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Things completely developed in the direction that Ma Ming'er and Li Leizi expected. The more than 100 people who were in the vanguard quickly fought against the officers and soldiers. However, they fell to pieces as soon as they fought. The cavalrymen suddenly raised their spears.
They formed a spear formation in unison, and those who charged forward with howls were certainly not stupid enough to bump into the spear points.
However, there is a saying called "People are in the battlefield and they cannot help themselves". This sentence should have universal applicability, because on the battlefield at this moment, it can be summarized as "People are on the battlefield and they cannot help themselves". We must rush to the battlefield with a fearless spirit.
The crowd at the front suddenly saw the bright tip of the gun pointed at their chests
, instinctively wanted to stop and retreat, but the brothers who rushed up from behind would not allow them any room to dodge. Just hearing the sound of gun heads piercing flesh, more than a dozen Longhumen disciples were skewered into kebabs, and they cooperated with each other.
A bonfire is burning on one side, as if there is really a barbecue dinner.
"I...fuck...you...mother! Who pushed...I, ah!" These were the last words before death.
There is a price to be paid for being fearless. It is certainly courageous to rush into the front row, but losing one's life makes such courage seem a bit foolish.
"Come on, avenge your brothers." Someone just retracted the hand that pushed someone to hit the tip of the gun, and then he let out a sonorous shout. When the situation in front of him was favorable to his side, the officers and soldiers crowded at the entrance of the alley.
, there can only be a row of spears as a barrier, and now, this barrier has lost its effect. If you don’t throw away the spears that are worn on the corpse, will there be a chance to pull them out and skewer the meat again?
The officers and soldiers gave up helplessly, drew out their swords, and started a real fight with the swarming Longhumen disciples. The wooden sticks hit the armor with a muffled sound, the swords cut into the bones and flesh with a thumping sound, and the blood vessels...
The sizzling sound of blood spurting out after being cut off is here
This kind of situation was magnified infinitely in the night. Except for the Longhumen disciples who were still rushing behind and howling at the top of their lungs, the people who really intervened in the center of the fight remained silent and could only mechanically wave the swords and sticks in their hands.
Slashing and punching another human body.
Zhang Long wielded a simple sword and charged back and forth among the crowd. He was unstoppable. Every time he struck with a sword, someone fell down. Of course Zhang Long knew that at this time, the only way to kill was with a sword. There was no room for mercy. The sword in his hand kept moving, and his feet
He was not idle either. When he had free time, he would fly up and kick the opponent's vital parts, and the direction of the kick was also extremely tricky. The targets were all the fires lit on both sides.
Although the disciples of Longhumen are nominally Feng Laohu's disciples, their kungfu is mediocre. Feng Jingyao does not have the leisure or energy to teach them any real kungfu, and these people have no intention of learning real kungfu.
I came up with my thoughts: which tree will hide under that tree to enjoy the shade, which leg will be hugged by which leg, who will really practice the ability to kill the enemy, there are three tricks and two tricks to scare the common people.
enough.
Once he got his hands on it, he realized that time is of little use. The three-legged cat's kung fu could not even defeat the Imperial Guards' fighting skills. He could only watch with hatred as the opponent put the sword into his body and fell down with hatred.
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Ma Ming'er and Li Leizi looked at the people falling down like rows of straw men from a distance, and they couldn't help but feel frightened. Fortunately, there were many people on their side, and the chance of winning if one of five people fell was almost 100%. Every time one person fell,
Others would take the opportunity to inflict a knife wound on the body of the Forbidden Army soldier. The battle lasted for less than a short while, and the Ma army fell to its first victim: a disciple of Longhumen who hugged the soldier's thigh before he died.
Several people around him struck the Forbidden Army's head and helmet like a flat persimmon with their big sticks.
Just like after a woman is snatched for the first time, she will soon give the second and third times without any resistance. As the soldier fell, four officers and soldiers fell in succession within a cup of tea.
, everyone was smashed to pieces, and even serious injuries became a luxury.
"Master Zhang, you can't do it, you can't stop it," someone shouted.
"If you can't stop it, you have to stop it! You have to die here." Zhang Long kicked a dead body that was stuck on the tip of the knife and roared with red eyes.
The cavalry troops knew that none of them could escape today. If they did not listen to Mr. Zhang and retreat on their own, they would only live for a few more hours. There would be no mercy for escaping from battle! This is the most basic article in the military regulations of the Song Dynasty. Su
The envoy could chop off their heads directly without even having to report. It would be better to fight to the death. After thinking about this, the rare bravery of the horse soldiers was inspired.
They gritted their teeth and let out a low roar with red eyes. After a crazy counterattack, they actually pushed back the formation that was about to collapse, but at the same time, six more soldiers fell into the cold blood.
Zhang Long knew that the officers and soldiers were at the end of their rope. The horse army was not good at infantry fighting. All their training was based on the formation of horses. However, there was no way for horse fighting in this alley. It was extraordinary that they could do this.
It’s so rare.
The Longhumen disciples who were pushed back made a slight adjustment and came back like a turbulent current. This time, Li Lezi and Ma Ming'er went into battle in person, pressing behind a team of more than 100 people and agitating loudly. They did a good job in political and ideological work.
And it's in place.
After seeing blood, people tend to go to two extremes. One is to be scared to death and become powerless, and the other is like a bloodthirsty shark. After seeing blood, not only does it lose all fear, but it also enters the stage of rampage; very soon
Unfortunately, the disciples of Longhu Clan are in the second state at the moment.
From their rushing steps and eyes, Zhang Long felt sensitively that this was the last time. They were all defeated. The Ma Army soldiers, who had already killed eleven soldiers, were determined not to stop this wave. Zhang Long looked up to the sky and roared:
"I'll fight with you, Master. Zhang Long didn't even take a step back. Don't say I'm a coward."
Zhang Long raised his sword and advanced instead of retreating. He rushed toward the densest concentration of Longhumen disciples who were charging towards him. The soldiers of the Ma Army were dumbfounded. Zhang Long was begging for death. He only wanted speed, knowing that he was losing.
Death was not a bad idea. The soldiers of the horse army had no choice but to follow in Zhang Long's footsteps and rush towards the enemy.
The howling Zhang Long and the Ma Army soldiers wanted to beg for mercy, but it was a pity that God did not give them the chance to kill themselves for mercy. Everyone had just ran a dozen steps when they suddenly saw the other party turning around and running away as if they had seen a ghost.
Zhang Long, who was so energetic, thought he was dazzled and had an illusion. He quickly closed his eyes and shook his head, then opened his eyes and looked again. Yes, the enemy was quickly retracting into the alley, and the dark fire inside was shining.
Not yet, but there were screams one after another, as if many figures fell down while running.
Zhang Long took a few steps forward when his arm was suddenly pulled by a Forbidden Army soldier behind him. He staggered and almost fell over.
"What are you doing?" Zhang Long cursed angrily.
"Sir, look at the arrow!" the soldier said, pointing to an arrow stuck in the mud where he stood.
"No, the thieves are ready to retreat and fire arrows. Get back quickly." Zhang Long jumped to his feet and shouted.
"No, these are the arrows of our cavalry army. Look at the shape and tail feathers!" Someone with sharp eyes recognized the style of the arrow.
"Zhao Du from the south must have attacked in and fired arrows behind their butts. Hahaha, these bastards were shot in the butts, so they had to retreat. There must be something blocking them inside. They wanted to take advantage of it.
The things to avoid the arrows." The Imperial Guards came to their senses, and the joy of surviving a desperate situation filled their hearts.
Zhang Long breathed a long sigh of relief and relaxed all over. He suddenly felt pain all over his body. Only then did he have time to check his whole body. There was bleeding from at least fifteen or six incisions.
"What should we do? Rush in or..."
Zhang Long waved his hand and said: "It's so dark inside to rush in and die? The order I received is to guard the north entrance of the alley. We can only defend the north entrance unless a military order arrives."
"But Zhao Dutou and the others rushed inside. Wouldn't it be a disadvantage if there was a hand-to-hand fight?"
"Then there's nothing I can do. It's their turn. Besides, since he knows how to hide behind and shoot arrows, doesn't he know how to retreat?" Zhang Long waved his hands and said, "Retreat to the entrance of the alley, wrap up the wound and wait for the envoy.
Order"
Everyone was helpless. According to the military order, Zhang Long's move was understandable. Soldiers obeyed orders and never caused trouble. This was the admonishment that the Imperial Guards had received. Although they were worried that Zhao Dutou's people would suffer a loss if they rushed into the alley, there was nothing they could do to help.
, and the special envoy has indeed strictly ordered not to enter the alley to fight. Of course, you can't do anything that violates the order. Besides, it is difficult for a group of people like me to rush in and protect themselves. They are all scarred, so there is no talk of saving others.