Tens of thousands, it seems very simple to say. When you really face tens of thousands of people rushing over at the same time, you will know what a sense of powerlessness is. The oppressive feeling condensed by tens of thousands of people is not inferior to the sea tide makes people breathless. This feeling is rare, quite rare, but it makes people not want to face it for the second time no matter what.

Bai Bing held the horse's head and panted heavily. The woman exhaled white hot air from the nice breathing sound. The white armor on her body was already murderous intent rendered by more than anyone else's blood. The sound of horse hooves stopped abruptly, and heavier breathing came from both sides and behind Bai Bing's side. This extreme rush almost exhausted everyone's physical strength, intending to recover as soon as possible by inhaling the cold air.[]

Bai Bing hesitated for a moment, then his eyes became firm, he took a deep breath, shook the saber in his hand, threw down a string of blood beads, and shouted loudly: "Brothers, you can't retreat! Kill!"

Yes, except for more than a thousand people, behind him, there was no barrier in front of Zhuo Bufan on the hillside. The soldiers of the first battalion stood up, and some people stood up on the kickstands. Then, the uneasy war horses were skillfully controlled and re-arranged into a cavalry attack formation. In front of him, the enemy had already rushed into two hundred steps.

"Toll~~~", suddenly, a rapid, crisp sound of cannon bombs came from behind, and a roar above his head, and he rushed directly over the battalion and rushed into Zhang Xianzhong's troops who had already seen the dawn of victory.

In an instant, a row of explosion spots bloomed accurately at the front of the enemy's army. Before the smoke was overwhelmed, the first battalion of soldiers could even clearly see the scene of enemy soldiers being torn by explosions and shrapnel with the help of the moonlight and the flash of explosions. The fragile human body was so fragile under the powerful flowering bullet.

The original positions of the 23rd Battalion in the north and south directions also flashed on the positions of the 2nd and 3rd Battalion in the north and south directions. The sound of the cannon ejected was hidden in the explosion. A total of fifty dragon cannons in the three positions roared again.

The shelling was obviously exquisitely designed. The ten cannons in the middle lane always nailed a horizontal line of explosion point, and formed a line of fire of more than 100 steps in front of the first battalion. As soon as the soldiers of Zhang Xianzhong's troops entered this line of fire, they would be torn and knocked down without any suspense. When the second and third battalions turned around, they saw that the artillery finally fired the artillery, quickly changed their strategy, and slowly opened the distance, blocking the middle between Chao County and their respective positions.

There are twenty artillery guns in each of the north and south positions, and they use direct progressive and extended rapid fire, from east to west, and the hail blowing point is usually ploughed in the enemy brigade.

On the front of the first battalion, the artillery fire that stopped shooting broke out a fire wall. There were about a thousand soldiers from Zhang Xianzhong's troops cut off in front of the first battalion. There were a slump behind them, causing them who were shouting and attacking wildly. When they looked back, my mother's feet suddenly became soft. Countless broken limbs, broken bodies, stomachs, and flesh splashed in the crackling, and some people's legs fell and collapsed on the ground.

The soldiers who were not limp turned around and saw the thousand dragon cavalry lined up in front of them. When they saw the neatly erected sabers in their hands, they no longer had any fighting spirit. They threw away the weapons in their hands and knelt on the ground, hugged their heads and raised their hands, shouting for forgiveness.

On the top of the city, Zhang Xianzhong was in a high position and saw the shells with eyes swept through his tens of thousands of people very quickly. The dense battle formations with high fighting spirit became sparse. All the surviving soldiers were lying on the ground. Some people screamed in fear and tried to find a hiding place in this hard winter ground. Some smart ones had already hidden in the crater and were never willing to come out again. Occasionally, they could see soldiers standing in a daze, blinded by explosions and air waves, with blood in their ears, like walking corpses.

Under this round of rapid artillery attacks, Zhang Xianzhong's army suffered huge casualties, but most of the troops were still left, but they had no fighting spirit at all. It was no longer possible to attack Huanglong in the middle. At this time, seeing that Zhang Xianzhong's army had completely suppressed, the artillery soldiers of the Shenlong Army stopped shooting again, but no one suspected that the soul-chasing artillery shells would fall on their heads again at any time.

Zhang Xianzhong was crazy and shouted: "Go ahead! Get up, rush for me, kill them! Kill them all! Kill them!!"

However, no one responded around. The captain of the personal guard, a bearded man who had been following Zhang Xianzhong for nearly twenty years and had saved him many times, walked up and whispered: "King, the situation is over. Let's go, leave, keep the green mountains and make a comeback." At this time, a personal guard with a figure similar to Zhang Xianzhong has begun to take off his military uniform. This is not the first time.

Zhang Xianzhong's eyes were blood red and shaking. The waist knife in his hand suddenly turned up without any warning. He cut the captain of the guard to the ground without even looking at it. He rushed to the battlement, snatched the torch, and shouted wildly: "If you dare to take a step back, kill!" The torch in his hand pressed on the fire door of a cannon.

"Boom~", a white smoke suddenly burst out from the top of the city. The shells rushed out of the cannon chamber and rushed forward, falling directly into a group of soldiers hiding in the crater. A scream, the solid shells directly beat the few people into meat sauce, and their limbs flew. For a moment, all the soldiers were stunned and looked back at the tower of the East Gate City, where was the eight commander-in-chief Zhang Xianzhong.

"Hahahaha~", Zhang Xianzhong's laughter was clearly visible, the artillery bombardment of the Shenlong Army was suspended, and Zhang Xianzhong's troops also stopped attacking, and a strange silence suddenly appeared on the battlefield.

Zhang Xianzhong kicked away the already stunned soldier next to him, lit another iron-wood and earth cannon, and the tiny projectiles were flying like a wild bee. There were another scream and wailing under the city.

The fires in the city were even better. Tens of thousands of soldiers had not left the city and hid inside the city walls, avoiding the heat and the shells that would fly over their heads at some point. In the background of the crackling and howling hot winds, the soldiers in the city could also hear Zhang Xianzhong's crazy laughter.

"Kill, kill! Death, die! This is my kingdom, I will accompany me! I am not allowed to leave!" With a loud bang, another shelling attack.

Suddenly, a firework rose up on the hillside to the east and slowly fell towards the city gate. The three positions of the Shenlong Army rose up and shone brightly at almost the same time.

The soldiers of Zhang Xianzhong's troops shouted in despair, hugged their heads tightly, wishing they could get into the ground. The shells whizzed past their heads.

The Dongmen City Gate Tower suddenly turned into an extremely huge demon flower. Amid the huge explosion, the smoke of gunpowder gathered into a huge flower that swelled up and soared into the sky.

Just a round of volleys, the Dragon Cannon stopped roaring again. The first battalion of the Dragon Army had returned to the front of the formation, picked up the still steaming Shenlong gun and arranged in a row.

Zhang Xianzhong's crazy laughter disappeared when the demon flower bloomed. Tens of thousands of soldiers under the city turned around and silently looked at the strange scene of war that he had never seen before. In his eyes, the broken limbs and broken limbs and bodies were gone. In the storm of gunpowder under the moonlight, he suddenly felt relaxed in his heart.

"Woooooooooooooo~~", a whole horn suddenly rang, which was a dull sound from the far north. Then, under the clear moonlight, a black shadow appeared in the northern sky, slowly but continuously pressing over. There was another horn sound, and there were also soldiers and horses in the south, which were also slowly pressing up, and I don't know how many people were. Suddenly, Zhang Xianzhong's remnants became panicked.

On the dirt slope to the east, Zhuo Bufan smiled: "It's just right." At the same time, Zhuo Bufan looked at the battalion not far away in front of him. They had already completed the whole team, and the blood stains on their bodies were covered with broken armor, but they were still energetic and energetic. Suddenly, Bai Bing, who stood in front of the battalion, shook for a moment and fell down his horse.

Zhuo Bufan shouted and rushed away. The guard behind him saw the coach rushing down the hillside, and was shocked, and then rushed over.

Before he rushed to the front, Zhuo Bufan pulled the horse's head, and the horse rose up with manpower. He jumped off the horse and rushed to Bai Bing. At this time, the first battalion commander Zhang Sien and several soldiers had also jumped off the horse and helped Bai Bing up. Zhuo Bufan pushed everyone away and hugged Bai Bing in his arms.

Bai Bing's face was pale, his brows were frowning, and his expression was extremely painful. Zhuo Bufan's hand holding Bai Bing's armpits felt very wet. When he raised his hand, he saw it was covered in blood.

He tore open the light armor and saw a blade cutting the inner clothes. Blood was constantly oozing out from the ribs under his armpits and the inner part of his upper arm. I don’t know if it was caused by a spear or a short blade. Zhuo Bufan breathed a sigh of relief. The wound was terrible but not serious. It was obvious that he fainted from excessive blood loss.

A soldier from the Dragon Army next to him had already taken out the triangle bag. Zhuo Bufan snatched it and pulled it out the long bandage. However, he was stunned for a moment. Everyone looked at each other. If they wanted to stop the bleeding, they had to tear open the clothes and tie the chest. However, Bai Bing was a woman, and the only woman in the combat force. Everyone was not Zhuo Bufan. In their hearts, they still had a very stubborn concept of women's chastity and integrity.

Zhuo Bufan was just stunned. Then he took the short blade without hesitation, broke the light armor and tied the rope, and then freed up his hand and pulled Bai Bing's underwear. Zhang Sien and the soldiers next to him quickly turned their heads.

Just as he was about to exert force, his hands tightened, perhaps touching Bai Bing's wound. Bai Bing woke up in pain and grabbed Zhuo Bufan's hand. At this time, Bai Bing could no longer speak, and the blood dripping on his hands dyed Zhuo Bufan's wrists red. Bai Bing looked at Zhuo Bufan calmly, but his hands loosened a little bit and nodded gently.

No longer hesitated, he used both hands to tear Bai Bing's underwear open until his belly. Bai Bing hummed softly and fainted again. Zhuo Bufan looked down and cursed. His white chest, which had been revealed for most of the spring, was still tightly wrapped around a circle of soft cloth. Shaking his head, Zhuo Bufan could only try to pick up the breast wrap and cut it with a short blade. Fortunately, although it was tied tightly, Bai Bing was really proud. He just needed to put his hand tightly on the depression and stretched it in from bottom to top, and he achieved his goal. However, in this way, he touched everything he shouldn't have touched.

Perhaps it was because of the extremely sensitive woman that Bai Bing woke up again, and just rushed to her chest and relaxed, and her breathing became smooth. Then, she clearly felt the big hand on her chest, the hot big hand that was clumsyly wrapped around the bandage. Even Bai Bing could not face Zhuo Bufan at this time, so she closed her eyes tightly and let her do it. She shyly wanted to faint again but could not do it as she wished. The more shy she felt, the clearer she felt, and the more shy she felt, the more touched her heart was.

Zhuo Bufan was sweating profusely at this moment, and he couldn't care about your shyness. The more anxious you were, the more stupid you became. He sprinkled with medicine powder and finally wrapped the bandage around, but his hand slipped and the cloth head disappeared without a trace.

"Damn~", cursing inwardly, Zhuo Bufan could only fumble to find the cloth head, pressed Ao Ting with his hand, lowered his head and bit the cloth head, tightened the bandage with his other hand, and finally completed the bandage.
Chapter completed!