Tens of thousands, it seems easy to say. When you really face tens of thousands of people rushing towards you with crazy shouts, you will know what the feeling of powerlessness is. The feeling of oppression created by tens of thousands of people was as strong as the ocean tide, which made people breathless. This feeling is rare, quite rare, but it makes people not want to face it a second time.
Bai Bing reined in the horse's head, huffing and puffing. The woman breathed out hot white air in a pleasant gasp. The white armor on her body had been rendered murderous by more than one person's blood. The sound of horse hooves stopped suddenly, and heavier breathing came from Bai Bing's sides and behind. This extreme charge almost exhausted everyone's physical strength, and they tried to recover as soon as possible by inhaling the cold air. []
Bai Bing hesitated for a moment, then his eyes became firm. He took a deep breath, flicked the saber in his hand, dropped a string of blood beads, and shouted loudly: "Brothers, there is no way to retreat! Kill!"
Yes, except for the more than a thousand people like himself, behind him and in front of Zhuo Bufan on the hillside, there was no longer any barrier. The soldiers of the first battalion straightened their waists, and some of them stood up on the stirrups. Immediately, the restless horses were skillfully controlled and reorganized into a cavalry assault formation. In front of them, the enemy had already rushed within two hundred steps.
¡°Everything~~~¡±, suddenly, there was a rapid and crisp sound of artillery being fired from behind, and a roar above the head, directly passed the first battalion and ran towards Zhang Xianzhong¡¯s troops who quickly rushed in front and saw the dawn of victory.
In an instant, a row of explosive points exploded accurately at the enemy's front line. Before the thick smoke enveloped them, a battalion of soldiers could even clearly see the enemy soldiers torn apart by explosions and shrapnel with the help of moonlight and the flash of explosions. The sight, the fragile human body is so fragile under the powerful bomb.
The original positions of the 2nd and 3rd Battalions in the north and south also erupted with flashes of light. The sound of artillery being ejected and unloaded was buried in the explosion. A total of fifty Shenlong Cannons in the three positions roared again.
The bombardment was obviously carefully designed. The ten guns in the middle always nailed a horizontal line of explosive points, forming a line of fire more than a hundred steps long two hundred steps in front of the first battalion. As long as the attacking soldiers of Zhang Xianzhong's troops entered this line of fire, they would be torn apart and knocked down by countless flying shrapnel without any suspense. The 2nd and 3rd Battalions turned around and saw the artillery finally firing. They quickly changed their strategy and slowly opened the distance between them, blocking Chaoxian County and their respective positions.
There were twenty artillery pieces in the north and south positions, and they directly used progressive and extended rapid fire, from east to west, blasting like hailstones and plowing through the enemy's brigade.
In front of the first battalion, the artillery fire that blocked the firing created a wall of fire. There were about a thousand soldiers of Zhang Xianzhong who were cut off by the artillery fire in front of the first battalion. Behind them, there was a landslide and the ground cracked, causing them who were shouting and attacking like crazy to stop. When I looked back, my feet suddenly felt weak. Countless limbs, severed bodies, intestines, skin, and flesh spattered out, and some people's legs weakened and they collapsed on the ground.
The limp soldiers turned around and saw the thousand divine dragon riders arrayed neatly in front of them. When they saw the sabers standing neatly in their hands, they no longer had any fighting spirit. As soon as he threw away the weapon in his hand, he simply knelt on the ground, held his head and raised his hands, shouting for mercy.
On the top of the city, Zhang Xianzhong had a clear view from his high position. He saw the cannonballs with eyes that swept through tens of thousands of his troops very quickly. The originally dense and high-spirited battle formation became sparse, and the surviving soldiers all lay on the ground. On the ground, some people screamed in fear and clawed at the soil with their hands, trying to find a hiding place in the hard winter ground. Some smart ones had already hid in the craters and were never willing to come out. Occasionally, you can see soldiers standing stunned. They were beaten by explosions and air waves, with blood on their ears, like walking zombies.
Under this round of rapid bombardment, Zhang Xianzhong's troops suffered heavy casualties, but there were still most of the troops left, but they had no fighting spirit at all. It is no longer possible to talk about attacking the middle road and heading towards Huanglong. At this time, seeing that Zhang Xianzhong's troops were completely suppressed, the Shenlong Army's artillery stopped firing again, but no one doubted that the soul-seeking shells would fall on their heads again at any time.
Zhang Xianzhong went crazy and started shouting: "Come! Get the hell up, come on, kill them! Kill them all! Kill!!"
However, no one responded. The captain of the personal guard, a bearded man who had been fighting with Zhang Xianzhong for nearly twenty years and had saved his life many times, stepped forward and whispered: "Your Majesty, the situation is over. Let's go and leave the green hills behind." , I will make a comeback." At this time, a guard with a similar build to Zhang Xianzhong began to take off his military uniform. This was not the first time this happened.
Zhang Xianzhong's eyes were blood red, and he shook for a while. The waist knife in his hand suddenly turned up without any warning, and he slashed the guard captain to the ground. Without even looking at it, he rushed to the battlements, grabbed the torch, and shouted crazily: " Those who dare to take half a step back,kill! ", pressing the torch in his hand against the fire door of a cannon.
"Boom~", a cloud of white smoke suddenly bloomed from the top of the city. The shell rushed out of the barrel, flew forward, and fell directly into a group of our own soldiers hiding in the crater. There was a scream, and the solid shells directly beat several people into pieces, and their limbs flew everywhere. For a moment, all the soldiers were stunned and looked back at the east gate tower, where the commander of the Eight Great Kings Zhang Xianzhong was.
"Hahahaha~" Zhang Xianzhong's laughter was clearly audible. The Shenlong Army's artillery bombardment paused, Zhang Xianzhong's troops also stopped attacking, and a strange silence suddenly appeared on the battlefield.
Zhang Xianzhong kicked away the stunned soldiers next to him, and ignited another iron-wood cannon. The fine projectiles flew like a swarm, and there was another scream and wailing under the city.
The fire in the city was burning even more fiercely, and there were still tens of thousands of soldiers and horses who had not left the city. They were hiding inside the city wall, avoiding the scorching heat and the cannonballs that would fly to their heads. Against the backdrop of crackling fire and howling hot wind, the soldiers in the city could also hear Zhang Xianzhong's crazy laughter.
"Kill, kill! Die, all die! This is my kingdom, stay with me! No one is allowed to leave!" There was a loud noise and another shelling.
Suddenly, a firework soared from the east hillside and slowly fell towards the city gate. The three positions of the Shenlong Army rose and flashed almost at the same time.
The soldiers of Zhang Xianzhong's army below the city shouted in despair, clutching their heads and wishing they could crawl into the ground. Shells roared overhead.
The east gate city gate building suddenly turned into an extremely huge devil flower. Amidst the huge explosion, the smoke gathered into a huge flower and steamed up into the sky.
It was just a volley, and the Shenlong Cannon stopped roaring again. The first battalion of the Shenlong Army had returned to the front of the formation, picked up the still steaming Shenlong Cannon, and lined up.
Zhang Xianzhong's crazy laughter disappeared when the devil flower bloomed. Tens of thousands of soldiers under the city turned around and looked at the spectacle of war they had never seen before in silence. In his eyes, the broken pieces of gravel, sawdust, and broken limbs that were flying down were silent. Amidst the billowing smoke under the moonlight, he felt a sudden sense of relief in his heart.
¡°Woooooooo~~¡±, a horn horn sounded suddenly, a dull sound coming from the far north. Immediately, under the clear moonlight, a black shadow appeared in the northern sky, pressing over slowly but continuously. There was another sound of horns, and a group of soldiers and horses also appeared from the south. They also slowly pressed forward. I don't know how many people there were. Suddenly, Zhang Xianzhong's remaining troops panicked.
On the east slope, Zhuo Bufan smiled: "You're here just in time." At the same time, Zhuo Bufan looked at the battalion not far away in front of him. They had completed their formation. Their bodies were covered in blood and their armor was broken, but they were still in high spirits. Full of energy. Suddenly, the towering white ice in front of the battalion shook and fell off its horse.
Zhuo Bufan shouted and galloped away on horseback. The guards behind him were shocked when they saw the coach rushing down the hillside, and then ran over.
Before he could rush forward, Zhuo Bufan pulled the horse's head, and the horse rose up. He jumped off the horse and rushed to Bai Bing's side. At this time, the first battalion commander Zhang Sien and several soldiers had also jumped off their horses and helped Bai Bing up. Zhuo Bufan pushed everyone away and held Bai Bing in his arms.
Bai Bing's face was pale, his brows were furrowed, and his expression was extremely painful. Zhuo Bufan's hand holding Bai Bing's armpit felt very wet. When he raised his hand, he saw it was full of blood.
"Tearing open the light armor, I saw a blade cutting open the inner clothes. Blood was seeping out from the underarms, ribs and upper arms. I don't know if it was caused by a spear or a short blade. Zhuo Bufan breathed a sigh of relief. The wound was scary but not serious. He obviously fainted due to excessive blood loss.
A Shenlong Army soldier next to him had already taken out his triangular bag. Zhuo Bufan snatched it, tore it open and took out the long roll of bandage, but was stunned for a moment. Everyone also looked at each other. If he wanted to stop the bleeding, he had to tear open his clothes and tie them around his chest. However, Bai Bing is a woman, and the only woman in the combat force. Everyone is not extraordinary. In their hearts, the concept of women's chastity and chastity is still quite stubborn.
Zhuo Bufan was just stunned, then he took the short blade without hesitation, cut off the light armor and tied the rope, then freed his hand and grabbed Bai Bing's undershirt. Zhang Sien and the soldiers beside him quickly turned their heads.
Just as he was about to exert force, his hand tightened, possibly touching Bai Bing's wound. Bai Bing woke up from the pain and grabbed Zhuo Bufan's hand. At this time, Bai Bing was speechless, and the blood dripping from his hands dyed Zhuo Bufan's wrists red. Bai Bing looked at Zhuo Bufan steadily, but loosened his hand little by little, and nodded lightly.
No longer hesitating, he used both hands to tear open Bai Bing's undershirt all the way to his belly. Bai Bing snorted and fainted again. Zhuo Bufan looked down and cursed lightly. His white chest, which was mostly exposed, was actually tightly wrapped with a soft cloth. shook his head,Zhuo Bufan could only try to pick up the bra and cut it open with a short blade. Fortunately, although the binding was tight, Bai Bing was really proud of her. He only had to press his hand tightly into the depression and reach in from bottom to top to achieve his goal. But in this way, everything that shouldn't be touched is touched.
Perhaps it was because women are extremely sensitive. Bai Bing woke up again, just in time to relax his chest and breathe freely. Then, he clearly felt the big hand on his chest, the fiery hand that was clumsily wrapping the bandage. big hand. Even Bai Bing couldn't face Zhuo Bufan at this time, so he closed his eyes tightly and let him do whatever he wanted. I was so shy that I wanted to pass out again, but I couldn't. The more shy I was, the clearer I felt. The more shy I was, the more my heart moved.
Zhuo Bufan was sweating profusely at this time. He didn't care about your shyness. The more anxious he became, the clumsier his hands became. He sprinkled the powder on the bandage and finally wrapped it around the bandage. However, his hand slipped and the cloth head disappeared without a trace.
"Fuck~", he cursed secretly, Zhuo Bufan could only fumble to find the cloth head, pressed Aoting with his hand, lowered his head and bit the cloth head, tightened the bandage with his other hand, and finally completed the bandage.
The chest that was breathing rapidly had several twists and turns of bandages, and the white, delicate breasts that were squeezed to the side were covered with the scratches of someone's bloody hands.