The barbarian army rushed to kill, right in front of him, Hong Tiezhu bloody churning, picked up a big iron rod and rushed out to meet the battle, many young people were not afraid, shouting and dancing weapons to step forward, and the barbarian army started a life-and-death struggle. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Chen Sanlang looked at it in the back, couldn't help but shake his head and sighed. In his opinion, the people of Hongjia Village are brave, but if they lack strategy, they will suffer. The number of young and strong people, about fifty people, the number is superior, but the gap in equipment is too big, in a word, cloth clothes to armor, weapons can not be said, hunting knives, wood knives, and even kitchen knives, in addition to iron rods, hand axes, and wooden sticks.

But what about the barbarians?

All light armor, big swords and spears, a large piece of bright and dangling.

On the battlefield, in addition to morale and fighting spirit, weapons and equipment are also an important factor in determining victory or defeat.

Another factor is the arrangement of arrays.

This group of barbarians appeared here for some reason, but it was obviously trained in an orderly manner, and when they rushed to kill, they were a small team of three or five people, cooperating with each other, and the offense and defense were consistent, which could be clearly seen from their movements and paces.

Chen Sanlang is also a long-time battle-hardened and an expert in the doorway. Hong Tiezhu they are different, completely brave and brave, the big iron rod in the hands of this black man is about eight feet long, black and swarthy, enough to be the thickness of an arm, at least seventy or eighty pounds, pick up and sweep, crackling, simple moves, but fierce and practical, sweeping a piece. It is also thanks to his innate divine power that it has such an effect.

When Chen Sanlang saw it, his eyes couldn't help but pass with appreciation, I have to say that a character like Hong Tiezhu has a little bit of a touch, practiced, and when he goes to the battlefield, he is a fierce general who kills all directions, charging into battle, absolutely first-class.

It was precisely because of his violent support that the people of Hongjia Village were not overwhelmed by the barbarian army all at once, and they barely had the strength to fight.

However, this situation is only temporary, and it is believed that in less than half an hour, the whole line will be defeated, and a massacre will inevitably be carried out in Hongjia Village.

According to Chen Sanlang's meaning, in fact, it will be much more advantageous to fight if the defense line is arranged in advance. After all, the terrain of Hongjia Village, as well as other conditions, is enough to build a strategic defense. But now, the wood is in the boat, and we can only fight hard against each other.

The barbarian army didn't expect Hong Tiezhu to be so fierce, and the team was a little scattered by him alone. However, they were not scattered warriors, they adjusted quickly, the tall captain roared angrily, waved a gold-ringed broadsword, and swooped straight at Hong Tiezhu, the two caught and killed, and for a while, the fight was inseparable.

Without Hong Tiezhu's support, the young people of Hongjia Village are dwarfed by the barbarian soldiers, and they suffer a lot. In two or three rounds, several young men had already been stabbed and slashed by weapons, dripping with blood, screaming and wailing, very miserable. When the other young men saw it, they were shocked, and their morale was immediately hit, and they began to become timid and cowering.

After all, they are just a group of rural youths, even if they are good at hunting and have good skills, how could they have encountered such a tragic and ferocious fighting scene?

On the battlefield, people who have not fought a few times can't imagine the cruelty and ruthlessness on the battlefield.

According to this momentum, the young people of Hongjia Village will soon be defeated and flee for their lives. When Hong Tiezhu saw it, he was anxious and angry, and when he lost his mind, he was almost stabbed by the captain of the barbarian army.

"Ah Wu, Da Kui, how long are you waiting?"

Chen Sanlang shouted in a deep voice.

"Order!"

Ah Wu and Da Kui had two blades in their hands, and immediately rushed into the battlefield, like two tigers descending from the mountain.

The two of them were originally born in the military, born and died, and were used to seeing flesh and blood. I've fought against the barbarians a long time ago, and I'm experienced in fighting.

Whew!

The knife in his hand fell, one for each person, and when he went up, he overturned two barbarians.

Don't look at the fact that only two new troops come to help, which plays a very important role in improving morale. You must know that what is being fought now is originally a small local war, and as long as you give strength, one person can turn the situation around.

If two isn't enough, add another one.

Chen Sanlang drew his sword, held a small shield in one hand, and strode into the battle group.

This sword is not a slashing evil, but a newly forged by craftsmen, using the finest steel, to create a rather sharp one, and to open the light of the free and wealthy road.

The meaning of opening the light is not to make this sword a magic weapon, but to become more tenacious and cold.

The name of the sword is "Qinghong", and the two characters are engraved on the hilt of the sword.

From now on, the Qinghong Sword is outside, and the Evil Sword is inside, and it will not be revealed easily.

"Kill!"

With a soft snort, the Qinghong sword stabbed into the throat of a brute soldier with unmistakable accuracy.

This barbarian army was originally fighting with Hong A, and it had already gained the upper hand, and it only took a moment to kill this old man on the spot, but he was stabbed to death with a sword.

Hong Ah was panting, his arms were sore, and he was almost at the end of the crossbow, and he was saved by Chen Sanlang again, and he didn't know how to thank him.

"Uncle, go back to the village and rest, fight and kill, or let the young people come. ”

Chen Sanlang said, his footsteps did not stop, and he killed all the way to Hong Tiezhu's side.

Hong Ah secretly shouted "ashamed", but Chen Sanlang was right, people are old, their qi and blood are declining, and they are really not suitable for fighting, so he retreated, and while retreating, he watched the battle situation with concern, especially Chen Sanlang.

But seeing that this young man with a sven appearance held a shield in one hand and a sword in the other, he had already killed four or five barbarian soldiers.

Hong Adaa couldn't help but look a little dazed: Chen Sanlang's performance was a little stronger than his two guards, which was really surprising.

The next moment, Chen Sanlang was already close to Hong Tiezhu, and without saying anything, he stabbed at the barbarian army commander with a sword. His plan was very simple, that is, to fight side by side with Hong Tiezhu and kill the leader of the barbarian army first.

With his help, Hong Tiezhu's spirits were lifted, and at this time, he already fully believed in Chen Sanlang. In fact, with his skills, he can win even if he fights alone, but it takes time.

Now time is precious, and if it is delayed for a long time, the young and strong people in the village will be defeated by the barbarian army, and Hong Tiezhu will fall into a difficult situation that is difficult to support alone. Why not have a chance to be two-on-one and solve each other quickly?

Bang bang bang!

Hong Tiezhu didn't pay attention to any moves, although he picked up the iron rod to fight.

The barbarian army commander struggled to raise his sword to block, every time he bumped, he felt numb, and his heart was cowardly, but his soldiers were scattered, almost all of them had opponents, and they were fighting so hard that for a while, he couldn't pull out to help.

He was also interested, took two sticks, fought and retreated, and finally turned around to leave.

Laugh at!

There was a soft sound, a pain in his chest, and the tip of a sword pierced out.

Swish!

The tip of the sword was drawn, and the barbarian was speechless, fell to the ground, and died.

Chen Sanlang simply killed him, let alone nonsense, and turned around to kill another place.

When Hong Tiezhu saw it, he scratched his head and spit out two words: "It's so fierce!"