Dragon map of the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 50 Revenge Is Not Overnight

"Where is the Thunder Tiger?" In front of Zhonglie Hall, Mu Jing stood solemnly, the light bursting out from his eyes was vivid, and suddenly he let out a roar.

"The end is here!"

"Behead his head and hang it on the flagpole in front of the Hall of Loyalty for everyone to see. This is the end of opposing us, so as to warn others!" Mu Jing pulled out his long sword and pointed at the dead man. Gu Qiu said coldly.

"promise!"

Lei Hu galloped away, slashed across with his sword, and picked up Duan Duan's head. With a slash of his long knife, he hung it directly on the flagpole.

"My lord is dead?"

"The commander of the Gu clan's army is dead?"

"how is this possible?"

"what should we do?"

"Run away!"

"Find a way to escape, we can live if we escape!"

"No matter what, we must not let the children of the family die here, and rush out with me!"

As soon as Gu Qiu died, his head was hung out, and it was clearly seen in the flames that the soldiers of various families who had already been caught in the sea of ​​flames suddenly lost their backbones, screaming and screaming, unwilling to fight again, and began to flee in all directions.

"Jingping Village is our home, invading our home is an unforgivable crime!"

Mu Jing moved, and he, the commander, began to charge, waving the long sword in his hand with a strong killing intent, like a rainbow, shouting at the starry sky: "All sons, follow me to attack, strangle them, and leave no one behind!"

"Kill them clean!"

"Invasion of my homeland is unforgivable, and today we will leave no one behind!"

Left and right of Zhonglie Hall, Lei Hu had already led the remnants of the first song to turn around and rush forward, while the young man in the third song was also led by the army marquis Lin Fang, and rushed out from the left wing. Anyone who walked out of the flames would be killed by them. Killed by the sword.

"Your Highness!" Zhang Huo glanced at the Holy Maiden of Peace.

"kill!"

The delicate and beautiful red lips of the Holy Maiden of Peace burst out a word coldly.

"kill!"

"kill!"

Headed by Zhang Huo, the Taiping Divine Guard's battle formation is not broken, and they should be the vanguard, rampant and invincible.

The government soldiers were defeated immediately.

"Get out!"

"withdraw!"

"Back back!"

They were impatient to get out of the encirclement of the sea of ​​flames and exit Jingping Village, but it was too late.

"Stop them!"

"No one is allowed to go out!"

At this time, at the entrance of the village, the second song led by Tan Zong blocked up. Dozens of young men gathered in the army formation, like an iron wall, not allowing one person to fight out.

A bloody massacre is going on...

An hour later, the night still shrouded the starry sky, and the firelight of Jingping Village illuminated half of the sky, but this battle was over, and none of the five hundred elite soldiers gathered by the Wuyin gentry was spared from top to bottom.

"Everyone put out the fire immediately!"

Mu Jing jumped off his horse, the sword in his hand was already stained with blood, and the battle armor on his body was also stained with blood. There were at least two or three government soldiers killed by him. The killing aroused a beast in his heart, His blood is still boiling.

"promise!"

The generals killed each other happily, but they obeyed Mu Jing's words, and when they heard Mu Jing's orders, they took orders without hesitation.

"Tan Zong!"

"exist!"

"Go and count our casualties, count our results, and report the result to me as soon as possible!" Mu Jing's tall and straight body stood in the sea of ​​corpses and blood, and his eyes looked at the raging fires around him. Pingcun had already been burned, and instead of the ecstasy after the victory in the war, his expression became more and more gloomy.

"promise!"

Tan Zong took the order and led a dozen teenagers to count the casualties.

"You won!" The Holy Maiden of Peace strolled over and cupped her hands to congratulate: "With less than two hundred young men, you defeated five hundred elite soldiers and horses. You are the smallest general I have ever seen. If my father is still alive, you will be defeated by the yellow scarf." Proud to have such a young hero!"

"Do you really think I've won?"

Mu Jing exuded this bleak coldness all over his body, his eyes were indifferent, and he glanced sideways at the white skirt girl: "You shouldn't want to ask me, just now you obviously have the opportunity to take the boy who played the first song, and you can win, why is it Didn't you withdraw the soldiers of the first song in time?"

"You are right!" The moon eyes of the Holy Maiden of Peace shine brightly. She is not an ordinary woman. Understanding the meaning of Mujing's so-called survival, he said calmly: "If you give up, you will gain. If you want to wipe them out, you have to pay the price. Only by paying casualties can you break their guard and lure the enemy to go deep. Only then can we annihilate them with one fire!"

"Ha ha!"

Mu Jing smiled, his eyes were like eagles, staring at the veil of the Holy Maiden of Peace, extremely aggressive, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a ruffian temperament: "I once heard Qu Shuai say that the Holy Maiden of Peace is When the girl was about eight or nine years old, she was loved by the heavens, and she was established as a saint of the Taiping Dao. She was blessed by nature, was born holy, and had a peerless appearance. Looking at it now, she really deserves her reputation. I really want to lift your veil now. Isn't it like in the legend, a smile can turn a city!"

"The prodigal son!"

The Holy Maiden of Taiping was stunned for a moment when she heard the words, then her face became solemn, and she was slightly sullen.

"Hahaha!"

Mujing's mood immediately improved a lot, and he laughed and left.

"Your Highness, he's gone too far!" Zhang Huo walked up and looked at Mu Jingli's back with a gloomy look. This kid actually flirted with His Highness. Isn't he looking for death? He simply hooked Taiping and took his head .

"Leave him alone, he is a lunatic!" The Holy Maiden of Peace asked, "Are there any casualties among the uncles?"

"It's just a slight injury, nothing serious!"

"That's good!"

The Holy Maiden of Peace breathed a sigh of relief.

The fire in Jingping Village was still burning, and Lei Hu and others were still fighting the fire, while Tan Zong had already counted the casualties and the results of the battle at this time.

"Young master is the master!"

The battle armor on Tan Zong's body was heavy, and he made a clanging sound, and cupped his hands to report: "In this battle, our army beheaded 510 and 180 enemy heads, and almost all of the 38 seven soldiers of our Jingping Youth Battalion were injured, including 52 who were seriously injured. [-] feet!"

It is already a miracle that they can win.

The first one is fire attack, relying on the power of fire to encircle them, disintegrate their fighting intention, and force them to be unable to balance the front and rear, thus breaking the formation and killing the enemy.

With the help of the second Taiping God Guard, Zhang Huo beheaded the enemy's morale and defeated their battle formation in one fell swoop.

But war has a price.

In 180, 52 young men died in battle and 38 were seriously injured. In this era, the chance of these seriously wounded people surviving is only half and a half. In this way, their injuries have already exceeded half.

Click!

Mu Jing clenched his fists tightly, and made a cold voice from his fingers: "Blood revenge can only be repaid with blood. Since you have started the battle, let the Yellow Turban Army return to Wuyin County tonight!"

He wants peace.

But someone doesn't want it.

That being the case, then fight.

Why they can only be beaten, not attack.

The battle tonight is not over yet...

"Young master?" Tan Zong's face moved slightly.

"There's no need to fight the fire. Some houses will burn if they burn, and it's useless to save them!"

Mu Jing got on his horse and said, "Give me an order, as long as the youth battalion can go to battle and kill the enemy, all gather!"

"promise!"

Tan Zong trembled all over, and quickly took orders.

A quarter of an hour later, apart from the seriously wounded and some slightly wounded who had to stay behind, together with Mu Jing, 85 teenagers gathered and waited in line.

"Lei Hu, Tan Zong!"

"exist!"

"Take out our battle flags and wrap them all in yellow scarves!"

"promise!"

Lei Hu raised a yellow sky battle flag, which was the symbol of the Yellow Turban Army, and Tan Zong personally wrapped the yellow scarves around each neck or head.

This is the former Yellow Turban Army.

"Boys, although they are not enough to die, XX is still not reconciled. If someone comes to kill us, we will kill us back. A certain family wants to take revenge and avenge our death in the battle tonight!" Mu Jing waved his sword, pointing forward: "From now on, everyone obeys my orders. If there is any disrespect, they will be dealt with by military law. Let's go!"

He, Mu Longtu, was impatient, so he wanted revenge, never overnight.

"set off!"

"set off!"

Dozens of young soldiers smelled like blood, and the fierce battle had ignited the wildness in their hearts. At this moment, even if Mu Jing asked them to die, they would go on and on.

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