"Brother, I really wish I had heard of this man. There were rumors before that Mantou Mountain was pacified by him."
"Is it him?" King Kong rolled his eyes, stood up, and picked up the blood hook knife next to the chair.
"So what if it's him? If he dares to come to our Wild Fox Ridge to run wild, I think he's tired of living. What, second brother, are you still afraid of him?"
He rolled on the spot and smiled, showing his ghost-like teeth, "How can I? I was just thinking about how many people we should bring down the mountain."
"Everything is as usual, leave some people to look after the house, and everyone else will go down the mountain. Anyway, we are familiar with this place. If the other party is difficult to deal with, we will retreat, take a detour, and let the group of people go back in despair."
King Kong waved his hand impatiently, dragging the blood hook knife towards the entrance of the hall.
After thinking about it carefully, I felt that there was no big problem, so I gave a few instructions and started to gather manpower with King Kong.
An hour passed quickly, and facing the scorching midday sun, King Kong and Lei Ren appeared on the flat land ten miles southeast of Yehu Ridge with nearly three hundred thugs.
At this time, a troop of several hundred soldiers and horses were waiting for them in a tight formation.
...
The moment he saw King Kong, Tie Mo opened his mouth and almost laughed out loud.
Is this still a human being? This is simply a mountain of meat walking on its own.
Shi Hu was the most honest and honest person, and he couldn't stop talking. He couldn't help shouting: "Is there no one in Yehuling? Why is there a big fat pig at the front?"
Shi Hu's words made everyone laugh.
King Kong is just fat, but he is not stupid. When he heard this, he immediately became furious.
"Who is Tie Mo?"
"I'm just a fat pig. How do you treat me?" Tie Mo raised the machete in his hand and whistled at King Kong with contempt.
King Kong was angry for a moment and laughed. His eyes narrowed into slits and the fat on his face trembled. "Very good. If you are a bit brave, I won't be able to squeeze your balls in a while."
"Brothers, come on, whoever takes off the head of Tie, I will reward him with ten gold bars and two pretty little ladies!"
"Oh, brothers, kill!"
Someone shouted loudly, and more than 200 thugs rushed forward as if they wanted to take some medicine. They screamed, and their attacks had no formation level, and they rushed forward with a strong courage.
Lei Ren had been observing the opponent's formation, and he always felt that the opponent's formation was a bit strange. He was about to give a warning, but before he could say anything, his brothers had already charged forward.
King Kong did not watch the show from behind, but mixed with the crowd and rushed forward together. He was tall and tall, like a mountain of flesh. Once he started running, he had a posture of destroying everything, which made people tremble in their hearts.
Looking at the swarming mobs, Tie Mo tried to calm down, "One row of shields... Two rows of shields... up..."
The thick iron shield was taller than a man. In the hole the size of a square brick in the middle, the blunderbuss glowed, and the regular gunfire covered up the roar of the thugs.
Bang bang bang!
The thugs at the front were splashed with blood, and more than a dozen people fell down, but the people behind didn't seem to notice, and continued to rush forward without changing their expressions.
Although a thug was shot, he did not die. However, when he fell to the ground, he was trampled by countless companions, and finally his entire face was crushed.
Trampling on the bodies of their companions, the thugs continued to speed up without slowing down, with crazy lights shooting out of their eyes.
This is the survival rule of Yehuling. As long as you fall, you will either be killed by the enemy or trampled to death by your own people. There is no sympathy or kindness here, only profit and survival.
Intense gunshots continued to sound, and thugs continued to fall, but they could not stop their progress.
Finally, the thugs rushed forward. Just as they were looking at the weapons in their hands, gunshots rang out. Beautiful blood blossoms bloomed on their chests, and many people screamed and fell on their shields.
The hand-to-hand combat began, and the power of the cannon was greatly weakened.
Many of the shield soldiers squatting behind the shield were panicked. Zhou Dingshan roared with red eyes, "Don't panic, put on the iron rod, string the shield together, support me, hold the shield...
..Hold on…”
After receiving the order, the shield soldier almost instinctively took off the thick iron rod from his waist and strung the shields together according to his usual training movements.
"kill....."
One of the thugs' eyes turned red. Seeing that the knife in his hand was ineffective against the iron shield, he violently turned sideways and crashed directly into the iron shield. Other thugs followed suit and launched body bombs against the iron shield.
Some people began to step on their companions' shoulders, soaring into the air and directly crossing the shield.
Those thugs who jumped over the shields, before they could gain a foothold, found that there was still a row of shields in front of them, with spears thrust out from the gaps, and howls could be heard all at once.
"Oh...oh...oh...oh..."
The soldiers roared wildly and tried to press their shields forward.
More and more thugs died in front of the shield formation, but the blood did not scare them, but aroused their ferocity. Many thugs began to climb over the shield wall, and under the thrust of spears, the surviving thugs began to attack those shields.
The soldiers started a massacre.
More and more people died in the first row of shield soldiers, the shield wall was torn down, and soon thugs crossed the second shield wall and started fighting with the pike soldiers.
A thug kicked a spearman to the ground and chopped the spearman's neck with the ax in his hand more than ten times. Blood spurted out, and the thug was covered in blood, with a cruel smile on his face.
, which makes people’s hearts tremble.
The two shield walls were crossed, the musketeers were useless, and the four-meter long spears were unable to engage in close combat. For a time, the formation was in danger of being overwhelmed.
At this time, the disadvantage of the Anzhuang Fort soldiers who had not experienced the cruel battlefield began to show. Many musketeers and pikemen were frightened by the ferocious and cruel appearance of the thugs, and actually turned around and fled back.
"Go back to me, anyone who dares to challenge me will be killed without mercy!"
Shi Hu was so furious that he led the war supervising soldiers to kill more than ten people before finally blocking the deserters back.
However, at this time, the Yehuling thugs had completely broken into the formation, and the muskets were completely useless. In a close combat fight, the recruits from Anzhuang Castle were no match for the thugs.
Fighting on the battlefield requires more courage and ruthlessness! These soldiers from Anzhuang Fort are far inferior to the Yehuling thugs.
Failure seems inevitable.
King Kong stopped walking, put the blood-hook knife on his shoulder, rubbed his fat face, and laughed loudly, "Look, those people are dead. I have long said that I will cut the people named Tie into pieces..."
"
After searching hard in the crowd, I finally found the arrogant Tie Mo. Just as he was about to step forward, there was a loud noise in his ears, followed by a huge tremor on the ground.
Boom...Rumble...
Many people looked in the direction of the sound and saw a black cloud rising into the sky in the direction of Yehuling, as if the sky had been blown open.
King Kong was confused, and Lei Ren was also a little confused.
What just happened?
At this time, someone shouted, "The south intersection of Yehuling was bombed, and our retreat was blocked."
Those words were like a knife stabbed into the heart of the Yehuling thugs.