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Volume 1 Chapter 48 The Defense of Black Tiger Village (End)

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    Wu Yiping held the knife in both hands and turned a large windmill. The sharp and thick tip of the knife passed through several enemies, and all nearby enemies were wiped out.

    "Instructor! The enemy has organized their farmers in charge of logistics and is approaching our left wing." Wang Tianbao chopped down an enemy and shouted at Wu Yiping.

    Wu Yiping turned around and saw that on the left, the soldiers of the village protection team were cooperating with each other and strangling the enemy. The panicked enemy was completely frightened.

    But through the burning torches on the battlefield, you can see that a little further to the left, some enemies in ragged clothes and holding simple weapons are slowly approaching.

    "Charge forward, charge forward quickly!" An enemy centurion wearing leather armor was waving the steel knife in his hand, urging him all the time: "Your Majesty has your order! Kill an enemy and you will be rewarded with silver.  Twelve"

    The enemy, who was still slow at first, quickly sped up.  He rushed over with greed for money shining in his eyes.

    "In a row! Steel crossbows are ready, follow me." Wu Yiping grabbed the spear thrust by an enemy, stepped forward and kicked the enemy in the chest, sending him flying and knocking down a companion behind him.  , sprinting towards the left.

    For a charge like this to penetrate, it is necessary to maintain a complete formation and a certain speed. Once stopped or the formation is disrupted, it will be catastrophic.

    Seeing that the enemy was about to touch the left wing and disrupt the entire formation, Wu Yiping roared wildly and led a row of soldiers from the village protection team to rush towards the left side frantically.

    "Swish, swish, swish!" The few remaining steel crossbows in a row launched the attack first, and a wave of crossbow arrows flew out. The strong crossbow arrows hit the enemy, and the huge impact caused the enemy to rush forward.  The enemy suddenly fell backward.  The sudden blow caused chaos at the front of the enemy's formation.

    Wu Yiping took the opportunity to take out his pistol and shot three times in the head of the enemy who was wearing leather armor and was constantly preaching.

    "Kill an enemy and get a silver reward" The voice of advocacy stopped abruptly!

    The enemy attacking the left wing this time was originally composed of porters responsible for logistics!  Not a real warrior at all.  After hearing the constant encouragement, I had the courage to pick up simple weapons and go to the battlefield.

    Now a wave of crossbow arrows was placed on the dozens of people in front, and the team leader wearing leather armor next to him was even headshot!  All the courage I finally mustered up was gone.

    "Kill!" Wu Yiping held swords in both hands and led a row of soldiers. He rushed towards the hesitating enemy and swept them in front of him.

    "Oh my God! Run quickly" I don't know which cowardly guy shouted, but this voice took away all their courage. The enemy who was a huge threat to the charge team scattered in all directions just now.  And escape.

    "Boom! Boom!" The drum sound that echoed throughout the battlefield failed to bring them any courage, but instead became their call to escape.  Hou Jinfei's face turned pale while he was playing the drums hard

    "Each platoon is divided into a class and continues the pursuit! The others go back with me."

    If you want to win, you must penetrate the enemy, rush under the light pillar and kill the guy who is beating the drum.

    Wu Yiping led a platoon and quickly turned around. After they returned, the charging team, whose speed was suppressed, sped up again.

    "Kill!" A thundering cry of killing came from the direction of the mountain village gate. At this moment, Liang Yong rushed to the enemy, and led the exhausted defenders to launch a relentless charge towards the enemy.  .

    Hearing the thundering shouts of killing coming from the front, the spirits of the village guard team soldiers who were charging were shocked again.

    "Our comrades are right in front!!"

    "Go!"

    "Fire crossbow continuously! Fire all your crossbow arrows to me."

    The crossbow with a deliberately hidden face was fired again.  The sharp arrows were driven by huge force and pierced into the enemy's body.

    "Kata! Kata!" The repeating crossbow fired non-stop, then was quickly cocked and fired again!  Knowing that there are no more crossbow arrows in the quiver.  A moment later, as the last crossbow arrow flew out, the enemy's finally formed formation collapsed once again.

    "Kill!" The earth-shattering shouts of killing resounded through the sky, suppressing the "Dong! Dong!" drum sound.  Hou Jinfei's face was livid, and he hit the drum head with all his strength.

    Fear spread in the hearts of Hou Jinfei¡¯s subordinates.  They are sharp men who have experienced hundreds of battles. They are used to fighting each other to death. They have faced various enemies and they have never been afraid. However, today they are facing these short-haired enemies.  For the first time, I felt scared.

    The enemy¡¯s wonderful coordination, thatThe powerful crossbow arrows, the red eyes, and the short hair all became the source of their fear.  Comrades around him kept falling, the enemy kept advancing, and fear slowly turned into fear

    Hou Jinfei was still beating the drum and beating hard for a long time, making his forehead covered with beads of sweat;

    "Sir!" One of his guards stumbled over and shouted anxiously: "The enemy's offensive is extremely fierce. The men can hardly withstand it."

    ¡°Dongdong dong!¡± There was a slight fluctuation in the originally rhythmic drum sound.

    "Can't resist it anymore? How can it be possible that it can't be resisted??" Hou Jinfei's body was trembling slightly, veins were pulsing in his temples, and his eyes were about to bleed.

    "It's impossible that I can't resist it! My sons are all sharp-edged warriors who have fought for the rest of their lives. How could they be defeated by the mud-legged farmers? How is it possible?"

    Hou Jinfei, with red eyes, has entered a state of madness: "There must be someone who is greedy for life and afraid of death! He is afraid of fighting."

    After so many years and so many battles, he never thought that he would be so useless.  "No, I want to go into battle myself! I want to kill all these mud-legged people with my own hands."

    With his red eyes, he could already see the enemies not far away. Those mud-legged men and those farmers were constantly slashing and killing his men; the three mud-legged men were cooperating together.  The two people in front defended and parried, while the person in the back held a spear and thrust it out from the gap.

    He saw a man holding a huge machete in both hands. Every time he slashed, he could take away the life of one of his men.

    "Kill!" Hou Jinfei suddenly threw the drumstick in his hand to the ground and grabbed the steel knife stuck on the ground with one hand.

    "Guard Battalion, fight with me!" He raised his arm, pointed the tip of the knife to the sky, roared and rushed out, rushing towards the man holding the knife in both hands.

    That flawless white beam of light also moved after he started charging, closely following his figure.

    The drumsticks were thrown to the ground, and the "dong dong!" sound that had just echoed throughout the mountains and fields disappeared, leaving only the shouts of killing all over the mountains and fields.

    An opponent of a soldier from the village protection team was stunned for a moment when the drums stopped. Just for this slight distraction, he was stabbed to the ground. He covered the wound on his chest that was bleeding continuously, and his eyes were blank.  "What happened to Mr. Hou?"

    More soldiers from Shoufeng City hesitated, and the perseverance in their eyes turned into hesitation.  Many people ignored the enemies in front of them and turned their heads in the direction of the light beam.

    Hou Jinfei was blinded by anger, so he made an irreparable mistake If the drumbeat can continue, they still have hope!  But he threw away the drumstick by mistake.  It was like throwing away his backbone, his hope, and his own life.

    Wu Yiping had long seen Hou Jinfei beating the drum in the middle of the light pillar and behind the stone.  But he has been entangled by the enemy and cannot get close.

    Suddenly, the drum sound stopped, and then he saw the man who had been beating the drum, angrily rushing toward him with a knife.

    "The one next door! It's you bastard" The anger in Wu Yiping's eyes seemed to be spitting out: "I just have some family property, you bring people to rob it!! If I can't kill you today, my name  Just write it backwards.¡±

    The two sides near the light pillar were no longer interested in fighting, and their eyes kept moving along with the light pillar.  They saw Hou Jinfei from Shoufeng City raising his knife above his head and his eyes widened;

    At the same time, a man dragging a huge long knife appeared opposite him, charging at a faster speed.

    The two of them appeared in the light pillar together, and then collided fiercely.

    Hou Jinfei swung the knife suddenly with both hands, as if he wanted to split the person in front of him from the middle

    The short-haired young man who had just broken into the light pillar suddenly changed direction and moved half a meter to the side. Then the long knife he was dragging beside him was pulled by the force of the change of direction, and it struck like a bolt of lightning.  After passing Hou Jinfei's body.

    "Crack!" Hou Jinfei's body was broken into two pieces from his chest, and fell to the ground into two pieces of dead flesh.

    Everyone stared at the center of the light pillar in stunned silence, recalling this earth-shattering blow.

    The protagonist in the pillar of light has been changed, replaced by a short-haired man holding a knife.  I saw him slowly raising the knife in his hand to his head, turning half a circle on the spot, and roared:

    "Surrender without killing!"

    "Bang!" I don't know who dropped the weapon in his hand first "Bang! Bang! Bang!" The sound kept ringing until it became continuous
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