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By the time Li Zisheng hurriedly got up and looked forward, the shape of the field had changed greatly.

The place where the explosion occurred in the battlefield was a mess, there were several large craters on the ground that exposed the black ground, which looked so ugly against the white snow, and the charging squadron and the old men had either turned into dust and floated in the air, or like the skull, the flesh and blood wreckage that could not see its original shape and belonging were scattered from the air with the snow.

The dead are gone, but the living are still struggling to survive in this world, just when the Iron Family Cavalry was in chaos, the rice thieves were also divided into several teams and pounced directly on the two squads on the left and right of the battlefield. The two ten-man teams were closer to the scene of the explosion and felt more powerful, so they were even more unbearable.

The horses were almost limp to the ground, some soldiers were crushed under the horses, some were staggering as if they were drunk, and some simply fell to their knees and could not stand up.

Seeing those homeless people rushing forward with ferocity, these elite soldiers, who were usually arrogant and powerful, could not make any effective response, and were easily swallowed up by a crowd of old and weak people who could be blown down by the wind.

At this time, the most elite and majestic team of young people, under the leadership of Lao Peng, who sharpened their knives, held their weapons high and shouted loudly, and rushed directly through the "battlefield" to the home formation where the Li family's father and son were located.

"Formation! Hurry up! You idiots, I tell you to dismount and form a formation!"

The thirteen sons of the Iron Thousand Towers, who had just been in the chest, were so angry that they were extremely angry at this time.

He finally got rid of the stirrups that were wrapped around his feet, turned over and stood up on his own, and when he saw the current situation and realized what had happened, it was dark in front of him. The Iron Family's Thirteen Lang, who has always cherished his life and loves to enjoy life the most, even had the idea of pulling out a knife and killing himself.

It was too late for him to regret that he had not adopted the safest method of warfare, which was to shoot from a distance with his bow and arrow, and wait for the enemy to collapse on his own before following in pursuit. Of course, if someone does this when he attacks, it will only attract a reprimand.

In front of him is just a group of homeless people! There are no homeless people who have no armor and wood to cut wood for soldiers, and the old and weak are mixed! Why are you so careful?

Moreover, such a tactic insurance is insurance, but at this moment the sun is already in the west, and the winter days are already short. If the war drags on into the night, and the displaced people are scattered in a hurry, and they can't be captured, won't this trip make people laugh off their big teeth?

In fact, he didn't know that even if this was the case, the other party already had a means to deal with it, that is, most of the people made a gesture of escaping, and then arranged these old people who were willing to die at the back of the team. Such a situation will only make him think that the other party has broken up, as long as he waves his army and chases after him.

Tie Qianzhu only knew that the three ten-man teams sent out in front of him had been wiped out, but fortunately, he had left two reserves behind...... These reserves are struggling with their horses. I'm so lucky, it's better to lead the team up and be blown up.

And the evil that he thought he could catch at his fingertips was handsome, but more than a hundred and ten people were going to encircle and suppress him, such an absurd situation...... Wait, don't let me capsize in the gutter and die here!

Thinking of this, Tie Qianzhu began to recover his clarity, and began to loudly scold his subordinates for forming a formation to protect themselves, after all, he didn't come alone today......

Although Li Zisheng is young, his reaction is not slow. As soon as he saw his father lying on the ground, he jumped out of the carriage with a grunt, and the crowd was in a state of confusion, and the boy could only crawl to his father.

He lifted up his father, who had fallen with all his might, but did not flee directly backwards, nor did he hide on the side of the road, but carried Li Zhaochang, who did not know the southeast and northwest, and ran back towards the carriage.

At this time when the soldiers were in chaos, I heard a woman's sneer from the carriage, and then the female voice with eight points of annoyance and two points of disdain said: "It's just a bunch of waste! Old Thirteen, this is the good soldier you bring?"

Then the door opened, and a red figure rushed out of the car, and when it passed in front of the father and son who were struggling to walk to the carriage, they also brought a gust of incense and a soft sentence:

"This kid, good!"

Li Zisheng is indeed a smart boy who is good at observing his surroundings, and as soon as he got into this carriage, he felt unusual, not because the carriage was richly decorated, and the horse god horse pulling the carriage was abnormal.

But the black man who drove the car first was very clever in martial arts, Li Zisheng was limited to seeing how high the coachman's martial arts were, only knowing that he must be higher than his father, not a little, this kind of skill is by no means an ordinary emperor.

Secondly, the car was a little strangely stable, the boy didn't know the concept of "suspension system", but at first glance, a carriage that seemed to have no special device was running so smoothly on the frosty dirt road, Li Zisheng estimated that some kind of charm was carved on the bottom of the car. And the characters who can use the magic circle on the carriage are unusual to think about.

In the end, it was this iron thousand building "uncle" who seemed to be jealous of the characters in this carriage. The young man's babbling iron boy would subconsciously lower his voice when he walked to the side of the carriage, and it was obvious that these elite cavalry were marching around this carriage.

Of course, his old Jianghu father saw the clue at a glance, but unfortunately he was currently knocked into a dizzy state and couldn't take care of himself.

Therefore, Li Zisheng did not think of running away with his father at the first time when he encountered danger, but stumbled to the side of the carriage.

And it turned out exactly as he expected.

The red figure was ghostly, and it was in front of the battle in the blink of an eye. When she stood still, Li Zisheng fixed her eyes and saw that a young woman with flowers and temples appeared in front of her, with golden steps and golden sideburns, a curved wide-sleeved flower skirt, and a whole fire fox skin as a shawl to keep out the cold, which was really indescribably graceful and inexhaustible.

It's just that this woman's willow eyebrows are now upside down, her phoenix eyes are angry, and the green tendons on her forehead are jumping suddenly, destroying her grace and luxury.

As soon as Tie Qianzhu saw this woman, he suddenly became half shorter, his waist collapsed suddenly, and he stepped forward and said, "Third sister, it's the little brother who is useless and disturbs you." ”

The third sister waved her sleeves and snorted coldly, but she didn't answer, just calmly observed the shape on the field.

Noticing that she is not only from her own side, although the rice thief leader Peng Modao is fighting under the command of his subordinates, he is still paying attention to the situation of all parties. As soon as he saw the appearance of this noble lady, he was stunned in his heart, grabbed one of his subordinates casually, and said to him gloomily: "Talk to Siniang, you can start." ”

The man nodded yes and ran to the rear.

At this time, the remaining less than twenty Tiejia cavalry had been converted into heavy infantry, and they hurriedly formed a formation and fought with the displaced people who came to counterattack.

In the end, they are strong soldiers, and as cavalrymen, they are also strict and orderly after getting off their horses. In this chaotic form, they did not rush forward like each other, but put out two horizontal formations under the deployment of the chief and the commander. I saw that all of them were pointing straight ahead with all kinds of long soldiers in their hands, as if they were a hedgehog with a stinger all over their bodies, so that the enemy could not swallow or swallow it.

But the enemy they faced was far more crazy than they imagined, and the young and strong rice thieves who came over didn't even have a basic formation, and they didn't stop to adjust the formation before coming to this hedgehog formation, without even a trace of hesitation and delay, and the people in front of them collided directly!

The spears and halberds held by the soldiers pierced their bodies so lightly, but they could not stop the momentum of the onslaught of these fierce enemies. In the blink of an eye, they were locked in a vicious battle.

If a little more soldiers of the Iron Family can arrange more horizontal teams to absorb the impact of the enemy, or a longer response time can allow them to shoot a few rounds with bows and arrows first, then even now, the active attack of these outcasts is actually sending them to death.

It's a pity that if it's just if.

Even in a world where there is not much difference in individual force values, it is only normal to use well-trained soldiers against civilians, and it is basic to defeat a team of tens of thousands of homeless people with hundreds of soldiers. What's more, this is still a high-magic high-martial world with a huge disparity in strength, and the difference in numbers between the two sides is not so exaggerated, and now there are about twenty soldiers dealing with more than a hundred homeless people.

A small Zhou Tian martial artist dealing with five ordinary young men can only be said to be a piece of cake in normal times, but unfortunately military science is not so simple addition, subtraction, multiplication and division.

The soldiers of the Tie family came all the way, and they only hastily used some dry food on their horses, and even if they were warriors with strong health, their bodies were damaged. The other party had just had a full meal of hot food, and the short walk made their bodies adjust to the best state.

These cavalrymen thought they were ready to be captured from top to bottom, but they were hit head-on, and there was a setback in morale. The enemy in front of the homeless people seemed invincible, but they all used their own means to eliminate most of them, and the rice thieves had a lot of the upper hand.

The most important thing is that this is a battlefield, not a ring, and once the formation of the outnumbered side is broken away and falls into the point of fighting separately, the soldier himself will have to face an all-round attack.

But it is not so easy for the displaced people to turn their advantage into victory.

The most important thing is that the armor of the Iron Family soldiers is really good, and these soldiers who are heavy cavalry are wrapped in steel from top to bottom. They had steel helmets with iron masks on their heads, plate armor that only heavy weapons could break through, and even their lower bodies had skirt armor that covered their crotch and thighs and shin armor that protected their calves.

On the other hand, the weapons in the hands of the soldiers, especially the waist knives that everyone is equipped with, are the hundred refining knives produced by the Tie family, and they are facing homeless people without armor, and it is not an exaggeration to cut people like chopping melons and vegetables.

The imposing homeless people felt a little like rats pulling turtles in the face of these iron men, although the spearhead of the Peng sharpening knife shouted loudly, and most of the young people from civilian backgrounds were a little cringe. On the contrary, those soldiers felt that the opponent's helpless morale had recovered a lot, and their military literacy was high, and they began to slowly gather together so as not to suffer the enemy on their backs.

The battle was at a stalemate.

In the midst of the stalemate between the two sides, a man with a full beard was nailed to the ground by a spear, and the blood under his body had gathered into a small red puddle, and the puddle that was still spreading was emitting a trace of white gas in the cold winter.

He tried several times but couldn't pull out the spear.

At last he gave up his efforts, lay there looking at the snowy sky, and suddenly began to sing.

He sang:

Such as leeks,

Scissors resurrection;

Head like a chicken,

Cut the resonant.

Immortals don't have to be fearful,

Small people are never to be taken lightly.

He sang again and again until his voice grew lower, but the song rang out in the middle of the battlefield.