Zhui Xu

The lights shook, and the shocks inside and outside the military camp and the slamming into the king's account were like waves of waves. Some came from afar, faintly audible, but also able to hear the sound of thousands of people, some of them ringing nearby, running teams, shouting orders, pushing the news of the enemy approaching.

"I……"

Li Ganshun, who has been silent for a long time, stood up from the seat of the account: "Oh... now I believe that there is such a strong army in the world."

Among the king's accounts, Asha dared to wait for people to stand up and heard Li Ganshun's opening speech.

"I can't believe that he can continue to be strong! The life is strong and ready to meet the enemy with fire!"

Asha dared not to blame: "Your Majesty, the sky is full, the enemy position can not be seen clearly, not to mention the military under our army..."

"It is not only our military companion, why not go back to meet the enemy?" Li Ganshun swept his eyes and said, "burn them!"

"Iron scorpion is ready!"

"Strong, splashing and ready!"

"The defending camp is ready..."

Jumping out of the king's account, in the light of the fire, Xixia's elite branch and row of rows are waiting. Outside the array, various flags and figures are running around, fleeing, and some come to this side. Some circumvent this place. At this point, the law enforcement team defended the position of the king of Xixia, and even the scouts that were released were no longer allowed to come in. In the distance, something suddenly exploded in the crowd that fled, which was the bag that was thrown from the sky. .

The strong army in the battlefield set off the fire, and then there was light like rain, rising in the sky, spinning and falling into the crowd.

The crowds in the distance rushed, stifled and spread, only vaguely, can see some black flag soldiers.

Li Ganshun boarded the wooden tower overlooking and looked at everything in this chaotic rout. He sincerely lamented: "Good army..." In the vagueness, he also saw the balloons floating in the distant sky.

In the military camp, Asha dared not to go to the horse, hold a knife, and shouted: "Where is the party's children??"

In front of him. The densely stretched out to the proton army, the defending camp soldiers, issued a shocking response.

"Go! Don't die, you will die-"

Outside the camp, Luoye and the rest of his companions drove thousands of prisoners who lost their weapons.

In the process of killing this road, thousands of Black Flag Army units were connected. Occasionally gathered, occasionally dispersed, not knowing that it has been killed for a while. During this process, a large number of Xixia troops were defeated and fled, and they were killed in the process of escaping. Luoye and others used the fluent Xixia dialect to let them discard the weapons. Then everyone cut a knife on his leg and forced him to move forward. On this way, I also encountered the light ride led by Liu Chengzong, and the momentum of the entire Xixia Army’s defeat has also become larger and larger.

When I saw Li Ganshun’s position and the rocket flew into the sky, everyone knew that the moment of the decisive battle was coming.

The four fields are dim, and in the night, the wilderness seems to be far away, and the surrounding monks and heads are the same. The black flag is almost invisible in such darkness.

Nearly half a day of smothering, tiredness and pain are sweeping away, trying to conquer everything.

How many companions are still there, I don’t know.

The last obstacle is ahead, how hard it will be, and it cannot be estimated.

But over the past year or so, the pressure that has no way forward has been weakened. The pressure of Jurchen, the pressure of chaos in the world. The pressure of being enemies with the world is always on them. Following the rebellion, some people are being shackled, and some are impulsive. However, as a soldier, the charge is on the front line, and they are more and more clearly able to see how the world will be miserable if the world is dying and the Jurchen is raging. This is also because they will choose to rebel after seeing a slight difference. Rather than drifting along.

If you have never seen the scene of the charcoal of the living, you have never seen a family destroyed in the spread of the war, men were killed, women were humiliated and died, they might choose the same way as the average person: hide Where can't you live for a lifetime?

But even those who are stupid will understand how difficult it is to be an enemy of the world.

During this year's time, it was optimistic and fearless. Such thoughts and consciousness, in fact, everyone's heart is pressed against such a copy. I can come all the way, just because someone told them that there was no way to go before, then they used a knife to kill one, and everyone around them took the knife. Breaking the Yanzhou and destroying the iron scorpion, they are already strong soldiers in the world. However, if they return to the Xiao Cang River, they may be the pressure of 100,000 and hundreds of thousands of troops, and their own people's sharpness will be lost.

There has never been a good way to go in this world, and now, the road is in sight!

"--The road is in front!" The hoarse voice rang in the darkness. Even if it was just heard, it could feel the exhaustion and hardship in the voice, and it was exhausted.

"...is it dead here or killing it!"

"...Is there any strength!?"

"forward--"

Such a voice, I do not know who is shouting, in all the voices, in fact, have revealed exhaustion. Killed here, veterans who have experienced large and small wars are trying to save every power, but there are still many people who spontaneously scream out, they are military officers, and some are ordinary black flag soldiers. The strength is to fight for the people around you.

The shield was once again put together, and the Lu Festival fell to the ground. He was squatting on his body, and he was struggling with the flesh and blood of the enemy. Someone pulled him up from the side. The man shouted loudly: "How?"

"No...nothing!"

Lu Festival went ahead and added the shield in his hand to the array.

Huge chaos, arrows flying and dancing. Soon after, the enemy came from the front! It was the most elite infantry formed by the Xixia Proton Army and the Weiwei Camp. The shields slammed together, and then the giant force like a sea! The person behind him inserted a long gun into the front, and someone fell to the ground, sweeping the legs of the spear. In the gap of the shield, there was a long spur of the spurs coming over, and it was about to be smashed. The Lujie grabbed it and pressed it hard.

His body was squeezing forward on the shield, and a companion climbed up on his body, slamming a slam, and a slamming sound ignited in front of him, and the companion who threw the burning bottle was immediately stabbed by a spear. In the middle, fell down.

Chang Ge in the hands of Lu Jie began to pull back, and people around him crowded people. Chang Ge's Hengfeng sticks to his face, then slowly into the meat, his ears are cut in half, and then half a cheek. He clenched his teeth. Screaming, pushing the shield hard, pulling back the long Ge hooked his finger, pressed on the shield, the blood in his hand. The four fingers were cut off by the long and the shield, and as the blood smashed out, the power was fading away in the body. He is still pushing the shield all the way, subconsciously shouting in the mouth: "Come. Come." He does not know if anyone can hear.

The companion holding the spear stabbed the gun from the side, then squeezed around him, pushing his shield hard. Lu Jie’s body slides slowly forward and the blood rushes out of his fingers: it’s a pity. He looked at the shield and listened to the cry of countless people. The darkness was gradually engulfing his power, vision, and life, but he was pleased. The shield, someone stood in time.

- Only because of a person's retreat is not just a person's failure. Your companion will die when you step back.

Thousands of protons queued up, and on the front line they touched, they began to retreat...

The iron scorpion rushed out of the Xixia camp, and the soldiers who had been defeated and defeated were in front of them, and the heavy armor with armor was connected in a line, like a huge barrier.

These iron rides are no longer able to charge. The knight of the armor came down from the horse and drove the horses with the armor and pushed them forward. The arrow with fire flies in the night sky, at the same time. There are also stones that have been thrown out by the stone throwing equipment, and the iron scorpion is struck in the light of flickering, and half of them hit a ball on this front line.

The walking knight wearing armor and the heavy armor of the armor are killed, and the sparks are constantly spelled in the darkness. The rear soldiers have already consumed them. These arrays drive the horses that are tied to their eyes and continue to rush and spread. Together with the last five hundred iron scorpions, they were swallowed up and lost the speed of the impact.

The light ride around, began to cooperate with the infantry, launched a desperate impact.

The battlefield was soaring. In this ocean-like person, Mao Yishan’s knife had already rolled his mouth. He changed a knife in the process of pushing the shield. When the knife was dropped by his companion named Qian Yuying, he took it with him. Qian Yuying was called "Chitose Eagle" when he was training. Mao Yishan liked his name and felt that he was obviously learned. People helped, said: "If you live a thousand years old, this name is a pity." When he fell, Mao Yishan thought "too bad", he grabbed the knife in the other hand, I want to kill the person who stabbed the rifle opposite.

However, the opposite person is densely packed and cannot be cut.

The old wound on the body of Qu Qing has relapsed, and two arrows are inserted into the body, and it is swaying forward, and the mouth is still shouting. On the front line of the fight, Hou Wu's body is blood, piercing the front of the gun toward the front, and then stabbing it out~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The mouth of the open and hoarse voice is full of blood.

Li Ganshun stood on the tower that looked at him and looked at everything around him. He suddenly felt a little strange.

Xixia and the Wu Dynasty have been fighting for many years. The war has come and gone. Since he was a child, he has experienced and seen these things. The Western Army of the Wu Dynasty was so powerful that the people of the northwest were savage, and that was what he saw from a long time ago. In fact, in the northwest of Wu Dynasty, Xi Xia is not awkward, and everything in the battlefield is used to him. This time alone, this is the battlefield he has never seen before.

There were not many people who were killed in the darkness, and they were tired. They could be pushed from the battlefields.

The proton army army swayed. At the center of the contact, the shield array began to appear in the neutral position, and was pushed back. This step of retreating means that countless blood poured out. More protons are copying from two breads, one of them encounters a light ride, and the well-trained ones form a gun array like Lin, and in the sky, one thing is falling and falling into the crowd.

There was a loud bang, the flesh flew, the shock wave spread out, and the strong rear of the moment rushed to the sky to shoot the arrow rain. The only balloon that floated near the Xixia Bund was covered by the arrow rain. In order to drop the bag, the height of the balloon is lowered.

In the night, the red tide of blood and fire is rushing, the light ride is prominent, the infantry is killed, the heavy ride is advanced, the hot air balloon flies down, the flame is ignited, and then the explosion is swept out. At some point, Luoye opened the shield: "Li Ganshun! Lend your head to play -"

At his side, shouts broke through the night.

Bingfeng blood waves, fluttering out to the light ahead - (to be continued.)

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