After that person walked in, everyone closed their mouths unconsciously, and they all looked at the ghost-headed knife in their hands, and their minds were blank.

But someone still recognized the man who came in and immediately shouted in surprise, "Long Hai, where did you get the weapon?"

The man known as Long Hai had a sneering sneer on his face, "I have always carried the weapon with me. We are soldiers. Whoever wants to take it away will take my life first? I am not the kind of person who handed over his life to others. Even if he dies, he will jump on a stool, at least pull a cushion. But don't pretend to be faked with me. Are you really not prepared at all? For so long, you really treat yourself as fish on the board?"

After he said this, many people had a little complacent smile on their faces. Speaking of which, they have begun to actively prepare since they came in. Even if they couldn't find some standard equipment for such a long time, they have made a lot of preparations. No one wants to really unarmed and hand over their lives to others.

"Longhai, how many weapons do you have?"

"Not many, there are only dozens of such armors, and thirty sets of armor were brought in separately by my brothers. Now it's enough to form a suicide squad and rush to the front." Long Hai smiled proudly, "If the Tartars want us to die, then do we really have to wait for death here? As the saying goes, rabbits are still anxious and have to kick their legs. Are we not even as good as rabbits? Fight with them! Fight!" As soon as this said, everyone shouted. At this time, they all had their own ideas, but the problem was that no one took the lead, so everyone was a little unsure of attention. Now someone finally stood up, and this made everyone feel as if they had found their backbone, and everyone was full of energy.

"Okay, since they want us to die, then we will rebel! Fight with the Tartars to the end! I have heard from my subordinates long ago that Zhang Shun always said that the Song people would not beat the Song people, and after we rushed out, we would look for him. Many of his subordinates were people like us, so let's do it with him." One person shouted, and his words immediately aroused more resonance. The words that Zhang Shun had previously spread finally began to ferment at this moment.

Long Hai also had a ferocious look on his face. "That's right, there are more than 10,000 people here. If you want to kill us, they are still far from it. I just went to see that there were only 500 people in the front and there were no enemies on both sides, but I think they must be detours somewhere, so we can only rush out from the front and fight them to the death. I have thirty pairs of armor here to attack as a suicide squad, and I will be the captain."

As soon as he said this, someone immediately stood up, "I have prepared more than a hundred thick wooden boards here, which can be turned into a shield immediately or join the suicide squad." After saying this, everyone stood up and expressed their preparations.

Long Hai suddenly waved his hand, "Okay, don't say anything, it's useless to say this here, go and have a look. If you die, you will die. If you don't fight, you may have a glimmer of life. If you fight desperately, you may have a glimmer of life. Let's do it with them."

The five hundred teams did not take today's mission seriously at all. They were still very dissatisfied with watching others go out to make contributions. They were even more angry when they looked at the Han army opposite, who looked like headless flies. However, because the above order told them not to provoke these Han army easily, and they did not take these Han army seriously at all, they did not prepare. Most of them had even got off the horse and sat on the sheepskin felt and drank horse milk wine. It would be really cold and uncomfortable if they didn't drink some wine in this damn weather.

"Look at what those Han soldiers are doing?" Someone suddenly stood up and pointed at the Han soldiers who suddenly walked out of the village opposite and said strangely, everyone's eyes were also attracted.

The Han army was really strange. They didn't know why they formed a square formation. The person in the front pushed dozens of heavy wooden boards, which looked like bed boards, while the people behind them all raised some pot lids over their heads, looking like some clowns, and they were indescribably funny.

"Haha, these Han soldiers are really boring. Are they dancing to cheer us up?" Someone couldn't help laughing. These words immediately attracted more people's attention. Many people looked over with interest. These people stood by with wine and meat and watched these Han soldiers making fun of it.

The Han army had no war drums or trumpets, and they could only move forward slowly. Although they looked ridiculous, they really had no choice. Only in this way can they slowly get closer to the enemy.

Long Hai was wearing a set of armor on the second row, holding the ghost-headed sword in his hand. He walked very slowly in the crowd, but he kept saying a word to remind everyone, "Slow down, slower, don't let them see that we want to raid them, and we must go to the fence to charge! Brothers, today is today. It depends on our moment when we can live or die. We must be mixed with them and the large troops behind us will have the chance to rush out. We must never give the Tartars a chance to shoot arrows!" These words are warnings and warnings to themselves. Although he has put life and death aside, he will inevitably be a little nervous at this time.

The distance between the two sides was getting closer and closer in such a strange atmosphere, and it was almost ten steps. Finally, the Yuan army felt something was wrong. What did these Han people want to do, so a hundred people in the Yuan army shouted, "Stop, stop me! What do you want to do?"

Long Hai seemed to be waiting for this sentence, and immediately shouted in the crowd, "Brothers, kill the Tartars!" After that, he suddenly pushed away the person in front and rushed out the first. More than thirty personal soldiers behind him could also follow him to rush out. These people also volunteered to join the suicide squad, and their role was to die.

When the armor on their bodies shines brightly in the sun, and when the swords in their hands are flashing with cold light, even the stupidest person in the Yuan army can see that something is wrong. This is not a dance, it is simply a riot!

"The Han army has turned against us! Kill all the Han dogs!" I don't know who was the first to shout this sentence, and someone immediately turned around and ran back to get weapons, but someone immediately shouted this sentence, and this sentence immediately triggered more Han army's awakening. It turned out that the Tartars really wanted to kill all of us, so why are you so polite! Kill them or be killed by them, but the result is the same.
Chapter completed!