The scout nodded in response: "The fighting was very fierce, and the entire camp, including the soldiers and horses posted outside, were mobilized."
Can the entire army be mobilized and the number of soldiers and horses attacked be very large? It must be at least tens of thousands of people, right?
"There are so many soldiers and horses in Huazhou?" Fang Er asked.
"It doesn't necessarily mean there are many soldiers and horses." Li Minglou said, "It should be white-robed soldiers."
It can make Fan Yang's soldiers run away looking at the white robes. This fierce name is not shouted out, but made of flesh and blood. Such fierce soldiers and horses, knowing that Fan Yang's soldiers are stationed nearby, will definitely come to kill the enemy.
"Then we..." Fang Er said.
This is such an unexpected surprise. God will actually help her?
"Of course we are helping him kill the thief, and using him to kill the thief." Li Minglou had already stood up, his eyes shining in the dark night, and raised his hand to order: "Kill him."
Figures turned up on the ground in the dark night, horses gathered together, torches lit up the light-armored Jianxing, turning into a fire dragon and pounced towards the dark night ahead.
"kill!"
"kill!"
A ferocious-looking Fan Yang soldier rushed over, and the long knife in his hand pierced a white-robed soldier, tearing apart the formation here. He roared and jumped in, but the next moment the spears on both sides pierced his body left and right,
He fell to the ground and died with a ferocious smile on his face.
The hole torn here was immediately repaired.
Such tears and repairs are happening more and more, and the phalanx has been significantly reduced.
"General." The two generals gathered around Xiang Nan, looking a little solemn. "They have more and more troops. Our way back will be blocked. If we don't leave now, we won't be able to leave."
Xiang Nan held the spear and stabbed an attacking Fan Yang soldier lightly: "We can't leave. If we leave now, we will be dead."
For other Daxia soldiers, this kind of fighting would have been beaten to the point of collapse. The white-robed soldiers rely on their sharpness to fight without fear of life and death. Once they retreat, their sharpness will be lost. In front of so many Fan Yang soldiers, there must be one
None of them can survive.
The two generals obviously also knew this truth. They had not always been invincible until now, but what they encountered this time was tougher than all the previous ones.
"That's the handsome flag." A general shouted out loud when he saw the front. In the late spring and early summer, the days were long and the nights were gradually turning blue. In the misty green light, there was a handsome flag approaching, carrying more fierce and rolling troops.
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Xiang Nan holds the gun in front of him and looks in the direction of Shuai Qi, but not at Shuai Qi, but at a figure getting closer and closer under Shuai Qi. You can clearly see the ferocious smile on his face.
"So it's you." Xiang Nan also had a smile on his face, "That's great, wait until I kill you."
The two generals and Private Chen beside them were shocked.
"No one will put themselves in danger," they shouted.
Xiang Nan looked ahead: "I was going to die in his hands, and dying today is just another death."
If he doesn't die today, he will truly escape.
After saying that, he grabbed his spear and stabbed Fan Yang's soldiers who were rushing from both sides or from the front, slashing mountains and seas towards the commander-in-chief.
The generals with tens of thousands of soldiers and horses have personally committed suicide. The opponent is really bound to win, so this time everyone should die in the battle. The two generals have become clear in their hearts that this day will come sooner or later, although they don't want to die.
, if you want to die, then die.
They roared and attacked Fan Yang's soldiers on both sides with swords and spears.
The green light opened the night, and the whole land became brighter, but the densely packed soldiers and horses on the land became more and more crowded together.
The formation can no longer be seen. The main soldiers are fighting with swords, guns and clubs, and the auxiliary soldiers are doing their best to accompany and support. Both sides are red-eyed and are holding on with just one breath.
The white robes were all stained with blood, and they were shrinking as they were surrounded by people.
At this point in the fight, there was no need to judge the superiority of the fierce force between the two sides. The number of soldiers and horses became the key. All the soldiers and horses of Fan Yangbing came in. The seven thousand white-robed soldiers still had a slim chance of survival in front of tens of thousands of Fan Yangbing.
...
"The Li family's little son-in-law!" Sun Zhe shouted, "You will cry in front of your father-in-law soon!"
The heavy long knife cut down, the slender spear was raised, and the two people staggered and approached.
Xiang Nan looked at him and curled his lips: "If you die, I wonder if Ankang Mountain will treat you like a child and cry."
Ankangshan is a seductress, and Sun Zhe's mother had an affair with Ankangshan, and Sun Zhe was favored and treated favorably by Ankangshan.
Sun Zhe's originally red face turned even redder. He yelled, twisted his body, and the long knife slid out of the spear with a streak of fire.
Xiang Nan unloaded his spear, blocked Sun Zhe's sword, dragged the spear to the ground, twisted around and walked away.
Sun Zhe jumped up with his sword, and at the moment when he was about to strike, he froze, he sheathed the sword and fell backwards. Even so, a white spear still stabbed his shoulder...
Unfortunately, it was only the shoulder that was stabbed. There was armor on the shoulder, and the spear was blocked and could not penetrate.
Blood gushes from under the armor.
When Xiang Nan was about to turn over and push his spear again, Fan Yang soldiers on both sides were already slashing at him, and the spears retracted causing a ripple.
Sun Zhe took two steps back and was hugged by the soldiers. He was panting, his eyes were red and he was sweating. Fortunately, he was alert, otherwise he would have been stabbed through the neck...
"Kill him! Kill him! Kill Xiang Nan!" He shouted, pointing his long knife at the besieged white-robed young general. He no longer jokingly called the Li family's son-in-law, but named him by name, "Kill Xiang Nan! Rewards.
A thousand taels of gold!”
More Fan Yang soldiers came under the heavy reward, and the white-robed soldiers were unable to support them. They saw the moth-like Fan Yang soldiers covering Xiang Nan, but at this moment, there was a commotion among the surrounding soldiers and horses, making a louder noise.
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"There are reinforcements! There are reinforcements!"
Accompanied by the noisy sound of crossbows and arrows, soldiers and horses bounced and fell while screaming.
There are actually reinforcements? Are there any soldiers and horses in Huazhou who dare to come? Sun Zhe stared and saw a group of soldiers and horses coming from the west direction. They were lightly armored and fast horses. At this time, the soldiers and horses in front were holding crossbows.
At first glance, it was estimated that there were two thousand people.
At this point in the fight, the number of people has become the key to victory or defeat.
"They are not wearing white robes." Sun Zhe shouted, "They are just here to show off!"
They have seen many of these Daxia soldiers and horses, and they can scare them away as long as they look fierce!
After the rain of arrows, Fan Yang's soldiers reacted one after another. Those on the periphery roared fiercely and rushed towards the running soldiers and horses. At the same time, the group of soldiers and horses also rushed towards them like crazy.
The two armies collided almost in the blink of an eye, like tofu hitting the wall. Fan Yang's soldiers were shaken with blood and flesh flying everywhere. Sun Zhe's lingering voice hadn't dissipated yet, and his eyes widened even more...
A melee started inside and outside, and at the same time, arrows continued to fly. Fan Yang soldiers were wearing fine armor, and white-robed soldiers were among them, but this still couldn't stop the flying arrows from accurately penetrating their bodies.
throat.
What kind of magic archer? Sun Zhe looked over there. The soldiers and horses running towards him merged into the formation to fight in an instant. There were still more than a dozen people left outside the formation, surrounding a handsome flag. The black handsome flag seemed to be shining in the night.
A piece of it collapsed, casting a shadow below which revealed a tall man wearing only light armor and holding a heavy bow.
With a whoosh, three arrows flew into the formation. Two Fan Yang soldiers fell to the ground, and the other covered his face and rolled on the ground.
The previous three arrows flew out, and the man had already set up another three arrows, and shot out again with a whoosh sound. There was almost no gap between the three arrows.
He was the only one outside the formation holding a bow and shooting arrows. He seemed like three or ten people.
Who is this person? Sun Zhe yelled angrily, brandished his sword and rushed towards this side. After just a few steps, there were a few bangs, and seven or eight Fan Yang soldiers were lifted up.
Sun Zhe turned around and saw Xiang Nan, who was under siege, leaping up, piercing a Fan Yang soldier with his spear, leaping up and flipping in the air, holding the spear horizontally in his hand, pointing at Sun Zhe...
Sun Zhe's eyes widened, and Li Minglou's eyes widened in the distance.
Xiang Nan!
She raised her hand and pressed Fang Er's shoulder.
Fang Er's body shape did not change at all, but the arrow on the bow was held back.
"Xiang Nan." He blurted out in a low voice, looking surprised.
Xiang Nan is actually a white-robed soldier? Isn't he a Xuanwu Dao soldier? And at this time in his previous life, he should have been near the capital. After the Xuanwu Dao chaos, he followed the team to kill the enemy near the capital...
Why did he appear here? Wearing a white robe stained red with blood, holding a long spear, he rushed towards General Fan Yang in the light of swords from all sides...
Sun Zhe raised his sword to meet him, and with a sharp blow, Xiang Nan flipped over his head...
Before it could land, Sun Zhe's knife flew like snowflakes, accompanied by angry howls, Sun Zhe was really going crazy, why, why, why, you all die, you all die, you all die!
The two of them fought in a melee, no one could get close to them, regardless of the enemy or friends. Facing the crazy Sun Zhe, Xiang Nan defended more than he attacked...
Looking at the two people who were entangled with swords and guns clashing together, Fang Er could feel the hands on his shoulders trembling slightly.
This is an opportunity.
Kill him, kill him, kill him.
Li Minglou retracted his hand: "Kill that general."
General Fang Er moved his tense hands slightly, as if plucking the strings of a piano, and three arrows flew out with a buzzing sound. One arrow pierced a running Fan Yang soldier blocking the road, and another arrow followed closely and pierced a soldier holding a knife.
When Fan Yangbing attacked Xiang Nan, two arrows opened a path, and the remaining arrow went straight to Xiang Nan...
Xiang Nan turned around and knelt on one knee, seemingly exhausted...
Sun Zhe yelled from behind: "Here we go again! Grandpa, you will never look back this time!"
He didn't even fall back, his thick body flexibly twisted to one side, and at the same time the knife struck Xiang Nan, but he stopped moving the next moment. The violent and excitement of victory on his face was still spreading, and his eyes were wide open.
I believe he was wearing a protective gear around his neck, but an arrow still penetrated his throat. The pain in his throat had not spread, and he felt a chill in his waist and abdomen...
Xiang Nan returned his horse with his spear, and the people turned back, with disbelief in their eyes.
Although he was not very sure about this shot, it would not shock him if it actually hit him. His eyes fell on Sun Zhe's throat.
Blood spurted out, and Sun Zhe's pillar-like legs began to bend slowly...
Fan Yangbing, who was coming from both sides, was stunned and didn't even react for a moment.
Xiang Nan drew out his spear and picked up the long knife that Sun Zhe still held in his hand: "Sun Zhe is dead! The general is dead!"