"Brother Lin, on the battlefield, I'm afraid you won't be able to use this short weapon. You should use this." Gao Qiu followed closely beside Lin Wanrong and handed him a shining steel knife.
Damn, do you really think I'm going to charge? I'm a man with a stomach. Lin Wanrong smiled. "Brother Gao, quickly put away the knife. I can't bear to see such a weapon."
Gao Qiu saw that he was smiling and did not seem to be afraid at all. He couldn't help but say in admiration, "In front of the enemy, Brother Lin can remain so calm. I really admire you."
While the two were talking, the White Lotus Army had overturned a few more boats by Saint Li's artillery. But there were more people on their boats. Dozens of boats at the front had already reached the shore. Hundreds of White Lotus Army soldiers charged forward together.
Hu Bugui, who had been through hundreds of battles, had already arranged the soldiers in formation and waited for the enemy to charge. He shouted, "Fire!"
The arrows of the Divine Arms Battalion were like flying locusts, shooting at the White Lotus Army who were the first to land. These days of hard training of the Divine Arms Battalion finally bore fruit. From time to time, there would be White Lotus Army soldiers falling to the ground, screaming incessantly.
After five rounds of arrow rain, the White Lotus Army who were the first to land suffered heavy casualties, but the boats in the lake were still rushing forward. This time they had learned their lesson. The remaining dozens of boats dispersed and attacked from all directions, obviously to disperse the firepower of the soldiers. Nearly thirty percent of the White Lotus Army had been killed or injured, but the remaining people were still more than the soldiers. At the same time, their attacks were more frenzied and fierce, and their movement speed increased. The cannons of the Divine Arms Battalion were no longer effective.
Under the protection of Gao Qiu, Lin Wanrong was some distance away from the lake. He carefully observed for a while before he found a boat in the middle of the lake. There were only four or five people on it, who seemed to be the commander of the White Lotus Army.
"Brother Gao, my eyes are not good. Help me take a look. Are there any women on that boat? "Lin Wanrong asked Gao Qiu.
Gao Qiu also noticed the boat. He stared at it for a while and shook his head. "There doesn't seem to be a woman. Brother Lin, why are you looking for a woman?"
Nonsense, what else could he do with a woman? Of course, it was to be his wife. Knowing that Xian 'er was not on the ship, Lin Wanrong let out a long sigh of relief and shouted to Saint Li, "Aim at that ship. Fire both cannons at the same time. We must hit him and sink him! "
"Roger!" Saint Li roared and quickly turned the cannon around. He aimed at the small boat that General Lin had pointed out and fired two shots at it. Unfortunately, the pirate's boat was moving very fast and the two cannons missed.
Damn, these guys were even more cunning than rabbits. Lin Wanrong took out his gun from his cup. He aimed at the people on the ship from afar. Unfortunately, the distance was too great, and the flintlock was useless for the time being. Gao Qiu saw him take out that mysterious short weapon again and asked in confusion, "Brother Lin, what weapon is that?"
"It's an invincible hidden weapon!" Lin Wanrong chuckled. He loaded the gun, carefully examined it for a while, and put it back into his pocket.
Gao Qiu was puzzled, but before he could say anything, he heard Hu Bugui shouting, "The enemy has come ashore, brothers, get ready — —"
Lin Wanrong hurriedly looked in the direction of the voice. After paying a huge price of casualties, the White Lotus Army's boat finally reached the shore. The soldiers surged up like a tide. These soldiers had a white scarf wrapped around their heads. Their movements were swift, their expressions fierce, and one look was enough to tell that they were not ordinary people.
My god, who designed this hairstyle for the White Lotus Sect? Why do they have to pretend to be Arabs? Lin Wanrong hurried to Hu Bugui's side. "Brother Hu, how is it?"
Hu Bugui's face turned solemn. "General Lin, the White Lotus Army is well-trained, and today's battle was not easy. But the men of the three armies are not easy to deal with. Today, we will fight them to the end and never back down. "
Don't, don't fight to the end. If you can't win, then run. That's the smart thing to do. As for the divine machine cannon, it's cumbersome and ugly. If it's lost, then so be it. At most, I'll ask Old Xu to move quickly. What can the White Lotus Army do?
As his thoughts ran wild, he heard Du Xiuyuan yell, "Change formation — —"
After a few rounds of arrows, the White Lotus Army rushed to the front of the imperial army. The arrows of the Divine Machine Battalion were no longer effective, and the spear soldiers of the infantry battalion were the first line of defense.
Hu Bugui pointed with his long blade and shouted, "Boys, charge with me — —" He held the long blade in his hand and rushed to the front, casually knocking down two bandits. His beard stood up and he looked like a black-faced Zhang Fei. His imposing manner was very imposing and awe-inspiring. Behind him was the youngster Xu Zhen. Although he was young, he was not careless. His long sword flew and in the blink of an eye, he had already killed several White Lotus Army soldiers. Behind them were the elite soldiers that Hu Bugui had specially trained. Based on the Shandong soldiers, they were mixed with the best of the Zhejiang soldiers. The two of them formed a group and cooperated with each other. They were the most powerful group of people in Lin Wanrong's three battalions.
When the two armies came into contact, there was a loud noise of swords and spears colliding, and the shouts of the soldiers of the two armies rang in the eardrums, mixed with a few shrill screams. A young Zhejiang soldier and a White Lotus Army soldier fell at the same time. Blood flowed down and dyed the river bank red. The companion of the soldier who fell was also a sixteen or seventeen-year-old youngster. Seeing his brother, who was still joking with him yesterday, in the blink of an eye had fallen under the sword and saber, with fear and unwillingness on his face, he seemed to have gone mad. His eyes were bloodshot, and with a loud cry, he threw himself at the opponent with the long sword in his hand. At the same time as he cut down the bandit soldier, he was also cut down by the opponent in the blink of an eye.
The cruel hand-to-hand combat had finally begun. No one knew what would happen between the miscellaneous army of the government and the elites of the White Lotus Sect. These child soldiers were going to experience the test of life and death. Those who fell would never rise again, while those who survived would become the Phoenix of Nirvana.
This was the first time that Lin Wanrong had experienced such a real fight. Although he had brought Hong Xing to fight before, that kind of gangster brawl could not be compared to the real and heroic scene in front of him. Although he had already made up his mind to run away if he could not win, he had never lacked hot blood. Looking at the tragic and stirring scene in front of him, he had a feeling of assimilation, as if only at this moment, he had truly integrated into the army that he was leading. If he ran away today, then he was not fit to be a human.
Looking at the young faces, looking at their slowly falling bodies, looking at their bodies drenched in blood, Lin Wanrong felt as if there was a huge ball of fire burning in his heart. His blood vessels were surging. He suddenly wanted to shout out loud.
He gritted his teeth and suddenly said, "Brother Gao, what do you think of me?"
Gao Qiu was stunned for a moment, not knowing why he would suddenly ask this question. But seeing that his eyes were red and his body was burning like fire, he couldn't help but give him a thumbs up and said, "Brother Lin, you are the most special person I have ever seen."
Lin Wanrong laughed and said, "Brother Gao, well said. Today, I will tell you about my wives. I have a wife in the capital, called Xiao Qingxuan, and a concubine in Jinling, called Qiaoqiao. Also, the second daughter of the Xiao Family has an affair with me. If I sacrifice myself today, please tell them to remember me forever. "
Gao Qiu said loudly, "Brother Lin. Why are you talking about this all of a sudden? What do you want to do? "
"What do I want to do?" Lin Wanrong laughed and said, "Haven't you seen a man kill before?"
He flung his coat and held a long knife in his hand. His entire body was filled with a murderous aura as he shouted, "Brothers! Kill with me! Whoever dares to take a step back is a son of a grandson! "
While everyone was still in a daze, they saw General Lin dashing forward like the wind, charging straight into the White Lotus Society. Gao Qiu was the first to come back to his senses. He shouted, "Kill …" and closely followed behind Lin Wanrong.
Lin Wanrong and Gao Qiu were at the forefront. They met two White Lotus soldiers head-on. With a wave of his hand, the long knife cut off the necks of the two people. A stream of blood shot into the sky and sprinkled on his battle robe.
Seeing this bright red blood, Lin Wanrong's body trembled. He saw a young soldier in front of him pierce through the back of the enemy's chest with a spear, but his own intestines were cut by the enemy's knife. Blood and intestines gushed out violently. "Ah …" Lin Wanrong screamed, waved his long knife, and cut the ambushing enemy into two.
When Hu Bugui and the soldiers saw General Lin's bravery, they were greatly encouraged, and their battle strength doubled. Although they were new soldiers who had just entered the battlefield, they were still locked in battle with the enemy. The casualties on both sides rose sharply. In a short period of time, blood was everywhere, dyeing the entire Mount Weishan Lake red.
Lin Wanrong's subordinates were all weak new soldiers. Although they had undergone training, this was their first time on the battlefield. After holding on for an hour, they had already lost more than half of their men. Seeing the young bodies fall one by one, looking at their unwilling eyes and pained faces, Lin Wanrong's body trembled violently. Waves of blood rushed to his head, and he felt that he was about to explode. The burning beast blood made him unable to think of anything else. There was only one thought in his stomach — Kill!
"F * ck your ancestors …" Lin Wanrong let out an earth-shattering roar. His eyes were blood red, and his long knife waved into an impenetrable wall of knives. In the blink of an eye, he had already cut down several people. His internal strength was tyrannical. As he waved his long knife, it went straight into the enemy's formation. Under his unparalleled ferocity, there was not a single person who could withstand a single blow. Gao Qiu's entire body was covered in the enemy's blood. With the loyal and brave guards by his side, the two of them were like gods of death who had descended from the lower realm. They went straight into the enemy's formation, sweeping everything in their way. In this kind of bloody battle, the so-called martial arts techniques had long lost their use. It all depended on endurance and ruthlessness.
The attacking White Lotus elites clearly did not expect that a ragtag army of old, weak, sick, and disabled people would actually have such combat power. Just as the two sides were in a stalemate, a loud shout suddenly came from the White Lotus Sect. A tall and mighty figure rose into the air and shouted, "I am the number one warrior of the White Lotus Sect, Meng Dou. Who dares to fight with me?"
"Fight your mother." Lin Wanrong, who had long been in a killing frenzy, shouted. He took out the gun in his arms, and did not even need to aim. He just followed his instincts and fired a shot. With a loud bang, a huge flower of blood appeared on the chest of the number one warrior, and he fell from the sky with a crash.
The soldiers on both sides could not believe their eyes. How could the number one warrior, Meng Dou, be shot to death without even fighting for one round?
"General Meng is dead." The White Lotus Army suddenly lost their commander and immediately fell into a great panic. Everyone's face revealed a look of horror. Lin Wanrong was taken aback for a moment. I was just casually fighting, this damn general was too useless.
Hu Bugui was ecstatic to see that General Lin had killed the enemy's commander with one shot. He shouted, "General Lin is brave, you have killed the enemy leader. The enemy will be defeated, our army will win, charge! "
The soldiers looked toward General Lin, only to see a gun in his right hand and a blade in his left. His entire body was dyed red with blood, and he stood there like an indestructible God of War.
"Burn your beast blood, avenge the dead brothers," Lin Wanrong shouted in a hoarse voice, with a strong sense of invincibility and coldness.
"Revenge." The excited soldiers, like fierce tigers that had come down the mountain, frantically pounced toward the White Lotus Army. With the enemy leader killed, the morale of the soldiers was high, and the White Lotus Army lost all their fighting spirit. They quickly collapsed and became ghosts under the blade of the soldiers of the three battalions.
"General Lin, our reinforcements have arrived." Du Xiuyuan, covered in blood, came over to report with a face full of joy.
"So be it, do you want me to line the streets to welcome them?" Lin Wanrong threw the long blade to the ground, but there was not the slightest trace of joy in his eyes. After this battle, out of the six to seven hundred soldiers of the three battalions, only less than four hundred people survived. Using the old and weak soldiers to fight against more than one thousand elite soldiers of the enemy, and under the circumstances of a sneak attack, not only did they wipe out the enemy and kill the enemy leader, but they also only suffered more than three hundred casualties. This could be said to be a brilliant victory.
But there was not a trace of joy on Lin Wanrong's face. What fell into his eyes were the faces of the three hundred brothers who had died. They were so young, had not yet tasted the taste of life, and had already fallen to eternal rest in the ground.
There was a soft sound of sobbing and a burst of cursing in front. Lin Wanrong looked over, only to see Xu Zhen covered in blood, his head bowed and wiping his tears, while Hu Bugui was scolding him, "What's there to cry about, it's war, there are always people who die. We have to avenge our brothers, next time we just have to kill more enemies."
Lin Wanrong walked over and said, "Little Xu, what's wrong?"
Xu Zhen said with tears in his eyes, "General Lin, one of my brothers is gone, sob sob."
Xu Zhen was after all a fourteen or fifteen year old child, and fifty to sixty people of the White Lotus Army had died in battle. How could he not be sad?
"You are a soldier fighting for the country, why are you crying?" Hu Bugui scolded.
"Cry, what's wrong with crying? Who said soldiers are not allowed to cry, I also want to cry, what's wrong with that? "Lin Wanrong roared, his eyes red.
When the soldiers saw General Lin's eyes were filled with tears, they could not help but reveal a sorrowful expression. The battle today was so tragic that overnight they had turned from newbies to veterans.
Lin Wanrong's nostrils flared up, shouting, "Du Xiuyuan, Du Xiuyuan."
"Here!" Du Xiuyuan hurriedly said.
"Collect the remains of the fallen brothers, they must be complete, not even a strand of hair can be missing, otherwise they will be dealt with according to military law," Lin Wanrong shouted. Du Xiuyuan hurriedly complied and left.
Hu Bugui came over, saying, "General Lin, the deputy general of the cavalry camp, Di Canghai, has already led five thousand troops over."
Before his voice faded, there was the sound of hurried hooves in the distance, and countless cavalry soldiers had already rushed over. The general at the front had a fair and clean face, a stubborn expression on his face, galloped over, "Is it you who asked for help?"
Just looking at his face made him unhappy, as if he owed him a few hundred taels of silver. Lin Wanrong grunted and did not say anything. Hu Bugui said, "Reporting to General, our army has just fought a fierce battle with thousands of White Lotus army elites, and has completely annihilated the bandits. We are currently checking the results of the battle."
"Completely annihilated? Just based on you bunch of trash transporting provisions? "Di Canghai and the general behind him burst into loud laughter.
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