Wow!
There was a loud sound, and almost all the soldiers around him pointed their weapons at Mingwu.
Everyone has a herd mentality.
If there is only one soldier, then he will be killed. He will not dare to point his weapon at the commander or the prince.
But what if everyone is like this?
Ten people, hundreds, thousands, tens of thousands?
So what's there to be afraid of?
Everyone does it anyway.
Mingwu saw that the soldiers around him were all pointing their weapons at him, and he became even more furious and shouted,
"How dare you point your weapons at me? How dare you? Don't forget who gave you weapons, who gave you food, and who gave you military pay!
You untouchables and bastards dare to rebel? I order you to put down your weapons and kneel down!
Damn it, you have a mother and a fatherless piece of shit, and you still want to rebel? I don’t want to take a pee and see how you look.
All kneel down! Whoever dares to take a step forward, I will chop off his head! "
The centurion who was hung up laughed and said,
"Yes! I just have a mother but no father to support me. I just have a life! But didn't my father die in the war with your father?
If I hadn't fought for your father, I would have had food to eat and my father to support me when I was a child! "
"Brothers! Why are you hesitating! Charge forward and kill Mingwu. This bastard has never regarded us as human beings! Why should we sacrifice our lives for him?
If you don't kill him, do you want to be hung up and beaten to death like me?
Either he dies or you die now! "
"Commander! Why are you so stupid? Beat the drums, there's going to be a war! Beat the drums!"
The ordering soldier on the general stage was stunned for a moment, and then he got worried and roared,
"Got the order!"
He picked up two drumsticks and smashed them against the drum.
Marching to the beat of drums is an everlasting principle on the battlefield.
After hearing the drums, the soldiers immediately transformed into tigers and wolves, and all their fighting instincts returned to their bodies with the drums.
"Kill!"
"kill!"
More than 10,000 soldiers roared and charged forward, stabbing their immediate superiors with the spears in their hands.
"Rebellion! Rebellious! You idiots dare to rebel. I will kill you. I will kill you all!"
Mingwu roared angrily, swung his sword, and slashed around.
He, several generals, and guards only numbered a hundred people at best.
How can he be an opponent of more than 10,000 people?
What's more, there are more soldiers in the distance, as well as those on the mountain, who are also running this way.
The soldiers attacked like crazy, venting out all their grievances over the past few days. With the spears in their hands, they stabbed the once-high-ranking generals desperately, turning those generals into a hornet's nest.
What the heck, it turns out that nobles can be stabbed to death with one shot.
It turns out that nobles don’t have more lives than us.
The red-eyed soldiers stepped on the general's body, raised their spears, and killed their supreme commander...
Mingwu!
Mingwu lived up to the word "Martial" in his name. He had been practicing martial arts since he was a child, and he also learned the highest-end martial arts. In addition, he grew up eating meat, so he was much stronger than soldiers who grew up eating porridge.
I saw Mingwu riding a horse, waving the sword in his hand, killing soldiers one after another, and blocking the spears thrust from all directions.
A soldier was more clever. He found that Mingwu was riding on a horse and it was difficult to fight from a high position. So he took a spear and stabbed the horse's belly fiercely.
This powerful and heavy blow directly penetrated the belly of the horse. The horse whined, suddenly raised its front hooves, and knocked Mingwu on its back to the ground, and then fell to the ground dead.
Mingwu was thrown to the ground hard. When the surrounding soldiers saw this, they immediately stabbed Mingwu with their spears.
Mingwu reacted very quickly, and immediately rolled on the spot to avoid the spear attack, and then cut off the legs of the two soldiers with a slash of his hands.
The sword in his hand is extremely sharp. It was made by a famous craftsman and is indestructible.
Mingwu stood up, roared and raised his sword to kill the soldiers.
Ming Wu, who was covered in blood, looked like a ghost crawling out of hell, waving his sharp sword and slashing around.
"Come on! Fight with me! You traitors and scum!"
"My father has led you for many years! I give you military pay and food! Is this how you repay him?!"
"You beasts! You ungrateful things! You thieves who eat inside and outside! I will kill you all!"
"Kill you first! Then kill this thief Nie Chen!"
"This handsome man can serve as a million-strong division!"
"You despicable mud-legged people! Die! Die!"
Ming Wu's momentum was unparalleled and murderous, like a god of murder, but the soldiers he killed did not dare to step forward.
At this moment, a soldier standing on the lookout raised his bow and arrow, aimed at Mingwu below, and then shot an arrow fiercely.
Those who can climb to the observation tower are not only excellent archers, but their archery skills are definitely not bad.
The sword hit Ming Wu's neck and penetrated into his only exposed flesh.
Mingwu screamed in pain, roaring and covering his wound, but found that he was taking in too much air but not out, so he couldn't roar anymore.
Seeing this scene, the soldiers cheered up again.
"I'm not a mud-legged guy! I'm a human being!"
A young soldier roared and stabbed his spear fiercely into Mingwu's stomach.
"I'm not a bitch! I also have parents who love me!"
Another spear stabbed in.
"Made, if you officials take away all the meat, we won't even be able to drink the soup. If you give me a bite, I won't rebel."
"Courageous and foolhardy Mingwu, one general was incompetent and killed the entire army! I don't want to die with you!"
"I am a Fengren, not a piece of shit Korean!"
These soldiers roared, venting their grievances, and stabbed Mingwu's body with the spears in their hands.
Mingwu's body was covered with spears, and he fell down with difficulty, refusing to rest in peace.
He died, and the soldiers around him became quiet and confused.
The hanging centurion laughed and said,
"Hahahaha, little Mingwu, you didn't expect that you would die in front of me, hahaha."
"What are you waiting for? Cut off Mingwu's head and ask Master Nie for a reward. There will be food there!"
After hearing this, everyone felt like they were waking up from a dream, and immediately stepped forward to cut off Mingwu's head, and they all ran towards the opposite side in a swarm.
The centurion laughed heartily and was very happy. Suddenly, he thought of a serious problem!
"Fuck you, uncle, put me down first! Didn't you see dozens of brothers hanging up? Put us down and run together!
Still not brothers anymore? ! ! "
