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Volume One: The Border Town of the Empire Chapter 766: Born This Way

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    Chapter 766 Born This Way Unlike Qingyuan City, the Black Flag Army encountered extremely stubborn resistance in Fengping.  There was no fierce street fighting after the invasion of Qingyuan, but fighting was going on in every street in Fengping, and the fighting was as brutal as ever.  Although the number of Fengping defenders was seriously insufficient, they did not choose to give up in the face of the enemy's attack.  Han Fu, Yu Mingli and others led their men and horses to fight back and forth with the Black Flag Army street by street. Almost every street was covered with corpses.  When Fang Jie entered the city, the Black Flag Army had advanced less than one-third of the way into the city.  "Lord, the Fengping defenders are very tenacious. Our people couldn't even successfully occupy any street!" Chen Dingnan came back covered in blood to report, panting. He didn't know how many people's blood had been stained on his hands.  How many Black Flag Army soldiers died here.  "Except for continuing to attack important places, you should ignore the enemies guarding the streets. Organize troops to take down the city lord's palace, granary, and treasury. I will let others attack other places." Chen Dingnan took the order and turned around.  Ran back.  "Qilin, Nie Xiaoju!" "Here!" Fang Jie ordered: "Take my soldiers and people from the Jingbu battalion, one hundred people per team, to seize from me the streets occupied by the Fengping defenders.  The people from Jingbu Camp are still good at this kind of street fighting. I have trained them personally for several years and it is time for them to come in handy. What I want to see before dark is that the entire Fengping has been cleared.  People are not qualified to receive military pay that is twice as high as others! The same goes for my soldiers!" "Here!" Qilin and Nie Xiaoju responded and rushed out with the soldiers and soldiers.  "Where is the Knight Riding School!" Chen Xiaoru, who had just returned from Peicheng with the army, immediately ran over: "My subordinates are here!" "The people who led you have sealed the doors of all the big officials. Anyone who resists will be shot to death, and the masters in the city will be cleaned up.  If you encounter something difficult to deal with, please ask Dao Zun to bring someone to help!" "Here!" Chen Xiaoru took the order and left.  Fang Jie continued to walk forward with a group of people, and all he heard in his ears were shouts of killing.  The whole city is filled with the strong smell of blood, which irritates people's noses and stimulates people's bestiality.  Killings were happening everywhere, and the Black Flag Army soldiers, angered by the tenacity of the defenders, pressed forward like beasts, with blood on every step.  Qilin led the pro-military camp, and Nie Xiaoju led the fine-stepping battalion to clear out the defenders on the street.  The number of these two groups is not large. Fang Jie's personal camp only has more than a thousand people, while the fine infantry camp only has 1,500 people. However, these soldiers are carefully selected one by one and trained by Fang Jie himself.  for several years.  In fact, this is a true special operations force.  On a street, a hundred households from a Jingbu battalion appeared at the intersection with a hundred elite soldiers. Every other section of the street was blocked by the defenders with tables, chairs and sundries, forming barriers one after another.  The defenders with resolute faces stood behind the barrier, holding the weapons in their hands tightly.  "We wear better clothes than ordinary soldiers and take more than ordinary soldiers. Why?" Hundreds of households named Nalan Dingdong were born in Bei Liao. Nalan is the largest surname in Bei Liao after Wanyan.  Many of the important ministers under the powerful Han Wan Yanyong were from the Nalan family and had a high status in Northern Liao.  Nalan Dingdong was once a warrior under Wanyan Zhongde. He was seriously injured while fighting with Fang Jie in the northwest, so he missed returning to Northern Liao with Wanyan Zhongde.  After he recovered from his injury, he stayed and worked in the supply camp.  It took several years of recovery before his body became strong again, and then he went to the Jingbu camp to sign up. Nie Xiaoju stayed after seeing his ability.  The hundred households in the Jingbu camp are not appointed, but there is a competition every six months, and the winner replaces the previous hundred households.  If the ruling 100 households win three times in a row, they will be promoted to 1000 households.  Nalan Dingdong was lucky. Not long after he joined the Jingbu Camp, he caught up with the martial arts competition in the camp. He easily won both the military strategy and martial arts competitions, and was promoted to a hundred households by Nie Xiaoju.  In order to better adapt to life among the Han people, Nalan Dingdong cut off his big braids and kept his hair style the same as the Han people. However, his eyes and face shape can still tell that he is of different origins from the Han people.  Nalan Dingdong, who is almost thirty years old, has a beard and a magnificent figure. Although he is not as domineering and perverted as Nie Xiaoju and Qilin, he has a shocking explosive power.  When fighting, he still maintained the habit of the Northern Liao people. When the battle was about to start, he would take off his clothes, bare his arms and charge forward with a knife.  He asked, and the soldiers behind him answered in unison: "Because we are strong!"   "Yes" Nalan Dingdong said loudly: "Because you are strong, you get more from others! But now no one knows that you are strong, only you yourself know! Who will tell me, what does it mean to tell others that you are strong?  The simplest way!" Someone replied: "Kill all the enemies!" "Go!" Nalan Dingdong pointed the sword that was more than one and a half meters forward: "Let everyone know,  Why did the people from the Jingbu Battalion get more than others!" One hundred Jingbu Battalion soldiers, divided into teams of five, rushed into the street alternately.  The defenders behind the first barrier immediately released arrows, and the men of the Jingbu Battalion used the terrain and flexible skills to approach the enemy at an astonishing speed.  Each of them moves like a cheetah, not slowing down due to terrain or enemy obstruction.  Jumping, flipping, dodging, all actions are completed while rushing forward at high speed. If someone can record this scene, they will still be deeply shocked when watching it again.  The expressions of the defenders began to change. Each of the seventy or eighty soldiers behind the first barrier sent out at least two feather arrows, but no one was hurt at all!  And those beasts exuding murderous intent are already approaching.  ¡­¡­ ¡­¡­ Nalan Dingdong put the sword aside and began to rush forward. He rolled sideways to avoid an oncoming arrow, and clasped his hands on the wall, as if he was clasping a sword.  The cheetah, which had hit the tree trunk, kicked off its feet fiercely, and rushed forward four or five meters like a cannonball.  After landing, he dodged the second feather arrow while rolling, and then ran forward with his waist bent.  He put his hands on a table for a while and then moved his body over. He swung forward in mid-air and wrapped his legs around the neck of a defender. With the help of inertia, he twisted his body, and then there was a wave of noise coming from the soldier's neck.  There were a few clicking noises.  The reason why he gave up the sword was that it was too long and affected his movements, but this did not mean that he did not have a sharp weapon for killing people. He took out a dagger from the leather bags on both sides of his waist, held the knives in both hands, and turned around to attack.  In the crowd of defenders.  A defender soldier slashed at him with a knife. When he raised the knife, the dagger in Nalan Dingdong's left hand had already pierced his armpit. Then he pushed the defender soldier back three steps. During the three steps, the dagger in his right hand was stabbed in his armpit.  The garrison soldier was stabbed in the heart at least six or seven times.  It¡¯s so fast that your eyes can hardly keep up.  The second defender swiped his sword from behind. Nalan Dingdong lowered his head and dodged as if he had seen it. The knife struck directly on the face of the dead defender in front, cutting off half of his head.  Nalan Dingdong half-crouched and turned around. During the rotation, the daggers in both hands were slashed back and forth on the belly of the second defender. In an instant, blood and internal organs rushed out, and a sticky piece of meat hung on the soldier's belly.  Big group.  The next second, his dagger slashed across the defender's neck, and a line of blood was carried up into the air.  In the next second, the dagger in his left hand penetrated the throat of a defender, and the dagger in his right hand penetrated the eye socket of another man.  He was like a top, spinning back and forth in the crowd, but the defenders couldn't touch him at all.  In just two minutes, at least seven or eight defenders were knocked down by his dagger.  In other places, the soldiers of the Jingbu Battalion were also performing such massacres.  The first barrier was quickly breached, and the seventy or eighty defenders failed to fight life-for-life like Paoze who died in the battle.  Most of them were knocked down without even seeing the appearance of their opponents, and never had a chance to stand up again.  The soldiers of the Jingbu battalion were too fast, whether they were running or killing, they were equally fast.  They know how to kill people well and can flexibly avoid enemy attacks.  Faced with such an opponent, the defenders had no choice.  Without losing a single person, the two groups of Jingbu battalions killed seventy or eighty defenders.  On average, each person kills seven or eight people, and it takes no more than three minutes.  "Fire arrows!" Some defenders climbed up to the roof and started firing arrows at the soldiers of the Jingbu Battalion, but the men of the Jingbu Battalion used the eaves of the streets on both sides to avoid all the arrows.  A soldier from the Jingbu Battalion squatted down and built a bridge with his hands. Another soldier raised his feet and stepped on his hand bridge. The soldier below lifted up hard, and the second soldier floated onto the roof.  He was like a wolf that jumped into a flock of sheep. Facing those archers who were extremely weak in defense and close combat, he brought his killing skills to the extreme.  Each blow of the dagger in his hand could send an enemy into the underworld, and six or seven archers on the roof were cleared in an instant.  The eyes of the defenders behind the second barrier were full of fear and shock. Before, they used tenacious defense toThe Black Flag Army paid a heavy price, but later the Black Flag Army's infantry withdrew, and the people who replaced them were all so perverted.  This fighting method was so weird that he felt like he couldn't trace the enemy's trajectory at all.  Because, those people have no trace at all.  In his shocked eyes, the enemy holding two daggers fell from the roof like a big eagle with fluttering wings. Don't turn around and slash out with a knife, which was actually carrying a faint sword aura, but he turned around too fast.  If you wait too long, being approached by Nalan Dingdong is equivalent to being sentenced to death.  What's more, he was approached from behind by Nalan Dingdong.  You must know that when Fang Jie's own cultivation is insufficient, what he is best at is close combat.  Facing a strong enemy, he can only stand a chance of winning if he gets close.  Fang Jie's experience has caused that almost every fight he has is a fight to the death, either the enemy dies or he dies, so Fang Jie has extremely rich experience in close combat.  These perverts from the Jingbu camp inherited a wealth of close-quarters killing skills from Fang Jie.  Nalan Dingdong's two daggers stabbed hard into the defender's back and got stuck on the shoulder blades. As soon as the daggers were pressed against the bones, the soldiers' arms instantly lost their strength.  Then a dagger was drawn out and stabbed horizontally into his neck, with the tip coming out from the other side of his neck.  In less than half an hour, hundreds of defenders on this street were cleared away, and the most incredible thing is that the Jingbu Battalion did not lose a single person.  ¡­ ¡­ ¡­ ¡­ ¡­ There is another battlefield in the battlefield. There is no bloody killing and no fierce fighting.  Few people even know the existence of this battlefield, because this kind of battle starts quickly and ends faster.  When Xiang Qingniu led his men to clear out those people with good cultivation in the city, the soldiers of the Black Flag Army were still fighting.  He jumped up to a tall building and sat on the roof looking over at the City Lord's Mansion. That was the final battlefield.  The remaining defenders, led by Han Fu and others, retreated to the city lord's mansion, and their number no longer exceeded seven or eight hundred.  An old Taoist stood beside him and asked in a low voice: "Headmaster, can this revive our view of unity?" "Not necessarily." Xiang Qingniu shook his head: "But what can be guaranteed is that in the future, we will be clear.  Leshan Yiqi Guan will always exist." "Headmaster seems to value General Fang very much." "He?" Xiang Qingniu said with emotion after being silent for a while: "He is born to adapt to troubled times, or he is born because of these troubled times.  Appear."
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