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If Wang Bolong's most poisonous move was to use five thousand cannon fodder to firmly absorb the Tianjiao Camp and the Fushan Brigade, and then use elite troops to attack the side and back to give a fatal blow; then what he used at this moment was a more ruthless one

The last elite of more than 30,000 Jin soldiers - Heza Thousand Guards, Jurchens, Khitan mixed Thousand Guards, plus five hundred Yisheng Army soldiers who had just returned, a total of 2,400

(Leave a 100-man team to protect Wanyan Zongfu), take a thunder attack while the night is in chaos.

This is a decisive battle! Victory means life, and defeat means death.

Wang Bolong personally took the battle - there was no way. In the entire Jin camp, only three people were qualified to command such a high-level powerful elite soldier: Wanyan Zongfu, Yelu Duo, and Wang Bolong.

Of course, Wanyan Zongfu could not take action himself. Yelu Duo was good at defending but not attacking, and only Wang Bolong invaded him like fire.

"It just so happened that I was about to see with my own eyes what kind of person this army under the plum blossoms is!"

With this strong desire to explore knowledge, Wang Bolong was led by double-layer heavy armor, first crowned cauldron, knife and axe, and holding a large gun. Behind him were the Hezha Guard and half-body armor,

The mixed assault thousand-man team.

More than half of this decisive army, from Wang Bolong to ordinary soldiers, have a strange equipment - the big pot.

What is a big pot? To put it bluntly, it is a marching iron pot, each weighing dozens of kilograms. The bottom of the pot is big, thick and heavy. Wang Bolong collected seven or eight hundred and asked the soldiers to put them on the helmet to block bullets. It would be better

.This move was not Wang Bolong's inspiration, but was just a re-use of the same trick.

As early as the beginning of Jianyan, Wang Bolong led his army to attack Puzhou. At that time, the Song army in the city melted iron into juice and burned the Jin army. This fierce move of "The Heavenly Girl Spreading Flowers" made the Jin soldiers look at it and attacked so much.

The sun could not be defeated. As a result, Wang Bolong personally went into battle, and now he dressed up tonight: wearing heavy armor, with a big pot in his first crown. He lifted his gun and climbed first. He killed more than 20 people defending the nozzle. The army went up one after another and defeated him.

The rain of bullets and bullets in Tianjiao Camp reminded Wang Bolong of the iron juice of the Battle of Puzhou, so he made this strategy.

April 17th. Midnight. Tianjiao Camp and Fushan Brigade jointly fought against each other. The most cruel moment came.

There are enemy troubles inside and pressure outside, and the situation is unprecedentedly severe.

Liu Ze drew out his hand knife silently. Before leaving the command wooden building, he only said one thing to Zhao Yuxian: "Tell your female soldiers that they can feel at ease to block the enemy in the chariot, but teach me that Lao Liu still has a breath

There will never be a golden man in front of them!"

After Liu Ze went downstairs, he waved his hand and then transferred a team of 100 soldiers to support Liu Limeng. In this way, there were only 200 guards who protected the female soldiers. Only these 200 people,

It is also divided into two 100 teams, one against the outside and the other against the inside, and the main direction of defense is the enemy of internal troubles.

Wang Bolong continued to attack with weak brigades, successfully creating an illusion for the men and women defending the city, as if the Jin army had only these scumbag soldiers and no more elite troops. From daytime to night, there were only dead people but also dead people, but there were cars.

I couldn't even touch the iron sheet on the wall.

After blocking for two days, except for rushing out of the city to chase and annihilate the remaining enemies, the chariot guards who had nothing to do had developed extremely blind confidence in the female soldiers and the wall of the car. It seemed that as long as the wall of the car was there and the musket was fired, no enemy could do it.

Break through this firepower network.

When the female soldiers were so calm that they eliminated the interference from the rear, replaced another group of candidates, replaced the barrel and flint, and mechanically pulled the plate machine outside the car wall, they were almost killed.

In the back of the Jin soldiers in the 16th round, rows of dark troops with strange-shaped cauldrons appeared quietly.

Heavy cards, short axes, spears, big sticks, scimitars, short bows...the iron armor is cold and the cold moon is solemn.

This time, Wang Bolong did not dare to stand in front. This place was not Puzhou, and the iron juice was not as good as the projectile. It was not even the Hezha Guards stood in front, but the Jurchens, the Khitans and the Yisheng Haner Army mixed team.

Wang Bolong pointed his iron spear, weighing 20 kilograms, and attacked him to the death.

...

Inside the city, the Yisheng Army and Fushan Brigade were fighting with the auxiliary soldiers, and their eyes were red.

The Yisheng Army was in the first place to attack, and its combat power was strong (compared to the soldiers of the Fushan Brigade), and once had the upper hand. They chopped and killed all the way, set fire everywhere, burned the tent when they saw it, and chopped the people when they saw it.

Several Yisheng soldiers rushed into a camp. Suddenly, a woman screamed from inside, and then a roar and violent impact of the human body sounded, screaming... Shaoqing, Yisheng, who was stained with blood from three hands and feet.

The military soldier, one of whom was wearing a pink and white uniform, was furious and shouted loudly: "Xiao Niang! There is Xiao Niang here!"

Before he finished speaking, a female soldier with half of her body was snatched from the tent, holding a long dagger in his hand, stabbed hard into the neck of the Yisheng army soldier from behind, and blood gushed out.

The Yisheng soldiers fell down with screams, and the other two soldiers roared and waved their swords to chop the female soldier down.

Geng Shouzhong, who was slashing at the woman who was slashing at the powerless woman's outfit, was inexplicably surprised: This unique outfit is not the dress of an ordinary woman, it seems that he had heard the detailed work of sneaking into Tianshu City.

That's an army...

"Oh--"

At this moment, at least ten Fushan brigade soldiers gave up their opponents, shine their backs on the enemy, and rushed towards the two Yisheng soldiers without hesitation. When they chopped the two enemies who killed the female soldiers,

He was also cut down in a pool of blood by swords and guns from behind.

Is it cost-effective to exchange ten for two? The soldiers of Fushan Brigade do not calculate the calculations. They only know that they must not let female soldiers be hurt.

The Yisheng soldiers who cut down ten Fushan brigade soldiers were then pushed out by more and more soldiers who rushed over spontaneously, and isolated them from the female soldiers' treatment tent. The dividing line between the two armies' battles was

Ten steps outside the female soldiers' treatment camp, Ren Shishi Yisheng's army repeatedly attacked fiercely, but could no longer cross the line.

Liu Limeng's face was covered with blood, and his eyes were blurred. He kept wiping away with the back of his hand, but the blood flowed down from his head. The ammunition depot exploded just now. He fought against several enemies not far away, but was irritated.

After overturning, shaking and getting up, his head was hit by something unknown, and he kept bleeding. But relatively speaking, he was still lucky, at least he could stand up, his opponents were half of his body

Blood, moaning hard, and I was all over.

Looking around, there are no less than 200 enemies, all of whom are skillful in killing methods, brave and fierce. In the past, the hundred warriors and more than a hundred auxiliary soldiers under him could not resist at all. However, the soldiers of Fushan brigade at this moment were as good as the past

It is completely different. Everyone has a sense of mission - the female soldiers use muskets and weak bodies to build a fire wall for them; they must build a flesh-and-blood Great Wall for the female soldiers.

Whether it is a musket or a knife stick, one thing is the same - protect it to the death!

In the battlefield in the era of cold weapons, courage often plays a very important role, especially in such dark night battles, whoever is brave and afraid of death will win.

The Fushan Brigade Army soldiers are not as good as their opponents in combat, the number of people is not as good as their opponents, and the cruel ones are not as good as their opponents. The only thing they beat their opponents is a belief in their minds - if you want to rush over, you can step over my body first.

Many auxiliary soldiers who were chopped to the ground, as the enemy carried bloody swords and guns, tried their best to cross their bodies, stretched out their blood-stained hands to hold the enemy's feet tightly, causing the enemy to scold them in a panic. He swung his sword and slashed wildly. The soldiers of Fushan Brigade often used this gap, and swords and guns arrived at the same time, and the enemy would kill him in the future.

The battle is like this cruel thing that you chop me up and kill you, and you are stalemate in a fight to the death.

On the one hand, he killed his defeated army with the mentality of a winner and a strong soldier; on the other hand, he had firm beliefs and tried his best to protect him. Both sides had great courage, both sides were fighting, just look at which side shed more blood, weaker, faster The one who fell down and finally stood on the field the most was the one who won. The deadlock was only broken until Liu Ze led more than a hundred new troops to join. Yisheng Army finally couldn't bear it anymore. Damn, these guys were simply Being possessed by evil, one is more crazy than the other, and one bite even before dying...

"Liu, how about it, can you resist it?" Liu Ze held the first fierce man under his command with one hand and looked at the bloody face with concern.

"It's okay, I can't die!" Liu Li hurriedly wiped the blood stains again, squinted his bloody eyes, and his eyes eagerly glanced at the chaotic battlefield, looking for something... Suddenly, his eyes kept seeing it!

"Uncle Qi, I'll leave it to you here, I'll make a big one for you!" Liu Li hurriedly burst out a strange sentence to Liu Ze, and rushed forward with Park Dao, splitting left and right, flirting with him, flirting with him. Two enemies who were in a hurry to retreat passed through the melee crowd and chased in a certain direction.

What Liu Limeng is really aiming for is a "big one".

Geng Shouzhong.

The two armies fought for so long, and basically everyone could see who was the commander. Liu Liben had long been eyeing Geng Shouzhong. He had been struggling with few troops before and could not rush through. Now the balance of victory has tilted, and the enemy's army has Being surrounded, it's time to deal with the thief leader.

Geng Shouzhong slowly retreated to the back village gate under the protection of several guards.

At this moment, the mood of this powerful general of the Yisheng Army was shocked and angry, and it was even more unbelievable: he used 200 elite soldiers to climb the cliff and attack, unexpectedly and unpredictable, and had a tactical advantage. Not to mention that he was attacking and killing a group of people. Tianzhu's weak brigade, his subordinates were defeated. He never expected that he would be defeated if he had all the initiative in this way!

This is indeed the Fushan Brigade. Through a bloody battle, Geng Shouzhong could feel that this was the army that he defeated and captured with five hundred cavalry. His skills and tactics were still so weak.

This is not like the Fushan brigade, so desperate, so brave, and so desperate... it is simply not under the most elite Jurchen Jin soldiers.

What's going on? Are these people swallowing talismans or getting evil? They don't want to live a life-threatening way!

Geng Shouzhong was puzzled, but no matter what he thought, he had to admit his failure - however, he failed tactically, but he succeeded strategically. After he disrupted this, the city was in chaos, and I believe Wang Bolong would not let it go. Such a good opportunity.

Geng Shouzhong withdrew from the village gate and retreated to the edge of the cliff, but his more than a hundred subordinates could not run and had no way to run. It is certainly not easy to get on this steep wall, but it is even more difficult to go down. It can be said that the opponent is tightening step by step

In case of forced , you can't escape at all.

As the main general, Geng Shouzhong naturally has the benefits of the main general: fighting behind and running ahead. If the soldiers cannot run away, the main general can still run away.

The five life-saving ropes on the edge of the cliff are still there, just grab one...

"ah--"

"Ao—"

A few screams suddenly sounded, and the three guards behind him fell down, covering their blood-sprayed necks and their open belly.

A enemy general wearing iron leaf armor, holding a blood-dropping knife, gasping for breath, facing the flames of the sky, stepped on the pool of blood flowing from the corpse, and stepped on the pool of blood flowing.

Liu Li is busy!

Geng Shouzhong said nothing, took off the iron whip from his waist, held his hands, and suddenly his steps were frustrated.

Da da da da da!

The flying steps rushed up quickly, and the iron whip swept across.

Liu Li quickly exhaled and opened his voice, and his muscles under the armor bulged and came to meet him like a tiger. Park Dao flashed a cold arc under the moonlit night. The dirty blood that had not yet solidified on the blade flashed with the shadow of the blade and splashed on Geng Shouzhong's face.

superior.

Zheng! The swords and whips hit each other, and sparks flew everywhere.

Both sides were pushing hard, and the two hatred faces almost collided together, their eyes touched each other, and invisible Mars burst out.

"Die!" Geng Shouzhong swung his hand and pulled out a short thorn that was only one finger wide from the handle of the whip, and pierced into Liu Libun's neck with a thump.

Liu Limeng's eyes were bulging, and he grabbed the handle of the short thorn with one hand, so that Geng Shouzhong would not let it pull out - the short thorn remained in his neck and would not lose his combat power immediately. Once it was pulled out, blood would gush and the power would also pass away...
To be continued...