At night, there are sounds of wolves in the stretching Luliang Mountains.
Across the woods and mountains, along the meandering streams in the darkness, in a mountain forest, an ominous commotion caused by humans is taking place. Clusters of torches are gathering or scattering, spreading crazily forward.
The cry of killing tore through the night sky.
"Kill"
Waving roaring torches, a group of fanatical bandits roared and rushed down the mountainside in front. When they crossed the abrupt boulder in front, one bandit rushed too fast and had no time to dodge. He was pushed into it by his companions.
However, no one of the more than ten companions around him paid attention to him, and his head was bleeding. One of his companions stepped on his back and killed the enemy in front. The fire roared, and the bandit on the ground saw the heads of his companions.
and the arm flew back.
Screams, shouts, the strong wind of clashing swords, the melee between dozens of people in front was as fierce as boiling thick porridge. At this time, above and below the mountainside, there were groups of people running towards each other holding torches.
The bandits who had been chasing them all the way, and the small group who were killing them in an orderly manner, were like a continuously changing curve of retreat. In the group of people in front of them, they saw that the enemy with the strongest martial arts was the thin man who wielded two wind-throwing sharp knives.
, forcefully blocked the third leader of the Little Raider Village. Compared to the ferocity and treachery of Qiu Mengtang's swords, the sharp swords of the man in front of him were on the right side. Although they were clearly swinging very fast, there was an air of calmness about them.
Those who pounce on him are often cut to pieces before they can react.
A little higher up the mountainside, a tall and burly man with a scarred face retreated as if taking a walk. At the same time, he waved his steel knife and cooperated with his companions to turn the bandits who rushed up into corpses and leave them underground forever.
The Five-Tiger Door-Breaking Knife in Han Yi's hand named Nie Shan is not subtle, but he uses brute force and calmness to kill the enemy with one knife after another.
When more enemies rushed up from this side, a queue of seventeen people roared from behind him. The iron spear array stabbed and retracted, piercing the body of the bandit in front of him, and then the second round of
Stabbing together, the bandits rushed forward. One of the bandits held Teng Dun. He jumped up and hit the spear formation. Nie Shan and the spear formation pushed back Teng Dun's incoming force, and he breathed out from behind.
He shouted violently, and a figure bumped out. He leaned against the mountain violently!
In the chaotic battle formation, not many people would run to appreciate the gorgeous moves. Only the torn shields flew out. The bandit behind might also be a brave little leader, who also vomited blood and flew into the air. He was hit at the same time.
There were also many bandits who fell over. When they fell to the ground, the bloodthirsty spear array was already stabbing at them crazily.
Tian Donghan, who used the stick to the mountain, glanced at Nie Shan. His chest rose and fell violently, like a bellows. He calmed down the surging energy and blood in his body. At the same time, he also looked around, scanning other places that needed help.
.The emphasis in martial arts competitions between masters is to use all your strength, but this kind of large-scale killing is different. You use one move and fight to the end. Once it works, the rest is left to the brothers around you.
At the other end of the field of vision, bandits holding torches, in groups of three, three, five, five, or more than ten or twenty, were still charging towards us. The entire mountain range had turned into a Shura field, and groups of people were fighting on the mountain.
In the middle, in the grass, in the stream. A little further away, the double swordsman nicknamed the Little Thief is also trying to swim away and charge into the formation. And here, in addition to Tian Donghan leading a dozen masters to check for leaks and fill in the gaps, the man wielding the iron gun
Zhu Biao was also wandering around fighting, keeping an eye on Qiu Mengtang. From time to time he held up the blood-stained iron gun and laughed, provoking the opponent.
Qiu Mengtang occasionally fought with Zhu Biao for a while, and then they distanced themselves. His double swords were already famous in Luliang, but in terms of martial arts, they were even slightly inferior to Zhu Biao at this time. After all, Zhu Biao's
The teacher is Luan Tingyu, a master who can compete with Zhou Tong, but Qiu Mengtang is not from a professional background, and can only make up for it with ruthlessness and cunning. Moreover, it is not a one-on-one duel between masters at the moment. There are dozens of helpers behind both sides at any time.
Although Zhu Biao is second, his roaming range will never stray too far from his own front.
Qiu Mengtang would never dare to directly attack Zhuji's array. He could see at this time that although the opponent only had more than a hundred people, most of them were good players, and there were several first-rate masters in the world. Zhu Biaoruo was
If Qiu Mengtang was surrounded by him, he might still be injured and fight out against a ragtag group of people. If Qiu Mengtang dared to attack, only a dozen people would be needed to surround him. Even if he brought dozens of subordinates, he might still be spared his life.
The fighting on this day actually weakened at nightfall, but as the sky completely fell into darkness and people from the Little Thief Village arrived one after another, the intensity continued to increase. Although Zhuji's side were all masters, they faced four hundred
There was no pressure for many people, but after the number of people gradually increased to thousands, it was still not easy to stop it with the power of just over a hundred people.
"How's it going? Are you okay with the injury?" Tian Donghan asked after seeing that Nie Shan had several stab wounds on his body and adjusted his breathing. Nie Shan's face showed no expression. He paid attention to the fighting around him and then moved forward.
Pointing, "That's where the trouble is."
The fire spread, and at the other end of the killing array, the military formation with hundreds of people was still silent. Tian Donghan smiled: "I have noticed it a long time ago. About three hundred people followed me. This may be their trump card. Boss.
I’ve noticed it a long time ago.”
"That's fine." Knowing that Ning Yi knew what he was thinking, Nie Shan stopped talking. He looked up and saw that the nearest enemy was still more than ten feet away. He waved his steel knife and continued to retreat with the brothers around him.
Tian Donghan waved his hand and led the people towards the stream below!
Tian Donghan, Nie Shan, Ning Yi and others all noticed the military formation of more than 300 people at the rear, and over there, Yu Yulin, Tian Shi and others were also staring at the situation on the battlefield. Along the way, the little thieves
Five hundred lives had been left in the village, but the opponent's formation of less than a hundred people still maintained resilience and kept retreating. While marveling, Yu Yulin and Tian Shi were also discussing the situation of the entire battle.
"...If it is an ordinary escort, or escorting some big shot, there will be one or two people who can hold up the main beam. When the enemy comes to kill him, he will lead the people around him to unite. As long as he does not die, he can give others a backbone.
So in general, the main purpose of the robbery is to kill the escort leader. After killing the escort leader, the rest of the people will be scattered." Yu Yulin pointed to the battlefield and explained. In fact, it seemed like he was telling Lou Shuwan, "But this group of people is really
It's amazing. There are so many masters, those who can take on the overall situation... Look, the one over there uses the double sword. The one who uses the gun. The one over there has also been on the battlefield. He is not an ordinary master at all... five people.
There is one, no wonder they dare to take this road..."
The battlefield where thousands of people are fighting is already quite chaotic. But as long as you look at it for a long time, some things will become clear. The double swords on the mountainside, the steel guns wandering on the battlefield, and the array of guns crisscrossing the battlefield. The scar-faced giant
Han's big sword, near the top of the mountain, a young guy was agile and had changed several weapons. The bandits who rushed up fell down when they met him, and the killing was chilling. By the stream closest to everyone, a part of
The fighting has spread into the water, dyeing the stream red. The people on the other side of Zhuji are pulling a companion out of the water. Between them, the shadow of the iron rod in Nian Tuo's hand is roaring, and the bandits are rushing towards him.
He was beaten up and down, and no one knew how many heads he had smashed open.
The smell of blood filled the air, and there were corpses strewn about along the way, and the wounded were screaming. Lou Shuwan looked at the battle, clenching her fists tightly under her clothes: "Isn't it... they are really powerful..."
Lou Shuwanxin had begun to acknowledge Ning Yi's power. It was not surprising that she had such an idea, but Yu Yulin just smiled indifferently.
"A real martial arts master can kill all the enemies one by one in the woods with one against a hundred. If it is in an open place, one against fifty is impossible. If these people have a lot of training,
Or if you are an elite soldier or a master of martial arts, if you can defeat one against ten in the face of an encirclement, it is probably already amazing. The battlefield is different from personal bravery. Sometimes, if you break your courage, 20,000 people can defeat 800,000, but
More often than not, numbers are just numbers. No matter how powerful they are, they only have more than a hundred people."
Yu Yulin paused: "Qiu Mengtang, the little rogue, is a fool. Of course, he guessed the opponent wrong and underestimated the enemy too much. There are more than a thousand people coming one after another, and it is possible that they will all be confessed. But no matter what, one day
More than a thousand people means more than a thousand people. Even if there are hundreds of masters, if they really kill at this point, their hands will soften. Miss Lou, don't worry, this battle can only have one outcome after all."
Tian Shi looked over there and frowned: "However, although they have been retreating, they have never completely opened the distance. There seems to be some problem."
"The group of people in front still kept a distance because they brought goods with them when they entered the mountain." Yu Yulin said, "This group of masters blocked the back, and the goods and those without martial arts moved forward first to keep the distance."
After that, these masters can catch up with their fast feet. In this case, Qiu Mengtang may not have the energy to continue chasing, but it is a very simple idea."
Tian Shi laughed: "General Yu's idea is..."
"We can go say hello to the leader of Qiuzhai." Yu Yulin said with a smile, "Many times, it is very simple to turn a fake defeat into a real defeat, and a fake escape into a real escape."
Several people said this, and then went to say hello to Qiu Mengtang. The battlefield was filled with blood, and Qiu Mengtang became red-eyed. He also knew that he had suffered a big loss this time, so he began to relax his offensive and gather his men. Not long after.
, Zhuji's people retreated and began to retreat quickly. Qiu Mengtang led hundreds of people in a desperate pursuit! At this time, a roar suddenly came from behind, shaking the night sky.
"Tiger."
"Tiger"
As the voices of more than 300 people rang out, the ground suddenly began to tremble. This was the power of Tian Hu's elite charge. The forward cavalry of more than 50 people quickly caught up with Qiu Mengtang's front line, followed closely by the soldiers at the rear.
Although Qiu Mengtang's men had been reduced by half, they still numbered 700. In this moment, they, who had lost all their energy, were still surrounded by more than 300 Yu Yulin's men, which set off an astonishing morale.
Thousands of people rushed forward like a mad tide.
Even Zhu Biao and others who were behind were a little frightened when they looked at the surging fire front. Then, they retreated into the mountain col behind...
That place is said to be a mountain col, which is actually wrong. The mouth is a bit big, the slopes on both sides are not steep, and the conditions for setting up an ambush are actually not perfect. Qiu Mengtang is a local snake, so how could he be trapped by such a mouth?
Confused, thousands of people roared and surged forward. When Yu Yulin saw the terrain, he didn't pay attention at all. With such momentum, the opponent was pushing back, and the battle was over.
With many years of experience and superb eyesight, once he makes a decision, he will not be confused or shaken. In fact, Yu Yulin's judgment is basically accurate. Qiu Mengtang rushed into the mountain road on horseback, brandishing his two swords, and looked ahead.
The crowd expanded, and Zhu Biao stepped forward to block the road, brandishing his gun brazenly.
Fighting against each other!
"Kill you"
On the other side of the mountain road, Zhao Si held a steel gun and looked at the crazy scholar next to him who was still shaking his head and humming a boring tune.
"The sun rises over the Songshan Mountains, oh oh... the birds fly in the forest, oh oh..."
Boom boom boom boom
A huge noise shook the ground.
At the mouth of the mountain col, about one-fifth of the front line of a thousand people charging into the formation, light began to rise, and some people flew backwards. Stones exploded in the air, debris flew everywhere, and the war horses raised their hooves with a loud sound. Quietly
At night, the roar that was ten times louder than winter firecrackers shocked everyone. A large group of people were charging and were pushed to the ground. The people behind almost subconsciously wanted to stop, and then
He was knocked around and knocked around.
There were not many landmines hastily bought at the mountain pass, but they were triggered simultaneously by pulling wires. On such a night, it really exploded into an incomparable spectacle. Chaos broke out in an instant, and some people still couldn’t figure out what happened.
Something happened, some people still rushed forward, and then there was another sound.
The fireball flew from the front, roared and drew a pillar of light, and exploded!
Qiu Mengtang, who was thrown off the horse by his hip, rolled up from the ground with a burst of sharp knives. He swung the knife with his hand, and his hair and beard were all messed up: What's wrong! What's wrong!
He was thinking in his mind, and what he shouted out was: "What kind of magic?"
There was another bang, this time the fire came from the side hillside, and exploded towards the crowd with a loud bang. After the explosion, there was a little fire, and the iron filings of the bomb drew a sad line of blood in the air. About one breath later
, the fire lights up again, this time on the other side of the mountainside, crossing.
The people in Zhuji gripped their weapons and pushed forward.
The beams of light shot out once or twice in one breath, with a huge sound and a rhythmic cross-shooting. By the time of the fifth and third rings, the whole situation was completely chaotic. Looking from a distance, the mountain road
Chapter completed!