Zhui Xu

Jingping two years, June seventeen, northwest, cloudy.

Yanzhou City is old and old, and the dignified and thick wall looks calm and solemn under the unsmooth sky. On the official road on the four sides of the city, the soldiers of Xixia are driving in and out of the car. In addition, there are no idle refugees on the road. All the "disordered people" have been arrested to harvest wheat at this time. Officials from all over the country and everywhere are not allowed to walk out. If you go out to be discovered, or arrest, or be killed on the spot.

The wheat fields around the city have basically been harvested by 80%. In theory, these wheats began to collect in the next few days, and they were the most mature and full, but the Xixia people chose to start work a few days earlier because they had just occupied this place. Ten days from the beginning of June to the seventeenth of June, or bleak or tragic things happened on this land. However, the loose rebellion did not have much meaning in the face of the established army. Only a lot of blood flowed into Xixia people kill the material of chicken and apes.

On these two days, the resistance that occurred at the beginning of the day has also become numb. The bodies of the people who were killed fell on the fields and along the road. Under the scorching sun and the rain, they gradually became rancid, revealing the forest bones. The civilians who were driven to cut the wheat continued to work in such a stench.

Wheat fields, villages, roads, and water veins have been stretched out from the center of Yanzhou City. When it is about 30 miles to the east, it has entered the mountain range. The crushed stone village is the farthest Zhuangzi here. The range of the wheat field has basically stopped here. In order to hold the mountain pass here, and to intercept the displaced people and supervise the grain collection, Xixia will be appointed by the spicy Seiler. A total of two teams of more than 800 people have already counted as a large station.

In the morning, General Kui Hongzheng ordered the next team of soldiers to drive hundreds of civilians to carry out the final harvest in the nearby fields. The vast expanse of wheat fields have been harvested, and the remaining estimates are only a day's work. But when the sky is dark and I don't know if it will rain, he orders his soldiers to strengthen the supervision of the civilians who cut the wheat. This way of strengthening. Nature is more whipping and drinking.

Under the gloomy sky, the whipping and snoring of the whispers mixed with people's crying and painful voices, and also objectively speeded up the work. For a time, there is indeed a feeling of enthusiasm. Kuihong is quite satisfied with this.

The general in charge of the surrounding defense is called Mengsheng Branch. He is a relatively strict military commander. Since he was stationed here, the daily inspections have not been broken. In the morning. He has routinely checked the nearby sentry. He has a total of 400 people in his hand. Two hundred of them are stationed in Zhuangzi, who is passing through the official road. The other two hundred people travel daily to and around the road about five miles away.

Of course, since the beginning of this year, I have not been affected by too much in the past half a year. The Wu Dynasty was weak, the family army was degraded, and Xixia had a good relationship with the Jin State. The rule of the northwest was a destiny. No one can be. Even if there is still the threat of the Chinese army, the Xixia people sent many scouts to monitor. At this time, the surrounding wheat fields have been collected. The folding army is only guarding the Fuzhou, and is also busy collecting food. It will not come again.

After this trip, the squadron returned to Zhuangzi.

When he arrived, the two hundred people who were the pioneers of the Xiao Canghe Black Flag Army appeared on the hillside outside the gravel.

The sound of the horn of the police just sounded. When Kuihong looked around the wheat field, the crowd that had been killed had rushed into the piece of Zhuangzi.

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The black flag army from the Xiao Cang River. Departing from the morning of June 16th, the evening, with the lighter forwards, approaching the edge of the mountains. After a rest in the evening, the first day of the next morning, the first team came to the side of the gravel.

At the forefront is the first battalion of the second regiment of the Xiao Canghe army at this time. The head of the regiment is Pang Liuan, the battalion commander Xu Lingming and Xu Lingming. The company of three hundred people, one company chief is the Luoye who formed Huayan Society. He has high requirements for himself and high requirements for the soldiers below. This is a natural application for the forefront.

Mao Yishan and Hou Wu are both in the second company. Qu Qing has experience in the military and has a flexible mind. He could have been responsible for taking the second company, and even vying with Xu Lingming for the position of the battalion commander, but for some considerations. He was later absorbed into the special group and was also trained as a staff officer in the staff category. This time the expedition, he went to the mountain to inquire about the news, the injury has not healed, but also forced to follow up, and now follow the two actions.

After two hundred people got out of bed, under the guidance of Quqing, they walked for more than an hour. After arriving near the gravel, they slowed down and hid ahead.

None of the teams were recruits. They used to eat food, hedged with Jurchens, felt the humiliation of failure and the threat of death. They were gathered in Xia Cun and experienced the quenching of life and death. Later, with Ning Yi, there were several battles on the way. However, this time out of the mountains, almost everyone has a different feeling, saying that it is a move or brainwashing. Over the past six months or so, the feeling of oppression that has gradually increased from the past, so that they have long wanted to do something.

In the past few days, the mountains no longer let the people work, and began to train the whole army. Everyone’s heart is guessing. After the speech of yesterday, Qin Shaoqian and Ning Yi’s swearing-in, the people who had confirmed their conjectures were already excited and almost shuddered. Then the whole army went out, and the mountains and the mountains passed the water, and the flames burning in people’s hearts never stopped.

Yes, there is no other way, this is the only way out.

If in the previous battle, everyone is still passively fighting, instinctively facing the orders issued, facing the knife and gun, only this time, most of the entire army have already agreed with this attack, even In the heart longing for a fight. At the same time, they have known and recognized their partners for more than half a year due to efficient cooperation and high-intensity labor. Everyone only needs to do their best, the rest, others. The companion will naturally do well!

In the morning rushing, the sound of the blood in the blood is as clear as if it can be heard. Luoye, Mao Yishan, Hou Wu and others occasionally touch the handle with their hands and think about pulling it out. A slight sense of tension and contraction shrouded everything. On the road close to the gravel village, Qu Qing and Xu Lingming, Luoye and others have already discussed the plan.

"I have a plan." Qu Qing held a simple map in the walking walk. He has introduced the two entrances and exits of the gravel, and the position of the observation tower next to the entrance and exit. "We rushed in from both sides, using the fastest. The speed, kill them all. Don't stay, don't worry about what to do. Well, that's it."

He cut a knife with a knife on the map and gestured. At this time there is only a rustling sound around the footsteps. Xu Lingming turned his head and looked at him, rubbing his eyes, but the eyes were serious, not like a cold joke - I have a plan to rush in to kill all of them. What kind of plan is this? On the other side, Luoye has already looked at the seriousness: "Okay. In this way, I am responsible for the left."

The two teams were separated, close to the gravel, and the scouts in camouflage uniforms walked through the past to kill the soldiers on the watchtower. At the same time as the first arrow was shot, Luoye waved his arm and rushed out of the mountain. On the other side, Mao Yishan, Hou Wu pulled the knife, held the shield, stepped out of the mountain, and gradually accelerated and faster.

Shields, steel knives, and human figures attacked. Outside the village of Lishizhuang, there is a team of Xixia people patrolling at that time, it is a team of seven people. As the arrows flew over their heads and shot at the chest of the soldiers on the watchtower, when they came back, Luoye and others were carrying a knife and shield. These people turned to run, the police in the mouth, Luoye and others have quickly zoomed in, headed by the Xixia soldiers turned around, slashing. Luoye’s hand slammed the rush and slammed him out and rolled to the ground. It is a knife.

Luoye crossed the corpse on the ground, and there was no pause in the footsteps. The shields were still running fast. The seven Xixia soldiers were like animals caught in the ant colony, and they spread in the blink of an eye. The military front extended, and some people took the knife and changed hands. Pull the knife again after launch. In the gravel village, the horn of the police rang, and two torrents had penetrated into the village, and the thick plasma began to spread. The Xixia soldiers rushed over the roads of the village and slammed into the Xiaocang River soldiers who rushed in. They were then waved open with steel knives and rifles. The window next to the house was also rushed by soldiers from Xiao Cang River. Going in, and killing the Xixia soldiers who had been rushing with them, they smashed from the other side.

Luo Yechong was ahead. He put aside the shield on his hand, holding a steel knife in his hands, and slashing all the way. His eyes were red and the soldiers around him were killed in the courtyard with the Jurchen flag. The young officers calmly and thoughtfully think about it on weekdays. When they arrived at the battlefield, they had already exuded all the suffocating suffocation. Several Xixia soldiers were chased and rushed from the front and smashed the guns to everyone. Luoye greeted the four shots. The long gun directly crossed in and did not hesitate to slash a knife. The Xixia warrior, who looked like a 30-year-old and looks fierce, almost smashed his hands and chest into two pieces and flew out.

"Don't stop my way -"

The roar was not finished yet, and the Xixia soldiers had been drowned by several people around him.

"Who is the head of the Xixia dog thief -"

As he walked, he pointed to the Xixia Army flag not far away. A group of people around have the same fanaticism.

"--mine!!!"

The Mengsheng Branch is still withdrawing from the yard at this time. His side is surrounded by dozens of soldiers, and more of his men are rushing from the rear, but the sound of killing is like a behemoth, killing people and spreading all the way. He only saw a black flag flashing not far away.

"Who? Who? Hurry up! Stop them! Is it a family break?"

Then he saw the young generals of the scouts who had been killed on the road. He took a hand and shot an arrow, then led the soldiers around him to hide behind the house.

Seeing that the guards around Mengsheng Branch had already entered the array, Luoye took the brothers around him and began to kill him. He told me: "Call more people!"

Here, the eyes of the squadron saw the group of people circling around like a squash, and the squad of their own hands rushed to death, and the heart was a little bit worried. This battle has come too fast. He hasn't figured out the origin of the other side, but as the general of the Western Xia Army, he can see the opponent's combat power. These people's eyes are fierce like tigers. They are not ordinary soldiers. The category, placed in the army of the fold, is also the straightforward and sharp-minded. If it is really a family, the only choice is to escape and save.

On the one hand, the situation does not give the other party a chance to take advantage of it. On the other hand, the pro-defense is slowly retreating. This is only a matter of ten, and the other side of the house suddenly rushes, leaps high and will be the same. Things are coming to the crowd here. It was a porcelain jar and a porcelain jar. There are also cloth strips burning.

With a bang, the flames of the three guards all ignited!

On the other side of the road, a dozen people were assembled and behind the shield. Long shots, Mao Yishan slightly bent behind the shield, spit out a breath: "Call... Ah, Ah, Ah, Ah--"

The battle was pushed at a crazy high speed!

The fierce family is screaming and swaying: "Kill--"

Luoye is killing a small team of Xixia soldiers on the ground, all of them are blood. When I turned around again, I saw that the team formed by more than 30 members of the Yankee family was blown away. He opened his mouth silently: "I...wipe-"

Then there was a crazy cry: "Chong--"

He took more than ten companions and rushed toward the side of the sudden death department! Here, dozens of patriots are not easy to get along with, but while they rushed in, and the other side was killed like a tiger, the whole formation collapsed in an instant, when Luoye shouted: "You are not allowed to block me--" When killing more than ten people who rushed to the side, the guy who was obviously the general of Xixia was poked into a sieve by more than ten people in the second company.

"Brother! Thank you!" As a second row of platoon leader Hou Wu wiped the blood on his face, shouted at Luoye, and then waved again: "Chong-"

"Don't be thankful!" Luoye, who was red and red, answered aloud. Look at the group of people rushing from the front, then look at the body of the Xixia generals on the ground, spit a spit, and then look at the companions around: "Wait! There are no living Xixia people!?"

The people who killed the half-blooded blood smacked their own armor, and Luoye raised his knife and pointed out the outside: "I remember, there is one more."

The red tide in his eyes was blazing, and he nodded and said: "Think of a way, grab it back..."

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In the vast expanse of harvested wheat fields, the people dressed in shackles stopped harvesting. Looking back at the direction of the gravel. On the other hand, Kuihong quickly assembled the soldiers under his command, and had not assembled the scattered hands and the enemies. The entire village has been killed, and the fleeing soldiers ran out of the village, chased by the enemy, cut down in the fields, and in the distant villages, the flag of Xixia burned in the flames.

There is almost no pause in this team. The queue of blood and savage madness rushed to the side, and there seemed to be dozens of people in the front, but in the village behind, more people were still chasing after. Feelings of fanaticism, some Xixia escape soldiers can not run, like a chicken was cut down to the ground.

The soldiers did not dare to resist, and the military was broken.

Kuihong was shocked and let the soldiers in front line up. Then he saw that there were more than ten horses running out of the village. These were the horses used to pull food in the village, but at this time the mouth and nose were wide. The speed of running is no different from that of a war horse. The man who was in the forefront was almost full of blood red, and with a steel knife, he poked **** the horse's buttocks. In a short while, these ten horses had already become the front of the assault.

Mao Yishan and Hou Wu ran like a fly, watching the more than ten people riding over them, only slightly smacked their mouths: "Mother's, this gang of mad ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Luoye forced to hit the horse's belly, Extend the knife and point to the Kuihong in the military array there: "It is there -"

Across the distance, Kuihong’s heart faintly raised a chill.

On a cloudy day, under the gaze of hundreds of civilians, this abruptly killed army with more than ten rides and a cone-shaped battle, entered the Xixia army, the soldiers spread, and the thick blood waves rushed to the sides. After going, not long after, this Xixia army collapsed.

The team stationed in the distance has seen the bonfire and came here. Before they arrived, more troops were holding the banner of the Black Star, which had spread from the mountains...

Located in the mountains southeast of the Xiao Cang River, there are also a large number of green foresters who are gathering. In the cave, Li frequency listened to the report sent by the scout, and could not speak for a long time.

"This is impossible... crazy..." he murmured.

Nine thousand people rushed out of the mountain and threw themselves to the 200,000-strong army outside the mountains... He remembered Ning Yi’s face, and his heart could not help but shudder a chill.

No one will commit suicide like this, so this kind of thing will make people feel shocked.

At this time, east of Yanzhou City, the marching team is launching a **** road. The bonfire, galloping horses, smashing soldiers, killing and shrinking soldiers are all extending in the direction of Yanzhou City. Outside Yanzhou City, there are even many teams that have not received orders to return to the city.

The black flag extends and the aggression is like a fire! (To be continued.)

PS: Well, in the last chapter, I wrote a wrong character. Pang Luan is one of several leaders. Xu Lingming is the boss of Mao Yishan, so the battalion commander is Xu Lingming. The foregoing has been revised.

Yesterday, I couldn’t do more. I apologize to everyone. This kind of plot requires too much emotion.

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