Mr. Yangui

Chapter 870 Chapter [-]
Li Wuchang was dressed in a samurai uniform, with a long cloak hanging from his shoulders, and a delicate sword slung across his shoulders. Standing on a high platform, he was quite coquettish, but in the eyes of the soldiers, this was the demeanor of a leader.

The head is raised slightly, the expression is firm, the eyes are calm, the waist is like a javelin, and the hands are naturally hanging down. Cooperating with the giant blade of the "castrate elephant" inserted at the side, it has the posture of Mount Tai falling in front of him without changing his face.

Everyone stood up straight, without saying a word, only hearing each other's heartbeat and the deliberately suppressed heavy breathing.

The murderous intent spread slowly, and the atmosphere was a bit frighteningly suppressed.

"Listen to me!"

Li Wuchang raised his voice and said, "Life and death are at stake in this battle. There is no luck at all. In a small way, it is about whether to eat porridge or meat in the future. In a big way, the life and death of everyone and the family behind, the great cause of the French commander, The dignity of thousands of civilians and the military depends on this shop.

I have said many times before that since you choose to join the army, you should have the awareness of suffering, hardship and even death, including me.Now that they have invaded, we will drive them out, no matter the means, life or death, and no retreat without orders, it's as simple as that... Do you have confidence! "

"Yes!" Everyone roared in unison.

"Fa Shuai's army will win!" Li Wuchang pulled out the big knife next to him and waved it, continuing to mobilize the atmosphere.

"The Fashuai army will surely win..."

"The Fashuai army will surely win..."

The roar was earth-shattering, the soldiers were full of enthusiasm, the things in their hands were involuntarily clenched, and the murderous aura in their hearts was hoisted up, thinking that they would kill a few bastards from the Chilonghui and Dongjiang faction later.

far away.

Seeing this atmosphere, the squads of various forces were speechless.

"Damn it, the aura of the Fashuai army is really scary, no wonder it can stand up to the Red Dragon Society and the Dongjiang faction!"

This is the voice of the miscellaneous forces or those who are trying to fish.

"Hey, look at this posture, the Fashuai army may really be able to withstand it...Okay, let's find another chance to kill a few bastards from the Red Dragon Society, and take a good breath of anger, his grandma!"

This is the idea of ​​the "remnants" of the gang suppressed by the Red Dragon Society.

"Good guy, once the two sides confront each other, it will be the death of you and the death of the other. When the time comes, we will go in. No matter which side, we will kill the generals when we see them. We must show them our methods..."

This is the speech of the white people, all of them have red eyes, thinking of eliminating the opponent for Su Han in advance.

And the elders of the Fengming gang are even more radical, "It's best to kill that kid Li Wuchang... Listen to me, everyone, as long as Li Wuchang is slightly injured, we must rush up and entangle him. He ran away, we must make him understand what will happen to our Fengming Gang if he offends!"

Everyone knows that Li Wuchang is very good at lightness kung fu, without a large number of masters besieging him, there is absolutely no possibility of killing him.

the other side.

"Captain Li, us?" Members of one of the squadrons of the Royal Imperial Guard all looked at Li Zhongyue.

Being stared at by so many people, Li Zhongyue was a little unnatural, coughed lightly, and said in a deep voice: "Let's not be impulsive, and take care of the situation before we attack, otherwise we will just lose our lives for nothing... I fought against the Huns in Wuyuan before. Fighting, I understand a truth, no matter how high your martial arts are, you can't withstand the impact of hordes of troops, and no matter how strong your body protection is, it will be broken in an instant, so don't let me be brave!"

"Yes, Captain!" The subordinates answered with a bow.

Li Zhongyue clenched his fist secretly, thinking: Impermanence, impermanence, you have to hold on!

Army in the east.

Lu Shikai, Xiang Tai and many high-ranking generals of the two factions stood in a row, listening to the roar of the French commander breaking through the sky, feeling very unhappy.

They were all thinking at the beginning that if their own team gathers elites to the center line, the French commander's army will at least reduce their momentum, but they don't know that the situation is just the opposite. Have a good time on the battlefield.

The rhythm is wrong!

"Huh, the slogan is quite good, I don't know if I can resist it..." Lu Shikai forced himself to be calm, and dismissed it in his mouth.

"Second Elder, you actually decided to rush, and you just overturned once, and you must not have any intention of retreating!" Xiang Tai reminded.

This is a kind reminder that Xiang Tai has experienced battles and understands what it means to be "defeated like a mountain".Although the strength of the two factions is much larger than that of the Fashuai Army, the Fashuai Army still has tens of thousands, and its morale is high. As long as the two factions show signs of decline or have the intention of retreating, it is likely to lead to a frontal collapse. Was slowly broken up and chased by the elite team.

On the battlefield of Jingling in the past, he often staged plays of fighting more with less.

It's the same in Nanjun, he defeated Bai Jingshan.He was also chased by Yuan Jitong, not because of the number of troops, but because the overall momentum was not as good as Yuan Jitong.

"Of course I know that."

Lu Shikai showed a fierce look on his face, and said in a deep voice: "The one who retreats always dies... We will be able to step on it with our concerted efforts!"

After a pause, he continued: "By the way, General Xiang, are you interested in relaxing your muscles and bones here?"

Xiang Tai frowned, "If the Second Elder is interested, Xiang Tai will naturally be willing to accompany him!"

kill……

As soon as the order was given, the soldiers of the Red Dragon Society and the Dongjiang faction rushed forward with shouts.Looking from afar, it looks like several dikes bursting from east to west, and like several evil dragons rushing towards the food, its thickness and murderous aura need not be detailed.

The formation is pretty much the same.

There were several rows of shield soldiers in front of the top. Most of these people were big-armed and steady-handed. They looked like strongmen at first glance. They knew in their hearts that there was basically no luck in this charge, but everyone had no hesitation. It was already like this. It's better to have a bang.

There are also some good hands among them, whose function is to swing the guy, try to pick off the powerful arrows that are rushing towards him, and save some energy for the shield soldiers. Reduce the losses of several parties.

Behind the shield soldiers is the main force of the fight, most of them are the broadsword team and long spear team.Naturally, there were quite a few good players, and the order they received was that once they rushed in front of the Fashuai army, they would speed up and strike at the ballista.

The Longbow team was behind and followed, finding a good position to shoot when the fight started.

At the end are Lu Shikai, Xiang Tai and other high-level officials. Most of them are masters of the Lu family and Xiang family. They will not take action in person, but if there is a good opportunity, they will rush to kill the generals of the French army without hesitation.Secondly, they also need to pay attention to the troubles caused by masters from other forces. They should not be soft on such people. Once they are caught, they will do it to death.

As the defender, the Fashuai army waited for the enemy to come to the door.

The rapid advance of the teams of the two factions.

approaching...

The whizzing sound of approaching arrows and the blasting sound of detonators kicked off the decisive battle.

Swords, swords, shouts, roars, breaking wind, explosions, screams, etc. were mixed together, and everyone on the battlefield became full of blood and moved forward, and the intensity of the battle was even more intense than the previous few days.

(End of this chapter)