Country and Beauty

The landing site requirement for gliding wing was originally very strict. Experienced pilots should be able to safely land on a flat ground of 15x20 meters with no obstacles. Of course, this requirement would vary depending on the prevailing wind speed and the surrounding environment. However, since Xie Fei would usually train the wind camp's soldiers to take off and land in order to deal with the surprise attacks on the battlefield, his requirements were extremely harsh. At this time, the slope of the valley on the left and right of the valley was more than 45 degrees, and the stones on the ground were growing out of the ground, making it impossible for anyone to land on it.

However, the situation on the battlefield was not optimistic at all. Although the fireballs were fierce, there was still too little fuel for them to burn. Without any accident, the fire would be weakened in a quarter of an hour, allowing the cavalrymen to pass through with ease without suffering too much damage in the next quarter of an hour. Qiu Zhongyuan quickly slowed down and lowered his height. When he was about ten meters away from the ground, Qiu Zhongyuan began to loosen the leather sheath on his body. He moved skillfully and finally, when he was three or four meters away from the ground, Qiu Zhongyuan jumped and rolled on the ground to reduce the force of the fall. Finally, he managed to reach the surface safely.

However, the expensive gliding wing was smashed into a pile of useless parts. Qiu Zhongyuan did not feel any heartache because Xie Fei had told him that every soldier in wind camp was a treasure.

At this time, a series of wind camp s, two companies, a total of more than three hundred and thirty gliding wing began to imitate Qiu Zhongyuan's method of landing, but as a result, none of the more than three hundred gliding wing remained, causing the deaths of thirty to forty people.

Qiu Zhongyuan called for the remaining 300 people and quickly built a simple defense line.

Although barbarian soldier was bombarded repeatedly by the wind camp, first by Heaven Bombing grenade, then by incendiary bombs, causing him to be battered and exhausted. However, there were still at least three thousand more barbarian soldier s. barbarian soldier suffered because of wind camp, and they couldn't even reach the fight. This was the most frustrating battle they had to fight. Now that they saw that the wind camp had actually landed on the hillside, they finally found a place to vent. Under the situation that no one was commanding, the barbarian soldier s all picked up their weapons and rushed forward.

Before the two sides even touched each other, a droning sound could be heard, and a dozen or so flying axes twirled through the air, flying straight to the soldiers on top of the mountain. At the same time, countless "whoosh whoosh" sounds could be heard, and countless dense and bright arrows shot out like a torrential storm, covering the mountain.

The wind camp soldiers had a piece of special armor in front of their chest that protected their chest from arrows. However, they could defend against arrows but could not defend against axes weighing seven to eight jin.

Just then, the soldiers of wind camp made their move, their movements almost uniform, all of them falling onto the ground, escaping the first round of attacks from the flying axes and arrows, the soldiers of wind camp jumped up, at the same time, the second wave of flying axes also arrived, they only saw the soldiers of wind camp advancing instead of retreating, all of them brandishing out their horizontal blades, a blade light flashed, and all the flying axes dropped to the ground.

Due to the steep slope, the horses could not move forward at all. Therefore, the barbarian soldier had to abandon the horses and join the attack on foot.

The wind camp Battalion Commander Qiu Zhongyuan held his blade with both hands and swung it fiercely downwards. With a series of "kacha kacha" sounds, the three barbarian soldier s below him were cut into two halves. Qiu Zhongyuan's ferociousness did not scare the barbarian soldier half a step, but instead stimulated their bloodthirsty nature. Dozens of barbarian soldier s howled and surrounded them, their spears and scimitars all aiming at his body.

Qiu Zhongyuan was skilled enough to be one of the top experts, but he could not stand up to the many wolves. He was strong enough to create waves of blood amongst the enemies, but for a moment, he was also a bit flustered and dangerous. Right at this time, the wind camp soldiers behind Qiu Zhongyuan also rushed forward, only to see more than ten wind camp soldiers slashing their swords, as though they were looking at a blood snake. Each time they fought a heart wrenching scream, barbarian soldier would always fall to the ground spitting blood, never to be able to get back up.

Under the combined attacks of Qiu Zhongyuan and the others, more than half of the hundred barbarian soldier powerhouses fell in an instant. This time, the pressure on Qiu Zhongyuan and the others was greatly reduced. Qiu Zhongyuan looked down and saw at least eight or nine hundred barbarian soldier s rushing out from below, and their numbers were still increasing.

Qiu Zhongyuan snorted in his heart, and turned to see a soldier of the wind camp standing beside him having his right arm chopped off, although it was only a simple cut, the wound was still bleeding profusely. Qiu Zhongyuan looked at the soldier's dazed expression, and like a kind big brother, he lightly patted the soldier's shoulder, smiled, and said gently: "Go down, good brother!"

Looking at Qiu Zhongyuan's harmonious and trusting look, the soldier gritted his teeth and smiled. However, the intense pain made him unable to loosen his brows, and he said in a deep voice, "Don't worry, Battalion Commander, I still have my left hand. I will fight with my comrades side by side until the completion of this mission!"

Qiu Zhongyuan looked deeply at the one-armed soldier, then also patted his left shoulder and said in a deep voice, "Brother, since you have not abandoned the faith of our Black Shirt Army, then you are an eternal member of our Black Shirt Army, and that is also our Black Shirt Army's eternal pride!" As the one-armed soldier stood up once again, although his face was somewhat pale, the determined look on his face, while holding onto his sword, caused the originally depressed morale of the entire wind camp army to once again rise.

If Xie Fei saw this scene, he would also be very pleased. This was indeed worthy of being one of the strongest troops in the Black Shirt Army. Facing such a difficult situation and facing such a strong enemy, he could still have such a strong morale.

Qiu Zhongyuan saw the high morale of the soldiers and felt more confident that he would be able to complete this difficult mission. Qiu Zhongyuan imitated Xie Fei's tone when he was training them: "Come, wild beasts, use your sharp claws and teeth and tear apart all the prey in front of us!"

At this time, the hundred odd wind camp soldiers behind Qiu Zhongyuan tightly gripped their scimitars, and shouted in unison, "Black clothed!"

Accompanied by the beastlike voice, wind camp's morale was temporarily at its peak. Qiu Zhongyuan and the more than one hundred Strong Gale Warriors took firm strides, and charged resolutely against the barbarian soldier that was ten times stronger than they already were.

As soon as the two sides made contact, more than a hundred scimitars were swung out horizontally. Instantly, screams filled the air, and the row of barbarian soldier at the front spat out blood from their chests, falling onto the ground. barbarian soldier didn't seem to have seen her comrade's miserable death at all. She stepped on his corpse and rushed to the front of the wind camp soldiers, surrounding them. Then, axes, swords, and broadswords came from all directions, slashing and stabbing at them.

Not long after, there were more than three hundred barbarian soldier lying on the ground. Their blood dyed the ground red, but the barbarian soldier was like a moth flying into the fire as they continuously attacked the hillside.

Facing the endless tide of soldiers in front of him, the bloodied Blast Warrior was fearless. His momentum was still impressive. Although his sword had many cracks on it, the saber light was still enough to move people's hearts. Every soldier believed that they fought on the battlefield for the sake of the glory of Hua Xia, for the sake of their people's pride that they could still stand proudly in the world even after countless years of war. They could die in battle, but before they died, they had to make the enemy pay a heavy price and fear from the bottom of their hearts.

"Long live Black Shirt Army!" A Blast Soldier shouted with all his might before he perished together with his enemy.

The remaining hundred or so Whirlwind Warriors shouted together, "Black Robe, if I attack, I will be invincible!" The saber danced proudly in the yellow torrent. The blood-red color danced about in the air. It had its own color, but it also had enemies.

The Lu Shuihu tribe members were terrified, they did not understand why the enemies in front of them were so fearless of death. Why was it different from the Han people he met before? Why could he kill them at will? Although Lu Shuihu and the rest were afraid, because of that fear, they anxiously wanted to kill all of the wounded hundred odd people in front of them.

However, the huge gap in military strength could not be made up by morale. Following the increase of the troops that Lu Shuihu was investing in, the situation on the battlefield slowly returned to Lu Shuihu's hands.

However, the Gale Warrior was like a black boulder in the middle of a wave. No matter how savage the waves were, it stood tall and proud. The Gale Warriors lined up in a circle to fight the enemy to the death. The corpses of the surrounding enemy troops were piled on top of each other, and scattered among them were the bloodied corpses of the Blast Warriors.

At this time, even though Xie Fei was charging out from the city, his retaliation was not as strong as they thought when fighting against an enemy with twenty times the strength. Xie Fei's heart started sinking, could it be that his months of hard work would all go to waste again?

The commander of the wind camp, Qiu Zhongyuan, who was in charge of obstructing the enemy looked towards the south with an anxious look on his face. He urgently wanted to see the figure of the Black Shirt Army army. At the moment, the situation on the battlefield was critical. Not to mention exterminating all of the barbarian soldier s here, even if they could protect themselves, it would be a problem.

Finally, there were banners fluttering in the sky. Qiu Zhongyuan could not help but feel excited. He rubbed his eyes, stretched his neck and tiptoed to look in that direction. "It's getting clearer and clearer. The flags are long and the black armour is like the clouds." It is our army! "It's finally here!" Qiu Zhongyuan could not suppress the excitement in his heart and shouted.

The first batch of Black Shirt Army did not come as much as before, they were just the sole troops in the Black Shirt Army, the three cavalry Company Commander s of Xie Fei's side did not even reach 2000 troops, the commander of Black Shirt Army's camp, Ran Zhan, was looking at the tragic battlefield and she could not even see the figure of Black Shirt Army, all she could see were yellow beast skin armors. Ran Zhan frowned, an impulse rising up in her heart. Unable to restrain herself any longer, he suddenly pulled out his sword and raised it high into the air as she shouted, "Assault!"

The Black Shirt Army cavalry surged towards the like a flood that had burst out of a dike. It was obvious that there was a strong killing intent coming from the body of the person who was shouting so loudly.

The barbarian soldier did not have a lot of reinforcements, and the number of people on their side did not seem to be large either.

Ran Zhan's pupils constricted, seeing that the opponent was not even 300 steps away from him, he shouted loudly: "Release the arrows!"

The close guard camp was equipped with a new type of crossbow, unlike the crossbow that Xie Fei brought from the future, it was the latest developed by the Institute of Martial Studies. This kind of dual foramina s could shoot two arrows with each shot, with a range of 200 steps, this kind of dual foramina had already been strengthened more than a dozen times, although its power had decreased a little, but its portability, firing speed and loading speed all improved significantly.

The close guard camp Cavalry soldiers fiercely twisted the spring, and following that, a dense rain of arrows that suffocated people began to surge out.

Lu Shuihu who was in the middle of charging suddenly felt darkness in front of him, and then he was horrified to find a terrifying storm of arrows heading straight at him.

Before they could even react, 'whoosh whoosh' sounds resounded, and a large portion of the Lu Shuihu Cavalry soldiers were flipped over as if they had encountered a storm.

The cavalrymen in front fell to the ground, the cavalrymen behind couldn't stop their speed, and ferociously charged forward. Many of the Lu Shuihu Cavalry soldiers who fell from their war horses but did not die were unfortunately stomped into meat paste by their own men's iron hooves. The charging cavalry was in no better condition. Their horses' hooves were tripped in the obstacles created by their fallen comrades. The warhorses flipped and fell, and the riders were flung away. At this time, the cavalry of the Lu Shuihu people were in an extreme state of chaos.

The Lu Shuihu Cavalry's charging speed clearly slowed down for a moment, and then quickly increased as they charged over. The roar was even louder than before, but it seemed to be trembling a little.

Lu Shuihu's cavalry army surged forward like the waves of the ocean. Suddenly, the two groups of cavalry clashed fiercely against each other, and the Black Shirt Army Defender Camp's cavalry roared, and with the sound of thunder exploding, the horizontal blade in their hands hacked out.

Bloody light burst out, and from afar, they saw that many of the Lu Shuihu Cavalry soldiers in front were actually split up and blown away, their bodies flying in several parts, all at the same time releasing a scarlet light, the scene was extremely spectacular and terrifying.

Fresh blood flowed recklessly across the battlefield like waste water. Broken limbs and arms were dismembered like animals in a slaughterhouse. Although the Black Shirt Army was strong, there were still unavoidable casualties. The injured Hei Shanjunshibing did not care about the wounds on his body at all, and did not even frown. The soldier who died in battle quietly laid on the ground, his hand still tightly holding onto his sword.

With so many fresh troops joining in. Moreover, they were all strong people who were much stronger than the ordinary army. The situation on the battlefield reversed.

Ran Zhan was exceptionally brave, wherever he went. A silver light flashed. The blood tide arose. None of his subordinates could match him. Almost every time it flashed with a silver light. At least one enemy fell. Sometimes several people were killed at the same time. Ran Zhan was anxious for Xie Fei's safety, so he killed mercilessly. It was as if they were killing chickens, ducks, cows and sheep; in fact, it was Ran Zhan who was too powerful that it made people fear him. Horrifying. Jealous.

At this moment, the battlefield was like a giant meat grinder. Layer upon layer of corpses. The thick smell of blood filled the air. The ground was covered with a layer of thick, dark red liquid, shocking everyone. There was no place to be seen on the battlefield for miles around. The corpses were all covered!

Treat your enemies benevolently and be cruel to yourself. This was Xie Fei's warning to Hei Shanjunshibing and the others, so whenever Black Shirt Army took action, she would go all out, leaving no leeway for them.