Warring States Call

Chapter 1024 Burning

Yan Zhengao's expression changed slightly, he held a waist knife in his hand, and yelled at the soldiers behind him: "What are you doing hiding in there! Why don't you get out of here quickly! Hold on to me!"

"Yes! No!" The soldiers behind, with their feet in the mud and shoes, took up the spears in their hands with both hands, and rushed straight up to fill the gap in the battlefield ahead.

The silver spear in Huo Qubing's hand was so airtight that the rain of arrows could not touch his body, only to hear Huo Qubing yell: "Ha! Open!"

The tiger's body shook, and the soldiers on both sides were thrown away. Huo Qubing took advantage of the victory to pursue and fired two shots, piercing the throat of the fallen soldier, the silver-white armor was stained with blood, and the corner of his mouth slightly raised: "Wei Guo rat! You can recognize me, Huo Qubing!"

"Where did you come from, an unknown pawn who dares to be arrogant in front of this general! Watch me take your head!" Yan Zhengao charged to the front of the battle on his horse with a waist knife in his hand. When the black horse moved, the cold knife in his hand shone under the moonlight. , Straight to kill Huo Qubing.

Huo Qubing took a look, the silver spear in his hand shook up and down, and the long spear shot straight away like a cold light.

"Open!" Yan Zhengao didn't know the power of Huo Qubing's hand, but he still knew the reason why a lion pounces on a rabbit. He used all his strength to slash down suddenly. According to his original idea, this shot would definitely cut off Huo Qubing's spear. However, He underestimated Huo Qubing's gun.

"Ding dong!"

The spear only trembled slightly, and then returned to its normal state. It could still kill Yan Zhengao directly. Yan Zhengao only felt that he had slashed a steel knife, and his fingers were numb, but the opponent remained motionless, seeing the spear in his eyes approaching. Just a short distance away, Yan Zhengao didn't care about his face, and suddenly slipped off his horse, rolled on the ground, covered in dust, and then stopped his steps, with a somewhat embarrassed face, holding a waist knife in his palm the size of a futon.

Huo Qubing saw that his move was in vain, he retracted his long spear, rode on a horse and pulled the rope, and said, "I thought it was some kind of powerful character, but I never thought it was an embroidered pillow! Shoot the arrow!"

Yang Yanping, who was lying in ambush on the hill, suddenly opened up the strong attack in his hand, and fired repeatedly. The rockets in his hand hit the grain and grass in the middle like a sky full of flints, and the fire burned upwards, and soon spread .

Yan Zhenqing's face darkened. This is the ration of 30 people for a month. If it is broken in his hands, he will be a sinner through the ages. He drew out the sword in his arms and shouted: "Soldiers! The lives of 30 generals are at stake. In your and my hands, follow this general to charge, but whoever retreats, start from this general! Cut them all!"

"Nuo" With Yan Zhenqing's iron law, the soldiers on both sides did not dare to be slighted, they raised the round shields in their hands and rushed forward.

Huo Qubing fought with Yan Zhenqing, but he always retreated involuntarily to attract Yan Zhenqing. Every time Yan Zhengao was in danger, and even vaguely managed to take down Huo Qubing, but for some reason, he always felt that something was missing. I can't figure it out, so I can only continue to fight hard.

"What are you guys doing in a daze, why don't you rush up with me!" A centurion headed by, with a big knife in his hand, commanded a few soldiers who were at a loss, with a anxious expression on his face.

"But what to do with the grain and grass!" A thin man came out, holding a wooden gun in his hand, followed by a cart of people, that is, two Wuzhang and eight soldiers, who were responsible for guarding the whole group in front of them. Cars, food and grass, and dozens of convoys behind, adding up to no less than thousands of people! "

"Aren't you stupid! The enemy's firepower is concentrated in the front, there are still people here! Hurry up!" There are too many, and there are too many people at hand, so he can only report one by one.

"Okay!" Upon hearing this, Shi Chang greeted the soldiers behind him and rushed forward.

On the hillside, a troop, like a hungry wolf, stared down with green eyes, leaning on the leaves to cover its body, and he had no other way to hide it.

"What's Brother Six doing here! Let me kill you!" Yang Yansi, who was holding a pair of hammers, looked a little anxious. He had been squatting here for a long time, except for the annoying cicadas chirping on the trees, and the underground soil was very slippery and dirty. People who watched it felt really uncomfortable.

Holding the long spear in his hand, Yang Yanzhao crouched on the ground, looked at Yang Yansi and said, "Third brother! Fourth brother is ready on another mountain?"

"It's all ready! As long as the sixth brother gives an order! We can kill every piece of him!" Yang Yansi waited for so long with anticipation in his eyes, and he finally got his chance.

Yang Yanzhao shook his head helplessly, and said for a while: "The purpose this time is to burn the food and grass! It's not to kill the enemy!"

"But Sixth Brother! I don't want to do such a boring thing! Brother, you can do it yourself!" Yang Yansi looked aggrieved, and he expressed doubts about this matter.

"Okay, okay!" Yang Yanzhao waved helplessly at his war-thirsty brother, and then said, "You can kill yourself in a while! Leave the rest to me!"

"Thank you Sixth Brother!" Yang Yansi was overjoyed.

"Fire the rocket" Yang Yanzhao stood up suddenly, opened the longbow in his hand, set up the bow and arrow, and prepared for the back, with a good torch, and the torches were ignited in pieces, like a spark of fire.

"Let go!" Yang Yanzhao gave an order, and the soldiers under his command suddenly opened the longbows in their hands, and shot and killed them in unison.

"The flames shot out" Wei Bing's expression changed after he reacted: "Quick! Go ask for help, there is an ambush among us! Hurry up!"

The chaotic soldiers were all in a hurry, Yang Yanzhao saw it, and greeted his younger brother: "You still...!"

As soon as Yang Yanzhao finished speaking, he saw everyone behind him, and quickly looked towards the mountainside. Yang Yansi waved the double hammers in his hand and shouted: "Yang Yansi is here! The enemy will die!"

"This guy!" Yang Yanzhao was helpless, rubbed his cold hands, and said with emotion: "This silly brother!"

"Fourth! Little Six! Little Seven, they're all going to do it! Let's do it too!" Yang Yan'an held a carved bow in his hand, with a cold expression on his face, but he couldn't help talking too much.

Yang Yanhui wiped the snow-white chrysanthemum in his hand and tapped the golden gun, looked down at the battlefield, and immediately said, "Third brother, go! There are no famous generals here! They are too lazy, I will do it!"

"Hey! I said you...!" Yang Yanan pointed at his lazy brother, but he was helpless. This guy's heart is higher than the sky, and his life is thinner than paper. Seeing that he can only rely on himself, he glanced at the man behind him. Soldiers, summoned: "Quick! Give it to me!"

(End of this chapter)