Chapter 4: The Transformation (Seventh Middle School) Wang Bodang stretched out his hand in vain, but failed to catch Wu Heitai, and only grabbed one hand of Leng Yu. "Forget it!" He looked up to the sky and roared, and poured out the rain and blood in his hand. Throwing forward, he led the remaining dozens of brothers to follow Wu Heitai. The moment he took a step forward, he glanced in the direction of the main camp, with unspeakable disappointment in his eyes.
Like the other commanders of the Wagang Outer Camp, the reason why Wang Bodang worshiped Li Mi as the leader was because he believed that Li Mi was the next true emperor predicted in the Tao Li Zhang, "who can go through so many ups and downs but still survive strong." Those people may have deep blessings!" With this idea in mind, he carried out any order of Li Mi to the letter and looked forward to the day when he would be able to achieve righteousness and no longer be a bandit leader, but a member of the new imperial court. The founding hero of the country is admired by thousands of people in the world
No one is born willing to be a thief, and no one wants their descendants to be pointed at their backs and scolded as "Thieves!" It was Li Mi who told him that if you are good at being a thief, you can become a prince and become a general. Winning the country is the same as robbing, but Everyone slaughtered a fat sheep and then divided the spoils. Wang Bodang accepted this view. He regarded Li Mi as his hope to change his destiny. However, he never expected that the "right one" chosen by God would be so insidious and cunning. A character!
He did not blame Li Mi for buying off the fortune teller Jia Xiong with gold and silver, and coaxing the superstitious Zhai Rang to hand over the position of the head of the Wagang Army to the ancient Gulai Cheng Dynasty. If the Wagang Army continues to be in Zhai Rang's hands, sooner or later, I will be ruined by this unambitious person.
He also didn't blame Li Mi for trying every means to exclude Xu Maogong, who was good at fighting, after he became the head of the family. As the saying goes, "There are no two days in the sky, and there are no two masters in the country." It is not a good thing to have too many core figures on a Wagang Mountain. Generals such as Xu Maogong Being squeezed to the edge of the decision-making circle is the only way for Li Mi to take control of the entire village and show his glory.
But today, Wang Bodang was completely disappointed with Li Mi's behavior. This man actually drove nearly 100,000 brothers to die on the battlefield without any assurance because the army was short of food! What did he think of these brothers? Is it a chess piece that can be swept under the table at any time? What does he think of Uncle Yong Saburo and Wang? Could it be that after experiencing so many dangers together, Li Mi is still afraid that he will realize that his power is weak, just like those philistines? Are you abandoning me like a villain?
Wang Bodang understood Wu Heitai's mood, just as he understood himself at this moment. With his hands waving, he roared at a group of county soldiers who were forming up, clashing left and right, fighting for their lives like a madman.
Wu Heitai swung the iron fork and charged towards Wang Bodang's right side. His body had been injured in many places. Rainwater poured in from the wounds, washing out the white bones. Wu Heitai, who had already been spared, could not feel the pain. He danced like a wheel whistling in the wind, and all those who tried to attack him were directly thrown away by him, lying in the bloody mud rolling in pain. There were fewer and fewer Wagang Army followers following the two of them. It was already difficult to form a complete attack formation, but all the brothers refused to retreat. If the two masters were to die in battle, they would not survive and fall together vigorously. When the time came, they would raise a bowl of Meng Po soup and make wine on the way to death. !
As if frightened by the crazy actions of the Wagang army, the county soldiers' advancement slowed down significantly. They drove the desperate people out of the formation, and then slowly adjusted their formations on the spot. "Stop, stop!" One by one in the center of the formation. , the already soaked battle flag was waved hard by the flag bearer, and spread out with all his strength, as proud as a startling dragon.
Wu Heitao used an iron fork to smash several wooden spears away, and rushed towards the enemy. The enemy who had lost their weapons quickly dispersed and quickly retreated into the protective circle of his companions. "Come on, come on, kill me!" Wu Heitao shouted at the top of his lungs.
As he spoke, his voice was as hoarse as a broken gong. The county soldier in front of him showed a trace of contemptuous pity in his eyes, and he backed up and slowly distanced himself from him.
"Fight, fight if you dare!" Wu Heitai, who felt he was insulted, shouted. He was about to throw himself at his shoulders, but suddenly his arms tightened, and his upper arm was firmly grasped by Wang Bodang. "Get away, I'm afraid you'll die."
Follow me!" He shouted, trying to get rid of the entanglement of his companions and continue to move forward to fight the enemy, but the opponent refused to let go at all. Instead, he pointed his long spear behind the heavy rain curtain, opening and closing his mouth, unable to say a word, his face
His expression is extremely terrifying
Thunder, fine and continuous thunder rolled from the sky, getting closer and closer. Wu Heitai also heard it. In an instant, he felt cold from head to toe. It was not real thunder, it was the sound of horse hooves hitting the ground.
Wu Heitai, who had once been a horse thief, could tell that there were at least a thousand enemy cavalry rushing over, and they were all well-trained.
"Retreat, form a mass formation!" Wu Heitai shouted with all his strength. The enemy did not retreat out of fear, but deliberately retreated to make room for the cavalry coming from the ground. Damn Wang Bodang,
He actually lost his voice at such a critical moment!
"Retreat, form a formation!" The dead soldiers around Wu Heitai and Wang Bodang's soldiers shouted at the top of their lungs at the same time. Suddenly, they found that the Wagang Army in front of them, whose pressure had been greatly reduced, was at a loss. When they heard the shouts, they hurried to the
Gathering around their respective officers
It was too late for everything. A flash of black lightning suddenly flashed behind the big, cold raindrops. Hundreds of feather arrows carried the wind and chill, sowing death and terror in the hearts of the Wagang minions.
It was the Boling Jingqi. They finally appeared. When the Wagang army was exhausted, hundreds of minions appeared. They fell down before they even had time to scream, and red blood spurted hot from the wounds.
The sky intertwined with the pink rain and fell back to the earth, adding a thick layer to the red river.
This is simply a murder. The murderers don't have to think about the risks they will suffer. They use the rain as a cover to plunder lives to their heart's content. The victims can't see where the risk comes from. When they see the cold light behind the rain screen, the heads of bulls and the faces of horses.
He has put his hands on their shoulders
"Array, form!" Wu Heita shouted loudly, urging the minions around him to use the most appropriate method to protect themselves. But except for himself and Wang Bodang's subordinates, no one was willing to obey this order.
The minions were stunned. Some people actually rushed towards the arrows and were shot alive into hedgehogs. Some people were smart enough to bend down, thinking that this way they would not be targeted by the enemy. Several streams of arrows came flying with raindrops, and they shot
Wear leather armor and smash them all into the red mud
It only lasted about six breaths, but to the people of Wagang who were wandering on the edge of life and death, it seemed like hundreds of years. They screamed desperately, using all the words they could speak to curse the murderer loudly.
, cursing the evil spirits who use rainwater as a killing tool, the leader is so desperate that he even raises his knife to the sky, inviting the evil spirits who may be hiding behind the dark clouds to show up and fight. The answer to him is still a cold arrow, shot down the throat,
It came out from behind the neck, and at the same time brought out large volumes of blood.
"Come out, come out, Mr. Li, I know you are there!" Wu Heitai was also crazy, wishing to see his opponent die immediately. He waved the steel fork and smashed the rain and flowing arrows outward. Finally, he got his wish.
A war horse broke through the rain and appeared fifty steps away from him. It was a pure black Teller from the Western Regions. It was four years old, taller than an ordinary war horse by a head, and half a shoulder wider. It was majestic.
The enemy general on horseback ignored anyone's provocation, neatly put away his bow, pointed his sword forward with one hand, and more than a thousand cavalry lined up with several steel knives, slashing Wu Heitai's heart.
(Note 1) "Li Xu!" Wu Heitai let out a desperate cry in his heart. It was his old friend Li Xu. He hadn't seen him for many years. The old boy had completely changed his appearance.
, he recognized the horse that looked like the legendary god of heaven, Peter, and he also recognized the black sword. Wu Heitai could even identify the tactics used by the opponent, which was clearly a combination of the two cavalry tactics from the Central Plains and the Desert.
crystallized product, in which the shadow of the Turkic Wolf Rider can still be vaguely seen.
How could the exhausted Wagang army hold back such a tiger and wolf division? The moment the cavalry raised their swords, the killing had already begun. More than a thousand light armored cavalry were divided into several squads, and swept towards the Wagang horses like the wind.
The hoof splashed large areas of mud, and when the mud fell, the sword light also swept over. The people in Wagang raised their weapons numbly to save themselves, but they blocked a gap. The horizontal knife struck them like a whip, splitting the armor in two.
Duan, cut a long incision in the skin under the armor. It is not deep, but it is enough to drain away all the physical strength of the person in an instant.
"Ah!" A Wagang minion who had been stabbed screamed. The gash on his body extended from his shoulder to his lower abdomen. Red blood spurted out from the gash like water. The executioner who held the sword endlessly
He rushed past him without looking back, swatting at the next target. The wounded man's screams suddenly stopped, and the unconscious body staggered a few steps in the rain, then jumped forward, splashing a huge ball.
of red
The cavalry were like tigers entering the flock, hunting their opponents wantonly. Their techniques were extremely simple. They just stretched their right arms diagonally and kept swinging their swords. But with the help of the war horses, this extremely simple technique actually worked.
It exerted unimaginable lethality. The Wagang crowd could not stop it at all. Even the request to slow down the cavalry could not be done. Several huge cracks were cut out in the panic-stricken crowd in an instant.
, extending deeper and deeper in the dark black wind and rain, until the entire array is cut into several segments.
Li Xu almost brushed the tip of Wu Heita's steel fork and rushed over. The two armies were fighting and he was not allowed to stop and fight alone. He had to seize this opportunity and disperse the Wagang Army's queue as quickly as possible.
, cut down the morale of the people in Wagang.
The enemy's commander is not a mediocre person, he is just a bit impatient and lacks actual combat experience. Over time, this person will naturally see the flaws of the county soldiers, but Asahi, who has been in battle for a long time, will never give it to his opponent.
Taking the opportunity to readjust his tactics, he spurred his war horse and rushed forward quickly despite the wind and rain. Zhou Daniu followed behind him, holding up a red battle flag with both hands. The rain-soaked flag weighed more than pig iron, but Daniu refused to let go of the battle flag.
Rolled up, the arms waved the battle flag with all their strength, and rolled up in the wind and rain, making continuous crisp sounds of "pop! pop", and red juice splashed everywhere with the crisp sound. It was unclear whether it was the color of human blood or fabric.
The water on the ground has already covered the horse's hooves, as if ignited by the lightning that keeps falling from the sky, and is as beautiful as fire. Several spearmen rushed over on the "flame", trying to create a miracle with their personal bravery. Li Xu used a black knife to deflect the stabbings.
He pointed at his own gun head and waved his arms sharply. The spearmen fell down one after another, as if they had lost their puppets.
"Kill them through!" Li Xu swung his sword and shouted a bolt of lightning that tore through the sky, imprinting his proud figure on the rain curtain. "Kill them through!" Zhou Daniu led his soldiers and shouted in unison, without any doubt about the feasibility of the order.
The cavalry's blades passed over the enemy's neck, passing over the bodies of the Wagonians. The horse's hooves trampled over the enemy's corpse, stepping over the broken battle flag. Blood splashed to both sides along the path of the cavalry, and their faces were splashed with red mud.
The Wagang people did not have the courage to avenge Paoze who died in the battle, and watched helplessly as the war horses got further and further away from them.
"Stop, stop, pull them down!" Wang Bodang's voice was softer than a mosquito, but it revealed endless despair. If he just watched the cavalry kill the people in Wagang, most of the people present would not even run for their lives.
There was no chance for him to respond to his orders. The stunned Wagang Army could not even think of escaping. Many people stood frozen beside Pao Ze's body, as if what happened in front of them was not the truth, but the truth.
A nightmare that wakes up when you turn over
"Dharma Master, Dharma Master, what are you going to do...ah!" Wang Bodang vomited blood, and then roared hoarsely. He could no longer shout a complete sentence. He knew that death was close at hand, even if you knew you couldn't win the bet.
Come on, at least get some of your capital back!' He shouted in his heart, but there was still no sound in the camp. Li Mi seemed to be asleep, and didn't see anything that happened in front of him.
Suddenly, Wang Bodang closed his mouth, picked up the long spear with one arm, and ran staggeringly towards his camp. He heard the sound of horse hooves again. It was another group of cavalry, heading toward the Watou at a completely different angle from the previous one.
When Gang Jun came to kill Wang Bo, he didn't want to take care of it anymore. He swore that if he was not dead, he would catch Li Mi and ask him.
"I am the real one, and I will never lose!" Li Mi said with a wry smile at the Wagang military camp. There were more than a thousand soldiers beside him who were responsible for supervising the battle, and there were enough for another counterattack.
"Wagang!" Li Mi shouted, urging his war horses, and the battlefield was flooded with pouring rain, blocking his way back.
