Zhui Xu

The huge hot air balloon flew high over the sky at dusk, and the Black Flag Army slowly propelled. When entering the battle line, the arrow rain of the dragonfly crossed the sky, and the black pressure was thrown out.

The black flag side also responded.

Thousands of soldiers, thousands of arrows, stretched a few miles. In this sea of ​​people, Zhuo Yongqing lifted the shield and covered the companions who shot the arrow around him. Then there was the sound of screaming, and the arrow hit the bullet on his shield. Surrounded by stunned people, some people shouted, some people screamed, Zhuo Yongqing clearly heard someone shouting: "I'm fine! Nothing! His mother's bad luck..." After the breath, the shout came: "Disease ——"

The companion around him was tightening, and then Zhuo Yongqing shouted out loudly: "Dise!"

At this moment, thousands of people were shouting, shouting, holding shields and exerting force, and suddenly rushed out, and the footsteps were raging in a flash, and they stepped on the ground on the long line.

"kill--"

The shouts screamed across the sea, opposite the 20,000-seat position, and were divided into front and rear. The arrow of the talents only caused some waves to the sea of ​​people. The leaders of the leading squad shouted: "Resist -" The front of the army formed a shield of guns. The leader of the leader here is Fan Yu, who constantly orders to release the arrows - compared to the 5,000 people who rushed, the army that they have left is nearly five times the other, and the bows and arrows can still be launched after the first round of volley. However, the second round of sparse pull does not have much impact. He stared at the scene with his eyes wide open, and his teeth were unconsciously clenched and his teeth were sore.

This is not an orthodox style of play, nor is it like a team of the Wu Dynasty. Only the army of more than 10,000 people, after jumping out of the mountains, went straight to the frontal battlefield, and then directly launched a frontal attack with 50,000 people who were separated from their own 20,000 soldiers and more than 70,000 people in the back. This uninhibited momentum is more like the army of the Golden Man. However, the Jin people are invincible in the world, there is his reason. Although this army also has a great record, yet... it will not be able to compete with the Golden.

He thought so before, but at least at this moment, the other party broke out with amazing moves. The thoughts of the heart are somewhat shaken: "Block me -" He screamed in his mouth and told his men to see if he could shoot the "demon" in the sky with a strong bow. In front of the formation, the arrow is shortened to zero!

The sound of the rumble, the tide of the sea is generally loud. From the collision of shields and shields. All kinds of shouts rang into one piece. At the moment of closeness, the members of the Black Flag’s front line made the evasive action with the utmost effort to avoid hitting the punctured gunpoint. The opposite person screamed wildly and sprinted. The second row of people bumped up. Then came the third row, Zhuo Yongqing used the greatest strength to push the past to his companion!

"Yeah, ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah

The solid footsteps are constantly squatting backwards and pushing forward! The shield stalemate for a moment, on the second row. Luoye almost clearly felt the friction of the opposing army's rearward retreat, and the enemy defending in place could not overcome the momentum of this moment. He took a deep breath: "Everything - one!"

The people around are crowding, but the response is slamming: "Two-"

When the third sound started, the voices of the surrounding group were already neat. They also shouted at the same time: "Three ---"

Everyone is working hard at this moment!

In front, the enemy behind the shield and the shield was pushed away. Luoye and the soldiers around him picked up the steel knife, and the smashing knife went down. The gun body made of ash rod was cut off and flew in the air. Luoye I have seen the eyes of the soldiers ahead. It also looks like a fierce and rude general, with a **** look, only a flustered look in the eyes - this is enough.

His second knife went out and there were countless people moving around. After entering the crowd, the long knife smashed a shield, and a slamming of the sawdust splashed, and Luoye forced him to go forward, and the face of the enemy magnified in front of him was another knife. This is under the guise of full force. He barely felt the blockage caused by the human bones, and the other's body just shook a bit, and the bones flew!

The knife is so easy to use...

His thoughts flashed through his heart, and the thick red had spread. Someone sent out the buzz from the most barbaric part of my heart.

"Kill, ah, ah, ah ah ah ah"

The striker's striker spread spread like a raging wave toward the front.

A hot air balloon dropped the bag and made a bang in the vicinity of Fan Yushuai. Some soldiers looked at the rear and Fan encountered nothing. He shouted loudly, ordering the soldiers around him to push up, ordering the soldiers in the front row not to push, ordering the military squad to come forward, but at the striker's front, a **** scorpion that was a few miles long was pushing wildly around.

Zhuo Yongqing is constantly moving forward. There are many people in front. Some of them are resisting, some are running away, and some people are crowded. This speed is extremely difficult to speed up. Some people are overthrown on the ground and clinging to rifles. The black flag soldiers will pass by. In a short time, Zhuo Yongqing waved the first knife. This knife was in the air. It was an enemy who desperately wanted to retreat. He clenched his teeth and slashed it. Zhuo Yongqing is like the past. Every training in general, with a full effort, the man fell to the ground and desperately retreated. The companion rushed past Zhuo Yongqing and plunged the rifle into the man’s stomach. Another companion took it with ease. The enemy stumbled.

The tide continued to push forward, expanding the area in the twilight field. Some people squatted directly on the ground and shouted: "I am willing to drop! I am willing to drop!" Luoye led the team to crush the past, while advancing, while Shouting: "Turning back and killing, you can't die!" Some still hesitated, and he was cut down by a knife.

The military corps behind the military squad cut off several escaping people and held the edge of the battlefield. But not long after, more and more people fled, and some soldiers were originally in the center of the formation, and it was already late to escape to the sides. Red eyes slashed and rushed over. Less than half a quarter of an hour after the start of the war, the collapse of 20,000 people came like a tide of the sea. The military squad held for a while, and then the escape was not swallowed up by the tide.

Fan Yu looked at it all with a sigh of relief. He looked at the rear. The 70,000 people were on the side of the line. Yan Zhenuo and others thought that they were also stunned. In addition, there was a kind of wall on the wall, and there must be a Jurchen. The end of the room. He clenched his teeth, his eyes were congested, and he uttered a "ah--" cry, then fled with the guards to the south of the battlefield.

With the escape of Fan Yu. On the other side of the Yanzheng National Camp, there was also a horse team rushing out and Chao Fanyu chased the past. This is the result of Yanzheng’s screaming in the army: "I want to kill him! I want to kill him! I will send someone to bring him back to me. After this battle. I will kill his family, I will kill him." ——"

The mad scream of gaze and **** represents the mood of Yan Zhenguo at this time. For a few days of siege, the loss of his army is not too big, but in front of a battle. In the blink of an eye, the 20,000-year rout was ushered in. In addition to panic and incredulity in his heart, there is already a faint chill in his heart.

The demise of 20,000 people, why was it so fast? He couldn't figure it out. The Jurchen is good at cavalry. Although the Wu Dynasties army is weak, the pace of the battle is not bad. Many times the Jurchen cavalry does not want to pay too much casualties, but also ran away after riding a harassment for a while. But just ahead, the infantry was on the infantry, but it was at this point that the army was defeated. Fan Yu ran like a madman. Even if he is in front of him, he can hardly admit that this is true.

But the rout is not the worst.

At this time, half of the defeated troops fled to the sides, and the army opposite the demon king was certainly not good to catch up, but there were still a large number of squadrons being wrapped in the middle and rushing toward them.

These defeated soldiers did not want to go back as a striker and the current lineup. However, it was a bit late to escape to the sides. The black-flagged army that had already rushed to the scene had not stopped, and the momentum of its advancement was even more violent. The situation is at most. The backcourt temporarily became a front-runner, and in a half-moon shape, it drove the defeated Fan Yu army and pushed it all the way.

At this time, the two sides are separated by a distance of two or three, and the sunset in the sky has begun to fade. The three huge flying **** are still close. For the words of Zhenzheng, it is only a fierce Jurchen army that is encountered in front of us. These wild people cannot be treated with common sense.

He also knew some things about Xiao Canghe and the devil, but he wanted to come. Even if the other party can beat Xixia, compared with the Jurchen, there is still a distance. But until this moment, the pressure that the Xixia people had faced had been pressed against his head.

The other party’s dispatch of troops was apparently directed at the Jurchen warrior’s face, and in the north, the 12,000 people were still confronting the Jurchen West Road Army with an aggressive posture. On the one hand, it is obvious that it is to be cleaned up as an inconvenience. With 5,000 people sweeping 100,000, I suddenly remembered it. I was very angry and very wrong, but the other hesitation was not shown.

Moreover, if the opponent's strength is measured by the opponent's power, the 20,000 people will collapse so quickly, and the tens of thousands of people on their own side can not beat each other. He really does not have any confidence.

Like a fairy fight, the little devil was embarrassed.

Of course, no matter what the mood is, the things that should be done can only be **** the scalp. He sends troops to the Jurchen for help, while mobilizing the army to defend the rear of the siege camp.

At this time, Luoye and others drove nearly six or seven thousand of the defeated soldiers, and they were rushing to Yanzheng Guoben on a large scale. He and his companions ran and shouted: "Hua Xiajun is here! U-turner ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ can not die! The rest kills innocent-"

On both sides of the crowd, Pang Liuan, the head of the Second Regiment, sent a small number of cavalry to chase and kill the squad who wanted to flee to the sides. In front, the fortifications of the siege camp that had 90,000 people gathered were amazing. To be tested.

In the Jurchen army, Wan Yan’s room sent a team of thousands to the south to supervise the war. He was unceremonious with his black-flagged army and pushed forward between the Jurchen Camp and the Siege Camp. A cavalry team of 2,000 people was dispatched and began to harass and harass here. Yanzhou City, the family army is gathering, planting armor and holding spears, is making arrangements and preparations to open the city gate.

He once wooed the Black Flag Army and hoped that the two sides could fight side by side and be rejected by the other side. It was not an accident. I never thought about it. When the Black Flag Army jumped out of the mountains, its posture was so fierce and fierce—they had to fight hard with the Yan Yan room.

Just think about it, I feel that the blood is rolling and burning.

The doctor at home came to persuade his injury and lobbied him to send others to lead the soldiers.

"If today is defeated, Yanzhou will be full of ups and downs, no more fortunate. Helping the crisis is difficult, Ma Ge wraps the body, the husband should have this day." He lifted the long Ge, "plant family, who would like to go with me!?"

There was a voice echoing around.

As the night falls, in the north, the frictional temptations of the two armies are going on and going, and large-scale conflicts may erupt at any time.

In the city of Yanzhou, the sea of ​​people rushed together, tumbling, and dropped things on the flying balloons. Yan Zhenguo left his handsome flag and continued to pass orders: "Stay - keep me -"

At the beginning of this war, 100,000 people rushed to kill, it is already confusing... (to be continued.)

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