Death Sutra

Gu Shenwei has an illusion that it seems that the battle not far away has nothing to do with himself. The excitement before the start of the battle suddenly vanished.

Those shouts, shouting horses, and locust-like arrows could not excite the feelings in his heart. After the horn was finished, he seemed to be a pure outsider and a bystander, and even this weak participation. The feeling also disappeared quickly. The war was like a story told by others. He just listened and then imagined the scene in his head.

This made him feel a little embarrassed. The 1,600 cavalry who had been attacked by the arrow was his warrior, fighting for him, but this also allowed him to look at the battle ahead with the most calm attitude, and to charge the enemy. A third of the distance, he knew that the military division won.

The swordsman who used the bow and the spear was not quite the same as he imagined. Under the training of the solitary, these people seemed to become much bigger, or they had something they were more afraid of behind them, facing the storm. The cavalry that came was not panicked until the first round of arrows was released within a hundred steps. The two rows of archers put arrows at the same time for a total of three rounds. Then they stepped back to the back of the spearmen and laid down the longbow. Single knife.

Many Daxueshan cavalry were shot down by the arrow rain that fell from the sky, and some were trampled by their own people to die. Those who did not die were even bare-handed and rushed to the enemy.

Five rows of spears slanted and erected, slamming against the ground, like a huge porcupine, and the ferocious beast had nowhere to go.

However, the Daxueshan swordsman is not an ordinary beast. The horse is stabbed by a spear. The upper body is high and the swordsmen fall to the ground. They immediately climb up, wielding the epee, indiscriminately, the horses, the spears. As soon as the sword went down, all of them were broken into two pieces, and the hard-boiled students opened a gap in the "porcupine."

The cavalry in the back had no way to go, simply leaping high on the horse's back, and the round shield was tightly guarded in front of him, like a piece of boulder, crossed the front of the person, and slammed into the pointed tip.

The charge became a melee.

"Hey, I want to lose, so I will fight, Daxueshan will definitely win." Fang Wen is shaking his head and admitting defeat. He can't tell whether he is happy or depressed. The swordsmen don't understand the art of war, but the degree of bravery is beyond his imagination.

Gu Shenwei did not tell Fang Wen that the military division is the winner. The melee is not in line with the idea and intention of the Dragon King. The swordsman is very valuable. Everyone who died is an irreparable loss.

The fierce killing lasted for about two quarters of an hour. The right wing of the Falling Peak won a decisive victory. The cavalry and the spearmen on the left wing of Jinpengbao were defeated. The archer who pulled out the single-handed sword did not fight much. He shouted a few tokens. The emperor retreats.

The left-winged sword peak is glued to the enemy, regardless of the outcome.

In the middle of the Huagai Peak, the casualties are huge, showing a lack of support.

It is useful to stay in the rear. In the battle group, no one can know the overall situation. When you see the comrades around you fall down one by one, you think you have to lose. When you see the enemy running away, you believe that you want to win. The defeat can only be based on strength and luck.

It can be observed for too long and it is useless.

Gu Shenwei nodded to the back of the knife waiter, took the long knife from his hand, turned his head and glanced at more than a hundred Shenfengfeng swordsmen. Everyone had already clenched the hilt, and the eyebrows stood up and the whole body was tight. It seems that they are also fighting in the front line. They are like the Dragon King, and their hearts are full of battles.

"Dragon King, you can't..." Fang Wen was convinced to persuade him to say half of the words. The Dragon King had already taken the horse out, and the swordsmen around him screamed in unison, and the blast followed the dragon king.

Fang Wen is shaking his head, riding a horse in a circle, and returning to the original place. He is a counselor. Only when he is at a safe distance, his brain can work normally. When he is in a flesh-and-blood battlefield, he does not need the enemy to do it. Scared.

"Oh, slammed, too slammed." Fang Wen whispered, couldn't help but wonder, why didn't the king fight for him as a counselor? Shule Wang Mingming saw his ability, and did not reveal the meaning of love, "Life is not good." He thought with helplessness, then looked up and saw a smoke rising in the distance.

Fang Wen was pre-feeling that things were a bit uncomfortable, and he stepped on the stables and stood up, holding the right hand of the whip in front of him and watching it carefully.

The smoke and dust scattered, and another person quickly rushed to the battlefield, rough estimate, no less than 3,000 people.

Fang Wen was shocked. The scouts got news that Jinpengbao had only four or five thousand people. Where did these cavalry emerge? In the snowy mountains, he immediately understood that the general named Du Guzhen did not know what method to use, and even deceived the scouts and spies, hiding a large army.

The Snowy Mountain has almost made up its full force, and it will never be able to withstand the new force.

Fang Wen is riding a dozen steps forward, riding the reins and turning the horse's head. It is useless to rush up. It is better to "send strength".

The snow-capped mountain sergeant ran wildly toward the west, and the heart suddenly jumped. When he was afraid, he also lamented that his fate was not good. He was just appreciated, and the master would die from a reckless charge.

Gu Shenwei and all the Snow Mountain Swordsmen have no way of knowing that the disaster is coming. Enemies, swords, spears, blood, and dust have covered their eyes. The vast majority of people have risen, and even the enemy and I are unclear, not to mention the sudden appearance of cavalry. .

Gu Shenwei led more than a hundred swordsmen who did not support the most critical situation of Huagaifeng and the size of the Jianfeng Peak. He knew that this point could not change the situation of the Three Peaks, so he invested in the right wing that has already gained the upper hand. He hopes that he will The enemy here is solved, and then the home is swept to the left.

However, after he entered the battlefield personally, he found that things were not so simple. The unstable formations of Da Xueshan had been completely scattered. Everyone was fighting for each other. The Shenfengfeng swordsmen rushed to kill the enemy, and they were scattered in the battlefield. Only seven or eight people can follow the Dragon King closely.

At this time, the "Death Man" sword method and Jinpengbao knife method are of no use, surrounded by people, dead, living, enemies, friends, and then exquisite martial arts can not be opened, only the powerful weapon wins.

Gu Shen held a long knife for her hands. Every knife went down, and all the enemies fell and then ordered the swordsmen who met along the way to follow behind them. Soon, he gathered more than a hundred people, forming an unstoppable The power to clean up the right-wing battlefield and turn around to kill the central battlefield.

The victory is almost at hand, the right-wing swordsman gathers more and more, summons each other, and follows the dragon king's concerted action. They have already contacted the enemy soldiers in the middle, and they have reversed the decline of the Huagai Peak.

The rumble of the horseshoes sounded like a thunder, and passed from the bottom to the soles of the feet. The two armies who were confronting each other were shocked by this unexpected and incomprehensible voice. They stopped the massacre and turned to look east.

Gu Shenwei was able to rise and kill three enemy soldiers, only to find that the situation is wrong.

Thousands of cavalry, armed with sharp spears, wearing black leather armor, like a black avalanche, with the sky and smoke, only countless large and small Jinpeng flag is clearly visible.

If the Daxueshan formation is still there, if the swordsmen also have spears in their hands, if the Dragon King has backup power in hand, the situation may not be so critical.

If there is no, only the will of the Vietnam War will be more and more brave.

Gu Shenwei pulled out the second long-handed knife from the back knife waiter who had been with him. One hand, like the red-top Dapeng wings, crossed the double-knife, slightly covered, and wolfed from the deepest part of the abdominal cavity. Howling.

Gu Shenwei has already calculated everything. Once the battle begins, mistakes and failures can no longer be changed. Although his father Gu Lun is not a general who has sent troops to fight, he has witnessed and participated in many wars. He does not understand the art of war, but only Seeing what I have heard sums up the truth: in most cases, the number of people killed during the escape is far more than the one who died during the confrontation.

This is inconsistent with the rules of the killer: killing people from behind is always easier and safer than killing people at any time.

Gu Shenwei has only a half-baked understanding of the art of war, but he upholds the principle of never changing: never leave the back to the enemy.

Therefore, he will not issue an order to retreat.

The Snow Mountain Swordsmen will not accept such orders. Even the Dragon King, which is a demigod, cannot force them to flee in front of the enemy.

The swordsmen are already very tired. On the battlefield, people often kill ten people to cut an enemy. The physical exertion is extremely fast. The dragon king’s roar, but rekindles the hidden power of everyone’s heart, the wild animal-like roar From the middle of the battlefield to the two wings, it quickly gathered into a voice, and even overshadowed the earth-shattering horseshoe.

The Jinpengbao soldiers who are fighting with the swordsmen are in a panic. Not only are the snoring to scare them, but the reinforcements behind them are also frightening. These cavalry are arranged in a row, and the spears are pointed below. It looks like Will not distinguish between the enemy and me.

The soldiers fled to the two sides in a panic. Many people jumped down the Peacock River, or grabbed the weeds on the cliffs. They climbed up without a fate. More people could only kneel on the ground, hold their heads in their hands, and beg everything in their hearts. The blessing of the gods.

Gu Shenwei waved a double knife, like an unbreakable windmill that would walk, the first knife cut a spear, the second knife knocked off a horse's head, the third knife, the fourth knife... after each knife Something fell to the ground. He could not tell whether the goal was human or material. Anyway, the front and the left are all enemies, and they will never be wrong.

He seems to be walking in the thorns of a hundred years of growth, so that he will do his best to open a narrow passage. When he looks back, the passage has been closed in an instant, and all efforts are in vain.

This is coming to an end. He thought, just the moment of slashing the knife, and throwing this thought behind him, six reincarnations, no one's death is enough to change the face of the world.

The waiter of the back knife still followed the dragon king, carrying two empty scabbards on his back, holding the dirty black blood flag in his hand, and the head inserted in the top of the pole had already turned into a skinny bone, watching with a hollow eye socket. Killing everywhere.

Gu Shenwei put a knife in the hands of the waiter, holding the knife in his hands and continuing to cut off the wall.

"Kill--" The scream of the Ling Lie sounded, but it was not shouted by the Dragon King and the Da Xueshan Swordsman. The panic caused was even worse than the cavalry that suddenly emerged.

This time, the sound came from behind the swordsmen.

(Seeking for advice)