The sound of the volleyball guns at the end vibrated the entire position.

It was the fierce battle between the enemy and us who were fighting in the south that both sides were stagnant.

Like the west, the south side of the position is also killed in a group.

The Tongshan bandits were divided into two parts when attacking, with nearly a thousand people facing the west side of the military formation. The remaining three or four hundred people crossed the frozen river and went around the south side of the position to attack.

Although the strength here is not as strong as the attack on the west side, there are more than 100 people in the old camp and more than 50 archers in the inner camp.

They came in a fierce manner, first shot from a distance across the glacier, but the effect was not obvious, so they approached.

The arrangement was made here with more than 200 heroes from each village, and more than 70 archers inside. They followed the instructions of the baggage team, and the sword and shield hands arranged in front, with the spear hands behind, and the archers at the end, standing on the hillside.

Both sides shoot each other and fight to a draw, because both sides have many shields, the lethality of this shot is too small and it consumes arrows in vain.

"My mother's legs, cross the river."

The person who commanded the bandit here was a leader named "Wolf Sanye". The thick red scarf wrapped around his head and circled his neck many times. It was regarded as a thick scarf, and a thick wool cloak was covered with a strong figure, which made him look even more powerful.

There was a big scar on his right cheek, and he was holding a big stick in his hand. He was wrapped in heavy cast iron in front of the stick, and he looked very evil.

Like Sun Youlu, the third master of Lang San is also a leader in Tongshan Village. Compared with many people in the village who came from defeated soldiers and deserters, he was from a bandit family in Lu.

There are many horse bandits in Shandong. Some families and villages have been bandits for generations, and some bandit families can even be passed down for nearly a thousand years.

The family of the Third Master of Wolf also has a prominent history. The bandits have been passed down for hundreds of years. By his generation, they use butchers as a cover for their professions.

I don’t know if it was because of the killing of pigs and sheep, or too many people, but he had a strong murderous aura on his body. Even if there were some old thieves standing next to him, he looked at him with fear.

Master Lang shouted, and hundreds of bandits howled, holding weapons, and rushed towards the glacier ahead.

They are professional bandits, and they are robbed and killed people all day long. The cruelty and hostility are incomparable to the opposite side. Moreover, their equipment is also good, with jackets, cloaks, felt hats to keep warm. The ones they hold are mostly short-term soldiers, and they are obviously good at fighting hand-to-hand combat.

They also had a good manner when they moved forward, with swords, shields, short axes in front, and bandits surrounded and followed, while archers hid behind.

They approached, and went from a hundred steps to forty or fifty steps, and arrows were constantly shot from the opposite side. Some unlucky guys were screaming in the arrows, but most of the arrows were blocked by shields.

Compared to firearms, shields protect bows and arrows are too effective.

Some bronze bandit archers hidden behind the shield also shot arrows opposite, with sharp arrows roaring and soothing sounds, and the sky above the glacier was covered with flying arrows.

Soon, three or four hundred bronze bandits rushed to the edge of the river, and there were very thick white ice in front of them.

At this time, the two sides were only twenty steps apart.

"A short force crosses the river, and the archers shoot archery on the shore to cover it."

Master Lang San was holding a heavy stick, and several old thieves were escorting the guards with their shields. Just glanced at him, Master Lang San roared and shouted.

He was fighting an old war, and he only had all kinds of tactical commands at will. At this time, he also chose the most correct tactical technique.

"Cross the river..."

"I'm a leg in my mother, I'll kill those mud legs and pieces of armor without leaving any left."

"There is no law. Some tofu farmers and farmers dare to block the way for us Tongshan Village heroes..."

The bandits were ordered and roared into the river in groups of three or five. They were still hiding swords and shields in front of them. The rest followed with all kinds of weapons, and then tiptoed on the ice. The ice surface was slippery, and everyone was walking cautiously, otherwise they would skate on the ice if they were not careful.

The arrows were "swooshing", the bowstrings sounded, and Zhuang Ding on the opposite side shouted, keeping arrows coming.

"Tuk tuk" sounded, and many sharp arrows were blocked by shields, and the sound of dull arrows nailed to the cowhide wooden boards from time to time.

However, screams also sounded from time to time. It was too difficult to cover it when walking on the ice. From time to time, bandits were still caught in arrows and rolled down on the ice.

At twenty steps, everyone's arrows were also shot accurately and fiercely. Some bandits who were shot in the arrow shouted, and the seriously injured people even rolled on the ice surface and wailed. Soon the blood they shed dyed the white ice surface blood red, which was shocking.

But compared to the firearm's attack, the casualties could bear it. They hid behind the shield tighter, growled, and continued to force the other side.

At the same time, the Tongshan bandits and archers on the shore were also constantly shooting arrows. Compared with the heroes of each village on the other side, there were more powerful archers of each village, and the arrows shot were more fierce and accurate. From time to time, heroes from various villages fell down from time to time.

Because of the closer distance, the Tongshan bandits are also famous bandits. The damage caused by more than 50 archers on their shores is no less than the damage caused by more than 70 archers on the other side.

Screams rose and fell on both sides of the river, and the bloody smell spread.

Archers on both sides shot arrows desperately, and feathered arrows flew.

Under the cover of the archers, groups of bandits were still approaching under the cover of their shields and were about to reach the other side soon.

The closer they saw, the more they looked, the more they could see their ferocious expressions. The heroes from all villages on the shore were a little panicked. Do they really want to fight with these desperate people in close combat?

"Wentao, they are coming up."

Dou Qing held his two swords and said in a little panic that he was indeed a famous Tongshan bandit, who was many times stronger than the bandits he had killed before.

Seeing them holding swords and axes, the fierce spirits rushed towards them, getting closer and closer on the ice, and they were about to reach the shore soon.

Dou Qing thought he was ready, but his heart was beating rapidly at this moment.

"Prepare to fight!"

Dou Wentao raised his shield with a fierce squeak, and a sharp arrow shot from the other side, nailing it to his shield, and the arrow feathers kept trembling.

At the same time, a sob sound was heard in his ears, and sharp arrows came from time to time. Suddenly, a concentrating partner beside him shouted and fell to the ground. He was caught in an arrow in his chest and immediately rolled to the ground, and bright red blood foam poured out of his mouth.

Dou Wentao shouted, "There are rice."

He felt goose bumps constantly on his body, and he gathered more than twenty military partners, and several of them were injured. At this time, one of them was seriously injured. I don’t know if he could save his life.

I still thought it simple. The bronze gangster is no better than other bandits. I always lick blood from the knife, which is very fierce.

Last time I followed Xin'an Village to pick up the scattered areas, so it went very smoothly. At this time, all the heroes were on their own and the pressure increased dramatically. I don't know if I could hold on.

He heard the sound of gunfires on the west side, and the attack was fierce, and bandits kept coming in front of him. He tried his best to calm himself down, pulled out his long sword, and said viciously.

Sun Li stood beside him, still silent. He suddenly pulled the eight-power bow in his hand again. With a "swoosh", the heavy arrow roared out. A bandit who was not hiding on the ice screamed, and he got an arrow in his right arm and staggered and fell out.

But seeing the black bandit getting closer, he sighed, put away his strong bow, and pulled out the machete behind him.

Like him, the heroes on the shore were nervous and prepared to fight hand-to-hand.

"Kill!"

At this time, at least more than one hundred copper bandits rushed to the shore. They had a ferocious face, cruelty and evil spirit, and rushed to the ashore with loud shouts, and then rushed on with swords and axes.

"kill!"

The sound of shields hitting, the invasive sound of slashing into the flesh and bones with a knife and axe, and the screams of excitement, and the flesh and blood flying in the cold wind.

Hand-to-hand combat is very cruel. Although only a fraction of the casualties or injuries are firearms, the psychological pressure is ten times more than a hundred times.

According to the arrangement, the heroes were in front of the swords and shields, and the spearmen were behind. When the bandits rushed up, the soldiers shouted fiercely, hid behind the shield, and stabbed the long weapons in their hands desperately. Some spears and other sharp weapons were blocked by the shields, but some also pierced into the bandits' bodies.

With the sound of "puff", the sharp spear and spear pierced big holes on the bandits' bodies, and the stabbed people let out heart-wrenching screams. Blood was spewed out of them, and then they fell to the ground and trembled weakly.

The pain of being stabbed by a spear would not be worse than being hit by a lead bullet. Especially some bandits whose internal organs were pierced, they would not die for a moment, so they would roll on the ground and wail desperately.

The blood flowing from their bodies dyed the frost-filled weeds red, and soon turned from hot air to blood ice.

But it was just this wave. After all, the heroes had no cooperation. Soon some powerful bandits rushed over, blocked the shield and swept away, quickly sweeping away the spear that was stabbed.

Then they collided with their shields and rushed into the queue of heroes. In an instant, they were inseparable from the enemy and we were mixed together, and both sides fought desperately.

Seeing the bandits coming, Dou Wentao rushed forward roaringly. He slashed hard. A bandit holding an iron hammer was hitting hard, but Dou Wentao was one step faster and slashed his left neck hard between his chest with a long sword.

As the long sword slashed, the thief's neck and chest burst out with a terrifying blood, and scarlet blood splattered onto Dou Wentao's face, and some splashed onto his mouth, salty.

The bandit's sledgehammer was just not far from Dou Wentao's head, which made him feel scared.

He was about to spit out something, and the shadow of a shield magnified in front of his eyes. With a bang, he was knocked and vomited blood and threw it out, and then a sharp short axe continued to magnify in front of his eyes.

"Wen Tao..."

Dou Qing's heart was beating wildly. Without thinking, he blocked the long sword in his left hand, and a loud noise of gold and iron attack. Dou Qing felt the tiger's mouth numb, and the long sword in his left hand almost escaped, and then he snatched the long sword in his right hand.

With a flash of sword light, blood from the thief's neck surged out, spitting Dou Qing's face.

He was shocked and seemed to have something awake in his chest.

Another thief was holding a big knife and slashing at a partner in Chamengji. The partner was screaming and had already been cut into a bloody man by the big knife of the bandit. He roared and stabbed the long sword in his right hand, and stabbed the thief hard from the left rib.

The bandit suddenly opened his eyes wide, and he roared loudly, opening his mouth like a wild beast, saliva dripping between his sharp yellow teeth. He opened his left hand and grabbed Dou Qing's face hard.

With a "puff" sound, a cold light flashed. Dou Qing's sharp sword in his left hand penetrated from his right neck and penetrated it directly from the back of his head. Blood mixed with white brain splattered.

The bandit's body trembled, and his left arm finally hanged down weakly. After Dou Qing pulled out his two swords, he fell to the ground with a buzz.

Looking at his body, Dou Qing gasped heavily, but a kind of stimulation and pleasure surged into his heart.

Then he turned around, but a sharp sword slashed at his neck. Dou Qing's eyes opened to the maximum. With a loud noise, Sun Li held the sword to help him block it. Then he slashed hard, and the head of a bandit near him flew into the sky.

Blood scattered like a fountain, and the blood rain poured him and Dou Qing together, from the moment of hot spring to the cold.

"Brother Li, thank you."

Dou Qing was still scared. On this battlefield, life and death were really a moment.

Sun Li nodded slightly. He looked at the battlefield with a worried look on his face and said, "Can you still fight?"

...

There was a shout of killing on the north bank of the southern formation, and the two sides fought fiercely with weapons. Corpse and wounded appeared from time to time, and the rolling blood dyed the ice surface of the river red.

More and more bandits came across the river and filled this flesh-and-blood battlefield. After all, the Tongshan bandits were strong professional bandits, and there were also quite a few bandits with skillful skills and killing without blinking. The heroes from various villages and villages were obviously not able to compete with them.
To be continued...