Chapter 5 The Oriole (I)

The gun was broken, the horse fell, the whole body and broken limbs rolled up and down, and the heavy armored infantry gun array that blocked the road was split into pieces!

Several horses lost their master's mounts and rushed left and right in the broken infantry formation, trampling the heavy armored spearmen who turned around and fled one by one!

The formation was broken, and the blocking array composed of five hundred armored spearmen was broken! They had blocked wedge-shaped, arrows, cones... and other various cavalry assault arrays. Today, they were smashed to pieces by the same phalanx in a flawless head-on collision. However, most of the cavalry phalanx array in the Left Erdu was still left, and continued to "rumble" and thunder sounded, crushing towards the archers behind. The people and the war horses were covered in blood.

Most of the blood belongs to the heroes of the Green Forest, only a small part, which comes from their own robes. The Mobei horses are slow to respond to danger. Even when they are running at high speed, it is difficult to turn around in time. However, most roadblockers are frightened by the running horses in the last moment when the two armies collided, and lose the courage to fight desperately by the running horses. They turn sideways, trying to avoid the horse hooves and gun tips that are rushing towards them at high speed...

The result was that the heavy armored spear formation was broken, and the cavalry parade was broken a large piece, but it remained intact after it was broken. The cavalry in the complete array rushed into the Taihang Sci-Fi camp behind the spear formation at high speed with inertia. The wild rocks smashed a pile of eggs...

The Green Forest archers who had not recovered from the collapse of their heavy armored infantry formation, almost opened their mouths and were picked up to the sky by a cavalry. Corpse rolled alternately in the air, and blood was sprinkled everywhere like heavy rain. Four rows of horizontal formations were knocked out of the center in a blink of an eye. Those who were unfortunately standing at the cross section were either killed on the spot or seriously injured, rolling and wailing in a pool of blood. They stood on both sides of the cross section for luck, but none of the accomplices who were not collide with the gun array head-on, but none of them leaned over to rescue them. Instead, they stood there blankly, holding the horn bow in their hands. After a while, they finally let out a scream of hoarseness, turned around, and flew away to the darkness on both sides.

"Keep the formation and continue to kill the thieves!" Ning Ziming straightened his back and looked left and right, shouting loudly. The moment he collided with the enemy's gun formation, the personal soldiers on his left were seriously injured and died. A hole was stabbed in the shoulder of the personal soldiers on his right, and he was lying on the saddle at this moment. However, under the full protection of the personal soldiers, he was unharmed. He rode the gun in his hand like a dragon, and anyone who encountered a blocking path would stab to the ground with one shot.

"Kill the thief--!" "Kill the thief---!" "Kill the thief------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

"Kill the thief--!" "Kill the thief---!" "Kill the thief------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

A group of minions from Taihang Inner Camp who were originally sent to the flank were transferred to stop them. Before they arrived, nearly half of them were dispersed by their own defeated soldiers. The rest were swept away by the siege formation and immediately disappeared like wind and clouds.

Another internal cavalry was forced by his commander to move forward and fight desperately. Before he could arrive, most of the defeated soldiers were swept away. The rest barely supported him a few times, and found that the situation was not good, so he decisively turned his head and fled in panic.

The third team that stepped forward to block the road collapsed faster and almost collapsed without getting in touch with the platoon formation. The minions of all sizes pushed me, shoved me, and rushed to run for life. Like wheat harvesting, they were cut down by their own people and the war horses chasing them. The bodies were stepped on by countless pairs of big feet that were running for life, and in a blink of an eye it turned into piles of bloody mud.

It’s not that there are no heroes who dare to stop and fight for their lives, but in the torrent of their own defeated soldiers, they were like rotten wood that had lost their foundation, and were shaking. They finally stood firm and faced the cold guns of the cavalry of the second-du of the left. With the momentum generated by the galloping of the war horses, "Bang!", they knocked the blocker and the people and weapons into the air, leaving behind a blood rain in vain.

"Bang!" Ning Ziming pressed the gun bar diagonally and stabbed a green forest hero who was crossing the road he must pass. The sharp gun bar with the help of huge inertia tore open the man's breastplate like tearing paper. The gun bar cut by the ash wax rod was squeezed by the recoil force from the robbery and instantly turned into a giant bow. Immediately, the opponent's corpse was lifted high, and the "giant bow" bounced away quickly, shooting the corpse to the head of the escapee like a pound.

Several defeated soldiers were smashed on the spot, and several others were staggered. Before the fallen people got up and stepped on their legs again, the cavalrymen of the Left Second Du had already caught up from behind. Several cavalry spears roared past, picking up these unlucky guys one after another, throwing them out, and turning them into corpses.

No one took care of both sides of the phalanx, although there were enemy troops on both sides. Their goal was clear, and they followed their General Ning and rushed to the opponent's commanding flag. As long as they cut over the bandits' commanding flag, everyone completely locked in the victory. The bandits who lost the command center and morale were on the verge of collapse, even if there were many people, they were just a group of headless flies. They either ran away in chaos or stayed to be killed by everyone!

"Liu Zude, Liu Zude, supervise the battle, supervise the battle! You are supervising the battle for me!" Meng Fanrun, who had previously firmly sat in the second place in Taihang Group Heroes, shouted in tears. "Hei Lao Er, Hei Lao Er, beat the drums for me, beat the drums, let everyone move closer to the Central Army! We have many people, and we can drown them with one mouthful of spit!"

There are many people on his side, which is his last spiritual support. Crowded near the coach's flag, there are at least a thousand brothers at this moment, and there are countless chaos in the camp around him. The opposite side is just over a hundred cavalry! As long as someone is willing to make sacrifices, as long as someone is willing to sacrifice his life to slow down the speed of the cavalry, everyone may not be able to turn the tables again!

However, the reality seen in the eyes is so cruel and ruthless!

Liu Zude, who was responsible for supervising the battle, was not unsatisfied. The steel knife in the supervising team's hand had already cut all the gaps everywhere by just chopping his own people. Unfortunately, the number of defeated soldiers did not decrease at all. Instead, they cut more and more, and more and more. At the beginning, there were still people willing to take a detour. Later, the defeated soldiers simply raised their weapons and fought with the supervising soldiers, exchanging their lives for their lives.

Before the cavalry rushed to the front, the supervision team was killed by the defeated soldiers. Meng Fanrun, the one-eyed wolf, clearly saw that the few confidants who were most decisive in carrying out the supervision order were chopped into meat paste by the defeated soldiers. Then, he saw Liu Zude, whom he was relying on, gave up blocking the defeated soldiers and rushed forward against the crowd. He staggered and staggered, his back was like a lonely boat in the ocean.

A new wave of defeated soldiers came, and Liu Zude's back completely disappeared. "The retreating one-eyed wolf Meng Fanrun suddenly let out a wail, pulled out his sword, and rushed forward. One escaped defeated soldiers were chopped over by him, and the other was stunned for a moment, and instinctively walked around. Meng Fanrun refused to let him go, chased him, and stabbed the man from behind.

A defeated soldier pushed him from the side, pushing him staggeringly. "The person who retreated!" Meng Fanrun twisted his body and slashed the defeated soldier half his shoulder. Then, he made another move to fight in the night, sweeping the steel knife across and chopping him, killing all the minions close to him.

"Kill back and follow me. We have a lot of people!" He suddenly shouted at the edge of his body. However, no one responded. All the retreating soldiers looked at him like idiots, and then continued to take a detour.

"When I kill you, I always treat you well, you can't..." Meng Fanrun shouted and waved his steel knife to catch people. However, the defeated soldiers avoided the plague.

No one believes that he can turn the tide. The situation is hopeless, and escaping is the top priority. What is the second leader and what is the Green Forest? At this moment, they are not as fast as a pair of fast legs. "You all watch, I will die by myself, I will be another hero in twenty years!" Meng Fanrun shouted, giving up chasing the deserter, and turned around to face the rolling slat formation of the cavalry. In his eyes, blood mixed with tears, dripping, and his face was covered with all his body.

"Huh--!" A tall horse suddenly crossed the defeated soldiers and flew past him. The rider on the horseback bent over, grabbed his strait, and then rushed to catch up with the stave of the strait, as if flying away.

"Let me go, let me die, let me die! I will fight with them!" Meng Fanrun was hung in the air like a chicken, struggling with both hands and feet. He ambushed 3,000 Han troops with more than 30,000 brothers. He was originally bound to win, but the Han army killed corpses everywhere with two hundred cavalry. Even if he could successfully escape back to the mountain village, the boss Hu Yancong and other old people in the mountain village could not spare him.

"Try your best!" A familiar and fearful voice suddenly sounded in his ears. The boss Hu Yancong threw him on the back of an empty war horse with an empty saddle. The sound of gasping as if countless pieces of porcelain were rubbing. "Chang Si and his men had already surrounded him. If you fought all the other party, the whole army would still be wiped out!"

"Ah--!" Meng Fanrun was frightened and started a cold war. All his reason was instantly restored. He ignored the pain on his butt and opened his one-eye to watch. Sure enough, he saw countless light balls and torches coming from all directions. The heroes of the green forest under his command, whether they were defeated by the enemy before or hiding in the dark to watch on the wall, became frightened birds at this moment. They fled in a panic along the open space between the hills.

"I'm not saving you, I can't watch my brother being killed!" While I was stunned, Hu Yancong's angry voice came from his ears. He was very weak, but he could not resist. "Hurry up and gather my brothers to break through, otherwise you will be dead! Do you think you are the only one who is smart and knows to collude with the powerful Zezhou to deal with the government army. Don't think about it, at this moment, how many people have to be waiting to give our heads to Chang Si as a letter of fame?!"
Chapter completed!