Wu Gen was sitting on the horse, breathing heavily. The tip of the broken knife he was carrying casually was dripping with blood, which blended into the muddy soil.
It didn't rain today, but there was a little more blood on the ground. Coupled with people or horses stirring it back and forth, it became so sticky.
The sun climbed over the golden top of the mountain, shyly shining the first beam of light on the valley. Wu Gen looked at the tired soldiers behind him and wiped a broken knife with a rag.
All the crossbowmen had already fired their arrows once. Wu Gen and his men repelled four charges from the horse thieves. On the valley floor near the mountain road, there were already piles of corpses, filling the big hole where the giant crossbow had been shot. flat.
The horse thieves did not swarm down, but drove waves of people who had taken pills and lost their minds to charge desperately, trying to drain the fearless army's physical strength.
As long as you are a human being, you will always get tired, and you have to say that the other party's approach is right. At this time, Wu Gen felt that the broken sword in his hand was much heavier, not to mention the cavalry behind him.
Fighting with a group of people who were not afraid of death, and always being on guard against arrows and swords coming out of nowhere, even though Wu Gen was much more advanced than the opponent, he still felt an unspeakable oppression.
This is like throwing an ink ingot into water. Although the water is pushed away, the edges of the ink will slowly be dissolved by the water. Over time, the ink ingot will eventually be completely dissolved by the water.
Why do high-level practitioners get piled to death by a large group of low-level people? On the one hand, their own cultivation is exhausted, and on the other hand, in such a fight, the blood energy that they unintentionally escape will be slowed down by their opponents. Assimilate slowly.
This will also increase the loss of one's own blood, so high-level people will feel uncomfortable on a battlefield where tens of millions of people are fighting, and will find that their cultivation is suppressed, and they will feel tired more easily.
As for Li Qi, Wu Gen also looked at him. He was better at attacking and killing, but he didn't look tired at all.
Just now in the battle formation, his figure disappeared and appeared. Every time he drew his sword, one person would die. Even Wu Gen could not find his traces without careful observation.
This method is acceptable for small-scale battles, but on a battlefield with tens of thousands of people, it is somewhat inadequate.
Forget it, let him do some assassin things in the future, the general will be exempted. Disappointed, Wu Gen sighed and looked at the tragic battlefield around him.
With the support of giant crossbows, although they had blocked the opponent's attack just now, more than a hundred people had died on their own side.
He turned his head and looked in the direction of the small village, wondering why Shui Congyue hadn't taken the village yet. With a thud, a huge man flew out from the wall of the small village.
This man was two feet tall, wearing red clothes without any armor. He fell heavily to the ground, twitched a few times and then stopped moving.
On the wall of the village, Shui Congyue's figure appeared, surrounded by three tall men in red, holding flails in their hands, and the hammer at the end of the chain was as big as a human head.
"This is the strongman." Wu Gen pointed at these huge men in surprise. According to the information given by Yang Zheng, there were some specially built strongmen among the horse thieves.
Instead, he selects strong men and soaks his body with secret medicine every day, supplemented by some tiger and wolf medicine.
Gradually, these people's bodies will become very tough, and ordinary swords and guns cannot harm them.
Moreover, these were extremely powerful and tall, and even heavy cavalry could not stop them when charging. Wu Gen originally thought that these people were concentrated in the main stronghold, but he did not expect that some of them were also hiding in this small stronghold.
A strong man shook his strong body and rushed towards the water from the moon, the flail in his hand whizzing down.
Shui twisted from Yue's body to avoid the opponent's attack. The halberd shook forward, and the iron chain of the flail was wrapped around the halberd pole.
Seeing that his weapon was restrained, the strongman relied on his strength, eyes wide open, tightly grasping the iron handle with both hands, and pulled the flail backward with all his strength, trying to pull the water away from Yue's euphorbia.
At the same time, the other two warriors also gathered around and attacked with flails. The city wall was already narrow, so these three warriors attacked at the same time, occupying almost the entire top of the wall.
The water rolled up from Yue's body like a kite, passed over the heads of the three warriors, and landed behind them. Before the opponent could turn around, Shui Congyue grunted, held the halberd pole with both hands, and raised it with all his strength. The warrior who attacked first was dragged off the ground, whining and screaming in the air.
Swinging the great halberd to the side, the warrior in the air was thrown out of the city wall along with his flail. At this time, two other strong men also rushed over along the city wall one after another. The defeat of their companions not only did not make them retreat, but instead aroused their ferocity.
Seeing that there was no room to move, Shui spun on the spot from Yue's body, and the euphorbia drew an arc. With the power of turning, it stabbed the warrior closest to him like an arrow from a string.
This strongman's body is indeed extraordinary. The tip of the halberd cannot go in any further than two inches. A proud and evil smile appeared on Lux's face, and he grabbed the euphorbia in front of him with a big hand with fingers as thick as a carrot.
The other hand throws the flail behind him. Just like fighting with people in the past, a good head will soon turn into a rotten watermelon.
Suddenly, Shui Congyue on the other side opened his eyes, and the euphorbia suddenly turned. A huge force passed through the tip of the halberd and fell on the warrior's body, and a swirling wound appeared on the tough body.
The strong man's body could no longer hold on, and he leaned back slightly, dragging his feet on the ground, and was pushed back by the big halberd.
Just after sliding a few steps, he collided with the strong man behind him. Their bodies were stacked on top of each other, like two bundles of grain and grass under a farmer's iron fork. They retreated along the village wall and were squeezed into a corner before stopping. .
Shui pulled out the halberd from Yue, raised the halberd high with one hand, and hit the strong man hard. Although the body of a strongman has been refined by secret techniques, his body is much harder than that of ordinary people, but his internal organs cannot even be matched by secret techniques.
Huge vibrations were transmitted into the body through the physical body, like waves of turbulent waves, ravaging everything in the body.
Once or twice, a dull sound sounded on the wall, attracting the attention of the two soldiers. Looking at this handsome man who looked like a god and a demon, he smashed two strong men to death with the halberd in his hand.
This is not a human being, the horse thieves roared in their hearts, and their morale suddenly dropped to the lowest point. Some raised their hands to surrender, and some ran towards the outside of the stockade. The situation was reversed in the blink of an eye.
After looking at the two corpses that were no longer human-like at his feet, Shui Congyue suddenly turned around and fell outside the village, just in time to step on the shoulders of the strongman who was thrown outside the wall.
Under the tremendous pressure, Lux's face quickly turned red as he tried his best to get rid of the man on his body.
But this man, who didn't look strong, was as heavy as a mountain. With a crisp sound, Shui Congyue clamped the rikishi's head between his legs and twisted it violently. The rikishi who was still alive just now fell to the ground without saying a word.
In the valley, Wu Gen let out a sigh of relief after witnessing the battle above the small village. If Xiaozhai wins, the pressure on his side will be less.
On the mountain road, the sound of gathering people and horses sounded again, and Wu Gen instead inserted the knife into its sheath. The horse thieves rushed down in waves, which confirmed a problem. The opponent's command was disordered.
It was already dawn, and it was impossible to miss the Ji family's flag. In the Iron Hand Province, anyone would hesitate when faced with such a banner.
Although the Ji family's restraint on various places has weakened in the past two years, it is still not something that a bunch of horse thieves can contend with.
As Shui Congyue and Xue Xin led the people into the valley, the noise on the mountain road disappeared. Obviously, the loss of Xiaozhai made the horse thief lose his desire to fight again.
"How is it?" Wu Gen turned his head and looked at Shui Congyue, who was covered in blood.
"It's not easy to fight. Although these horse thieves have poor military discipline, they have some strange methods, which caught the fearless army a little unprepared." Shui Congyue looked calm. A soldier came forward and poured some sake from the wine bag to wash his hands. hand.
Wu Gen swallowed a sip of saliva, this was wine, but when he saw Shui Congyue's angular profile, he put his words back.
Xue Xin urged his horse to catch up, looking a little ugly.
"Master, our fearless army has expanded too quickly. Judging from the battle just now, there are many people who rush in disorder, those who are afraid of death, and those who don't listen to greetings. If it weren't for the bravery of the captain of the water school, and we The old soldiers brought here are holding on, and there will be chaos if there is any chance." Wu Gen nodded slightly,
"Did you kill someone?" Xue Xin sighed,
"Kill the few who took the lead in escaping, and capture a dozen who followed."
"There are too few kills." Wu Gen held the scabbard with his hand, his thumb kept stroking the sword, and said with a cold expression: "You once advised me that kindness will not lead the army. Today is our fearless army in the Iron Hand Province. In the first war, we can be chaotic, but we can't be afraid. The rules in the army have been explained countless times before the war, and there are still people who dare not follow them, so what's the point of keeping them. In order to deal with the battle with each family, we must quickly Expand the army. These people will all be corps commanders and camp commanders in the future. If they don’t establish good rules at the beginning, how will they be able to lead the troops in the future." After a moment of silence, Xue Xin raised his hands on his horse and said, "I understand, my subordinates." Shui Congyue on the side His brows moved slightly, but in the end he made no sound.
Li Qi turned his head and glanced at Wu Gen, with some unclear meaning in his eyes. Hula la, the holly bird fell aside. Suo Ji jumped down from the bird and knelt down on one knee in front of Wu Gen's horse.
"Master of the village, all the horse thieves have gathered back to the main village. The village is quite chaotic. The thieves are dividing the property privately and they seem to be trying to escape. In addition, there are many traps set up on the road leading to the village. Our army will attack the village. You must be careful to avoid unnecessary casualties." Wu Gen nodded slightly.
"Yes, the Rebel Army fought well this time. Let your people come down and we will establish military regulations." Suoji was stunned and secretly glanced at the people next to him. Seeing that everyone looked serious, he quickly put his right hand on Chest, said loudly: "I understand." After a while, more than a dozen hawks and two flying shuttles landed outside the valley, and the Volunteer Falcon army entered the valley on foot.
At this moment, the big flag with the word Ji outside moved, and Ji Yan led the men and horses into the valley.
Wu Gen turned his head and glanced at Shui Congyue, sighing, why did Ji Yan, a damn girl, come in here? Originally, Wu Gen had used her as a mascot. The main stronghold had not been captured yet, so how could he explain to Ji Ye if anything happened.
Looking at the excited girl, Wu Gen could only signal Li Qi to protect her safety and not allow her to get close to the battle line.
After a while, ten fearless soldiers with their arms tied and rags stuffed in their mouths were brought up by swordsmen and fell to their knees in the middle of the valley.
There was a circle of people surrounding him, including the Fearless Army and Zu Yuantong's Northern Army. Xue Xin glanced at Wu Gen, urged his horse to the center of the valley, pointed at the ten people kneeling on the ground, and shouted to the surroundings: "Everyone, there was an order before the war. Those who are afraid of fighting and running away will be killed, and those who do not listen to orders will be killed." Kill. These ten people, regardless of the safety of their surroundings, retreated from the battle and disturbed the morale of our army. Following the order of the leader of the village, they will be dealt with according to military law today. You must remember that our fearless army started in the wilderness and has reached this level today. , what do you rely on, is military discipline. If anyone dares to do it again, he will suffer the same fate as these ten beasts." As he said, Xue Xin pulled out his saber,
"Cut." Following his words, the ax hand raised his knife and chopped off, and ten heads rolled to the ground. For a moment, there was silence in the valley, as everyone looked at the ten headless corpses.
I originally thought that it would be a time to celebrate the victory and reward after the small village was captured, but I didn't expect to see such a scene.
Sitting on the horse, Ji Yan was originally full of joy, but her face was a little pale, and she stared at the head that rolled down not far in front of her horse.
When he looked up at Wu Gen again, his eyes were a little complicated. It's not that she has never seen murder before, but she didn't expect that Wu Gen would kill so many people neatly and neatly under Xiao Sheng.
Choking, Wu Gen drew his sword out of its sheath.
"March. The Rebel Army is covering from the air." He said and took the lead in urging the horse to walk towards the mountain road.
