Chapter five hundred and ten people die for wealth
The Oki battalion led by Qian Yi was the most ferocious. After a few attacks, the rogue soldiers also realized that the Oki battalion was unstoppable. Inadvertently, they all avoided the swords and swords of the Oki battalion soldiers and attacked the Tengshe and Haezhi battalions.?
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Although Teng Snake and Xie Zhi are also brave and brave, but their momentum is slightly inferior, and some soldiers were injured when they were in a hurry.
Li Luo raised his eyebrows and gave the order: "Zhen Zhi away, change the formation."
The nine battalions listened to the order, and Ouki took the lead to move. The other eight battalions performed their respective duties, and the eight gates wandered around. However, they were a little unfamiliar when changing formations, at different speeds, and the formations were slightly scattered. Although the enemy did not know where they were, they still
He also looked for loopholes and killed his way in.
Li Luo let out a clear whistle, and Ming Hong appeared again, forcing the enemy soldiers who had entered the formation out of the formation.
The soldiers of the ninth cavalry battalion of the Chinese Army roared in response to the sound, and the offensive was launched. They blocked the enemy soldiers from attacking the formation and stabilized the Nine Palaces formation.
Li Luo didn't want to fight anymore and jumped back to the big rock, concentrating on delivering the order.
When the order came, the formation changed freely, but the change of formation was only between the nine and eight gates. Li Luo and Shen Xiangdong still didn't know the secrets of the other six rituals and three wonders. If the tiger painting did not turn out to be a dog, it would be in vain.
The lives of the Chinese cavalry officers and soldiers.
The Nine Palace Formation is constantly changing. Except for the first few formation changes, which were a little unfamiliar, the more intense the war, the more skillful the generals became in changing formations. They responded to each other in life and death. If any soldiers were injured, they would be replaced by brothers Pao Ze from other camps. After a while,
Rest, return to the formation and fight again, only to be dazzled by the bandits and unable to get in.
The rogue general's face was gloomy. He had been unable to fight for a long time. Not to mention the wounded and disabled generals, he had not managed to force the hundreds of people in front of him from a distance of three feet for several seconds. Seeing that most of the rogue bandits were approaching behind him, he had not accomplished even an inch of success.
The rewards for meritorious deeds are not much gold and silver.
The general was furious and shouted: "Fire your arrows and shoot these thieves to death for me."
"Commander, there are brothers here..." Before he finished speaking, the general raised his hand and slapped him in the face, yelling: "Do you think what I said is fart!"
"Yes, yes." The general and his soldiers covered their faces and shouted coldly, "Fire the arrows, fire the arrows."
Li Luo didn't wait for the bandits to bend their bows, and shouted loudly: "Collect the array, hide the array."
The Shepherd Sirius generals listened to the order and retreated quickly, hiding behind the wood and rocks, coming and going like the wind, not catching a speck of dust.
The general glared angrily and gnashed his teeth, took a few deep breaths, and said loudly: "The archers will clear the way, and I will kill the rest and skin these straight thieves alive."
Li Luo immediately sent an order to the generals of Mu Tianlang to move around the enemy in places where bows and arrows could not reach, and wait for opportunities to attack and kill the enemy's archers.
When the rogue leader saw this, his cheeks twitched slightly and his heart ached. Although the archers in the formation were protected by infantry and cavalry, they suffered heavy casualties. If this continues, the entire battalion of archers will be completely lost before the property is captured.
Already.
The Mutianlangs were flexible in coming and going, forming their own formations, gathering and dispersing at times. If they saw an enemy archer in front of them, they would hide in the forest and take the opportunity to assassinate the rogue archers.
If the archers moved into the formation, they would immediately step forward to invite a fight and block the march of the rogue bandits. They would hide in the dense forest several times without waiting for the rogue generals to take up their positions, leaving only the rogue generals and soldiers wasting time in forming formations to respond to the enemy.
After repeated nuisances, the bandits were furious, but there was nothing they could do.
After several real and false tests, the soldiers of the nine battalions suddenly attacked with all their strength. The rogue enemy was caught off guard and suffered over a hundred casualties.
The leader of the rogue bandits was furious, Han Xin sent the archers in front, and all the generals followed, chasing the men and horses carrying the treasure into the valley.
Fenghe Valley is divided into three branches. Its hinterland is slightly flat, a few miles wide and about ten miles long.
The original river in the wilderness has dried up long ago, and only the river bed is vaguely visible.
The wild grass grows wildly in the valley, reaching half a man's height, which is quite spectacular.
If you look at this valley from a distance, it seems that there are still traces of the rules of farming. Maybe there were people living here many years ago, but for some reason they have disappeared. Even the remaining bricks and tiles have not been left.
The end of the valley is broken by a dangerous peak, and it spreads out for an unknown number of miles, and its end cannot be seen in the distance.
Except for the rather steep and rugged entrance to the valley, although the hinterland of Fenghe Valley is difficult to access the flat land outside the mountains, there are no obstacles to marching, so it is not a good place for military strategists.
The rogue general shouted loudly and ordered his generals to hurry up a little bit. Li Luo's heart moved and he guessed that most of the rogue bandits outside the mountain were not far away.
Fortunately, all the carriages and horses have entered the valley, and now they are galloping like desperadoes towards the place where the valley bisects.
Shen Xiangdong looked back distractedly. The two armies were locked in an inextricable stalemate at the mouth of the valley. The sound of horns filled the sky in the dusk. The red fat on the grass had condensed into a new purple. Swords were rising and falling, and blood and flesh were flying everywhere.
Shen Xiangdong's heart sank. The remaining nine battalions of Chinese cavalrymen said nothing and hurried on in a muffled voice, wishing they could fly away.
The dangerous peaks in the valley were in sight. Fortunately, there was no shortage of valuables left. Shen Xiangdong stopped the generals and looked back. He saw what appeared to be an evil dragon entangled in the sea of grass, chasing Li Luo and others dozens of feet away in front of him. Fierce and arrogant.
Just when the Shepherd Sirius generals were extremely anxious, a soft sigh came from a Bodhi maple tree on the side, saying regretfully: "People die for wealth and birds die for food. All the heroes are amazing and talented, but they have to sacrifice themselves for just a few carts of treasure." It’s really a shame to die here.”
Shen Xiangdong glanced at Bodhi Maple and saw that it was Fan Feihong, the Jinghong Sword who was causing trouble on the mountain road today.
Since the generals parted ways unhappily, Fan Feihong followed him all the way, but did not take any action. Although his whereabouts had been discovered by Leng Bing and others, Fan Feihong did not care much and still followed the generals closely, as if It's like riding a horse and watching flowers.
"Young Master Fan is so excited. In this situation, we can still talk and laugh. But if we wait a little longer, I'm afraid these belongings will never be with you."
Fan Feihong raised his eyes and looked to the west. The setting sun was returning to the mountains. The sunset was like fire, dyeing the few ink clouds in the sky into dark red. He said with some meaning: "It's not that I don't want to take these treasures. It's just that if I take action, I won't." I'm worried that you will abandon your belongings and flee to another country.
Although I took the treasure, I have forged a deep hatred for nothing, and I'm afraid it will be difficult for me to be kind in the future."
After saying that, he glanced at Shen Xiangdong and the others, and laughed loudly, "It would be too boring if you are always on tenterhooks when walking around the world."
"The Jinghong Swordsmanship is extraordinary, but there are times when a hero becomes short of breath."
Fan Feihong's eyes flashed, and he laughed and said: "So you all have known for a long time that I always walk alone in the rivers and lakes. It's not as good as you have brothers who are intertwined in life and death, so you have to be more careful."
"Oh, doesn't Fan Shaoxia have someone to help him?"
Fan Feihong laughed mockingly and said: "I just happened to meet them by coincidence. Although I also love money, I have my own sense of what is desirable and what is not."
Shen Xiangdong smiled indifferently and said calmly: "Even though Young Hero did not take action in what happened today, you and I have also forged a grudge. We will definitely pursue it in the future. Young Hero Fan, be careful." (To be continued.)