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189 melee 2

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"Puchi..."

The attacking cavalry ruthlessly penetrated the officers and soldiers blocking the front, and saw a roaring and moaning officer hanging on the iron spear, roaring and moaning officers and soldiers ramming into the crowd as fast as a horse.

"Boom~~"

The four cavalry advanced together and slashed the unformed shield formation of the officers and soldiers. Only a sound of roar was heard. Countless officers and soldiers were blown into the air under the collision of the iron cavalry, and the armored shields also rotated and circled in the air.

"Ah ha~"

Seeing the chaos of the officers and soldiers, Baron screamed strangely, holding an iron ring in his hand, and swung his neck hard at one of the officers and soldiers, which immediately shattered his throat. The officers and soldiers slowly fell to the ground and died in the pain of suffocation.

"Bang, bang, bang, bang,"

The iron ring in Balong's hand was like a dragon flying, and every strike seemed to have a thousand pounds of force. All officers and soldiers who were hit by him with the iron ring fell to the ground with anger, and there was no possibility of survival.

On the other hand, Jiao Luo faced Hao Chengzhi. In the melee, Hao Chengzhi gradually fell and fell under Jiao Luo's sharp spear blade. He could only barely block it and use the bodies of his surrounding companions to win vitality for himself.

"Bang~"

Jiao Luo swept with a spear and directly threw the steel blade in Hao Chengzhi's hand away. Feeling the violent sourness on his arm, Hao Chengzhi's face was filled with fear, and he could only run away with his head and hide in the chaotic crowd, avoiding the confrontation with Jiao Luo.

Liu Ce wrapped his hands around his chest from beginning to end, quietly staring at the battle situation in front of him, trying to find a direction to break through.

He knew that Shi Wenjing's trump card had not been fully displayed, Yingnu and the Ruizhan outside the city had not arrived yet, and the battle was far from clear.

The fierce fighting attracted the attention of the people hiding at home. They all lay quietly on the cracks in the door or by the window, carefully watching the situation on the street.

They don’t know why this happened, they only know that it’s very messy outside now, so they are still hiding at home safely...

"Well~~"

At this moment, there was another roar of horses in the street on the right, and dozens of Han cavalry joined the battle.

For a time, attacked from left to right, and only sixty or seventy Han cavalry formed a counter-encirclement trend against thousands of officers and soldiers, which was far beyond the expectations of Shi Wenjing and Shizong.

Seeing his officers and soldiers being rushed to pieces by dozens of cavalry like mobs, and vaguely being counterattacked, Shi Wenjing was angry and raised Shi Zongjie's clothes and asked loudly: "Didn't you say that Liu Ce is nothing great? Look at it yourself, dozens of cavalry will eat me, thousands of officers and soldiers!"

Shi Zongjie rolled his Adam's apple and replied to Shi Wenjing: "How did I know this would be the case? Liu Ce's troops are only a few hundred people. Who would have thought that they would be so difficult to deal with!"

"Oh~"

Shi Wenjing sighed, shook Shi Zongjie away from the battlefield and shook his head. He could only silently pray that the group of Yingslao and Ruizang soldiers could arrive before the officers and soldiers completely collapsed.

"Run quickly, I don't want to die~"

"It's so terrible. They are a hundred times more terrifying than the Yingko!"

"I surrender, stop beating~~"

Thousands of officers and soldiers eventually collapsed and fled in scattering.

It seems a bit too harsh to expect a group of Southern Army officers and soldiers with insufficient military pay and lack of training and simple military equipment to fight against veterans who have retired from the battlefield in hundreds of battles.

The Han army in the North used practical actions to teach these southern troops a good lesson and told them what elites were.

Of course, not many people can afford this price...

Seeing that the situation was unexpected, a trace of fear flashed in Shi Wenjing's heart. When he looked at Liu Ce who was calm and composed, he was afraid to look directly at him.

"Could Liu Ce have expected all this long ago and deliberately attracted me to kill me to silence me?"

People's emotions are prone to random thoughts when they are extremely nervous. As soon as Shi Wenjing's thought comes, he is immediately surrounded by subjective consciousness, which seriously affects his normal judgment.

"Seeing Liu Ce's confidence, is it that he has a backup plan? More than 300 guards followed Liu Ce's southern tour? If this is the case, once the Rui Camp is mobilized, then the outside of the city will be empty.

His army can occupy the favorable terrain without any effort. If so, even if Liu Ce is killed, I am afraid I will be trapped in the city..."

The more Shi Wenjing thought about it, the more he felt scared. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that Liu Ce was unfathomable. Then he remembered that when the Jiang family and his sister talked about Liu Ce, he looked respectful. At first he thought this was just an alarmist statement, but now, he suspected that he might have made an irreversible mistake, and it was fatal.

Shi Zongjie on the other side was already scared and his crotch was wet, recalling the fear of being dominated by Liu Ce again.

I thought that after so many years, I would no longer be afraid of Liu Ce, but reality ruthlessly gave this "father-in-law" a loud slap.

Some things, fear comes from the heart and will not fade with the passage of time.

"Soga~~"

Just as the father and son were worried about their lives, Yingnu's troops finally arrived. Looking up, there were nearly a thousand Yingnu who were holding straight swords and spears and swaying paper fans with gold foil, and rushed to the scene in a hurry.

The leader Noda yelled, threw down the golden fan in his hand, swung the samurai sword and slashed hard at a fleeing officer and soldier...

"Well……"

A blood mark suddenly appeared on the officer and soldier's chest. He moaned and looked at Noda with disbelief, and his eyes widened and fell into the pool of blood.

"Hahaha, kill~"

Noda licked the blood on the knife, then shouted excitedly, and rushed into the crowd like crazy with the Yingkou behind him. No matter whether the enemy or friend on the other side was, they would all be chopped over.

Sato, who followed, looked at the chaotic battlefield and couldn't help but frown slightly, muttering something in his mouth, so that the samurai around him should not move around for the time being.

"Hahaha, die!"

The rise of Noda killings, after slashing seven or eight officers and soldiers in a row, he couldn't help but cheer loudly, as if he was very happy about the slaughter.

"Shit..."

"Puff puff puff..."

At this moment, the windows of the houses on both sides of the street were suddenly opened, and the Han soldiers who had already been ambushed decisively shot the crossbow arrows in their hands at these Japanese enemies. For a moment, dozens of ronin became the souls of the crossbow arrows.

"Nani?"

Noda avoided a crossbow arrow, and he jumped to hide behind a bunker. He watched his companions fall to the ground and wail as they shoot the crossbow arrows, and he couldn't help but show a solemn expression.

He held the samurai sword in his hand tightly and was about to avoid the attack of the crossbow arrows when he suddenly felt a strong murderous aura behind him.

When he turned around, he saw Miyamoto Takerato hold two ring-headed knives in his hand and staring at him quietly.

"Hey! Who are you? I don't seem to have seen you before. Did you come from Yingzhou?"

Noda has not returned to Yingzhou for a long time, and he didn't know that the man named Takeo Miyamoto had never seen him, so he asked arrogantly.

"bass……"

Taketaka Miyamoto did not reply, but instead rubbed his two ring-headed swords, making a pleasant and crisp metal sound, and then posed for combat.

"You don't deserve to hold the sword in your hand. Yingko, have you been enlightened?"

After hearing what Miyamoto Takerato said, Noda squinted his lips and also set off to prepare for a one-on-one showdown with Miyamoto Takerato.
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