On the high slope, Yang Wei was covered in blood and his face was ashen.
Looking at the mountain people on the opposite side, brandishing all kinds of weapons and wearing vermilion on their faces, they held their horizontal swords and trembled slightly.
"These...these mountain people..."
Yang Wei had a grimace on his face, and everything in his body ached.
Although the mountain people belong to different groups, their fighting prowess is truly astonishing, and they are not afraid of death and are extremely tough.
He had a battalion of soldiers, two hundred and fifty armored men.
In the face-to-face fight, he almost destroyed his whole battalion of soldiers.
Even though he promised a generous reward and fought with all his strength, he could not stop the mountain people from advancing.
After a fierce battle day and night, more than half of the two hundred and fifty soldiers were killed or injured.
If it weren't for the extremely strict military laws under Xun Shaoyu, who would often sit in groups to intimidate the entire army, Yang Yi might not have been able to persist.
However, even so, the soldiers were exhausted after repeated battles. Even if they were determined to kill the enemy, they were still weak enough to block the wolves and tigers of the mountain people on the opposite side.
Yang Bu's eyes were half-closed and half-opened, and he was sleeping soundly, leaning on his saber, waiting for the next round of charge from the mountain people.
"The camp is..." A soldier ran over in panic.
The soldier's face was full of panic: "Mountain people... they... they..."
The mountain people are all brave and fight one to one, and the regular soldiers have no chance of winning. What's more, what they are about to face are mountain people several times their own.
If it weren't for Yang Jiji, who always takes the lead in every battle, these soldiers would have collapsed long ago. However, just a few fights have made many soldiers feel fearful.
Yang Wei suddenly woke up and looked at the other side, either holding a harpoon or a hunting bow, gradually approaching.
Yang Yi looked at the horizontal sword in his hand, glanced at the fearful soldiers, and couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Higher position... higher position... I can't wait, I've tried my best."
The next moment, his eyes were fiercely blazing.
Yang Yi shouted: "Brothers, if you raise an army for a thousand days, you will only die if you use it for a while."
"If you just live an ignoble existence and harm your family, why don't you just fight to the death with me!"
"If you die, you will die. Kill me."
"kill……"
"Fight to the death!"
Many soldiers' faces turned red and they shouted in response.
Suddenly, Yang Yi's ears trembled slightly.
He was slightly startled, lying on the ground and listened for a while.
"It's the cavalry!"
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One war horse after another, galloping on their hooves, clanking together.
Xun Shaoyu pulled the reins, and the fifty cavalrymen under his command roared one after another.
"Brothers, making great achievements is right in front of you... come with me!"
"ah!!"
The cavalry roared loudly, venting their emotions.
"drive!!"
Looking ahead, the panicked mountain people were seen.
Xun Shaoyu had a ferocious look on his face, and he slashed horizontally and vertically with his simple sword, bringing up traces of blood mist.
"Cavalry charges!"
Xun Shaoyu led fifty cavalry in a rampage.
"Charge! Charge!"
Dozens of cavalrymen converged into a torrent of steel.
These cavalrymen, each with a waist and a horse, are armored and wearing helmets. The impact of a collision weighs nearly a thousand pounds, and the force of the impact is unmatched.
Xun Shaoyu's dozens of horses were like a meat grinder, running rampant among the mountain people.
This is a naked crushing. The cavalry are armored and fierce. They charge along the road and their limbs and pieces of flesh fly everywhere.
This is violence in its purest form!
More than a thousand mountain people, driven by dozens of riders, began to disperse.
Dozens of cavalry moved like thunder, rumbling like they were tearing everything apart.
Above Xun Shaoyu's top door, there is a pure green Bingming, surrounded by red clouds, thousands of threads, and a copper button seal is looming in the middle, exuding majesty and aura.
He suddenly turned the horse's head and shouted decisively: "Tear them to pieces..."
"Tear them apart..."
"Tear them apart..."
Boom! Rumble!!
The red cloud suddenly burned, and wisps of it fell on the knights.
This trace of crimson aura fell, and the knights' faces suddenly turned red. Facing the mountain people dozens of times their own, the knights' fighting spirit boiled endlessly.
boom!!
The horses' hooves trampled, and the sound of dozens of horses' hooves made an ear-splitting roar, like a muffled thunder, resounding all over the place.
With the blessing of the red cloud, the spirits of dozens of knights were shaken, and a desire to win suddenly boiled over.
"kill!!"
On the high slope, I witnessed the chaos of the mountain people.
Yang Yi was suddenly overjoyed, and the feeling of narrow escape came to his heart.
He pointed downwards and shouted: "Brothers, the superior is coming, the superior is coming..."
"We can be saved... we can be saved!"
"Brothers, follow me and kill these rogues."
Yang Yue jumped up and rushed towards the mountain people with a knife.
"Kill these rioters..."
Xun Shaoyu turned over the blade of his knife, his body suddenly trembled, and there were traces of blood.
A group of cavalrymen was like a sharp knife thrust directly into the heart of the mountain people.
Even though the mountain people are tough and tough, they are like a beach of loose sand, showing off their bravery in vain and unable to unite.
Let Xun Shaoyu ride dozens of horses, move freely and horizontally, charge back and forth, and gallop freely among the mountain people.
Driven from all directions, there are no great masters among these mountain people.
At most, there were one or two young adults from outside the family who had their heads disfigured in a matter of seconds under his surging evil aura.
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After the war!
Corpses lay in the wild, and blood flowed all over the ground.
A soldier is holding a simple sword or a spear.
On the yellow-brown horse, Xun Shaoyu looked indifferently at the kneeling mountain leaders.
These mountain people leaders are all well-deserved powerful figures in each village.
By capturing them, although you cannot truly regain the villages, you can still have a greater influence on the interior of each village.
A middle-aged leader said: "Luneng, a young man, has met the general."
Several other leaders also shouted: "Young people... have seen the general."
These leaders are described as embarrassed, but they still have some courage.
Xun Shaoyu held a riding whip, pointed at the leaders, and said with a smile: "Everyone, what are you doing here?"
Luneng said calmly: "How can I not come here because I have been so kind to the Gao family?"
Hearing this, Xun Shaoyu was startled and looked at the leader of the village with a different eye.
"It's a pity that you are still late..."
Xun Shaoyu snorted: "Gaojiazhai, I have set fire to it and burned it all away. Only a piece of white land is left. The Gao family has extinct heirs."
Of course, Gao Wang and some die-hard Gao family members are still at large, so there is no need to say more about this.
Luneng straightened his back and said: "The king is successful and the enemy is defeated. Since I lose... I can afford to lose. I will kill you as I please. I will do whatever you want."
Seeing this generous look, Xun Shaoyu was amused and sneered: "You're a good person. I'll do whatever you want. We'll do it for you right now."
Bang!!
Xun Shaoyu stretched out his finger and flicked it, the blade of the knife trembled slightly.
"A loyal man? I will fulfill your loyalty..."
After saying that, murderous intent was evident on his face, and he swung the knife down without any hesitation.
Facing this sword, Luneng stared at Xun Shaoyu without blinking his eyelids.
"snort……"
However, when the tip of the knife was only an inch away from Luneng, Xun Shaoyu suddenly stopped.
"You...are very good!"
Xun Shaoyu commented calmly on Luneng.
Lun Neng was able to look directly at the edge of the knife without any emotion, which surprised him.
Regardless of whether Luneng was just showing off or was truly loyal, he could not kill a copycat leader so hastily.
The purpose of killing Gao was just to highlight his illustrious martial arts, establish his prestige among the mountain people, and kill chickens to scare the monkeys.
A big family in Jiangning is not worthy of his efforts to surround and suppress the mountain people. What he did was just an excuse to use the topic.
But if he kills the leaders of several villages now, then he will truly overthrow the sky.
That is truly perverse and extremely stupid. There are tens of thousands of people living in Fengtai Mountain, and Xun Shaoyu will never have a chance to get involved.
Xun Shaoyu did not do anything because of a small loss.
He sheathed the sword and said cheerfully: "Sure enough, he is a man..."
Luneng said expressionlessly: "If you are not afraid of life, why should you be afraid of death?"
Xun Shaoyu looked at the several village leaders, his eyes flashed, and said: "Are you not afraid? Are you fearless?"
Xun Shaoyu killed the Gao family in one battle and frightened Fengtai Mountain. The people in the sixty-two villages were all frightened.
The Gao family is one of the two heroes of Fengtai Mountain. They have been in business for several generations and are powerful and powerful. They are a fierce tiger on the ground.
Now, he fell into the hands of Xun Shaoyu, a latecomer. Among the many villages, no one dared to look down on Xun Shaoyu.
Xun Shaoyu came to every village with the power of victory. Although the villagers in the sixty-two villages did not bow their heads and professed their loyalty, most of them were uneasy and the wind was roaring.
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On the Erxiong Ridge, a large army followed, and the army was majestic.
"Mountain people...Luneng..."
"Mountain people...Wang Er..."
"Mountain people... Lu Xi..."
Several mountain people leaders knelt down and shouted: "...Subordinate to the general, revitalize the rebel army, and defeat Xingtan."
"... Promote the Yi Army and cut down the Xingtan."
"... Promote the Yi Army and cut down the Xingtan."
Thousands of young and strong mountain people, all crowded together, knelt down and shouted loudly.
This Luneng was also well-informed. After demonstrating his loyalty, he decisively knelt and licked. Several village leaders also followed Luneng and joined him.
This time and again made Xun Shaoyu value Luneng more and more.
Luneng gained the reputation of loyalty and Xun Shaoyu gained the reputation of courtesy and virtuousness. This is a win-win result.
Thousands of young and strong mountain people bowed down and worshiped, and the gray and white air suddenly rose up, almost like a vast cloud.
Mountain people are not in the system, do not belong to the king, and their luck is gray and white.
The billowing gray air floated one by one. Above Xun Shaoyu's top door, the green air was vertical and upright, and the light red cloud air was swimming.
The reddish clouds, which had been depleted a lot after several battles, swallowed up a torrent of gray and white, and gradually became thicker.
Looking at the light red clouds, Xun Shaoyu was filled with joy.
"The Gao family was defeated, the mountain people were defeated, and there were several battles, which consumed a lot of luck."
"Now that several cottages have joined us, my luck has made up a lot, and there is still some leftover."
Xun Shaoyu opened and closed his eyes, reflected in the stone mirror, and could clearly discern the root of his luck.
Changes in luck cannot be ignored.
His natal Qi is green, and he already has the hope of being a prince. He does not need to consume his luck again and change his destiny the day after tomorrow. This saves a large part of the consumption of Qi.
However, Qing Qi's destiny only had a slight advantage.
This is not enough to gain a foundation for a stable life in this chaotic world.
"The way to gather people depends on people. Even a beggar can have great fortune and a bright destiny once he succeeds to the throne."
Thinking like this, Xun Shaoyu gradually fell into trance.