Chapter six hundred and thirty-ninth life and death are ordinary things
Tang Qing was doing his duty. Even if he couldn't boost the morale of the army within a short period of time, as the general charging forward, he could always arouse a little morale, right?
The three camp heads collapsed one after another, and the fourth camp head was in chaos. Tang Qing no longer had any hope for victory, and even his heart was a little shaken. Should he cut off his tail to survive?
The soldiers and the last battalion leader fled...
But in the end, he chose to charge forward, and the sorrow in his heart turned into a sharp shout in his mouth.
Feng Enjiang raised a gun to greet him. It was Tang Qing's luck that Zhu Biao found the captain first. But Feng Enjiang was not bad at martial arts. In an instant, the two horses crossed each other, a whip and a shot, and the two weapons collided heavily in an instant.
Together, they made a ringing sound of gold and iron that pierced the eardrums.
Tang Qing's body swayed twice on the horse, and Feng Enjiang almost fell off the horse. He dragged his spear along with the momentum, and drew out a "squeaking" spark from Tang Qing's two iron whips.
Riding his horse back, Tang Qing couldn't help but feel a trace of inexplicable surprise in his eyes. "This guy has such strong arm strength!" Feng Enjiang was far inferior to him in internal strength, but he was able to hit Tang Qing's horse and shake it, all because of his strong strength.
arm strength.
"Kill!" Zhu Biao was not far away. Tang Qing could see it with his eyes, but he didn't dare to bump into him. He shouted loudly and urged his horse to kill Feng Enjiang. Of course, Feng Enjiang would not be timid and grinned disdainfully.
He raised his spear and galloped his horse to meet him. The two horses were close to each other, and the iron whip in Tang Qing's hand had already hit him head and head, making a whining sound.
"Howl -" Feng Enjiang also knew that his internal strength was not as good as others, but he did not want to show any weakness. He shouted loudly, stretched out his iron spear like a snake, and stabbed Tang Qing's neck directly through the gap in the iron whip.
"Dang--" Tang Qing's two whips were combined together, and he strangled the spear. After the deafening sound of gold and iron, the two horses twisted and fought together.
"Kill, kill -" Seeing the sound of fighting in front of them, Lu Tong and Wu Boniu behind the chariot team were burning with anxiety, especially the former, who finally waited for a good opportunity for revenge, and their eyes widened.
, his face was congested, his neck was flushed, and clearly visible blood vessels were exposed, like green old tree roots.
"Kill it, kill it—"
"Revenge! Revenge!"
Such shouts rang out from Lu Tong's team. They won first and then lost, and they were defeated in such a useless manner. Not only were the officials depressed, but the soldiers were also very unhappy.
Lu Tong, Jiao Ming, Wang Jiuling and others took the lead in charging forward. Due to the congestion of Sizhou Army's defeated troops, the excited Song Army infantry already had the momentum to overtake the chariots and charge forward.
The fighting between Feng Enjiang and Tang Qing in the rebel army continued. Under the sharp light, the spear was like a fleeting black shadow, and then a dazzling white light appeared in front of Tang Qing's eyes.
Feng Enjiang had learned all the marksmanship skills Zhu Biao had acquired, and was somewhat accomplished in the moves.
"It came so fast!" Tang Qing was secretly surprised. The person in front of him didn't seem to even raise his flag, but he was very impressive. His kung fu was not sparse.
With a clamp on the horse's belly, the horse sat down and its hooves were flying. Tang Qing ignored the shot that stabbed the chest, raised the iron whip in his hand and slashed it towards Feng Enjiang's head. The dark iron whip flashed with a cold light, whirring.
The sound of breaking through the air was like a black dragon.
"Qiang!"
With a loud roar of gold and iron, the figures of Feng Enjiang and Tang Qing passing by the wrong horse could not help but sway on the horse's back again.
A trace of blood oozed from the corner of Feng Enjiang's mouth, but his fighting strength was not lost. "Let's do it again!" Like a ignited volcano, he rarely encountered an opponent with overwhelming fighting spirit, raising his gun and shouting.
At the moment just now, when Tang Qing's iron whip came, he was unable to resist. He let the pair of iron whips fall towards his head, and he only wanted to use the spear to punch a hole in Tang Qing's chest.
That desperate posture really made Tang Qing timid. He couldn't help but feel frightened. In desperation, just before the tip of the spear came, his double whip turned into a block, and his body couldn't help but flutter on one side of the horse.
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"Hmph! The traitors are rampant, am I still afraid of you?" Tang Qing stabilized his body and agreed in a loud voice. He was not afraid of fighting Feng Enjiang. Tang Qing had already seen Feng Enjiang's level.
Completely sure to kill Feng Enjiang in a hundred moves.
"Yeah, look at the gun!" He shouted, and Feng Enjiang rushed to kill him again.
The two horses crossed each other and passed away in an instant.
"Bang!" There was another symphony of gold and iron, and Feng Enjiang was still at the disadvantage, not defeated.
The two horses formed a circle. The spear in Feng Enjiang's hand was like a long dragon circling in the clouds. Thousands of phantoms danced towards Tang Qing. Tang Qing had two iron whips in his hands, allowing him to do as he pleased.
, wherever the black light comes, there are single whips or double whips, chops, smashes, cuts and twists, all kinds of tricks are at your fingertips, thirty or fifty moves are used, and you gradually gain the upper hand.
Zhu Biao, who was in the rebellion, went straight to kill, but ordered Dou Bing to lead the cavalry and slowly withdraw from the battle. In this situation, the cavalry could not be used at all, and losses would inevitably occur. If the horses pulling the chariot were broken, they would be broken.
Well, war horses must not be rash.
Pulling away, bypassing the battlefield, and striking a fatal blow behind the Sizhou Army was Zhu Biao's order to Dou Bing. But... "Where is Commander Feng?"
Dou Bing could not find Feng Enjiang.
"Master Bing, where is Commander Feng being entangled by a Sizhou Army general..."
Tang Qing's general's flag was still left in the rear formation, and the soldiers only carried a flag with the Chinese character Tang. Even the army officers and horses were qualified to carry this kind of flag. Dou Bing pointed at the hand of the soldier who answered, and was startled at first.
Jump, who did this old Feng hit? He was pressed down and beaten!
But Tang Qing is not regarded as "Tang Qing". After all, the Sizhou army has 30,000 people and dozens of officers above Sima level. Who dares to say that there is only one named Tang?
Moreover, the strength of Pan Yunqi and Liu Yunhu who appeared in the formation before also shocked Dou Bing, and he deeply understood that Jiao Ming, Chen An, Zhang He, and Lu Tong were just representatives of the general captains in the Zhou army.
It cannot represent all captains.
They are very different from Pan Yunqi and Liu Yunhu.
The great Zhou Dynasty had a vast territory, abundant resources, and many soldiers and generals. It was not uncommon for a master to surpass oneself among the military commanders, military princes, dubos, and even small soldiers.
The world is in chaos, dragons and snakes are rising from the land, strange people and talents are emerging one after another. I don’t know how many people want to take this opportunity to jump into the field and try their luck at the glory and wealth.
Zhu Biao warned him yesterday not to be arrogant or self-righteous. Dou Bing felt that he had seen such a person today!
"Watch the sword!" Just when Tang Qing was concentrating on dealing with Feng Enjiang, Dou Bing rushed towards him with all his strength, dodged into the battle circle, and smiled at Feng Enjiang, who was struggling to parry left and right, without any morals.
He struck at Tang Qing. The long sword flashed out of the way and slashed towards Tang Qing's waist like a shadow!
"Shameless -" Tang Qing cursed loudly in the sharp voice. Is it true that two people bully one? He didn't even say hello, it was so shameless.
Tang Qing was injured and escaped.
As soon as he fled, the soldiers naturally retreated after him. The Sizhou Army, which was already like this, was like a flood that had opened a floodgate and drained away.
"Dong dong dong..." The thunderous sound of war drums resounded throughout the world, and the high-spirited fighting spirit soared into the sky.
"Rumble--" The rolling sound of chariots that had not been heard for some time sounded again. As the blockage of the Sizhou Army was cleared, more than 200 chariots once again let go of their legs and galloped into the scattered sand.
They chased the fleeing Sizhou Army, and they were still a rolling stream of iron, unstoppable.
"Follow me to kill -" When they saw the chariots coming after them, Tang Qing's pro-army men's expressions froze, they roared loudly, and immediately led two hundred pro-combatants to stay behind to stop the enemy.
The general's eyes widened, his beard spread, and the two hundred men behind him were so conspicuous among the entire fleeing Sizhou army.
"Pa--" He lowered his head to avoid the spear thrust by a chariot soldier. The general swung his sword and struck the lower part of the chariot with the sword. The chariot trembled and twisted crookedly.
After two bowel movements, it returned to normal again.
Each chariot of the Song Army is equipped with two horses and three people, one person drives the slave, and the other two are the fighting force, either holding long spears or spears, or large iron halberds. There are also shields erected on the carriages for the soldiers to use at any time.
With such a configuration, it can be far or near, and can attack or defend. In that instant, it is not easy to dodge the spears and iron halberds that are thrust at you, and then break through the shield guard and hurt the people in the chariot.
A chariot running at full speed, with three people on board, the average soldier would just sit there and wait to die.
But the general is not just a small soldier. His military strength is naturally lower than that of Chen An and Zhang Helai, but he is not inferior to Jiao Ming.
After two battles with the chariot, he had already adapted to the rhythm of fighting with the chariot as he was experienced in the battle formation, and he continued to make gains one after another. One of the battles overturned the entire chariot in one fell swoop. Not long after, he had already
He was covered in blood.
Until a group of Song Army infantry annihilated him...
"Puff puff puff..."
The shadow of the gun was as fast as a meteor, and the throats of the five soldiers of the Tang and Qing Dynasties instantly bloomed with bright red blood flowers. The swords and guns they had just raised halfway were stuck in the air, and they could no longer be swung forward. The horses moved forward, and the black dragon writhed, blocking the way.
The soldier in front of Zhu Biao was even dead, but he was still hit hard by the horse. His muscles and bones were broken in an instant.
There are still nearly half of the thousands of soldiers left. It can be said that Tang Qing's soldiers are still quite loyal and capable of fighting.
"Kill--"
Amidst deafening shouts, more than a dozen soldiers rushed towards Zhu Biao without fear of death, and sharp spears and spears stabbed at him from all directions.
Zhu Biao's expression didn't move at all. The silver spear in his hand swept across all directions. The silver light and shadow flashed by, and more than a dozen soldiers were spilled on the spot again. The entire formation of the soldiers was in chaos, and they continued to be unable to stop Zhu Biao.
impact.
Ice-cold murderous intent rolled in like a tide. Tang Qing was locked by Zhu Biao's murderous intent, and his whole body was agitated. His eyes shrank, and the divine light condensed, and he saw not far behind him, riding like flying, in front of him.
The group of soldiers rushed towards them like waves breaking through waves.
Tang Qing's eyes narrowed again in an instant, and the noisy shouts and chaotic footsteps in his ears disappeared. It seemed that only the enemy general who was approaching quickly was left in the world. (To be continued. Please
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