The sun hung in the western horizon. It was still a long time before it completely set, but the mountain ridges of Lu Liang were already filled with the sounds of fighting.
Four hundred people surged towards the retreating horse troops and stretched the battle line in this mountain ridges filled with strange rocks and short trees. Blood was thick and the smell of blood filled the air.
For Lu Liang Shan, this kind of situation happened from time to time and was not strange at all. In the territory of the little rattling horse, although their power had already begun to grow and they could not avoid following rules, this kind of massacre was still the norm. There were not many rules in the fighting of Lu Liang Shan. After some greetings, they would all charge forward. Most of the time, they would not even greet each other and charge forward. Then, with their courage, one side would collapse and the other side would begin the massacre. Today was the same. After a simple conversation with Zhao Si, the four hundred people suddenly rushed out and surrounded the ridges. They were like a pack of wolves that had opened the gates. Before they had even begun to fight, their killing intent had already filled the sky.
"Kill — —"
"Leave their heads behind!"
"I will eat them, eat them!"
"Wahhhhhhh — —"
The surging crowd approached with a crazed shout that caused one's heart to tremble!
Lu Liang Shan was different from other places. In this kind of place, the cowards who took advantage of the situation did not have much room to survive. Even if one was timid at the beginning, they would be forced to go crazy in the fierce struggle for survival. The little rattling horse Qiu Mengtang's mountain stronghold was able to make such a name for itself. The minions within it were not mediocre. At least in terms of momentum, if these people were outside, most of them would be desperadoes who did not care about their lives. Especially in the midst of this kind of massacre, the eyes of the crowd were bloodshot and excited. The scene of everyone shouting and screaming was enough to make people who lived in peaceful times tremble in fear.
Some merchants who wanted to take the risk on the road to Lu Liang Shan met such an enemy. Many of them did not even have the thought of resisting when they saw the bloodthirsty eyes. In this kind of excited atmosphere, people went crazy. If they said they would eat people, they would really eat people. Even those who were a bit timid would be swept up in this kind of atmosphere. Even if they were cut by a blade or two, it would not affect their fighting strength at all. Even a small army would not want to fight against such an enemy.
However, on this afternoon, they encountered a tough opponent that they had not encountered for a long time.
What welcomed them on the mountain ridge was not a reef in the raging waves, but more like a huge sponge. The little snapping horse's hands seemed to be glued to the sponge, and then began to strangely disappear in that one-sided fanaticism.
This time, Ning Yi brought more than one hundred and seventy people to Lu Liang. Except for some special technicians, craftsmen, and two fearless cooks, there were about one hundred and twenty people who could fight. They were divided into thirteen teams. When they discovered that the enemy was coming, they had already packed up the luggage that they had put down. Some of them rode on their horses and prepared to move, while the others dispersed into small groups and blocked the mountain ridges. There were about seventy to eighty people in each group. Each group made use of the mountain's terrain to stick together and could coordinate with each other. However, the distance between each group was still several feet apart.
The vanguard of the mountain bandits ran into such a line of defense that was riddled with holes. According to past practice, they should have rushed to the core of the group like quicksilver, but this time, no one rushed over. It was as if they were stuck by eight or nine small groups in the mountains.
Blood kept bursting and exploding. Before the shouts died down, the figures had already fallen. Because the horse team was retreating, each team actually moved back in the fighting, so at the first moment of contact, the battle line on the mountain ridge swayed gently like a wave. At first glance, the mountain bandits under the little snapping horse seemed to be pushing forward in the midst of killing and shouting.
The strange feeling only appeared in the hearts of Qiu Mengtang and others after a few breaths of fighting.
"Kill them! Rush over, rush over! Catch those two people up there! If anyone dares to block the way, split their corpses! Hurry! Hurry! " The little snapping horse, Qiu Mengtang, was in his early thirties. His appearance was originally handsome, but after years of fighting, he had become more sinister and ruthless. In this kind of situation, his roars were enough to make people tremble. But after shouting these words, his eyes lit up and he laughed, "Ha, I actually met a tough one … not bad."
In his field of vision, there were unexpectedly not too many shouts from the other side.
If it was a duel between ordinary experts, loud shouts would only waste the other person's strength. Even if some shouts were made with breathing techniques, it would not be to a frightening degree. But on the battlefield, or in a fight between many people, shouts were extremely important. It could blur one's reason and cause one to become fanatical, forgetting pain and fear. However, in this battle, although there were shouts from the other team, there was no large-scale sound wave. This could only mean that the other side was not under too much pressure. It was as if they were dealing with everything in an orderly manner.
Things like battle formations were not like the games of the future. Once hundreds of people gathered together, it was actually a difficult matter to distinguish who was who. The little snapping horse had fought for so many years, and naturally still had eyesight. But he could only see the soldiers that were blocked and stuck. But if he could see more clearly, he would find that the line where his subordinates rushed up was only blocked, and there was no rebound. It was an orderly killing that occurred at the first moment. The people on this side surged forward, shouting fanatically. But the first group of people had already fallen in the first exchange, either crippled or fatally. The screams were wrapped in the shouts, causing the people in the back to madly rush forward. The horse troops began to retreat at the first moment, and the entire battle line began to pull back, leaving behind corpses and blood that flowed over the people rushing from the back.
Not many people charged through the gaps between small groups because they would suddenly find that their companions beside them had fallen. Even if a small number of mountain bandits let go of their murderous aura and charged in, they would be quickly finished off by flying arrows.
This was the situation in the first moments of battle. When the little snapping horse saw this situation, his eyes lit up. The warhorse under him moved restlessly and was actually quite excited. But soon, he would feel that most of the troubles in the world were caused by women. That was … a feeling he could only feel after he truly regretted it.
Because at this end of the battle line, other than the excited Qiu Mengtang, there were a few figures behind him on horseback watching the battle. Lou Shuwan's figure was wrapped in a cloak. Her expression did not change much, but her hands hidden in her sleeves were actually trembling slightly. Heat like blood rolled in the depths of her eyes.
Her throat moved slightly. Although she had already done many things under Tian Hu's tent, she still didn't understand much about a real battle. At this moment, she was only surrounded by some kind of restlessness and was infected by the bloodthirsty shouts of the mountain bandits. She looked at the figure in the distance, suppressed her emotions, and asked softly, "How is it?"
She felt that her voice did not seem calm, but the others did not seem to notice anything. Beside her, Yu Yulin stood tall and straight, frowning slightly. Tian Shi's warhorse moved a few steps restlessly, and only stopped when Tian Shi pulled on the reins.
"Ha!" The young man called the Third Prince laughed. "These people are quite capable. It looks like they won't be easy to defeat."
"Is … is that so?" Lou Shuwan tried to answer casually and quietly.
Slightly ahead, Qiu Mengtang had already given some instructions to his subordinates, asking them to go back and continue to gather people. Then, he waved his two sabers. "Young ones, follow me and kill!" The warhorse charged towards the front line.
*****
The battle lines collided. Compared to the fanaticism on the other side, Ning Yi's side was eerily calm.
It was not that no one made a sound. In this kind of frenzied killing, it was basically impossible for no one to shout a few words. However, the sounds that rang out were mostly some shouts that were accompanied by breathing, or the explosive shouts of killing enemies. There were also people who began to laugh wildly and show off after killing a few people. However, it was drowned out by the crazed roars of the other party. This side was really too calm.
"… Go!"
"Stop! Reinforce the seventh team! "
"Meng Shan, hurry up —"
"Don't — come —"
"Get out of here —"
Zhao Si waved his steel saber and wanted to rush forward to fight, but then he was pulled back by Ning Yi and the others. "Zhao Si Ye, we still need you to lead the way." Then, he stayed at the back and watched the scene as they retreated and fought with ease. In reality, the people in this team were either repentant people like Nie Shan who came down from Liangshan, or experts like Tian Donghan who were already famous in the Jianghu. Even if they were the weakest in martial arts, they were not weak.
For Nie Shan and the others, after experiencing those things in Lone Dragon Hill, their killing instincts were still there, but the pleasure they obtained from killing was gone. After going through such a concentration camp transformation, the core of their character had been distorted. Their worldview was forcefully destroyed and reshaped, moving towards the other extreme. A small half of these people had already begun to read Buddhist scriptures. They loved to help others and do good deeds, and most of them used self-mutilation to train their martial arts. This kind of person was very simple when it came to killing people. He wouldn't even shout anything.
Ning Yi was not a philanthropist. Of course, he did not want to teach a group of monks. Thus, in the usual ideological education, the discussion of various principles was very important. What we should cherish, what we should protect, why we should kill, why we should fight — these were the core of our thinking. Because of this, most of the people's combat power was preserved.
For Tian Donghan and the others, they were already experts in the Jianghu. If they were to encounter a big battlefield, they would be like ants, and perhaps they would not be able to control their emotions. But right now, the problem was that the battlefield was too small.
If it was really on the battlefield, when thousands of people formed a formation and charged, there would be people all around. Other than moving forward, there was no room to maneuver. Whether one's horse stance was stable or not, and whether one's blade could kill was the only criterion. If one wanted to live, other than some more subtle life-saving methods, one could only rely on the will of the heavens. But right now, the charge of more than four hundred people seemed to cover the entire mountain range, but in reality, it was just a big fight. As long as there was room to maneuver, and they did not encounter the overwhelming saber light that was like a raging tide, experts were still experts.
Without the cooperation of other troops, without any encirclement, without the cover of arrows, the other party's hysterical cries were basically a stupid waste of energy for the people on this side. Blood and courage were admittedly praiseworthy, but when it came to a life and death battle, they really did not feel too much pressure when encountering this kind of charge of scattered troops.
"There is no order." Ning Yi covered his eyes with his hand, "Is this the first batch of people?"
"If there are only these people, we can directly keep them here." Zhu Biao also stretched his neck to look.
"A strong dragon cannot suppress a local snake. Mister Zhao said just now that there are still one or two thousand people in the village of Xiao Xiang Ma. Kill them until they are afraid, and try to move as far as possible … What I am curious about is why this brother Xiao Xiang Ma suddenly attacked me. Who did I offend? "
"Uh, based on what you have been doing, it is really not easy to guess …" Zhu Biao thought, and his expression was a little embarrassed. He could only wave his hand heroically, "Anyway, no matter how many they come, we will take them all. Brother Ning, didn't you also have the idea of letting everyone train in the north this time? "
"Tsk, although there must be a reason for it, but … haha, forget it, I also can't think of who it could be …"
The killing over there was fierce, but the attitude of the two people here was really a little strange. Zhao Si listened to the conversation between the two, and then looked at the killing field over there, his eyes filled with confusion. On the other side of his field of vision, he saw Xiao Xiang Ma rushing over. The two blades in his hands were like lightning, rushing straight to a small team in front of him and killing them. Zhu Biao saw this scene, and pointed over there, "That is Xiao Xiang Ma?"
Zhao Si nodded, "That's right, he has a quick blade, and is very powerful. In these two years …"
He was still introducing when the team fighting with Xiao Xiang Ma had already been scattered, and only stopped after retreating several feet away. There were people injured, but even Qiu Mengtang did not dare to rush into the gap that had been torn open. On the other side, Zhu Biao lifted his spear and mounted the horse, twisting his neck, "That's good, then I will go kill him."
He lowered his body, and the warhorse charged, its iron hooves flying, killing to the side of the battle line. The first bandit to stop him rushed up, and then his entire body flew high into the air. The warhorse's speed did not decrease at all, and it tore out a sea of blood from the side of the mountain ridge as it charged towards Qiu Mengtang.
Zhao Si looked at this scene dumbfounded. Although he had also participated in the battle at Green Wood Stronghold, and Lu Hongti's martial arts were a level higher than Zhu Biao's, in terms of the momentum of riding a horse on the battlefield, Hongti was a woman after all, and could not compare to Zhu Biao, this arrogant youth who was in a complete mess.
"Qiu Mengtang!" Zhu Biao shouted, like a child playing, "Give me your head —"
Qiu Mengtang replied, "F * ck your mother!"
Ning Yi looked at this scene and patted Zhao Si's shoulder, "Fourth Master Zhao, this is you bowing your head, I want you to think, is there such a terrain nearby …"
On the other side of the battlefield, Yu Yulin looked at the changes on the entire battlefield, and his gaze turned serious. He had more experience in leading troops, and could see the entire situation better. At this moment, he said in a low voice, "This battle is not so simple. Third Prince, Miss Lou, I think we should call our own people over."
This time, they had brought more than three hundred people into the mountain, and they were all elites under Tian Hu's command. This was their real strength. Lou Shuwan glanced at him, her gaze puzzled. Tian Shi, on the other hand, was someone who liked to show off. Seeing that Qiu Mengtang seemed to be at a disadvantage, he was rather happy, "Good, it's time to let these horses see our strength."
Lou Shuwan didn't understand the situation on the battlefield, and thought for a moment, then said, "If it's really so troublesome, should we … forget it?"
Yu Yulin glanced at her and smiled proudly. "Of course there will be some difficulties, but giving up halfway is not the behavior of a hero. Miss Lou, you don't have to worry too much. Since we have decided to take action, the Third Prince and I will teach you about the battle formation."
Tian Shi laughed heartily, "That's right. Also, it's very necessary to let Qiu Mengtang see our strength. It's a pleasant surprise that this person is so troublesome. Miss Lou, no matter what grudges you have with this person, that's before the battle. After the battle, it's the matter of us men. Just let us go and watch! "
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