Dynasty Conquest

Chapter 87 Battle of Sanggan River
The dark dynasty soldiers rushed towards the Xingtu army's defense line like a tide. In front of the defense line, arrows pierced the cold air and pierced through the body of the dynasty soldiers. The dynasty soldiers screamed in despair, but more dynasty soldiers The soldiers held their bayonets straight, held their broadswords, and leaped over the fallen soldiers with their swords like snow, shouting and charging.

The Xingtu army had just finished shooting three rounds of arrows, and the tide-like dynasty soldiers were already less than 100 meters away from the defense line. The Xingtu soldiers in the trench could clearly see the cold eyes under the masks of the dynasty soldiers, exuding Intense murderous intent.

Lin Chuan raised his saber and shouted behind him: "When we meet on a narrow road, the brave wins!! Kill!!!"

"Kill!" Lin Chuan's answer was the roar of the mountain and the tsunami, and countless Xingtu soldiers jumped out of the trench to meet the Chao Dynasty soldiers who rushed over.

The Dynasty soldiers were well-equipped, and their red armor cloaks were flying high. They were short of breath, and they rushed towards the Xingtu army's defense line with their swords in their hands.

The turbulent red wave slammed into the Xingtu army's defense line, and there was a rain of blood immediately, screaming continuously, accompanied by the sound of bones breaking, many soldiers vomited blood and fell to the ground unwillingly.

Like a poisonous snake, the pitch-black stabbing spear devoured people, pierce the cold air, and ruthlessly pierced the Xing Tu soldier's chest. A large stream of bright red blood gushed out, staining the defense line red.

"Pfft!" Xing Tu warrior's battle ax slashed down fiercely, and the head of Dynasty soldier flew high and fell into the crowd.

Soldiers on both sides rushed forward to kill each other, fearless of death. At the junction of black and red, blood had already flowed into rivers, and there were layers of corpses lying on the ground.

Commander Lin Chuan's heart was boiling with enthusiasm at the moment, and the sword in his hand was like the sword of death. When the sword fell in his hand, a soldier of the dynasty was beheaded and fell to the ground.

After being honed on the battlefield, Lin Chuan's sword technique is simple and concise, without the slightest fancy, and every knife is a style of fighting with life.

"Huh!" Suddenly a strong wind came from behind, and Lin Chuan swiftly threw himself forward, dodging the sweeping sharp sword.

"Ah!" The sneak attacking Dynasty soldier was about to step forward and continue to attack Lin Chuan. Lin Chuan flipped his wrist, and the saber had cut off both Dynasty soldier's feet, and the Dynasty soldier fell to the ground screaming.

Lin Chuan got up quickly, and the saber in his hand pierced his heart fiercely, and turned it hard, and the dynasty soldier was no longer alive.

"You're courting death!" Lin Chuan's bravery caught the attention of an officer of the Dynasty. He cursed angrily, and stabbed at Lin Chuan's body with the jet-black spear in his hand.

calm!calm!It was too close, almost to the point where there was no way to hide. Facing the swiftly stabbing black spear, Lin Chuan was calmer than ever, and he didn't dodge or dodge, and he just froze on the spot.

Lin Chuan could see the sneer at the corner of the dynasty officer's mouth, and when the stabbing gun was close to [-] distance from Lin Chuan, he suddenly turned to the left side, and the stabbing gun swiped across his arm, accompanied by With burning pain, a groove of blood appeared on Lin Chuan's arm.

If Lin Chuan is not calm and dodges, he will definitely be stabbed in the vitals. It is precisely because of his strong heart and calm face that Lin Chuan dodged the sharp spear.

Looking at Lin Chuan's cold eyes, the officer of the Dynasty was inexplicably chilled. Just as he was about to draw back his lance to defend, Lin Chuan's big hands like iron pincers had already grasped the black iron rod of the lance.

"Roar!" Lin Chuan roared, and pulled his arm hard. The officer of the Dynasty who was caught off guard had been pulled along the stabbing gun and flew towards Lin Chuan. .

But the huge inertia still made him rush towards Lin Chuan. He wanted to stop, but it was too late.

Lin Chuan bent his knees, and in the desperate roar of the officer of the dynasty, he slammed into the head of the officer of the dynasty. With the sound of cracking, the head suddenly turned into a pile of broken bones with flesh and blood. The officer's body slowly collapsed.

Another dynasty soldier wanted to attack Lin Chuan, but was knocked to the ground by the broken shield in Lin Chuan's hand, vomiting blood and died.

On the Xingtu Army's defense line, the vanguard of the Dynasty Army has torn several gaps, and a large number of Dynasty infantry rushed into the Xingtu Army's defense line.

On the line of defense of more than ten miles along the banks of the Sanggan River, hundreds of thousands of soldiers from both sides fought relentlessly, screaming and killing, blood flowed like rivers, and neither side was willing to take a step back.

On the Sanggan River, the Dynasty army is building a pontoon bridge. More than a dozen pontoon bridges have already been built to the middle of the river. There are more than [-] tiger and wolf divisions on the south bank. Once the pontoon bridge is built, they will follow the pontoon bridge to kill the river. .

At the same time, countless dynasty troops jumped into the icy river and swam towards the north bank with all their strength. They were completely soaked, and they rushed towards the Xingtu army's defense line viciously, regardless of the coldness all over their bodies.

The elite soldiers of the dynasty were beyond Lin Chuan's imagination. Although the soldiers of the Xing Tu were not afraid of death, they were immediately at a disadvantage when they encountered the same elite soldiers of the dynasty, because their crude weapons and equipment were not at all the same as the soldiers of the dynasty. a notch.

Often, a Xing Tu warrior's fierce sword can only cut through the armor of the Dynasty soldiers, but the Dynasty soldiers can easily cut down the almost unprotected Xing Tu soldiers to the ground.

On the battlefield on the north bank, the Xingtu soldiers relied on their flesh and blood to block the advance of the Dynasty soldiers. Blood flew, and the swords of both sides were sharpened. With their teeth and fists, the two sides scuffled together and rolled like a sanggan river. , carried away by the current.

The Sanggan River had turned blood red. In the mud of the shoal, the soldiers of both sides shouted and sent their sabers into each other's bodies. Before they could draw out their sabers, their companions rushed up with shouts.

The fighting had lasted for an hour, and the dead bodies of the soldiers on both sides had covered the river beach layer by layer, and the blood mixed with the mud exuded a cold breath.

The battle has reached a fever pitch. Facing the tide of Dynasty soldiers, the Xingtu soldiers formed a steel line of defense with their bodies, standing still like a mountain, blocking the attack of the Dynasty soldiers.

Although soldiers of the dynasty continued to join the battle, and their attacks became more and more fierce and intensive, they were always compressed on the narrow river beach ten miles long and two miles wide, unable to break through the Xingtu army's defense line.

In Lin Chuan's defense zone, Mu Xue and Ye Fei's two banner battalions, which were standing on the front line, had been crippled and had to be withdrawn, allowing Feng Qingyang's first banner battalion to go up.

Lin Chuan also withdrew to the back of the battlefield to rest with the disabled two banner battalions. After an hour of fighting, the six thousand Xingtu soldiers in the two banner battalions were now less than two thousand. If there are more ten-man teams, all of them will be killed immediately, and the establishment can basically be cancelled.

The battle ahead is still going on. Lin Chuan, who has been withdrawn, sits down in the bloody water, picks up a water bag, raises his head and gulps clean water. The one-hour fight almost exhausts all of Lin Chuan's strength. Four or five swords have been changed. Fortunately, the Dynasty soldiers have not broken through the Xingtu army's defense line so far.

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