Chapter 119 confrontation(1/2)
Expelled by mysterious forces, thousands of evil bandits crossed the Zhulong River and slowly advanced toward Baiyangdian. The speed was much faster than expected, and it only took half a day to arrive.
Tan Ma has already investigated clearly and reported back that Chen Hongyan has gathered all the combatable soldiers in Baiyangdian to fight the mountain tiger again.
This Zhulong Beach is located fifteen miles northwest of Baiyangdian. It is a shallow area with a small swamp surrounded by fields and lush vegetation. It is an excellent battlefield.
Chen Hongyan specially mobilized his men here to ambush in the surrounding grass. Because there are Yongying outposts hunting enemy spies, there is no need to worry about being discovered by Sitting Tigers.
The sun was gradually setting in the west, and a few rays of orange light shone on the ripples of the water. The red light was hazy, but it had a rich and unchanging blood color.
Among the two parties, Chen Hongyan is the bandit army and Sishanhu is the bandit army, and the battlefield is the Zhulong Beach.
After crossing the Zhulong River, the cautious vanguard of the bandits couldn't help but speed up their march, and the long team gathered up and hurried on.
Without paying attention, there was a team hiding in the grass on one side, lowering their bodies and staring at them.
"preparation……"
With a shout, more than a hundred brave men appeared one after another, and their formation remained unchanged. The arrows were already on the strings, and the bows were held in their hands. Their eyes were cold and ruthless, looking ahead, waiting quietly, waiting.
With that cold command.
The rebel vanguard did not realize that they had entered a trap, and continued to advance in a loose formation, noisily and chaotically.
"put…………"
When Zhang Mingde saw that the bandits had entered the ambush point, he shouted loudly. The archers pulled up their bowstrings one after another and shot out the arrows in their hands, making a shrill whistle.
"Fire arrows~~"
The buzzing sound of the bowstring tightening continued, and in an instant, hundreds of sharp arrows shot into the air. After flying more than a hundred steps in the air, they spread out into a vast area, falling from the sky like raindrops, carrying them with them.
A sharp scream arose and fell on the heads of the thieves in an instant.
"Pfft~"
An arrow pierced the head of a thief coldly, and the sharp arrow cluster pierced his chin, shooting out a bloody hole in which bright red blood dripped from the arrow cluster, giving it a strange beauty.
Zhang Mingde watched the bandit soldiers who were moving forward slowly fall down in the blink of an eye, and some of them took two steps forward with inertia, and then fell straight to the ground, which was very refreshing.
One-third of the bandits' vanguard were killed in the sudden rain of arrows. The rest of the bandits were in a mess, looking around with horror on their faces, and some even turned around and ran away.
"put……"
While the thieves were in chaos and had not yet reacted, Zhang Mingde issued the order in a timely manner.
The archer prepared, and another wave of arrows was fired quickly. The bandits could only dodge while shouting. Many unlucky ones were shot through the body by arrows in a blink of an eye, and fell to the ground, letting out heart-piercing screams.
Some thieves even pulled their companions to protect themselves from the arrows. Several of them took over the grudge and even drew their swords to kill each other. Dozens of them died at the hands of their own people.
Three rounds of arrow rain poured down from the sky mercilessly. The unarmored soldiers were unable to withstand this attack. They fell down one by one like wheat being cut down. In just a moment, the wilderness was covered with rain.
The corpses of traitors were lying all over the place, and many people were lying in pools of blood, wailing for help...
In just half a quarter of an hour, the five hundred bandit forwards were almost completely wiped out and had no fighting power.
At this time, a group of thirty riders appeared, with a young rider leading the way, slowly raising the tiger-tooth gun in his hand and pointing it at the remaining hundreds of thieves.
"kill…………"
Li Yi shouted loudly, kicked the horse in the belly, and started to charge, driven by the majestic body of the horse. Different from the chaotic and frightened thieves, his horse army was each wearing heavy armor, with cold eyes, as if fleeing from hell.
The knight comes out.
"Accelerate -" Li Yi stood up straight on the horse, raised the tiger fang gun in his hand, and issued an order to the riders behind him.
The riders responded loudly, and the battle flags swayed violently. The riders under them clamped their spears, grinned their bloodless lips, and galloped.
They are the best riders in the Yong camp, riding An Xin's precious war horses. At this time, they need to use their bravery and ruthlessness to gain merit and gain honor.
The horses' hooves trampled the loose soil so much that it trembled. No matter how hard the soil was, it was shattered by this force and split into countless fragments and powder, which flew with the rising and falling horses' hooves.
The two parties were more than a hundred meters apart. Li Yi waved the spear in his hand and roared: "Charge——"
The rider responded loudly, kicked the horse violently, and tried his best to increase his speed. After rushing out for thirty meters, he split into two groups, like two huge iron pincers from the left and right, and used lightning speed to grab the thieves who wanted to escape.
Surround.
Tiger fang guns are waving, war knives are singing, war horses are neighing, soldiers are roaring, bandit soldiers... are wailing!
Li Yi waved the iron halberd, and the sharply polished spear pierced the thieves' chest. The huge force coming from the spear head made his blood boil, and his strong arms felt the pleasure of piercing the living body.
Li Yi couldn't help but stir up murderous intent. He shook his arms vigorously and flew away all the incoming spears. Then he flicked a long knife away. The knife and gun rubbed against each other, making a harsh squeaking sound.
"Push!" The spear pierced the young face of a bandit again. This face belonged to a child who was only about fifteen or sixteen years old. He hadn't even grown a beard. His smooth face was so delicate, and the halberd had no trace of it.
The obstruction cut off half of his face, and the fear of death made him open his mouth and let out a shrill scream.
Li Yi seemed to have seen the disappearance of the little life in his arms when he killed Sun Dahu. His heart was shocked, his hand slowed down, and he slashed a knife in front of him, knocked away his spear, and went straight to his chest. Li Yi was shocked.
, instinctively flashed his arm sideways, and the long knife slashed across his chest, but it was blocked by the thick armor, leaving only a scar.
Li Yi changed his mind and rushed forward. Yong Ding behind him cut off the boy's head mercilessly with a knife, and at the same time cut off his last voice in this world.
"Battalion Commander, be careful, don't be soft-hearted!" Yong Ding shouted loudly while slashing and killing, "Either he dies or we die."
In the eyes of these brave men, Li Yi is good no matter what, but sometimes he is too soft-hearted. It is obvious that the fifteen-year-old thief is already a ferocious gangster, but he still can't take action. I don't know that the reality is like this.
Cruel, either you die or I live.
Li Yi took two deep breaths to calm down his racing heart as much as possible. He let out a loud roar, shook his spear, and stabbed an elderly soldier who was charging towards him to the ground.
Overcoming the short-term intolerance, the tiger fang gun in Li Yi's hand was as fast as a powerful sand snake. Every time he pecked, it could bring up a cloud of blood, but there was no joy on his face, as cold as ten thousand years of black ice.
Calmly, he galloped forward and stabbed the enemies he saw one by one. The horse was so tired that white mist spewed out of its mouth.
When the main force of the bandits from behind arrived, all but a few of the five hundred bandit soldiers were missing, and the rest were lying on the ground, turning into corpses.
Seeing their five hundred companions dying in this wasteland in the blink of an eye, the bandits who came over showed no mercy. They all looked frightened and started talking among themselves.
Sitting Tiger was a middle-aged man wearing bloated iron armor and a weathered look. He looked at the five hundred corpses in front of him with a gloomy face.
On the opposite side, Chen Hongyan saw that the ambush had taken effect and no longer hid. A thousand thieves slowly stepped forward and pressed up.
The recently recruited bandit soldiers have only been trained for two days, and their combat power has not improved much. They rely entirely on blood support. Sishanhu is very surprised. Two thousand bandit soldiers are facing off against a thousand weak bandit soldiers. The opponent actually does not defend the wooden village.
, instead came out to fight, but I had never heard of it. Are they people like Chen Hongyan, who are short-sighted, or do they really have some persistence?
The two parties together numbered 3,000 people. They lined up to fight and waved their flags. Although the flags did not cover the sky and the sun for a while, they were still very powerful and somewhat spectacular.
Neither Li Yi nor Yongying had experienced such a big battle, so their faces were solemn and their spirits were at their peak.
Li Yi accompanied Chen Hongyan as he passed through the enemy formation. He rode on his horse and carefully observed the formation of thieves. The enemy formation was still in chaos. He and his party had already entered the bow and arrow. The battle was about to break out. There were actually some soldiers in the formation.
The thieves were constantly moving in formation, making a lot of noise.
This group of thieves may seem brave, but they are not a strictly trained army, nothing more than that!
Chen Hongyan said: "The thieves only gathered together for money and are in chaos. As long as we hold on to our position, we will definitely defeat them."
Li Yi frowned, smiled bitterly and said: "I'm afraid it's not that simple. I just saw some men covering their bodies among the enemy troops, and I saw the light reflected by the armor, so I guessed that there must be men with heavy armor among them.
, should not be underestimated.”
Are there any men with heavy armor among them? Everyone was silent. Zhao Youlin, who was chased back, couldn't help turning his head and sarcastically said: "Brother Li, are you afraid?"
Regarding this sarcasm, Li Yiquan pretended not to hear it and just laughed and said: "We just wiped out five hundred bandit soldiers, what should I be afraid of? I don't know who was so scared that they wanted to run away before the fight."
When Li Yi ridiculed him for running away, Zhao Youlin looked gloomy, but he couldn't explain it clearly. He could only say: "If you don't dare to go, I will attack the formation myself."
"You two, stop arguing. Since Brother Youlin wants to attack the formation, let him go." Chen Hongyan ended the argument at the right time and asked Zhao Youlin to lead his 300 bandit soldiers and 200 fierce bandits to fight immediately.
The thieves have always used their numbers to overwhelm the weak. This is the method used by thieves if they are not strong in combat effectiveness. They have more soldiers than others. This is the method used by thieves. If they launch an attack, I am afraid that the entire army will be crushed in a short time and they will be defeated directly by their numerical advantage.
Opponent. So Chen Hongyan's best way now is to repel the opponent's offensive and make it fall into organizational chaos, so that there is an opportunity to take advantage of it.
Following his few orders, the flags in the formation waved, the necessary military orders and drums sounded, and the five hundred bandit troops on the left and right howled to the drums and swarmed forward.
"Kill with me..."
Zhao Youlin roared, and rushed to kill quickly surrounded by his followers. Five hundred bandit troops followed him closely. His footsteps stepped on the soft soil, splashing large amounts of mud and dust, as if he was crazy, and his eyes were blood red.
Rushing forward.
"Hiss~ What kind of medicine did Chen Hongyan give them, and why are they so desperate?"
Sitting Tiger sat firmly on the high platform, a hissing sound sounded from deep in his throat. Even though he was foresighted and thought a lot, he never expected that the bandit army he encountered would be so fearless and unafraid of death, even though they were clearly outnumbered.
Not much, but they wanted to rush in and kill them.
Not only was he pounding in his heart, but all the thieves under his command were nervous. They came with money to help, but no matter how precious the money is, it is useless if you don't live to enjoy it, so preserving your life is the most important thing.
From the perspective of the bandit army, their homeland is about to be occupied by these evil thieves. If they don't fight desperately at this time, they will not only sacrifice their lives for them in the future, but also live a life worse than death.
The smell of blood in the wind became even stronger, and the smoke flying all over the sky was inhaled into the lungs, making the charging bandit soldiers even more crazy. A face became ferocious due to distortion and fear, and the face was clearly displayed in front of everyone...
"Breaking the formation..."
"Boom~~"
The five hundred thieves rushed into the somewhat scattered array like five hundred hungry wolves. It was like a sharp tip piercing the flesh and blood. In an instant, they cut the thieves array in half, and then headed straight towards the Chinese army.
Kill in the direction.
Each of the bandit soldiers was fearless, waving the swords and guns in their hands, shouting loudly, like evil ghosts crawling out of hell, and chopped down all the bandit soldiers around them to the ground. Suddenly, Zhao Youlin was in the hands of more than fifty people.
To be continued...