This short blade is still the weapon that "Li Xingchen" who only survived has been carrying. Although it is far from being a magic weapon, it is still quite sharp. I didn't know how to use the short blade before.
How many prey were killed.
Later, when Li Xingchen was fighting with bandits in the mountains, he relied on this short blade a lot. Subconsciously, he was far more familiar with this short blade than the Ziyun gun.
In actual combat, weapons are shorter and more dangerous. Generally, few people choose short weapons. This makes Li Xingchen's use of short blades have unexpected effects. Especially the Xiliang soldier who was stabbed to death by him just now.
, I never expected that the other party would throw away the long sword easily and hit him directly.
"Kill!" Li Xingchen lifted the Ziyun gun from the ground, turned around and continued to charge forward.
"Battle Lord!" Chen Zhishen forcibly lifted up a Xiliang soldier and threw him to the ground. He then took two steps forward and followed Li Xingchen.
"Hurry, follow us all!" Li Xingchen took a deep breath and rushed forward without looking back.
There are fewer and fewer Xiliang soldiers blocking the front, and the camp has also changed from being looming in the beginning to being right in front of us now. And the shields of the Xiliang soldiers are even closer. If Li Xingchen takes two more steps forward, I'm afraid
It hit the shield and the spear protruding from the shield directly.
"Fire arrows!" Xiao Shilian roared loudly, and arrows roared into the sky from the darkness, rushing towards the Xiliang soldiers who were arrayed with shields. Orders also erupted from the Xiliang array, as densely as
The locust's arrows also roared towards him.
Obviously these Xiliang people have realized that the battle situation on the river beach in front is already terrible, so they might as well just flood this area with arrow rain. Even if they can kill their own people, it will be worse than after Nanchen soldiers killed them.
Then he turned to attack the camp.
There was no telling how many people were hit by arrows in the darkness. The arrows passed by with the sound of whistling wind. Li Xingchen was already a little dazed at this time. A faint pain came from him, letting him know that he should be the one hit.
The arrow missed, but soon Li Ping, who had been following him closely, jumped up and threw Li Xingchen to the ground.
"Charge, charge forward!" Xiao Shilian roared and pushed away the oncoming arrows. It can be seen that the Xiliang people's arrows are farther back - after all, they are almost on top of other people's shields now. Xiliang people
Even if a person takes the risk and shoots upward, he still has to keep a distance.
So the simplest and most effective way now is to stand directly in front of their shields. Only when the two sides are entangled can they have a chance to survive.
"Leave me alone, charge forward!" Li Xingchen stretched out his hand to push Li Ping away and shouted in a hissing voice. The arrows were still falling aimlessly. No one knew when they would fall on their head. This kind of
When the arrows are thrown, even the shooter may not know where his arrows will fly.
Li Ping's eyes were already red: "No, boss, you are already injured. If you make any mistakes, what's the use of risking my life!"
At this time, Li Xingchen also reached out and touched the arrow shaft. The arrow was inserted into his armor. Although it was from the front of his chest, because of the obstruction of the armor, the arrow should only have penetrated a little, otherwise the blood would have seeped out long ago.
Out.
"Help me up." Li Xingchen patted Li Ping's shoulder and stood up slowly. He didn't know how many arrows passed him by in the darkness, and Li Xingchen also saw Chen Zhishen who was looking over anxiously.
He shouted almost with all his strength:
"Chen Zhishen! Take the brothers and charge forward!"
"Follow your orders!" Chen Zhishen's voice suddenly rose in the darkness, and then he jumped up, threw away his steps and rushed forward. The big ax in his hand directly hit the shield in front of him, and the shield responded slowly.
It dented and immediately hit the soldier behind him heavily.
"Kill!" A roar came from Chen Zhishen's throat, carrying the force of thunder.
The soldier grunted, spurted out a mouthful of blood, and took a few steps back. Chen Zhishen did not retreat due to the force of the rebound. Instead, he continued forward, knocked the soldier away, and rushed into the west.
In the array of Liang people.
"Good fight!" Xiao Shilian also recognized the tall and burly figure at this time, and couldn't help shouting with a smile. However, the soldiers around him had no time to cheer, and they all took steps to follow Chen Zhishen closely. Originally, only one shield was missing.
The defense line was suddenly shaken violently, and the entire gap unknowingly grew larger and larger.
The soldiers of Nanchen, whose eyes were red with blood, ran forward desperately and charged forward, but the front line that the Xiliang people had struggled to maintain finally couldn't hold on at this moment, and collapsed along the gap to both sides like an avalanche.
Li Xinchen breathed a sigh of relief and walked straight forward. Li Ping was so frightened that he hurriedly stepped forward to help him, but was blocked by Li Xinchen with a wave of his hand: "It's just a little flesh wound. What's wrong with you kid? Let's go."
Let’s go up and have a look!”
As if he noticed something, Li Xingchen looked around subconsciously. Arrows were scattered on the ground, and although there were many fallen figures, there were not many with arrows stuck in their bodies.
There don’t seem to be many enemy archers...
The fog gradually dissipated, and the entire camp was gradually illuminated by the light of torches. Li Xingchen was able to see clearly what was going on in the camp.
The corpses of Xi Liang soldiers lay in twos and threes inside and outside the camp, and the Nan Chen soldiers who rushed in were searching everywhere. Except for a few fish that slipped through the net, no other Xi Liang people were seen.
This camp is basically an empty camp. The Xiliang people I met outside the camp just now are probably all the defenders in the camp.
Li Xingchen took a deep breath, and Xiao Shilian walked up to him with a curled knife, reached out and punched Li Xingchen on the shoulder.
Neither of them spoke, but quietly turned their heads and looked at the camp in the firelight.
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A ray of sunshine pierced the clouds, and the fog covering the river dissipated without a trace in an instant in front of the light pouring down.
The entire south bank of the river has a panoramic view of mountains and rivers.
On the not-so-high archery tower of Wangbei Village, Pei Zilie quietly looked at the north bank of the river. The fog on the north bank of the river was also slowly dissipating.
The dark figure of the deer village buried in the river emerged, standing quietly on the undulating river surface, showing off its power to everyone looking at it on the south bank. And the long river beach and the camps on the river beach gradually emerged from the fog
.
Not only Pei Zilie, but also the entire watching soldiers in Wangbei Village subconsciously held their breath.
What caught their eyes was the flag flying on the camp on the north bank of the river.
The red flag of Nanchen is brighter and brighter than the rising sun in the sky.
Pei Zilie's body swayed slightly, and she stretched out her hand to hold on to the railing on the watchtower. And soon she heard a wave of cheers from below the watchtower.