The Qianliu Mountain seen by the people at the foot of the mountain was golden yellow dyed by the sunset that was about to set, while the people on the mountain saw dazzling redness. When the sun shone, it became even more red. The smell of blood drifted with the river wind, covering the entire mountain. Many people wet the water with cloth towels and covered their faces. That smell was not very comfortable.

The recruits had passed the appropriate period, and the biggest reaction came from the battle they wiped out Bao Bufan in Lanling County. When the war was basically done, when the recruits were ordered to open their eyes by the veterans, they saw the scene like this. In addition to blood on the ground, chaotic body parts and various strange death phenomena that filled their eyes. Many recruits vomited, their feet became weak, and they were slapped on the ground for a long time before they were awakened by the veterans with slaps or punches.

The first time in life is always the most difficult. When they encounter the same situation again, although they still have reactions, they are not that strong. This time, the veterans no longer allow these recruits to close their eyes.

After fighting for most of the day, the cannon fodders of the Shuntian Army had already been killed and injured before they could touch the edge of the Taiping Army's position. The attack surface seemed to be full of mechanisms, and there seemed to be endless shooting of crossbows and arrows on the mountain. When they filled a certain area to a certain density, they were greeted with fierce and dense rain of arrows.

Rong Shanyou, who was responsible for commanding the attack, had to admit painfully that the quality gap between the soldiers on both sides was too big. When both sides fired long-range weapons, the gap was so obvious.

The same pedal crossbow is also a weapon with poor accuracy. There are more mathematical principles at the foot of the mountain, but it is completely incomparable in terms of shooting effect. If the opponent launches ten times, half of the chance of shooting onto the position of the Shuntian Army, destroying some of the Shuntian Army's pedal crossbows and catapults. However, if the ten times of the mountain shoot at the foot of the mountain, Rong Shanyou will be very happy to have one shot.

The same weapon and different people control it, the effects are very different. Especially for people like the foot-pedal crossbow who need rich launch experience, this gap is highlighted more clearly.

Now Rong Shanyou also believes that the army on the mountain is really a regular army of Qi people. It is not surprising that a bandit team has such weapons, but it is strange that it has such a skilled shooter.

Fortunately, the cover shooting effect of the catapult car is good. Regardless of whether it hits people or not, at least it will cover the opponent's position.

Rong Shanyou saw that the water of Lai River not far from him had changed from its previous clearness to its current redness. The bright red formed a striking streamer in the river. Sometimes it drifted away with the river water, and sometimes it was gently pushed back by the waves, hitting the river bank, dyeing the sand and soil on the bank red.

With drums, another group of attackers set off. From the start of the battle to the present, Rong Shan friends estimated that they had lost more than two thousand people under this small Qianliu Peak. This death rate was too terrifying. If he was the leader of the country, he would have ordered the withdrawal of troops.

The loss was so great, but he didn't even touch the edge of the enemy's position. Looking at the dense rain of arrows on the mountain and endless defensive methods, Rong Shanyou had reason to believe that the opponent was fully prepared for this attack by the Shuntian Army, or in other words, they were waiting for the Shuntian Army to come and use their indestructible defense to make the Shuntian Army shed all their blood.

They must have many powerful means to not take out, because the elite of the Shuntian Army has not yet been dispatched, so it is impossible for the enemies on the mountain to be unable to see it.

Shuntian Army still has aces, but the opponent must have a trump card that has not been opened.

The sound of war drums suddenly sounded on the mountain. Rong Shanyou was slightly shocked and looked up. There was an extra human wall on the mountain, which was only ten minutes away from their offensive team. Finally, it touched the opponent's front line of defense? This made Rong Shanyou a little excited. As long as he entered the melee mode, the opponent was too strong, and slowly grinding away the opponent's troops was what the Shuntian Army wanted to do the most.

All the big swords were raised, and even on the Qingyu mountain road, they basically maintained a straight line. The big swords were swung, fell, and flesh and blood flew everywhere.

Rong Shanyou's pupils contracted and his heart suddenly beat. Before he could have a second thought, the black lines on the mountain had rolled down, and every time it was a simple swing of the knife. For them, it seemed that there would always be only one action, that is:

Cut! Cut! Cut! Cut!

The young and strong people who had just experienced a real war for the first time today had already been destroyed by the flesh and blood on the ground. No matter who saw that the road ahead was covered with corpses, there were many acquaintances he knew, they would feel depressed, sad, and fighting spirit almost equal to zero. If it weren't for the many elite Shuntian Army behind him, they would have run away long ago.

But the sword waves on the mountain told them with the cruelest fact that moving forward would mean death, and they would die even worse than their companions. At least one of the whole corpses died. And under the attack of Xueliang's big sword, the people who fell to the ground either lost this or fell that.

After chasing for dozens of steps, Black Daolang stopped, turned around, and quickly retreated to the place where they had set out without any reason. His movements were swift and neat. The long-range weapons of the Shuntian Army that were about to reach the foot of the mountain did not even have time to launch the guy in their hands.

The losses were heavy, but Rong Shanyou felt a little excited. Since the coach was not concerned about casualties, he could launch another attack without restraint. He had touched the threshold of the Taiping Army. Whether he could kick the door depends on whether he had enough momentum. Looking back, the dense Shuntian Army gave him countless courage.

Yes, the Shuntian Army has 20,000 elite troops here, and the young and strong men selected from nearly 50,000 have lost at most a few thousand people until now. It’s nothing!

"The heavy shield soldiers come forward, the spearman is in the center, and the crossbowman is in the tail, and the attack!" Rong Shanyou shouted loudly.

He used heavy shield soldiers to fight against opponents, even if these heavy shield soldiers would suffer heavy casualties, and used long spearmen to stab the opponent, wait for an opportunity to open the gap, suppress the shooting with crossbowmen, and cut off the opponent's retreating passage. He wanted to wipe out the opponent who was attacking on the hillside. This time, the one who was dispatched was no longer the cannon fodder, but the elite Shuntian Army wearing gray uniform clothes.

"The main person is here!" The wild dog who had been lying in the ditch and picking the teeth with a stick was finally excited. This intensity of war was too ordinary for him. He was not even in the mood to command and let the big pillar jump up and down. This old boy was excited. It was rare that the wild dog was not in the mood. He could just live the addiction to commanding the army.

This seemingly honest big man, as the boss commented, was a guy pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger. The wild dog slowly stood up. This kid was vicious for most of the day. It was hard to believe that this guy was a new guy who had only fought several battles. Some things could really be learned without a teacher, or that he was a natural leader.

It seems that he doesn't say much, but every time he says, his subordinates can be excited as if he is injected with chicken blood. Even the wild dogs feel inferior to him.

"Dazhu, go and prepare the guy." The wild dog ordered.

Dazhu jumped over, his face full of blood. Just now, this guy led the team to charge forward. At this moment, he was making a handful of weeds and desperately wiping the plasma on his iron rod that was a little white and yellow. The wild dog looked at it.

"Prepare to be like that?" Dazhu asked.

"The clay pots sent by cleverly." The wild dog smiled, "Be careful, don't break them. If they break them and splash them on you, you will be miserable."

"What are those things? I shook them before, and they were not pretending to be water or something." Dazhu asked.

The wild dog smiled but did not answer. These cans were filled with good things prepared by Doctor Shu. Since the last time he saw Doctor Shu's use of the means used by Doctor Shu in the Luoying Mountains, the general with a promising future in the Qin Thunder Army was destroyed, the wild dog's fear of Doctor Shu was another level.

Anyway, the things this guy took out to kill the enemy are not a good thing.

Vicious! This is what the wild dogs evaluated Dr. Shu. They killed people by one, but Dr. Shu was better, but this time, I don’t know what Dr. Shu got, but it was definitely not the kind that last time. The last time Dr. Shu told him that it must be under special terrain. This situation is definitely not applicable at the moment.

Dozens of jars were carefully moved over and placed in front of everyone.

"Pick one with strong arm strength and throw it into the enemy's formation later." The wild dog picked up a jar, leaned down with a smile, and looked down. Amid the dull drum sound, the opponent opened the way with a heavy shield, like a big turtle, slowly moving upwards.

The mountain is steep, and it takes about a hundred steps to look from bottom to top, but looking from top to bottom, it is almost in front of you. The wild dog laughed, raised the jar with both hands, shouted and threw it out.

Dozens of jars fell in the air, crossed the shield player in front, and landed straight towards the spearmen behind him. The spearmen raised their spears quickly. With the sound of banging, the jars had been pierced by spears before they even landed on the ground.

The crossbowmen behind the spearmen immediately shot like rain at the Taiping Army, which had exposed their bodies. With a squeak, several Taiping Army who had retracted slightly slower groaned and were already hit by arrows. One of the unlucky guys was hit by the vital points and fell down. As for the wild dogs and the big pillars, one was transformed into steel and iron bones by the Hunyuan true energy, and the other was practicing horizontal kung fu. The bows and arrows of this strength could only be itchy for them. The wild dog waved his hand at will and broke the feather arrows away like a mosquito, his eyes wide open as big as a copper bell. He wanted to see what Doctor Shu was doing this time.

Rong Shanyou at the foot of the mountain naturally saw this. His first reaction was that the opponent would use fire attack. These jars must contain tincture oil. Next, the opponent would use rockets to ignite these tincture oils. This method often appears in offensive and defensive battles.

But next, Rong Shanyou and the wild dog were both shocked.

The pierced jar is not liquid, but powder, like incense ash. The jar is broken and scattered, and is blown by the mountain wind.

The wild dog shook back with a sniff, jumped and cursed: "Brothers, brothers, hurry up, cover it with something quickly, don't be touched by this dust."

He was lucky, and the wind blew down the mountain.
Chapter completed!