East of the city.↗

The fierce battle has begun.

The dense crowds of people were crowded with each other in less than a few miles of radius and shot at each other.

Countless corpses have been left behind on both sides.

The sound of muskets continued without any signs of stopping.

A person suddenly fell down, and a bleeding hole appeared on their bodies and blue smoke was emitted.

However, the main whistle that ordered the attack still did not stop, and many people's gun barrels were already red. Although the Langsan Army's firearms were more sharp and had a great advantage, the opponent was a dense Ming army. One group of people fell down like harvesting wheat, and then another group of people began to replenish, and the formation of the Langsan Army began to become loose.

Many people fell directly into pools of blood, but their companions did not retreat, their eyes were already red.

Reload, shoot, or the next moment is death.

Liu Chen had tears in his eyes, his Adam's apple kept rolling, but he did not stop, but just kept urging the attack.

At this time, Liu Chen already knew that their death was not far away.

They were trapped in a fierce battle and defeated teams of enemies, but more people came to kill. At this time, just a few miles away, the three guards of Duoyan had gathered.

The swords were raised, and then thousands of horses galloped, and the cavalry swarmed came from the flanks of Liu Chen's troops like an arrow.

The long sword is like a forest, and the shouts of killing are everywhere, breaking through the sky.

Liu Chen yelled: "Guard the wings."

This is just a dying struggle, because everyone knows that in this wilderness, they are entangled by the Ming army musketeers on the opposite side. Attacked by tens of thousands of cavalry on the flank, no matter how sharp your firearms are and how brave the officers and soldiers are, they will inevitably be torn apart in the end.

But from the very beginning, Liu Chen knew that his stubborn resistance was not futile. His Highness's purpose was to attack the west. Liu Chen's mission was to use their flesh and blood to attract the attention of the Ming cavalry, waste them in the North Camp, and use his own flesh and blood to fight for another Lang San army to directly win the central army. The longer they persisted, the greater the chance of victory of the Lang San army, and the more enemies they delayed. It would relieve the more pressure on the other people.

Their death will affect the entire battle situation. Now, Liu Chen draws out the command knife and personally leads more than 2,000 reserve teams to form a formation on the flanks.

The black cavalry was swarming like dark clouds, the earth was trembling and the drums were like thunder. Everyone's hearts were shaking with the violent drums and horse hooves.

They held the musket in their hands tightly, their Adam's apples kept rolling, swallowing the spit in their mouths, and they were scared. The survival ** suddenly occupied their minds, but they didn't move, and everyone couldn't move.

Because deep in his heart, the honor of being the Langshan Army is like a sea-stabilizing needle in his heart, constantly fighting against fear. They cannot leave, if they return, then what they advocated before will be worthless, and then everything they cherish will be gone; then... Then... If even the last trace of honor and courage has been lost, what are you?

Of course, the most important thing is that Liu Chen did not retreat. He held the sword in his hand and shouted hysterically. Although his voice could not be heard by everyone, he was already sweating profusely at this time. He was not in a state of discomfort. At this moment, he just yelled in his dry throat: "Fight to the death! Fight to the death! Fight to the death!

The sound of horse hooves like thunder had drowned out the roar. Then, they opened fire, and dozens of cavalry were shot in an instant. The inertia of the war horses still rushed forward, and the cavalry on the horse had fallen to the ground.

"emission!"

"Smack sex..."

"emission!"

"Smack sex..."

The man who was moving quickly with his sword was getting closer and closer, and finally he was only a short distance away.

In just one moment, in an instant, the war horses rushed into the array like tigers descending the mountain.

boom……

The speeding war horses directly blasted the man away wildly. How could the flesh and blood body withstand such an impact? The blood and blood were like paper, and it was suddenly washed away several meters, and the bones on the body were shattered.

They discarded the musket and pulled out the sword at their waists. They were still fighting bloody in this asymmetrical battle.

Liu Chen's hair was disheveled, and he was still roaring: "Fight to the death!"

His voice finally came to an abrupt end when the last syllable was spit out.

A long sword slashed hard on him, and his arm was cut off. Even the skin was still hanging on him. He staggered and was driven away by the war horses flying from behind. He fell to the ground, and then many war horses stepped on him...

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West of the city.

The roar of the Northern Camp could not be heard here, but Hao Fenglou's intention was fully exposed at this moment. He sacrificed a group of people and then did his best to raid the Ming army's central army.

This is the only opportunity for the Lang Shan army. If you win, you will be able to dominate the world. If you lose, you will be able to lose the sacrifice of tens of thousands of people. Even Hao Fenglou himself will inevitably become a prisoner at the bottom.

Hao Fenglou had no choice. He had only the front in front of him, and only the direction of the dragon flag hanging. This huge sacrifice made him unable to retreat, and he had not even had the qualification to be timid.

The brave ones win when they meet on a narrow road. Even if only one soldier is left, they can only move forward!

Countless people moved forward quickly like a flood peak, and they frantically looked towards the distant high ground.

Liu Chen and the others went to Beiying in order to hold back the big troubles of this raid. That is, the only one who can truly block the three guards of Duoyan who were as fast as lightning in the wilderness was the most elite cavalry in the world. However, even so, there were still 100,000 new troops in the Ming Dynasty on both sides of their left and right wings.

"Kill!" Hao Fenglou had wiped his tears and roared. He exhausted all his strength and held the sword in his hand. At this time, he had no chance to take advantage of his mistakes. There was no more political plots here, no laughter, no scolding, but only blood and flesh that had made up his mind to die.

The Ming army in each battalion had already taken action, and the people and horses were like overwhelming. Seeing this, they rushed towards Hao Fenglou's horse without hesitation. They knew the intention of the Lang San army and these people must stop them.

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Chapter completed!