Zhui Xu

When the sea came up, it was as if the mountains were shaking.

The move of Xia Cun's defending army is somewhat unprepared for Chang Shengjun. The game on the battlefield has been carried out for a long time. The offensive and defensive trend is basically fixed. The number of Xia Cun defenders is not as good as that of the Changsheng Army. It is basically impossible to leave the bunker. Even if it’s been fierce in these few days, it’s just that you’ve been tempted to split each other. Yesterday, I went back and defeated the dragon's troops. I caught the prisoners. It was a trick, and it was an incomprehensible attempt, but there were always some exceptions.

When the first few prisoners began to refuse to move forward, Guo Pharmacist and others felt a little trouble, but no one could think of it. It would be such a trouble. Originally it was the next move, but the opposite side of the game gave the board a smash.

At that moment, what was shown on the opposite side was almost certainly not a keen of a general. When the captives began to retrograde, the movements in the summer village gathered and passed in a moment, and then they became fanatical, dangerous, and wild. Guo’s pharmacist’s heart sank almost in a sudden, and he could not think about the meaning of this mood. On the front side, riding on the horse, Liu Junren, who was commanding the subordinates to kill the captives, suddenly took the reins, and the scalp numb and tightened, and the mouth smashed out: "I-fuck--"

The killing sound spreads, and the hernias gather and almost solidify. Above the battlefield, fierce screams can often be heard, not surprisingly. All the elite soldiers are fierce and determined against the enemy, but only in some special circumstances can you hear this heart-rending shout sound. Sometimes, people understand when they hear it. That means real endlessness. It is not a common idiom, nor a means used by the general army to scare and invigorate the military. It is already a resentment and resoluteness from the bottom of the heart, an enemy capable of making such a voice, every tooth of his teeth. It is all dangerous.

The entire team of Changshengjun was also wrong for a moment.

However, they were elite soldiers after all, although they did not expect the sudden collapse of the horse cellar in the early morning. When the other party suddenly smashed the chessboard, under the orders of Guo Yaoshi, Zhang Linghui and others, the whole army was also in a blink of an eye. Straight up.

The crowds in the mountains and the mountains, the iron rides like the long dragons spread, the distance quickly zoomed in, and then, the collision -

"Wow, ah, ah ah ah ah ah"

Hold a long knife. Mao Yishan has already rushed to the first column. He shouted in his mouth, his eyes were red, and the crowd that had been murdered in front of him ran into it. In front of him is a resentful man who wears a heavy coat and is even taller than him. The two men have a long knife and slammed down. There are countless knives and **** splashes on the side of the body. They have spelled this knife and Mao Yishan has not stopped. , hit the other side. Some numb wrists grabbed the long knife and waved it up. The **** smell splashed him, and the tall man was knocked open. The blade of the companion next to him fell down his shoulder and straight to the waist.

In the shouting, Mao Yishan has taken two steps, and a resentful soldier appeared in front of him and slashed his knife. He rushed in one step and made a sharp knife. The man swung up and the arm was broken. Blood madly spewed, Mao Yishan all the way forward. On the chest of the man, he smashed three knives in a row, and the shank squatted on the head of the man, and the man fell. The companion on the side of the body had already rushed forward, and Mao Yishan also swooped to keep up, and the long knife brushed over an enemy's stomach.

In the **** suffocation, there are countless knives in front of me. The will is frenetic, but the mind in his mind is surprisingly cold. An enemy next to him slashes him. He raises his arm and raises his arm. The Liaodong man kicked his foot and he lifted the long knife. The other leg of the other side squatted down. The knife directly pierced the man's thigh. The man had not fallen, and the companion around Mao Yishan opened the waist rib of the man. The man's arm pulled back the blade with force, and then it broke into the man's stomach with a knife, and the brush was torn open!

"...eat them!"

He remembered the screaming voice, and the mouth yelled out, running, and knocking an enemy into the ground. When the two men were entangled and torn in the snow, the long knife was pressed under the body, the Liaodong man hit two punches on Mao Yishan, and Mao Yishan also punched, and when he hugged the man Seeing that the person's face shook in the field of vision, he opened his mouth and bite directly toward the other side.

This bite bite the man's cheek, the other side frantically struggling, hitting two punches on the belly of Mao Yishan, and the mouth of Mao Yishan was full of blood and suffocating, violently forcefully, tearing the man's half face directly When the man screamed and struggled fiercely, he slammed on Mao's mouth. The next moment, Mao Yishan also bite the other half of his face, and he slammed his head and slammed it down. He squatted in the eyebrows of the other side without reservation. He looked up and slammed into it twice. Then climbed up, took a long knife and wiped it on the other's stomach, then squatted toward the other's neck.

When he looked up, a resentful soldier was rushing toward him, slashing his knife to the top of his head. He slammed his foot and slashed. The soldier’s entire leg was cut by the knife during the run. Blood fell to the front. The blood was poured on the body of Mao Yishan.

Between this moment, his body is already **** like a evil spirit.

What a fear of death!

When the knife was lifted forward again, the rebel soldier opposite him saw him, and he couldn’t help but retreat a half step before he slashed his knife, but Mao Yishan had already smashed each other’s chest!

When people are in this life and death, the senses are often extremely subtle. When the tension comes up, ordinary people tend to get hot, their vision is narrow, and the coordination of the body will become dull. Sometimes they will ignore it and run it. Stumbled by the things on the ground. After killing people, Mao Yishan has gradually got rid of those negative states, but it is still impossible to face normal life and death in the face of life and death. After killing, he is fortunate enough to be alive. Will slip through my mind. The big fear between life and death still exists after all.

Only this time, what dominates him is the thoughts and feelings that he can't describe himself. He has witnessed the death of so many people in the past few days. I witnessed the horrors of those prisoners. After the mood was suppressed to the extreme, I heard the command of the attack on the top. In his heart, there was only bloodthirsty that wanted to let go. Resent soldiers in front of you. In his eyes, it is almost no longer a human being.

If they are still people, they will be afraid of the knife and gun they are wielding. When their hands and feet are broken, blood is spurting, and internal organs are flowing out, he will feel scared or disgusting. But surprisingly. This time, such feelings have never appeared.

The consciousness in the mind is clearer than ever, and the control of the body has never been more sensitive. The field of vision in front of us is surprisingly broad. The opposite of the knife and gun, it is just something that needs to hide. The enemies in front, so many, only make him feel happy. Especially when he caused damage on the bodies of these enemies, thick blood spurted out, and they fell, struggled, pained, and lost their lives. In the mind of Mao Yishan, it will only flash through the way when the captives were killed, and then they will have more pleasure.

Blood is poured on the body. It is no longer a sticky touch. He is even more eager for the breath of this blood, only the fact that the blood in front of the enemy's body is ejected, can explain the hunger and thirst of his heart.

He rushed to the past with his companions toward the wall in front!

A similar situation. This is happening in many places on the battlefield.

In the east side of the mountain, close to the bank of the Yellow River, because the resentment of the army on this side is slightly weak, more than a thousand people led by Sunye are going to the direction of the woods here, a large number of knife shields, pikemen Just like a sharp knife stabbed in a weak place, in a blink of an eye. The blood road has extended a long distance, but at this time. The speed has also slowed down.

The section from the southeast to the main entrance of the camp was originally an important position for the resentment of the army. At this time, the tide of the rushing hedge has already become a **** sea. Thousands of people led by He Zhicheng had suffered huge losses in the previous battles. However, the fierce battles also made their quenching the best. With this wave of hitting, everyone will be more than oneself in the surging and shouting. The enemy is forced to retreat, and the battlefield of thousands of people is like a huge meat-milling machine.

On the side, the cavalry led by Yue Fei has already smashed into the crowd of resentful soldiers. On the other side of the main entrance, the general named Li Yi led the men in the fight and went to the side. The surviving prisoners rushed to this side, and the elite cavalry of the resentful army had crossed the mountain, like a huge torrent, toward this side. Inserted obliquely, before the black armor ride, Li Yi organized the guns and rushed to the front, and the blood wave was boiling. A large number of cavalry were blocked by their companions in this square. They can't push the momentum, and they then push in the other direction.

"Kill it -"

Liu Yuren wielded the sword, and also hysterically drove his men to swoop forward.

When the Xia Cun defenders attacked the whole army, he realized that even if he could win today, he would be very miserable. At that moment, he did not think about retreating, but only looked back, he knew that there was no possibility of this idea - Guo Pharmacist was watching him coldly.

This war-torn general will not let people kneel down in the back for the second time.

At this moment, the forces of Zhang Linghui and Liu Yuren were all blocked in the middle of the battle line, especially Liu Yuren’s situation was the most dangerous. At this time, his west is a raging resentment cavalry, and behind him is the pharmacist of the pharmacist. The Xia Cun cavalry is riding in the black armor and is slanting from the northeast to cross his army and resent the army. Cavalry hedge. In the front, just a layer of chaotic escaped prisoners, the main village of Xia Cun and the southeastern army were rushed. At least in the early morning, these troops suddenly broke out after the extreme suppression. It’s already amazing to the extreme. The gunman’s squad on the side of the main gate blocked the advancement of the cavalry cavalry even after the crazy killing. Even though the terrain was used, the charge of the cavalry could not be carried out, but in the course of the southern expedition. It is already the first time in the past.

In any case, at this time, Liu Yiren can only drive his soldiers to move forward. They rushed from the side of the captives, hoping to rush into the trenches and refusal horses in front of the main entrance of Xia Cun. At this time, the cavalry who was riding the black armor was still tearing open the troops under the side of the Pharmacist. Once they killed, the area in front of this area would probably become the main part of the confrontation between the two cavalry.

In the midst of the morning mist, the mountains, the screams, the screams and the **** sighs, the squadrons are intertwined in the vast battlefields, mountains, and valleys, because the number of resentful troops is more than the Xia Cun army. At this point on the battlefield, it seems to be in a state of glue.

Mao Yishan did not know how long he had been killed after he rushed over. He was covered in blood, and he felt that he was not satisfied with the hunger and thirst. The enemy in front of him was finally reduced, and there was a boiling cry. But apart from companions, most of the people lying on the ground are dead bodies. As he cut an enemy to the ground, made up a knife, and looked up again, there was only one resentful soldier holding a steel knife in the range of the front. Mao Yishan and the rest of the others were staring at him, and the knife went up. The resentful soldier finally screamed and slammed the knife and was framed. Mao Yishan slashed on his head, and the rest of the people also slashed to his chest, abdomen, and limbs. Someone smacked the long-blade blade directly from the chest to the back.

"Crush! Come on -"

Mao Yishan carried a long knife and shouted a word there. He looked around and was still struggling in the distance. In the vicinity, there was only a place outside Zhang. The cavalry is surging. Not far away, Pang Lingming raised a knife over there, and the tower-like man also killed himself. Both eyes are fierce and embarrassed: "You saw it!"

Someone shouted: "See!"

"Cut them -"

With such shouts, there are also leaders in the resentful army riding there, and the attention is placed here. Mao Yishan shook his long knife and roared: "Come--"

Pang Lingming also shouted: "Old Wu! Guns--" he roared. "The front is back! We forked him-"

The shout also reminded Mao Yishan that he looked around. Then he slashed into the sheath and leaned over and grabbed a long gun on the ground. The long gun stood on flesh and blood. He was also firmly held in the hand by a resentful soldier, and Mao Yishan stepped on his feet. The rear of the gun forest was also pushed up. Someone pulled him: "Come here!" Mao Yishan said: "Chong!" In the cavalry array opposite, a small leader also waved a steel knife towards this side.

Everyone ran, the guns pushed like a tide, and the opposite horses rushed. The distance between the two sides was not long, so they only collided together after a while. As soon as the tip of the gun touched the body of the horse, the huge thrust had already surged. Mao Yishan shouted and forced the head of the handle to the ground, the gun was bent, the blood flew, and then he felt what was hit by the body. Go out.

Pain and uncomfortable came up, and in the confused consciousness, it seemed as if a horseshoe had stepped on the side of his body. He only subconsciously curled up his body and rolled slightly. When the consciousness came back a little, the cavalry's momentum was disintegrated, and the surrounding area was already smashed. Mao Yishan stood up and swayed, and determined that his hands and feet could still move, and he reached out and pulled out a long knife.

Not far from the opposite side, some people stood up at this time. In the blurred vision, it seemed to be the resentful little leader who waved the sword to let the cavalry rush. He looked at the war horse that had been stabbed to death. He looked back and saw this. Mao Yishan on the side, with a long knife, strode over, Mao Yishan also swayed and swayed, and the opposite brush slammed down.

The small leader is also a martial art high-powered person in the resentment army. Seeing that this summer village soldier is covered in blood, he walks and wobbles. He thinks that he has suffered a lot of injuries. He wants a knife to bring him results. However, under this knife, Mao Yishan also slashed his knife up. After crossing a big circle in the air, he slammed it down and pressed the other's long knife to the side. The two men forced themselves and the body almost hit. Come together. Mao Yishan’s face was full of blood, his eyes were filled with blood, and his mouth was full of blood. He stared at the eyes of the resentful leader’s head, and suddenly slammed his voice: “Wow—” Plasma in the mouth Squirting, the shouting is like a tiger roaring. The small leader was shocked by this fierce momentum, and then the abdomen was a pain.

Mao Yishan yelled, pushing him back and smashing his intestines.

In the early morning, the stalemate that fell into this huge battlefield, in fact, was at the expense of the huge casualties of the rebel army. On the hillside, witnessing all this, Guo Pharmacist issued an order, while holding the reins in anxiety, but the war horses under his arm did not consciously turn a few laps because of the owner's anxiety.

Guo Pharmacist saw a lot of investment and could not seal the advancement of the Xia Cun soldiers in the east side of the mountain. He saw that the horse team was even stopped by the other guns in the middle of the mountain, and the other side was killed. Some of the new forces had already begun to shake and chill. Thousands of soldiers of Zhang Linghui were forced to move forward, and they even began to collapse. They wanted to turn and evacuate - he naturally would not allow this to happen.

In front of him, Liu Yuren’s troops made some achievements, perhaps because the large number of running prisoners slightly weakened the killing of the Xia Cun soldiers, and because the cavalry rushing to the army caused great pressure on the defenders near the main entrance, Liu Yuren Some of the soldiers led by him have already rushed into the trenches and refusal areas in front of him. His backs are still pouring in, trying to avoid the slaughter of Xia Cun's iron armor, but...

Guo Pharmacant looked at the area of ​​the gully from afar. Suddenly he thought of something. He yelled to the side: "Give Liu Yiren order, let him..." When he said it, he stopped.

His Majesty’s war horse turned around and he said, “Forget it. Look again, look again...”

More soldiers, rushing into the trench.

"Go forward! Go forward - rush over! Give me all in -"

After rushing through the trenches of the road, Liu Yuren shouted in his mouth. The camp in front of Xia Cun opened wide. Because the rushing captives cleverly separated the front line, the cavalry team on the other side attracted the main force of the Xia Cun army. Liu Yuren looked for some gaps and launched a storm in this direction. Xia Cun's handsome flag is bursting out of the camp, but in any case, this may be the best chance he can find. When the morale was rushing all over the army, there were some mistakes, and even forgotten the security of the rear, it seems normal.

- He is expecting this to be normal in his heart.

Then he stopped at the top of a trench.

The explosion sounded.

The violent explosion suddenly rises in front of the field of view, and the flames, smoke, and earth and stone roll. Then one by one, drowning over the sea, his body was fixed, the pro-arms flew from around, and then, the huge momentum flew him.

Guo Pharmacist looked far away at the sudden explosion in the trench. In this early morning, the smoke and the flying dust almost drowned out the field of vision. He opened his mouth and trembled a few times, finally making no sound. The core area of ​​the soldiers under the command of Liu Yiren was shrouded in the explosion. On the periphery, the soldiers of Xia Cun finally crushed here. www.wuxiaspot.com~ They are faced with the morale of the resentful soldiers, the entire trench area Nearby, there was a huge massacre.

Liu Yuren climbed up from the dust, and most of them were black and dark, and the earth and stone were turned upside down. It was soft and soft, which made people stand unstable. In the same way, some people climbed up in such black, and they were red and black. Some of them came to Liu Yuren.

The massacre is spreading from the periphery to the side.

Liu Yuren’s ears are ringing, he can’t hear too much, but he’s already feeling the **** suffocation and the breath of death. The surrounding guns, swords, and tides are around, when he finally can see the black edges. When the crowd came from the crowd, some people were on the side of the dusty plume. It seemed to be squatting down and pointing to the side. I don’t know why, Liu Yiren seems to have heard the person’s words.

"Look, Liu Yuren..."

The soldier spread over here, a long gun stabbed into the body of the soldier next to him, and then stabbed him into his body. He took the first one, then the second one, and the gunling stabbed him and stabbed him back. He carried it. At first, I saw a little sky from the black smoke and the white mist. This is his last consciousness.

Not far away, Ning Yi waved and let the soldiers harvest the entire trench area: "All killed, one does not stay!"

The soldiers passed by.

On the battlefield, the black rider has already rushed to the cavalry of the rebel army. The mountains and valleys have become the ocean of death and revenge. People vent their anger and eat blood. This has been going on for a while, when Mao Yishan feels that he is close to collapse. He found that his and his companions had already rushed out of the Xia Cun Valley... (to be continued)

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