Chapter 1725 Three religions and nine streams, sharing the righteousness, all brothers
In the battle group, Fan Rui's hair was disheveled and his body was spattered with blood. He really looked like a demon king making trouble. He shouted loudly, waved the sharp sword in his hand, and cut the throat of a Tatar infantry straight to the throat.
The blood spurted by Chu Biao splashed all over his face, but a heavy hammer also hit Fan Rui hard on the back, causing his throat to stutter, and he staggered forward a few steps, almost falling to the ground.
on the ground.
Fan Rui's mouth was bleeding and his eyes were wide open. Although he still managed to hold himself up and fight fiercely, he was a dual practitioner of martial arts and Taoist martial arts. In terms of physical skills alone, he was enough to compete with the two brothers Xiang Chong and Li Gun of Mangdang Mountain.
By all means, Fan Ruiben once became a tyrant because he had the temperament of a big man in the world, but his ability to lead troops to fight was still lacking; as for Ma Ling, who relied on his own body skills to fight hard, the surrounding people
With so many people, it is difficult for our soldiers to move around when they are crowded together, and I am afraid that if it lasts for a long time, it will be difficult to protect themselves. As for Chen Da, he is not as brave and unstoppable as Shi Jin. He just roared and put his hands in his hands.
The spear was pulled out fiercely and plunged straight into the chest of a Jin Army infantry, but before Chen Da had time to withdraw the spear, a sharp steel knife struck from behind like lightning, and there was a muffled sound of "Puff!"
The sound left a deep sore on his back...
Both sides were already furious. Fan Rui, Ma Ling and Chen Da were fighting hard in the rear. Although they were not overrun by the Jin army, they were not scattered. However, as the fierce battle continued, the rebels killed Zuoli.
The odds have also been greatly increased, but we can only fight to the death without any room for relaxation!
It was precisely because the fighting between the warriors of the rebel army and the cavalry and infantry troops of the Jin Army was so fierce that there was a burst of noise on the mountain ridge. Although the number was not large, when another group of volunteers suddenly came out, most of the soldiers on both sides who were fighting fiercely also
No one responded.
Fan Rui, who originally turned around to slash, swung his sword and slashed viciously at the neck of the enemy infantry. Blood splattered in an instant. When Fan Rui turned around again, he was surprised to see a Jurchen infantry general rushing towards him with a wheel axe. A figure had already appeared from the side.
Intercepting from the side, the figure suddenly kicked out, hitting the waist and ribs of the female infantry general in front of Fan Rui and knocking her over. Fan Rui was startled at first, then vaguely ran towards him.
The person who was helping out seemed to be a young and strong man, and the people who suddenly rushed out from the ridge with him were mostly civilians in Zhuang disguise. They were not Lieutenant Generals of the Panlong Army. They seemed to be local people who were unwilling to obey the Jinlu and were gathered together.
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Before Fan Rui could ask questions, the figure rushed out again. Not far ahead, Chen Da had five or six wounds on his body. After struggling hard, his hand was delayed, and a long spear was pointed directly at him.
It stabbed straight at his throat. He could almost feel the cold air on the tip of the gun. Just when Chen Da thought he was going to die, that figure fell from the sky again, and the sharp sword in his hand reflected the sharp light like ice in the spring marsh.
, thrust forward like cold lightning, the head of the infantryman who was about to stab Chen Da in the throat immediately fell from his neck, and a bright red rain of blood immediately rose into the sky.
After Chen Da calmed down for a moment, he realized that someone had arrived in time to save him from being shot dead by the enemy. Immediately, Chen Da took a rein and stabilized the horse that was neighing and trampling under his crotch.
Qingzhuang said: "Thank you for being rescued by a strong man! Brother, I guess you are also a local righteous man who fights against the gold?"
"My younger brother Wang Zhongfu can indeed be said to be from the local area. This general has led many brave and brave men. It seems that he must be the commander of the rebel army led by Xiao Renxia. The battle is dangerous at this time and it is not convenient to go into detail. When the group of Tatars are defeated,
, No matter how much I tolerate my little brother, I can only ask for General Meng’s recommendation so that I can learn about Xiao Renxia!”
The young man who called himself Wang Zhongfu replied loudly to Chen Da, while still waving the sharp sword in his hand with a cold light, sweeping towards the enemy troops nearby, and splattering blood. Soon, Wang Zhongfu both
With his eyes fixed, he looked straight ahead at the leader of the rebel cavalry who was entangled by the Jin Army cavalry and was fighting fiercely. He rode his horse and led his troops to come to the rescue. However, he saw that his face was as silver as a plate, he was heroic and domineering, and he shouted like a horse while galloping.
Lei Duan was so brave, the three-pointed two-edged sword in his hand whirred, and his fighting posture was like a big insect coming out of the gate. Everywhere he rode, he was bumping into death.
Originally, I also learned to ride and shoot, and practiced my skills to strengthen my muscles and bones. It must not be difficult to pass the martial arts exam, but after all, under the guidance of the martial arts master and the Taoist priest, my skills are more inclined to martial arts. In the end, it is still the same.
The ability of such a powerful warrior to rush into battle on horseback can be of great use when the army is killing...
When Wang Zhongfu was thinking to himself, Shi Jin was waving his long sword and continuing to charge forward. With his extravagant ability, he had already been able to compete with the first-class warriors among the leaders who gathered together for righteousness. Now he has made great progress and made further progress. His hands are tight.
Every time he swung his three-pointed two-edged sword, he would definitely be able to pierce and cut through the body of at least one Jurchen soldier like a piece of rotten wood. His charge was extremely brave, and his riding skills were also extremely skillful, and he could always calmly maneuver among the lightning and flint.
They were either dodging or parrying the swords that were being slashed by the leader of the local ranks. When there was no time to react, the long knife in his hand once again rolled up a ball of cold light. He didn't know how many Jurchen soldiers had been killed until their flesh and blood flew everywhere.
fracture!
While Shi Jin was driving his cavalry in a roundabout way to protect him, the surrounding Panlong Army officers and soldiers were also roaring and swarming to follow closely, forming a dense formation. This team once again galloped and charged in the bloody light, and everything they passed was nowhere to be seen.
The infantrymen of the Jin army who had originally intended to follow the rear were killed and scattered in all directions. Some of them were unable to dodge, or they were simply stunned by the killing. They dared to use their own flesh and blood to rush forward and fight against the galloping horses.
Many of those who tried to intercept were immediately chopped down to the ground by Shi Jin with his sword. Immediately, a large number of cavalry athletes swarmed to kill them with their swords, and the Jurchen infantry fell down one after another, their bodies rumbling.
It rolled several times under the iron hooves and could no longer make any movement.
Shi Jin killed until his face was covered with blood and debris, and when the three-pointed two-edged knife in his hand had been cut until the edge of the knife was curled up, he immediately took out the long Kouhanfeng knife from the saddle's victory hook, and then charged forward to kill.
In the formation, Chen Da, Fan Rui, Ma Ling and the rest of the sergeants in front were still fighting with the Jin army generals, but because there was a small group of volunteers who rushed down from the mountains, the pressure of the bloody battle on the other brothers was relieved a lot.
Until he finally rushed back to help from the entangled and intercepting Jin Army cavalry regiment, it seemed that Chen Da and other brothers were not in danger of endangering their lives for the time being.
Shi Jin's worried heart was finally relieved at this moment. After surrendering to Xiao Tang, he had always realized that his brother valued him very much. Not only did he often give instructions, but he also took care of him.
Shi Dalang had many opportunities to work hard. A stick of incense is given to a Buddha, and everyone strives for a breath, not to mention Shi Jin, who has always been full of blood and high spirits. Before, he was anxious to lead his army to fight against the Jin army's light cavalry, trying to kill as many as possible.
A few Tatars are still a little impatient, not to mention that if there are some avoidable casualties, it would be shameful to lose face in front of the brothers, so they can lead themselves to join brother Xiaotang to reunite with the righteousness, and they were once in Shaohua Mountain
Among the brothers gathered, Brother Yang Chun had already been killed. Shi Jin knew that the future war was inevitable, and he was determined not to experience such pain of indignation and grief again.
Therefore, we can see that Chen Da, Fan Rui, and Ma Ling are all safe at the moment. Moreover, although the Jin army they encountered here is fierce, their strength is limited after all. A small-scale encounter like the Killing Formation should be able to be fought.
When it was over, Shi Jin looked at Wang Zhongfu who was watching the battle around him with his sword drawn not far from Chen Da. He roughly guessed where the opponent was coming from, and immediately rode his horse forward and rushed forward. He was naturally proud and said loudly: "I think it must be
You are also a good man who is willing to come and kill the Tatars with my brother Xiaotang? Although I don’t know the name of the warrior yet, I, Shi Dalang, have handed over your brother!"