The sound of the trumpet sounded, and Wanqi Yuxie grabbed the horizontal knife that had been held in his mouth, and like a big bird, he flew down from the camp wall.[]
~In those days, when walking around the world, jumping up and down was commonplace. The camp wall under his feet, which was less than five feet high, was simply a decoration for him. His arms would grab any fulcrum on the wall that he could use for strength, and his legs would be slightly
If you use your strength, you can jump over it.
A sentry on duty was helplessly looking at the approaching torches outside the camp wall, his eyes full of fear. He didn't expect that a big living person would suddenly jump out of his head, and he was frightened to death.
, screamed, raised his spear and stabbed the opponent randomly. Wanqi Yuxiao turned slightly sideways to avoid the approaching spear edge. Then he stretched out his hand and grabbed it. Then, he moved his left arm back hard.
, the other hand raised the blade and swiped it along the spear shaft, severing the opponent's throat in a flash of lightning.
"Uh!" "Uh!" The pupils of the sentry opposite him suddenly grew bigger. He dropped his spear and blocked his neck with his fingers in despair, trying to stuff the blood and life back into his body. He spun around in vain.
Wandering in place, he suddenly opened his arms and stretched out into the dark night sky, as if a baby was asking for a hug from its mother. Then, with a sigh-like groan, he fell straight down with a satisfied smile.
When several other sentries who were blowing horns to warn heard the sound, they dropped their horns and drew their swords to move closer to the attackers. Wanqi Yuxiao showed no fear on his face. He raised his horizontal sword and rushed towards the enemy group. He first cut off one
He took out a spear, and then used the blade to sweep off half of the head. Then he grabbed half of the spear shaft from the corpse with his left hand, turned around and swept away. The sentries screamed and retreated, and Wan Qi Yu Xie quickly followed up, the sword flashed and splashed out.
Red wave.
"Surround him, surround him! Don't let him get close to the city gate!" A man who looked like a famous junior high school student shouted loudly, leading more soldiers on duty to surround him, trying to trap Wanqi Yuxie to death with the help of their numbers. Not yet.
When they completed the circle, dozens more black shadows jumped down from above their heads. Where the sword fell, blood splashed more than three feet high, dyeing the brand-new village wall a bright red.
These people are all swordsmen from the Jianghu who followed Wang Xun in his night raids. Ever since that snowy night, they have completely fallen in love with the joy of killing and have completely integrated into the Anxi Army. In the past two years, as
Wang Xun's war flag marched east and west, and everyone climbed over countless high walls in others' eyes, each time sowing fear and humiliation into other people's nightmares.
Their name is Huya Camp. There are only more than fifty people, but they have a separate battle flag. If the Anxi Army is compared to a tiger, they are the sharp teeth of this tiger. Every time they attack, they are exactly the same.
Bite the enemy's throat. He never makes a mistake, and he doesn't allow himself to make any mistakes.
Tonight, they were still the most dazzling presence. As the last swordsman landed, Wanqi Yuxie quickly pointed the blade at the camp gate not far away, "Seize the door!" He shouted loudly and swung the knife to chop down the people blocking him.
The enemy sentries in front of them shouted and rushed towards the entrance of the camp.
"Seize the door!" Chu Duyan and other heroes pulled out knives from the enemy corpses, followed closely behind Wanqi Yuxie. There was also a small group of sentries blowing horns at the camp gate to warn them, and they were frightened by the gods of murder falling from mid-air.
With his legs weak, he managed to hold on for a few moves, then abandoned a dozen corpses and retreated into the depths of the camp in embarrassment.
"Array up, be alert!" Wan Qi Yu Xie yelled again, swung his knife to cut off the chain on the door latch, then dropped the horizontal knife, and joined forces with Chu Duiyan to pull the door latch. The other brothers formed a semicircle in tacit understanding
The array was used to protect the two commanders within the circle and prevent the rebels from approaching. "Creak", with a heart-wrenching sound, the thick door latch was pulled by the combined efforts of Wanqi Yuxie and Chu Duyan.
Out. Immediately afterwards, the two of them each grabbed a camp door and quickly retreated. The entire guard circle composed of swordsmen also expanded rapidly.
"Creak, creak, creak, creak, creak," the two camp doors groaned, getting farther and farther apart. The cold wind roared in with snow particles, blowing the torches left by the rebels near the camp gates.
. Several swordsmen grabbed leather bags filled with grease from behind and poured it on the door panel. Then they grabbed a torch from the ground and lit it on the grease stain. "Boom", flames rose into the sky, and the two doors opened.
The door instantly turned into two huge fireballs, illuminating the entire doorway.
"Boom" five war horses rushed into the camp with snowflakes. The front was illuminated by the fire and flashed - Piao Astronomy - Point Hanxing. Wang Xun on the horse nodded towards Wanqi Yuxie and others, and then
His legs hit the stirrups vigorously. The BMW horse from the Western Region spread its hooves and struck deep into the enemy camp like lightning.
"Boom", five more war horses came in parallel, following the five horses in front, and plunged straight into the depths of the enemy camp.
"Boom boom boom"
"Boom, boom, boom!" The third wave, the fourth wave, the fifth wave, an endless stream of cavalry from afar, pouring into the rebel camp like a flood, sweeping away a group of cavalry who had just arrived to fight for the camp gate.
The rebels were defeated head-on, and then they chased after them and were trampled to pieces with their horses' hooves.
Wanqi Yuxie and Chu Duyan waved at Wang Xun's back, regardless of whether their superiors could see it or not. Then they picked up the horizontal knife from the ground again and pushed it towards the north and south sides against the camp gate. Every few steps
After taking a few steps, he stopped, used his blade to cut the ropes tied between the camp wall fences, and together with the other swordsmen, knocked down the wooden fences one by one to the ground.
The gap at the camp gate widened, and more and more cavalry poured in through the gap. At first, there were five horses in a row, which quickly became seven horses in a row, and then ten horses in a row.
When Zhu Wuyi and Ma Yue arrived with the leading battalion, the recruits quickly took over the duties of the Huya Camp. In groups of three or five, they worked together to deal with a wooden stake, and soon the enemy camp was completely occupied.
The east-facing camp wall was riddled with holes.
Wanqi Yuxie and Chu Duyan wiped the sweat from their faces and quickly walked towards their respective mounts. The battle was still going on, and they did not want to be bystanders. The horses, which had been waiting impatiently, roared with joy and did not wait for their masters to sit down.
After stabilizing his body, he rushed forward. Following the bloody path opened by other mounts, he went straight to the center of the camp.
In the center of the camp, a fierce battle was going on. Wang Xun was already soaked with blood, and the long spear in his hand was like a black dragon. Every time he waved it, it could take away a life.
The commander of the personal guards, Wang Shisan, held a knife in one hand and a torch in the other, guarding Wang Xun's side. Whenever Wang Xun advanced a few steps, he would pass the torch to the tent closest to him. The flames were mixed with thick smoke, and the old man instantly rose up.
Gao, the rebel soldiers who were hiding in the tent and trying to pretend to be dead didn't even bother to put on their clothes and ran out naked. Sha Qianli, who was closely behind Wang Xun, led the team to rush forward and beat them directly with horse hooves.
It fell to the ground.
Allied generals such as Axilanda, Baoerbo, and Helusosuo led their respective troops to spread the disaster towards the two wings of the main force. Their attack power was far inferior to that of the veterans of the Anxi Army, but they were better because of their large numbers. Each
A tribal warrior held a torch and a scimitar. He cut down anyone who was not wearing Anxi military uniforms and burned tents when he saw them, turning the enemy camp into a pot of porridge. Many rebel soldiers could not even tell what their opponents looked like.
I didn't even have time to see clearly, so I muddleheadedly acted like a ghost under the sword. Pieces of tents were set on fire, and the heat waves came one after another, and the corpses of people and horses were roasting and making a sizzling sound.
The flames mixed with thick smoke quickly surged into the sky, illuminating the dark night sky as bright as day. The lead-gray clouds were burnt by the smoke and soon formed circles of bright edges. Between the clouds and the clouds
At the junction, the pink-white masses slowly unrolled, like countless unwilling souls, wailing and looking at the bodies in the camp.
Looking down from the sky, the scene inside the camp is even more tragic. It seems as if a fire dragon is angry, roaring and rampaging through the camp. Everywhere it passes, there are mutilated corpses on the ground. And based on the fire dragon's
The body is the core, and there are countless large and small fire crows, fire snakes, fire oxen, and fire horses flying and wreaking havoc. When they see people, they pounce on them and bite them over. When they see tents, they pounce on them and set them on fire.
Burn it without hesitation.
The soldiers of the Dayan Kingdom who had just been awakened from their sleep were trembling and struggling, unwilling to accept their tragic fate. It was obvious that they were still dozens of miles away from Chang'an City, and the commander was clearly deliberately avoiding the main force of the Anxi Army. Who would have expected that the opponent would still come from the darkness?
They couldn't believe the facts in front of them, and they couldn't organize effective resistance. They could only struggle and escape in vain, and then they were turned over by the horns of the fire dragon, swallowed by the fire crows and fire snakes, and turned into one body after another.
A charred corpse.
The fire dragon showed no mercy. It roared and continued to pounce forward. It engraved the fear of death deeply into the souls of every rebel soldier. It was impossible to resist. This was a demonic dragon from hell.
It was simply not something that ordinary people could handle. Soon, the soldiers of Dayan Kingdom who had just woken up from their sleep collapsed. Many of them did not even dare to wear clothes, and escaped from their tents, their own camps, and ran into the cold depths with their buttocks bare.
In the wilderness, there is no direction and no direction can be found.
More people chose to kneel down and surrender. They raised their hands above their heads, and their bare shoulders and buttocks were clearly illuminated by the torches. When the cold wind blew, the hairs on the skin stood up, and small pimples appeared one after another.
From the neck to the top of the thighs, they are densely covered.
No one dares to put down their hands to cover up. At this moment, coldness and shame are nothing. Survival is the first priority in life. In order to survive, they can kowtow to the enemy and call the enemy their father or grandfather. Hold the enemy soldiers in their arms.
The horse's hoof, licking away the blood and dirt on it with your tongue
.But their enemies showed no mercy at all. As long as there was a living creature in front of them, they would immediately ride on their horses without hesitation.
His body was frozen by cold and fear, and he could not make proper dodge movements at all. The rebel soldier standing in front of the horse was trampled to the ground by the horse's hooves before he could even grunt. Following closely, was the second horse, the third horse.
Three and the fourth war horse, where the iron hoof fell, each living life came to an end. Come and share
