Chapter 2 Betrayal (five times) The archers who were originally facing forward were quickly squeezed into an arc formation as the formation changed. The wooden bows in their hands kept opening and closing, sending tens of thousands of white feathers towards the formation.
There is no need to aim when shooting from outside, and there is no need to distinguish between ourselves and the enemy. The purpose of this diffusion strategy is to prevent insurgents from attacking the formation, so everyone outside the formation can be seen by the enemy.
The effect was almost immediate. After three waves of feather arrows, the surviving soldiers stopped abruptly. Their eyes widened, unable to accept the reality that their allies a few breaths ago had become enemies, but their trembling legs relied on their strength.
Instinctively, he changed his direction and either turned around and rushed towards the official army, or turned around and slipped towards the rear of the Changbai Army's main formation.
The wailing and cursing became the main theme on the battlefield after a moment of silence, "God damn Wang Bo!" "I'm going to die badly, you wicked guys!" "Brother——" "Brother——"
Although the tactics were cruel, the scattered corpses and the minions running around without any clues successfully blocked the advance of the light cavalry. Their horses were rising and falling in the crowd, like small boats searching for the coast in a storm.
They used their horizontal knives as oars, arousing a lot of red in the crowd, but there were too many minions who had lost their minds in panic, and they were cut down one level at a time and fled one after another.
Because no one organized, the defeated soldiers who lost the chance to escape did not know how to fight to the death. They rolled and struggled under the sword, cried and begged in front of the horses. But in the next moment, they were either chopped down by the cavalry, or were killed by the Changbai Army.
shot down by random arrows
The hellish tragic scene did not win any sympathy from Wang Bo. Ci Bu was in charge of the troops. There was only victory and defeat on the battlefield, not good and evil. Years of experience in fighting against the army told him that this battle had reached a critical moment and the opponent's speed advantage had been lost.
The speed of the light armored cavalry is no different from that of ordinary infantry. "Stick up, stick up the long gunners!" Wang Bo waved the battle flag vigorously like a madman. He was not defeated yet, and he still had a chance to create a miracle.
The circular formation that was formed in a hurry suddenly opened outwards, like an epiphyllum that had been silent for hundreds of years. In an instant, spears with white wax as poles and black iron as tips spread out in all directions, blocking the enemy.
The people in front of them flew away, spreading the strongest colors in the world between the blue sky and the yellow earth. Even if the time for blooming was like a fleeting moment, they bloomed and swayed without any regrets or regrets...
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The light-armored infantry holding a single sword rushed forward along the bloody path opened by the spearmen, pushing down the allies in front of them, and charged directly at the official light cavalry. Their training level was very different from that of their opponents, and life and death could be determined by almost one move.
But the first fell, the second rushed forward, the second fell, the third and fourth did not hesitate, until the rider on the horse was exhausted, until the enemy was torn off the horse, and together they
Turned into corpses and mixed into dust
It was the first time that Boling Qingqi encountered such a powerful opponent. For a while, they were forced to retreat continuously. "Keep the distance, keep the distance!" Zhang Jiang and Lu Qin shouted orders, restraining their troops to give up entangled with the enemy.
The team reorganized in the distance, but the situation on the battlefield was too chaotic at the moment. The officers and soldiers were wrapped around the minions, and the minions were wrapped around the officers and soldiers. You blocked my way, and I tripped your feet. It was impossible to separate easily (17k literature
Works bought online, please do not reprint) "Beat the drums, beat the drums to urge the battle!" Wang Bo loudly ordered. On the battlefield, the minions almost traded three to four lives for each other, but according to this ratio, they would
The Changbai Army can completely defeat the opponent. As long as Liu Chunsheng, Sun Xuanya and others who are fleeing on the periphery of the battlefield react and help a little bit, today's victory will belong to the rebels.
"Gululu..." Crazy war drums sounded from Wang Bo's central army. Accompanied by the drumbeats, the circular array expanded faster and more urgently, like water waves struck by stones, continuous, soft, but difficult to stop.
"Rumble, rumble, rumble..." Drums also sounded among the officers and soldiers, short and exciting, first like the roar of a beast before it pounces, and then like a mountain torrent suddenly bursting its embankment. Hearing the sound of the drums, he was directing the Changbai Army to expand their victory.
Wang Bo suddenly froze as if he had been stung by a bee, then turned his head to the sky and shouted loudly, "Cavalry, attack, straight ahead, attack -"
"Attack, stop them from attacking -" The ordering soldiers had no time to run around anymore, and shouted directly in the military formation with the greatest strength that disaster was coming. They had already smelled the smell of death. During the two hasty formation changes,
The defensive formation of the Changbai Army has been relaxed, and the enemy's armored cavalry is watching eagerly from the side.
They were as calm as mountains before, but now they are as fast and flexible as dragons coming out of the abyss. They kill Wang Bo's central army at an incredible speed, trying to seal their throats with a sword.
Without Wang Bo's order, the archers and crossbowmen who reacted turned around together and tried their best to shoot the most dense arrows into the western sky. This was the enemy's real killing move.
The formation is just a trick played by the enemy general. This man is so cunning, more treacherous than a fox and more sinister than a poisonous snake. Wang Bo, the leader of the Changbai Army, has already seen through his plan, but it's a pity that he was a little slow...
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Half a shot can already determine life or death
The hastily shot arrows were unable to inflict serious damage to the heavily armored cavalry. Most of the arrows missed their targets within easy reach. A few of them hit, but their strength was obviously insufficient. The bodies were made of rawhide and thin iron.
Jia Ye easily blocked his body. Even if he was injured, the armored cavalry did not dare to take the initiative to slow down. The weight of the man and the horse already exceeded a thousand kilograms. Once he was hit by his companion behind him, both of them would be dead.
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"Duan Li——" Li Xu's roar penetrated the mask and reached the ears of several soldiers who followed him closely. Zhou Daniu, the only one without a long weapon in his hand, raised his horn and blew hard, "Du - Du - Duan -"
Lying drunk on the battlefield is the dream of many people seeking fame on horseback. Either they return home in fine clothes or they bury their bones in the wilderness. Life is not a flower, but it is as gorgeous and majestic as the spring flowers in full bloom. Whether it is life, death, dreaming or waking up, this moment is a lifetime.
, this moment in this life is wonderful enough!
Following the sound of horns, the cavalry carried more than a thousand long spears into three horizontal lines. They passed through the curtain of sharp arrows and pushed forward with a firm and steady pace. They brought up the billowing smoke and dust and rushed in like an angry dragon.
Wang Bo's Chinese Army
The archers who hurriedly changed their targets only had time to shoot two arrows, and the spearmen who hurriedly turned around had no time to find support for the tail of their spears. The Changbai Army's light cavalry that hurriedly faced them fell apart like tofu that had hit a kitchen knife! They only had one piece of thin armor.
The defending rogue Qingqi was effortlessly pierced by the three-foot sharp edge, and he was lifted up from the saddle, spraying streams of hot blood in the air.
There were no screams, no groans, not even the whine of the war horse that lost its owner. All the sounds were swallowed up by the heavy sound of horse hooves and the clang of armor in an instant. The world seemed to have lost its color, leaving only a simple and cold black.
With white and black armor, white swords, black bodies, black horses, and dark black blood, water generally converges into a river on the gray-white land...
Wang Bo had never seen such a sharp attack. He couldn't believe that what he saw happened in a matter of seconds. He did not issue any response orders, but looked straight ahead, watching the minions under his command rushing one after another.
He fell to the ground under the hooves of the opponent's horse. He was like a newcomer who had just entered the battlefield. His thighs and legs were shaking at the same time. He was like a soul that had been separated from the body. He looked at the layers of corpses with no joy, no sorrow, no sorrow and no joy. Suddenly, he
His soul returned to his body, his throat was sweet, and a hot and salty substance rushed to his forehead. "Pounce on them all and fight them!" He spat out a mouthful of blood, shouted at the top of his lungs, and his face was covered with tears.
With tears in his eyes, he saw the team he had accumulated for nearly two years rushing towards the battlefield. The more than a thousand cavalry in front had no formation or order. They were piled on top of each other, like sea langs rushing towards the rocks. They did not hesitate, and just
While wiping away his tears like a moth flying towards a wildfire, Wang Bo almost saw the souls of the robes, dots and dots, circling like fireflies in late summer, rising from the battlefield and rising towards the pure blue in the sky.
, no more hunger, no more fear
Wang Bo suddenly stepped on his mount and rushed forward. His brothers were being slaughtered wantonly. He could not abandon these companions and live alone.
The resistance in front of the mount suddenly increased. After a short period of bravery, the Changbai Army's minions immediately recognized the gap between themselves and their opponents in the face of the bloody facts. Those "beasts" wrapped in steel
It's not something they can stop. Although the opponent only has more than a thousand riders, each one of them is enough to defeat thousands of enemies.
A thousand equals a million. That is an army of millions armed to the teeth, and they are just a group of ordinary people who want to make a little fortune and struggle to survive in troubled times. There is no shame in losing to the opponent. It is okay to admit defeat.
It's not a shame. The world is huge and survival is the most important thing. Therefore, they turned around, abandoned their weapons, and fled in embarrassment in front of their coach.
"Stop, stop, two legs can't run as fast as four!" Wang Bo shouted loudly, swinging his knife to slash at the defeated troops closest to him. It wasn't that he couldn't accept defeat, but he couldn't bear such a disastrous defeat. The opponent only had more than 5,000 people in total.
The opponent's number was less than one-eighth of the number of those participating in the battle. Just before counting, he was still taking the initiative on the battlefield. But now, he was defeated without a doubt. He fell from the top to the bottom with just his index finger.
The effort of bending back and then springing back
A few of the minions hesitated for a moment, but were quickly pushed away by their companions who were running back. "They are chasing us!" The minions turned pale and panicked and had to flee. If they were hit by those armored "beasts", they would die.
Even if he is blamed by the boss afterwards, it is better than being stepped on by a "wild beast" and leaving his body intact.
"Supervise the battle! Supervise the battle!" After Wang Bo cut down several defeated soldiers who ignored his majesty, he launched his final killing move. The supervisor's battle team was composed entirely of his confidants and had the best equipment in the entire army. His screams immediately started.
There was another sound in the crowd, and the war supervisors wearing red crotch backs started killing among their own people. All the minions who refused to stop immediately were treated in the same way, pierced with a knife, and then cut off their heads.
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"Ah!" The defeated soldiers screamed loudly, turned their heads, and pushed each other away from the butcher who was wielding a knife at them. They accidentally blocked the galloping cavalry, were pierced by the long spear, and cried on the pole.
They struggled and stood there with wide, frightened eyes, watching the torrent of death advancing towards them little by little. They neither dared to fight nor escape, waving their arms randomly and crying loudly.
In order to cause maximum damage to the enemy, after the cavalry rushed into the enemy's formation, they began to disperse in a predetermined sequence. They formed a small team of more than a dozen people and circled back and forth among the Changbai Army. Each team was like a knife, knife and knife.
Seeing that the resistance organized by Blood King Bo through bloody means was once again shattered, the Changbai Army's already chaotic military formation was quickly cut into pieces by the cavalry into pieces of meat placed on the chopping board, and there was a danger of being minced into stuffing.
Without the guidance and supervision from the Chinese army, the minions who had previously fought with the light cavalry also gave up on their opponents and turned around to join the ranks of deserters. The entire formation was in pieces. Even if Sun Wu was reborn, it would be impossible to glue it back together and get rid of it.
The light cavalry that was being stalked by the opponent quickly organized themselves into formation under the organization of Zhang Jiang, Lu Qin and others. Instead of embellishing the comrades who were clashing with the enemy's troops, they circled around in two semi-arcs and surrounded those battlefields.
Bystanders on the margins, not giving them a chance to regain their courage and confidence
The Changbai Army could not withstand the cavalry's attacks like water. Wang Bo, who was already red-eyed with defeats, led his soldiers and supervisors to continuously organize new lines of defense. Each time, he helplessly watched the line of defense look like a river beach.
His nostrils collapsed like a sandcastle, and blood was dripping from the corners of his mouth. The armor on his body and the mount on his crotch were also dyed red with blood. Not a drop of the blood belonged to the enemy, but all came from himself and his own minions.
For a moment, he tried to lead a counterattack with his personal guards and supervisory team, not to reverse the results of the battle, but just to spit out bad breath. However, this too "beautiful" wish was quickly shattered by reality, and the officers and soldiers only dispatched two troops.
Hundreds of cavalrymen broke up the counterattack he organized. If it weren't for the rescue efforts of his own soldiers, Wang Bo would not even be able to guarantee that he would have a chance to see the sun tomorrow.
"Master, keep the green mountains alive!" A confidant leader ran to Wang Bo and loudly advised him. He was not the first person to advise Wang Bo to retreat. Several others were hacked to death by Wang Bo on the spot. But this time
, but Wang Bo hesitated for a moment and pointed the blade at the cavalry not far away.
"Zifang, you go, I'll stay and wean everyone off!" The once proud head Wang smiled and ordered in a low voice.
"Master, let's go first. Master, I will avenge everyone in the future!" As if they could see through Wang Bo's thoughts, several guards urged him in unison.
"Revenge?" Wang Bo opened his mouth as if he heard the funniest joke, revealing a pair of jagged teeth. "If I don't leave, I will die with you. We can't run away. Isn't that Li?"
Human, he is not human..." By the end of his laugh, his voice had turned into a sob, and he broke down in tears.
He always thought that the gap between himself and others was only caused by the injustice of fate. Only then did Wang Bo realize that it was just a lie to himself and others. Li's ability and talent were a hundred times that of his. When he encountered such an opponent, the rest of his life was doomed.
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Now that he is a king, why should he be born? Wang Bo, who was once ambitious, would rather die in front of such a rival than spend the rest of his life in confusion.
"Okay, let's die together!" The leader of the soldiers, known as Zifang, laughed miserably, holding a knife and standing next to Wang Bo. Hundreds of minions nearby saw Wang Bo stop his mount, and also laughed wildly, and quickly came to him.
get closer
They were all fellow villagers who evaded military service in the past. After several years of struggle, they are finally coming to an end. Their paths may have gone astray, but their motives for raising the army were definitely not wrong.
They are not weeds and should not be cut down to build ditches. They once tried to build their ideal country, but in the end they achieved nothing except creating disasters.
Everyone is tired, as tired as Wang Bo. Li has done a good job in Boling. If he is the person sent by God to end the troubled times, everyone would rather bear witness to all this with their lives.
"A good man at the foot of Changbai Mountain. He wears a pure red cotton back and crotch..." Someone wiped the blood and tears on his face and sang in a low voice.
"The long branches invade the sky, and the round sword shines in the sun..." The soldiers and the supervisors whispered to each other. They still remembered the wise man and Wang Bo who carried the sword for everyone, instead of pursuing everyone's achievements by standing on everyone's shoulders.
The king's master
Listening to this war song written and composed by himself, Wang Bo felt empty in his heart. He knew that he should not be afraid, and he had nothing to fear. After so many years, countless robes had died, and he was about to reunite with them.
Suddenly, he felt a pain in his neck, and his whole body fell limply on the saddle.
"If you are a master, you can only have a chance if you are alive.
