Chapter 649
: Chapter 242: Yuan Shu's Destruction
Chapter 242: Yuan Shu's Destruction ([-])
Yan Ming wiped his face with his hand, and then shook it. Under the sunlight, the red liquid was shining brightly, whether it was sweat or blood.
What he was holding in his hand at the moment was a thick-backed machete. The three-pointed two-edged knife he had been handy had already been chopped off, and he lost it somewhere.
As the leading lieutenant of the first round of boarding the tidal flats, there are 500 men under his command, but now there are less than [-].In his original mind, the so-called landing in this uninhabited wasteland was nothing more than bringing troops up and setting up camp.
However, the order from behind made him send out scouts, and then the ambushes who suddenly appeared halfway up the mountain made his original idea completely a fantasy. [
This tidal flat is not big, apart from a slightly upward-sloping sandy land with a radius of tens of feet, there are jagged rocks and sparse trees further up.
If you only use troops to line up, you can only allow a maximum of 2000 people to deploy.The opponent was condescending again at this moment, and the first round of collision caused Qingzhou to suffer a small loss.
Yan Ming's eyeballs were red with annoyance.Since he surrendered on that day, he has fought with the emperor's uncle in dozens of battles, how has he ever been beaten like this?Everyone has always been fighting against each other. Although they are at a disadvantage in terms of terrain, it is really the first time they have encountered such a stubborn stubble like today.
He didn't know what was going on with the brother troops following up behind him. Looking around, he saw that the entire tidal flat was full of soldiers from the two sides who were rolling and fighting together.The sound of drums and horns reverberated on the seamounts, and in conjunction with the faint sound of the sea tide in the distance, he could only feel the blood in his chest surging, and his apparently sore arms were producing infinite power again.
With a loud roar, he took a step forward and chopped down a soldier charging forward with a gun. He watched the opponent twist his face, covered his neck with his hands, and rolled down with his body crooked all the way. , Go straight to another place to kill a few soldiers rushed.
There was an obvious expression of fear on the face in front of him, Yan Ming had a smirk on his face, he knew what he looked like.Back then when he was in the village, the old lady was still alive and wanted to tell him about his mother-in-law, but the person on the other side who came to see his relatives only saw him once, and ran away trembling with fright.
After that, even if he was killed, he would not go to see any kisses.The real man should immediately slash his sword and seize the sky-shattering achievements from the battlefield.With achievements, why worry about not having a wife?No matter how ugly you are, even if you grab one by force, who would dare to look down on yourself?
Since then, he is no longer ashamed of his appearance, but rather proud of his appearance.Because of this ferocious appearance, he has frightened countless enemies on the battlefield, and made him make countless military exploits.
"Ah - hoo!"
Amidst the loud shouts, the big saber wheel in his hand formed a semicircle, forming an arc obliquely, and a series of collisions in his hand were crisp, and then it was emptied.Spicy water droplets splashed on his face, and he knew by feeling that it was the blood of the enemy.
The figures in front of them swayed, one group fell down, and another group rushed down, seemingly endless.He straightened out the big knife, took another step, raised the knife, roared, slashed obliquely, and the enemy fell down.Raising the knife again, roaring, slashing diagonally, blood splashing... >
Suddenly there was a strange feeling in the left arm, and the strength of holding the knife in both hands was a little slack. When he looked down, he saw that the tip of a long spear had pierced into the bulging muscles of his left arm.
Yan Ming wiped his face with his hand, and then shook it. Under the sunlight, the red liquid was shining brightly, whether it was sweat or blood.
What he was holding in his hand at the moment was a thick-backed machete. The three-pointed two-edged knife he had been handy had already been chopped off, and he lost it somewhere.
As the leading lieutenant of the first round of boarding the tidal flats, there are 500 men under his command, but now there are less than [-].In his original mind, the so-called landing in this uninhabited wasteland was nothing more than bringing troops up and setting up camp.
However, the order from behind made him send out scouts, and then the ambushes who suddenly appeared halfway up the mountain made his original idea completely a fantasy. [
This tidal flat is not big, apart from a slightly upward-sloping sandy land with a radius of tens of feet, there are jagged rocks and sparse trees further up.
If you only use troops to line up, you can only allow a maximum of 2000 people to deploy.The opponent was condescending again at this moment, and the first round of collision caused Qingzhou to suffer a small loss.
Yan Ming's eyeballs were red with annoyance.Since he surrendered on that day, he has fought with the emperor's uncle in dozens of battles, how has he ever been beaten like this?Everyone has always been fighting against each other. Although they are at a disadvantage in terms of terrain, it is really the first time they have encountered such a stubborn stubble like today.
He didn't know what was going on with the brother troops following up behind him. Looking around, he saw that the entire tidal flat was full of soldiers from the two sides who were rolling and fighting together.The sound of drums and horns reverberated on the seamounts, and in conjunction with the faint sound of the sea tide in the distance, he could only feel the blood in his chest surging, and his apparently sore arms were producing infinite power again.
With a loud roar, he took a step forward and chopped down a soldier charging forward with a gun. He watched the opponent twist his face, covered his neck with his hands, and rolled down with his body crooked all the way. , Go straight to another place to kill a few soldiers rushed.
There was an obvious expression of fear on the face in front of him, Yan Ming had a smirk on his face, he knew what he looked like.Back then when he was in the village, the old lady was still alive and wanted to tell him about his mother-in-law, but the person on the other side who came to see his relatives only saw him once, and ran away trembling with fright.
After that, even if he was killed, he would not go to see any kisses.The real man should immediately slash his sword and seize the sky-shattering achievements from the battlefield.With achievements, why worry about not having a wife?No matter how ugly you are, even if you grab one by force, who would dare to look down on yourself?
Since then, he is no longer ashamed of his appearance, but rather proud of his appearance.Because of this ferocious appearance, he has frightened countless enemies on the battlefield, and made him make countless military exploits.
"Ah - hoo!"
Amidst the loud shouts, the big saber wheel in his hand formed a semicircle, forming an arc obliquely, and a series of collisions in his hand were crisp, and then it was emptied.Spicy water droplets splashed on his face, and he knew by feeling that it was the blood of the enemy.
The figures in front of them swayed, one group fell down, and another group rushed down, seemingly endless.He straightened out the big knife, took another step, raised the knife, roared, slashed obliquely, and the enemy fell down.Raising the knife again, roaring, slashing diagonally, blood splashing... >
Suddenly there was a strange feeling in the left arm, and the strength of holding the knife in both hands was a little slack. When he looked down, he saw that the tip of a long spear had pierced into the bulging muscles of his left arm.