When the sea of people surged forward, it was as if the mountains were shaking.
The Victorious Army was caught off guard by the actions of the Xia Village's guards. The game on the battlefield had been going on for eight or nine days. The offensive and defensive positions were basically fixed. The number of the Xia Village garrison was less than the Victorious Army. It was basically impossible for them to leave the bunker. No matter how fierce the battle was these few days, it was just one move at a time. Yesterday, when they turned around, they defeated Long Hui's troops and captured this batch of captives. It was indeed a ruthless move. It could also be considered as an unsolvable plot. But … there would always be some exceptions.
When the first few captives refused to move forward, Guo Yaoshi and the others felt that it was a little troublesome. But no one expected that it would be so troublesome. Originally, they wanted to play a ruthless move. But the other side suddenly flipped the chessboard.
At that moment, the other side displayed a sharpness that almost didn't belong to a general. When the captives started to move in the opposite direction, the movements in Xia Village gathered and spread. Then, it became fanatical, dangerous, and covered the mountains and plains. Guo Yaoshi's heart sank. He couldn't think about the meaning of this feeling in his heart. And a little ahead, Liu Shunren, who was riding on a horse and ordering his subordinates to kill the captives, suddenly pulled the reins. His scalp went numb and tightened. He cursed, "F * ck — —"
The sound of killing shook the sky and spread. The evil aura gathered and almost solidified. On the battlefield, fierce shouts could often be heard. It wasn't strange. All the elite soldiers were fierce and resolute when they attacked the enemy. But only under some special circumstances could they hear such heart-palpitating shouts. Sometimes, people would understand once they heard it. It meant that they would not stop until one side was dead. It wasn't the fierce words of ordinary gangsters. It wasn't a method used by ordinary soldiers to scare people and raise morale. It was hatred and determination that came from the bottom of their hearts. For an enemy who could make such a sound, every tooth and every hair of his was dangerous.
The entire Victorious Army was stunned for a moment.
But they were elite soldiers after all. Even though they didn't expect to poke a hornet's nest so early in the morning, when the enemy suddenly smashed the chessboard, the entire army also got into formation in the blink of an eye and rushed forward under the orders of Guo Yaoshi, Zhang Linghui, and the others.
The entire mountain was filled with people. The cavalry spread out like a long dragon. The distance between them was quickly shortened. Then, they collided —
"Ahhhhh —"
With a long saber in hand, Mao Yishan was already in the first line. He shouted and his eyes were bloodshot as he crashed into the ferocious crowd in front of him. In front of him was a resentful soldier wearing a heavy coat who was a head taller than him. Both of them slashed down with their long swords. Beside them, countless swords flashed and blood splattered. They had exchanged blows. Mao Yishan did not stop and crashed into the other party. His slightly numb wrist grabbed the long sword and swung it upwards. The smell of blood splattered on his face. The tall man was knocked to the side. The blade of his comrade next to him fell on his shoulder and went straight to his waist.
As he shouted, Mao Yishan took two steps forward. Behind him, another resentful soldier appeared, brandishing his blade. He took a step forward and swung the blade under the armpit of the man. The man's arm was cut off and blood gushed out crazily. Mao Yishan rushed forward and slashed the man's chest three times in a row. The hilt of the blade smashed hard on the top of the man's head. Only then did the man fall down. His comrade next to him had already rushed forward. Mao Yishan also pounced forward and followed him. His long sword slashed through the stomach of an enemy.
In the pervading smell of blood, there were countless swords flashing in front of him. His will was fanatical, but the thoughts in his mind were surprisingly cold. An enemy next to him slashed at him, but he raised his hand to block his arm. When the Liaodong man kicked at him, he also raised his long saber and stabbed at the other man's leg. The saber directly pierced through the man's thigh. Before the man fell down, Mao Yishan's companion next to him split open the man's ribs with a saber. Mao Yishan grabbed the man's arm and pulled the saber back with force. Then, he stabbed the man's stomach and tore it open with a swoosh!
"… Eat them!"
When he recalled that shout, he shouted as well. As he ran, he knocked over an enemy, causing him to fall to the ground. The two of them tangled and tore at each other on the snowy ground. When the long saber was pressed under their bodies, the Liaodong man gave Mao Yishan two heavy punches on his body. Mao Yishan also punched back. When he hugged the man tightly, he saw the man's face flash past his field of vision. He opened his mouth and bit down on the man's head.
This bite landed on the man's cheek. The man struggled madly and punched Mao Yishan's stomach twice. Mao Yishan's mouth was already filled with the smell of blood. He exerted force and tore off half of the man's face. The man screamed and struggled fiercely, slamming into Mao Yishan's mouth. The next moment, Mao Yishan's mouth was still biting half of the man's face. He raised his head and slammed into the man's forehead without holding back. He raised his head and slammed it twice more. Then, he got up, grabbed the long sword, and wiped it on the man's stomach. Then, he stabbed the man's neck.
When he raised his head and got up, a soldier of the resentful army was rushing toward him and slashing at his head with his sword. He knelt down and slashed horizontally. The soldier's entire right leg was cut off while he was running. He fell forward with blood. Blood poured on Mao Yishan.
At this moment, his body had become bloody and ferocious like a demon.
What was there to fear about death?
When he raised his sword and rushed forward again, the resentful soldier on the opposite side could not help but take half a step back when he saw his appearance. Then, he raised his sword and slashed at him. However, Mao Yishan had already slashed the soldier's chest!
When people were in a life-and-death battle, their senses were often very subtle. When the tension surged, ordinary people would often feel hot all over, their vision would narrow, and their body coordination would become slow. Sometimes, they would not care about anything else and would trip over things on the ground when they ran. After killing people, Mao Yishan had gradually gotten rid of those negative states. However, it was still impossible for him to face life and death as freely as he usually did during training. Every time he killed someone, the thought of being lucky that he was still alive would flash through his mind. The great fear between life and death still existed in the end.
Only this time, what dominated him was an indescribable thought and feeling. After witnessing the deaths of so many people over the past few days and witnessing the miserable state of those captives, his mood had been suppressed to the extreme. When he heard the order to attack, the only thing left in his heart was a bloodthirsty desire to go on a killing spree. In his eyes, the resentful soldiers in front of him were almost no longer human.
If they were still human, he would be afraid of the swords and spears they swung at him. When their limbs were broken, blood spurted, and internal organs flowed out, he would also feel afraid or disgusted. However, strangely, this time, he did not feel the slightest bit of such a feeling.
The consciousness in his mind had never been clearer, and his control over his body had never been more sensitive. His vision in front of him was astonishingly wide. The swords and spears from the opposite side were just things that he needed to dodge. However, there were so many enemies in front of him, but it only made him feel happy. Especially when he caused damage to the bodies of these enemies. Sticky blood spurted out, and they fell, struggled, and lost their lives. In Mao Yishan's mind, only the appearance of those captives being tortured to death flashed. Then, he felt even more joy.
When the blood poured on his body, it was no longer a sticky feeling. In fact, he yearned for the smell of blood spurting out. Only the fact that blood spurted out from the bodies of the enemies in front of him could slightly quench the thirst in his heart.
He followed his companions and charged towards the human wall in front of him!
Similar situations were happening in many places on the battlefield at this time.
In the foothills on the east side, near the bank of the Yellow River, because the resentful army's defense here was slightly weaker, General Sun Ye led more than a thousand people to attack in the direction of the forest. A large number of swords, shields, and spears pierced towards the weak spots like sharp knives. In the blink of an eye, the bloody path had already extended for a long distance, but at this time, their speed had already slowed down.
The section from the southeast of the camp to the main gate was originally an important position for the resentful army to attack. At this time, the surging tide of people had already turned into a sea of blood. The thousands of people led by He Zhicheng had already suffered great losses in the previous battle. However, the intense battle had also made their tempering the most outstanding. As this wave of fighting came out, everyone forcefully pushed back the enemies who were several times their number as they roared. The battlefield of thousands of people was like a huge meat grinder.
On the side, the cavalry led by Yue Fei had already killed their way into the resentful army. At the main gate, the general called Li Yi was leading his subordinates to this side in the battle. The surviving captives ran over here, and the elite cavalry of the resentful army had already crossed the foothills. Like a huge torrent, they stabbed diagonally towards this side. Before the black-armored cavalry arrived, Li Yi organized a spear formation and charged forward one after another. For a moment, blood was boiling. A large number of cavalry were actually blocked by their companions in this small space. They could not carry out their charge, and then they pushed in other directions.
"Kill —"
Liu Shunren waved his sword and also hysterically commanded his subordinates to charge forward.
The moment the Xia Village's garrison troops attacked, he realized that even if they could win today, it would be a very tragic battle. At that moment, it was not that he did not think of retreating. However, with just a glance back, he knew that this idea did not exist. Medicine Master Guo was looking at him coldly from a high position.
This experienced general would not allow anyone to stab him in the back a second time.
At this moment, Zhang Linghui's and Liu Shunren's troops were all blocked in the middle of the battle line. Liu Shunren's situation was the most dangerous. At this moment, to his west was the ferocious cavalry of the resentful army. Behind him was Medicine Master Guo's troops. The Xia Village's cavalry used the black-armored cavalry to open the way. They were stabbing diagonally from the northeast. They wanted to pass through his army formation and clash with the resentful cavalry. In front of them, only separated by a layer of fleeing captives, the Xia Village's main gate and the southeast army group were charging towards them. At least in this early morning, after the extreme pressure, these troops suddenly exploded with an extremely shocking fighting spirit. The spear formation on the side of the main gate even stopped the resentful cavalry's advance after a crazy battle. Even though because of the terrain, the cavalry could not charge forward, but this was the first time in the entire process of this southern expedition.
No matter what, at this moment, Liu Shunren could only command his soldiers to charge forward bravely. They charged from the side of the captives, hoping to charge into the trenches and horse barriers in front of the Xia Village's main gate. At this moment, the cavalrymen using the black-armored cavalry to open the way were still tearing apart Medicine Master Guo's troops on the side. Once they charged over, the area in front of them would probably become the main area where the two cavalrymen clashed.
In the pervading morning fog, killing, shouting, and the smell of blood were all over the mountains and plains. The vanguard of the resentful army crossed each other in the huge battlefield, foothills, and valleys. Because the resentful army had more people than the Xia Village's army, the battlefield seemed to be in a stalemate at first glance.
Mao Yishan did not know how long he had been killing since he rushed over. He was covered in blood, but he still felt thirst in his heart. The layer of enemies in front of him finally decreased. There were still boiling shouts around him, but other than his companions, most of the people lying on the ground were corpses. As he chopped an enemy to the ground, he stabbed him again. When he raised his head again, there was only one resentful soldier holding a steel knife retreating slightly within a ten feet radius. Mao Yishan and a few others beside him stared at him. They raised their knives and walked forward. That resentful soldier finally shouted and rushed over. He waved his knife but was blocked. Mao Yishan chopped his head. The others also chopped his chest, abdomen, and limbs. Someone used the sharp edge of his long spear to pierce through his chest and back.
"Bastards! Come on — — "
Mao Yishan held his long knife and shouted. He looked around. There was still an intense battle in the distance. Nearby, only eight or nine feet away, the cavalrymen were surging over. Not far away, Pang Lingming raised his knife. This iron tower-like man was also covered in blood. His eyes were fierce and ferocious, "You guys saw it!"
Then someone shouted, "I saw it!"
"Chop them to death — —"
Following such a shout, the leaders of the resentful elite cavalry also turned their attention to this side. Mao Yishan waved his long knife and shouted, "Come on — —"
Pang Lingming also shouted, "Old Wu! Spear formation — — "He shouted," Those in front, come back! Let's kill him — — "
This shout also reminded Mao Yishan. He looked left and right, then sheathed his knife and bent down to pick up a spear from the ground. There was blood and flesh on the spear, and it was held tightly by a resentful soldier. Mao Yishan stomped on it twice. The spear at the back also pushed forward. Someone pulled him and said, "Come over!" Mao Yishan said, "Charge!" In the cavalry formation opposite, a small leader also waved his steel knife towards this side.
Everyone ran, and the spear formation pushed forward like a tidal wave. The horses on the opposite side also rushed forward. The distance between the two sides was not far, so it only took a moment for them to collide with each other. Once the tip of the spear touched the body of the warhorse, a huge force had already surged forward. Mao Yishan shouted and forcefully pressed the handle of the spear into the ground. The spear shaft bent, and blood splattered. Then, he felt his body being hit by something and flew away.
Pain and discomfort surged. In his dazed consciousness, he seemed to hear the sound of horse hooves beside him. He just subconsciously curled up his body and rolled slightly. When he slightly regained consciousness, the cavalry's momentum had been disrupted, and the surroundings were already a scene of slaughter. Mao Yishan stood up shakily. After making sure that his limbs could still move, he stretched out his hand and pulled out his long knife.
Not far away, at this moment, someone also stood up. In his blurry vision, it seemed to be the small leader of the resentful army who waved his knife to command the cavalry to charge forward. He looked at the warhorse that had already been stabbed to death, and turned around to see Mao Yishan. He held his long knife and strode over. Mao Yishan also walked up shakily, and the opposite side slashed down with his knife.
That small leader was also a strong martial artist in the resentful army. He saw that the soldier from Xia Village was covered in blood and was staggering as he walked. He thought that the soldier must have suffered some serious injuries. He wanted to kill him with one slash. However, when this slash came down, Mao Yishan suddenly waved his knife upwards. After drawing a big circle in the air, he suddenly pressed down, and actually pressed the opponent's long knife to the side. Both of them exerted force, and their bodies almost collided. Mao Yishan's head and face were covered in blood. His ferocious gaze was filled with blood, and his mouth was full of blood. He stared at the eyes of the resentful army's leader, and suddenly exerted force. He roared loudly, "Wahhh — —" Blood spurted out from his mouth, and that roar sounded like the roar of a ferocious tiger. The small leader was shocked by this ferocious and ferocious aura, and then, he felt pain in his stomach.
Mao Yishan roared loudly, and pushed him backwards while using force to crush his intestines.
In the early morning, this huge battlefield fell into a stalemate. In reality, the resentful army suddenly suffered a huge amount of casualties as a price. On the hillside, Guo Yaoshi, who had witnessed all of this, gave out orders while anxiously pulling the reins. The warhorse under him unconsciously turned a few rounds because of its master's anxiety.
Guo Yaoshi saw that a large amount of investment couldn't even stop the Xia Village soldiers from advancing at the foothills on the east side. He saw that the cavalry in the middle of the foothills was starting to be blocked by the enemy's spear formation. In the enemy's desperate fight, a portion of the fresh troops had already started to waver and were terrified. Zhang Linghui's thousands of soldiers were forced to the front, and even started to collapse. They wanted to turn around and retreat — — Of course, Guo Yaoshi wouldn't allow this situation to happen.
At the front, Liu Shunren's troops had achieved some results. Perhaps it was because a large number of running captives had slightly weakened the killing intent of the Xia Village soldiers, or because the cavalry charging over had created a huge pressure on the guards near the main gate. Some of the soldiers led by Liu Shunren had already rushed into the trenches and barricades in front of them. His troops at the back were still rushing in, trying to avoid the slaughter of the Xia Village elite cavalry. However …
Guo Yaoshi looked at the trenches from afar, and suddenly thought of something. He shouted to the side, "Give orders to Liu Shunren, let him …" He stopped when he said this.
The warhorse under him turned one round, and he said, "Forget it. Let's see, let's see … "
More soldiers rushed into the trenches.
"Forward! Charge forward — —! All of you, charge in — —! "
Liu Shunren shouted as he rushed through the trenches. The front gate of the Xia Village's camp was wide open. As they had cleverly used the running captives to separate the battle line, and the cavalry on the other side had attracted the main force of the Xia Village army, Liu Shunren found some gaps and launched a fierce attack in this direction. The main force of the Xia Village was rushing out from the inside of the camp, but no matter what, this might be the best opportunity he could find. In this place where the morale was high, when the whole army was charging, it seemed to be normal to make some mistakes and even forget the safety of the formation at the back.
— — He hoped in his heart that this was normal.
Then he stopped at the top of a trench.
There was an explosion.
A violent explosion suddenly rose up in front of his field of vision. Flames, smoke, and rocks rolled. Then, one by one, they flooded over with an overwhelming force. His body froze, and his bodyguards pounced over from the surroundings. Then, the huge force sent him flying.
Guo Yaoshi looked at the sudden explosion in the trenches from afar. In this early morning, the thick smoke and flying dust almost covered the entire area of vision. He opened his mouth and trembled a few times. Finally, he did not make a sound. The core area of Liu Shunren's soldiers was covered in the explosion. On the periphery, the soldiers of the Xia Village finally came over. They were faced with the soldiers of the resentful army who had lost their morale. Near the entire trench area, there was a huge massacre.
Liu Shunren climbed up shakily from the smoke and dust. Most of the surroundings were burnt black. The soil and rocks were turned over. It was loose and soft, making it difficult for people to stand steadily. Similarly, some people climbed up in the darkness. Their bodies were red and black, and some of them came over to Liu Shunren.
The massacre was spreading from the periphery.
Liu Shunren's ears were buzzing. He could not hear many things clearly, but he could already feel the strong smell of blood and death. The surrounding forest of spears, the sword formation, and the tide-like encirclement. When he could finally see the tide of people coming over from the edge of the darkness, someone seemed to squat down on the other side of the smoke and dust column and pointed in his direction. Liu Shunren did not know why, but he seemed to hear that person's words.
"Look, Liu Shunren …"
The soldier spread over, the spear piercing into the body of the bodyguard next to him, and then into his own body. He held the first spear, then the second. The spear forest pierced over, pushing him back. He raised his head, and through the black dust and white fog, he saw a bit of the sky. This was his last consciousness.
Not far away, Ning Yi waved his hand and ordered the soldiers to harvest the entire trench area. "Kill them all, don't leave a single one alive!"
The soldiers spread over.
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