Wei Ba stood on the high charging platform, too far away from the front of the battle, and could not hear the conversation between Wei Ba and Wen Qin. He only saw Wen Qin running towards him like a crazy horse, but he forgot that he was the capital of the capital.
The commanding responsibilities that the captain should bear are puzzling... The Wuwei camp is also a famous elite in the world. How could such a reckless man be the captain, and how could Cao Yu send such a person to fight?
Not only Wei Ba was confused, but Cao Yu and Chen Tai were also very surprised, and Xu Ding was even more shocked. Although there were only a thousand people on both sides, it was not a big battle, but it was not a battle of more than a dozen people. Besides, even if
It was a battle involving more than a dozen people, and there was no one who was supposed to be commanding to rush to the front. It was just like a fight, except Er Lengzi, who would rush to the front with their head? Isn't that looking for death?
The people who are most familiar with Wen Qin are Chen Tai and Xu Ding. When Chen Tai joined the army under Cao Zhen, he had many contacts with Wen Qin. He knew that he was from the Wuwei camp and was highly skilled in martial arts and brave and good at fighting, so he suggested that he should be the first to fight.
Go out into battle. As a fellow villager and former boss, Xu Ding also knew Wen Qin well and knew that although he was rough and blunt, he was not foolhardy, so he accepted Chen Tai's suggestion and gave Chen Tai some face.
No one expected that Wen Qin would play such a trick as soon as he entered the battle. The two sides were less than a hundred steps apart, and it was too late to call Wen Qin back now.
Just when they were surprised, Wen Qin had already rushed in front of Wei Wu, jumped up, and slashed with all his strength with his long sword.
Wei Wu raised the corner of his mouth slightly, showing a proud smile. Facing Wen Qin's tiger-like offensive, he advanced instead of retreating. He raised his long sword and struck at Wen Qin's back. Wen Qin's sword struck the air, but it didn't matter.
In panic, he twisted his body in the air, slashed back with his long knife, and took two steps forward.
With a "ding" sound, the two sabers collided with each other, and sparks flew out. The sword in Wei Wu's hand was a fine steel sword produced by Wei Jia Tie Zuo, and the sword in Wen Qin's hand was not ordinary, it was a rare pure steel that had been refined for hundreds of times.
After being folded and forged nearly a hundred times, this steel knife was no less sharp and tough than the sword in Wei Wu's hand.
Of course, the cost of the two is completely different. The sword in Wei Wu's hand is standard equipment and can be replaced at any time, but the sword in Wen Qin's hand is a family heirloom sword. Once something is lost, he wants to replace it.
But there are many difficulties. In normal times, Wen Qin would not be willing to have such a head-on confrontation with the opponent, because every time he sharpens the knife, it is a loss.
But at this moment, Wen Qin just wanted to kill Wei Wu with one knife. With the hatred of Xuetong Pass, he couldn't care about cherishing the sword. He didn't even notice a problem, that is, the standard sword in Wei Wu's hand was actually comparable to his.
The swords are comparable.
As soon as his feet landed, Wen Qin turned around and fought with Wei Wu. The sound of jingling could not be heard. In a moment, the two of them fought each other for more than ten rounds. With a loud shout, Wei Wu split Wen Qin's sword with his hand.
He hit Wen Qin hard on the chest. Not to be outdone, Wen Qin took advantage of the opportunity to fall back and kicked Wei Wu in the chest.
The two of them took two steps back at the same time, staring at each other fiercely.
However, the battle between the two of them ended here.
While they were fighting each other, soldiers from both sides had already rushed over. Wen Qin only cared about his own pleasure and forgot about the responsibility of command. The five hundred military guards under his battalion had to follow their own fighting habits and use a hundred people as the front.
He followed Wen Qin and rushed over. However, Wei Wu was well prepared. While he was fighting Wen Qin to prevent Wen Qin from having any free time, he did not forget his duty and took the time to issue the order to attack.
Wang Hui and Wang Shuang each led fifty soldiers, and surrounded them from the left and right sides, like two iron pincers, killing the one hundred soldiers from the Wuwei camp who rushed at the front. The long swords in their hands danced like millstones,
Each and every soldier from the Wuwei camp was involved and crushed into meat paste.
Although the soldiers of the Wuwei camp are brave and their martial arts skills are as good as any of the soldiers, the weapons in their hands and the armor on their bodies are far from those of the soldiers.
They hold swords with one hand, which is far less powerful than the soldiers holding swords with both hands, and their attack range is far less than that of long swords.
One inch long, one inch strong. In front of the soldiers wielding the one-foot-long swords, the four-foot-long swords in the hands of the Wuwei battalion soldiers lost their former sharpness. Even if they accidentally caught the flaw and hit the soldiers' vital areas, they could not cut it.
Cutting open thick armor leaves would not hurt the armor at all. However, once the long knife in the hands of the armor hits their armor, it can often tear open a wound deep enough to show the bone, and even cut off an arm with one knife.
The invincible Wuwei Battalion encountered a powerful opponent for the first time. Their formation was easily broken by Wang Hui and Wang Shuang. In a moment, more than a dozen soldiers from the Wuwei Battalion fell under the sword, and those who rushed to the front
More than thirty soldiers were divided.
Wang Hui and Wang Shuang successfully encircled the enemy. The two exchanged glances, and Wang Shuang shouted loudly: "You go to help Young Master Wu, and I will cut off the queen."
"Okay!" Wang Hui responded loudly. Although he is as tall and powerful as Wang Shuang, his time as a soldier is too short after all. Whether it is personal skills and tactics or the ability to command soldiers to fight, he is not as good as Wang Shuangyuan.
Wang Shuang blocked the Wei army's siege on the outside. He went to protect Wei Wu and help him deal with the soldiers of the Wuwei camp who were divided.
Wang Shuang issued an order, and the soldiers who had been well-trained and had cooperated for many years quickly adjusted their formations. The seventy people faced the Wuwei camp and lined up in two staggered rows. With the help of their waist strength, they danced their swords vigorously, like a wave.
Copper walls and iron walls stood in front of the soldiers of the Wuwei camp. No matter how bravely the soldiers of the Wuwei camp fought, they could not break through their obstruction, and they would only destroy the living lives under the blade.
Wang Hui led the remaining thirty soldiers, turned their backs to the enemy's battle formation, faced Wen Qin and the thirty soldiers of the Wuwei camp, showed their ferocious faces, raised the long sword in their hands, and chopped them down mercilessly.
More soldiers came up from behind, surrounded Wen Qin and others, and killed them from all sides. They were in groups of five, covering each other, and constantly intersecting, which was different from the brutal and violent killings of the soldiers.
, they are like butterflies passing through flowers, full of rhythmic beauty.
Wen Qin and the soldiers of the Wuwei camp around him are elites who have experienced hundreds of battles. Of course, they understand that every note in this beautiful rhythm is the call of death. They used to divide the enemy in this way, encircle and destroy it. Being trapped in a tight siege is
They know the outcome better than anyone else.
Wen Qin and the two soldiers were back to back, slashing and killing, while shouting loudly: "Round formation, round formation, turn around, kill out."
The soldiers of the Wuwei battalion responded in unison and formed a circular formation, back to back, facing outward, with swords and shields down. They tried their best to resist the attack of the soldiers and kept the formation intact. Now the circular formation turned into a rotating position, like
The rapidly rotating knife wheels retreated step by step, trying to break out of the encirclement and join the others.
Their tactics have been refined over time and have helped them avoid danger countless times. However, today they encountered a strong opponent and things didn't go so smoothly. The soldiers knew their intentions very well, and of course they would not let them succeed easily. More importantly,
Yes, they encountered invincible soldiers.
The soldiers waved their long swords, slashing horizontally and vertically, breaking through the rotating circular formation extremely arrogantly, and wedged themselves into the circular formation of the Wuwei camp. Once they opened a gap in the circular formation, the soldiers would
Squeeze in quickly, squeezing the gap wider and wider until the enemy is divided again and eliminated one by one.
Wen Qin was so anxious that he roared continuously. The sword in his hand was like a tiger, and he chopped down two soldiers one after another. He glared at Wei Wu who was not far away, and shouted in a hissing voice: "Shuzi, come and fight!"
Wei Wu laughed heartily, but ignored Wen Qin's provocation. While commanding his soldiers to divide and surround Wen Qin and others, he paid attention to the situation in the distance, and occasionally said something to Wen Qin.
"My general is defeated, let me see where you are going to run this time."
"Boy, I think your martial arts skills are pretty good. Come be my personal guard. Don't worry, I won't treat you badly."
"Oh, there is a flaw in your swordsmanship. Look, are you injured again?"
Wen Qin was so angry that he accidentally got stabbed again. Although he was highly skilled in martial arts, the soldiers were not weak either, leaving numerous wounds on his body. If it weren't for the armor Wen Qin was wearing,
His protective ability was good, but he had already fallen into a pool of blood.
Despite this, he was still very strenuous. Seeing that there were fewer and fewer people around him, and there was still no trace of reinforcements, he couldn't help but feel frustrated and screamed repeatedly.
"Don't cry, baby, I will send someone to rescue you." Wei Wu gave the order while teasing.
After hearing the order, the soldiers quietly changed their formation. Wang Shuang, who was blocking the front, gave an order, and the soldiers suddenly separated to both sides. The soldiers of the Wuwei camp who were struggling to kill were relieved from the pressure, and they were overjoyed and swarmed in.
.They soon saw the embarrassed Wen Qin, and shouted happily: "Captain, Commander, we are here."
Wen Qin was not happy at all. He knew very well that these people were not killed, but were let in by the killing gods wearing heavy armor and wielding long swords. Wei Wu's tactics were obvious, using him as bait.
, constantly luring the Wei army to attack, then encircling them, annihilating them, luring them again, encircling them again, and annihilating them again.
If this trend continues, the soldiers of the Wuwei camp who come in will die violently and be cannibalized by Wei Wu one by one. Although the soldiers of the Wuwei camp are brave and good at fighting, their personal combat effectiveness is no less than these soldiers, but when faced with the soldiers who have an absolute advantage in numbers,
, no matter how brave they are, they can't escape the fate of destruction.
Wen Qin was so heartbroken that he raised his bloody sword and loudly ordered: "Kill out, kill out!"
The soldiers of the Wuwei camp who had just rushed in roared in unison and rushed to kill them. Unfortunately, Wei Wu did not give them a chance at all. With a slight wave of the sword in his hand, Wang Shuang led the soldiers to roll back and closed the gap again. Seventy soldiers were there.
With the help of more than two hundred military soldiers, it was like two meshing gears, opening and closing from time to time. Every time it opened and closed, twenty or thirty soldiers of the military guard camp would be swallowed, and then ground into meat paste, leaving no bones.
However, Bai Wenqin was still alive and roaring, but the shouts of killing on the battlefield were loud and the war drums were deafening. The soldiers of the Wuwei camp could not hear his roar at all. They only knew that his battle flag was still there and he was still alive.
I rushed to kill him non-stop, trying to rescue him, but I didn't know that his heart was crying.