"Master Wu, don't worry too much. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Gong Er and Yan Feng came over and said comfortingly.

However, they slowly understood the style of Wolf Junxing, Xiao Yu, Dongfang Bai and others, and they could also guess some tricks.

Wu Shuai also admired these two teenagers, and hurriedly said: "The wolf army is not fully armed, if the other party is on guard, ......"

"If I expected it to be true, it wouldn't be. Gong Er said with a smile, "In the plains, the Red Striped Army is by no means a cavalry opponent, and if you want to ambush, in order to catch up with the speed of our army, it will definitely take a lot of time to draw enough troops." If this is the case, it is to relieve the siege for Wanzhou Mu. ”

"Captain Wolf, they should have thought about this a long time ago. Yan Feng also nodded and said, "Since Chang Fu is scheming and setting up this kind of situation, he will never easily change and destroy it." With their troops, if they want to completely annihilate the officers and troops, they can no longer afford any distraction. ”

"That's true. Gong Er added, "Even if Chang Fu really wants to divide his troops to take revenge, I'm afraid he has to consider the combat strength of the wolf army, and it can be said that the victory is also a tragic victory, and there is no return, and the troops are greatly damaged." It should have a great impact on the future strategy of the Red Army......"

"The two of them are really extraordinary!" Wu Shuai first praised twice, and suddenly thought of something, and his face changed: "In this way, if you learn that the wolf army is going south, wouldn't the red army be urgent, but go all out, and the offensive will be more urgent!"

Yan Feng and Gong Er glanced at each other and were silent.

In the distance, Xiao Yu suddenly opened his eyes and sighed softly.

The winter clouds are heavy, and the sun is like being covered with a thick veil, appearing and disappearing, unable to sway warmth.

There was still a cold wind raging before, but now it has returned to condensation, which seems to be a battle to kill and avoid.

On Poria Ridge, the original few trees have been cut down by the officials and soldiers.

The bare ground, piled up with patches of corpses, was not visible.

The Red Stripes Army sacrificed life and death, causing heavy losses to the officers and soldiers, and on the battlefield, corpses were all over the field, and blood flowed like rivers.

The drums of war beat again, resounding through the sky.

"Kill—"

The killing intent of the Red Striped Army was raging, and they raised their weapons and killed them from all directions, heading towards the ridge.

Above them, the officers and troops of Xitian Prefecture were now less than four thousand, looking desperate or numb, looking at the dense rebels below.

"Kill ......"

The soldiers at the forefront will come into contact with each other, and the momentum will be fierce.

Wan Ji sat silently under the handsome flag, looking at the battlefield with an expressionless face.

Like most officials in the north, he is also a general from the battlefield, and his hands are bloody.

Whoever kills, he will always kill him.

The burial of bones in the sand is also a suitable place to return......

Wanji saw it very thoroughly.

There are the elites of the Red Striped Army, and they are close to the front.

The officers and soldiers immediately shouted to meet them.

A personal guard, the long knife has just been inserted into the enemy's chest, and behind him is a fellow of the Red Army, swinging the knife and cutting him down. The officers and soldiers behind immediately brandished their swords, roared, and plunged into the man's abdomen, but at the same time, three or four red-striped soldiers with bloody faces and hideous screams around them fiercely pounced, slashed him several times, and scattered his body to the ground......

As the gap was reached, more of the Red Striped Army rushed forward, and there were also many officers and soldiers who rushed over with shouts.

The blood was splashed, and it was very tragic.

The Red Striped Army stepped on the bones of their comrades, and step by step, advanced to the top of the mountain.

At the foot of the mountain, Chang Fu is watching coldly.

"Rush!"

Seeing the current situation, he suddenly waved his arm and gave an order.

"Knock-knock-knock-"

The war drums are like thunder, and they suddenly resound on the battlefield, and there is a peculiar rhythm hidden in them, which is difficult for ordinary people to recognize.

"Kill—"

The Red Striped Soldier was in high spirits, and he shouted loudly as he waved his weapon.

"Sir, you quickly retreat to the rear, this place won't last long!"

Wan Ji retracted his gaze, looked calmly in front of him, and smiled softly at this blood-soaked man: "What's your name?"

"Xiaguan Zhai Wen—my lord, let's go!" the man shouted again.

Zhai Wen was born tall and strong, with a beardless face, heroic spirit, many wounds around his body, and there was still blood spreading, but he didn't realize it.

"Look. Wan Ji suddenly pointed to the bottom of the mountain, "The bandits are often blessed, and they finally set out in person." ”

Zhai Wen followed what he pointed at, and a strong man covered in red stripes over there, with a team of fierce soldiers, rushed here like a bamboo.

As if aware of his gaze, Chang Fu raised his head suddenly, his eyes against the red lines, like a wild beast.

"Kill—"

Far away, Chang Fu faced Wan Ji, and shouted fiercely, like a tiger's roar, rolling and scattering.

Wan Ji was unmoved, the corners of his mouth raised, and a sneer was pulled.

Hearing the commander's shouts, the Red Striped soldiers suddenly felt that their bodies had potential, and their spirits shook again, roaring wildly, like fierce beasts stimulated by blood, they pounced on their opponents one after another.

In less than a moment, the common blessing of killing a bloody path was not far in front of Wan Ji, who was unwilling to retreat.

Zhai Wen immediately rushed forward, facing the big knife of Chang Fu, and waved the knife to block it.

"Boom-"

I felt that an unusually strong force was transmitted along the blade, and Zhai Wen was suddenly struck by lightning, the long knife was shattered, and the tiger's mouth was cracked. He opened his mouth and squirted out a mouthful of reverse blood and flew upside down.

With Zhai Wen's defeat and retreat, the guards who stood in front of Wan Ji were slashed and knocked to the ground by the fierce red army one after another.

Seeing that the commander was in danger, there were constantly officers and soldiers desperately rushing over, but there were more red-striped soldiers than them, rushing forward like wolves and slaughtering them cleanly.

"The soldiers of Longyuan...... Rush with me!"

Wan Ji straightened his chest, his face had been peaceful, and with this hoarse roar, he burst into green tendons that he hadn't seen for a long time, he shouted with the strength of his whole body, raised his sword, and rushed forward with all the soldiers around him.

Chang Fu stood in front of the Red Striped Army, looking at him.

Wanji was laughing too.

At the moment, both of them looked the same crazy, but they showed almost the same smile.

There is no comfort, no despair, there is calm, but a little desolation.

As the Red Stripes Army poured in, Wanji's banner fell.

Chang Chang Fu held a knife in one hand and Wanji's pale head in the other, looking up to the sky and roaring: "Long Yuan, it's time to change the sky!"

Longyuan calendar, the first month of the year 264.

Poria Ridge.

Dusk was silent, only the bitter cold wind.

The Wolf Army Star rushed here with 3,000 soldiers.

The Red Stripes Army has left.

Within a radius of five miles, there were no trees, and the entire mountain field was occupied by dense corpses, and countless weapons were scattered among the blood fields. The sound of the wind gradually rose, sometimes mixed with cries of pain, I don't know where it came from, mixed with the whining of the wind, like the sorrow of the war spirit.

Everywhere, there was blood and the smell of corpses.

The Wolf Army Star immediately ordered his subordinates to disperse separately to find survivors.

The cold wind was blowing, and it became more bleak and desolate.

"Ahh

There was a sad cry, but it was Wu Shuai who screamed violently, and the voice rushed into the sky.

He frantically threw himself into the battlefield, crying and turning over the bloody bones.

No one is alive, those familiar comrades-in-arms, companions, subordinates...... All are dead.