The chaos continued, and the faint smell of blood filled the air.

On June 18th, in the afternoon, smoke columns were rising in Yanzhou City.

It was still midsummer at this time, the bright sunshine was shining down, and the shades of trees were clearly swaying on the roads in the city. Amidst the chirping of cicadas, the unmistakable cry of killing spread throughout the city. The people closed their doors and stayed at home in fear.

Waiting for the development of the matter, there were also some who had bloody intentions. They picked up knives and sticks and called three or five neighbors to come out and kill the Xixia people.

Yanzhou had been ruled by the Western Army for many years. When the people were still bloody and powerless, they had no choice but to hide in humiliation. However, when an army entered the city, they followed it and vented their anger. After all, they still had the courage.

There was also a gray-haired old woman who opened the courtyard door, carried a bucket of well water, and took a few dates. She was waiting tremblingly to give food and drink to the soldiers who came in. When she saw the soldiers coming in, she handed them to them. She asked in her mouth.

: "Have the heavenly soldiers arrived? Has Mr. Zhong returned?"

The soldier then pointed to the black flag in the rear: "We are Xiaocanghe, the Chinese Army!"

The old woman may not understand what she said, but she started to cry in her eyes: "My child is already dead. He was killed by them..." When the Xixia people came, the army massacred the city. After ruling for half a year, only the few in the city were killed.

There are more than just one or two families left with widowers and widowers.

The small group of soldiers they encountered were stunned for a moment, then swept forward to support the street fighting.

A team ran across the street and stopped for a while in the small square at the end of the street. Some people panted and sat down on the corner of the roadside. This was the second company of the first battalion of the second regiment of the Chinese Army. Mao Yishan was among them and had already killed

He was covered in sweat and had just washed himself with river water at noon. Now half of his body was covered in blood. His hands were tied to the handle of the steel knife. When he was untied, he was shaking slightly.

Platoon leader Hou Wu is better than him. Not far away is Qu Qing, who is walking with them with his upper body exposed. His skin is dark and solid, and his muscles are knotted. There are bandages from his left shoulder to his right ribs, and they are already covered in bandages.

There was blood and dust. He stood there, opened his mouth slightly, and tried hard to breathe evenly. Still holding the knife in his right hand, he reached out with his left hand, grabbed the wooden ladle in the bucket brought by a soldier, took a sip, and then poured it out.

on the head.

"Haha... it's so cool——"

Everyone knew that he had led soldiers in the past and had a calm and reserved personality that would not be easily exposed to others. But at this time, the man's right hand was trembling slightly. He shouted this, even though he was extremely tired, but it came from the bottom of his heart.

, the excitement is uncontrollable.

Behind, some people also shouted loudly: "That's right!"

"This is how we should fight! This is how we should fight -"

“Enjoyable!”

There was a slight tremor in the words. It was a mixture of great excitement, arrogance and fatigue.

In front of the field of vision, more people were killing each other from a distance, their morale was high and they were hungry and thirsty.

From the time they came out of the mountain yesterday, the entire attack speed of the Black Flag Army was so fast that even the soldiers in the army felt surprised and shocked. Sun Tzu's Art of War said that its speed is like wind, its aggression is like fire, and its movement is like fire.

Like Thunder, it is said that it is not easy for an army to achieve this level. However, since yesterday, the Black Flag Army rushed out from the mountains, and the entire strategic level was really like a knife. They sacrificed their lives and moved forward in an indomitable way.

No matter how big or small the battle is, everything will collapse when touched!

In the hearts of many soldiers, this battle has never been seen as too simple. The pressure they have experienced in the past year and the gradual recognition of the people around them made them have no hesitation when they came out of the mountain. But Xixia is not a soft persimmon.

When it was impossible to imagine, more than 9,000 people went out together to give the opponent a hard blow. But for himself, such an action would inevitably lead to a narrow escape. However, when he went out with such a will to die, he defeated several people in two days.

Tens of thousands of troops marched into Yanzhou City without stopping. Many people in the army even thought that what we encountered were just miscellaneous soldiers from Xixia.

Only people like Qu Qing can understand what kind of military spirit this is. He once commanded the army of the Wu Dynasty and was annihilated by the Jurchen cavalry. Later, in Xia Village, he watched this army narrowly escape defeating the Yuan Dynasty.

The army, and then the rebellion, the year of suppression and tempering in Xiaocang River gave them something too powerful.

No matter how rigorous the training is, it cannot increase a person's physical fitness by two or three times. However, when thousands of people rush against each other like an angry tide, the sword slashed out at the moment of contact with the enemy determines how powerful an army is.

The Xixia people are not weak. They formed formations according to training, and when engaging the enemy, they wielded their blades and stabbed the spear points according to the training. The biggest thought of these people around them was to kill the enemies in front of them with one sword. Not only did they kill them, but they also

Try to push and knock away the barrier in front.

Many people believe that when facing the enemy, soldiers are surrounded by tens of millions of people. Whether they can kill the enemy and survive can only depend on training and luck. This is certainly true for most armies. But in fact

, when the training reaches a certain level, the soldiers' desire and fanaticism for fighting, as well as the coexistence of sobriety, can still determine the situation at the moment of confrontation.

When eight people fall down on one side and only two on the other side at the moment of the confrontation, the gap in that moment is enough to cause the world to collapse. In such a battle, the outcome is determined by the first two or three rows of the army.

If the two or three rows collapse too quickly, the ones behind them will be pushed away, causing an overwhelming retreat.

Of course, it is extremely difficult to create such soldiers, but after a year in Xiaocanghe, at least at this moment, Qu Qing knew that such a group of soldiers gathered around him.

His arms were shaking slightly at this time, and the blood in his chest was still surging. With such a group of companions around him, what would happen if he met the resentful army a few years ago, and what would happen if he met the Jurchens, may just be a slightly emotional imagination. But what happens next?

Whatever happens, basically there won’t be too much confusion.

"Whose sword is not stained with blood?"

"No!"

"Then...the battle is not over yet, have you killed enough!?

"No--"

After a short rest, everyone stood up with great momentum!

With a bang, the door was pushed open. The one-eyed general wearing a black eyepatch and a black cloak did not stop and walked forward, surrounded by a guard team. On the way forward, in the courtyard, the banners of the Xixia people fell down, and corpses lay everywhere.

Chen. Huge balloons flew overhead.

In a courtyard further ahead, there are many large vehicles placed. This is obviously the area where the previous fierce fighting was. One large vehicle is still burning. Soldiers of the Chinese Army are carrying buckets and are dousing the flames. Many people have gathered.

At this point, there was more or less blood on his body. There were rows of warehouses around him. Chen Tuozi took a wet towel and wiped the blood on his face and walked towards this side. Sweat and more enemy blood had already appeared on his face.

It mixed together and condensed into an unpleasant smell.

This smell may be truly terrifying to the enemy.

"General, Ji La Sele was caught off guard and has not yet arranged for large-scale burning of grain. Most of it is newly harvested wheat and the Xixia people's previous military rations."

The door of the warehouse opened. Piles of cloth bags were displayed in front of him, like a hill. Qin Shaoqian took a look: "How many other grain depots are there?"

"They've all been taken."

The biggest problem facing Xiaocanghe is the lack of food. Chen Tuozi and others have been lying in wait in Yanzhou City for a long time and have already explored the locations of several grain depots. After breaking through the north gate, the first task of several elite troops is to raid

In these grain depots, the Xixia people always felt that they had the upper hand, and they never thought of burning grain.

"The battle in the city needs to end quickly, but there will be many Xixia soldiers remaining in Yanzhou. We don't have time to stay and clean up. You have been here for several months. Have you already contacted the locals?"

The fighting in the city had not yet stopped. Qin Shaoqian took a look, asked questions, and walked out. Chen Tuozi, who was born in the underworld, blinked his small eyes, sinister and bloodthirsty: "There are some local gangs who are willing to take action, and they also put forward conditions.

hey-hey……"

"No matter the conditions, you will keep your manpower. The other five regiments will leave two hundred men for you. Gather the wounded in Yanzhou City and keep an eye on these grain depots. The army will take five days of grain and grass, and everything else will be discussed later.

.”

Chen Tuozi blinked: "Do you want the army to continue moving forward? General, I am willing to follow and kill the enemy. Yanzhou has been peaceful, and it is really pointless to stay."

The two of them had walked out together at this time. Qin Shaoqian turned around and patted him on the shoulder: "We need someone who can hold our ground here. You have been with Brother Ning for so long. You have stayed in Yanzhou City for several months. The most disappointing thing is

Don’t worry. We’re going to fight the slow, and going to Yanzhou takes advantage of being caught off guard. But it’s meaningless to just go to Yanzhou. The next step is to really sink the boat. If something goes wrong, you’ll be there to deal with it.”

These words were simple, but extremely heavy. Chen Tuozi nodded and raised his hands. Qin Shaoqian got on his horse and also raised his hands in salute: "Brother Chen, take care."

"General, take care. Everyone, take care."

Inside Yanzhou City, blood flowed and battle scars poured out. A large number of Xixia soldiers had retreated from the west and southwest of Yanzhou. The chasing Black Flag Army soldiers also continued to come out from the rear. In the mountains to the northwest outside the city

, the whirlpool of fighting is still going on, and the flag of Jirasele has fallen. However, the teams chasing him are like crazy tigers. From the time they entered the city, these teams have penetrated directly into his formation. By this time,

Still holding on tight.

Because the psychological expectations when sending troops were too high, at this time, there were many Black Flag Army soldiers inside and outside Yanzhou who felt that they had not killed enough. Especially for these generals of the army, they had a huge influence on a certain part of the young soldiers in Xiaocang River.

The temptation is because the current spiritual leader of Xiaocanghe killed an emperor.

A small number of personal guards and a large number of broken troops surrounded Jirasele. The Xixia general stood on the ground holding his spear, with suppressed tightness and pain in his chest. This soldier came from the mountains, which he had killed from

An army he had never seen before. Even when he saw it before him, he was still a little confused. In just two days, the world was turned upside down, tens of thousands of troops collapsed, and the opponent was as aggressive as a wolf and tiger. From an objective point of view, he could know why he

The reason for the failure is just... still incomprehensible.

It was simply a huge disparity in combat power. At the moment of the confrontation, the intensity of the battle that the other party suddenly broke out was far beyond the ability of an ordinary army. There was no problem with his command, his strategy, and the defense he had set previously.

There is nothing wrong with the city plan, but there is no plan at all. It is prepared to deal with so many things that go beyond common sense.

Just like the comparison of the combat power between Jurchen soldiers and Wu Dynasty soldiers. When the Wu Dynasty generals accepted the fact that the Jurchens were powerful and faced off against the Jurchen army, they could still have interactions. If from the beginning, everyone would put each other on the same level

If we go up and measure it, then only one hedging is needed, and no matter how many troops the Wu Dynasty has, they will only be defeated.

In the land of the northwest, the Xixia army already has the advantage. Even if they face the Zhejia army, it is not a bad choice to confront each other. Who would have expected that such an unconventional team would suddenly pop out of the mountains?

Huge chaos swept over, and faintly, the sun on the horizon turned orange, and the shouts of killing were getting closer and closer. In the last few visions, he saw a young general not far away who was covered in red and had been killed.

A mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, shouting: "My——" He tilted his head slightly. Someone was holding a steel knife and chopped it off on the head——

In Yanzhou, the Xixia Ganzhou and Gansu military divisions led by Ji Lasailer only lasted two days in the northwest. On the afternoon of June 18th, the city of Yanzhou was broken, and the Xixia army was defeated and dispersed like a sea wave.

.And after the sudden attack from the mountain, this sudden army acted like a madman. At this time, it had only completed the first half of the step.

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Boom--wow--

Lightning flashed across the gloomy rain curtain, and thunder could be heard amidst the heavy rain.
To be continued...