Liu Kuo is a fourth-rank general, and he leads the army alone. He is of the same status as the Ten Masters of Romon, but in the left vanguard, the Ten Masters of Romon are equivalent to Luo Yao's disciples, and his status is naturally transcendent. In theory, there should not be such a loyalty in the army, but Luo Yao has such a personality, who can control it?

At the beginning of the founding of the Great Sui Dynasty, there were many generals who led the way. Later, there were few generals above the fourth rank charge personally. A person who could be promoted to a fourth rank general had no doubt about his experience and ability. If such a person lost on the battlefield, it was sometimes an irreparable loss.

However, Luo Yao's words only gave a fourth-rank general three hundred soldiers and brought more than a dozen small boats to force him to cross the Huangniu River, so Liu Kuo had to go.

Liu Kuo's army was one of the three vanguard army, and Wen Xiaodao was appointed as the vanguard general. Although Liu Kuo had the same military position as his, he had to be controlled by him. Without Wen Xiaodao's military order, Liu Kuo would definitely not cross the river rashly. Before Luo Yao ordered the crossing of the river, crossing the river might trigger the beginning of a full-scale war between the left vanguard and the rebels.

Although Liu Kuo was not Luo Yao's confidant, he had been with the left vanguard for a long time. So he knew Luo Yao and knew Luo Yao's thoughts. The left vanguard was like Luo Yao's private soldiers and he would not easily start the battle.

This is also one of the reasons why he had to ask Wen Xiaodao for instructions, but Wen Xiaodao's rescue orders were delayed. Liu Kuo first sent people to mobilize crossbows to suppress the rebel forces on the other side, and then sent auxiliary troops to build a floating bridge. He had actually done everything he could do.

So Luo Yao asked him to lead troops across the river to save people, which seemed to be a little unfair.

However, Wen Xiaodao's face turned pale and ugly. Although Luo Yao did not scold him, the cold tone when he spoke to Liu Kuo was equivalent to slapping him hard. Wen Xiaodao really felt that if there was any accident this time, Liu Kuo would not be able to escape. Even if he would not be implicated, he would be gradually indifferent to Luo Yao and eventually lose his position.

Luo Yao did not scold or scold him, and even asked him without asking a question. In Wen Xiaodao's opinion, this was more severe than letting Liu Kuo lead his troops across the river.

So he is even more suspicious now, what is the relationship between Fang Jie and Luo Yao?

He secretly glanced at Luo Yao and found that Luo Yao's cold and ruthless eyes glanced at his face. This glance made Wen Xiaodao fall into an ice cave.

It is not easy for him to get up over the years. If Luo Yao is neglected for such a small thing, it is not worth it. Thinking of everything he has done over the years, his heart feels sore and painful.

His handsome face looked very complicated, and his eyes looked at Luo Yao a little sad.

Luo Yao glanced at him, then sighed softly after being silent for a moment.

Four personal soldiers stood in front of Liu Kuo, heading towards the north shore in a fishing boat. The two personal soldiers raised their shields to block Liu Kuo's body, and the two personal soldiers behind protected the boatman with their shields. The boat immediately dispersed after entering the river. If their troops gathered together, they would immediately be shot into hedgehogs by thousands of archers on the other side.

Even if there is a crossbow, the closer you get to the north shore, the denser the feather arrows become.

The feather arrows hit the shield with a crackling crackling, but although they were sharp, they could not help but wrap a thick layer of hardwood shield. The giant shield was tall enough to cover the whole person, but at a long distance, the feather arrows were parabola, so having a shield did not mean that they were foolproof. When crossing the river, at least a dozen soldiers from the Jingbu Battalion were caught in arrows and several people fell into the water.

When they were about to reach the shore, countless spearmen rushed out of the rebels, standing in a row, constantly poking the boat with their spears. The boats could not dock, and many well-trained soldiers of the Jingbu Battalion were stabbed to death by guns before they even fought with the enemy. More than a dozen small boats gathered together when they arrived on the north shore. The troops were too small. If they were dispersed on the shore, no matter how elite soldiers were, they would not escape the disaster when they were at the lowest defense.

"General Fang!"

While dancing a spear, Liu Kuo blocked the spear and shouted at Fang Jie: "Let's lean on this!"

Fang Jie was separated by rebel infantry, with hundreds of rebel cavalry on the front and the rebel infantry arranged along the river behind. At this time, if you look down from the sky, the plum blossoms will turn like a swaying boat in the vast ocean.

The cavalry circled around the plum blossoms and slashed down from a high point. At this time, there were too many rebels gathered on the shore, and they had no room for accelerated attacks. But after all, there were many people, and the cavalrymen who were ruthless knew that they could not escape the disaster, so they were better off fighting. If they took down the dozens of Sui army, there would be a way out.

If not

The Mingguang Armor is too strong, and Chungu and the others have died countless times.

The horizontal knife slashed on the Mingguang Armor, and a string of sparks was wiped out but could not be cut through. The spear stabbed on it, and the spear tip slid over the iron armor. This piece of equipment allowed them to live in the sea of ​​swords and rain. At this time, Chun Gu and the others were gradually exhausted, and the speed of swinging the Damo sword was getting slower and slower. But even so, the Damo sword was still unparalleled. The cavalry leaned on it fell down layer by layer, and then filled up layer by layer.

The land under Chungu and his team had been soaked in blood, and their boots made a squeaky sound when they stepped on the blood mud.

"Change the formation and lean towards the shore!"

Fang Jie shouted loudly, then pulled Chungu in from outside, stuffed the Chaolu sword in his hand into Chungu's hand. He swung Chungu's big Mo sword to the front: "Follow me!"

Chungu was stunned for a moment, then her eyes turned red.

Although she is not inferior to the butcher, she is a woman after all.

At this time, after losing more than 80 infantrymen, Liu Kuo finally climbed the river bank. With the powerful combat power of the Jingbu Battalion, he barely occupied a small area on the shore. However, there were too many rebels, surrounded by layer by layer, and the spears were too dense. Even in this small area, they could not hold on for long.

There were at least a dozen rows of rebel soldiers between Liu Kuo and Fang Jie, and the two of them could not meet each other and could only shout loudly.

This bloody feeling of the battlefield began to revive from Liu Kuo's heart, and he seemed to have returned to the battle to destroy Shang many years ago. This feeling gradually made the beastly nature in his bones emerge. At the beginning, he did not kill less than any of his comrades in the battlefield.

"kill!"

Liu Kuo roared and swept his long spear horizontally. The two-foot-long spear tip easily tore the leather armor of the rebel soldiers. Five or six soldiers were cut open their stomachs almost at the same time by the spear. As soon as he opened his mouth, his bloody intestines immediately squeezed out, and the injured people retreated wailingly, and the intestines hung on them.

Swaying.

...

...

The first time he used the Damo Sword, Fang Jie was a little uncomfortable. But after killing three people in a row, he began to like this weapon. The Chaolu Sword was made of a treasure. The blade was about one meter and two meters and one foot of the handle, but the weight was almost the same as the Damo Sword. The Damo Sword was weighing more than thirty pounds.

Such a heavy knife will dance like a meat grinder.

The people in the camp were tired, and Chungu was undoubtedly the brain of the plum blossoms. Everyone else followed Chungu's command, but Fang Jie could see that Chungu could no longer break out as an arrow. At this time, no one was more suitable to rush in front than him.

Fang Jie swept across with a knife, and the power of the Damo sword in his hand was more than twice as powerful as that of Chun Gu's hand. The blade easily cut three or four rebel soldiers in half. After half of his body landed, the blood fountain in his abdomen surged out like a blood fountain in his abdomen. A rebel army was slashing at Fang Jie's shoulder with a knife. The Damo sword in Fang Jie's hand swept obliquely, and the blade slashed in from the underside of the arm and cut out from the other neck. The half of the body hanging on his head slowly slid down from his body.

Fang Jie was stepping forward and happened to step on the half of the heart of the team. With a puff, the meat paste squeezed out along the bottom of the boots.

Fang Jie shouted as he walked, "Don't take care of me, you should concentrate on dealing with the cavalry behind."

He split the rebel soldiers in front of him from his forehead with a knife, and like a drawing line, he fell down the corpse cut from the middle to both sides, the same size. He stepped on the enemy's corpse and internal organs, and walked forward with great strides. He cut the heads of the two rebel soldiers away with one knife, and then removed half of the shoulders of a soldier. The sword opened and closed, and was extremely domineering.

Fang Jie, who was like a god of killing, rushed into the rebel infantry crowd, and the infantry were frightened. Some of the recruits who went to the battlefield for the first time were immediately scared and their feces were at a loss, and their feces and urine were flowing down their crotch. The smell of feces and bloody smells mixed together and rushed into everyone's nasal cavity and could not dissipate for a long time.

Zhuo Buyi followed Fang Jie, holding a horizontal knife in his hand to block the sneak attacks on both sides. The horizontal knife made of stainless steel had broken out many gaps, and the blade was like a sawtooth.

Ten people from the battalion fought and retreated, following Fang Jie tightly. When Fang Jie cut a bloody hole in the rebel infantry and merged into the rebel infantry array, the rebel cavalry completely lost its function. At this time, they were also crazy and jumped down from the horse's back, roaring over and continuing to chase.

This team of more than a dozen people is like a small boat going upstream. The big moon knife is a paddle, and the sliding blood flows into a river.

A long spear suddenly appeared from the oblique pierced on Fang Jie's shoulder. Fang Jie's body was tilted and he immediately slashed back. Although the force of the gun was not weak, it only tore a hole in his black clothes, but it did not leave any scars on his body.

The rebel captain with a gun immediately widened his eyes and his face was full of shock. From his wide open mouth, he could see that he did not believe that the shot he had been preparing for for a long time had not even pierced a blood flower. What exactly was the body of the man in the black robe in front of him?

His astonishment stayed on his face forever. Fang Jie cut off his neck with a knife, and the head rolled out along the river bank, and was kicked and rolled back and forth under the feet of countless people.

When Liu Kuo heard the shouts of killing get closer and closer, his blood also surged up. The long spear in his hand danced like an angry dragon, and no one of the rebel soldiers blocking him could stop a move. This man, who was in his fifties, walked forward with a layer of blood on his body.

He was stabbed on his shoulder, and the chain armor was chopped open, and blood flowed out along the armor. But Liu Kuo, who had woken up in his heart, didn't care at all. He pierced the chest of the person who injured him with a spear, then raised his arms and picked up the body and smashed it down hard.

The corpse hit the rebels, and Liu Kuo took advantage of the situation and rushed forward two steps.

From landing to sprinting forward for ten steps, the 300 Jingbu Camp was only less than fifty. None of the corpses lying on the ground had no more than ten wounds.

At this moment, Liu Kuo, who was only concerned about fighting forward, suddenly his eyes lit up. When he looked up, he found that the rebels' array had been killed by him and Fang Jie.

The two looked at each other and laughed at the same time.

"Let's go out!"

Fang Jie pointed forward, and Liu Kuo turned his long spear and slapped the two rebels like a dragon: "It's a piece of cake!"

Fang Jie's heart was filled with blood and strode forward and walked side by side with Liu Kuo.

One old and one young

The swords and spears flew together and killed people step by step.
Chapter completed!