The fight takes place every few days, and although the scene is bloody and brutal, it has to be said that it is the quickest way to improve one's combat effectiveness.

It's just that some prisoners who are not strong-willed can't bear this cruel torture, and their spirits have collapsed, like walking corpses, who only know training and tearing up, as if they have lost their consciousness. Even so, their fighting power cannot be ignored, and they fight like beasts in the arena, all in order to knock down the enemy.

Yue Fan saw such a scene on the field, and suddenly felt a trace of unbearability in his heart. It's just that after the last time he talked to Dongyu, he knew very well in his heart that everything here could only rely on himself, and others could not help. So I cleaned up my mood and put all my energy into cultivation.

After several battles on the field, Yue Fan is now more and more familiar with this kind of group battle, and his experience has become richer. From being in a hurry at the beginning, to being able to cope with it now, this has made good progress. Of course, most of the reason for this is due to his super recovery ability and physical fitness, otherwise how could he stand to the end, so many people would be tired and tired to death.

Yue Fan has always known that since he has never studied martial arts systematically, the actual combat of martial arts moves and footwork is his weakest point. It's just that there is no one to guide me, so I can only rely on myself to slowly explore.

Although this kind of fighting was very cruel, it was a very effective cultivation method for Yue Fan, not only could he train his reflexes and agility, but he also became more and more proficient in the application of moves.

"Grappling Eighteen Dozen" really has a very comprehensive interpretation of boxing, although it was learned from Wang Chong, but the moves are relatively complete. After his continuous actual combat, streamlining and combination, "Seventy-two Road Springball" and "Breaking the Wind Palm" have been integrated into his own boxing path, forming a new set of "Grappling Eighteen Dozen" prototypes. Although these moves are very ordinary, much inferior to the powerful punches, he thinks that this is the most suitable for him.

The facts have also proved that Yue Fan's idea is correct, in the group battle, from the beginning of the decent attack moves, to the later, direct and effective attacks have been able to come easily, not only simple and labor-saving, but also extremely lethal, plus he has a deep understanding of the body's acupuncture points, and the understanding of acupuncture points is extremely accurate, so the person who is hit by him will be paralyzed all over the body, lying on the ground and unable to move.

However, compared with boxing, Yue Fan thinks that the biggest improvement is the use of footwork and body technique. After all, in the past, one's cultivation was only aimed at one's body, strength, and speed. In such a chaotic scene of fighting, all these advantages he thought he thought were so pale and powerless, in the face of endless sieges, there was no chance to show at all, the only thing he could do was for you to punch me, and I would kick you.

Yue Fan was completely passive at the beginning, and other people's attacks could only be carried hard, and there was no way to dodge, after all the exploration and observation, he gradually understood the use of pace and body on the battlefield, although it was still a bit stiff now, but it saved him a lot of strength.

Dong Yu has always been paying attention to Yue Fan's situation, and every time he fights, he will always devote part of his energy to pay attention to him. But after these observations, the shock in Dongyu's heart can no longer be expressed in words, and several times he was almost surrounded by the crowd because he was stunned. Yue Fan was embarrassed from the beginning, and now he can basically deal with it, but after just a few fights, such rapid progress is amazing, you know, Dongyu himself has experienced hundreds of life and death battles, so he has such skills now. And what shocked him even more was Yue Fan's bottomless physical strength, and he basically never saw Yue Fan stop.

"Holy shit! what a fucking monster!" Dongyu said secretly.

On the off-field platform, Yu Liang also saw Yue Fan's performance, and he was extremely shocked, he also came from the battlefield, of course he knew the situation on the field. He nodded slightly, his eyes full of smiles.

At this time, the battalion guard commander hurriedly ran over and said respectfully: "Master Yu, take the commander's order, and send troops to Shacheng in five days." ”

Yu Liang perked up when he heard this, the light in his eyes flashed, and he said: "I have been recuperating for almost half a year, and I am finally going to send troops again." Okay!" Then he waved his hand: "Thunder Drum!"

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"Knock-knock-"

The war drums sounded, and everyone on the field stopped and looked towards the stand.

"Boom!"

The drumming stopped, and the battalion guard commander came out and shouted, "All the personnel are assembled!"

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After a while, except for the wounded and unconscious prisoners, the rest of the battalion team members all gathered in the center of the field. The soldiers stood on either side of the field, with the Tsing Yi prisoner at the end, the black-clothed prisoner in the front row, and the three white-clothed prisoners standing at the front. Yue Fan stood in the back row and saw that Dongyu was in it, and the two people next to him thought that it was Xu Jie and Huang Zhenfeng.

After all the personnel were assembled, Yu Liang stepped forward slowly, although he was not burly, but with his steady pace and a military uniform, he had a unique power. Standing with his hands in his hands, he said loudly: "In the past few months, you have made great progress, and I believe that the chances of surviving on the battlefield are much greater.

I believe you also know that if you live for four years, then all your sins will be written off and you will be free. But it is basically impossible to live here for four years, no one on the battlefield dares to guarantee that you will not be defeated in a hundred battles, nor can you guarantee that you can see the sun tomorrow on the killing array, so you can only practice desperately, so that you can have a chance to live.

There will be a battle plan in five days, and whether you will be able to return alive or not will depend on your luck, and now I announce the military order:

On the battlefield, you can only advance, and those who retreat will be killed!

On the battlefield, you must obey the command, and those who violate the order will be killed!

Fear of life and death on the battlefield, escapee, slash, slash, slash!"

The murderous spirit of each word 'chopping' was awe-inspiring, and the people below who listened to it shuddered in their hearts.

Glancing at the people in the whole battalion, Yu Liang continued: "Next, I will arrange the battle plan, and I will listen to it all with my ears pricked up.

Our target this time is Shacheng, a hundred miles away, Dong Yu, Xu Jie and Huang Zhenfeng each take a hundred black-clothed prisoners to attack on the flank, burn their grain, grass and buildings, and when the army attacks, they will all rush forward after hearing the signal, and the rest will all charge head-on......" Then he repeated the detailed plan.

After the disbandment, Yue Fan was about to return to the camp to cultivate, when Dong Yu came over and said indifferently: "Five days later, it will be the time to kill the formation, I hope you can come back alive." With that, he turned and left.

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At night, Yue Fan couldn't calm down and cultivate, so he lay on the ground to rest, thinking about what to do in the future.

Recalling Li Yun and Dongyu's words, Yue Fan was confused for a while.

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5 days later......

On the field, the faces of more than 7,000 prisoners were gloomy, they had long been accustomed to this kind of fighting in the past few months of training and fighting, and even a little numb, but in the face of a hopeless future, people would inevitably feel hopeless in their hearts.

Yu Liang stood on the point platform and said with a serious expression: "If you don't kill people on the battlefield, people will kill you, if you want to live, you can only kill, if you are afraid, there is only one death." I ask you, do you want to come back alive?"

"I want to ......" Thousands of people shouted together, like a puff, like a catharsis, the sound was so loud that the people who were on the scene for a while were like a grandeur.

Yu Liang nodded with satisfaction, and continued, "Okay! Now all the personnel will go to the treasury to collect the weapons on their own......"

The knife has always been Yue Fan's best weapon, and it has become a combat habit to use the knife to fight with ferocious beasts when hunting. Unfortunately, every time I fight with someone, I don't have a weapon on my body. This time he will fight for survival with a new sword. Only this time the object is different, the enemy was a beast in the past, but now it is a human.

In the past few months, Yue Fan has been practicing swinging the sword every day, and because his strength has increased a lot, he feels that the saber here is too light and thin, and every time he swings it, he has the illusion that it will be broken.

But after thinking about it for a while, Yue Fan understood. Since this is a "death battalion", all the people in it are used to send them to death, and the best weapons are also Lang Fei. Since no one cares about the life and death of people here, it is naturally impossible to have any good supply of weapons.

Waving the somewhat rusty saber in his hand, Yue Fan shook his head and muttered in his heart: "This knife is too thin, if the knife is broken on the battlefield, it will be dangerous, if only the previous material knife was still on the body." Looks like we'll have to get two more knives. ”

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"My lord, I want two more knives. Yue Fan said.

Kusi was counting his weapons outside the warehouse camp, when he suddenly heard someone still want to take a knife, and when he looked over the platform, he saw a boy with white hair standing in front of him.

Kusi was stunned for a moment, and then said with a strange laugh: "You pigs are all going to die anyway, and it is Lang Fei to ask for so many weapons!"

Pig is the name given to a death row prisoner in a "death camp", which means a person who has no dignity, not even a pig.

Yue Fan frowned when he heard this, and his gaze was cold and directed at Nakusi.

Seeing this, Kusi's heart trembled, and his body instinctively shrank back, but he seemed to think of something, and after immediately reacting, he found that he was actually afraid of a "pig", and his face suddenly became hot, and he said loudly: "Stinky pig, what do you see, you want to rebel? Damn, if you don't give you a lesson, you still think you are an uncle!"

"Stop!" a soft shout came.

Kuss paused for a moment, and heard the sound.

At this time, Dongyu came over, stared at Cusi and said coldly: "Give him two knives!"

When Kusi saw that it was Dongyu, the whole person seemed to be deflated, and coughed twice in embarrassment: "Since this is the case, then I will give Iron Blood a face." With that, he turned around and walked into the warehouse.

"Take it!" Ku Si handed over the knife and glared at Yue Fan fiercely.

Yue Fan ignored it, took the knife and said to Dong Yu: "Thank you again." ”

Dongyu waved his hand and said, "No." Although I don't know what the use of carrying so many knives is you, I know that you won't do things that don't make sense. ”

Yue Fan looked at him and said, "You seem to know me very well?"

"Some people can get to know each other once you can get to know them, and some people you don't really know even if you spend a lifetime together. ”

Yue Fan nodded thoughtfully in agreement.

Dongyu said: "Okay, it's time to go, I hope we can all come back alive......" After speaking, he patted Yue Fan on the shoulder and walked towards the field.

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"Assemble!" shouted loudly, so the people quickly combined with the center of the field, armed with weapons and ready to go. Yue Fan pinned the two extra sabers to his waist, although it was a little awkward, but he didn't care at all, gently pinched the small stone on his neck, and muttered, "I will definitely go back......"

"Let's go!" Yu Liang mounted his war horse, waved his hand, and led the team all the way north......

―――――――――――― Shacheng is located in the border fortress, is one of the main cities of the rebels, here is the "sand king" Ren Xiangjun station, only to break through this city, the Ming army can be stationed in the border fortress.

The left and right sides of Shacheng Pass have become dangerous places due to environmental impacts, and the generals of the Ming army have tried to spare the attack many times, but they have returned in vain. After all, since this place is said to be the closest place to hell, the threat of nature is beyond their reach. Even so, the Ming Emperor did not let this place go, if the power here was great, the territory of the Ming Dynasty would be threatened. That's why they sent troops to recruit for many years, and although they have not succeeded, they have also suppressed the rebels.

Although Shacheng is isolated from the frontier fortress, it is easy to defend and difficult to attack, and every time it is attacked, the rest of the cities will send troops to support, so they can confront the Ming army. Of course, this is only one of the reasons, there are many other factors that affect the development of the overall situation, otherwise even if Shacheng is impregnable, it is impossible to compete with hundreds of thousands of Ming troops for so long.

―――――――――――― Yuefan had personally experienced that between heaven and earth, people seemed so small, and now he had such thoughts in his heart.

Looking at the black archers and axe men on the wall of Shacheng Pass, the pressure in Yue Fan's heart suddenly increased a lot, and a feeling of powerlessness suddenly appeared in his heart. But he knew he couldn't back down, or he wouldn't have any chance of survival. So he looked firmly ahead with his eyes.

When attacking the city, it was necessary to cooperate with combat equipment such as chariots to achieve twice the result with half the effort, but due to the limitation of the barren terrain on the border, it was impossible to have combat equipment such as chariots here. At this time, the importance of "pigs" as cannon fodder can be revealed.

"Thunder Drum!" Yu Liang ordered. As the main commander of this vanguard attack, he has not fought for many months, and his eyes are shining with excitement.

"Knock--knock-"

The drums became more and more urgent, Yu Liang pulled out the standing knife on his waist violently, waved it hard, and shouted: "Rush!"

As soon as the words fell, thousands of people immediately rushed forward in a dense manner.

At the front were the black-clothed prisoners, who were more experienced, constantly dodging and moving forward, while the Tsing Yi prisoners were behind, using their shields to resist the rain of arrows and throwing stones, moving forward with difficulty. While the rest of the soldiers stood still.

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"Whoosh... Sou... Whoosh!" The rain of arrows cut through the air mixed with countless screams, which kept resounding on Yue Fan's side. Life is as fragile as ants, and the rain of arrows seems to have swallowed half of the sky, and the dark shadows envelop the entire battlefield.

Such a tragic scene deeply shook Yue Fan's heart. watched the people around him fall one by one, including those who were in the same tent as him. Although they didn't have a relationship, they had been together for months, and now they were dead, next to him, and he couldn't tell whether it was uncomfortable or sad in his heart. Now he understands that if you take care of yourself on the battlefield, others are so likely to help you. So he gathered his mood and moved forward at a faster pace.

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On the wall of Shachengguan, hundreds of archers kept pulling their bows and firing arrows, but they still couldn't stop the progress of the death row prisoners.

A man on the city wall anxiously asked the person next to him, "Strategist, when will the reinforcements arrive?" This person was dressed in bronze armor and held a command flag, and it seemed that he was the chief general of Shacheng Pass.

The military advisor smiled: "The young general doesn't need to be nervous, the news has been passed to the Wind King and the Luo King, I believe that it won't be long before reinforcements will arrive, and the Sand King's soldiers and horses have already set off from Muer City, and it will only take half an hour to arrive."

As far as I know, the people below are all death row prisoners, although they are brave but they don't have good weapons, so they don't have much combat effectiveness, but they are just sent by the Ming army as cannon fodder. ”

After a pause, the military division continued: "We should now send people to protect the grain and grass to prevent the enemy from sneaking attack, otherwise there will be a fire in the rear, and the losses will be very heavy." ”

When the young general heard this, he nodded and said, "What the military advisor said is reasonable, and I will immediately send more people from the grain depot to make them more vigilant." ”

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After arranging everything, the major general turned to the battlefield to look. At this glance, my heart was suddenly shocked, and the heart I had just put down hung again.

The wooden shield in ―――――――――――― Yuefan's hand had already been shattered, and he had no choice but to wave the saber in his hand to resist the rain of arrows. "Simple Knife Technique" was vividly danced by him, and the sword shadow in the sky simply blocked the attack of the arrow rain.

This has never happened before on the battlefield, and it is a matter of individual strength to resist the attack of the rain of arrows. With so many arrows coming at you, it's nice to be able to dodge them, let alone swing your sword in a rain of arrows. Let's not talk about whether it can be stopped, even the endless physical consumption is not something that ordinary people can bear, even if a master of the innate level comes here, it can't withstand the consumption.

When the soldiers on both sides saw Yue Fan so fierce, how could they still be calm in their hearts.

"Rush, kill ......" The prisoner's momentum increased for a moment.

But Yue Fan couldn't care about anything shocking now, and waved his saber intently, thinking that there was nothing else to live.

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There are more and more gaps in the blade, and it seems that it is about to be unbearable. Seeing this, Yue Fan secretly said, "It's not good!"

"Fight!" At this time, Yue Fan's body suddenly turned sharply, and the knife in his right hand spun violently. "Break!" shouted, only to hear the sound of "bang!", and the knife really shattered...... Is he really going to die under the arrows?

Just as the knife shattered, the fragments of the knife shot out in all directions, and the force was so great that the dense arrow momentum of the shock was also slightly slowed down.

Although he was still scratched by the arrow in the end, this gap bought Yue Fan precious time, and taking advantage of this brief moment, he threw away the handle of the knife in his hand, pulled out the two sabers at his waist, and held them in his hands to continue to move forward......

It's just a matter of turning around. But the shock it brought to others is something that can never be forgotten.

originally thought that after Yue Fan's knife was broken, he would definitely die, but seeing his miraculous performance, Yu Liang and the others were stunned.

Yue Fan pressed the formation with both swords, and suddenly felt that the pressure had been reduced a lot, and he was slightly relieved in his heart.

The further you go, the more dense the rain of arrows becomes, and the power is gradually increasing. Yue Fan's physical exertion is getting bigger and bigger, this is the first time he has consumed so much, he has never worried about physical strength, and his heart began to become nervous.

In his anxiety, Yue Fan's mind flashed with inspiration, and he woke up and said: "Moves! Yes, some moves are to defeat the strong with the weak, and I believe that they will definitely save physical strength." ”

Just now, he has been using a few basic movements used to chop wood, but his reaction and swinging speed are too fast to resist the attack of the rain of arrows, but this kind of hard fight is too physically demanding, and ordinary people can't support half a moment at all.

Speaking of moves, Yue Fan felt a headache, although he thought of a good way, but when he came back to his senses, he suddenly found that he didn't know any sword skills at all, and he couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart.

With a short distance of dozens of zhang, Yue Fan felt as if he couldn't see the end. Of the more than 7,000 death row prisoners, nearly 1,000 fell in a short period of time, among which the most casualties were the Tsing Yi prisoners, and some of the black-clothed prisoners who rushed to the front had already reached the city wall and were climbing up with wooden ladders......

"If you go on like this, you must die!" Yue Fan supported him hard, and now he clearly felt that his physical strength was losing rapidly, and it was difficult to survive like this. And I don't know why, from just now, he felt that the pressure around him seemed to be much greater.

"Damn, are all the arrows shooting at Lao Tzu!?" Yue Fan felt more and more depressed, and even he, who never swore dirty, couldn't help but curse in his heart, but the movements in his hands did not decrease in the slightest......

This time Yue Fan was really right, because his extraordinary performance had directly affected the morale of the soldiers, and the military advisors on the city wall saw this and felt a deep threat in their hearts, so they immediately ordered to send more archers and shoot arrows as far as possible where he was.

I don't know if it was after scolding, the depression in his heart was vented, Yue Fan felt that his heart was no longer so suffocating, so his heart returned to his former calmness.

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After a while, Yue Fan made a decision: "I have always used the "Simple Knife Technique" one move at a time, although the movements are very skilled and the speed is very fast, but the coherence is not strong, if I combine the unloading method in "Eighteen Dozen Grappling", I should be able to save a lot of effort." ”

In normal times, of course, there would be no problem with such an idea, but now on the battlefield, before the battle, this kind of thinking is inevitably too crazy.

The famous sword techniques in the martial arts are all Mahayana after being tempered and absorbing the experience of countless generations. If you want to temporarily create a set of superior knife techniques, it is absolutely impossible, even if you are the best in the world and the best in the world.

Take 10,000 steps back and say, even if Yue Fan created such a set of sword techniques, it always needs actual combat to be perfect. But under the rain of arrows, the slightest mistake will pierce the heart and die, and there is no chance to regret it. Creating sword techniques in such an environment requires more than just courage and wisdom.

Yue Fan didn't know about this situation, but now his physical exertion was getting bigger and bigger, and if he didn't think of any other way, it would only be a dead end.

"Simple Knife Technique" is indeed simple, there are only five actions "chopping, splitting, turning, racking, and playing", as long as people who have seen it do not know how to use it, but Yue Fan has practiced "Simple Knife Technique" since he was a child, and he has reached the realm of pure fire for these movements, but the previous objects were dead things such as trees, and now they are facing an endless rain of arrows, and this time the object is deadly.

But the current situation does not allow Yue Fan to think too much, and immediately changes the knife momentum, "chopping, splitting, turning, racking, and bounce" each action is continuously used, after one move is exhausted, followed by the next action, and then try to wave the knife shadow into a circle according to the method of unloading......

"Huh!" An arrow hit Yue Fan's shoulder, after all, the first time he tried, his movements seemed much stiffer, and he missed many arrows as soon as he tried the move, but fortunately, he was only shot by an arrow, and it was not a vital point, this injury was nothing to him. So he continued to move his body, cooperating with the five actions of "chopping, splitting, turning, racking, and playing".

Perhaps feeling the threat of death, the potential of Yue Fan's whole body suddenly burst out, his movements were a few points faster, and his eyes were ethereal and calm, at this moment he once again entered the long-lost 'Realm of Emptiness'. There is no joy or sorrow, no gain or loss, and no thoughts, all of which are empty......

"Huh!" An arrow flew in, and another arrow on his arm, but Yue Fan didn't have any expression on his face, and he continued to wave the two sabers, constantly drawing circles......

"Whew!" another arrow in his leg......

"Whew!" another arrow in the back......

Yue Fan had already been hit by more than ten arrows in his body, if it was someone else, he would have already died, but because he practiced the superior foreign kung fu such as "Dragon Pole Nine Changes", and the 'body training' had also been Hinayana , it was just a skin injury to him, and even blood did not flow out.

As his movements became more and more coherent, the knife in his hand drew countless large and small circles to surround him in the middle. Although the sword technique is not as fast as before, it can basically block the attack of the arrow rain, and the most important thing is that his physical strength is not consumed as much as just now, this is the capital of Yue Fan's life, and he finally succeeded!

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