Kindness does not control the army, righteousness does not control the wealth.

Li Chengqian finally understood the meaning.

Everything is to lure the enemy, let the enemy invest more troops and invest more capital.

But the price seems to be too high.

Kill, kill, kill...

The soldiers in front of the formation did not know what the intention was. They only had enemies that kept rushing up, stabbing one to death and the other to death, without any retreat.

As a slave soldier, Xi Junmai was also mixed with the soldiers on the front line. Apart from a broken knife in his hand and a ragged dress, he didn't even have any shoes on his feet.

But these are no longer important. As long as he can survive this battle, he can wash away his slave status and live a normal life.

Behind Xi Junmai are his two brothers of life and death, Wang Da and Wang Er, who are brothers.

The three of them have the same identities and are all slave soldiers.

In fact, almost ninety-nine percent of the people who were fighting against the Turks were slave soldiers, only a few were not, and they were also supervisors, that is, those responsible for recording who killed approximately how many people.

Therefore, even though they had no good feelings for the governor, everyone still had to protect him so that the guy would die and no one would report his military merits.

"Two, haha... Junmai, I've killed two of them. If I cut down another one, I'll be free!" The Turkic man who rushed up was cut down and pulled the knife out of the other party's neck bone. Wang Dada laughed and shouted at Xi Junmai.

Xi Junmai didn't say anything, swung his knife to hold the knife that was slashed by his side, and gave Wang Da a gesture of 5, then pulled the side of the knife upwards with his backhand.

Swish....

One slap and one finger, six.

Wang Er saw it and spat on the ground: "Dog, brother, this guy is just a lunatic. You have to compete with him."

There is no way, he is in a bad mood. He has only killed one so far, and he is still two short of restoring his free body.

Xi Junmai dropped the knife that was already full of gaps in his hand, picked up the Turkic scimitar from the ground, and said in a muffled voice: "I can give you two."

"You can't help but lose your mind. You're blind as a governor, and that guy's eyes are very poisonous."

"You will be with me later, I will stop the enemy and you will kill you."

"Well, this idea is pretty good, thank you."

After a few words, the Turkic people rushed up again. Xi Junmai took the knife without saying a word, and rushed forward. The sharp scimitar was directly attacking the other party with a breathtaking roar.

Bang.

"ah……"

With a scream, the Turkic people rushing up could not even react, and their arms were cut off with one knife and fell down screaming.

"Your." Xi Junmai said lightly, and rushed towards another person with his hand knife.

Wang Er, who was following behind, was stunned when he saw the "head" sent. Is this a red-eyed person or what?

Others are thinking about how to save their lives on the battlefield. This person is better, he will do it alive and die. Not only does he not want to hide, but he will take the initiative to find the enemy to kill him.

The killing continues, and there are more and more Turkic people.

Xi Jun was able to kill all sides at the beginning, but later he had to form a formation with Wang Da and Wang Er to protect himself.

None of the three of them had the heart to calculate how many people they killed. Anyway, the governor was killed by the Turks just now, so what can he do if he doesn't care.

Swish swish swish swish....

Dangdangdangdangdang….

"Kill them, kill them!"

"Kill all Tang Dogs!"

"The Khan said, behead the first-level sheep and reward the one bite, behead the third-level sheep and reward the hundred households, kill it!"

"Kill..., the Emperor of Tang retreated, kill him and capture the Emperor of Tang alive!"

There must be a brave man under heavy rewards. This battle is not only the Tang Dynasty killed crazy, but also the Turks, rushing towards the front of the Tang army that had been washed away like a tide.

Wang Da took the time to look in the direction of the central army, and found that the Huangluo umbrella cover, which was originally close to him, was constantly moving backwards.

Failed?

Despite the expected expectations, Wang Da was still a little panicked and hit Xi Junmai with his shoulder: "What should I do? The emperor has retired."

Wang Er looked at Xi Junmai and said, "Why don't we run away? The governor is gone anyway, and no one will care about us."

Xi Junmai waved his weapon and picked out the Turkic sword: "No, I haven't reached the dead end yet, I always feel that something is strange, so I will hold on for a while."

Wang Er was anxious: "How can you persist? Look at how many people are on the battlefield now. If you persist, you can't even leave."

Xi Junmai shook his head firmly: "No, look again."

Unlike Wang Da and Wang Er, Xi Junmai was the brigade commander of the Sui Dynasty's government army before becoming a slave soldier. Although he didn't know how to fight such a battle, it was impossible to just shoot the three-wheeled crossbow and do not just send slave soldiers to the front, except for the supervisor, there was no army to monitor.

However, the three of them completely lost the opportunity to leave. After a moment, the three of them were surrounded by Turkic people.

It seemed that the three of them were already catching turtles in a jar, and the Turkic people's faces were full of jokes. One stabbed them with a gun, and the other threw them with a stone, just like a cat playing with a mouse.

Wang Da, Wang Er didn't mean to blame Xi Junbu. He looked at each other and threw the knife in his hand to the ground: "Jun Buy, you can go alone. I know you still have the strength to fight out and live well."

Looking at the two brothers who believed in themselves and handed their lives to him, Xi Junmai opened his mouth: "I..."

"Don't say anything, let's go! When you think of us in the future, don't forget to burn a few more pieces of paper."

"Old Xi, why are you like a sissy? Don't talk too much, hurry up..."

Before there was enough time to say anything, the three people who were determined to die felt a sudden tremor from their feet, and then black and red flames burst out from behind the Turks.

Boom, boom, boom...

The explosion ripped through the sky, the black and red flames were like magma in hell, and the smoke raised was like the god of death's laughter.

"kill……!"

"Tang Dynasty, thousands of victories!"

"Kill, kill, kill..."

The war horses were neighing, the people were roaring, and the battle flags were flying...

Boom ~

Boom~~

As if in response to the explosion coming into the river bank, the same explosion sounded in front of the Turkic formation, and the black and red flames gushed wildly, reaping life indiscriminately.

Crazy!

Killing crazy!

Xi Junmai, Wang Da, Wang Er's eyes suddenly burst out with hope. His tired body seemed to be fed with chicken blood, and his originally sore and weak arms were instantly filled with strength.

The knife light flashed again, and the remaining limbs splashed.

The three people who were storming like three evil ghosts, howling and rushing towards the Turks who were just around them to discuss whether they wanted their five horses to dismember them.

"Kill~!"

"Tang Dynasty! Ten Thousand Victories!"

"Hahaha...burn it, the flames from hell, burn it all the way!"
Chapter completed!