Liu Kuo was an old man who followed Luo Yao when he was hunting merchants, and he was no stranger to this kind of river crossing battle. He stood on the shore and watched Fang Jie chop off the opponent's flag, and couldn't help but screamed in his heart. But before he could heave a sigh of relief, he saw the rebel cavalry of the brigade rushing over after Fang got out.
"Ballista!"
Liu Kuo climbed up the high slope, pointed at the cavalry on the opposite side and shouted loudly: "Let me overthrow the cavalry on the opposite side!"
Following his order, more than a dozen huge crossbow arrows roared towards the other side of the river. Heavy crossbow, fine steel for the front and thin iron for the feathers, the shaft of the arrow is as thick as a calf. The ballista made by the workshop of the Sui Dynasty can easily send the heavy crossbow 500 meters away. More than a dozen heavy crossbows shot straight towards the opposite bank, and then slowly drew an arc and began to fall.
The rebel cavalry immediately became confused, shouting and dodging.
The rebel infantry running on the bank was the first to bear the brunt. A rebel soldier heard the wind and subconsciously looked up when he heard the wind while running. The body was knocked down, and the second rebel's shoulder was removed without slowing down, and then he got into the chest of the third man and still flew forward with the corpse hanging, until three corpses were squeezed on the heavy crossbow. Just stopped.
A heavy crossbow drilled in from one side of the horse's body and then came out from the other side, leaving a huge and terrifying wound on the horse's stomach. After Tie Yu passed through the horse's body, the wound left looked like a three-petal flower blooming on the horse's belly.
The war horse neighed in pain and then fell to one side, blood flowing out of the wound like a waterfall. The cavalryman who was crushed under the horse wailed together with the horse. The heavy body of the horse broke his thigh, and he couldn't pull it out no matter how hard he struggled.
"Don't mess up!"
Li Hao, the cavalry general of the rebel army, restrained the soldiers loudly: "The Sui army only has a dozen ballistas, and the loading speed is also very slow. Don't be afraid. Surround the Sui army on the bank, and they will not dare to fire any more arrows. Keep an eye on the man in black, and catching him is a great feat!"
The cavalry clung to their horses and regrouped, then rushed towards Fang Xie and the others.
But at this time, Da Quan and Mu Xiaoyao, who rushed to the Yellow Niu River after avoiding for a while, immediately changed their expressions after seeing the scene in front of them.
"You wait here!"
Mu Xiaoyao called out to Wanyan Yunshu, jumped down from the high slope and rushed towards the river. Wanyan Yunshu didn't pay attention at all, and ran forward behind Mu Xiaoyao.
"You don't want to live!"
The dog ran after her and yelled loudly.
"I am the princess of Beiliao. Our clan has never had a coward, no matter whether it is a man or a woman! On the battlefield, as long as I have my companions by my side, I have no reason to shrink back! Give me a knife, and I can kill people!"
The big dog jumped up, grabbed a rebel soldier's neck from behind and tore it out, the rebel soldier's neck was immediately torn off by the steel claws, revealing the white bones, and the severed arteries sprayed out thick The blood fog, the soldier lost his vitality before he could even make a wailing sound.
Big Dog pulled out the horizontal knife from the corpse and handed it to Wanyan Yunshu: "No one can take care of you!"
Wanyan Yunshu raised his jaw and said, "I can do it myself!"
The three of them rushed forward against the flow of the rebels. Those rebel infantrymen were already panic-occupied and no one was willing to stay and continue fighting, so the speed of the three of them was not slow at all. Big Dog turned his head to look at Wanyan Yunshu from time to time, and found that this woman was actually quite skilled in martial arts.
There is no routine for Wanyan Yunshu to use his saber, it is completely based on needs. The Beiliao people, a nation that grew up in the extremely cold mountains, are far more brave than the Mongols. People of this nation, regardless of gender, have been fighting against nature since birth. Constantly facing the dangerous environment and the oppression from the Mongol Yuan, if it were not for the small population of this nation, it would not be easy for the Mongol Yuan people to subdue the Beiliao people.
Wanyan Yunshu's sword was very targeted, only attacking fatal places. This is a unique habit of the Beiliao people. Whether hunting in the mountains or facing the enemy, they will never leave the opponent with a chance to counterattack. In their view, the enemy is like a ferocious beast, which must be killed with one blow.
Mu Xiaoyao's ten-foot red silk spread out, which can be used to attack from a distance or defend from a short distance. As she moved forward, all the rebel soldiers on the way were sent to hell by the red silk.
Because of the ballista on the other side, Fang Jie threw the rebel cavalry away for a while. He rushed not far from Zhuo Buyi and the others and jumped off his horse, and saw that the rebel cavalry in the distance had assembled for the second time.
"Cross the river!"
He took the rope from Zhuo Buyi and let out a loud shout.
His feet made a deep hole in the ground. He pulled the rope and backed out a dozen steps in a row, stretched the rope straight and tied it to a big tree: "Quick! Don't waste time!"
After he finished shouting this sentence, he found that neither Zhuo Buyi nor the ten people in the camp had moved.
"Either go together."
Zhuo Buyi took a few steps forward and picked up a horizontal knife from the ground: "Either we die together."
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Zhuo Buyi and Chun Gu didn't leave because they all knew that those who stayed behind and guarded the rope would surely die.
"If you want to live..."
Zhuo Buyi walked a few steps forward and stood beside Fang Jie and said in a flat tone: "Then we can only trust Liu Kuo and Chen Qianshan. If the army of Sui doesn't come over, some of us must die. If Those who guarded the rope died in battle, and the rebels cut the rope, and the people in the river would not survive."
"What the hell do you know!"
Fang Jie scolded angrily: "This is not the time for quacks to talk about loyalty, this is a battlefield! Only one who survives is one, get lost!"
Zhuo Buyi shook his head: "I'm not a soldier, but I'm your friend. I don't know what war is, but I know what it means not to leave your companions behind."
Fang Jie wanted to say more, Chungu and the others had already walked over. Ten people took their positions and protected Fang Jie and Zhuo Buyi in the formation of plum blossoms.
"My lord said that the biggest regret of a soldier is that the people killed in battle are not enough..."
Chungu smiled: "We haven't killed enough. If we are sure to die today, then at least each of us will have dozens of people behind us. From the day when I put on the bright light armor and took over the Damo knife from the prince, That's what we're waiting for. Killing people, that's what we do best."
Fang Jie was stunned, and then cut the rope with a knife: "Then we shall die together."
At this moment, the figures of those frontier soldiers in Fan Gucheng reappeared in his mind. When he left, 800 frontier troops were slaughtered. At that time, they were surrounded by comrades, and they were never separated. And now, Fang Jie is surrounded by his comrades, this time, he decided not to separate.
Sometimes people are so strange, he spared his life for more than ten years.
But at such a moment, he discovered that what he had been afraid of all along was actually not scary at all.
After fighting for more than ten years, it seems that there is no regret even if you lose everything you have gained at this moment.
He clenched the Zhaolu Knife tightly, his eyes were clear.
The cavalry of the rebel army rearranged their formation and rushed over again at speed, while the three of them, Mu Xiaoyao, galloped in front of them.
"Get behind us and use your bow!"
Fang Jie shouted loudly.
Mu Xiaoyao and the others picked up the bows and arrows discarded by the rebels from the ground, and rushed to the back of the plum blossom formation. Big Dog used to be the prince of the Shang Kingdom, and archery was something he had to practice since he was a child, so he was no stranger to it. But Mu Xiaoyao had never touched it before, so she simply handed the bow and arrow to Wanyan Yunshu who was beside her, picked up a few pebbles from the ground and held them in the palm of her hand. She can't shoot arrows, but she can't beat people to death with stones.
I have to say that Wanyan Yunshu really surprised people.
Her archery is accurate enough to put most well-trained soldiers to shame.
Every arrow sent out can tear a rebel off his horse.
At a long distance, Dagou and the others killed more than a dozen rebels, and the cavalry immediately approached. Chungu, who stood at the front, frowned, sideways to let go of the horizontal saber that the cavalry had issued, and the Damo saber in her hand slashed down obliquely, hacking in from the shoulder of the rebel soldier, and slashing from one side of his ribs. come out.
Half of the rebel's body slid off the horse, and his sticky internal organs fell all over the floor. The intestines were hanging on the saddle, and a long length was pulled out bloody.
The butcher blocked Chun Gu's knife, and then swept the Damo knife horizontally. Both the horse's front legs were cut off, and the knight on the horse jumped down before he could react. Fang Jie took out a knife from behind the butcher and chopped off the heads of the fallen soldiers: "Don't worry about the fallen ones, Mr. Zhuo and I will kill them!"
He yelled loudly, and the ten camp elites agreed neatly.
A rebel lieutenant raised his horse, intending to step on it with its front hooves. Aunt Chun yelled loudly, and the Damo Dao was raised high. With a bang, the Mo Dao split the captain on the horse into two pieces. fell at the same time. The blood mist exploded in the air in an instant, and Fang Jie and the others were bathed in a rain of blood.
People and horses are split!
Five or six cavalrymen were overturned by the Damo Dao in succession, and the cavalrymen behind were already blocked and unable to exert their impact. Li Hao gave an order loudly, causing the cavalry to throw the spears in their hands as throwing spears. In an instant, hundreds of spears slammed into the plum blossoms like a torrential rain.
Mu Xiaoyao unfolded the red silk from behind, and swept away more than a dozen spears, but couldn't block them all. And at this time, Zhuo Buyi, who had not moved all this time, opened his eyes suddenly!
The dozens of rebel cavalry in the front froze suddenly, and some of them were unable to move while still throwing their guns!
His forehead was covered with sweat. He had expended a lot of internal strength to support the camp before, but this time he was a bit powerless. If he was in his prime, he would have no problem holding a hundred people.
"kill!"
Fang Xie swung his knife to push aside the throwing spear, and then took a sharp step forward. The Damo Dao in Jishiying was too heavy to move flexibly to block all the throwing spears, so many throwing spears collided with everyone in Gishiying, but even though the throwing spears were heavy, they still failed to break through the bright light armor! The tip of the spear rubbed a streak of sparks on the armor, which seemed to have a different kind of dazzling beauty.
At this time, Fang Jie is the eye of the formation, he moves the plum blossom forward and then moves forward. The ten big mo knives turned away like a windmill, rushed over and smashed the dozens of people who were trapped in the front like chopping melons and vegetables. After the murder, Fang Jie didn't want to fight, and immediately took the plum blossoms and retreated.
Li Hao's complexion changed, and he couldn't help spitting: "Run forward, even if you don't get any alive, you have to slam them into the river and drown them!"
There were too many dead men, and his eyes were already turning red.
At this moment, Gao Po behind him heard the sound of a horn. Li Hao turned around and looked over, only to see a dense crowd of people coming out from behind Gao Po. At the front, a red Yin character was embroidered on a dark green flag. Looking at the number of people and horses, there are no less than tens of thousands!
"The general is here in person, don't lose face!"
Li Hao shouted loudly, then pointed the horizontal knife forward: "Kill them all!"
Fang Xie couldn't help but feel a sinking heart when he saw the rebel brigade arriving. He turned his head and looked at the opposite bank. The pontoon bridge had been erected halfway, and there was still at least 150 meters away from here. The black-armored soldiers on the left front guard were still struggling to piece together, but it seemed that it was too late.
The bridge is there, but where is the way back