with blood, and he didn't move, and no one paid attention to his small movement.

Fang Yinglong used all his strength, aimed the crossbow at the short soldier who fled for his life, and calculated the distance in his heart, due to the time relationship, he had only practiced the flag gun, not the hand crossbow, in a killer team, every member of the team was proficient in the weapons he used, originally if there was enough time, they would also alternately practice the weapons of their companions, so that they could take over their companions in the event of casualties, but Wu Chuanyu did not have time, so this caused the simplification of skills.

Seeing it, Fang Yinglong used the last trace of strength to pull the board machine, the vibration of the crossbow body made him tremble, and then he looked at the arrow flying a curve, he originally thought that the crossbow arrow would fly in a straight line, the arrow flew over, and it was about to shoot the deserter, but in the last distance, the arrow sank a little bit, after all, it was a little worse, the arrow flew low, and the arrow was inserted at the feet of the fleeing short soldier, and did not hit the deserter.

Fang Yinglong put down the crossbow with difficulty, took a breath, closed his eyes, his shoulder was still bleeding profusely, and the strength of his whole body was losing, as if he only had the breath out, no incoming air, and he didn't even have the strength to inhale, thinking that he was about to die of bleeding, and wanted to reopen the crossbow again, but he never had that strength, and with infinite regret in his heart, he didn't kill the deserter who killed his companion, so unwilling.

Wu Chuanyu watched the opponent's armored pacesetters rush into the ranks, and in the blink of an eye, the Fang family's soldiers were cut to blood, and a group of routs began to flee backwards, and these armor-clad pacesetters began to attack the killer team on the side, thinking that they would soon be able to defeat the killer team on the side, if the killer team on the side was defeated, then there must be a rout, and then it would be a unilateral massacre.

Wu Chuanyu threw the helmet to the ground and said loudly: "Order, ignite, set fire to let Zhang Baihu upstream know the news, and also, transfer the ballista on this section of the wall to the direction of the Ninth Killer Team, whether it is a rout or a wandering militia, they will all shoot it, and the archers will release arrows at the same time, in this section, there is no distinction between the enemy and me." ”

A Jianghu guest stepped forward and said: "Hu Daxia, we have tried our best, we might as well flee for our lives earlier, how can this thousands of troops be stopped." ”

The martial arts of these Jianghu guests are enough to make them flee for their lives.

Wu Chuanyu said angrily: "If you want to run for your life, go and run away yourself, give orders, those who can use knives, follow me, and wait for the crossbow to shoot past us and impact the opponent's armored soldiers." "There are also two killer teams behind him to guard the door, and Wu Chuanyu plans to take them to attack the opponent's armor soldiers.

The Jianghu guest who was about to flee for his life went down in a gloomy manner, and muttered mockingly: "What are you pretending, kindly let you run for your life together, but you don't listen......"

The drums sounded, and more than a dozen crossbow carts above turned their direction at the same time, and the archers under the wall also opened their bows, heading towards the armored soldiers who were breaking through the formation of the Fang family soldiers and the routed soldiers in front of them.

Wu Chuanyu said loudly: "Put." ”

In the screams, a large number of the routs who fled backwards were shot down, and the wandering militia behind also shot a lot, and the crossbow arrows of the ballista carts flew into the crowd, shooting people to pieces, and a pacesetter in armor carrying a flag was shot into two sections, and the flag fell down at once, which suddenly made the arrogance of the pacesetters in armor who were driving away the rout stop a little.

Fang Yinglong leaned on the ground, and saw a crossbow arrow flying from the village wall, that arrow flew towards the rout who was desperately attacking the formation, and the short soldier who threw down the same position in the middle, the arrow broke his upper body, and his lower body was still running, and at the same time, many deserters who ran back to Zhuangzi were shot dead by the archers, and the armored pacesetters who rushed to the rout behind them also died a lot.

Fang Yinglong smiled and shouted with all his might: "Good, shoot well, good." "The deserter who left his companions behind is finally dead.

Wu Chuanyu will be there soon, and he said loudly: "Mingjin." Then he said to the two killers behind him, "Let's go and pick up the brothers together." Wu Chuanyu took the two killer teams and rushed out of the door, he is now going to take the team back to the river dam here, the river is about to rush in.

The two killer teams led by Wu Chuanyu rushed to the front of the rout, and some of the rout soldiers screamed and rushed to the two lined formations, that is, they were immediately poked to death by spears, Wu Chuanyu was not soft at all because they were his own people, once they really let them rush in, everyone had to die.

The heads of these chaotic soldiers were held by Wu Chuanyu in his hands, which made the routs behind them sober up, and finally some of them spared the two killer teams lined up and rushed to the back.

There was a fierce sound of gold on the village wall behind, except for the section of the armor pacesetter who rushed over head-on, the other sections were actually the advantage of the Fang family's soldiers, and the light soldiers who charged in front of them were beaten backwards again and again, and the killer team on some sections did not know that one of their formations was broken through by the other party, but overall, more than half of the killer teams began to flee backwards, they threw away their weapons, took off the cotton armor, and then drilled backwards, presumably it won't be long before the killer team who insisted on it was also broken because of the attack on the side。

The sound of gold sounded on the wall of the village, in the fierce sound of gold, the rear team of the killer team became the front team, the flag captain pointed the team flag to the front, all the killer teams began to retreat, only the two killer teams led by Wu Chuanyu stood in front of the armored pacesetters, they wanted to prevent these armored pacesetters from following and killing, and after their own people were broken, they also wanted to buy time for their own people to rearrange the formation.

Seeing that the opponent began to retreat, and the archers released arrows to cover, if the tailgating and chasing were proper at this time, it could cause a great rout of the Fang family's soldiers, which was exactly what Hu Haima on the opposite side hoped for, of course he didn't know that two miles upstream, the water that was several people high was rumbling down.

Wu Chuanyu combined the two killer teams into a large killer team, gathered together, and was blocking the way of the pursuing soldiers, Hu Haima immediately ordered, at any cost, to break through this roadblock in front, and then follow the retreating group of enemy soldiers, and strive to defeat the opponent.

The pacesetters in heavy armor rushed up, they formed a small formation of three, rushed to the shield, and immediately tried to attack the shield hand's lower plate, Wu Chuanyu ordered the shield hand shield to be placed on the ground one step earlier, so that although the movement was restricted, the shield hand's lower plate was also safe.

An armored pacesetter, who seems to be a figure like a captain, he is extremely brave, his axe is stained with the blood of the hacked Fang family soldiers, he took a few people, went around to the left, and finally rushed to the side without a shield, he roared, and rushed up with an axe, there were only a few pikemen on this side, they wanted to break into the formation, relying on hand-to-hand combat to defeat the opponent.

Originally, under normal circumstances, there would be another killer team on the flank to escort it, and today all the killer teams in Riverbed are covering each other's flanks, but now the other killer teams are retreating, so now there is no cover on the flank.

The pacesetter became excited, he imagined the scene of rushing in and slashing the other party, these spear boring and palladium men could not cause him any damage at all, as long as their spears were close, they would have no effect, and could only cause accidental injuries to their own people.

He rushed to the front of him, ready to let the opponent stab first, under normal circumstances, he could use the armor on his body to dodge the opponent's spurt, and then he approached the opponent, and then cut the opponent down and hacked him to death.

Sure enough, the four pikemen in front of him shot together, and the pacesetter sneered, he only needed to turn sideways and make good use of the heavy armor on his body, he could let go of these long weapons, and then pounced and sent these Zhuang soldiers to the western sky.

But he miscalculated.

Four spears, one for the face, two for the thigh, and one waiting for him to appear in the empty door, these are all places where the armor is poorly protected, and it can be seen that the opposing spearmen have specialized cooperation and know how to use their spears to stop the heavily armored enemy.

The pacesetter suddenly stepped sideways and got out of the way, but a companion behind him still rushed up, and a spear slammed into the door of the companion's face, and the pacesetter who was shot in the door screamed, and the shot was in his mouth, and he fell, still biting the spear in his mouth, and making a scream of "grunt".

The eyes of this pacesetter are red, many of the people who can be selected as pacesetters in armor are parishioners, and then they get along day and night, helping each other in danger countless times, and they have long been deeply affectionate, this pacesetter captain roared, and the death of his companion inspired his ferocity, he snatched a hand shield from a companion behind him, held it in his left hand, and rushed up.

The two spears pressed against the hand shield, so that the captain could not advance, and the pacesetter commander took the round shield and led him to the side with the two guns, and then he rushed forward, trying to rush to the distance where his hand axe could work.

But he was wrong, a spear suddenly stabbed, not stabbing his armor-piercing chest and abdomen, but stabbing his thigh, which made this captain extremely uncomfortable, because he had just broken through several killer teams, and the pikemen he met were stupid to stab his chest and abdomen, where there was double armor, it was impenetrable, at that time he just had to open the spear, and then rushed over to hack the pikemen who couldn't react to death, he used this method to cut down more than ten opponents, but there was only a layer of cotton armor on the thigh, and the thigh of the cotton armor was without iron plates, as long as a little force, it could be pierced, so that he would cover his thighs and cry。

This Wu Chang took a step back physically, so that the spear on the opposite side did not stab him, but the gunman on the opposite side obviously did not intend to let him go, this Wu Chang just slashed and killed many people from Fangjiazhuang, these Zhuang soldiers followed Wu Chuanyu and saw it clearly, they can be regarded as Wu Chuanyu's personal soldiers, his training is more adequate than the average killer team, Zhang Jiayu has his own veterans to form a supervision team, Wu Chuanyu also selected two killer teams from many killer teams to focus on training, originally intended to be trained as instructors.

The four pikemen glanced at each other, had a tacit understanding in their hearts, stepped forward together, and the four of them shouted at the same time: "Ha"

The captain's good luck came to an end, when he went back again, he was crashing into his companion's body, and the companions behind him were squeezing forward, wanting to attack the side of the killer team, he had no way to retreat, four spears were killed in four directions, one took the throat, two took the thighs on both sides, and one took the waist part, where it happened to be the gap between the chain mail, there was only a layer of cotton armor outside, only the chain mail and the cotton armor together, using the toughness of the cotton armor and the protection of the chain mail to block the spear head, if only the chain mail, it was also possible to be pierced by the other party, only the cotton armor alone, it was also very dangerous。

He struggled to block, but his teammates behind him desperately squeezed forward, in a hurry, he swung his hand shield and smashed the spear stabbed at the throat, and his body twisted as much as possible to let the head of the spear stabbed over, he succeeded, the spear stabbed into the throat slashed past his ear, picking off one of his ears, and a chill suddenly came from the place where he lost his ear, and the spear in his left leg did not pierce in, only scratched a little skin, but the right leg was different.

The right leg was numb for a while, and the head of the gun was nailed into the flesh, a foot into the flesh, as if the bone was broken, because he heard a "snap" sound below, which was very crisp, and this sound was very familiar to him, because every time he used an axe to cut off someone else's collarbone, the sound he made was a "snap", and according to his experience, if the opponent was young, the bones would be softer, and if the opponent was old, the bones would be brittle, and it seemed that his bones seemed to be very brittle.

The worst thing is that the spear against his waist did not penetrate in the first place, but because his teammates behind him pushed him, allowing the opponent to borrow strength, the spear head suddenly drilled, and finally broke through the soft cotton armor and shot into the waist.

The gunman on the other side became excited, and they all had a happy look on their faces, this look was similar to the expression of the captain after he had just slashed and killed the Fang family's soldiers.

After the head of the gun was killed in the waist, it turned suddenly, Wu Chang's face showed a shocked and painful expression, as if a cold stick had entered his body, he could even feel the coldness of the gun, and then the four opponents retreated together, the tragic pain made him unable to straighten his waist, and his teammates pushed him, he wanted to squat down slowly, but his teammates pushed him forward, and finally he fell down, this armor pacesetter and Wu Chang who slashed and killed more than ten Zhuang soldiers, finally died, he with an unwilling look, muttered in his mouth:" How can you kill me, how can you kill me......"

Wu Chuanyu roared, an armored pacesetter who had just rushed into the formation let his flag gun stab, his flag gun was stronger than an ordinary flag gunner, penetrated directly from the chest, and after killing the armor pacesetter who broke through, Wu Chuanyu didn't have time to shake the corpse off, because the flag gun was four feet long, he could only raise the gun with all his strength, and pick the corpse on the gun, from the outside, he saw that the flag gun was hanging with a corpse, and Wu Chuanyu, who was the captain, waved the flag gun fiercely and went to the next armored soldier.

At this time, the large army of Fang's soldiers retreated, and the cannon fodder soldiers in the wandering militia, the light soldiers who dared to die did not catch up, most of them retreated to the opposite side of the riverbank, Hu Haima saw that the two killer teams led by Wu Chuanyu personally blocked in the middle, and the Fangjiazhuang soldiers behind began to sort out the formation and returned to the riverbank.

If the defeated soldiers of Fangjiazhuang have reorganized the formation, then the assault just now will be in vain, Hu Haima has sent all the armored soldiers out, including hundreds of new armored soldiers and the original more than 100 armored pacesetters, they are violently attacking the small circle formation, because it is a conical formation, this small circle formation is stubbornly blocking the way of pursuit, at this time it is a mess, the order can not be issued, and there are many newcomers in the pacesetter, so they can't separate the armor soldiers again in a short time, and the light soldiers under their own hands are afraid that they will not be able to die。

Hu Haima was in a hurry, he dismounted, took out his mace, and ordered the horse team: "The whole army dismounts, and urges the light soldiers who dare to die not to retreat." "Originally, if these death-daring light soldiers joined the pursuit, then the Fang family soldiers would have been in chaos now, and they might have already invaded Fangjiazhuang.

The cavalry dismounted, they waved the weapons in their hands, and rushed to the river beach again for the crowd of nearly three thousand, the crowd surged again, and began to rush over to this side, Hu Haima's goal was to rush the other party again before the Fangjiazhuang soldiers reorganized the rout, and took advantage of the situation to attack Fangjiazhuang.

The army of thousands of displaced people rushed over again, and the dam was full of corpses, some were shot, some were killed, some were killed by the impact killer team, and of course, there were also the corpses of the Fang family soldiers, they intersected with each other, posing in various poses on the dry riverbed, and weapons and armor were thrown in between, blood and river water mixed together, and there was a damp smell of blood in the air.

The archers on the opposite side released their arrows again, Fang Xian made a cameo and waved his fingers, and the ballista once again shot a heavy arrow with a strange roar, and they pounced on the rushing militia, and once again caused a lot of casualties on the vast riverbed, seeing that someone was retreating, Hu Haima lightly put on his armor, dismounted with the cavalry, and slashed those who dared to retreat in the back, forcing thousands of people to rush to this side.

The archers on the opposite side could no longer fire their arrows, they had already fired more than ten rounds, and they no longer had the strength to open their bows, and the ballista had time to reload the winch.

Hu Haima ordered the drum to beat to the maximum, like thunder, and the crowd rushed to the opposite side, and in a blink of an eye, it had already rushed through the middle of the river, drowning the small team led by Wu Chuanyu into the crowd.

Hu Haima said loudly: "Don't care about the one who is in the way, go and chase and kill the Zhuang soldiers who have not yet been sorted out, quickly." ”

A herald had already gone to give orders.

Seeing the chaotic Zhuang soldiers on the opposite side, Hu Haima laughed and said, "It's finally defeated." "Now the Zhuang soldiers on the opposite side are in a mess, and less than half of them have formed a system, which is a good time to impact.

A pro-soldier suddenly said to Hu Haima: "My lord, listen, what kind of voice is that?" ”

Hu Haima glanced at the river bay at the corner in the distance, and it was a little strange, the ground seemed to be moving, and there seemed to be the sound of the tide.

Suddenly, his face changed greatly, and he shouted wildly: "Collect the troops, collect the troops, quickly collect the troops......"