When the sea of people came up, it seemed that the mountains were shaking.
The actions of the Xiacun defenders were somewhat unexpected for Chang Shengjun. The battle between the battle formations has been going on for ** days, and the offensive and defensive situation has basically been fixed. The number of defenders in Xia Village is not as good as that of the Changsheng Army. It is basically impossible to leave the bunker. No matter how tragic the fight these days, it's just that you and I are tearing each other apart. Going back yesterday, defeating Long An's troops and catching these prisoners was really a ruthless move, and it could be regarded as an unsolvable conspiracy, but... there will always be some exceptions.
When the first few prisoners began to refuse to move forward, Pharmacist Guo and others felt a little troublesome in their hearts, but no one could have imagined that it would be such trouble. Originally, he was going to make a ruthless move, but the opposite side suddenly flipped the chessboard.
At that moment, what the opponent showed was almost a sharpness that should not belong to a general. When the captives began to retrograde, the movement in the summer village gathered and heard in a moment, and then it had become frenzied, dangerous, and filled the mountains and plains. Pharmacist Guo's heart sank almost suddenly, and he couldn't ponder the meaning of this feeling. A little ahead, on a horse, Liu Shunren, who was ordering his subordinates to kill the captives, suddenly reined in the reins, his scalp numb and tightened, and he scolded, "I-fuck-"
The sound of killing spread across the sky, and the hostile energy in it gathered and almost solidified. Above the battle formation, fierce shouts can often be heard, which is not surprising. All elite soldiers are fierce and resolute in attacking the enemy, but only in some special circumstances can such heart-pounding shouts be heard. Voice. Sometimes, people understand as soon as they hear it, which means real immortality. It's not the harsh words of ordinary gangsters, nor is it a means used by ordinary troops to intimidate and invigorate the morale of the army. That is already resentment and determination from the bottom of his heart. An enemy who can make such a voice, every tooth and every hair of his, is dangerous.
The entire Changsheng Army team was also stunned for a moment.
But they are elite soldiers after all, even though they didn't expect that the hornet's nest would suddenly explode in the early morning. When the opponent suddenly smashed the chessboard, under the orders of Guo Yaoshi, Zhang Linghui, and others, the entire army also swung into battle in a blink of an eye and rushed forward.
The crowd of people all over the mountains and plains, the iron cavalry spread like a long dragon, the distance quickly narrowed, and then, collided—
"Wow ah ah ah-"
Holding a long knife in his hand, Mao Yishan was already in the first row. He shouted in his mouth, his eyes were red, and he slammed into the fierce crowd ahead. In front of him was a grieving soldier who was wearing a thick and heavy coat that was even a head taller than him. The two of them slashed down with long swords, and countless sword lights and blood splashed on their sides. They fought the sword, and Mao Yishan did not stop. , bumped into the opponent, some numb wrists grabbed the long knife and waved it up. The bloody breath splashed his face, and the tall man was pushed aside. The blade of the companion next to him fell on his shoulder, cutting straight to the waist.
During the shouting, Mao Yishan had already taken two steps, and another soldier from the resentment army appeared in front of him, wielding a knife and beheading him. He took a step forward and slashed. He swung it up from the man's armpit, the man's arm was broken, blood spurted frantically, Mao Yishan rushed forward, and slashed three times in a row in front of the man's chest. The hilt of the knife hit the top of the man's head, and the man fell. The companion on his side had already rushed forward, and Mao Yishan also swooped to keep up, slashing an enemy's stomach with a long knife.
In the permeating bloody smell, there are countless knife lights and hideous faces in front of them. The will is fanatical, but the thinking in his mind is surprisingly cold. An enemy next to him slashed at him, and he raised his hand to hold his arm. He stabbed the other person's other leg, and the knife pierced the man's thigh. Before the man fell down, Mao Yishan's companion slashed the man's waist with a knife, and Mao Yishan grabbed him. The man's arm pulled back the blade with force, and another knife stabbed into the man's stomach, tearing it apart!
"… eat them!"
He remembered the sound of shouting, and shouted out in his mouth. While running, he knocked an enemy to the ground. The two were entangled and torn on the snow, and when the long knife was pressed under them, the Liaodong man punched Mao Yishan heavily, and Mao Yishan also punched back, hugging the man tightly. , Seeing the man's face swaying in the field of vision, he opened his mouth and bit directly on the other's head.
This bite hit the man's cheek, the other party struggled frantically, and punched Mao Yishan's stomach twice, and Mao Yishan's mouth was already full of blood, and he violently tore off half of the man's face. When he came down, the man screamed and struggled fiercely, and bumped into Mao Yishan's mouth. The next moment, Mao Yishan bit half of the other's face in the mouth, and raised his head and slammed it down hard. The mallet slammed into the other's eyebrows without reservation. He raised his head and slammed it twice. Then he got up, grabbed the long knife and wiped it on the other's stomach, and then stabbed it in the other's neck.
When he raised his head, a soldier of the resentment army was rushing towards him and slashed at the top of his head with a knife. He knelt on his feet and slashed horizontally. Blood fell to the front. Blood poured on Mao Yishan's body.
In this moment, his body was bloody and ferocious like a ghost.
What a fear of death!
When he raised his knife and charged forward again, the enemy soldier on the opposite side saw what he looked like, and he couldn't help but take a half step back, and then raised his knife and slashed at him, but Mao Yishan had already slashed the opponent's head with one knife. chest!
When people are fighting between life and death, their senses are often extremely subtle. When tension arises, ordinary people tend to get hot all over, their vision is narrowed, and their physical coordination becomes slow. Trip over something on the ground. After the murder, Mao Yishan has gradually gotten rid of those negative states, but in the face of life and death, it is always impossible to be as comfortable as usual with training. will slip through my mind. The great fear between life and death still exists after all.
Only this time, he was dominated by thoughts and feelings that even he himself could not describe. After witnessing the death of so many people and the tragic state of those prisoners for several days, his mood was extremely depressed. Hearing the order to attack from above, in his heart, there was only bloodthirsty who wanted to let go and kill. The resentful soldiers in front of him, in his eyes, are almost no longer human.
If they were still human, they would wield swords and guns. He'd be scared, and he'd be scared or sick when their hands and feet were broken, blood spurted, and guts came out. But surprisingly, this time, such a feeling never appeared at all.
The consciousness in my mind has never been clearer, the control of the body has never been more sensitive, and the vision in front of me is amazingly wide. The swords and guns on the opposite side are just something that needs to be avoided, and the enemy in front. So much, but it only made him happy. Especially when he wreaked havoc on the bodies of these enemies, thick blood spurted out, and they fell, struggled, suffered, lost their lives. In Mao Yishan's mind, only the images of those prisoners who were tortured and killed flashed, and after that, there was more joy.
The blood poured on his body was no longer a sticky touch. He even desperately longed for the breath of this blood. Only the fact that the blood spurted out of the enemy's body in front could relieve the hunger and thirst in his heart.
He dashed all the way towards the human wall in front of him with his companions!
similar situation. This is happening in many places on the battlefield.
Between the foothills on the east side, near the bank of the Yellow River, because the resentment army's defense here is slightly weak, the general Sun Ye led more than a thousand people to attack the woods here, a large number of swords, shields and spearmen. It was like a sharp knife stabbing towards a weak spot, in a blink of an eye. The blood path has been extended for a long distance, but at this time, the speed has slowed down.
The section from the southeast of the camp to the main gate was originally an important position for the grieving army to attack the fortress, at this time. The surging crowd of people has been killed into a sea of blood. The thousands of people led by He Zhicheng had suffered huge losses in the previous battle, but the fierce battle also made them quenched the best. The enemy on his side was pushed back abruptly, and the battlefield where thousands of people were hedging was like a huge meat-grinding machine.
On the side, the cavalry led by Yue Fei had already attacked the crowd of resentful troops. On the other side of the main gate, a general named Li Yi led his men to lean towards this side during the slaughter. The surviving prisoners rushed here, and the elite cavalry of the resentful army had also crossed the foot of the mountain, like a huge torrent, moving towards this side. It came diagonally. Before the heavy cavalry in black armor could kill him, Li Yi organized a spear formation to meet them one after another. The blood was boiling for a while, and a large number of cavalrymen were blocked by their companions in this square inch. There was no momentum, and they then pushed in other directions.
"Kill-"
Liu Shunren waved his sword, and also hysterically drove his men to swoosh straight ahead.
At the moment when the entire Xia Village defenders attacked, he realized that even if he could win today, he would fight very miserably. At that moment, it was not that he hadn't thought about stepping back, but just by looking back, he knew that there was no possibility of this idea - Pharmacist Guo was looking at him coldly from a high place.
This battle-hardened general will not let anyone stab him in the back for the second time.
At this moment, Zhang Linghui and Liu Shunren's troops were all blocked in the middle of the front line, especially Liu Shunren's situation was the most dangerous. At this time, to the west of him were the surging cavalry of the resentful army, and behind him was Guo Yaoshi's direct descendant. The Xiacun cavalry opened the way with heavy cavalry in black armor, and were sloping in from the northeast. Cavalry hedge. In the front, only separated by a layer of chaotic escaped prisoners, the two army clusters at the main gate of Xia Village and the southeast rushed over. At least this morning, these armies suddenly burst out after being extremely depressed. It has been amazing to the extreme. The spearmen array on the side of the main gate even blocked the advance of the resentful cavalry after the frantic fight. Even if the charge of the cavalry of the brigade could not be carried out due to the terrain, but in the process of this southern expedition. , is also the first time ever.
In any case, at this time, Liu Shunren could only drive his soldiers forward bravely. They rushed over from the side where the prisoners were running, hoping to rush into the trenches and the horse-rejecting formation in front of the main gate of Xia Village. At this time, the cavalry who cleared the way with heavy cavalry in black armor was still tearing apart the troops under Guo Yaoshi on the side. Once they were killed, the frontal area would probably become the main area for the confrontation between the two cavalry.
In the pervading morning mist, the fighting, shouting and bloody smells filled the mountains and plains, and the soldiers were staggered in the huge battlefield, the foothills, and the valleys. Since the number of the resentful army was after all twice that of the Xia Village army, at this time the battlefield seemed to be out of nowhere. in a glued state.
Mao Yishan didn't know how long he had been killed since he rushed over, and he was covered in blood. Still feeling puzzled by the hunger and thirst in his heart, the enemy army in front of him finally became fewer, and there were boiling shouts of killing around, but apart from his companions, most of the corpses lying on the ground were corpses. As he slashed an enemy to the ground, another shot was made. When he looked up again, within a range of more than ten feet in front, there was only one soldier of the resentment army who was holding a steel knife and retreated slightly. Mao Yishan and the others next to him all stared at him, and walked forward with the knife, the resentful army soldier. The soldier finally shouted and rushed up, waved his knife, and was framed, Mao Yishan slashed him on the head with a knife. The rest of the people also chopped at his chest, abdomen, and limbs, and someone stabbed the long spear blade directly from the opponent's chest to the back.
"Crappie! Come on—"
Carrying a long sword, Mao Yishan shouted aloud, and looked around, there was still fierce fighting in the distance, while in the near distance, only a few feet away, the cavalry was surging past. not far away. Pang Lingming raised his sword over there, and this tower-like man was also bloodied. The eyes are fierce and hideous: "You saw it!"
Someone shouted, "I see!"
"Hack them-"
With this kind of shouting, some of the leaders of the resentful army elite cavalry over there also focused their attention on this side. Mao Yishan shook his long knife and roared: "Come on—"
Pang Lingming was also shouting: "Old Wu! The gun formation—" he roared, "The one in front is back! We crossed him—"
This shout also reminded Mao Yishan, he looked left and right. Then he put the knife into the sheath, leaned over and grabbed a long gun on the ground. There was flesh and blood standing on the spear, and was firmly grasped by a soldier of the resentment army, Mao Yishan stepped on both feet hard. The spear forest at the rear also pushed up, and someone pulled him: "Come here!" Mao Yishan said: "Come on!" The cavalry on the opposite side. A small leader also waved a steel knife towards this side.
Everyone ran, the gun formation pushed past like a tide, and the horses on the opposite side rushed forward. The distance between the two sides was not long, so they collided after only a moment. As soon as the tip of the gun touched the body of the warhorse, a huge thrust was already surging. Mao Yishan shouted and forced the end of the gun handle to the ground. out.
Pain and discomfort surged up, and in his dazed consciousness, there seemed to be the sound of horse hooves stepping by his side. He just subconsciously curled up and rolled slightly. When the consciousness returned a little, the momentum of the cavalry was disintegrated, and there was already a fight around. Mao Yishan stood up staggeringly, and after making sure that his hands and feet could still move, he stretched out his hand and pulled out the long knife.
Not far from the opposite side, someone stood up at this time. In the blurred vision, it seemed that it was the little leader of the resentful army who waved his sword to let the cavalry charge. He looked at the horse that had been stabbed to death, and when he turned around, he saw this. Mao Yishan, who was on the side, strode over with a long knife in hand, and Mao Yishan also staggered to meet him, and the knife brushed on the opposite side slashed down.
The little leader was also a strong martial artist among the resentful army. Seeing that the soldier in Xia Village was covered in blood, he was swaying when he walked. However, when the knife slashed down, Mao Yishan also swung the knife up abruptly. After passing a big circle in the air, he pressed it down suddenly, and pressed the opponent's long knife to his side. together. Mao Yishan's face was full of blood, his eyes were full of blood, and his mouth was full of blood. He stared at the eyes of the leader of the grudge army, and suddenly tried hard, shouting: "Wow-" The blood spurted out of his mouth. Out, the shout was like a tiger roaring. The little boss was shocked by this ferocious and ferocious aura, and then he felt a pain in his stomach.
Mao Yishan roared, pushing him back and crushing his intestines with force.
In the early morning, the stalemate on this huge battlefield was actually at the cost of the sudden huge casualties suffered by the resentful army. On the hillside, witnessing all this, while Guo Yaoshi gave orders, he restrained the reins in anxiety, but the warhorse under his crotch turned a few times unconsciously because of the owner's anxiety.
Guo Yaoshi saw that a lot of input could not even block the advance of the soldiers from Jianxia Village on the east side of the mountain. He saw that the horse team even began to be intercepted by the opponent's gun formation in the middle of the mountain. , Zhang Linghui's thousands of soldiers were forced to the front, and even began to collapse, and wanted to turn around and evacuate - naturally he would not allow this to happen.
Directly ahead, Liu Shunren's troops achieved some results, perhaps because the large number of running prisoners slightly weakened the killing intent of the soldiers in Xia Village, and also because the rushing cavalry caused huge pressure on the defenders near the main gate. Liu Shunren Some of the soldiers he led had already rushed into the trenches and the horse-rejecting area in front of him, and his rear formation was still pouring in, trying to avoid the massacre of the Xia Village iron-clad elite cavalry, but...
Guo Yaoshi looked at the ditch area from a distance, and suddenly thought of something, he shouted to the side: "Give Liu Shunren an order, let him..." After saying this, he stopped again.
The warhorse under his crotch made a circle, and he said, "Forget it. Look again, look again..."
More soldiers poured into the trench.
"Go forward! Go forward—rush forward! Kill them all for me—"
After rushing through the trenches, Liu Shunren shouted. The camp gate of Xia Village in front was wide open. Due to the clever use of the running prisoners to separate the front line, the cavalry on the other side attracted the main force of the Xia Village army. Liu Shunren found a little gap and launched a fierce attack in this direction. Xia Village's handsome flag is rushing out of the camp, but in any case, this may be the best chance he can find. Here, when the morale of the entire army is high, it seems normal that there are some mistakes, and even the safety of the rear formation is forgotten.
—He was expecting in his heart that it was normal.
Then he stopped over a ditch.
The explosion sounded.
A violent explosion suddenly rose in front of the field of vision, and flames, smoke, dirt, and rocks rolled. Then one by one, the mountains and seas drowned, his body was fixed, and the personal soldiers rushed over from the surroundings, and then, a huge momentum blew him away.
Pharmacist Guo watched from a distance the sudden explosion in the trench area. In this early morning, the thick smoke and flying dust almost drowned out the field of vision. He opened his mouth and trembled a few times before finally making no sound. The core area of Liu Shunren's soldiers was shrouded in explosions. On the periphery, the soldiers of Xia Village finally rolled over here. They were facing the resentful soldiers and soldiers who had no morale. Near the entire trench area, what happened was A huge massacre.
Liu Shunren staggered up from the smoke. Most of the surroundings were charred black. The soil and stones were turned up and fluffy, making people a little unsteady. In the same way, there were still some people who got up in such black, red and black on their bodies, and some of them came over to Liu Shunren.
The carnage is spreading from the periphery to this side.
Liu Shunren's ears were buzzing. He couldn't hear too many things, but he could already feel the intense blood and death. The surrounding spear forest, knife formation, and the tide-like encirclement, when he could finally see the black edge. When the crowd of people spread, someone was on the other side of the dust and smoke column. It seemed that they squatted down and pointed to this side. For some reason, Liu Shunren seemed to have heard the person's words.
"Look, Liu Shunren..."
The soldier spreads over here, the spear pierced into the body of the personal soldier next to him, and then into his body, he held the first one, then the second one, the spears stabbed him back, and he carried it back. At the beginning, he saw a little bit of sky from the black smoke and white mist. This was his last consciousness.
Not far away, Ning Yi waved his hand and asked the soldiers to harvest the entire trench area: "Kill all of them, not one!"
Soldiers spread across.
On the battlefield, the black cavalry had already rushed towards the cavalry formation of the resentful army, and the foothills and valleys had turned into a sea of death and revenge. People vented their anger and feasted on blood. All this lasted for a while, when Mao Yishan felt that he was close to collapse. , he found that he and his companions had rushed out of the Xiacun Valley... (Please search for Piao Astronomy, better and faster!
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