Daming kill

Chapter 157 Crazy
"Chong"

After a crisp sound, Li Ping suddenly drew out the knife surprisingly.

"Send the order, the blunderbuss soldiers continue to shoot, the troops are ready to attack again, and those who retreat will be killed. Hurry up and pass it on." While raising the knife, Li Ping stared forward and shouted.

As soon as his words fell, a messenger ran forward quickly.

Song Baolai looked at Li Ping blankly and said, "Brother, you still fight!"

However, Li Ping ignored Song Baolai.

Gritting his teeth, he turned to the only three remaining company commanders and agencies on standby, and shouted: .

"If we were to lose our halberds in front of this small stockade today, if we decided to retreat after a slight setback in the attack, the soldiers might all become soft-hearted in the future, and they would never be able to fight tough battles again.

The attack cannot stop!If we stop, we can only accept failure.

I am determined to gather the reserve forces to storm one place, and I will lead the attack.Honor and disgrace in one fell swoop, do you have the guts? "

"Have"

"Have"

……

Everyone was yelling for answers.

"Okay! The fourth company and the fifth company will attack with me. Ma Lan, go and gather all the archers. You will command them to cover us." Li Ping continued to roar.

After speaking, he strode forward without hesitation.

Duan Qiang and Hu Zhongshan looked at each other solemnly and followed after.

Soon, amidst the sound of whistles and shouts, the more than 300 men who had been on standby all rushed forward in a simple formation.

Watching the crowd keep passing him, Song Baolai, who stayed where he was, opened his mouth wide and wanted to shout something, but finally swallowed it back.

"General, wait for me, put this on..."

The big stupid Liu Qiang got out from nowhere and chased after him shouting while wearing a chain mail.

At this time, under the wall.

Although the hundreds of blunderbuss soldiers who lined up in three sparse rows hadn't fired ten rows of blunderbusses, this continuous and intensive firing still completely enveloped the entire area near the wall of the village with thick smoke.

The large amount of smoke produced by the original black powder made it impossible for the musketeers to see the outline of the wall that was close at hand.

Some musketeers hesitated and slowed their reloading, raising the muzzle higher and higher with each shot.

But because they didn't get any clear order to cease fire, they still replaced row by row mechanically.

Suddenly, a certain platoon of blunderbuss soldiers was broken by a large number of soldiers coming from behind.

Then, the entire large section of the blunderbuss was quickly pushed to the sides.

"Sir, I'm incompetent." The ashamed Ma Yong greeted Li Ping in shame.

"Don't talk about these useless things now, and continue to attack after the bird gun stops." Li Ping said, looking for the wall with his neck up.

Beside him, a large number of freshmen pouring under the wall of the village are also looking for ladders scattered on the ground, and the example of the general is inspiring them.

However, it is impossible for the movement under the wall not to attract the attention of the enemies above the wall, which is not tall at all, especially in this section where there is no screaming sound of lead pellets passing overhead, which makes everything more clear.

Several big stones flew down from the wall quickly, and one of them happened to hit a soldier who was only one meter away from Li Ping.

The soldier didn't wear an iron helmet. Li Ping saw the young man snort and then collapsed with blood dripping from the corner of his mouth.

All armor was given priority to the troops that had launched the attack before, and most of the reserve troops did not have any armor.

Seeing all kinds of things falling from the sky, Duan Qiang who followed closely seemed to go crazy, holding up a broken shield to protect Li Ping's head.

Ma Yong also anxiously kept saying in a low voice: "General, it's dangerous here, please back away."

But Li Ping pulled Duan Qiang away and scolded Ma Yong in a low voice: "Stop talking nonsense, go organize troops, I will do it here.".

Although Li Ping is also very timid now, and more and more fears and worries have arisen in his heart, but he is still more angry and impulsive, and his heart has hardened a lot after several consecutive battle experiences.

Looking at the very blurred wall, Li Ping cursed in his heart.

Although the blunderbuss soldiers behind them stopped firing, the smoke continued to fill the air, and it seemed that it would not dissipate for a while, and the bow and arrow cover they were preparing to replace was simply useless.

This is yet another decision that exists only in the imagination.

At this time, Liu Qiang, who was out of breath, finally found Li Ping with his chain mail in his arms, and he couldn't help but force him on Li Ping.

Distraught, Li Ping was about to throw a tantrum, but seeing the tension and fuss of the people around him, he finally held back.

Just as the chain mail was straightened, a ladder beside Li Ping had already been erected.

Han Jiu appeared out of nowhere, and took the lead in climbing up with a shield in his hands.

Han Jiu didn't wear armor.

Li Ping was stunned for a while and didn't stop him, let alone compete with him.

As the general, Li Ping was able to be in such a dangerous situation, to be at the forefront of the attack, and to be among ordinary soldiers, which was enough to strongly arouse the soldiers' will to fight.

Especially some old company soldiers who were hesitating under the wall of the village became even more red-eyed when they saw Li Ping.

The officers and backbones began to scramble to climb up.

Holding the shield in one hand, Han Jiu kicked up the ladder quickly with the other, with his knife stuck behind his back.

In the smoke, the figure who had been avoiding on the wall finally began to emerge.

A spear came down, and Han Jiu easily blocked it with his shield.

The other spear was also stabbed down, probably a little sideways due to unclear vision, and the speed was a little slow.

Han Jiu reached out and grabbed the spear directly, and pulled it down vigorously. A bandit soldier fell from above with a "ah" sound.

Then, as soon as the bandit soldier landed, he was stabbed violently by the crowd below.

At this time, Han Jiu, who had stabilized his body a little, began to kick upwards at an extremely fast speed, and reached the top of the wall in an instant.

Then, he quickly turned to grab the shield with both hands to protect his entire chest, and then kicked his legs vigorously, pushing the shield with his whole body and jumping into the wall of the village.

A figure who was trying to block Han Jiu by the wall of the village was directly pushed down by his shield, and the knife he was waving was also knocked down.

Han Jiu was so unbelievably the first to jump onto the wall.

The platoon leader Ma Guang (Li Ping's former soldier) who followed Han Jiu also jumped into the wall of the village, and cut down several nearby enemy soldiers together with Han Jiu in a moment.

The gap appeared so unbelievably.

The bravery of Han Jiu and Ma Guang made the stunned bandits unable to react for a while, and the bandit soldiers who were also close at hand with three-eyed guns and fire guns were so frightened that they even dropped the matchlocks in their hands. .

"Hurry up and tell the blunderbuss soldiers to stop fighting, and attack from all fronts together to reduce the pressure here." Li Ping shouted fiercely, grabbing Ma Yong who still refused to leave.

Climbing to the top of the wall does not mean being able to stand on the top of the wall. Some of them have climbed up to it before, but they were all quickly beaten down.

But after all, this is a fighter opportunity, and the fighter opportunity is fleeting. No one knows which small change will shake the entire battle situation.

Li Ping can't afford to waste any chance now.

After shouting to Ma Yong, Li Ping couldn't wait any longer.He pulled aside a figure who was about to climb the ladder, and climbed up with a knife in his hand.

As soon as he jumped onto the wall of the village, Li Ping saw two bandit soldiers rushing towards him madly with big knives, and he instinctively pushed and chopped.One bandit soldier was pushed off the wall immediately, while the other was cut down to the ground.

After Li Ping regained his composure, he saw a large group of bandit soldiers rushing along the relatively wide channel of the wall, holding knives and howling, and another one of his soldiers who had just climbed up the wall in the chaos People were directly squeezed down.

The enemy who discovered the abnormality here has decisively and quickly mobilized surplus manpower for support.

Han Jiu and the few others who had fallen into the melee all froze.

Before he had time to think about it, Li Ping also rushed into the battle group, stabbed several bandits who were besieging his comrades to the ground with a few stabs at lightning speed, then quickly picked up a shield and shouted:
"Push them back."

While roaring, Li Ping put his shield on his chest and directly bumped into the mountain of knives and wall of flesh that had advanced in front of him.

After crashing into the crowd, Li Ping began to stab forward with the knife while pushing the shield.

Duan Qiang, who had just climbed up, didn't understand what was going on, but he swung his knife and rushed to Li Ping's side without hesitation.

Shocked, Han Jiu and the others seemed to be filled with divine power, roaring and quickly knocked down the bandits who were entangled with them, and then crashed into Li Ping's side.

The intersecting bodies, the constant wailing and screaming, and the sound of puffing into the flesh test the courage and will of both parties, and personal bravery has all given way to luck.

Li Ping could feel that more and more people were crowding from behind, and the bandits were being oppressed to retreat slowly.

But now he didn't have the time to distract himself, he just kept his body behind the shield as much as possible, tried his best to use the shield to push back and forth, and kept drawing and closing the sword.

He must try his best to make the enemies in front of him unable to stand upright and use their strength, so as to increase his chance of survival.

He didn't want to die either.

But several times, he still felt sharp objects in close contact with his body, but probably because of the two layers of good armor on his body, he didn't feel severe pain.

The good two armors should have played a key role.

Suddenly, Li Ping felt that the front suddenly became clear, and his whole body was almost tripped by the body under his feet because he couldn't hold back the figure that was still rushing forward.

The bandits, who had an absolute advantage in numbers, finally couldn't withstand the huge pressure and collapsed first. They cried and scrambled to flee backwards, and some of them jumped directly inwards off the wall.

Li Ping laughed loudly and wiped the blood and sweat off his face, only to see a group of familiar faces nervously surrounding him.

Li Ping only glanced at it, and shouted impatiently: "What are you doing around me, we haven't won yet! Let me kill the enemy. Hurry up!"

After finishing speaking, he held the blood-stained Yanling Saber and broke through the crowd and continued to move forward along the wall of the village.

No one stopped Li Ping, hot and crazy shouts filled the entire wall of the village.

Although the wall that the bandits separated from the land was only a few hundred meters away, the entire wall actually built a circle along the concave land in the lake, but the wall was shorter and the passageway was narrower along the water.

This is very effective in preventing being attacked from a more open water.

But it also allowed Li Ping to quickly complete the siege along the entire wall and occupy the best position on the entire battlefield.

And as the gate of the village was opened, the whole battle became completely one-sided, and it became the same chase as before.

Only one fierce hand-to-hand encounter, one brutal bloody duel, the turning point of a battle has come, and it is almost irreversible.

The transformation of war is sometimes so quick and direct.

Under the wall of the village, Li Ping saw that a wooden cannon had been reloaded, and several people were holding it and watching the chaos.

Without hesitation, Li Ping rushed over immediately.

A bandit wanted to block him head-on, but just as Li Ping was about to swing his knife, the bandit had already grabbed the half of the arrow tail that suddenly appeared on his forehead and fell backwards.

That face is so immature, this bandit soldier is only a half-grown boy.

Then, several people passed Li Ping, howled and ran towards the guys carrying the cannons.

Li Ping already has a group of tails that cannot be shaken off.

Li Ping saw clearly that one of the fallen women was a woman, and there were more and more screams and screams from women and boys around him.

Inside the wall of the stronghold, there were more women, old and young running around than anyone could have imagined.

The boiling water and dung juice, the piles of rocks, and the weapons carried with them all reminded that these women, young and old had been providing indirect and even direct combat support to the bandit soldiers extensively.

Men and women, old and young, joined the battle, and the bandits and the people were already blurred. This is a group of old bandits who have obviously taken root.

The troops who rushed into the village also went crazy in the face of the bloody and heavy losses. The red-eyed soldiers had forgotten to show mercy, and few people would show mercy just because the other party was not an adult man.

Li Ping watched as some bandits raised their hands or knelt on the ground and were still cut down or stabbed down. The cry of the survivors seems to have disappeared from the memory of the soldiers.

Li Ping didn't stop it, nor did he want to stop it, his heart was getting cold.

When the gunpowder smoke dissipated and the shouts of killing finally stopped, corpses and the wailing of the wounded were everywhere in the bandit den.

There was no laughter in the past, no exciting chasing and playing, and no showing off to each other. The winners were more silent and melancholy this time.

(End of this chapter)