Chapter 7

Long gun hunting, cheongsam with armour, wind and cloud roll down, snowflakes with red.

The solemn and stirring cry resounded through the whole mountain and rushed to the last high slope after class under the leadership of Shi Chang.

"A group of things that don't know how to live or die!"

Cheng Yaojin grinned, urged the fast horse, raised his axe and chopped it straight down from top to bottom.

"Be careful!"

Listening to the shouting behind him, Shi Chang smiled tragically. At this time, whether you are careful or not, can there be any difference.

Rather than flinch, it's better to die and live and give up your life!

"Kill!"

He roared, loosened his left hand, twisted the gun body with his right hand, and pushed forward fiercely.

In a desperate move, his gun had burst out the strongest blow of his life. The tip of the gun drew a cold awn, pierced a falling snowflake, and drew blood from the horse's neck.

The sharp pain startled the war horse with a neighing sound, and the front foot kicked up. Cheng Yaojin shook his hand axe, offset it from his head, and the mouth of the axe fell from his shoulder.

The voice was dull, and the blood was like a spring. A whole arm was immediately cut off by the axe. The hot blood fell on the cold snow and was quickly condensed. The ferocious and bright colors bloomed in Lian Chengyue's eyes, which deeply stimulated his heart that had not yet fully grown.

A hidden force slowly wakes up in the young man's body. A white tiger shines brightly in his blood.

"What length!"

Lian Chengyue roared, jumped out like a cheetah, dragged the length of only one arm with one hand, and hurried back.

"Want to go? You all have to die today! "

Cheng Yaojin smiled grimly and slapped the handle of the axe on the horse's ass. the horse ate pain and moved forward. Regardless of the blood on his neck, he flew two hooves and stepped into the black armour army.

"Stop him!"

When a black armour army roared and let an axe open before the long gun in his hand was sent out, the snow-white brain flower and bright red blood splashed in the snow and fell on his comrades in arms.

With the smell of blood, a sad smell filled the black armour army. Can you walk away?

It's probably impossible. It's inevitable that the whole army will be destroyed!

Those who know that they will die are destined to be sad.

"Form a square array!"

Shi Chang, dragged by Lian Chengyue, suddenly opened his eyes closed because of pain and roared out with blood.

The formation of the black armour army contracted rapidly, and the only 30 people formed a square array. The long guns in their hands were pressed forward slightly to form an angle of 70 degrees, and the sharp muzzle pointed to the coming horseshoes.

"Die!"

Cheng Yaojin roared. An axe fell and broke another man. He even took a gun and let him cut him in half.

"Kill!"

Behind him, dozens of cavalry rushed up the hillside first. Because of the terrain, the attack was immediately blocked, and the speed of the horse's hooves slowed down unconsciously.

"Shoot!"

Lian Chengyue shouted.

Shua!

The sound was neat, the long guns came out, and the ten cavalry who bore the brunt screamed and turned down their horses.

Cheng Yaojin's subordinates are naturally mountain bandits. The weapons in his hands are usually sabers, and the long gun is the most restrained saber. The square array has a miraculous effect on the cavalry charge. In addition, his back is against the hillside to get the advantage of the terrain. Once the horse charge stops, he basically becomes a dead target.

As soon as the people and horses in front fell down, there were several rolling objects on the hillside. The horses behind could not move forward, but were pushed back.

Marching and fighting is different from fighting. Once the formation is broken, it has a great impact. This is all because of too many people. It is similar to the occurrence of stampede events. One person is in disorder, ten people are in disorder, ten people are in disorder, and one army is in disorder.

However, the people who had just rushed up the slope were rushed back by the cavalry above, turned back and retreated one after another, hurried down the hillside, and were trampled to death by horses in a hurry.

The first charge was disintegrated by such 30 people. Although the black armour army also lost 30 people, it was hacked by Cheng Yaojin, which has little to do with his troops.

A thousand men and horses retreated without going up the hillside, which made Cheng Yaojin very angry. As soon as he turned over his axe, he chopped a horse soldier who had climbed up beside him to the ground.

"Escape, capital crime!"

The chaotic people and horses were immediately shocked by bloody means. Cheng Yaojin withdrew his horse slightly. The slope he built was too steep, or the terrain occupied by the black armour army was too good to stand in front of him.

"All cavalry listen, hurry up the mountain, whip up the array, dare to retreat a little, and stand to cut!"

As the order was given, the cavalry at the foot of the mountain shouted, as if they were angry at their retreat just now. They pulled out their close waist knife from their waist and slapped on the horse's ass.

Hiss!

Horseshoe bursts, the wind rushed up the hillside.

"Can you still live today!"

Shi Chang opened his eyes wide and roared. The blood in his mouth coughed up from time to time. He stared at Lian Chengyue and shouted, "it's a doomed situation. You don't have to care about me. You can kill one!"

"What length!" Lian Chengyue, after all, is a young man, and his heart can't bear it.

"As a soldier, it's fate to wrap the body in a suit. Why mourn? Although we die today, we will not lose the reputation of the great Qin Dynasty! "

He quickly suppressed the memory of his distant wife and children before his death. He didn't know where the strength came from. He suddenly propped up on the ground with one hand. The whole man jumped up, pulled out his sword and killed Cheng Yaojin in front of him. He roared, "it's a battle of death!"

"I don't know what to do."

Cheng Yaojin snorted coldly. He used an axe to hold a long accessory. He took out his waist knife and cut off his head.

The cold wind was bleak, and a cavity of hot blood fell on the wilderness and snow desert. His body was still standing, and the long sword in his hand was still on the enemy's axe.

The blood splashed high and excitedly fell on Cheng Yaojin's face. He stretched out his hand and wiped it on his face, revealing a ferocious smile.

The axe in his hand bounced off the weak sword, jumped up and chopped down at the falling body.

He wants to break their fighting spirit.

Poop!

This voice poured into his sweet ears and became the most memorable and painful voice in his life. It sounded in his countless dreams.

It is like a dried quilt, which is neatly torn up. What is separated is not cotton, but splashed blood and internal organs.

"Beast, I fought with you!"

It's always difficult for a man to grow up because he hasn't witnessed bleeding.

He shed blood and tears. Chengyue, with great sadness in his heart, suddenly took a step on the snow. At the place where he landed, the solid ice and snow ground made a brittle sound and cracked.

His body shot out like a strong wind. A little cold awn stood in the front and killed Cheng Yaojin with hatred.

"So fast!?"