Chapter 805 The Owlhead

Liu Zongmin naturally recognized that kind of knife, three inches longer than ordinary waist knife, narrow and long. It is said that it is a Japanese knife style modified by Qi Jiguang, and it is used in horse warfare and infantry warfare. This knife imitates the Japanese sword.

The curved blade body of the knife is also made of Chinese-style sword hilt, and is known for the chopping of the Japanese sword technique. It can also be turned around and used Chinese sword techniques, combining the essence of the Japanese sword and Chinese sword.

The sword technique made with this knife is simple and ruthless, and it is truly unpredictable.

Three inches longer means higher technical requirements. The blade is narrower and sharper, but it is very easy to break, which puts higher requirements on the processing technology. Therefore, the contemporary Liao army has equipped a large number of well-crafted forgings.

The Uz Steel Knife truly perfectly interprets the sword technique created by Qi Jiguang. It is really sharp for melee combat.

The Liao soldier held the sword in both hands and chased him. He slashed the left and right, and rolled and crawled dozens of bandits, but there was no enemy under the sword. Liu Zongmin was furious and held the big sword and rushed forward with a big staircase.

More than a hundred personal soldiers beside him pulled out their weapons, and they rushed upstream from the large number of defeated soldiers with murderous aura, which scared the defeated soldiers to dodge to both sides. With a loud shout, Liu Zongmin was arrogant and showed up to the crowd,

The more than a hundred personal soldiers around him are all good fighters, most of whom are old bandits, robbers and other desperate people.

"die!"

Liu Zongmin shouted with murderous aura, but shook his spirits again. A large number of comrades arrived behind the brave Liao soldiers. A sword flashed, everyone was bleeding in military uniforms, and their whole body exuded a fierce aura. Liu Zongmin's neck shrank and it was already

It was difficult to get rid of the tiger, so he roared and took a big step towards him, swung the thirty-pound major trump card, and then he saw it and wanted to win the first prize.

With one sword, the force was strong and powerful. The brave Liao soldier was not afraid at all. He had a narrow sword in his hand, and he slapped his wrists.

With a light ding, Liu Zongmin added three-pointer again, and the sword actually swept the long and narrow Miao sword. The Liao soldier's clothes were split, and he was about to open the Liao soldier's sharp sword, but his sword was stagnant.

He was actually blocked by the inner armor, and his heart sank Liu Zongmin hurriedly shrank his neck, and the blade wiped his neck and rushed over. The two of them were separated in a hurry. The brave Liao soldiers' uniforms and tops were completely destroyed, revealing the inner armor inside the lock.

Liu Zongmin also got cold in pain, and a hole was opened on his face.

Amid the chaotic footsteps, two elite soldiers who were skilled in martial arts collided head-on, and blood mist flew everywhere.

One encounter with Liao soldiers suffered some losses, four or five fell down, and more than a hundred bandits died, and hundreds of Liao soldiers flocked to them, and their tactics changed and they waved their swords, and they turned into two or three people.

In formation and fight, he took out his skills in assassination in the group. Another round of sword light flashed, and Liu Zongmin's personal soldiers were a little overwhelmed. They beat two or three by one, and were slashed, stabbed, and hit by various angles.

The narrow and long battle knife was instantly chopped over the ground.

"Die!"

Liu Zongmin used all his skills, and shouted loudly to the left with a faint swaying force. He slashed over a Liao soldier with great force. The Liao soldier screamed in pain in his chest, and he rolled away and stood up again, but his face was a little painful.

, rubbed the cut-out inner armor and glared fiercely. Liu Zongmin was stared at by the fierce eyes of the Liao soldiers, and his heart was a little pounding. His swords were lost. His opponent was just an ordinary sharp soldier.

I felt a little creepy in my heart. Is this so brave and powerful? Who can control the bravery of this Liao army? Later generations, the elite vanguard under Liu Zongmin was the brave Eight Banners of the Qing Dynasty.

After a while, the Liao soldiers were urinating. In this life, the bravery of the Liao soldiers was even stronger than the Eight Banners of the Qing Dynasty. How could Liu Zongmin's troops resist? Screams rang one after another, and the Liao soldiers used their team's assassination skills, and Liu Zongmin's personal soldiers

Good hands, casualties suddenly increased.

When riding a tiger is difficult to get out of the situation, Liu Zongmin was also very bachelor. He dragged his sword and snatched it up to fight to the death. The two Liao soldiers formed a formation to fight. One of them turned the tip of the knife, and the other actually used a single shot.

The lower chopping point was very tricky. Liu Zongmin hurriedly dodged away, and he screamed in his heart. The two swords in front of him were very tacit, and he killed General Liu with one slash and retreated repeatedly.

Liu Zongmin felt bitter in his heart. He had the upper hand one-on-one with these Liao soldiers. One-on-two was killed and had no power to fight back. He was sweating profusely. He was in a daze and sweated coldly in his vest. When his heart was not good, he was so angry that he was so angry that he was so angry that he was so angry that he was so angry that he was so angry that he was so angry that he was so angry that he was not good.

Take a few steps back and get rid of the sword force, look around, his good hands are all injured and killed, leaving only a few people who are still fighting to the death, leaving only three or two kittens, and more than a hundred skilled martial arts masters were killed.

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The situation was over, and the enemy bandits threw away their weapons and knelt down and surrendered.

Liu Zongmin felt cold in his heart, sweating on his forehead, and a large amount of hot sweat flowed down his forehead into his eyes, and then fell from his chin to his collar. He felt a little sad, angry and desperate. There were corpses everywhere. For several years, he spent more than a hundred people recruited by his gold and silver women.

A good man, in one battle, could not defeat hundreds of ordinary Liao soldiers, and was shocked for a while. He felt as if he was so shocked. This was because he misunderstood that the surprise troops entering Sichuan were not ordinary Liao soldiers.

He is also a great military player with many choices.

The elderly bandits with blood piles were still full of vitality, but were still injured but not dead, and they were convulsing from time to time.

Ma Can was covered in blood and stared at Liu Zongmin and said, "Turn him to death!"

A flash of sword light, Zhang Shuizi waved the Japanese sword from one side, and then cut it straight into Liu Zongmin's face. Liu Zongmin kicked up Yu Yong and roared, swung his sword to bully the central palace, and he wanted to fight to the death. Zhang Shuizi was very self-defeating.

He is cold-blooded and cruel, and how can he avoid it? He is just a death to the death when he sees it.

Bang!

A ball of smoke broke out not far away. When the sword fell to the ground, Liu Zongmin stared at the wide open eyes and fell to his head, and a charred blood hole appeared on his forehead. Before the body could be landed, Zhang Shuizi took advantage of the situation and owed his head and raised it high.

, A large number of bandits on the spacious imperial road in front of the main hall were disintegrated and all surrendered. One by one, Liao soldiers walked into the large group of surrendered soldiers with swords, kicked away the weapons, chopped over a few restless people, and the war stopped.

On the city walls several miles away, the rumbling cannons sounded again, but it gradually became quiet inside the deep palace. Ma Can disarmed two or three thousand bandits and rushed to several side halls to take care of them, looking at the courtyards everywhere

The dead woman's body turned a wink in her heart. A group of murderous Liao soldiers understood and brought a few stones to block the door of the hall, chopped some tables and chairs, poured some gunpowder as a ignition object, and dozens of torches

Then he threw it out.

Early in the morning, Jianmen Pass.
Chapter completed!