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Wang Daniu, 39 years old, was an honest farmer in a manor in Lingnan. He supported a family of five with the meager income he earned from farming for the landlords. Although his life was hard, he was already very satisfied with his family's company...

However, such a life was broken a month ago. Wang Daniu vaguely remembered that morning, he was waving a hoe in the field, chatting with the villagers who were working in the field from time to time. Just as everyone was having a good time, a team of vicious soldiers came to the field where they worked, trampling the crops that had just grown seedlings, so that the villagers who were busy with farming in the fields were stunned and at a loss...

The leading officer and soldier rushed to the villagers in the field with his neck crossed his neck and didn't know what he said. Then he waved his hand and the team of soldiers caught Wang Daniu and dozens of other villagers without saying a word. Everything happened so suddenly that he had no time to react...

Later, Wang Daniu realized that the king of the "Dayan Kingdom" was recruiting troops to fight against the "Dayi Kingdom", and all the young and strong people in his village were selected.

When Wang Daniu held the rusty spear in his hand by the soldiers, he felt mixed emotions. Before he could even say goodbye to his family, he was taken to a mule cart to gather at the camp outside Lingnan City. He never met his family again after leaving...

Whenever it was late at night, Wang Daniu's longing for his family poured into his mind like a mountain spring. He really wanted to go home to meet his wife and daughter and his blind old mother. He vowed that he must go back alive and live no matter what method he used.

With this persistence, during the battle of crossing the river in the rain on the Zhuo River, he was hit into the river by the oncoming ships and miraculously swam back to the Yan army camp. Looking at the blood-colored river, he had not yet been glad that he had saved his life. The next day he was sent to build a floating bridge again. He braved the rain of arrows of the "rebels" and all his friends were dead. Only he survived strongly. Finally, when the Yan army was defeated and retreated, he thought that his life was really saved and he could go back to reunite with his family. He never thought he would meet a stronger enemy again...

However, this time, the goddess of luck no longer favored him...

"Puff~"

"No...no...uh..."

A heavy gun roared towards Wang Daniu. In desperation, Wang Daniu pulled his companion by his side and blocked him in front of him. For more than a month, his cruel military career has made him keen on the dangers that are about to occur. He was able to escape danger several times and survived with great luck...

However, this time, he made a mistake in his judgment because the iron armored battle formation on the opposite side was not a feather arrow, but a gun that was more than 1.5 meters long...

When the companion in front of Wang Daniu was shot through his chest by a gun, he didn't have time to let go and avoid it. He felt a cold chill coming from his right lung. Then a severe colic caused the nerves on his forehead to burst out. His body was not under his control and fell down with his companion who had been pulled to his back...

"Go back home...uh...puff..."

This was Wang Daniu's last consciousness during his lifetime. When he muttered these two words hard from his mouth, he suddenly vomited blood and completely fell into darkness. His face was still full of deep attachment to the world. He still had too many things to let go, really... he couldn't let go...

War is extremely cruel and realistic. As long as you step onto the battlefield with your weapons, you must have the awareness of facing death. The cold killing weapon will not sympathize with and pity yourself because of your own experience...

"Pullade array, advance~"

"Drink~"

"Drink~"

"Drink~"

After the gun was thrown, the commanders in the battle formation of two thousand people roared in unison, and a sensational wolf howl suddenly burst out. The black spear swayed back and forth with neat steps. The sound of iron leaves and iron boots and swords hitting the shield echoed sound, which stimulated the fragile nerves of the Yan soldiers who were rushing to the formation all the time...

"Ah~"

"Puchi~"

A Yan soldier's spirit was broken. He held a waist knife full of notches and rushed towards the spear that poked out after stroking the shield. A three-step distance, a light sound of breaking his body sounded in front of the formation. The cheeks of his Yan soldier were cut through the abdomen by the cold armor-breaking triangular pyramid-shaped spear tip edge blade. He immediately fell to the ground with blood and intestines. When he was still shouting, he was quickly submerged by the moving armored battle formation...

"Puchi~"

"Bang~"

Another slight sound of broken body was heard, and a spear penetrated the back of a Yan soldier who had no time to escape. The inferior leather armor made a sound of tearing and tearing the spear. The cold spearhead drove straight in, smashing and destroying the internal organs of the Yan soldier...

The veteran of the "Cheng" battalion who succeeded with one blow pulled the spear back and steadily with indifferent expression. The spear blade stuck in the body of the corpse rushed towards the battle formation together with the corpse. The shield-pulling hand in the front line raised the shield in time and directly knocked the corpse away. The resistance in the veteran of the spear suddenly decreased, and he slightly adjusted the spear upwards. While stabilizing his body, the spear also separated from the body of the corpse, spurting out a pool of bright blood and splashing in the surrounding air. It cooperated with the sword and shield hand to perfectly...

"Puff puff puff puff puff..."

A series of harsh sounds of broken bodies like shuttles spread in front of the slowly moving battle formation. All the Yan soldiers who were trying to rush into the formation were holed with bloody holes, and they screamed and fell in front of the formation and were flooded by thorny iron boots. The ground was full of human organs, bloody and terrifying.

The road surface where the spear stepped on was covered with mourns, leaving behind a bright red soil. Looking down from a high place, there was an indescribable strangeness...

"Press up, push up, what are you doing! He Maocai, where are you? Get out of here!"

Tens of thousands of people were about to collapse when facing two thousand people. At the same time, Zu Bei, who witnessed everything, roared heartbrokenly and kept ordering the Yan soldiers around him to rush forward to stop them from pressing.

However, after the previous attack of the guns thrown by the arrows, and witnessing the spear formation coming from a high place, any soldiers who attempted to rush forward became cold corpses, the army of the Zubi camp had already been in chaos, and they ran back howling and passed on their fear to their unknowing companions behind them. The situation became uncontrollable...

"That's it, force it on, force it on..."

Sun Cheng, who had been silently watching the spear formation advance in the back formation, had a strange smile on his face. Two thousand against more than one hundred thousand, he could brag about Yang Fan and Guo Tao for a while...

"Puff~"

"Sher~"

"Give me your life~ah..."

The well-trained elites armed to the teeth faced the exhausted and unconventional miscellaneous soldiers, just like the Wei Wushang of the Warring States Period, and the 7,000 white-robed troops of Chen Qingzhi of Southern Liang were invincible. They could not be compensated by the number of people. The duel in the cold weapon era also had a qualitative gap...

The spear still ruthlessly poked out from behind the sword and shield hands, harvesting the creatures visible in front of them, and letting them kneel down and beg for mercy. These veterans were indifferent and did not receive orders. Everything that blocked them was enemies. All they had to do was to smooth out any obstacles that dared to stop their progress...

Zu Bei looked at his chaotic military formation, his ears were filled with the shrill screams and heavy breathing of Yan soldiers. He looked at the iron-armored spear formation that was slowly approaching not far away. He felt that his heart was about to stop, and knew that he had to avoid the edge for a while, so he immediately began to think about the nearby areas to be held.

"Looking at the enemy's combat power, it should be the elite of Liu Ce's border army in the rumor. Damn it, our army is now in short supply, and it will be useless to continue fighting. It is better to find a place to accumulate energy and then wait for the opportunity to move. The terrain of the valley in the north is dangerous, easy to defend and difficult to attack. It is better to lead the army to avoid the edge of the situation for the time being..."

Thinking of this, Zu Bi hurriedly ordered the soldiers on the side to retreat to the valley to the north.

When the personal soldiers heard that the order was about to be given, they did not expect that a terrifying shout suddenly broke out in the direction of the back formation, sweeping overwhelmingly.

"What happened! I dare to make noise again and I will never forgive myself!" Zubi's nerves were almost worn into iron bars. Looking at the messy scene of the army behind the formation, I couldn't help but shout.

As soon as he finished speaking, the cry of Yan soldiers came from his ears, "Tian Tuo is here to kill him, Tian Tuo is here to kill him, everyone should run away..."

“Buzz…”

Zubi's ears suddenly sounded, and his head turned blank. Then he remembered that there was a loss in his back formation who was chasing him. He focused all his attention on the thousands of enemies in front of him, but he actually forgot about this...

"Retreat quickly, withdraw quickly..."

At this point, Zu Bi didn't care about it anymore. Saving his life was important. After he panickedly ordered his retreat, he took the lead in riding his horse towards the valley to the north. As for how many people would follow him by then and what to do in the future, he didn't have time to think about so much...

"It seems that Tian Tuo's idiot team has arrived..." Looking at the chaotic scene of the ancestor blocking army ahead from the mirror, Sun Cheng immediately made a correct judgment, then his eyes turned cold, and he said secretly, "Since you are here, let's stay together..."

Sun Cheng hooked his personal soldiers and leaned into his ear and muttered a few words. The personal soldiers' eyes instantly became extremely cold, and then nodded and left.

After the personal soldiers left, Sun Cheng immediately said to the explorer, "Change the Xuangu Pass quickly and notify the military governor of the war here, saying that the enemy has been forced into the Death Valley. What will happen next? Please ask him to decide..."

"As for the order!" After the horse was ordered, he immediately crossed the horse and headed towards Xuangu Pass.

Sun Cheng thought for a while and said, "The whole army obeyed the orders and guarded the gorge. Without obtaining the military order, he only defended and did not attack! In addition, another Qianmao was transferred to guard outside the gorge just in case!"

"Abide by the order!"

After everything was explained, Sun Cheng exhaled a long breath of turbid air, raised his mirror and looked at the chaotic battlefield, feeling extremely confident in his heart...
Chapter completed!