Great Warriors of Sui and Tang Dynasties

Chapter 428 The Dead Man
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"Kill Luo Cheng, and there will be no worries about this plan." Li Mi laughed as he looked at the float on the ice cave in the river.

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North Sea border.

That black-faced warrior turned even darker, "Kill!"

After attacking for a long time, the black-faced warrior will have to lead his team to kill.

As he took the lead in charging, countless people came to kill together.

This is a dead soldier, recruited by the Yang family and the Li family for many years. Luo Cheng thought that these people were the soldiers of a military mansion, but in fact, even Yang Xuangan didn't have the ability to mobilize all the soldiers of the upper army mansion directly. Come and kill a returning hero God of War.

These people are just dead soldiers secretly recruited by Yang Xuangan and Li Mi over the years. They were originally a surprise soldier arranged for Li Yang's army, but now they had to be transferred here in advance to kill Luo Cheng.

When these more than a thousand people came, they had already made up their minds that they must die.

It's just that what they didn't expect was that Luo Cheng, who only had 300 people, was not so easy to kill.

"Ballista!"

With Wang Ziming's roar, a ballista that was originally covered with felt cloth and disguised as an ordinary carriage was lifted off the felt cloth, and suddenly a three-bow crossbow inside stood out, extremely hideous.

The crossbow driven by the three bows can fire seven crossbow guns at a time, and even a war horse can pierce through it with one shot. No matter how strong the heavy armor is, it can't withstand the blow of this crossbow gun.

Wang Ziming commanded those seemingly ordinary grooms to quickly adjust the parking spaces. These grooms were actually crossbowmen, the most elite crossbowmen. They cooperated in twos and threes and quickly completed the preparations.

"Kill that black-faced guy first." Wang Ziming stared at the big black guy who rushed to the front.

To capture a thief first capture the king, to shoot a man first shoot a horse.

The crossbow spears as thick as chicken eggs locked on the black man, and the crossbowmen raised their mallets and knocked down hard, the crossbows fired like lightning.

In order to be able to kill the black man with one blow, Wang Ziming aimed all 36 crossbows in that direction, and all ten steps around the big black man were within the coverage of the crossbows.

36 chariot crossbows, each with seven consecutive shots.

A total of 250 two crossbow guns roared out.

One shot after another.

The black man and the dead soldiers within ten steps around him were almost gone in an instant.

One after another, the spears and crossbows pierced through the dead soldiers one after another. The crossbows were too strong, and they often pierced through one and then pierced the second and third.

Big Hei was the worst, he was shot by five or six crossbow guns at the same time.

The huge crossbow gun was so powerful that it tore him apart, leaving him dead.

Even the war horse under him was hit by several crossbow guns and was firmly nailed to the ground.

Seeing the terrified eyes of those dead soldiers, the fourth son Cunxiao laughed out loud, and even more merciless when he gained power, he mobilized his horses and rushed out of the army formation first.

A hand of Yu Wangluo has already been handy by him, and he is superb.

At this time, with the power of the chariot and crossbow, no one can stop it.

"If you want to kill, grandpa will accompany you to kill to your heart's content today!"

There are few people who can compare with the fourth son of the Luo family. This guy is as desperate as a lunatic when he starts a war, and he likes to rush to places where there are many people.

After returning from hundreds of battles in Liaodong, he had more than a dozen scars on his body, but the fourth child still did not change his temperament.

Fighting is just a matter of fighting for courage, and you are less afraid of death than anyone else.

Luo Laosi, who was he afraid of coming?

Over there, Siye saw that the fourth child had already rushed out first, so without saying a word, he brandished his Mo knife and followed closely. Kan Ling, Wang Xiongdan, Ximen Junyi and other young generals also followed closely.

One after another, the warriors and sharp soldiers rushed out.

Behind them are countless strong bows and crossbows continuing to shoot, and finally there are 36 crossbows furiously outputting.

Three hundred to one thousand and two.

One against four, but these warriors who returned from Liaodong have no fear. They once fought against [-] with [-] in Sashui, and fought against [-] with more than [-] at Beijiangkou.

Those dead warriors no longer had a leader, and although they were still fearless of death, they were already somewhat confused.

Most of these people were also veterans of the battlefield, but veterans of the battlefield, they also came from all corners of the country, and they were not brothers in the same robe who had fought together.On the contrary, Luo Cheng's three hundred people were all old brothers of the Fifth Left Army who had just withdrawn from the Liaodong battlefield. They stood shoulder to shoulder and fought together countless times.

Luo Shixin, who couldn't bear it any longer, led twelve heavy cavalrymen under his command, put on their armor and mounted their horses. They put down their visors and picked up their spears.

The wind is howling.

The horse is neighing.

Luo Shixin let out a low growl, and the twelve riders followed closely behind him.

The war horse ran faster and faster, like a mountain avalanche and the ground cracking, going forward indomitably, unstoppable.

Luo Cheng didn't rush.

He was always sitting on the horse safely, and around him, groups of crossbowmen were shooting wildly.

Wei Zheng also held a crossbow in his hand, watching Cun Xiao's successors rushing left and right to kill in the distance, he smiled and said to Zhang Xutuo, "Old general, are these brothers of Luo Shuai amazing?"

Zhang Xutuo rode on a horse and stood beside Luo Cheng. Looking at these wolf-like warriors, he couldn't help but nodded, "No wonder he was able to break through Pyongyang alone. He is indeed an elite soldier."

Luo Cheng just said indifferently, "Tell Cunxiao and the others, don't kill them all, I want to know who has such a great ability to mobilize so many soldiers to kill me."

"Beware!"

Zhang Xutuo suddenly roared.

In the calm Jishui Glacier, dozens of crossbow spears were suddenly fired.

On the empty ice surface, more than a dozen ballistas galloped over. Although these ballistas were not as big as the three-bow crossbow, they were still large crossbows that required two people to operate. A crossbow convoy had been hiding on the other side of the Jishui River, and at this moment it suddenly rushed over.

Dozens of crossbow guns roared towards them.

Du Fuwei roared loudly, "Shield array!"

He didn't know if it was too late.

Luo Cheng looked at the crossbow guns that were shot at him, but he didn't panic. He quickly took off an iron shield from the saddle with one hand, and quickly pulled out his spare knife at the same time.

Shield block, knife cut.

In the blink of an eye, three crossbows that would kill him were blocked.

The shield formed by Du Fuwei also blocked most of the crossbows.

Zhang Xutuo swung his lance repeatedly and flew several crossbows, and even picked up a crossbow that was shot in front of Wei Zheng for Wei Zheng.

"Thank you, old general, if it weren't for you, I would be finished now."

Seeing that Luo Cheng was fine, Du Fuwei heaved a sigh of relief, then rushed towards the ice with a dark face and raised his knife.

A group of fierce soldiers followed closely behind.

The ballista on the glacier finished firing a round and was reloading nervously, but before they could finish loading, Du Fuwei had already led his men to kill them.

Slashed with a knife, stabbed with a gun.

Du Fuwei didn't give them another chance. He was angry with these damned ambush attackers, and his men showed no mercy.

"Cut off their hands and leave them breathless."

After the most insidious crossbow array ambush was broken, this ambush raid also failed.

The ruthless soldiers were not polite at all, and none of the more than [-] people escaped.

Except for those who deliberately left some alive, the rest were killed cleanly and their heads were beheaded.

"Now you can ask, who is trying to kill me!" Luo Cheng looked at the bloody battlefield and said,

(End of this chapter)