I'm afraid that this time there will be less luck.
But so what.
Now there is hope for life in war, but death if you don't fight.
"Hold on for another three days, and the people of Bazhou will have all retreated."
Xia Yong said, feeling the thunderous sound of hooves in front of him, looking at the frightened expressions of the Zhou soldiers around him, he shouted sharply, and raised the crossbow machine in his hand, "Kill." ” He took the lead and rushed forward.
The generals had formed a habit of running without hesitation as the army formation moved.
"Kill" They had no distractions, urged their horses to stay in battle, and followed Xia Yong to roll forward to meet the rushing Jin soldiers.
The horses' hooves were chaotic and dusty, and the two armies collided together.
Fight to the sky.
Looking at the two sides fighting together tragically, the soldiers in the military formation stood still, without sorrow, injury, ignorance and unconsciousness, and only waited for the order.
Zhao Hanqing rode around the open space in the formation, seemingly a little impatient.
"Khan Qing, are you afraid?"
Miss Jun said suddenly.
"What are you afraid of" Zhao Hanqing said, looking ahead with bright eyes, "Sister, when will I be able to fight?"
I didn't want to listen to Miss Jun at all.
Miss Jun smiled.
"I'm afraid something is not good this time."
She said, her expression a little solemn, "There are a large number of people in the Jin people who are gathering here. ” Zhao Hanqing sighed.
"Are you afraid?"
she asked.
Miss Jun smiled and shook her head.
Zhao Hanqing also smiled and shook his head.
"Then what am I afraid of?"
She said, with a bit of arrogance, "Am I not as good as you, you can do it, and I can do it too." ” Let my dad know that I can be no worse than others.
Miss Jun laughed and put the bow and crossbow down.
"My bow and crossbow are not as good as yours."
She said, pulling out a long whip, "I'll use this." ” Zhao Hanqing babbled.
"Why didn't you say this?"
"I'm going to learn too," she said. ” Miss Jun smiled and nodded.
"Okay, when I go back this time, I'll teach you."
She said.
Yang Jing on the side lowered his eyes.
If you can go back.
Miss Jun is about to go into battle, so it can be seen that she has made the decision to die.
After fighting for so long, both manpower and weapons have been greatly consumed, and there are more and more golden soldiers going south, and this time it is indeed dangerous.
In Baozhou, it is more tragic than Bazhou.
First, because Chengguo Gong was stationed close to Baozhou, out of trust in Chengguo Gong, the people retreated slowly, and secondly, the nearby state city was also vigilant and refused to open the city gate at first.
When Zhu Zan came to Baozhou with Shenzhou soldiers and horses, the peace negotiations were officially over, the Zhou soldiers retreated, and the Jin soldiers poured in.
The territory of Baozhou was full of fleeing people, and behind them were the Jin soldiers who followed closely.
Villages and towns were torn down, surrounded by smoke and fire, and ruined walls.
Fighting rang out in front of a village.
As the last golden soldier was split in two by the sabre, the battle finally ended.
There were corpses scattered on the ground, both Jin soldiers and Zhou soldiers.
Zhu Zhan, who was covered in blood, looked around, and the seven hundred people who came out were now less than three hundred, and all of them were injured.
He lifted his sleeve and wiped the blood from his face.
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There are their own and there are also golden soldiers.
But because the sleeves were also stained with blood, this wipe on his face became even more hideous.
Some people were separated to clean up the dead and wounded, and Zhu Zan waved at the others.
"Let's see if there are any survivors in this village."
He said.
The village had just been looted by the Jin soldiers, and the houses were still burning and smelling of burning.
It also stinks.
Several soldiers couldn't help but cover their noses, while Zhu Zan and the woodcutter suddenly changed color, and rushed inward to smell the smell as they quickened their pace.
What's the matter, the soldiers in Shenzhou were busy keeping up, and as soon as they entered the village, they were stunned, and everyone's hair stood on end.
The soldiers, who were accustomed to life and death, also let out a low cry and looked straight ahead of them.
A pyre is burning at the entrance of the village, and the stench is coming from here.
But if you look closely, it's not a pyre, it's a pile of human corpses.
Although many of them have been burned black, they can be vaguely distinguished from men, women and children, and it is obvious that they are the villagers here.
Although he has been a soldier in the Northland, has killed gold thieves, seen the battlefield, and suppressed bandits, he has never seen such a tragic scene for so many years.
Many soldiers covered their mouths and retched.
Zhu Zan suddenly laughed when he saw the scene, and his eyes were as if they were stained red with blood.
"Look, look, this is what happens when you lose your home and country."
He shouted in a dumb voice, stretched out his hand and pointed to the burning corpse pile, "My Da Zhou, my Da Zhou, people are like firewood, people are like firewood."
My big week, how did it become like this?
Everyone stood at the entrance of the village, and the injuries on their bodies did not make them cry, and many people watched this scene with tears in their eyes.
Zhu Zhan laughed a few times, turned around and ran out of the village.
"Kill the thief."
He shouted.
The scattered horses were reassembled, and the soldiers also mounted their horses one after another, following Zhu Zan to gallop north, and a town looming in front of them.
"Shizi" a soldier chased after him from the rear and shouted, "Don't go forward." ” He rode his horse and stopped, looking anxious.
"The golden soldiers have occupied the town, and there are thousands of golden soldiers rushing to it."
He said, "Jiang Ethics asks the prince to return quickly, there is no longer a stay here." ” Zhu Zan looked ahead, and there seemed to be a faint cry of people in the wilderness.
"How can you give up, how can you give up."
He said in a low voice, and with a clamp on the horse's belly, the long knife in his hand pointed forward, and ran forward past the soldier.
The people behind him didn't stop at all, and rolled forward closely behind Zhu Zhan.
"You are crazy," shouted the soldier, anxious and puzzled, "the golden soldier is coming." ” It was precisely because Jin Bing came that he rushed forward without hesitation.
Don't give up, don't give up, if you can save one is one, otherwise what will happen to these people, they have seen with their own eyes.
The military horses galloped, and the city ahead became clearer and clearer.
Each soldier clenched the long knife in his hand, waiting for the bloody battle to come.
The whining sound seemed to come from the sky.
The galloping people were slightly stunned, and Zhu Zan raised his head, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.
This is the clarion call for the troops This is the clarion call for the golden people to collect their troops.
Yang Jing was very sure, listening to the whining horn in front of him, and saw that those golden soldiers after a wave of battles were really retreating.
What's going on And Xia Yong, Li Guorui and others, who reunited after the battle ahead, also looked puzzled.
They gasped, their bodies and faces were covered in blood, and they didn't look relaxed when they looked at these golden soldiers who retreated like a tide.
"Is it that the golden soldiers are gathering to prepare for a new round of attacks," said one of the generals.
Most likely.
Xia Yong clenched the long knife with his injured hand.
"Formation, formation."
He shouted.
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The sun is shining brightly, the spring breeze is blowing, but it is a pity that the air is filled with blood, which cannot make people intoxicated.
I don't know how long the phalanx has been standing, and I never saw the Jin soldiers rushing again.
Blood slid down his forehead and fell to the corners of his eyes, and the blink of an eye could no longer make his vision clear, so Xia Yong had to raise his hand to wipe it away.
This action is extra conspicuous in the Purifying Phalanx.
As the leader, this is an unforgivable action, but Xia Yong doesn't want to delve into this now.
"Something isn't right."
He turned his head and said.
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