The lights flickered, and the noise and noise from inside and outside the barracks poured into the king's tent, like a wave of tidal water. Some came from a distance, faintly audible, but you could also hear the sound of millions of people, and some sounded near, the running team and the shouting of orders pushed the news that the enemy was approaching.
"I..."
Li Ganshun, who had been silent for a long time, stood up from the seat in the middle tent: "I... Now I believe that there is such a strong army in the world."
In the royal tent, Asha dared to stand up without waiting for anyone, when he heard Li Ganshun speak.
"But I don't believe that he can continue to be strong! I ordered a strong crossbow to prepare, and meet the enemy with fire arrows!"
Asha dared not to be stunned for a while: "Your Majesty, the light of the sky is exhausted, and the enemy's position cannot be seen clearly, not to mention our subordinates..."
"Since you are a companion of our army, why don't you turn around to meet the enemy?" Li Ganshun glanced over and said, "Burn them to death!"
"Iron Harrier is ready!"
"Strong crossbow, ready to splash!"
"Garrison camp ready..."
Leaping out of the king's tent, in the continuous flames, the elites of Xixia are waiting in rows and rows. Outside the main formation, various flags and figures are running around, escaping, and some are coming towards this formation. Some bypass this place. At this time, the law enforcement team defended the position of King Xixia, and even the scouts who were released were no longer allowed to enter. In the distance, something suddenly exploded in the fleeing crowd. It was explosives thrown from the sky. Bag.
The strong crossbow troops in this formation lit up fire, and then the light like raindrops rose in the sky, and then fell towards the crowd.
In the distance, the crowd was running, and the fighting was spreading. Only vaguely, some black flag soldiers could be seen.
Li Ganshun climbed to the wooden tower to look out and looked at everything that was chaotic and rout. He sighed sincerely: "What a good army..." He also saw the balloons floating in the sky in the distance.
In the barracks, Asha dared not mount a horse and hold a knife, and shouted, "Where are the children of Dangxiang!?"
in front of him. Densely stretched out to the soldiers of the Proton Army and the garrison battalion, and sent out a shocking response.
"Go! If you don't go, you will die"
Outside the camp, Luo Ye and the rest of his companions are driving more than a thousand prisoners who have lost their weapons.
In the process of killing all the way, thousands of black flag troops took the company as a unit. Occasionally gather, occasionally rush to kill, and I don't know how many times I have killed. During this process, a large number of Xixia troops were defeated, fled, and some were killed during the escape process. Luo Ye and others told them to discard their weapons in their not fluent Xixia dialect. Then everyone was slashed in the leg, forcing them to move forward. On the way, they encountered the light cavalry led by Liu Chengzong, and the momentum of the collapse of the entire Xixia army has become stronger and stronger.
When they saw the position of Li Ganshun's main formation and the rockets flew densely into the sky, everyone knew that the time for a decisive battle was coming.
The four fields are dark, and in the night, the wilderness seems to be far away, and the surrounding noise and people's heads are the same. The black flag was almost invisible in such darkness.
After nearly half a day of fighting, fatigue and pain are sweeping over, trying to conquer everything.
How many companions are still around, I don't know.
The final obstacle lies ahead, and how difficult it will be is immeasurable.
But in the past year or so, the pressure that has no way forward has never weakened. The pressure of Jurchen, the pressure of chaos in the world. The pressure of being the enemy of the world is actually shrouded in them all the time. Following the rebellion, some people were coerced, and some people were impulsive. However, as soldiers, charging on the front lines, they can see more and more clearly how miserable the world will be if the world falls and the Jurchen is rampant. This is also why they will choose to rebel after seeing a slight difference. rather than the reasons for following the crowd.
If they had never seen the sight of life being devastated, and had never seen with their own eyes the scenes of families being destroyed by the spread of soldiers, men being tortured and murdered, women being raped and humiliated to death, they would probably have chosen the same path as ordinary people: hiding. Where can't you live a lifetime
But even the most stupid person will understand how difficult it is to be the enemy of the world.
During this year, it is good to be optimistic or fearless. Such thoughts and self-consciousness, in fact, everyone has such a share in their hearts. They can come all the way, just because someone told them that there is no way forward, so they use a knife to kill one, and everyone around them has this knife. Destroying Yanzhou and destroying the Iron Harrier, they are already the strongest soldiers in the world, but if they return to Xiaocanghe, they may be overwhelmed by an army of 100,000 or 100,000, and their own spirits will be lost.
There has never been an easy road in this world, and now, the road is in sight!
"The road is ahead!" A hoarse voice sounded in the darkness, and even if it was only heard, one could feel the exhaustion and difficulty in the voice, and it was exhausted.
"...to die here or to kill!"
"...do you still have the strength!?"
"forward"
Such and such voices, I don't know who is shouting, all the voices have already revealed exhaustion. Killed here, the veterans who have experienced wars, big and small, are trying to save every bit of strength, but there are still many people who spontaneously shout out, some of them are officers, some are ordinary black flag soldiers, Use your strength to fight for the people around you.
The shield formation was assembled again, and Lu Jie fell to the ground. He was covered in the flesh and blood of the enemy all over his body.
"No... it's fine!"
Lu Jie walked forward and added the shield in his hand to the array.
Huge chaos, a rain of arrows flying. Before long, the enemy came from the front! It was the most elite infantry composed of the Xixia Proton Army and the garrison battalion. The people behind them thrust their spears forward, and someone fell to the ground, swiping their legs with spears. In the gap of the shield, a long ge was stabbed and was about to twist, when Lu Jie grabbed it and pressed it down hard.
His body was still pushing forward on the shield, and a companion climbed up on his body, and with a sharp wave, there was a bang in front of him, and flames ignited, and the companion who threw the Molotov cocktail was stabbed by a spear. , fell down.
The long Ge in Lu Jie's hand began to be pulled back, and the people around him were crowded. Chang Ge's cross edge stuck to his face, and then slowly slid into the flesh, his ear was cut in half, and then half of his cheek. He gritted his teeth. He shouted, pushed the shield hard, and Zhang Ge, who was pulling back, hooked his fingers, pressed it on the shield, and blood poured out of his hand. The four fingers were forcibly cut off by the long ge and the shield, and as the blood shot out, the strength was fading from the body. He was still pushing the shield with all his strength, shouting subconsciously, "Someone. Somebody." He didn't know if anyone could hear it.
The companion with the spear stabbed the spear from the side, then squeezed beside him, and pushed his shield hard. Lu Jie's body slowly slid forward, blood gushing out of his fingers: What a pity. He looked at the shield formation and listened to the shouts of countless people. The darkness was gradually engulfing his strength, vision, and life, but he was relieved. That shield, someone resisted in time.
Just because one person retreats is not just one person's failure. When you step back, your companion will die.
Thousands of proton armies pushed up, and on the front lines of contact, they began to fall back...
Iron Harrier rushed out of the Xixia camp, retreating the defeated soldiers, and in front of them, the heavy cavalry in iron armor formed a line, like a huge barrier.
These cavalry have been unable to charge. The knights in iron armor got off their horses, drove the horses in iron armor, and pushed them forward. Fired arrows fly through the night sky, meanwhile. There are also stones thrown by Poxi's sling equipment from time to time, and the iron scorpions are charged in the flickering light, and half of them collided on this front line.
The walking knight in iron armor and the heavy cavalry in iron armor slaughtered together, and sparks continued to spell out in the darkness. The explosives carried by the soldiers in the rear had been exhausted, and these arrays drove the cavalry with their eyes bound, constantly rushing and spreading. Together with the last five hundred Iron Harriers, they were swallowed up and lost the speed of impact.
And the light cavalry detoured, began to cooperate with the infantry, and launched a mortal impact.
The battlefield was spreading in a mighty manner. In this ocean of people, Mao Yishan's knife had already curled up, and he changed a knife in the process of pushing the shield. The knife was taken by him when his companion named Qian Suiying fell down. Qian Suiying, who was called "Thousand-year-old Eagle" when they were training together, Mao Yishan liked his name and thought it was obviously learned Someone helped him and said, "If you don't live to be a thousand years old, this name will be a pity." When he just fell down, Mao Yishan thought "What a pity", he grabbed the knife in the opponent's hand, I want to kill the guy who stabbed the spear on the opposite side.
But there were so many people on the opposite side that it was impossible to cut them down.
The old injury on Qu Qing's body has recurred, and two arrows are inserted into his body, and he pushes forward staggeringly, still screaming hard. On the front line of the fight, Hou Wu was covered in blood. He stabbed the spear forward and stabbed it out again. He opened his mouth with a hoarse cry, and there was blood all over it.
Li Ganshun stood on the watchtower tower, looking at everything around him, and suddenly felt a little strange.
Xixia and Wu Dynasty have been fighting for many years, and wars have come and gone. Since he was a child, he has experienced and seen these wars. The Western Army of the Wu Dynasty was powerful, and the folk customs in the northwest were sturdy. That was what he had seen from a long time ago. In fact, the Wu Dynasty is fierce in the northwest, and Xixia is not fierce, he is used to everything in the battle array. Only this time, this was a battlefield he had never seen before.
There were not many people who were killed in the darkness around them, and they were obviously tired, but the pressure from the surrounding areas of the battlefield was overwhelming.
The Proton Army formation shook. At the center of the contact, the shield formation actually began to appear neutral and was pushed back. Every step of this slow retreat meant countless blood gushing out. More proton troops were scooping from both sides, one of them encountered light cavalry, well-trained they formed a forest of guns, and high in the sky, something was falling down, into the crowd.
There was a loud bang, the pieces of meat flew horizontally, and the shock wave spread out. For a moment, the strong crossbow in the back shot a rain of arrows into the sky continuously. The only balloon floating near the Xixia main formation was shrouded in the rain of arrows. The bomber lowered the height of the balloon in order to drop the explosive charge.
In the darkness of the night, a red tide of blood and fire surged, light cavalry protruded, infantry fought, heavy cavalry advanced, hot air balloons flew down, ignited flames, and then swept out an explosion. At a certain moment, Luo Ye opened his shield: "Li Ganshun! Lend your head to play"
Beside him, shouts broke through the night.
Bingfeng blood waves, rushing towards the light ahead (.)