Chapter 6 Preparation (7)

"Enemy attack, enemy attack, brothers, get up and fight!" Cai Gongliang's souls burst out and shouted desperately. It was not lightning, but the cold light emitted by the weapons when they moved quickly. A man from unknown who came from, with the cover of muffled thunder and light rain, rushed in from the south gate of the military camp and crushed any obstacles along the way.

No one knows how many of them were. The lightning that kept rolling through the sky illuminated their neat team. They were all cavalry, and each of them was wrapped in leather armor. The mounts under each person were almost the same height and were walking firmly, carrying wide shields and long rifles, like combs, moving quickly from the camp gate to the central army. Whether people or livestock, anyone who was touched by the "comb teeth" was combed to pieces.

"Boom, rumbling, rumbling!" The thunder in the sky kept rolling. "Boom, rumbling, rumbling!" On the ground, the flesh and blood of the horse's hooves splattered everywhere. Red, blue, purple, yellow, colorful electric snakes were flying over the camp. Red, blue, purple, yellow, colorful spearheads were lined up against the neck of the war horse, sending despair and fear into every pair of eyes along the way.

"Boom, rumbling, rumbling!" The sky was filled with thunder, "Boom, rumbling, rumbling!" The sound of horse hooves on the ground continued. In the tent closest to the outside of the military camp, a thief woke up from his sleep, carrying weapons naked, and rushed out of the tent. The neat spearheads directly picked up their naked bodies and pulled them into pieces in the air.

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"Don't escape, people can't run away!" Cai Gongliang made a cold war and waved his weapons and shouted. "Go together, everyone will go side by side. Kill one enough, kill two and earn one!"

His voice was extremely loud and his skills were quick enough. However, his legs did not move towards the point where the spear came. He turned around like a rabbit in the air, and moved several times in a row, bypassing his brothers who were confused and shaking tents, and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

Rows of guns swept past his former standing, like the autumn wind sweeping the fallen leaves, all the "bandits" who were not in time to escape were killed. Countless camp tents were trampled down by horse hooves, and stomped over them. Countless minions turned into balls of meat in their sleep.

When rows of gun shots rushed by, the position where the tent was originally towering was completely turned into a flat ground. There were no raised obstacles and no living lives on the width of forty horses walking side by side. The flesh and blood of people and livestock formed a wide and straight passage. Any bandits who were close to the passage but were lucky enough not to be affected by gun shots were pale, their eyes were stiff, and they were slumped on the ground and shivered.

The minions and bandit leaders who were a little far away ran out of their tents naked, as messy as a group of headless flies. Most of them were sleeping in a daze, and they couldn't figure out what was happening in the camp in a panic, and they didn't know where the enemy came from, whether it was a god or a devil? Hearing the continuous thunder and screams, they instinctively chose to run wildly into the depths of the barracks. Disorder and panic were the enemy's accomplices. Soon, the disaster began to spread throughout the camp at a faster speed than the gunshot.

A group of bare-butt minions escaped too slowly and were pushed down from behind by a larger group of their own robes. Countless big feet immediately stepped on their bodies, no matter how they screamed, howled, cursed, and reminded them that the owner of big feet turned a deaf ear. In a few breaths, the unlucky guys who were trampled under their feet fainted, and then were trampled by more big feet like puppets until they finally turned into a pile of red soft mud.

"Die to die together!" A thief who was unfortunately pushed down by his own people but was lucky enough to be trampled into meat sauce immediately became fierce. He waved a steel knife and slashed four or five thighs around him. "Ah——!" "Mom——————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————

The other escapees had no time to stop them and continued to spread their legs and ran deep into the barracks. Soon, the elite bandits resting deep in the camp were awakened from their sleep by the chaotic footsteps around them. After almost no thought, they turned around and joined the ranks of escapes. They cried and rushed to the deeper part of the camp with the collapsed thieves. At the same time, they spread the panic further and deeper.

"Stop, don't panic! Don't run away. If you run away again, everyone will die here!" Bald General Zhou Jianliang rushed out of the central army tent, carrying a spear and shouting loudly.

The general is the courage of a army. At this time, others can be in chaos, but he cannot. If three to five hundred brothers are organized in time, even if they cannot turn the tide, at least they still have hope of getting out of danger safely. If they don’t think about it, they will take the lead in running for life without thinking. After dawn, there will be no need for sneak attackers to chase after the people in the villages along the way. The people in the villages along the way will use hoes and sticks to repay the blood debts for the victims during this period.

No one was willing to listen to him, and screams and shouts of killing came from all over the world. The lightning in the sky was like crazy, hundreds and hundreds, endless. But there were not many raindrops with the thunder, which was not enough to wake up tens of thousands of panicked heads. In the darkest moment before dawn, countless bare butts stumbled around, and countless evil beasts held weapons and slashed each other with no reason, nor did they know what shame was.

"Stop and listen to my orders. Everyone will line up to block the enemy together. I am Zhou Jianliang, the commander of the Leopard Cavalry Army! Don't panic, join me to block the enemy together. Those who dare to run around and scream will kill!" The bald general swept across the four brothers who were escaping from him. Then he held one of them with one hand and shouted loudly.

No one listened to him, including the other three people who had just been knocked over to the ground by him, and one carp also got up and continued to rush into the distance. Only the unlucky man who had his hair held in his arms was unable to break free after several efforts. He whined loudly with tears in his eyes, "Let go, General Zhou let it go. It's not that the young man refused to work hard, but that's because of retribution. We have killed too many people these days, which has caused retribution!"

"Fuck, those who dare to kill people these days are real heroes! A group of cowards in the countryside are useless. When aren't they slaughtered? How long has God ever taken care of them?" Zhou Jianliang knocked the man down with force and waved his gun to beat him up.

"Give me your life, General!" The unlucky minion screamed and rolled on the ground. In a blink of an eye, he was smashed to death. Zhou Jianliang spat hard at his body, holding up the bloody gun bar, blocking the next wave of deserters. "Stop, stop me, and those who escape will be killed without mercy!"

A defeated soldier turned sideways and was chased by him from behind, and he was heartbroken. The other two defeated soldiers' eyes suddenly turned red and they swung forward with weapons and rushed forward to fight desperately. How could their ability hurt Zhou Jianliang, a veteran who had been fighting for the rest of his life? They swung quickly like a spear in their hands like a poisonous snake, and poked the defeated soldiers who were coming forward and desperately poked the ground.

"Ah--" The other soldiers around him let out a scream, and exploded like a fly. The blood did not arouse their courage. The only function was to make them try not to get too close to their coach. While running, there were still people who kept shouting, "General is crazy, General Zhou is crazy. General Zhou is crazy. General Zhou is murdering too many people and is retribution! Run quickly, if you don't run, everyone will die in his hands!"

"Fuck, I'm not crazy, I'm not crazy-!" Zhou Jianliang was so angry that he was crying without tears. He poked the spear to the ground, panting and looking at the most intense sound of horse hooves.

The sneak attacker was already very close to him, and he was not able to organize a military force to fight. At least, before he died, he had to see clearly who the opponent was. Otherwise, even if he became a ghost tonight, he would not be able to drink the bowl of Mengpo soup in front of the Bridge of Reincarnation.

He saw two commanders under his command hiding among a group of bare-butt brothers, and running down like frightened sheep. He saw several warriors who had always leaned on him suddenly turned around and raised the steel knife to the pursuers. He saw more than a dozen Khitans who had been incorporated, carrying the snatched softness and storm, like crazy bulls, rushing around in the escape team...

The next moment, a row of neat gun attacks came over. The commander, the defeated soldiers, the warriors and the Khitans were wiped out from his vision. There was no pause or loud noise. It was like a plowshare walking through the wasteland watered by spring rain, relaxed and soothing, and even with a certain tranquil rhythm.

The enemy is an elite force who has been tempered for thousands of times! Zhou Jianliang shivered and immediately understood the reason why his brothers were so scared. Dozens of neatly pricked in one direction at the same time, and there were dense horse hooves under the prick. No flesh and blood could stop them. Even if Li Cunxiao reincarnated tonight, facing the forest of guns stabbed at high speed, he could only escape or wait for death. A gun blocked dozens of guns while pricking. What's more, the owner of those dozens of guns could only be carried forward by his mount and could not pluck his horse to avoid it.

There was no Li Cunxiao in the military camp tonight. The panicked soldiers were poked down by the rifle after piercing, and then trampled into meat paste by horse hooves. Some were scared out of their courage, threw away their weapons and begged for surrender, and the war horses stepped on him without delay. Some were completely crazy, standing in place, wielding the weapons in their hands into a ball of wind, and two or three rifles stabbed him at the same time, and scarlet flesh and blood splattered everywhere.

"Don't kill, I'm here. Everything is coming for me!" Zhou Jianliang saw that his whole body was cold, and he suddenly jumped up and shouted, "I'm here, I'm Zhou Jianliang, the commander of the Leopard Cavalry. I'm Zhou Jianliang, the commander of the Leopard Cavalry. I ordered the slaughter of the village. I am willing to pay the blood debt and blood!"

No one responded to his challenge. In the lightning and thunder, his figure was as weak as a cicada after autumn. The cavalry phalanx not far away continued to rumble forward, harvesting all the lives encountered along the way with a constant speed and direction. For them, at this moment, the generals and soldiers, the Khitans and Han people, the warriors and cowards, were no different from each other.

"I am Zhou Jianliang, the commander of the Leopard Cavalry. I am willing to surrender. Surrender! Everyone surrenders, let them be dealt with!" Zhou Jianliang saw blood in his eyes, "Puu!" and knelt down, crying and begging for promise.

When slaughtering the villagers around, he only felt the pleasure of being a strong man. Only now did he finally understand how helpless and desperate the ordinary people were under the blade of the strong man.

Suddenly, his crying sound stuck in his throat. He opened his mouth wide and his eyes were as if they were eggs.
Chapter completed!