Chapter 483
Chapter 483
Chapter 483
The sound of shouting and killing tore through the night sky, the flames were boiling, and the smoke and dust filled the air. The real decisive battle now officially kicked off.From a high place next to the col, someone started throwing the ignited sepak takraw ball down, this is to use fire attack in this narrow space.
Although the interior of the col is not small, it is more than enough to accommodate 2000 people, but it is very easy to force more than [-] people out due to the smoke.
These 2000 people are the only remaining main force of the rebel army.
When the officers and soldiers clashed with the remaining rebels, some people resisted hysterically, some cried because of their injuries, and some tried to surrender.
But on this night's battlefield, killing became the theme after all.
When Liu Song fell, a group of leaders fell, lost their backbone, lost their base, and the rebels, who had been fleeing and falling for tricks, had no morale.
Although there is another saying that mourning soldiers must win, the rebel army at this time can't show the momentum of mourning soldiers at all. When the people in Daqingshan led the officers and soldiers, they pressed them into the col with their blood feud, and fought in a scuffle. What remained among them were corpses and stumps one by one.
There are also a small number of people who are trying to take revenge or try to break out of the encirclement. In the current situation, they are struggling to tear the entire encirclement, but they have not been able to organize an attack with too much force.
After losing the leader and chairman Gu, the remaining Hill of the rebel army has lost all hearts and fears. Even if they want to survive, they can only struggle tenaciously. Under the siege of large areas, Soon it was submerged.
When Yang Liu came out of the tent, what he saw was the boiling sea of people fighting among the mountains ahead.The injury on his body was serious. After bandaging and treatment, his whole body was still aching and weak, but he just rested for a while, and the throbbing in his heart prompted them to come out and take a look.
A soldier followed them silently. Yang Liu was still injured in the melee before. There was no way. His group of people was completely out of touch, and they were beaten by a group of people.
To say that Yang Liu is also a bold man of high skill, he survived under the hands of five rebel leaders, and even beheaded three of them. Of course, Yang Liu was also seriously injured because of this. , Willow is likely to hang up too.
They walked up a small dirt slope.
In the area of the mountain depression ahead, countless torches and battle flags were mixed together, and the final decisive battle still looked a bit tragic.
Arrows flew across the sky, and fireballs rolled down from the cliffs on both sides of the col. Among the people who rushed out from the inside trying to fight hard, were those faces that seemed somewhat familiar.
In front of the rebels, the people from Daqingshan rushed forward and killed the hardest, but the valley is not wide after all, some people can pass, while others are arranged behind.
Along the way, among the soldiers, some were hysterical with excitement, some laughed with red eyes, and some had fierce faces, shouting to go over and kill people.
For everyone in Yangjiazhuang, this is a feast of revenge.
Some people were injured and carried back, and as Yangliu passed by, a man with a broken arm could be heard shouting on a stretcher:
"I took revenge! I killed two! I took revenge, those bastard White Lotus Sect rebels..."
He didn't know who he was avenging for, and he cried out while talking, although the cry was weak, it was mournful, the doctor who followed him tried to calm him down, but he couldn't stop it.
Finally, it was carried to a distance, and there was no sound, and it is unknown whether it passed out or passed out.
The corpses of Liu Song and others were still placed near the wooden platform.
For Yang Liu, it was hard to tell what kind of mood he was in. Although he wanted to kill the members of the White Lotus Sect to avenge his dead relatives at the beginning, but after he actually killed these people, he didn't seem to be so happy. happy.
Just like this person who killed someone just now, he felt that he had taken revenge, but what can he do if he took revenge, his dead relatives are still dead, and cannot be brought back to life because of this.
Strictly speaking, in war, for everyone, there is no way to say whether he is right or wrong. After all, on the battlefield, the will of all individuals must be subordinate to the will of the entire army.
Yang Liu shook his head, and cleared these messy thoughts from his mind. He is not the kind of sentimental person. Those just now are just out of feelings. Next, we should pay attention to the future war.
He could see that the current battlefield was already a merciless war of annihilation.
To drive people to death, even if the rebels can't organize a unified army, they will have to pay a price if they want to kill them all. In the reddish eye sockets, the necessity of this annihilation battle can be found.
And a little further to the front, they saw the fight that dominated everything with one hand, eh, just moved a chair like that, and sat on the noisy battlefield.
It was also a small dirt slope, and there was no light under the big tree. He sat there with his head slightly raised against the back of the chair, not knowing what he was thinking, his whole body seemed to be embedded in that darkness.
The shield-holding guards tried to protect him from front to back, from left to right, and a little further ahead were the people from Daqingshan, and on the rebel side, there were also people who could discover this place, led by the black-faced Yan Luo and others, struggling and screaming Come on, I want to kill here.
In the trend of fewer and fewer people around him, he had to fight to create a bloody path.
And Lin Fan just sat in the darkness, not knowing what he was thinking.
Looking at him like that, it looks like a fight here, and it has nothing to do with him.
Yang Liu looked at Lin Fan, and couldn't help admiring in his heart, his brother-in-law really had the demeanor of a general, this was a battle ahead, and his face didn't change, it was obviously because of his extreme confidence in this war, that's why he was so calm .
In the darkness, the smell of blood lingered in his nostrils. When the sound of killing came, Lin Fan kept turning the bracelets in his hands. The bracelets were like rosary beads, turning one by one in his hands.
It was the black-faced Yan Luo who yelled from afar, but Lin Fan didn't want to listen to what he yelled.
Some emotions, from the moment the steel knife pierced Liu Song's body, surged up from his heart, loosening the cornerstone of reason in his heart, but it didn't matter after all.
Lin Fan felt these things quietly, sadness and anger overlapped together, this was something he had been suppressing in his heart.
Murder, arson and being recruited, this kind of thing must never happen, otherwise it would be a joke if the people below followed suit.
(End of this chapter)
The sound of shouting and killing tore through the night sky, the flames were boiling, and the smoke and dust filled the air. The real decisive battle now officially kicked off.From a high place next to the col, someone started throwing the ignited sepak takraw ball down, this is to use fire attack in this narrow space.
Although the interior of the col is not small, it is more than enough to accommodate 2000 people, but it is very easy to force more than [-] people out due to the smoke.
These 2000 people are the only remaining main force of the rebel army.
When the officers and soldiers clashed with the remaining rebels, some people resisted hysterically, some cried because of their injuries, and some tried to surrender.
But on this night's battlefield, killing became the theme after all.
When Liu Song fell, a group of leaders fell, lost their backbone, lost their base, and the rebels, who had been fleeing and falling for tricks, had no morale.
Although there is another saying that mourning soldiers must win, the rebel army at this time can't show the momentum of mourning soldiers at all. When the people in Daqingshan led the officers and soldiers, they pressed them into the col with their blood feud, and fought in a scuffle. What remained among them were corpses and stumps one by one.
There are also a small number of people who are trying to take revenge or try to break out of the encirclement. In the current situation, they are struggling to tear the entire encirclement, but they have not been able to organize an attack with too much force.
After losing the leader and chairman Gu, the remaining Hill of the rebel army has lost all hearts and fears. Even if they want to survive, they can only struggle tenaciously. Under the siege of large areas, Soon it was submerged.
When Yang Liu came out of the tent, what he saw was the boiling sea of people fighting among the mountains ahead.The injury on his body was serious. After bandaging and treatment, his whole body was still aching and weak, but he just rested for a while, and the throbbing in his heart prompted them to come out and take a look.
A soldier followed them silently. Yang Liu was still injured in the melee before. There was no way. His group of people was completely out of touch, and they were beaten by a group of people.
To say that Yang Liu is also a bold man of high skill, he survived under the hands of five rebel leaders, and even beheaded three of them. Of course, Yang Liu was also seriously injured because of this. , Willow is likely to hang up too.
They walked up a small dirt slope.
In the area of the mountain depression ahead, countless torches and battle flags were mixed together, and the final decisive battle still looked a bit tragic.
Arrows flew across the sky, and fireballs rolled down from the cliffs on both sides of the col. Among the people who rushed out from the inside trying to fight hard, were those faces that seemed somewhat familiar.
In front of the rebels, the people from Daqingshan rushed forward and killed the hardest, but the valley is not wide after all, some people can pass, while others are arranged behind.
Along the way, among the soldiers, some were hysterical with excitement, some laughed with red eyes, and some had fierce faces, shouting to go over and kill people.
For everyone in Yangjiazhuang, this is a feast of revenge.
Some people were injured and carried back, and as Yangliu passed by, a man with a broken arm could be heard shouting on a stretcher:
"I took revenge! I killed two! I took revenge, those bastard White Lotus Sect rebels..."
He didn't know who he was avenging for, and he cried out while talking, although the cry was weak, it was mournful, the doctor who followed him tried to calm him down, but he couldn't stop it.
Finally, it was carried to a distance, and there was no sound, and it is unknown whether it passed out or passed out.
The corpses of Liu Song and others were still placed near the wooden platform.
For Yang Liu, it was hard to tell what kind of mood he was in. Although he wanted to kill the members of the White Lotus Sect to avenge his dead relatives at the beginning, but after he actually killed these people, he didn't seem to be so happy. happy.
Just like this person who killed someone just now, he felt that he had taken revenge, but what can he do if he took revenge, his dead relatives are still dead, and cannot be brought back to life because of this.
Strictly speaking, in war, for everyone, there is no way to say whether he is right or wrong. After all, on the battlefield, the will of all individuals must be subordinate to the will of the entire army.
Yang Liu shook his head, and cleared these messy thoughts from his mind. He is not the kind of sentimental person. Those just now are just out of feelings. Next, we should pay attention to the future war.
He could see that the current battlefield was already a merciless war of annihilation.
To drive people to death, even if the rebels can't organize a unified army, they will have to pay a price if they want to kill them all. In the reddish eye sockets, the necessity of this annihilation battle can be found.
And a little further to the front, they saw the fight that dominated everything with one hand, eh, just moved a chair like that, and sat on the noisy battlefield.
It was also a small dirt slope, and there was no light under the big tree. He sat there with his head slightly raised against the back of the chair, not knowing what he was thinking, his whole body seemed to be embedded in that darkness.
The shield-holding guards tried to protect him from front to back, from left to right, and a little further ahead were the people from Daqingshan, and on the rebel side, there were also people who could discover this place, led by the black-faced Yan Luo and others, struggling and screaming Come on, I want to kill here.
In the trend of fewer and fewer people around him, he had to fight to create a bloody path.
And Lin Fan just sat in the darkness, not knowing what he was thinking.
Looking at him like that, it looks like a fight here, and it has nothing to do with him.
Yang Liu looked at Lin Fan, and couldn't help admiring in his heart, his brother-in-law really had the demeanor of a general, this was a battle ahead, and his face didn't change, it was obviously because of his extreme confidence in this war, that's why he was so calm .
In the darkness, the smell of blood lingered in his nostrils. When the sound of killing came, Lin Fan kept turning the bracelets in his hands. The bracelets were like rosary beads, turning one by one in his hands.
It was the black-faced Yan Luo who yelled from afar, but Lin Fan didn't want to listen to what he yelled.
Some emotions, from the moment the steel knife pierced Liu Song's body, surged up from his heart, loosening the cornerstone of reason in his heart, but it didn't matter after all.
Lin Fan felt these things quietly, sadness and anger overlapped together, this was something he had been suppressing in his heart.
Murder, arson and being recruited, this kind of thing must never happen, otherwise it would be a joke if the people below followed suit.
(End of this chapter)