Chapter 20. Unable to pursue any further.

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Yang Peng found that the upper body of the Khitan man who had been split in half by him was still digging hard at the snow with both hands, as if he still wanted to crawl forward. The two legs that had long since left the body were still twitching. Holding back the feeling of vomiting in his heart, Yang Peng roared and rushed out. It turned out that he found Zhao Jinxi holding a crossbow and killed him too. Maybe there were no arrows in the hand crossbow, and he was in a hurry facing the two Khitan soldiers.

Seeing a woman named Zhao Jinxi rushing into the melee battlefield, Yang Peng's nerves, which were already extremely tense, were now almost on the verge of collapse. His feet were as fast as flying, and the sword in his hand was pointing east and west, slashing and sweeping across the battlefield. He had already carved out a passage covered with corpses on the entire battlefield! However, it was still a step too late. A Khitan man knocked the hand crossbow out of Zhao Jinxi's hand and saw that he was about to stab Zhao Jinxi in the chest! Yang Peng was so heartbroken that he used all his strength with his right hand to throw the big knife in his hand like a dart!

Poof! Just when the spear was less than a foot away from Zhao Jinxi's chest, Yang Peng's broadsword had already flashed over and pinned the Khitan man to the ground! When the two Khitan men nearby saw that Yang Peng was bare-handed, they thought they had gotten a huge advantage, so they rushed forward one from the left and the other from the right.

Yang Peng did not retreat but advanced, and rushed forward with a lunge. Just when he was about to hit the two spears, he suddenly fell sideways and narrowly missed the two spears. At the same time, he used his left shoulder as the axis, rotated his waist forcefully, and kicked the two Khitan men in the knees with a "tank kick to the sky"! Click! Click! Both Khitans had one leg kicked in two! The two Khitan men let out a shrill scream, and their bodies were thrown sideways. The spears in their hands had long been thrown aside.

Yang Peng jumped up like a carp, raised his right foot, and a spear was already in his hand. He flicked it with his backhand without even looking at it. Another Khitan man who was forcing Zhao Jinxi was also stabbed to his heart's content!

It turned out that after Yang Peng's sword flew out of his hand, although he faced two Khitans at the same time, he didn't take it seriously at all. During the special training period that the master gave me, most of the time it was one to ten! Therefore, the corner of his eye was always focused on Zhao Jinxi. After eliminating Zhao Jinxi's crisis, Yang Peng leaned over and grabbed another spear, rushed in front of Zhao Jinxi, and pulled out his sword from the Khitan corpse. When he saw Zhao Jinxi coming over, Yang Peng didn't give her a good look. He scolded her fiercely: "Damn girl, what the hell are you doing! Are you injured?"

"I'm fine, ah, be careful!" Zhao Jinxi was about to answer Yang Peng's question when he suddenly screamed, and at the same time he jumped forward and hugged Yang Peng and rolled to the ground. With a whoosh, a long gun went empty! "Fuck your grandma!" Yang Peng found out that he had been sneak attacked by the Khitan people, and he was immediately furious. Now Zhao Jinxi was still pressing on him, so he had to use his right hand to pull out the rifle horizontally like a fire stick, and hit the Khitan's knee joint.

With a plop, the Khitans fell to their knees! Taking advantage of this moment, Yang Peng pushed his shoulder on the ground, then used his waist hard, hugged Zhao Jinxi and jumped up. Before his body could stand still, he kicked his left leg back: "Won't I kill you if you kneel down? Go see your grandma!"

puff! Yang Peng's kick just hit the Khitan man's chest. As a mouthful of blood spurted out, the Khitan man flew out in a spin! Because Yang Peng fought desperately and killed more than ten people, the battlefield situation changed accordingly. The strength of both the enemy and ourselves is basically evenly matched. Although the soldiers were slightly inferior in stabbing skills, they were immediately refreshed when they saw their captain showing off his might and invincibility.

But when the Khitan people saw Yang Peng running all over the place without a single intact corpse under his sword, they were as if they were encountering a peerless devil and were afraid to avoid him. Not a single Khitan dared to stand five meters in front of Yang Peng, let alone a Khitan who was not afraid of death and came forward to provoke him. Under the circumstances, the anti-rape team gradually gained the upper hand. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Zhao Jinxi finally changed the arrow clip and followed Yang Peng, shooting left and right. All the Khitans who avoided Yang Peng were shot dead by her! Wherever these two murderous gods passed by, the Khitans were suddenly wiped out.

With Zhao Jinxi protecting him, Yang Peng became more and more unscrupulous, rushing specifically to where the Khitan people were concentrated. Zhao Jinxi didn't have any scruples. Anyway, there seemed to be a high mountain in front of her as a shield. As long as she kept an eye on the left and right sides, everything would be fine! With the powerful destructive power of Yang Peng and Zhao Jinxi, Zhang Xiang, Cheng Shijie, Duan Zhixian and others led the team members to take advantage of the situation and launch a fierce counterattack, completely destroying the arrogance of the Khitan people. The remaining dozen or so Khitans slowly gathered together, and then began to gradually retreat, breaking away from the contact between the two sides.

When this situation occurred, Yang Peng felt a little at ease. Even though the Khitans had spears in their hands, how could they let go of this opportunity? Yang Peng inserted the sword into the scabbard behind his back, then put his hands on his waist, and two hand crossbows appeared in his hands. "Brothers, the enemy is right in front of you. Charge with me!"

Yang Peng roared, and the hand crossbow fired rapidly and in short bursts at the dense enemy group. Zhao Jinxi also stepped out and advanced hand in hand with Yang Peng, shooting with crossbows alternately to maintain the continuity of firepower. "Kill the Khitan dogs!" Zhang Xiang shouted without losing the opportunity, and rushed out first, waving his crossbow, and soon formed a triangular arrow with Yang Peng and Zhao Jinxi.

The communications squad was originally on guard duty at the top of the hill. Now that we saw that the enemy and we were out of contact, Shi Liancheng threw away the machine crossbow, pulled out the hand crossbow from his waist, rolled down the hill, and rushed towards the ribs of the enemy group. The girls in the communications class are all hand crossbows. Now that they don't have to fight with a sword, their role is immediately revealed. With a crisp shout, a new force joined the team chasing the Khitans! The girls quickly passed by Yang Peng and others, and led by Shi Liancheng and Cui Saner to kill them!

There was no other way. The brothers had been fighting bloody battles for more than an hour and were completely exhausted. If it weren't for the support of a breath of air, many people would be lying on the ground unable to get up! After all, Yang Peng, Cheng Shijie, and Duan Zhixian were trained in martial arts. Although their speed slowed down, they still followed the eight people in the communications class to protect them. The Art of War says: Don't chase the enemy when you are poor. Another saying: I will defeat the general. After chasing for more than ten miles in one breath, Yang Peng quickly ordered to stop the pursuit. Because it was getting late now, and it was too mysterious to have two little kids and six girls chasing more than a dozen Khitans. Although several people escaped from the enemy, and they were exhausted enemies, it was a pity that our own side was even more exhausted.

Another worry that Yang Peng has is that there are enemies who will take advantage of the situation. If that situation occurs, the brothers under him will basically have to wait for death, without the ability to fight again. When the time comes that you can't steal the chicken and turn victory into defeat, it will be too late to regret it.

Chasing for more than ten miles was all in one go. Yang Peng ordered the pursuit to stop. The girls seemed to have been drained of all their strength, and they were suddenly weak. They had no choice but to support each other and slowly return to the main battlefield. Shi Liancheng and Cui Saner took on the task of cleaning the battlefield along the way. During this pursuit, the hit rate of shooting while running was not high, but only eight people were killed. It was already an hour after returning to the main battlefield. Zhang Xiang had already commanded the large troops to complete the work of cleaning the battlefield, and the troops had returned to the hilltop. Seeing Yang Peng leading his team back, Zhang Xiang immediately greeted him.

Yang Peng had already faintly heard the sound of sobbing, and his mood had dropped to freezing point: "Brother, how are the casualties?" "The casualties are very serious!" Zhang Xiang pulled Yang Peng aside and whispered: "Twelve people were killed in the battle, and six were seriously injured. Most of the others were slightly injured! Three squads participated in the battle, and a third of them were lost! I have already sent people back to call for others, but in this state, we do not have the strength to bring the wounded back. "

"Hey, such head-on confrontations must be reduced as much as possible in the future." Yang Peng said in a low voice: "Let's go and see the brothers!" It was already dark at this time, and the surroundings were dark. Yang Peng couldn't care anymore and came to the top of the mountain and shouted: "Brothers who are not injured cannot stay like this. Brothers who are injured can't stand such a cold weather! Hurry up and collect the firewood and light a fire to heat it up." Water, everyone needs some solid food!”

Yang Peng's skills in using first aid kits were even better, and he re-bandaged six seriously injured people. Just as he estimated, only three team members were sacrificed in the positional confrontation. However, in the process of fighting, nine people were killed and six were seriously injured. This is because the Khitans put most of their attention on Yang Peng and Zhao Jinxi! The six seriously injured people were all injured in the thighs and were directly pierced by the Khitan's spears. The six seriously injured players are all tall players. When a big one fights a small one, there should be no injuries. This is the power of the Khitan people's fighting skills and also the lesson.

However, unlike the situation a few days ago, the living people are not depressed at all, and can even be said to be a little excited! Because everyone alive has killed at least one Khitan soldier! "Reporting to the captain, after careful statistics, we have killed fifty-six enemies in total. Thirteen of them were split in half by the sword. The captain is really majestic! Unfortunately, there are too many things, and we can't see clearly now. I can’t count them either. However, none of the Khitan soldiers wear military ranks. Although they have a command sword, I don’t know who that guy is.”

Shi Liancheng and Cui San'er were still children at heart, but at this juncture, they were able to speak like this. The so-called child's words are unbridled, nothing more than this. Yang Peng was already sure of the outcome of the battle. He had killed so many people face to face, and he had already discovered that the enemy this time was not wearing any markings. Except for their weapons and equipment and a small tuft of beard under their noses, there was no way to tell who they were from the other dead people. Of course, if you take off your pants and shoes, the truth will still come out.

"If I don't wear a military rank, does that mean that the brothers I sacrificed were just fighting with a bunch of poor people? Damn the Khitan veterans!" It was already three days after returning to the secret camp. On the east slope of Xionghailing, twelve new graves were added, but there are still no tombstones. Many team members were puzzled that Yang Peng did not erect a tombstone, but Yang Peng had only one sentence: "We don't need others to know when we are alive, and we don't want others to disturb us when we are dead. You will understand by then."

The wheel of history naturally has its own trajectory, and Yang Peng doesn't think a little butterfly can really change anything. As long as what he did was worthy of the conscience of a Song Dynasty person, he felt it was enough. Although the Khitan soldiers suffered heavy casualties this time, it was a rare test for a small team that had just formed. Without going through the test of blood and fire, it is impossible to give birth to a great army that can fight a hundred battles.

During the recent period, although Yang Peng and the surviving brothers felt sad for the sacrificed brothers, they were not depressed or unacceptable as last time, but felt very proud. When he was finally grooming his fallen comrades, Yang Peng had already discovered that all the fallen brothers had been severely wounded in the front, and they had sacrificed their young lives because of their serious injuries. Especially one brother who made everyone awe-inspiring actually hugged each other with the Khitans, biting off each other's neck blood vessels, and died together!

If I can’t beat you to death, I will bite you to death! Such a brother is an iron-blooded brother, a brother worthy of everyone's respect! Although he died without even leaving a tombstone, he died a heroic and great death! Compared with any outstanding Chinese people in history, he is not inferior! Only such a brother is qualified to say: "I am a Song Dynasty man!" Although such a brother is dead, his spirit will live on forever! The indomitable spirit of struggle and the spirit of sacrifice that dare to die together are the backbone of the nation!

It is precisely because of this kind of spirit that a patchwork group of people can be reborn, thus taking on a new look and gaining overwhelming momentum. Now, Yang Peng was standing in front of such a team, looking at the slightly immature but tenacious faces. His soul was shocked and the blood in his body was boiling!

"Brothers, you have spent more than a year doing things that many people can't do in several lifetimes. I am proud of the progress you have made! More than 40 vicious Khitan veterans, under your arrows, Under your sword, all of them turned into cold corpses. You are all good, and you are all well-deserved real heroes." "Yes, some brothers fell early, leaving behind the things they have not finished. They gave it to us, but they deserved their death! With their actual actions, they interpreted the saying of the ancients: 'Thousands of people will die, but I will die'! Therefore, every one of us who is alive must do what they did not do. What’s done is done, keep doing it! Don’t let the fallen brother die with his eyes open!”

"Although we paid huge sacrifices in this battle, we also achieved a huge victory! You defeated more with less and created a miracle. This was all obtained with blood and life. This victory belongs to you. Everyone! Our number has become smaller, but our combat effectiveness is stronger!" "Because we have those brothers who sacrificed as examples, because we have gained more valuable combat experience in cruel battles, because we have all gone through We have passed the test of blood and fire, because the most vicious enemy has fallen at our feet, so we are qualified to say: we are invincible!"

"Today is the third day of the Lunar New Year, and the Khitan people don't want us to live a good year and dream!" Yang Peng finally said: "Now I order the first class and the crossbow class to continue to assume the defense tasks of the secret camp, and the cooking class to strengthen the food. The others have a three-day holiday to celebrate the New Year for me! After we are full and strong, we will pick up our guns and fight the Khitans to the end!" The brothers were in high spirits, and the girls started busy decorating the interior of the secret camp. They must have To create a New Year atmosphere. Bai Shujie and Zhang Xiang walked out of the secret camp and took a walk while discussing the details of the aftermath.

"This time, Class Two was completely injured." Yang Peng shook his head and sighed: "Last time, three people died and one was seriously injured. This time, four people died and two were seriously injured. Now they are still intact. , there are only seven people left. I talked to Cheng Shijie and Zhou Dayong respectively, and their energy is still there." "Oh, this time they were determined to avenge their brothers, so they fought hard. The one who rushed to the front. Without the hard work of their second class, it would be really hard to say this time!" Zhang Xiang nodded and said: "The biggest contributor this time should be Cheng Shijie's second class. This is what everyone sees. of."

"Brother, the third squad of Duan Zhixian and Liu Zhiliang also suffered heavy losses this time. Five people were killed and four were seriously injured. Except for Duan Zhixian and Liu Zhiliang, all others were slightly injured." Yang Peng finally had a sad expression. : "If you want to fight, there will be sacrifices. To put it nicely, I really can't bear it." Zhang Xiang sighed: "Who says it's not the case! The brother who was still talking just now said that if it is gone, it will be gone. Who can put it in?" My body can't bear it. However, this time I took the initiative and made the right move. If the little devils are allowed to come up to the mountain and block our door, that will be the worst thing. By then, there may not be a few brothers left. ."

"So, brother, your adaptability this time truly reflects the style of a general!" Yang Peng said with a smile: "Especially when you left the first class and the crossbow class behind, this move is indeed brilliant. It saves Strength has also improved morale. I see that boy from Zhan Jin Kingdom, now he wants to rush into Xintun immediately. Haha!" Zhang Xiang shook his head: "I didn't think so much at the time, I just thought that you, brother, would pull up this team. It’s not easy, I have to leave some flesh and blood for you. Even if we are all killed, as long as they still exist, then the anti-rape team will still exist, and that’s enough!”

"Originally, the Khitan dogs wanted to confuse our eyes, disrupt our steps, and then make a sudden attack. Unexpectedly, big brother, you ambush the Khitan people and gave them a head-on blow. This is all God's will, God is immortal This is the Song Dynasty anti-corruption team!" Yang Peng looked into the distance and said, "Speaking of which, shouldn't we adjust the personnel of each class?"

When Yang Peng returned to the headquarters, he had been thinking about one issue: the source of troops and his own place. The Song Dynasty was unreliable, and he also had to have a weapons processing factory, otherwise his troops would be too passive. , we also need to prepare a way out for the brothers. The weapons captured now are still unable to confront the Khitan army head-on. This will definitely not work. Besides, there are so many armies in the Song Dynasty and there is nothing they can do against the Khitan people. They can fight on their own. That's definitely not possible. You must solve this problem yourself. Yang Peng has been looking at the map. There are nearly two hundred kilometers from Cangzhou to the sea. Where to build a city near the sea? There is also a weapons processing plant. What about money? Make money, it’s definitely not possible without money.

Where to build a city, we have to solve the problem of weapons and population. It seems that this place is no longer viable, and we have to move. Sooner or later, if this continues, it will be eaten by the Khitan army. Suddenly, there is an additional problem in Yang Peng's mind. Yang Peng immediately wrote down the art of making iron, and what kind of art of making sun-dried salt was also in his mind. It seemed that he had understood it before, and Yang Peng felt happy for a while. After Yang Peng settled down, he was thinking about how to solve the population and food problems. Unknowingly, Yang Peng had written a lot of words, and he was also happy in his heart. At this time, the sound of knocking on the door broke Yang Peng's thinking.

If you want to know what happens next, let’s look at the breakdown in the next chapter.