Different from Qingyuan City, the black flag army encountered a very tenacious resistance in Fengping. After entering Qingyuan, there was no fierce street battle, but there was a fierce fight in every street in Fengping, which was unprecedented. Although the number of Fengping garrison was seriously insufficient, they did not choose to give up in the face of the enemy's attack.
Han Qun and Yu Mingli and others fought back and forth with the black flag army one street by one, and almost every street was covered with corpses.
When Fang Xie entered the city, the black flag army pushed less than one-third of the city.
"Lord, Fengping garrison is very tenacious. Our people can't even occupy any street smoothly!"
Chen Dingnan came back with blood. He was panting. He didn't know how many people's blood had been stained on his hands, and how many black flag soldiers died here.
"Don't pay attention to the enemies Garrisoning the streets except the important places. Organize troops to take the city master's house, granary and storehouse. I'll let others fight in other places."
Chen Dingnan took orders, turned and ran back.
"Qilin, Nie Xiaoju!"
"Yes!"
Fang Xie said: "Take my own soldiers and the people of the Jingbu camp to seize the streets occupied by the Fengping garrison every 100 people. The people of the Jingbu camp are good at this kind of street fighting. I have trained myself for several years, and they should come in handy. What I want to see before dark is that the whole Fengping has been cleaned up. If I can't fight well, the people of the Jingbu camp are not qualified to receive twice as much military pay as others ! so are my own soldiers! "
"Here!"
Qilin and Nie Xiaoju answered and rushed out with the private battalion and the Jingbu camp.
"Where is Xiaoqi school!"
Chen Xiaoru, who had just returned from Peicheng with the army, immediately ran over: "my subordinates are here!"
"The people who took you sealed the doors of all the officials and big families. Someone resisted and killed to clean up the experts in the city. If you encounter difficulties, please help daozun!"
"Here!"
Chen Xiaoru took orders and left.
Fang Xie and a group of people continued to move forward, and all they heard was the sound of killing. The whole city was filled with a strong smell of blood, which stimulated people's nose and their animal nature. People were killing everywhere. The black flag sergeants angered by the tenacity of the garrison pressed forward like beasts, stepping on blood every step.
Qilin led the private battalion and Nie Xiaoju led the Jingbu battalion to clean up the garrison on the street. The number of these two troops was not large. Fang Xie's private battalion had only more than 1000 people, while the Jingbu battalion had only 1500 people, but these soldiers were carefully selected one by one and trained by Fang Xie for several years.
In fact, this is a real special operations force.
On a street, a hundred households of a Jingbu battalion with 100 elite soldiers appeared at the corner of the street. Every other section of the street was blocked by military desks, chairs and sundries, forming barriers one by one. The determined defenders stood behind the barriers and held the weapons in their hands tightly.
"We dress better than ordinary soldiers and take more than ordinary soldiers. Why?"
One hundred families named Nalan dingdong were born in the northern Liao Dynasty. Nalan is the largest surname in the northern Liao Dynasty besides the surname of Wanyan. Many of the important officials under Wanyan Yong, a great Han in the northern Liao Dynasty, came from the Nalan family and have a high position in the northern Liao Dynasty. Nalan dingdong was once a warrior under Wanyan Chongde. He was seriously injured when he fought with Fang Xie in the northwest, so he missed returning with Wanyan Chongde It belongs to northern Liaoning.
After his injury, he stayed and worked in the baggage camp all the time. After recovering for several years, he became strong again. Then he ran to the Jingbu camp to sign up. Nie Xiaoju saw his ability and stayed. The 100 households in the Jingbu camp were not appointed, but had a competition every six months. The winner would replace the previous 100 households. If the 100 households in power were three in a row Once won, it was promoted to a thousand households.
Nalan dingdong was lucky enough to join the elite infantry camp. He soon caught up with the martial arts competition in the camp. He easily won the military strategy and martial arts competition, and was promoted to a hundred households by Nie Xiaoju.
In order to better adapt to life among the Han people, Nalan dingdong cut off his big braid and left his hair style the same as that of the Han people. However, looking at his eyes and face, he can still distinguish his blood lineage from that of the Han people.
Nalan dingdong, who is nearly 30 years old, has a beard and a magnificent figure. Although he is not as aggressive and abnormal as Nie Xiaoju and Qilin, he has a shocking explosive power. When he fought, he still maintained the habits of the northern Liao people. When he rose, he would take off his clothes and rush forward with a knife in his bare arms.
He asked, and the soldiers behind him answered with one voice: "because we are strong!"
"Yes"
Nalan dingdong said loudly, "because you are strong, you get more from others! But now no one knows that you are strong, only you know! Who will tell me what is the easiest way to tell others that you are strong!"
Someone replied, "kill all the enemies!"
"Go!"
Nalan dingdong pointed forward the machete more than one and a half meters in his hand: "let everyone know why people in Jingbu camp take more than others!"
A hundred soldiers of the elite infantry battalion, every five of them divided into a small team, rushed into the street alternately. The garrison behind the first barrier immediately released feather arrows, and the people of Jingbu camp approached the enemy at an amazing speed with the help of terrain and flexible skills.
Each of them acted like a cheetah. They didn't slow down because of the terrain or the enemy's obstruction. Jumping, tumbling, dodging, all actions are completed in the process of high-speed forward rush. If someone can record this picture, he will still be deeply shocked when watching it again.
The faces of the defenders began to change. Each of the 70 or 80 soldiers behind the first barrier sent out at least two feather arrows, but no one was hurt at all!
And those murderous beasts have come near.
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Nalan dingdong put the chopping saber aside and began to rush forward. He turned sideways to avoid an oncoming feather arrow. He buckled his hands on the wall, just like a cheetah buckled the trunk. His feet kicked fiercely, and his body rushed forward four or five meters like a shell.
After landing, the cat dodged the second feather arrow in the tumbling, and then ran forward with its waist. After holding his hands on a table, he swept over, swung forward in mid air, wrapped his legs around the neck of a garrison, twisted his body by inertia, and a few clicks came from the soldier's neck.
The reason why he gave up the saber was that it was too long to affect his action, but it didn't mean that he didn't have a sharp weapon to kill. He took a dagger from the leather bags on both sides of his waist, held the knife in both hands, and turned his body to kill the guards.
A garrison soldier waved a knife and cut it. The knife was raised. Nalan dingdong's dagger in his left hand had stabbed into his armpit, and then pushed the garrison soldier back three steps. In the three steps, the dagger in his right hand stabbed the garrison soldier's heart at least six or seven times.
It's so fast that people's eyes can hardly keep up.
The second garrison soldier swept across from the back. Nalan dingdong seemed to see it. He bowed his head and hid in the past. The knife cut directly on the dead garrison door in front and cut off half of his skull. Nalan dingdong squatted and turned. In the process of rotation, the dagger in both hands scratched back and forth on the belly of the second garrison soldier. In an instant, blood and internal organs gushed out and hung on the soldier's belly.
The next second, his dagger crossed the neck of the garrison soldier, and a blood line was carried in the air.
The next second, the dagger in his left hand pierced the throat of a garrison soldier, and the dagger in his right hand pierced the eye socket of another man. He was like a top, spinning back and forth in the crowd, but the garrison soldiers couldn't touch him at all. In just two minutes, at least seven or eight garrison soldiers were turned over by his dagger.
Elsewhere, the soldiers of the Jingbu battalion are also staging such massacres.
The first barrier was soon broken down. Seventy or eighty defenders failed to fight one life for another like their dead paoze. Most of them were turned over without even seeing their opponents' looks, and they never had a chance to stand up again. The soldiers of the elite infantry battalion are too fast, both running and killing.
They know how to kill like the back of their hand, and can flexibly avoid the enemy's attack. Facing such an opponent, the garrison soldiers had no way.
Without losing one person, the Jingbu battalion of the two groups killed 70 or 80 defenders.
On average, each person killed seven or eight people in less than three minutes.
"Shoot an arrow!"
A garrison climbed onto the roof and began to shoot arrows at the soldiers of the Jingbu camp, but the people of the Jingbu camp avoided all the feather arrows with the help of the eaves of the streets on both sides. A soldier of Jingbu battalion squatted down and put his hands on the bridge. Another soldier raised his feet and stepped on his hand bridge. The soldiers below lifted up with force. The second soldier went up to the roof lightly.
He was like a wolf jumping into the sheep. In the face of those archers who were very weak in defense and close combat, he gave full play to his killing skills. Each blow of the dagger in his hand can send an enemy to the underworld, and six or seven archers on the roof are cleaned up in an instant.
The defenders behind the second barrier don't look frightened and shocked. Before, they made the black flag army pay a great price with tenacious defense, but later the infantry of the black flag army withdrew, and the people who came up were so abnormal. The way of fighting was so strange that he felt he couldn't trace the path of those enemies.
Because those people have no track to find.
In his surprised eyes, the enemy with two daggers fell down from the roof like a winged eagle. Don't turn around and cut it out with a knife, but he turned too slowly. Being close to Nalan dingdong was tantamount to being sentenced to death. What's more, he was approached from behind by Nalan dingdong.
You should know that when Fang Xie's cultivation is insufficient, what he is best at is close combat. In the face of a strong enemy, he can only win close. Fang Xie's experience caused him to fight to death almost every time, either the enemy or him. Therefore, Fang Xie has rich experience in close combat. These perverts of Jingbu camp inherited this rich close-up killing skill from Fang Xie.
Nalan dingdong's two daggers stabbed into the garrison. Don't stick your back on your shoulder blades. As soon as the dagger twisted against the bone, your two arms lost their strength in an instant. Then a dagger was drawn out and stabbed horizontally into his neck, and the tip of the dagger stabbed out from the other side of his neck.
In less than half an hour, hundreds of defenders on this street were cleaned up, and the most incredible thing is that Jingbu camp did not lose a person.
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There are other battlefields in the battlefield. There is no bloody killing and no tragic struggle. Even few people know the existence of this battlefield, because this kind of battle starts quickly and ends faster.
The soldiers of the black flag army were still fighting when Xiang qingniu took people to clean up those well-trained people in the city. He jumped up a tall building, sat on the roof and looked at the city Lord's house. That was the last battlefield. The remaining garrison, led by Han Qu and others, retreated to defend the city's main house, and the number of them has not exceeded 700 or 800.
An old Taoist stood beside him and asked low, "teach, so that we can revive our outlook?"
"Not necessarily"
Xiang qingniu shook his head: "but... What can be guaranteed is that the qingleshan Yiqi view will always exist in the future."
"The leader seems to attach great importance to general Fang."
"He?"
Xiang qingniu said with some emotion after being silent for a while: "he was born to adapt to the troubled times, or... He appeared because of the troubled times."