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Chapter 402 Three thousand circumferences eight thousand

The cold air was sucked into the nasal cavity with a smell of blood, and there was a scent of feces and urine in the bloody smell. This smell directly penetrated into Xiong Kuohai's mind, making him feel his heart getting more and more restless. He was very familiar with this feeling. In the early years of Daye, he had just joined the army. When he smelled this smell for the first time, he was even scared that his hand holding Mo Dao could not help but tremble violently.

Because there were too many people dead, in the area where the two sides fought, in the air where the two sides were fighting, there could even be a layer of blood mist floating in the air about one person high, and the blood on the ground was even more like it had just rained. The soldiers' boots were stepping on the pool of blood on the ground, and the blood splashed high. Just as the soldiers on both sides were fighting back and forth, what dirtyed their boots was not only blood but also the shit and urine in the trousers of the corpse.

The lingering smell in Xiongkuohai's nose was mixed together and then drifted out. He looked at the more and more dead bodies on the ground, and his eyes became brighter when he smelled the fishy smell. He was restless, not because of his anger and fear, but because he felt that he could no longer control his hands. He wanted to carry a knife and rush into the crowd, so that the soldiers of Wagang Village who were rushing up to know what killing was.

He did not despise the new recruits and veterans who had stooled and urinated before he died, because he knew that it was an uncontrollable normal reaction. He even thought that if he had been removed half of his shoulder by a knife, he would probably have looked so embarrassed.

There is nothing shameful, no one is stone heart.

However, on the battlefield, especially for generals, you must turn your heart into a stone, colder and harder, instead of impulsively killing the soldiers who live and die together. Living and dying together is a choice that you will only make when facing a dead end. You have not yet reached a dead end, but it is very likely to break out a flat road in the seemingly steep dead end.

So Xiong Kuohai resisted the urge to lift his sword and watched calmly as the defense line he arranged was being squeezed back by the troops of Wagang Village. The spearmen in the first three rows were almost dead. After blocking the opponent's fierce first wave of attacks, the third row of gun array also collapsed in two rows.

The spearmen can be said to be the lowest-cost military in the army, and they are also the second only to the cavalry in terms of movement speed. In order to pursue lightness, they only have a wooden spear with an iron spear head, and only have a thin layer of leather armor on their upper body, which can't stop the knife at all. Therefore, once the gun array appears and fights with the enemy, the spearmen's advantage will be gone. The spear in his hand is too long, and he can stab the cavalry from a tall horse and kill him, but he has no advantage in close combat, because the weapons are too long, and once the enemy approaches them, they become clumsy.

The second wave of Wagang Village soldiers rushed up were about one thousand elite infantrymen, which was rare in the Green Forest Daoist Army, which was generally poorly equipped. They were wearing a thin layer of chain armor on their upper body, which could prevent some feather arrows from drilling into their bodies. If they were lucky, they could even stop the spear's thrust.

The Park Knife in their hands is very sharp, which is much longer, wider and heavier than the standard horizontal Knife issued by the Great Sui Mansion. It is a medium-sized knife between the straight knife and the Mo knife. It is heavier than the straight knife and a little lighter than the Mo knife.

Obviously, this is the most elite infantry under Liang Shitai. He has been in Hebei for several years and then moved to the counties in Henan. After several years of plunder, he has built such an elite infantry. However, although the silver was a little distressed, the combat power of more than a thousand elite armored Pu Dao Hands still satisfied him. In several battles of fighting for territory with the rebels on other green forest roads, these more than a thousand elite armored Pu Dao Hands can be said to be invincible.

Once in close combat, the spearman is definitely not the opponent of Jingjia Park Daoshi.

Xiong Kuohai knew this, but he resisted the urge to order the spearman to be transferred back and watched coldly as the soldiers under his command were chopped to the ground one after another. His hand holding Mo Dao became tighter and tighter, so tight that even his sweat could not flow out.

At this moment, a whimpering horn sound came from the Yellow River behind the military formation. Xiongkuohai didn't have to look back and knew that Wang Fubao, on the north bank of the Yellow River, had begun to cross the river. But he had no intention of caring about the affairs there at this time. He had no other choice but to trust Yu Wenshi and could only hand over his back to this person who had just become a companion. As for whether Yu Wenshi was trustworthy, he could only gamble.

Nearly 800 spearmen resisted for more than an hour and all died in a pool of blood.

The loss of nearly 300 Jingjia Park Knife made Liang Shitai feel a little distressed, but he was also a little proud. Although he lost a lot of manpower, he finally tore open the defense line of Yanyun Village. Without the barrier of the gun array, the remaining Yanyun Village soldiers were not worth worrying. Just another impact was needed, and the defense line could be completely penetrated.

Liang Shitai knew what his purpose was, and he rushed through the defense of Yanyun Village, rushed to the riverside to pick up Wang Fubao's men and horses across the river. As long as Wang Fubao's tens of thousands of troops came, the two sides would immediately kill Juyeze after joining forces, and cut off Li Xian's retreat, Yanyun Village would undoubtedly be defeated.

Liang Shitai knew what he wanted to do, and Xiong Kuohai knew what he wanted to do.

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After killing all the 800 spearmen in Yanyun Village, Liang Shitai's Jingjia Pu Dao Hand stepped on the body and pool of blood and shouted slogans to continue moving forward. What greeted them were hundreds of feather arrows flying over. The archers behind the Yanyun Village military formation began to shoot, trying to stop the steps of the Wagang Village soldiers in the first few days. After two rounds of shooting, they shot over a hundred Pu Dao Hands, but failed to stop them from entering the military formation. The defense line of Yanyun Village was torn apart.

Xiong Kuohai still watched without giving any orders.

Compared to his somewhat cruel calm, Liang Shitai became more and more excited.

"Spike, push up, follow Park Dao Hand, and press forward!"

He shouted loudly, as if he had seen hope for victory.

The gap in Yanyun Village's defense line was getting bigger and bigger, and the archers of the back team had retreated to the bank of the river. Liang Shitai's troops were almost all pressing up, biting like a group of hungry wolves. Xiong Kuohai watched his defense line retreating further and further backwards, while the morale of the people in Wagang Village became stronger and stronger. The personal soldiers standing beside him looked at him with begging eyes, and the meaning in his eyes stabbed in Xiong Kuohai's heart like a needle.

"General!"

The personal military brigade led Wang Chongsheng to no avail and screamed with red eyes.

"Don't wait. Brothers have suffered too much loss and can't stand it anymore. More than 2,000 people are carrying more than 10,000 people in Wagang Village. If you wait any longer, the brothers will die. General, give me five hundred armors, and I will kill them and push back the offensive of Wagang Village! General, don't wait any longer!"

"Wait a little longer!"

Xiong Kuohai's tone was very stiff, stiff and inhumane.

"General!"

Wang Chongsheng begged: "Wait longer, people will be dead."

"I have to wait even if I die."

Xiong Kuohai looked at the Wagang Village troops and left a team of about 2,000 people who did not rush up, and planned to take care of his troops. After another half of this, more than two thousand Yanyun Village infantry who were deploying defense had been killed or injured, and the remaining half also included 500 archers who were not capable of melee combat at all.

"Let the archers board the ship, let the shield player and Park Knife arrange shield arrays on the bank of the Yellow River!"

Xiong Kuohai issued the order again, but he still had no intention of letting the prepared heavy armor attack. Wang Zongsheng gritted his teeth and stamped his feet, and tears flowed down his face. What kind of sad and sad taste should a seven-foot man have?

Liang Shitai roared loudly and ordered the soldiers to push forward. In the end, more than a thousand soldiers in Yanyun Village had no choice but to retreat, and behind them was the surging Yellow River water. So their resistance became more and more intense. In front of the shield formation formed by the shield hand and the Pu Dao Hand, the bodies of the soldiers in Wagang Village fell down layer by layer.

"What is Xiong Kuohai going to do? Want to have a scene of fighting against the enemy?"

Standing on the bow of the big ship, Yu Wen Shi and his family general Yu Wen Yan frowned and asked.

"Fight against the enemy?"

Yu Wenshi smiled and looked towards Xiong Kuohai, with an unconcealed appreciation in his eyes.

"He is not that stupid. The battle against the water is just a coincidence that occurs in a specific environment. The soldiers lack combat power, the general's prestige, and the troops' fierceness are not enough. The battle against the water is just a joke. Xiong Kuohai has a big appetite. He wants to swallow all the troops attacking Wagang Village in one breath."

"ah?"

Yu Wenyan exclaimed, looked at Yu Wenshi and asked, "What did he use to swallow people?"

"Have a knife."

Yu Wenshi smiled and then ordered: "You take three thousand men off the boat. Xiong Kuohai is so confident that he can't make him feel that he believes in the wrong person. Remember, once Xiong Kuohai's ambush comes out, you will lead the troops to pounce on him. He lacks enough troops and cannot seal his pocket."

"Here!"

Yuwen Yan glanced at Beiban and asked, "Dou Jiande's soldiers?"

Yu Wenshi waved his hand and smiled, "Do you think Wang Fubao is an idiot? He is just acting. Before Yanyun Village and Wagang Village really won't win or lose, he wouldn't have his life to make a road across the river."

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"Let the reserve team rush forward too!"

Liang Shitai said angrily: "The waste, I have been attacking for so long but I have not been able to attack the river bank. I have to press it up. Before dark, the river must be opened!"

"Here!"

The messenger responded and then blew the horn. The two thousand infantrymen in the back team received the order and began to slowly speed up and rushed forward. Xiong Kuohai, who was standing on the high slope and watching the battle situation, his eyes lit up, and then he ordered loudly: "Wang Reborn, I will give you five hundred armors. Can you withstand the offensive of Wagang Village for another hour!"

"able!"

Wang Chongsheng shouted loudly, his face turned red with excitement: "Don't worry, General, I will never let the people from Wagang Village have a past."

"Go!"

Xiong Kuohai strode down the high slope with a Mo Dao, shouting as he walked: "Where is the heavy armor!"

Behind the high slope, three thousand heavy armored Mo Dao's hands shouted neatly: "Heavy armored Mo Dao, break the formation and kill the enemy!"

Xiong Kuohai's pace became bigger and bigger. He raised the Mo knife in his hand and pointed it in front and shouted: "Calendar with me and let the elite armored Pu Dao hands in Wagang Village see what is a knife! What is a murder!"

Three thousand heavy armors lined up in neat steps, and the bright red flag trembled with the wind above their heads. They were like dark clouds made of metal, pressing over them heavily.

When Liang Shitai saw the three thousand heavy armors, his face immediately turned pale: "Retreat, let the back team retreat!"

How easy is it to withdraw?

The three thousand heavy armored Mo Dao Hands divided into two teams, like slowly closing iron gates, blocking eight thousand soldiers from Wagang Village inside, surrounding eight thousand with three thousand. How domineering is this?

Yu Wenshi and stood at the bow of the boat with their hands behind their backs. Looking at the slowly surrounding formation, he suddenly smiled. He sniffed, sniffed the increasingly strong bloody smell in the air and murmured: "It turns out that there is not only one madman in Yanyun Village, but a big madman led countless little madmen... Xiong Kuohai, do you want to use such a death battle to tell me that Yanyun Village is invincible? Or do you want to force me to express your opinion?"

He took off the wine bag from his waist and took a sip of the strong wine, and suddenly a sense of pride came to his heart.

"A heroes come out of the grassroots, ruining people's hearts and Taoism. Whatever you say is benevolence, righteousness and morality, it is better to stab a bloody hole in this country and kill a mess."

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