"Wulu lost his gate star. He was so angry that he died of anger and his mother was killed. He married a wife and died too early. Today, his brother loses his life, and he will lose his head in the future!"
Over and over again, the jingle resounded in the valley and echoed endlessly.
Wu Lu's face was full of energy, his eyes were blood red, and his teeth were clenching.
Lure the enemy?
Even if it is a pit, Weng Weng will give it a try today. Three or four thousand elites will face two thousand weaklings. Weng Weng will use your heads to fill the hole you dug.
I can't bear it, I absolutely can't bear it!
"Ah... what a thief, if I don't cut you into pieces today, I swear I won't be a human being!"
A roar was mixed in with the roar and resounded in the crowd, making the group of thieves who were listening to the jingle tremble.
Darling, Qu Shuai was angry. This is true forgiveness.
"Attack, attack with all your strength, leave no chicken or dog behind!"
"Commander Qu, you must not do it. We are marching all night, and it is when the division's veterans are tired. Zhang Sheng obviously wants to anger Commander Qu, and there must be consequences. Commander Qu must not act on his own initiative." Hong Jian listened. When Wuluhe Yongbing arrived, he hurriedly stood up from a group of thieves to stop them.
"Go away, if you dare to stop me again, you will die!" A roar came with saliva spraying everywhere.
After the five deer roared, they jumped off the boulder, took three steps and two steps at a time, and came to a white horse on the side. With a gun in hand, he turned over on the horse and pointed the tip of the gun forward.
"Dong...dong dong dong...dong dong..."
"well……"
Hong Zhuang, whose face was sprayed with saliva, looked at Wulu going away, listened to the drumming, and sighed, with a look of disappointment on his face.
The war drums were the order. The thieves in the Hutuo River knew that the current Qu Shuai was very angry. No one dared to delay. They started one after another, subconsciously moving forward and rushing towards the open door...
"It's moving, Zhang Shuai, the thieves are really moving, what should we do?"
Zeng Niu looked nervous and asked his master. When the enemy attacked, it was the moment when he came out of the valley to attack the enemy. Now, looking at the dark crowd of heads coming towards him, he felt a little at a loss for a moment.
Zhang Sheng listened to the thumping drums and looked at the advancing enemy group, feeling equally excited.
After all, Wulu is not a real person. If you just make up a jingle casually, people will fall for it obediently.
What a fool!
"Uncle Fu, Shitou, Uncle Bao, and Uncle Qiao, please return to your positions quickly, command the young men, and block the opponent's wall-climbing attack." Zhang Sheng first ordered the persons in charge of several regional defenses to return to their positions.
The hundreds of elite soldiers in the valley, including those who had been ambushed before and those who were about to attack now, had been almost exhausted. What was left was more than two hundred young men plus less than a group of new soldiers, and more than sixty soldiers brought by Uncle Fu. As for the archers, as for the remaining hundreds of old and weak, there is basically no hope.
The nearly two-meter-high stone wall is not difficult for enemies to climb and attack.
When he attacked, Zhang Sheng hoped that they could withstand the enemy's wall-climbing attack for the time being, and just buy some time for himself and others to gain a foothold outside. As long as he stood firm, their pressure would be relieved.
After explaining Shitou and the others, Zhang Sheng turned around and looked at the four hundred people hidden on both sides of the door, all with gray silk cloth tied on their arms, and threw a word to Zeng Niu and Uncle Shan who were waiting to attack.
"wait!"
The open door is the focus of the enemy's attack.
Under the influence of psychology, the enemy subconsciously came straight to the village gate.
One thousand meters...
Five hundred meters...
Eighty meters...
Gradually, the running enemy formed a protruding fan shape and rushed towards the fortress wall. Unorganized arrows began to fly in the air and shot towards the defense wall. However, they did not cause damage to the people hiding behind the defense wall. What harm.
Seventy meters...
"Bang the drum!"
Zhang Sheng roared at the drummer beside him.
Boom...dong-dong-dong-dong-dong...
The war drums in Pinggu suddenly sounded, sudden and powerful!
The sound of the drum was the signal. The archer hidden behind the stone wall quickly stood up, dozens of arrows shot out from the string, and a series of screams rang out from the enemy group. The enemy's footsteps were slightly delayed by the screams.
Thirty meters!
The enemy at the front was very close, and the archers had lost their usefulness.
"Attack, Zeng Niudingshan follows up!"
Looking at the enemy in front of him and the guards who were already lined up neatly under him, Zhang Sheng screamed, jumped off the parapet, and took the spear handed over by Zhou Chuang.
Thirty personal guards broke out of the defensive wall and formed a thin team in front of the adults.
"kill!"
Zhang Sheng roared, raised his gun and stepped forward!
"Power, power, power..." Zhou Chuang, Wu Hu, Jiang Meng and other personal guards responded in agreement, and rushed Zhang Sheng out of the village gate with Zhang Sheng in the middle.
Spears versus spears and clubs.
"kill!"
Zhang Shenghu roared, and the spear in his hand was aimed at the enemy in front of him, quickly and powerfully.
"Kill! Kill! Kill!"
Zhou Chuang and others responded in harmony, firing ten shots at the same time, the poisonous snake spat out a message, and the enemies in front screamed and fell down in a row.
The high-pitched shouts of death and a series of screams were startled by the rushing torrent.
The guards took advantage of the situation and stepped forward.
The killing sounds started again!
"kill!"
Zeng Niu saw that Xiaoshuai had taken the important task of taking the lead, and the pressure on his body suddenly decreased. He glanced at the corpse on the ground and a small area of vacation outside the village gate, and shouted the command.
"Power! Power! Power!"
In response to the sound, the ant soldiers came out of the stronghold, lined up on the left and right of the young commander, and spread out.
"kill!"
When Dingshan saw Zhang Sheng rushing out of the village gate, he felt worried and anxious. When Zeng Niu's two ant soldiers came out of the village, he couldn't wait to give orders loudly.
"Power! Power! Power!"
The two hundred old soldiers behind him followed with guns drawn.
Gun to gun, spear to spear!
Amidst the thrusts one after another, Zhang Sheng and his thirty personal guards advanced forward like a sharp arrow in the direction of the broken flag in the enemy group. Zeng Niu and Ding Shan's follow-up seemed to be a warning. This pointed arrow is equipped with two wings.
He kept shouting and shouting to kill, pressing on the enemy group.
Outside the flat valley, in the valley road, blood was scattered everywhere, screams and roars were heard again and again, turning into a mess!
Although the ball is bulging, sharp needles can break it; although the mammoth is big, ants can eat it!
More than 400 people gradually transformed from an arrow to a wild goose formation. The bandits who had just climbed up the defense wall looked at the advancing gunfire and jumped off the stone wall in panic to escape for their lives.
Blood filled his nostrils, his hair and cheeks were sticky and slippery, and the screams around him kept ringing. Zhang Sheng shouted again and again, and thrust out a spear. After a moment of blockage, the tip of the spear rushed forward wildly, and then he retracted the spear. A stream of bright red shot out with the retrieved spear. Zhang Sheng couldn't avoid it, and subconsciously He lowered his head to dodge, but unfortunately, it was too late. The redness in front of his eyes was as warm as water, as if falling and flowing. Zhang Sheng wiped it with his hand and opened his eyes. There were countless feet, toes facing toes, one toe forward and the other's toe backward. The forward toes are firm and the backward toes are panicked.
"kill!"
Staring at a pair of silk pointed-toe soap boots that kept retreating among the straw sandals and broken hemp shoes, Zhang Sheng suddenly raised his head, screamed, and stabbed with his spear.
Ah...wow...
A wailing sound sounded in front of him, the spear fell to the ground, his body was like a bow shrimp, and his dark face was filled with endless pain. He was led forward by the recovered spear, and the two sides intersected, and he fell to the ground.
"Kill! Kill! Kill!"
Zhou Chuang and the others roared and stepped forward as they stepped on the twitching corpse, but Zhang Sheng stopped in order to avoid that face.
Recalling the face that flashed across his eyes just now, Zhang Sheng suddenly felt astringent in his heart.
He is also a sufferer!
Damn the era, damn the nobles, damn the noble families, damn the powerful families!
Because of their arrogance and endless squandering, the world was in a state of disbelief. They were forced to pick up spears, swords and arrows, and began to fight for their lives just for a bite of food, and began to fight with swords.
Countless Guizhou chiefs were killed by Cangtou's spears, and countless dirty faces were killed by unkempt arrows. Rags and rags filled the ditches and ravines, and rags and rags blocked rivers. Corpses littered the fields and withered bones littered the sky.
And what about the nobles, aristocratic families, powerful families, and wealthy people who are the chief culprits who shout about loyalty to the emperor, patriotism, benevolence, etiquette, etiquette, and wisdom?
From a Han minister to a Tang Xun, from a Song Zhong to a Qing noble, he has many descendants, a prosperous family, power over the government and the public, and a crown over the world.
Those who applied loess to their faces picked up spears and knives just to have enough food and clothing for a day, but ended up dead and their withered bones turned into loess.
Those who open their mouths about benevolence and righteousness but shut up about morals, are arrogant and extravagant, and live in wine and meat, but they plan to steal power and enrich the country, and their names will remain in history.
sorrow! sorrow! sorrow!
