The open gun is easy to block, but the hidden arrows are hard to defend against. Without any defense, the Sichuan Army sentries and patrol teams were knocked down one by one. When the last soldier used as a patrol was stabbed and fell down, in the eyes of Zi Jinliang and Zhang Xianzhong, the temporary camp where the Sichuan Army was temporarily stationed became an unguarded slaughterhouse.

All of them were in trouble, but the Sichuan soldiers were still unaware of it.

"Brother Wang, everything is done." Zhang Xianzhong held the long knife and reported to Zijinliang, the responsible for this operation, asking for instructions on the next action.

The long sword was still dripping with blood. When Zhang Xianzhong was dealing with the Sichuan soldiers on duty just now, he also participated. He was the deputy and had many capable people under his command. He didn't need to take action himself, but Zhang Xianzhong took the initiative to participate because he liked the feeling of stabbing the knife into the *. Every time he fought, he would become excited. Even he himself felt that he was born for killing.

Zi Jinliang nodded and said happily: "Thank you for your hard work, Brother Zhang, OK, it's time to send them on the way."

The meaning of this trip was to send them to Huangquan Road, which means to kill them. Zhang Xianzhong responded, bowed to Zi Jinliang, then turned around and made a move to his subordinates who were on standby behind him.

All the people from all walks of life had already divided the work and many of them came out with jars of wine and threw them from the mountain to the Sichuan Army camp below under the command of a small leader.

"Peng"

"Pengpengpeng..."

This wine is a good wine, with high mellowness and fragrant smell. However, these wines are not for drinking, but thrown down. They are prepared for combustion. When they are smashed hard from the mountain, the jars of wine are broken. The wine is sprinkled all over the floor, and many tents are also covered with burning spirits. Some of the bad luck Sichuan soldiers were hit by the jars while they were sleeping, and screamed in pain.

"No, enemy attack"

“So much wine”

"Sir, why are your hands bleeding?"

"Quick, scout guys. The enemy attacks."

They were all killed at the door, and these Sichuan queens woke up like dreams. They shouted desperately, some called on the people around them, and some looked for armor and weapons everywhere. The quiet camp just now suddenly became a mess. The more chaotic it was, the more chaotic it was.

Before the Sichuan soldiers could react, a round of rockets came. The tent was originally a silk cloth that was more likely to catch fire. He had just poured strong liquor, and the fire suddenly got up. The wind was strong in the wild. Although the wind was not strong in the terrain of the mountain nest, the mountain surround was a little small, and the tent was densely tied. It was enough to burn the camp. For a moment, there were screams, screams, and the sound of the officers yelling the soldiers' defense. No one expected that at this time, enemies would even be killed in this place. Some people were awakened while sleeping, screaming in thin clothes, and were quickly shot to death by arrows.

How could there be no sharp arrows when shooting rockets? There are fewer people below. One shot is accurate. For this operation, all the rebels have picked up many good archers, and they all tried their best to pull their bows and shoot arrows. Before the Sichuan Army could react, they should have given the greatest damage before forming a defensive formation.

"Swoosh" "Swoosh..." Nearly three hundred archers kept shooting arrows. For a moment, the arrows were like rain. Many Sichuan soldiers had not put on their armor and had not yet found their weapons. They fell into the raids. In just a moment, they were burned to death by fire, shot to death by arrows, and even trampled to death by their own people. The miserable terror was everywhere and blood flowed into a river. The scene was terrible.

After a few rounds of arrow rains, Zhang Xianzhong, who had already been ready, drew out his long sword and said with a ferocious look on his face: "Kill, kill them all for me."

After saying that, he squeezed his legs hard, and when the horse was hurt, he immediately raised his four hooves and rushed towards the camp with Zhang Xianzhong. Seeing the eight kings of Xiying so brave, the rebels also shouted and rushed towards the camp.

"Hurry up, form a formation and raise your shields for me."

"Get the weapon, the enemy rushed in."

"Fight with them."

"What are you afraid of? Those mud feet, brothers, kill them!"

Although they suffered a surprise attack, more than half of the casualties were paid at the beginning, the elite soldiers were elite soldiers. Under the shouts of the officers, the soldiers began to form Chen Shi and prepare to fight the enemy. The dog jumped over the wall, and the rabbit bit people when they were anxious. Moreover, these were well-trained elite soldiers. If they didn't fight to the death, they would have no hope of survival.

As the commander of the Sichuan soldiers, Dong Jian, who woke up from the drunkenness, was so scared that his little face was as pale as paper. I don’t know if it was cold or scared, but his calves kept shaking. At this moment, he did not look as energetic as before, and he was speechless: “What...what is going on?”

Han Ping, the head of the Thousand Household Office of Chaotianmen, held a shield to protect Dong Jian and said anxiously: "Sir, there are at least tens of thousands of people in the thief. We are surrounded, and the brothers are suffering heavy casualties. What should I do?"

Seeing that there are enemies around me, I don’t know how many of them are, so it’s better to say more.

"Yes, what...what should I do?" Dong Jian was so scared that he was confused. He forgot that he was the chief general. Han Ping asked him for instructions, and he asked Han Ping in reverse.

"Han Qianhu, organize the people immediately and prepare to break through. Only by rushing out can you find a glimmer of life. The enemy occupied the high ground and fired a cold arrow. The terrain here is like a pocket, with no danger to defend. The enemy is prepared and can only break through the siege." Dong Jian didn't say anything, but Tan Feng said firmly that he knew very well about the people he wanted to protect.

At this time, I wanted him to make a decision, and it was like a blind man lighting the lamp: it was useless.

As Han Wendeng's personal guard, Tan Feng has always been sober, such as drinking moderately, not wearing any clothes, etc. When he heard the abnormality, he immediately took a weapon to surround Dong Jian in the middle. This is exactly how he saved Dong Jian's life. Otherwise, Dong Jian would not have enough life to die, because he was the head coach, and the tent he lived in was the largest, and the archers were happy to shoot this conspicuous target. The mission of Tan Feng and others was to protect Dong Jian's safety, not to participate in the alert, and they could not attack. Of course, it did not include protecting people other than Dong Jian. The brothel woman who followed Dong Jian died in the chaos of arrows.

This is the legendary beauty’s life.

After Tan Feng finished speaking, seeing that his subordinate Han Ping was still hesitating, Dong Jian couldn't help but kick him and shouted: "Why don't you go quickly, do you want to die here?"

"Yes, sir." Han Ping did not dare to neglect any more, and protected himself with a shield, and hurriedly organized soldiers to prepare for breaking through.

Just as Han Ping left, the personal guards began to help Dong Jian put on his armor, heart protection mirrors, and then helped him get on the horse. Everyone hugged him and prepared to break through: While there are still troops, you can try it. If everyone is too late, those who want to break through will not be able to break through.

"Sir, break through"

"Kill, you can only survive if you kill."

"Brother, kill me, and you will get rewarded if you kill me."

Although Han Ping likes to flatter, he has some real skills. He just organized more than 500 people to break out in a short time. In fact, there is only this way out.

The Sichuan Army is about to escape!

Zhang Xianzhong, the eight kings of Xiying who were leading the charge, slashed hard with a scimitar, and one of them cut off the heads of an officer and soldier. The heads were separated, and the splattered blood splattered on his face. However, Zhang Xianzhong didn't mind, and he stuck out his tongue and licked the blood from his mouth into his mouth, shouting loudly: "These dog officers and soldiers want to escape, brothers, kill me."

"Kill them all, and leave no one."

"I want to run, but there is no door."

These rebels roared one by one and rushed towards the officers and soldiers who wanted to break through. Soon, the two men and horses were entangled. Each of them used all their might to swing the weapons in their hands towards the enemy, as if they wanted to smash the enemy who blocked their way. For a moment, roars, screams, weapons collided, and horses neighed in endlessly.

The knife was waving, the blood was splattering, the fighting spirit was burning, life was passing, thousands of people were fighting together, the scene could be said to be flesh and blood flying, and it was terrible. Some people kept falling down, and the blood dyed the land under their feet red.

It is hard to defeat intentions. With the fire ahead and the multiple rounds of arrows, the Sichuan Army has suffered more than half of the casualties. Besides, the attack was late at night, many people rushed to fight without even preparing their armor and weapons. They had no fighting spirit in panic. However, Zi Jinliang and others had been planning for a long time. The elites of the rebels from all sides were involved in this operation. They had strong combat power and high morale. They rushed towards the officers and soldiers like tigers going down the mountain. With the advantage of numbers, they quickly gained the upper hand.

The officers and soldiers were dispersed, divided, and annihilated, and one by one fell to scream.

But there are exceptions. There is an extremely elite team, like a sharp knife. Although it paid a heavy price, it finally made it break through the layers of encirclement of the rebels and successfully broke out. After breaking out, the rebels chased after them symbolically for a while, and soon stopped their troops and allowed them to leave.

Zi Jinliang, who was in charge of commanding at a high place, saw it clearly. There were about 200 officers and soldiers who escaped, and less than one-tenth of those who escaped. In terms of military terms, annihilation of 70% of the enemy troops could be said to have won a complete victory, but Zi Jinzi looked unhappy.

The plan is so perfect, the process is so smooth, and the advantages are so obvious. There is actually a fish that escapes the net. So he immediately asked someone to call Zhang Xianzhong over and ask: "Brother Zhang, didn't you say that you want to wipe out them all? You can wipe out them all, but you can't leak any one, why did you let them break out successfully? If they break out, they won't chase them, and let them escape?"

Zhang Xianzhong was also a little depressed and said with a depressed look: "Brother Wang, I want to wipe them out, but that team is too elite, like a god of killing, and it is difficult to stop it. This time, the eight alliances attacked, and those guys were reluctant to fight to the death, for fear that it would be difficult to explain if they fought back. It symbolized that they would pass by it afterwards. As for the pursuit, they had no idea. If they didn't believe it, they were all trying to grab food and grass and strip the armor of the officers and soldiers." (To be continued)
Chapter completed!