Facing the twenty-one heavily armed warriors who were fearless and marching forward bravely, the five hundred rebels in Shibei Gou were timid before fighting.
It wasn't until a scream came from behind, and a pawn who tried to escape was hacked to death by a supervisor, that the battle horn was officially sounded.
Hundreds of rebels rushed straight at them without any structure, and Wang Ben and others were swamped in the blink of an eye.
These rebels were either farmers or criminals wanted by the government before they came to Shibei Gou.
They firmly believe in the principle of "beating the old master to death with random punches". Even if the opponent is armed to the teeth, as long as there are enough people, they can still easily defeat the opponent.
The rebels worked hard, waving the blades in their hands and slashing at Wang Ben and others.
This was the first time in their lives that they faced heavily armored soldiers.
The blade in his hand went straight to chop at the vital points of Wang Ben and others. Wang Ben alone received seven or eight cuts on his head and shoulders in just a few breaths.
It's a pity that the more vital parts are, the thicker the armor is!
These crude blades were unable to cause any real damage except leaving scratches on Wang Ben's body.
When the supervisors in the distance saw this, they brandished their swords and roared angrily.
"Idiot! Cut the breastplate!"
Although these blades cannot break armor, they can cut the knots connecting the armor pieces.
The roar was so loud that the rebels in the front row could not hear the shouts of the supervisors at the rear. They risked their lives to attack the enemy.
From the beginning to the end, the brave warriors relied on their thick armor to resist attacks from all directions, and were not in a hurry to fight back.
These rookies, overwhelmed with enthusiasm and excitement, tried their best with every blow, so much so that they were already panting from exhaustion after only swinging a few knives.
The rebels at the back were pushing and squeezing the rebels in front. The rebels at the front were exhausted, but they could not retreat to the rear to rest.
Until the surrounding offensive gradually weakened, Wang Ben, who had been passively beaten, suddenly raised the Mo Dao in his hand and struck the rebels in front of him head-on.
The rebel was wearing a commoner suit. Facing the powerful and heavy slashing attack, he only heard a series of "click, click, click..." crisp sounds.
This knife went down from the rebel's left shoulder, first cutting off the collarbone, and then a series of ribs...
Wang Ben knew the importance of saving physical strength, so he only used half of his strength with this sword, so he did not cut the rebel in front of him in half.
But the hot blood splashed out, causing the surrounding rebels to turn pale with shock, and feel chills coming from their heels.
The daredevils who formed a tight turtle-shell formation with Wang Ben also began to fight back one after another.
The long weapons in the hands of dare warriors weigh nearly twenty kilograms and are specially designed to deal with heavy armored soldiers.
The brave warrior only needs to raise the weapon, apply a little force, and smash it head-on into the unarmored rebels. The result will be extremely tragic.
A heavy blow from a mountain ax can break more than just a few bones!
Unless a mace is hit on the head, the fatal effect is not as good as that of a knife or a mountain axe. However, anyone who touches the mace will suffer broken bones and tendons, and will lose mobility instantly.
Nearly a cup of tea has passed since the battle between the two sides. Twenty-one brave warriors, no one was injured or killed.
The corpses of the surrounding rebels were piled on top of each other. More than fifty people were killed on the spot, but only three were seriously injured.
The rebels at the forefront were already scared out of their wits and had no fighting spirit. They cried for their parents and pushed back, but they could not withdraw from the battlefield at all.
More than twenty supervisors were supervising the battle from behind, and all the rebels were driven to attack the daredevils.
Those who are timid will be killed on the spot.
Those in the back push forward, and those in the front cannot escape.
The daredevils who originally formed a turtle-shell formation gradually transformed into two rows, with ten people at the front and back, and began to advance rhythmically.
Hundreds of rebels were slaughtered like grass in the face of the daredevils led by Wang Ben. From beginning to end, they were unable to form any effective resistance.
"I'm going to fight your mother. How do you want me to fight this battle?"
"The other party's mother is an iron can. Cutting it with a knife is like scratching an itch."
"Damn it, if you pounce on them, as long as you knock them down, you can crush them to death!"
"Fuck you, why don't you go up? Open your dog eyes and see how tall and burly these heavily armored soldiers are!"
"There are twenty-one people in total, and they are divided into two lines. The back is pushing against the front. It is impossible to push them."
"Where's the hammer? Bring the hammer!"
"I think you look like a hammer. The opponents are all long weapons and heavy weapons. Can't you go up with a small golden melon and die?"
"Run quickly, we can't fight!"
Seeing that they could no longer hold their line, the supervisors could only kill the deserters like crazy, but it was of no use.
Five hundred people faced off against twenty-one brave warriors. The battle lasted for a stick of incense, and more than a hundred people were killed or injured on our side, while none of the brave warriors was even slightly injured, not to mention dead.
Not to mention five hundred people, as long as the physical strength of these twenty-one brave warriors can keep up, they can kill from morning to night!
The supervisor's eyes widened and he roared at the top of his lungs: "Five hundred people were killed by a small group of heavily armored soldiers. They are all fucking trash!"
"When have we, the victorious army, ever been so embarrassed?"
At first, only the new soldiers recruited on the spot fled. Later, a few supervisory troops could not withstand the pressure and began to retreat.
"The only people who can fight against heavy armored warriors are armored soldiers and heavy cavalry."
"Relying on a group of new soldiers in civilian clothes, if you go up there, you will simply die. Just retreat."
In less than two sticks of incense, Shibei Gou rebelled against the party and was killed by twenty-one brave warriors including Wang Ben.
Wang Ben punched the Mo Dao hard on the blood-soaked mud and let out a long sigh of relief.
"I'm almost exhausted!"
"There are too few people, so we can't take turns to rest. We have been killing each other in one breath, and our arms are almost broken..."
"Brothers, our mission is completed, we just need to nail it here."
The twenty brave warriors behind Wang Ben were also holding weapons and breathing heavily. Facing the rebels who were fleeing in all directions, their eyes were numb and they showed no reaction.
After all, they are heavily armored soldiers, and their only mission is to resist the line. As long as they hold the center line firmly, it will be considered a victory.
The rest of the battle is not within their responsibilities.
As for the bows and arrows they carried, they were completely used as decorations. With their current physical strength, they could no longer draw a high-strength bow.
Seeing that the brave warriors did not pursue them at all, the rebels heaved a sigh of relief.
Just at this moment, a group of cavalry rushed out from the left and right wings!
"Damn, why are there cavalry here?!"
"Yizhou soldiers! It must be Yizhou soldiers who are trying to suppress us."
"Damn it, didn't Shangfeng say that the Yizhou soldiers and the Changsheng army had already reached an agreement and were accommodating to each other? Why did they suddenly attack!"