Whoosh, countless short axes flew out of the forest and flew towards the Flying Tiger Army who was struggling to charge up the slope. The ax rotated, cutting off the hooves of the war horses, smashing the armor of the Flying Tiger Army, and cutting into their bodies. The poor soldiers of the Flying Tiger Army were chopped and smashed with short axes before they could reach the top of the slope, and their flesh and blood were everywhere.
These axes were recommended by Bao Xiang, because in the dense forest, it is difficult to use long weapons. These axes, which are not usually of great use, turned out to be miraculous at this time.
Despite this, fueled by the desire to survive, some of the Flying Tiger Army broke through the blockade of axes and arrows and rushed to the top of the slopes on both sides.
When we reached the top of the city, we discovered that the narrow and rugged terrain made it difficult for the war horses to move. Especially the huge wings on the back of the Flying Tiger Army. If they are not careful, they will be caught in the trees and unable to move, making themselves a living target for the Fearless Army.
Ouch, during the fight, wolves howled and barked one after another in the forest, and the huge mastiff wolves also squeezed out, with smelly saliva dripping from their mouths, and their green eyes glowed with bloodthirsty, staring maliciously. These flying tiger troops.
The legs and feet of these war horses went limp, and they turned around and retreated back into the ditch without their owners urging them to do so.
"Niu Chao, control your son of a bitch, don't rush into the ditch right now." Wu Gen roared at Niu Chao. At this time, if the mastiff wolf gets mixed up with the opponent, it will inevitably be killed by one's own side.
In Jialingou, there were corpses of people and horses everywhere, many of which had been trampled to pieces by the horses running back and forth. Due to the failure of the charge, the Flying Tiger Army could only circle back and forth in the ditch, barely exchanging fire with the enemies on both sides.
Looking at his subordinates who kept dying, the leader of the Flying Tiger Army felt his heart bleed. He regretted his greed today for making such a big mistake and letting his subordinates step into such a dangerous situation.
"Withdraw." The leader finally gave up the idea of annihilating the opponent and signaled his men to turn around and rush out of Jialingou. But with so many people turning away, it's not that easy. Enduring the constant flying arrows and axes along the way, the Flying Tiger Army withdrew toward the entrance with their shields raised.
People kept falling down along the way, and some injured people fell to the ground, begging their companions to take them away, but under the leader's strict order, no one dared to stop. If you stop, you will only die more and faster.
Ga, there was a high-pitched bird song in the sky, and the Flying Tiger Army approaching the valley in front suddenly became restless.
The leader of the Flying Tiger Army looked up and his face suddenly turned pale. I saw birds flying one after another in the dark sky, and among these birds, there were also several strange-shaped flying shuttles glowing with silver.
Countless red or white arrows were shot from the birds and shuttles. These arrows were quite strange and seemed to have no substance, but they were quite lethal. Every arrow that hits the Flying Tiger Army explodes, and the armor on the soldiers is difficult to protect against such attacks.
In addition to those who died on the spot, many people were thrown off their horses by the air wave, with blood flowing from their mouths and noses, obviously suffering from internal injuries.
Huge rocks shattered and flew around wildly. The brilliant arrows were like devil's eyes, sweeping over the panicked Flying Tiger Army over and over again.
The river valley was trembling, people were shouting, horses were whining, and the shadow of death was tightly strangling the throats of these flying tiger soldiers.
These birds and shuttles swooped down and attacked the flying tiger army at the entrance over and over again, forcing them to run in. Some who were lucky enough to escape would be chased and shot.
How to fight like this, you can't shoot others, but the other party can kill his own men calmly. This was a completely one-sided massacre, and the leader of the Flying Tiger Army was already feeling a little desperate.
At the entrance of the valley, there was already a layer of corpses of the Flying Tiger Army. More people crowded at the entrance, howling and rushing back into the ditch. People who run out are more likely to fall prey to each other in the wilderness.
Forget it, rush to the valley.
The leader of the Flying Tiger Army closed his eyes slightly and turned around and rushed towards the valley. Even though he knew that there might be people blocking him in front, he couldn't escape because some people would not completely destroy his Flying Tiger Army.
Enduring the harassment of arrows and resisting the roaring explosions behind them, the Flying Tiger Army no longer hesitated and ran towards the depths of the ditch with their wings shining brightly. With every step someone took, someone fell to the ground.
After turning a few corners, a neat square formation suddenly appeared in the ditch. It looked like there were eight hundred people. These people were all wearing black armor and holding square shields. Even their faces were hidden behind the armor, blocking the way of the cavalry.
Seeing the first army facing him head-on today, the leader of the Flying Tiger Army suddenly felt powerless. Although there were not many people in this army, they remained motionless in the face of the rumbling cavalry, without even shaking their shields. How easy was it to fight such soldiers?
Kill, the leader of the Flying Tiger Army raised his sword and shouted, and the cavalry surged toward the black armored soldiers standing quietly in the ditch.
With a loud bang, the white spear hit the black shield. The horse fell backwards, the shield flew into the air, and the sound of the swords clashing was like rain hitting banana trees, with a tinkling sound. There is no red, sad or green weeping, only a piece of corpse-accumulating elixir grass.
Compared with the Flying Tiger Army, which was shouting to kill, these men in black armor remained silent and just tried their best to kill the opponents in front of them.
Just like a butcher in a meat market, he doesn't need to bark wildly at the animals in front of him to gain courage. He only needs to kill cows, pigs and sheep quietly and attentively, erasing each other's lives with one knife.
At the back of the formation, there were some people sitting cross-legged on the ground and resting, as if the fighting in front had nothing to do with them.
This kind of silent power is very powerful and strange, as if any opponent will fall at their feet. This self-confidence gradually spreads to the opponent from the inside out, destroying their will and annihilating their fighting spirit. .
The Flying Tiger Army charged desperately again and again, trying to open the passage to life, but failed again and again. The shouts of killing turned into desperate wails, and groups of corpses fell in front of the black shield wall.
However, their impact was not without effect, and gaps were opened in the formation of the formation-breakers.
After each impact, a tall man in the team would raise his long knife. Some of the soldiers who had been resting in the back got up, stepped on the body shield of the front man, and counterattacked with all their strength, killing the Flying Tigers who had penetrated into the formation, and then took over the front line, leaving those who had been fighting for a long time. Turn around and rest.
On the fiercely fighting battlefield, they dared to fight in such a rotational manner, which shows how confident the formation breaker soldiers are in their own combat power.
"Captain, do you want to make a full charge to reduce the pressure on Meng Shun?" Zhang Wuyang stood beside Wu Gen, nervously watching the direction of the formation-breaking soldiers.
Wu Gen's palm holding the handle of the knife was already sweating faintly. He glanced at the situation in the ditch and pushed the half-out knife back into the sheath. "Wait a little longer. Meng Shun can still withstand it. There are still too many Flying Tigers in the attack. We only have so many people. If we can attack from a distance, we will never attack at close range. Try to use bows and arrows to deal with them. There will be a big battle ahead, and everyone's life is precious."
Bao Xiang picked up his hammer and looked at the leader of the Flying Tiger Army gathered in the crowd. "It's best to kill him, so that Meng Shun's pressure will be less."
In the Flying Tiger Army, the leader stared at the black phalanx on the opposite side. After fighting for such a long time, these people were like rocks in the sea, unable to move at all no matter how hard they were hit.
The men were already on the verge of defeat. Many of them rushed towards the slopes on both sides, but were driven back by a more violent rain of arrows. Trapped in such a narrow ditch, the Flying Tiger Army's advantage of speed was lost, and they could only be passively beaten at every turn.
In order to pursue speed, the armor of the Flying Tiger Army is not thick. It is like a sharp sword. It can stab quickly but cannot kill. Facing the anvil-like black square array, after being defeated time and time again, the sharp edge is already gone. There are gaps one after another. If there was no place to run, these Flying Tiger soldiers might have scattered in all directions.
The leader's eyes were fixed on the tall figure in the black phalanx. It wasn't that he couldn't abandon the army and flee, but if he did, his life would be over. Then, if you want to shake this rock, you have to cut off the roots of the rock and the man who silently wields his sword from time to time and directs calmly.
With another charge, the leader followed behind his own men, and when the horse collided with the shield wall again, he moved.
The wings behind him erupted with bright light, and the white clothes and armor that set off them were even more holy. The horse under him jumped up, stepped on the shields, passed over the long swords like a forest, and descended from the sky like a god, slashing at the man who had been there from beginning to end. A man who always stays where he is.
The opponent's cultivation level is not high, so there should be no problem in the sudden attack, the leader thought.
While in the air, the leader saw the man's calm eyes, like an ancient well that had existed for countless years, without any waves or wind. Why can he be so confident? The leader felt a little annoyed.
Suddenly, the eyes of the man opposite him moved slightly, with a hint of ridicule.
An afterimage passed through the sky so fast that even the arrows in the air could not catch up. Wu Gen jumped out from the top of the slope and hit the leader, sending him flying to the other side of the hillside.
Before he even landed, a fat man with four arms rushed out and hit the leader on the head with a sledgehammer.
The leader finally woke up from the confusion of being hit, and kicked in the air with all his strength. His body drew an arc, barely avoiding the opponent's hammer blow, and fell to the other side.
As soon as he landed, the leader didn't dare to stop, turned around and flew to the other side. As soon as his body reached the air, suddenly countless ice spikes as thin as ox hair flew towards him. It slipped through the gaps in the armor and flew towards his face, hands and other hard-to-defend places.
With a muffled groan, the leader endured the stinging pain, covering his eyes with his hands, and his body couldn't help but pause.
If he were to face him head-on, he would definitely not be so afraid of his opponent, and he might even be able to kill him one or two times. But these people are so ruthless, waiting for themselves to break away from the team before launching a sudden attack, and one ring after another, leaving them almost unable to fight back.
A cold light flashed from the corner of his eyes, and the leader was stunned. Through the gap in his arm, he finally saw clearly who had just attacked him. It was the young man who led the team. At this time, the young man was holding a weird broken knife, which was blocking his direction.
At such a close distance, there is no way to avoid it. The leader was horrified and had no choice but to raise his sword to block. With a clanging sound, the long-awaited broken sword cut off the leader's saber and struck it on his bright armor, leaving a ferocious gap in it.
The leader's body was hit and flew back again, a scimitar flew out from his side, and Zhang Wuyang slashed hard at his right arm. The leader screamed, his arm had been cut off by the opponent, and before his body hit the ground, a giant ax and hammer appeared on the other side. Baoxiang struck down with a ferocious look on his face, and smashed the opponent into the ground.
Wu Gen, Zhang Wuyang, and Bao Xiang surrounded him and attacked him like street gangsters. Their weapons flew up and down, and they quickly cut the leader into more than a dozen pieces.
Poor this leader, if he were to face any one of the three Wu Gen, he would not be at a disadvantage. Today, he was attacked by a surprise attack in the chaos of the battle, and ended up falling into the mud before even making a move. It can only be said that on the battlefield, anything can happen, and your level of cultivation does not completely determine whether you can survive.
As soon as the leader died, the Flying Tiger Army in front of the formation-breaking soldiers suddenly became confused and retreated one after another, or abandoned their weapons and surrendered. They never wanted to face these tough and ugly opponents again.
"Let the Rebel Army fire another wave and charge the whole army." Wu Gen jumped down from the big tree nearby and ordered loudly.
After another round of arrow rain, deafening shouts of killing rang out in the Jialin ditch. The fearless troops ambush on both sides rushed out with knives, followed by the tall mastiff wolves, and rushed towards the flying tiger army who was stubbornly resisting in the ditch. .
Some people died, but not completely...
