On the battlefield, killing is the eternal theme. Life and death, the two most tragic but also the most monotonous notes, form a melody that scares cowards.
The sound of blood and fire also sounded in Chu Qing's ears.
Adrenaline stimulated his senses, he was breathing heavily and his eyes were splitting.
Behind you, someone has fallen. Everyone is a familiar face, and they are all people brought from Beijing!
Blood stained Tong Gui's clothes and armor.
The security chief of the heir to the empire, who was sitting idle in the palace all day long, told the world with the long sword in his hand that even if he left the border army, even if he became a military commander in the capital, he would still be old and frail one day, and he would remain within the borders of his own country.
When foreign thieves appear, he is still a frontier soldier, a frontier soldier who protects his family and country and kills the thieves.
The simplest, crudest and most straightforward way to admit that you are a Chinese is to kill all the foreign thieves who invade the country, dare to step into the country, and all the foreign thieves armed with weapons!
War is not a matter for the military, but for everyone, whether it is the frontier army, the guards, or the general.
Chu Qing's Qian Ji had already defeated two cold thieves.
"Don't fucking protect me. If anyone protects me anymore, go back to Changjing!"
Chu Qing knelt on a Liang thief and sent the Liang thief who was thrown away by Fu San to Huangquan Road. Blood splattered on his face. He stood up and yelled: "Don't worry about me, maintain the battle formation."
Battle formation!"
On the battlefield, it is difficult to kill someone, and it is even more difficult to protect yourself. If you want to protect others, the person you are protecting should die.
Chu Qing doesn't want to be a damned person, because often damned people live for a long time, and they gradually get used to being damned. This is the case for many big people. Being protected by others, they think it is natural and right.
, it is only natural and right for others to sacrifice for themselves.
Fu San is like a sharp blade, a sharp knife, an arrow that goes forward bravely, a long knife in his hand, and a snatched scimitar. The scimitar protects the vital parts of the body, and the long knife kills.
Xiao Yi and Tian Hailong are both fierce generals. They hold swords in both hands. The best defense is to attack. They keep attacking and chopping.
The guards formed a fan shape and looked after each other, while Tan Ma fired cold arrows. Those who had no arrows rushed forward with short knives to fight for their lives.
Chu Qing was also in the team, right behind Fu San. No matter how fast he rushed, Fu San was always in front of him.
The appearance of this group of people has always attracted Anatu's attention. Compared with the infantry of Guoyi camp on the south side, the bravery of Chu Qing and others exceeded Anatu's expectations.
The imperial guards are naturally the elite among the elite, and Tan Ma is also a former frontier army, especially fierce generals like Fu San, Xiao Yi, and Tian Hailong. It is the first time they cooperate in the battle formation, and they have a tacit understanding. Even Iron Wolf
The guards' personal guards were beheaded as soon as they got close.
Anatu's pupils shrank to the size of needlepoints. He noticed a figure and vaguely guessed the person's identity.
Slowly pulling out the scimitar from his waist, Anatu showed a ferocious smile and raised his finger: "Kill that man, he will be the favorite of Emperor Chang, and he will pour out the fire of revenge for Tuoba Ying.
On his head!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Anatu took off his cloak, took the lead, and rushed forward.
Chu Qing pulled up a detective who had an arrow in his thigh: "Can I still fight?"
"Why not!"
Tan Ma roared low, jumped on one leg, his eyes were red, and he held the short knife tightly. On the battlefield, there was no room for rest. As long as he didn't die, he would kill.
There were not many injured people, but there were also some who fell.
Chu Qing's eyes were already about to burst, and his arms were shaking uncontrollably. Although he was not rushing to the front, but just finishing the attack, the feeling of facing life and death still made him unable to adapt quickly.
Just as he pulled up a scout, Chu Qing's expression changed slightly when he saw Anatu and his men rushing up.
Even with Fu San, Xiao Yi, and Tian Hailong taking the lead, they still lost more than ten people. The number was already small, but the other party came to kill them again.
Fu San shouted: "That man is the general, probably Anatu!"
On the south side, kill.
Here, too, there is killing.
On the battlefield, there is only one big blood-red word, kill.
Only by killing can one live.
Just now, dozens of cool thieves and iron wolf guards rushed towards them. Before they could all be dealt with, another group came. Not only did everyone not show fear, but they became more and more courageous as they fought.
Infantry warfare was the strength of the Chang army, which lacked horses.
Even though there were less than thirty people, they still formed a battle formation, similar to the sharp arrow formation. The "arrows" opened by the forward can resist the pressure from the enemy's flanks, but the offensiveness is slightly worse, and the weakness of the formation is
tail side.
Chu Qing is in the formation, the safest position, and the arrow position is composed of Fu San, Xiao Yi, and Tian Hailong. Tan Ma is on the left, the imperial guard is on the right, and the injured person retreats and is next to Chu Qing.
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The biggest disadvantage of this formation is that it cannot be dispersed. Once it is dispersed, it will be difficult to look at the head and tail. The most important thing is of course the arrow position.
With the addition of more than 50 people from Anatu, everyone once again stabilized the battle formation and continued to close the distance between each other.
Anatu is worthy of being the famous Captain of the Iron Wolf Guard on the grassland. While running, he actually bit the handle of the knife with his teeth, then drew out the long bow from his back, and then grabbed the quiver of sharp arrows.
Without pausing, he shot an arrow in the blink of an eye.
This arrow seemed to be piercing the dark night, arriving in an instant.
But this arrow was not shot by Fu San, Tian Hailong, Xiao Yi, or Chu Qing, but by Nangong Ping on the far right.
Seeing the sharp arrow heading straight towards his face, at the critical moment, Nangong Ping turned his head slightly, and the sharp arrow scratched his cheek.
The distance between the two sides was not far, but after the arrow was shot, the two sides finally got close.
But what everyone didn't expect was that everyone led by Anatu actually rushed to the right, where Nangong Ping was.
Fusan realized what was going on immediately, turned around and shouted: "Master Chu, run!"
Nangong Ping said nothing and ran to the right.
This is why Fu San likes to communicate with smart people. If it were Tao Shaozhang, he would definitely shout, "What are you shouting? My brother-in-law is behind you, isn't he? You got the wrong person."
Nangong Ping was a smart man. When he saw everyone rushing towards him, he immediately realized that he was being mistaken for Chu Qing. Without any hesitation, he turned around and ran away. Not only did he run, he also showed a contemptuous expression at Anatu before turning around.
The smile seems to be saying, come on, chase daddy.
Sure enough, Anatu led his men in pursuit. More than forty people all pursued Nangong Ping.
The pressure on everyone was greatly reduced, and they continued to chop and chop, quickly weakening the enemy's effective strength.
Yes, we recognized the wrong person, Anatu recognized the wrong person.
Chu Qing's group all used knives, long knives or short knives. Only one person used a sword, and that was Nangong Ping.
Nangong Ping is not very old. He wears Confucian robes like a civil servant. He also uses a sword and is highly skilled in martial arts. When he strikes, he does not strike like a frontier soldier, but an extremely elegant, light black Confucian robe with almost nothing.
Bloodstains.
The most important thing is that Nangong Ping's swordsmanship is extremely tricky, mostly using stabs and points, and the blows are fatal.
In Liang Zei's eyes, this kind of archery is very sinister.
Therefore, Anatu thought that Nangong Ping was Chu Qing, the commander of Qianqi Camp.
Not to mention the Liang people, even in Dachang Dynasty, many people also have a misunderstanding that the commander of Qianqiying must be a person with strong martial arts skills.
In fact, it is not a misunderstanding. If Chen Laojiu had not abdicated in favor of someone more powerful, he would indeed fit the outside world's image of the commander-in-chief of Qianqiying.
After Chu Qing left Beijing, many border merchants had his portraits, and Anatu had also seen them.
But in Anatu's eyes, the young Chang people all looked similar, and Chu Qing's face was covered in blood mist, so he misunderstood.
But to be fair, he is slightly stronger than the dead ghost Li Sen, at least he doesn't mistake Fu San for Chu Qing.