When the swords and spears saw blood, a fierce battle finally began …
When the houses at the front of Gule Mountain were set ablaze, all the Perfected Ones stationed here knew that the enemy was cunning and fierce. No one in the stronghold would be spared. In this desperate situation, the hundreds of people in the stronghold were united against a common enemy and decided to fight to the death.
Ma Chengta withdrew his men from the front of the stronghold. After a rough count, he found that there were less than a hundred people. Not many of them were killed, but many were burned to death. Looking at the blazing fire in front of him, he gathered the remaining people and gave them weapons, determined to resist to the end. He also had the slaves draw water from the well to wet the buildings at the back of the stronghold, especially the dozen or so tall granaries.
The reason for Zhou Qingfeng's night attack was obvious. He must have discovered Big Jin's attack plan and risked his life to burn the army's rations. Ma Chengta would rather wet all the rations than let Zhou Qingfeng burn them.
But before these arrangements were completed, the soldiers on the other side of the wall cried out in alarm. They said that the enemy had retreated from the front of the stronghold and had made a detour to the wall at the back. Ma Chengta's scalp went numb. He thought that the fire at the front of the stronghold would at least delay the enemy's attack. It would be good if they could burn some of the enemy's soldiers to death. He didn't expect Zhou Qingfeng to react so quickly.
"Don't stand on the stronghold wall." Ma Chengta guessed that Zhou Qingfeng had used some powerful technique. In any case, if the enemy attacked, the stronghold wall would not be able to hold. He gathered a hundred or so soldiers and old and weak people to stand twenty or thirty meters behind the wall. He then arranged the rest of the soldiers behind the soldiers and old and weak people. He didn't expect to win at the moment. He just wanted to kill as many people as possible.
After setting up two lines of defense, Ma Chengta held a large saber and stood at the back. Panting heavily, he shouted fiercely, "Only forward, not backward. It's time to show your loyalty to the Great Khan. Whoever dares to retreat will be killed without mercy! "
In front of the soldiers and old and weak people, there were dozens of slaves who had been forcibly dragged over. These slaves were even bare-handed and didn't know what to do in the face of the stronghold wall. They were only four or five meters away from the wall. They could even hear shovels digging and excited breathing in the darkness outside the wall. They didn't know why the female True Lord Children were acting like they were facing a great enemy, but they knew danger was approaching.
One of the slaves could no longer suppress the fear in his heart. With a hoarse voice, he shouted towards the outside of the walls, "Brothers outside, you are all Han people, right? Stop fighting, we are also Han people behind the wall. Please don't kill us. Once you come in, we will all die. I beg you. "
One person shouted, and the slaves inside the wall immediately wailed. Some even collapsed to the ground, crying and begging. The digging sounds outside the wall stopped for a moment, but they continued after a few shouts. Not long after, the sound of a fuse burning sounded like the King of Hell summoning souls. The slaves felt frightened when they heard it, and they all turned around and fled.
"You're not allowed to escape! You're not allowed to escape!" The remaining Jurchen soldiers and the old and weak immediately rushed forward to suppress them. Their sabers and axes slashed at them, causing blood to splatter all over the ground. But amidst the miserable screams and the display of might, a violent explosion erupted, washing away all the injustices in the world.
In the face of the shockwave from the explosion, whether it was a miserable slave or a fierce master, all living beings were equal. The screaming slaves fell to the ground, and the masters who showed off their might were scared out of their wits. A thick and pungent smoke surged, and the soldiers at the back all retreated in fear. This was also the first time they had seen the power of explosives. They were all inexplicably frightened, and their minds went blank.
Ma Chengta had expected such a powerful attack. Seeing the smoke and dust surging over, he immediately tore a Wild Wind Technique Talisman. The violent tornado and the shockwave from the explosion canceled each other out. The violent airflow swept away the smoke and dust, allowing the female True Lord Soldiers in the last row to clearly see the aftermath of the explosion.
There was a hole over ten to twenty meters wide in the wall, and it was obvious that it couldn't be blocked. There were a few large pits at the base of the wall that had been blown away, and around the holes were corpses or injured people who were about to become corpses.
Ma Chengta had been waiting for this moment. The enemy would definitely rush in through the hole, and there was no way back for them. They could only charge in while the enemy was about to enter. They might even be able to counterattack. After he saw the path in front of him, he shouted to all the soldiers, "Charge out and crush those Han nikanis."
The two Niu Lu soldiers were like taut bowstrings. They knew that they were going to die today, so their morale was high, and they wanted to drag a few more enemies down with them. At Ma Chengta's order, the nearly one hundred people immediately charged out while howling. They also brought along many of the old and weak Niu Zhen who had retreated in fear. Now there were more than two hundred of them charging together.
Outside the hole in the wall, the 'combat engineers' had just retreated. Their morale was high, and they were chatting happily. They felt that with their explosive skills, the spear soldiers would all retreat in the future. They were not as powerful as them. However, when the Niu Zhenren charged out in a frenzy, they immediately revealed their true forms and ran away like frightened rabbits.
The spear soldiers who had finished their formation immediately charged forward. Wu Daimen, who was at the head of the line, had long been suppressing his anger. Seeing the enemy attack, he excitedly waved his long battle-ax in his hand and shouted, "Barbarians, come to me and accept your death!"
Facing the ferocious Niu Zhen soldiers, the two spear platoons of the Imperial Guard advanced steadily. Just as the two sides were about to collide, a huge war machine fell from the sky, and its thick leg smashed into the center of the dense group of Niu Zhen soldiers.
Zhou Qingfeng rode on the huge wolf and charged forward. When he got close, he suddenly jumped, and by the time he landed heavily, he had already transformed into a 'road hog'. His weight of more than three tons smashed into the ground, causing the ground to tremble. The Niu Zhen barbarians around the landing point were howling and charging forward, but a few in the middle of the landing point were trampled to death on the spot. The dozen or so barbarians around them felt that there was nothing under their feet. They bounced up and fell to the ground.
The three-meter-tall mechanical equipment was like a pillar, fearless in the face of the densely packed enemies that surged over like a tidal wave. Against these weaklings who were far weaker than it, the 'road hog' didn't punch with all its strength, nor did it raise its leg and stomp randomly. Instead, it used its most efficient technique.
"I only have ten seconds, I don't have time to play with you!"
As soon as the 'road hog' appeared, it stretched out its arms and legs, elongated its body, and rolled on the ground. Its arms and legs were more than five meters long, and it had a body of more than three tons powered by 200 horsepower. No one could defeat it with just their physical strength and courage. When it rolled on the ground, it was like a steel roller rolling on the ground. No matter how many people pounced on it, they all felt as if they had been squeezed through a juicer.
When faced with such an unreasonable enemy, it didn't matter how many people there were. Breaking bones and tearing tendons was considered a light injury. The real situation was that their stomachs and intestines would spill out, and their flesh and blood would turn into pulp. Flames soared in the village, and the Niu Zhen barbarians, who wanted to fight to the death, rushed out into the darkness. Before their eyes could adjust to the darkness, the 'road hog' that was like a steel roller rolled in front of them.
Block it? That was impossible.
Slash it? They couldn't cut it at all.
Run? It was too late.
The Niu Zhen barbarians that were blocking the road were crushed in the blink of an eye, as if a group of brave ants had been accidentally stepped on by an elephant.
When the ten seconds were up, the 'road hog' just happened to roll to the opening that had been created by the explosion. It suddenly stood up, and Zhou Qingfeng immediately put it away in the special storage space in his storage bag. The flesh, broken limbs, and even various internal organs that were stuck to the body of the 'road hog' lost their attachment to it. They immediately fell to the ground and landed next to Zhou Qingfeng.
The Niu Zhen soldiers had more than two hundred people under their control, and they were so hot-headed that they wanted to fight with their lives on the line. If one of them fought, they wouldn't lose anything, and if two fought, they would gain something. But when it came to the 'road hog', they could only die. Zhou Qingfeng cherished the seeds of the Imperial Guard, and he didn't want them to fight with a bunch of lunatics before they grew up. Therefore, it was his turn to act shamelessly.
In just ten seconds, at least one-fourth of the more than two hundred Niu Zhen barbarians were crushed to death by Zhou Qingfeng. The barbarians that were howling at the back didn't even have the time to figure out what had happened in front of them when they felt their vision go blank, and an extremely strong smell of blood assaulted their nostrils. More than half of the people that had rushed out had died, and they had died very miserably.
The bloody battlefield suddenly fell silent. Both sides felt that it was difficult for them to breathe. Zhou Qingfeng didn't tell anyone that he was going to use this move. After he used it, even his own people were shocked, let alone the enemies. Even the usually daring Wu Daimen was dumbfounded on the spot. He couldn't imagine such a cruel scene no matter how hard he tried.
"What are you waiting for? Charge forward! "Zhou Qingfeng swung his saber, and the sharp edge of the saber cut down an enemy that had been dumbfounded in front of him. The 'dog meat' in the back caught up and charged forward at full speed. It lowered its head and rammed into several Niu Zhen soldiers that were blocking the gap, causing them to fall to the ground. The four wolf cubs ran on the ground and bit the ankles of the enemies, making them lose their balance and jump around.
Seeing Zhou Qingfeng carve out a bloody path in front of them, the fastest to react were the female archers that were stationed on both sides of the gap. They drew their arrows and drew their bowstrings, harvesting the lives of the enemies. They were specifically targeting the unarmored survivors and the old and weak. Taking advantage of the fact that the enemies were scared out of their wits by the 'road robbers', the female soldiers unleashed their killing power to the extreme.
Two rows of spear infantry were in front of them, and in front of them were all kinds of strangely shaped corpses. Many enemies who were on the verge of death fell on the way forward, and they used their twisted wounds and broken limbs to express the misfortune they had encountered. Gao Daniu and Wu Daimen, who were commanding the formation, gulped hard before they shouted, "Assault!"
The so-called 'assault' was to charge forward quickly in a few seconds, then suddenly thrust out the spear in their hands before stopping. This was a move used to deal with heavily armored targets. Even if they couldn't break through the enemy's defense, they had to push the enemy away. Most of the Niu Zhen soldiers that charged out were not fully armored, and it was even harder for the unarmored survivors and the old and weak to resist such a fierce attack.
Two rows of soldiers took large strides forward. The first assault caused a large number of casualties. When the ten spears in the row were thrust out, at least four or five people would be stabbed. If a spear as thick as an egg pierced through their body, they would basically die on the spot.
After the first row finished thrusting forward, the second row rushed through the gap in the first row and thrust forward again. The spearmen in the same row shouted at the same time, exerted strength in their waists and legs, and stretched their arms forward, trying their best to cause the greatest damage. When the second row stopped, the third row immediately surpassed the first two rows and launched the third wave of thrusts.
As the platoon leader, Gao Daniu was at the front of the formation. He held the big iron spear in his hand and kept thrusting forward. This spear was longer and heavier than the spears, and it had a better piercing ability. A white-armored soldier on the opposite side cut off the spearheads of two spears in a row. When he slashed at the big iron spear with his saber, sparks flew from the edge of the saber.
With a crisp clang, the spearhead shook slightly, but the thick saber on the back of the saber couldn't cut off the spearhead. The white-armored soldier watched as the black iron spear stabbed toward him like a venomous snake. He felt that the inconspicuous spearman on the opposite side was quite strong. He must have been strengthened by talismans. Before he could curse that the southern barbarian was too cunning, the spearhead had already broken the iron armor on his chest.
The spearhead went into his body. The white-armored soldier didn't feel any pain, but he lost control of his body and even his limbs. He felt that the spearhead was turning, which was a sign that it was about to be pulled out. Once the spearhead was pulled out, he would definitely fall. At the last moment before his death, the white-armored soldier howled loudly and threw out the thick saber in his hand with all his strength.
The saber flew four or five meters in a whirl, and seemed to have hit the figure on the opposite side. The figure fell down, and the spearhead was separated from the body. The white-armored soldier lost his support and couldn't stand anymore. The moment he fell, he heard a scream from the spearmen on the opposite side.
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