Chapter 2 Zilu No. 3 Middle School The equipment and training level of the heroes of the Ruishi Battalion were far higher than those of the minions under Du Scar's command, but at this moment they could only fight on their own.
The robe that rushed over like a headless fly quickly disrupted their formation, and before they could put the formation together, Feng Xiaoci and the remnants of the Right Wuhou had already pounced in front of them.
Those soldiers of the Sui Army, who had obviously been disabled a few days ago, suddenly forgot their lives and died like a group of people, and they were unstoppable.
In the face of dozens of times the heroes of the green forest, there was no fear on their faces.
It seems that except for the guy who collided with him head-on, the rest of the green forest heroes standing on the periphery are all clay puppets.
And most of the heroes of the green forest have indeed become clay puppets at this moment, and even if they have the courage to step forward to help, they find that they can't get close to the core of the battlefield.
They were pushed and shoved by their own people, hugging in vain, watching their robes fall not far away, watching blood and scraps of flesh splash on their faces, with nowhere to dodge and powerless to stop.
"Kill, his grandmother's, don't be stunned, rush up with me, kill me" Zhang Jin said that he was so angry that he was like thunder, and the orders he issued became more and more chaotic.
He knew that there were many people on his side, and if there were more ants, he could bite the elephant to death.
But he couldn't believe that so many brothers, why couldn't they stop the thousands of Sui troops.
According to common sense, everyone can drown Feng Xiaoci's old thief alive with a mouthful of spit, but the current fact is that Feng Xiaoci's old thief was not drowned by spittle, but was comfortable in the jungle composed of spears and iron lances.
"It's not fair," he shouted, looking up into the dark night sky.
Yes, God is so unfair, why was he caught off guard when it was his turn to show his face, why was the same team, a few days ago, you Wuhou could be defeated by the army, but today it was forced to retreat If God had a mouth to talk to, it is estimated that he would feel very wronged.
Anyone standing in the clouds and looking down can clearly see that most of the fallen Green Forest heroes were pushed down by their own people, not died at the hands of Youwu Hou.
Although the number of Right Wuhou is small, there are even fewer Green Forest heroes who dare to engage them head-on.
Most of the heroes of the Green Forest who died were first stunned by the rout soldiers under Du Scar's command, and then they were attacked by several Youwu Hou soldiers who rushed over, and they were confused and did not blink to death.
Feng Xiaoci, who was rushing to kill the inverted bead curtain, quickly glanced at his lieutenant general, Wu Wenzhong, the auxiliary general.
From the other person's eyes, he saw the same ecstasy.
The enemy forces are already showing signs of collapse, and if they continue like this, they may be able to turn the tide.
Pick up the weak and timid minions to chase and kill, let them open the way for themselves in front of the head, and the right martial marquis is in hot pursuit.
Drive the defeated into their own formations, turn the undetermined ones into new defeats, and take advantage of the chaos to kill those who resist.
If this continues, the battlefield situation will become more and more favorable to Youwuhou.
The defeated army will spread frustration and despair to their robes like a plague, and the remnants will snowball more and more, and roll bigger and bigger.
In the end, it was an avalanche, and even if the gods came, it would be difficult to stop it Several giant deer Ze Ruishi with Mo knives came against the flow of people with difficulty, pushed away the panicked robes, and covered each other to form a circle.
Their appearance caused the advance speed of the Right Martial Marquis to stall slightly, but Feng Xiaoci soon discovered the weakness of this Mo Sword Formation.
He gestured and adjusted the angle of his attack.
Jiang Tinglin, the commander of Guoyi, understood this, expanded the gap around him a few steps to the left, and then discarded the remnants of the defeated and retreated, quickly turned to the right, and led several henchmen to insert diagonally into the flank of the Modao Ruishi.
The sharps armed with Mo knives had to resist the frontal attack launched by the auxiliary general Wu Wenzhong on the one hand, and Jiang Tinglin, the commander of Guoyi, on the other hand, they had to resist the oblique insertion of Jiang Tinglin, the commander of Guoyi, and soon they were in chaos.
Feng Xiaoci quickly led people to rush in from the gap between the two Mo knives, and the iron lance swept and smashed a Mo knife sharpener to the point of spitting blood.
Wu Wenzhong used his shield to push a Mo knife high, and squatted against the knife shaft to pounce forward.
The horizontal knife in his hand quickly smeared the thigh of Ruishi, several inches deep.
The wounded Rui Shi screamed fiercely, and Wu Wenzhong ended his pain with another knife.
The Mo knife array collapsed violently, and the right martial marquis soldiers rushed in, flew rolls, and beat in groups, chopping the sharp soldiers who were fighting separately into pieces.
Ahead, there were only routs left.
Feng Xiaoci laughed loudly and shouted fiercely.
"Kill them all, kill them all" Wu Wenzhong raised the horizontal knife that had been cut off, and roared like a madman.
"Kill them all, kill them all" The red-eyed right-handed soldier had long forgotten his fear, and he didn't look at the balance of power between the enemy and us at all.
In their eyes, there is only a flock of lambs to be slaughtered, a flock of waste, a flock of vagrants who are as timid as rats, take advantage of them, and flee when they see officers and soldiers.
Many of the slower-fleeing minions were cut down from behind, trampled under their feet alive or dead.
More minions just fled, refusing to even turn their heads back.
There were also minions who simply threw their weapons, held their heads in their hands, and squatted on the ground waiting to die.
Although Youwuhou will definitely not show them mercy, as long as they hold their heads, they can pretend that they can't see the tragic fate.
Another team of sharps armed with long lances fought against the flow of people.
They are not willing to be defeated by their men.
This team of people lasted no longer than the previous team, and Feng Xiaoci only took a dozen fingers to solve them.
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Then the old general found that the third wave of sharps had come over again, slightly more than the previous wave, and the formation was still chaotic.
"Looking for death," he let out a sneer and rushed forward with his own soldiers.
Use your shield to knock away the spear that leads you, and pierce your opponent's chest with an iron lance.
Blood was like a fountain, Feng Xiaoci turned a blind eye, and the lance quickly stabbed into the lower abdomen of another sharp man, pulled it out, and then stabbed at the third and fourth people.
This wave of sharps was killed and wounded.
Ahead, there were only fugitives left.
Feng Xiaoci caught up with one of them and swung his knife to kill them from behind.
Suddenly, he noticed that an arrow was leaking out from the back of the fleeer's neck, splattering himself with blood.
Immediately after, there was another chaotic burst of feather arrows, which did not hurt Feng Xiaoci and the soldiers around him, but shot countless fleeing guys.
The surging flow of people seemed to be loaded into a sluice gate, and it stopped without warning.
In an instant, the fleeing guys let out a scream and drilled around with their heads in their hands.
One of the escapees even bumped into Feng Xiaoci's nose, and he smashed his shield with his disgust and flew out fiercely.
There were also dozens of unlucky escapees who were killed by Wu Wenzhong, Jiang Tinglin and others.
They killed cleanly, without the slightest resistance.
However, the offensive that Youwuhou had been continuing had come to a halt because of the killing of these headless flies, and he could no longer be as smooth as before.
The vision ahead suddenly opened up, and no one dared to run in the direction of Youwuhou's attack anymore.
There were hundreds of corpses lying there, and more were killed by feather arrows than by the soldiers of the Right Warrior.
Some of the minions who had been hit by the arrows were not even completely dead, and their bodies were rolling and struggling in pools of blood, screaming fiercely.
But their screams could not be exchanged for any mercy, and a whole group of heavily armed warriors stepped on their bodies and walked over, resisting the sharp edge of the Right Marquis.
The group of heavy sharps numbered five hundred, and the lances were lifted like a moving forest.
Feng Xiaoci had to sort out the team before the opponent approached, trying to tear out a way out with a wedge-shaped array.
He did it, and the combat effectiveness of the warriors was still inferior to that of Youwuhou, and he only lasted for half a pillar of incense before a bloody chunk was concave inward.
Feng Xiaoci continued to rush forward, and the sharps suddenly split, turning into two long arrays and moving left and right.
The brothers of Youwuhou quickly filled the vacancy and passed through the middle of the long array, and before they had time to catch their breath, there was another sound of gold and iron in their ears, and another team of about 500 sharp soldiers formed a phalanx and pressed towards them.
The tactics of the "shameless" opponent are almost a copy of the last time, completely relying on more people to bully fewer people.
Wu Wenzhong, the general of the auxiliary state, was furious and rushed forward with a group of dead soldiers.
The two sides fought in formation, each with its own damage, but Youwu Hou once again occupied the advantage on the scene with his skillful killing skills.
After half a pillar of incense, the enemy formation split, and Wu Wenzhong, who had at least three wounds on his body, came out with the only few dead soldiers.
Immediately, he saw the third steel jungle that was slowly moving over, still five hundred people, still a phalanx, exactly the same as the previous one.
"Turn, turn" someone shouted behind his back, perhaps Feng Xiaoci's general's order, or someone else's suggestion.
Wu Wenzhong, the general of the auxiliary state, heard it and smiled bitterly, but did not look back.
There is no need to look back, he also knows what is happening around him, and the enemy generals, Zhang Jincheng or Cheng Mingzhen, have already reacted correctly.
They killed the defeated soldiers themselves, and cleared a battlefield in their own battle formations in the way of outcasts.
The goal of inverting the bead curtain could not be achieved, and Youwuhou was completely in a desperate situation.
Indeed, after accepting countless lucks, Youwu Hou lost the favor of God.
The sharp soldiers who were scattered by Feng Xiaoci and Wu Wenzhong were still moving, but they did not flee for their lives like other routs.
They went from one phalanx to two, and then fought and retreated, echoing each other and retreating to the left and right.
Before the third phalanx came into contact with Youwuhou, they relied on their backs to forcibly isolate Youwuhou from the surrounding rout, and then squeezed the rout out of the center of the battlefield.
Elite to elite, there is no meat shield around Youwuhou.
Front, left, right, and the people who come into contact with them are all sharps from one out of ten.
Although the combat effectiveness is still very low, for every two sharp soldiers killed in the battle, one right martial hou can be completely replaced.
The brothers around Feng Xiaoci quickly decreased, and the road ahead was no longer smooth, and every extra step he took had to pay with his life.
"The 1st Brigade on the Left is forward, the 4th Brigade on the Right turns sideways, the 7th Brigade on the left is inserted diagonally, and the 5th Brigade on the left takes over from the 2nd Brigade on the Right to attack the left flank of the enemy" The clear voice of the military order sounded in Feng Xiaoci's ears, telling him the next move of Julu Ze Ruishi.
Not by the sound of horns, nor by lanterns, but by hundreds of people roaring, hundreds of people pulling their throats to repeat the same sound.
The giant deer Zerui rushed in like a tide attacking the reef, and was torn apart by the brothers of the Right Marquis.
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In the blink of an eye, they quickly retreated and reorganized the attack under a new military order.
It is also shouted out with a voice, but it can be carried out by the sharps.
"The 1st Brigade on the left retreated, holding steady in place.
The 4th Brigade on the Right moved forward, the 7th Brigade on the Left formed a formation on the spot, the 5th Brigade on the Middle retreated, and the 3rd Brigade on the Right stepped forward to fill the position" The new wave of attacks is still like a tide, coming and going in a hurry.
After the tide receded, the number of Youwuhou was reduced by dozens of people, and the rest could only try their best to get closer to Feng Xiaoci, get closer, and gather into a black mass.
"The 2nd Brigade on the Left stepped forward to fill the position, the 4th Brigade on the Right retreated, the 7th Brigade on the Left retreated, the 3rd Brigade on the Right insisted on staying put, and the 3rd Brigade on the Middle Ground stepped forward to fill the position" "Left 2nd Brigade Retreat" "The Seventh Brigade Comes Forward" In his life, he has never been so aware of the movements of the enemy generals as he is today.
The order was passed on to his brothers, and word for word reached his ears.
But Feng Xiaoci's face became more and more tired, and his body became more and more cold.
Before each round of attacks, he was able to make timely adjustments to his side according to the orders of the enemy generals, and did his best to protect his brothers.
Every round of defense, he organized very successfully, but every time he insisted on a round, the right Wuhou was inexorably weakened, just like he is now "What's the matter" Jiang Tinglin, the commander of Guoyi, had been forced to Feng Xiaoci's side by the enemy, and he refused to be convinced.
In his eyes, at this moment, the enemy will still use the road of wheel warfare, bullying the widow with the crowd.
It's just a change on the surface, no longer using a phalanx, a phalanx of hard charges, but several large and small phalanxes attacking alternately from different directions, taking turns.
If it was a solo fight, any phalanx would have been abolished by Youwuhou, but now, Youwuhou is like a lion caught in a wolf pack, roaring and roaring, killing a few wild wolves closest to him every time, and each time he will be torn off a large piece of bloody flesh.
"It's the Panlong Formation, let's defeat under this formation today, don't be wronged" Wu Wenzhong, the auxiliary general, was also forced to Feng Xiaoci's side, his mind was no longer very clear, and the words he said were like a dream.
Guo Yi's Lieutenant Jiang Tinglin's face was full of astonishment, and he raised his eyes to look at Feng Xiaoci in the gap between the enemy's formation.
The old general smiled miserably and confirmed in a low voice, "Yes, it was the Coiling Dragon Array that Duke Chu pioneered back then.
I think about how many famous generals of Nanchen have been driven crazy by our Da Sui Erlang with this formation.
Old man, old man" "Haha, haha, haha" Suddenly, he looked up to the sky and laughed desperately.
"Haha, the old man will actually fall into this situation today, hahahaha, the old man is content, the old man is content" "Brothers, fight with them" In the midst of wild laughter, Wu Wenzhong, the auxiliary general, raised his serrated knife and pointed to the battle flag in the distance.
That's where the order to turn the enemy's defeat into victory came from.
The enemy general who gave the order actually used a group of rogues to refine the coiling dragon array left by Yang Su, the Duke of Chu State.
Although this dragon formation is plausible, looking at today's Great Sui, those veterans who have been on the battlefield for a long time may not be able to master the tricks of this formation.
He wanted to see who was directing the battle, and he was going to die a clear death.
He wanted to let the enemy generals see clearly that the people who died in the battle formation created by Yang Su, the Duke of Chu of the Great Sui, were all the same Great Sui Erlang.
He wanted to let Chu Gong Yang Su's Heavenly Spirit see clearly that someone was using the battle array he created back then to kill the robes of the Great Sui under his command: