"boom!"

"Ahhhh~"

The dazzling fire exploded in the crowd, like thunder on the ground.

Those unprepared Long soldiers were heavily injured by the bombing, and the mournful wailing could not be heard.

Many people's military uniforms were caught in the flames, and one by one the burning men were running around in the crowd.

"Ahh~"

The fire burned the soldiers' skin, and the smell of burnt flesh quickly filled the battlefield.

What followed was a burst of uneasiness and panic~

"Throw!"

"Bang bang bang!"

"Ahhhh~"

The fire oil tanks came one after another, and the already precarious peripheral defense line soon broke down.

No matter how strict the military discipline of the Long Army is, how many people can remain calm when a raging fire burns on them?

"Put out the fire, put out the fire!"

"Stop Liang Jun! Stabilize the formation!"

Yuan Man roared with all his strength, and when a jar of fire oil exploded beside him, his huge body trembled unconsciously.

He knew that the formation could no longer be defended.

"rub!"

Su Hong weighed the scimitar in his hand and laughed evilly:

"Soldiers! There are always people who say that the soldiers on the Jidong and West Hebei roads are surrendered soldiers, but I don't think so.

We are all Liangjun. No one has more heads or fewer arms than the other. Why, are we inferior?

They are all good men, who is afraid of death?

Follow me and kill!"

Su Hong's face was ferocious and murderous.

"Kill!"

Thousands of infantry roared and charged into the center of the Six Ding Liujia Formation, and the soldiers carrying swords went straight forward.

As Su Hong said, the first-class combat force in the Liang army was naturally the old soldiers who followed Chenyue from Liangdi to the south. Later, many new soldiers were added one after another from various provinces in the east and west of Hebei. They always felt that they were not as good as them.

Veteran Liangjun.

Last year, outside Nanchong City, another incident of unclear military discipline occurred in the army, and Su Hong's face became even more tarnished.

Today, they are going to be the vanguard of the entire army, breaking through the six holes of the Liudong and Liujia formations and clearing the way for the army to march to the Gyeonggi Road.

This battle is their battle to clear their name!

"drink!"

Su Hong held a machete and led the charge into the formation.

I saw him first kicking away an iron shield in front of him, and then the scimitar in his hand flew out and cut the Long Jun's throat with one blow.

"Pfft~"

"Ah~"

Immediately after Su Hong, a burning man appeared in front of Su Hong. The soldier had just been ignited by the fire and was running around aimlessly.

Su Hong's eyes were slightly cold, and he stretched out his hand to touch his back, then placed the blade lightly on his neck, and pulled hard like this:

Poof!

Bloody arrows shot out, and the body slowly fell to the ground.

Su Hong looked expressionlessly at the body that was soon covered in fire, and murmured:

"I'll send you on your way, and you'll be relieved~"

"kill!"

"Kill!"

Nearly ten thousand Liang troops fought their way into the formation, and the surrounded Long troops began to collapse bit by bit.

Wails and calls for help were mixed together, making the scene chaotic.

The several Long Army formations that had not yet been formed on the periphery were panicked. When the formation was forced, they lost their clear orders and the formation failed to form.

They had no choice but to start attacking inward desperately, hoping to rescue their comrades at the center of the formation.

But the deafening sound of cloud drums prevented them from moving forward.

The sound of cloud drums continues and the fighting continues!

Yuanman, who was fighting desperately in the crowd, was filled with grief and anger, and shouted angrily:

"Please help! Please help!"

"Woooooo~"

"Woooooo~"

This is the first time since the war started that the Long Army has blown the horn for help. There is no other way, Yuanman really can't stand it anymore.

"Crunch~"

The city gates to the north of Quannan Pass were finally opened, and Wuyangyang's infantry came out from inside.

Dugu Chengye, who was lying beside the city wall, had a gloomy look on his face. He never expected that Liang Jun did not use a battering ram today, but instead used a can of fire oil.

That ghost in white is really cunning.

Fortunately, at the beginning of the war, Xun An suggested that he arrange for 10,000 infantry to leave the city at any time, otherwise the Six Ding Liujia formation would be defeated.

Emperor Dalong's face also darkened a little bit, and he murmured:

"Chu Yucheng, Chu Yucheng, he is indeed the person that my grandfather had his eye on~"

I remember that when Chu Yucheng first came to Beijing, the Yuwen faction tried to win over him and even offered to make him Minister of War, but unfortunately he was rejected.

Dugu Chengye advised in a deep voice from the side:

"Your Majesty, the war is tense, why don't you return to camp first?"

"Need not!"

Yuwen Xingchen waved his hand with a cold face: "I don't believe that our Dalong soldiers are worse than Liangjun!

Tell all the officers and men in the army that whoever wins the first rank of the Liang army will be rewarded with five taels of silver, one catty of meat, and one jug of wine!"

"According to the order!"

…

"Kill!"

"kill!"

With the addition of 10,000 infantry troops, the entire battlefield was completely chaotic. The Long army had the upper hand, but the formation was in chaos, and the front and rear could not see each other. The Liang army was dragging them everywhere on the battlefield.

This scene made Liang Jun's generals excited.

Xue Meng and a large group of people all looked at Chu Yucheng with bright eyes. Now that the Six Ding Liujia Formation was broken, what method would the Northern Liang Protector use to break through Quannan Pass?

Chu Yucheng leaned on the railing and looked up, shouting loudly:

"Drum roll! Snow White Guard is out to fight!"

"Drumming!"

"Boom! Boom!"

"Boom!"

The moment the drums sounded, a white wave surged out from the army.

The vast white armor rolls forward.

The hoofs of the horses beat, the scimitars shone.

Ten thousand White Snow Guards came out in full force with great momentum.

Shirayuki Weiyi was standing in front of the two coaches, with a smile on his face.

Yu Binyang and Lin Xian looked at each other and shouted at the same time:

"Draw the knife!"

"Click rub rub!"
To be continued...