At this moment, the aura of the tens of thousands of refugees in front of them quickly dissipated. Many of them looked at each other, head to head.
Mu Hong on the tower was also shocked. He quickly turned to look at Zhang Heng beside him.
Zhang Heng gritted his teeth and twisted the flesh on his face.
He first yelled at Wu Zhi, and then roared angrily: "Kill me, sons and daughters! Kill Wu Zhi, grab all the gold and silver treasures, and share them equally with everyone!"
There was a cry of killing among tens of thousands of people. These were Zhang Heng and Mu Hong's men. They were hiding in the crowd, and they were also leading tens of thousands of refugees and rushing forward!
Zhang Heng, who was on the tower, suddenly had a sneer on his lips when he saw so many people rushing towards Wu Zhi.
"Those who don't know how to live or die! With people like you, you actually want to attack Linhe County?"
"What's even more stupid is to show so much gold and silver, hehe! Isn't this obviously waiting for us to steal it!?"
On Wu Zhi's side, Leng Wuyan looked at the large group of people in front of him and came to kill him, and suddenly felt a little suffocated in his heart.
Even though she was extremely skilled in martial arts, standing on this battlefield with so many enemies in front of her still caused great visual and psychological pressure on her.
Leng Wushuang immediately used his internal power to send a message to Wu Zhi: "Wuzhi, if you don't retreat, do you really want to die?"
Wu Zhi did not turn around, let alone retreat. He raised his head slightly, and the strong wind blowing against his face blew Wu Zhi's hair.
At this moment, in Leng Wu's eyes, Wu Zhi's back became extremely tall for some reason.
Wu Zhi suddenly raised his right hand high, and about 500 people rushed out from the more than 2,000 people behind him.
They all held spears in their hands and ran quickly in the direction of Wu Zhi.
And the moment Wu Zhi lowered his hand, these more than 500 people immediately thrust their spears at the 50,000 people in Wuyang in front of them just like Wu Zhi did just now!
There are so many opponents, there is no need to aim at all!
"Whoosh!"
"Whoosh!"
"Whoosh!"
These five hundred or so people practice flying guns during training!
The spears drew beautiful parabolas one after another in the air, and shot at the fifty thousand refugees in a concentrated manner.
But standing among the group of more than 50,000 people, they only saw the spear roaring in front of them like a violent storm!
Before many people had time to react, the spear had penetrated their bodies and pinned them straight to the ground!
Some spears even penetrated the bodies of two people at the same time. After killing the two, they actually tilted their bodies to the ground at the same time!
The charge of the refugees came to a halt almost immediately.
No one dares to come forward again!
The scene in front of them was really too horrifying. Their companions who were shouting about going to the carriage to snatch the gold and silver just now died beside them one by one.
And he was still standing on the ground, with bright red blood gurgling down the wooden shaft of the spear.
There are still people who are not dead, but their bodies have been penetrated by spears, and they can only keep wailing and screaming!
They stretched out their hands tremblingly, asking for help from their companions or relatives around them.
The wailing and cries for help gathered together, making the steps of these refugees extremely heavy, and none of them dared to sprint forward!
Zhang Heng on the city tower was also panicked, and immediately asked the people on the side to beat the drums. Among the crowd, Zhang Heng's men also kept encouraging, urging the refugees around him to rush forward!
The crowd ran and charged again, but the momentum was a bit weaker than before.
A distance of several hundred meters can be reached by regular soldiers in a few strokes.
However, although these refugees were huge in number, they were all as thin as sticks. When they were first inspired, they ran so fast.
But when the run was interrupted, they actually didn't have much energy left.
When the two armies fought against each other, the scene was almost in ruins!
The knife, the knife in Wu Zhi's hand, drew one after another sharp arcs in the air!
He was just like the God of Death descending to earth, and for a moment he felt like he was in a no-man's land!
