The soldiers and horses are immobile, the snowy night is frosty!
Under the silence, blood surges!
More than a thousand pairs of eyes stared at the east gate like tigers and wolves. Snowflakes began to float in the sky again, falling on the armor and forming a thin layer of ice crystals.
"There's a fire."
A fire lit up in the west of Majiazhuang, which was particularly bright in the dark night. After a while, the fire became so bright that it dyed half of the sky red.
"The entire army is obeying orders and getting ready for battle!"
Jiang Yuntian gave the order loudly.
The soldiers shook off the frost on their armor, exhaled and rubbed their palms together, like unstrung arrows, eager to charge.
As expected, the guards at the east gate began to move toward the city, and their defensive strength had been weakened.
Song Che stared at the east gate intently, and when it opened, he shouted:
"fire star!"
"Whoosh!"
An arrow pierces the clouds, and thousands of troops come to meet you!
After receiving the attack signal, Xu Chong and Huang Xiong, together with 500 soldiers disguised as Japanese pirates, jumped up from the snow:
"Kill!"
Hot blood instantly injected into the spine, dispelling the coldness all over the body, and the five hundred soldiers rushed towards the east gate.
"Quick! Blow the horn! There are Japanese pirates attacking at night!"
Zhuangke was frightened by the sudden attack and was in panic. He wanted to blow the horn to ask for help. Ning Yehong and Chu Shike led more than 20 ANBU assassins, took out swords from under the cart and fought all the way to the city wall.
The door was opened without any obstruction, and five hundred soldiers rushed into Majia Village to fight against the hurried dealers.
Seeing that the time had come, Song Che put away his telescope and made an offensive gesture with Jiang Yuntian.
Jiang Yuntian rode out and swore loudly: "Brothers from Taizhou, tonight is the day to make great achievements. Follow me into Majiazhuang, kill the traitors, and restore peace to the world!"
"Come on!"
Led by the cavalry, the infantry charged.
Flying thousands of feet on the snow, the killing sound is like thunder!
When Song Che wandered to the east gate, Majiazhuang was already in bloom, fires were spreading one after another, screams were coming one after another, blood and smoke were half and half...
Ning Yehong and a group of soldiers and horses blocked the city gate, and killed each person who rushed out. In the blink of an eye, the bodies under the wall were piled up like a mountain.
Sudden!
A roar like a roar came from the village:
"Everyone get out of here!"
I saw a big red-faced man holding two axes, leading thirty-four bankers to run and chop at the same time. With unstoppable courage, he rushed towards the gate.
There are so many bankers in the Ma family, and there are always a few who can beat them.
"Song Che, please move away quickly. This person is Ma Tai, the second son of Ma Taigong. His martial arts is very high, so as not to accidentally hurt you!" Ning Yehong did not forget to remind him.
The red-faced man was chopping people like vegetables with his axe. He had killed and wounded no less than thirty people along the way.
Song Che had no choice but to step back some distance.
Ning Yehong and Chu Shike led the ANBU killers and rushed forward to fight with the red-faced man.
The masters exchanged blows, and ordinary soldiers could not intervene at all, so they had to surround the two sides in the center, as if it had become a caged beast fight.
Song Che was also watching anxiously from behind. It was obvious that the martial arts of Ning Yehong and Chu Shike were inferior to Ma Tai. Even if they worked together, they could not completely restrain Ma Tai. She was almost injured several times.
Song Che's musket was already loaded, but the master's body shape and moves changed too quickly, making it impossible to aim.
The battle lasted only a moment, and the Anbu's casualties increased obviously, but the Majia Zhuangke became more and more courageous as they fought. Ning Yehong and Chu Shike were forced to retreat continuously, and they were almost unable to fight back.
No one except Jiang Yuntian can deal with a "monster" like Ma Tai, but at present, Majia Village is in chaos. It is no longer clear who is who and who is where.
"Hong'er, be careful!"
An ax struck at Ning Yehong, but Ning Yehong couldn't avoid it. Chu Shike pushed her away violently, and tried to block her with his sword. Unexpectedly, the big ax cut off the sword like a mountain, and Chu Shike bent down. He wanted to hide, but the ax blade was still one step ahead of him and struck him on the shoulder.
Chu Shike grabbed the big ax with both hands and tried to push Ma Tai away, but the tearing pain in his shoulder made it impossible for him to exert any force. He saw the ax blade going straight to his throat——
"Bang!"
A gunshot hit the ax handle. Ma Tai couldn't help shaking his hands and losing his strength. Chu Shike seized the opportunity and used force to drive the ax away from his shoulder.
Ning Yehong flew up and forced Ma Tai and his axes back more than ten steps, and quickly pulled Chu Shike back. The soldiers quickly filled the gap and used their spears to pierce Ma Tai and other villagers.
"Ahhhh..."
Ma Tai roared up to the sky, his eyes bloodshot with hatred: "I want to eat your flesh! Drink your blood! Chew your bones -"
"Bang!"
There was another gunshot, still almost accurate, and the bullet whizzed past Mattai's ear.
"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"
Song Che fired four more shots to clear the magazine. Unexpectedly, Ma Tai used his two axes as shields to protect his head and chest, stopping all the bullets.
"You are a despicable person hiding behind your back with a hidden weapon, you will die!"
Ma Tai seemed to pour all his hatred into his axe, roaring and throwing his hand out, faster than a flying arrow!
Song Che stared at the flying ax and didn't know how to dodge it for a moment.
"Song Che, be careful!"
Ning Yehong ran towards Song Che desperately, but her speed was far inferior to that of a flying axe. Just when the ax was about to approach Song Che——
"Whoosh!"
A flying sword rushed out of the sea of fire, and intercepted the flying ax in the air among the lightning and flint.
Song Che could clearly hear the sound of the ax flying over his head. He trembled and wiped his head, only grabbing a handful of broken hair. Oh my God……
"Idiot, I told you to back away!"
Ning Yehong quickly pulled Song Che off his horse and hid behind the soldiers.
"Who stopped me from flying my axe!" Ma Tai looked around and shouted.
Amid the blazing fire, Jiang Yuntian rode out on horseback, holding five bloody human heads in his hand. He threw the heads one by one at Ma Tai:
"This one belongs to your father."
"This one belongs to your third brother."
"This one belongs to your uncle."
"This... I don't know whose it belongs to."
"I don't know who this one belongs to. All in all, almost everyone in your Ma family is dead, except you."
Ma Tai looked at the head that fell at his feet and burst into tears. He roared heartbreakingly, "I'm going to make you pay for your life! Ahhhh..." He shouted and rushed towards Jiang Yuntian.
"General Jiang takes the sword!"
Ning Yehong threw out her sword.
Jiang Yuntian took the sword and slashed with the momentum, and a sword energy flew away from the ground.
Ma Tai hit the ground with an axe, like a huge stone falling from a high altitude, the ground seemed to tremble.
Jiang Yuntian frowned, knowing that he had met an opponent. He stepped on horseback to use his strength and flew towards Ma Tai.
Ma Tai swung his ax in a round shape, clashed head-on with his sword, and took three steps back, but Jiang Yuntian was forced back on his horse.
Ma Tai took advantage of the momentum to pursue and disembowelled the horse with a single axe. Jiang Yuntian dismounted and retreated, using his sword and flower to defend.
"Bang bang bang bang..."
The weapons are handed over, the dust is flying, and the eyes are dazzled!
After fighting for more than ten more moves, Jiang Yuntian kicked Ma Tai away, retreated to the city gate, and threw the sword in his hand back to Ning Yehong:
"Your sword is so weak that it can't kill anyone at all."
Ning Yehong looked at the sword in her hand that had been chopped into pieces, and a trace of distress flashed in her eyes, "It has been with me for ten years..."
Song Che smiled and said, "I'll find someone to give you a pure gold one later."
Jiang Yuntian turned back to the city gate, pulled out his sword, and suddenly became more powerful. He rejoined the battlefield and shouted:
"Everyone get out of here! I want to kill this thief with my own hands!"
