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Chapter Twelve Teenagers (15)

Chapter 12 Boy (15)

Among the soldiers of Youzhou on the right wing of the Yanyue Formation, half of them were already stained with cold and weak hands and feet. They had just passed a fast march for half a day, and their muscles were sore and weak. Suddenly, they saw that their friends around them were chopped to the ground one by one. How could they have any fighting spirit? In a blink of an eye, the formation dispersed, and they threw their knives, flags, and fled in all directions.

"Hold on, hold on, there are not many people on the other side!" The commander Lu Xu was so anxious that his eyes turned red. He waved his knife and slashed over several defeated soldiers and shouted.

Although the enemy's cavalry had a sharp offensive, the number of people was only one camp. If the brothers could use their usual abilities to 20% to 30%, they could curb the attack of this group of cavalry and then chop them into meat sauce.

It's a pity, if only if.

The soldiers had no intention of listening to what Lu Xu was saying. They tilted their bodies, avoided the latter's attack range, and continued to rush around. They were afraid that they would run a little slower than their companions and would become the next target of the enemy's pursuit.

"Stop, stop, stand with me. Flee at the last battle and implicate the whole family!" The commander Lu Xu blocked the left and right, trying to stabilize the brothers around him, but he did not have any effect.

The opponent adopted a strange tactic they had never seen before, moving the horses together in rows and using cavalry as infantry. When dozens of war horses rolled in the same direction, the horse's hooves smashed the ground up and down. The momentum, just looking at it, made people feel heartbroken. Not to mention holding weapons like a mantis, blocking the rolling horse's hooves!

"Dongdongdongdong, dongdongdongdongdongdongdong..." A fine drum sound came from the Central Military Office, awakening the commander Lu Xu's mind that had lost his ability to operate.

"Get close, the personal soldiers move towards me! Pick up the spear and go outward." The next moment, Lu Xu simply gave up the blocking of the defeated soldiers. He dropped his knife, grabbed a spear, and raised it high above his head. "People soldiers move towards me. Escape back is also dead, and the man will die in front of the formation."

"Gun formation! Gun formation!" The personal soldiers who were originally following Lu Xu who tried to stop the defeated soldiers opened their throats and repeated loudly. Then, they grabbed the spears one by one and tried to lean against the right wing to push the flag. "If you escape back, you will not be able to escape to death..."

Dissuasion and killing alone cannot change the ideas of the defeated soldiers. At the critical moment, someone must stand up and sacrifice his life. As long as they can block the opponent's offensive for a moment, the defeated soldiers who have lost their ability to think may regain their rationality. At that time, more people will inevitably gather under Lu Xu's general flag, and there may be hope to turn the tide.

"A gun formation! A gun formation!"

"Stop them, block them!"

"War horses are afraid of spears, war horses are afraid of spears"

"There aren't a few of them, they..."

Some old soldiers were also inspired by their personal soldiers, dragged their spears and reminded each other to rush towards Lu Xu, trying to make a final struggle.

They all followed the Han father and son brothers and worked for the Khitans for many years. The concept of the country in their hearts was already unclear. They only knew that if this battle was defeated, not only the commanders in the team would be strictly enforced by the military law. People like them would not be able to live a better life.

A small square formation quickly showed outlines among the defeated soldiers. In the center of the front row of the square formation, Lu Xu, commander, bit his scarlet teeth hard, held the gun bar tightly with his left hand, and pressed down with his right hand, "Hold the gun, inserted the gun into the soil, and pointed the gun at the horse's eyes. The war horse was timid and dared not hit the gun himself!"

"Step the gun, spear!" The hoarse and repeated sounds were heard. After all, they were elites who had been famous for many years. At the critical moment, there were always some guys who were not afraid of death trying to defend the honor of this army.

However, their opponent was far more "crawling" than any enemy they had encountered before. The white-robed young general from Ze Lu who was rushing in front suddenly reached his hand towards the saddle, then suddenly waved his arm, "Huh--!", and a sharp axe suddenly appeared in the air, spinning at high speed, slashing towards the head of the spearman.

"Hu——" "Hu——" "Hu——" Dozens of sharp axes followed the first one, and dozens of lightning flashed out in the air. The Youzhou soldiers who were forming a gun were caught off guard and fell down in an instant. The gun array that had just become a prototype also cracked a huge gap about meter wide in the center. The concave inside the gap was blood flowing into a river.

"Hu——" The young general Yang Guangyi of the white robe refused to stop when he saw the good news. He immediately threw out his second sharp axe. Dozens of sharp axes followed closely like lightning again, slashing towards Lu Xu's general's flag, and slashing the personal soldiers near the flag into pieces.

Because the formation was to be kept in order, the cavalry did not advance quickly. However, it was precisely because the speed was not fast enough that they could throw out two rounds of sharp axes in succession before the war horses and the gun array came into contact. In a hurry, the soldiers of Youzhou opposite had no idea how to deal with it. They could only rely on their own experience to dodge, escape, block, and a few blinks of eyes. The square formation that had just had its prototype fell apart again.

"Dog thief, I'm fighting with you!" Seeing the white-robed young general opposite, he reached out his right hand to the saddle for the third time, the commander Lu Xu could no longer bear it, and roared angrily and launched an attack on the cavalry first.

"I'm fighting with you!" "I'm fighting with you!" Sparse echoes sounded behind him. More than a dozen old soldiers, together with more than twenty personal soldiers, staggered with spears. Everyone stared at the war horses not far away, and everyone forced themselves not to look back.

They stepped on the bodies of their accomplices, stepped on the hillside covered with blood, and used as fast as possible to narrow the distance between the two armies. Ten steps, five steps, three steps, and with force on both arms, Lu Xu stabbed the spear at the neck of the white-robed young general's war horse, and stabbed the horse first...

The other party overemphasized the strictness of the military formation and did not give full play to the cavalry's advantage in speed. If the horse could be stabbed, the young white-robed man on the horse would be dropped. Taking advantage of this opportunity of lightning, Lu Xu was 30% sure that he could jump behind this man, capture him alive or die together. In that way, his death would have value. The main general Han Kuangmei would also give his family more due to his bravery in the future.

"Ah--" Lu Xu's voice changed due to nervousness. His eyes widened, capturing the opponent's every move. He knew that he was about to succeed, and he saw the fear in the eyes of the war horse. However, just before the gun was about to pierce the horse's neck, he seemed to see the young general on the horse's back smiling at him, with a look of contempt.

A spear stabbed Lu Xu's shoulder hole from the side, took him back several steps, and his body shaking. Another spear stabbed into his right chest, pushing him farther away from the target. Four war horses ran past him, and the young generals in the white robe and three other gunmen dropped him and rushed to the rest of Youzhou soldiers. A horizontal knife swept across his shoulder, cutting off his throat.
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