Chen Liang's blood-red eyes were red, looking at the flaming figures in the mountains and forests on the mountains and forests becoming fewer and fewer, his heart was as distressed as a knife, holding the bloody steel knife tightly, standing in front of the roughly formed array, following his brothers, shouting together, every time he shouted, the blood boiled for a minute, and every time he shouted, his fighting spirit was a little higher, seeing that the last robe in the mountains and forests fell in the mountains and forests, watching those barbarians begin to scream, pounced on his big array from the mountain, Chen Liang raised his hands high, and the whole big array immediately became silent, The boundless murderous aura burst out, and such a murderous aura made the barbarians who flew over can't help but be stunned, as if they had hit an invisible wall.
Seizing this rare moment of pause, Chen Liang shouted, "Longbowmen, avenge the death of the robe, release." ” Then five thousand longbows roared, and five thousand huge arrows rose into the air, whistling and pounced on the enemies on the left and right, and the tremendous kinetic energy immediately reaped the lives of one savage enemy after another.
But these Oroqen people were not intimidated by death, nor were they frightened by the huge phalanx, and immediately after a pause, they let out an earth-shattering cry and flew towards Chen Liang's phalanx, and in their opinion, these enemies stood there and were much more advantageous than fighting themselves on the mountain.
In the battle on the mountain, they finally learned what the strength of the Fuliao army, the Fuliao army, more fierce than a tiger, tougher than a black bear, more fierce than a bison and not afraid of death, they knew that with less than 2,000 people, in the hands of their own kings of mountains and forests, there would never be any good end, but they did not run away, did not flinch, so they fought with themselves one after another, even if they died, they had to hold themselves, not allowing themselves to pursue their companions who fled to the bottom of the mountain.
After paying the price of more than 500 tribesmen, they were finally wiped out, so all the people began to rush down the mountain excitedly to reap their victory.
As a result, when they rushed to the front of the big array, they found that things were not as easy and simple as they imagined, and the enemy they thought should collapse immediately did not collapse, but became more determined and more lofty, in their simple and simple thoughts, they once again smelled the smell of the beast's peerless counterattack, and at the same time made them feel that this was an invincible opponent, which couldn't help but make them hesitate slightly, and it was this slight hesitation that made them pay a heavy price, With the roar of a bowstring, like the giant arrow of death rose into the air, obscuring the entire sky, and then covering the space where they were, harvesting their lives, under such a heavy blow, life became so fragile and cheap, yes, life is really cheap, your life is only worth an iron pot, a steel knife, and five catties of salt.
In this way, the coverage of five rounds completely broke their morale, and in the face of absolute strength, courage is simply ridiculous not worth mentioning.
They began to retreat, they also began to feel fear, in the face of the forest-like spear formation, they suddenly found that they were so small, they only then calculated and understood one thing, the value of life is definitely not an iron pot, five catties of salt can be replaced, the world is so worthy of nostalgia, especially in the face of an impossible enemy, throwing away life in vain, it is a completely unworthy behavior,.
Seeing that the enemy who had killed and injured countless of his brothers began to be cowardly, Chen Liang's blood-red eyes brandished his war knife and shouted at all the brothers behind him: "Avenge our Pao Ze brothers, and the Liao army will attack." ” More than 10,000 soldiers, with Chen Liang's roar, put down their guns together, and yelled at the enemy who was less than 1,000: "Don't abandon, don't give up, kill." ” The voice was heroic and majestic, earth-shattering, so that all the enemies were lost in this roar, facing the large array that pressed like a mountain, so the originally fierce and abnormal barbarians were defeated, and I don't know which coward was the first to turn around and run away, followed by all the barbarians began to flee, but the terrible giant arrows were faster than them, like a continuous storm, covering their space, so that they could not escape, there was no way to hide, so they were ruthlessly penetrated by one or several giant arrows, becoming an ugly corpseand threw themselves on the land where they should not have come.
The patriarch of Oroqen opened his mouth wide, looking at this killing battlefield that he had never seen before, such a scene he had never even seen in his dreams, in his memory, the biggest battle was just between two neighboring tribes, a battle between a dozen or twenty people, a battle of hundreds of people, it was already a battle level, and this time he was able to gather three thousand warriors, in his opinion, there was no longer the strength to resist the attack of their warriors in this world, but this time he really understood, what is war, What is a war in the world beyond the mountains, it is simply not something that his small people can participate in and are qualified to participate in.
So, he used the big knife given to him by Zhang Jing of the Manchu Qing Dynasty to cut down the initiator of the situation around him that made it difficult for his tribe to recover its strength for a hundred years, this Zhang Jing of the Manchu Qing Dynasty, and then took the few remaining clansmen to the east, to his hometown, and fled in the mountains of his recklessness, while fleeing, he swore in his heart: "The outside world is very exciting, the outside world is even more helpless, the outside world is not your own world at all, from now on, you must tell your children and grandchildren that you will never set foot in the outside world."
"Now the Oroqen people are reluctant to go out of the mountains, is it because of this?
On the battlefield full of corpses, Chen Liang has never been so sad, he has never felt so guilty and blamed himself, it is not that he has never seen or experienced such a tragic battlefield, but he has never experienced such a sad and painful war.
In the situation that they occupied the right time, place and people, the whole battle only lasted for an hour, and in this hour, they lost nearly 3,000 brothers, among them, the most elite first and second brigades, from the captain to the herald, all died heroically, with their lives, the achievement of this war, changed the outcome of this war, such a tragic loss, all people are in a heavy mood.
All the brothers, searching for the bodies of their companions in the mountains, and then arranging, washing, and gathered them together, this time did not cremate them on the spot, according to the rules, but carried them on their backs, and prepared to take them back to their own territory for burial.
Because all of them believe that it was their sacrifice that allowed them to survive and win, even though the price of this victory was so terrible.
I'm sorry brothers, chapter 911 was repeated, I've corrected it, and now I'm sending another chapter, I'm sorry t1706231537: