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Chapter 240 Chilling

The Ye family army had already become familiar with this power and remained silent. The other soldiers of Zhuo County were immediately surprised. Everyone found that they could clearly see the faces of bandits in the distance, their thoughts were particularly clear, and their bodies were filled with strength.

"What is this?" Guan Yu and Zhang Fei first encountered this power, and immediately looked at each other and showed a strange look.

In fact, this first-level Taoist technique has limited blessing power shared by the group, but it instantly boosted morale. When one of them declined and the other rose, the two cavalry collided violently... Liu Guanzhang's triangle arrow instantly cut through tofu.

The bandits were instantly bleeding, and their heads and bodies flew out, tearing open the huge wounds.

The cavalry went straight along the wound, except for the front, left and right sides, there were enemies rushing through densely. Zhou Ling stood in the middle and kept his flag still, drew the Qinghong sword and slashed left and right, and cut off with his sword and people. There was almost no enemy in a single combination. The non-commissioned officers cooperated more skillfully and closely and cut through the bandits.

Some cavalry fell in the charge, and the bandits fell several times, and the more important thing was that they were broken and broken. When the team left, the organization was in chaos. Ye Qing had already led his army to draw a big arc, stepped on the hard and solid fields, turned back to the official road, and charged again.

The value of veterans and non-commissioned officers is reflected, and as long as they survive, no one will fall behind.

At this time, the bandits on the opposite side had just turned around in chaos, and there were many scattered people, and they were not sure of their formation. After the destruction of this wave of attacking the enemy, they were once again welcomed the trio like a god of killing.

A few bandits were encouraging their energy and brought their troops to meet the enemy, but they had lost their organization and were easily crushed. No one in Ye Qingfang was injured or killed in this wave.

The battle between cavalry and cavalry is so cruel. Whoever can cause greater casualties to the enemy will quickly fall into the balance, and a huge gap will be opened in a short time, forming a brilliant victory or a tragic complete defeat.

When the third wave of rushing to the formation, no bandits dared to face Liu, Guan and Zhang, and fled in panic like a loss of soul. In just half a quarter of an hour, he entered the final stage of chasing the death of the north.

A quarter of an hour later, Zhang Fangbiao came to report: "The enemy killed forty, and thirty cavalry surrendered, and there were still thirty to go far away. How should the lord deal with it?"

Ye Qing sat upright on the horse, comforting the active war horse under his seat. At first he did not answer, but only asked: "How many casualties are there?"

"Five people died, three seriously injured, and seven people were slightly injured, and five of the non-commissioned officers were all slightly injured." Zhang Fangbiao said, looking around and lowered his voice: "The five dead people are all soldiers from Zhuo County. They have been tested under the mark. They are not decisive enough to use the knife and have no armored clothes..."

Ye Qing nodded, went to see the three seriously injured people, and arranged a few to return to Zhuo County first.

At this time, the cavalry had gathered together again, and the personal troops were still calm. Many of the officials, including Bao Zhi, had their eyes red and looked at these surrendered troops with ferocious grudges.

Ye Qing glanced at him and made these people's blood boiling cold. This person was very scary...

Ye Qing was a little satisfied. He rode his horse to the surrendered troops and had already taken over his armor and equipment. He looked at them one by one and knew it in an instant that the enemy old camp army was stained with countless blood.

He immediately sneered: "Bao Zhi, kill all these people for me."

Bao Zhi immediately had bloody eyes and led people over. A man named Tiezi laughed and rushed towards him, and slashed with a knife: "Do you still remember my sister?"

The man instinctively stretched out his arms to block it, and was cut open by his arms, blood splattered, and he screamed: "What's your sister? I don't know him at all..."

"Lujia Village, have you forgotten? My surname is Lu." Lu Tie slashed up again, slashing repeatedly, and blood and flesh: "My surname is Lu..."

Others changed their colors and burst out immediately. They rushed forward and started to kill. The thirty people screamed, yelled injustice, pleaded for mercy, and resisted were useless and were killed in an instant.

At this time, I was stunned by the sight, subconsciously avoiding the angle and not daring to look at it any longer.

After killing all, the scene became more deserted. The fifty remaining troops vented their hatred and fear, but stood in a daze for a moment. Until Ye Qing glanced over, they all knelt down: "I thank Junhou, I will repay you to the death..."

Ye Qing said, "No need to repay the enemy to the death. You can kill the enemy with me and continue to avenge this great revenge?"

"Yes, willing"

Ye Qing laughed loudly after hearing this, and knew that this was a temporary situation that forced him. As long as these people were calm, some people would hesitate and become centrifugal...

"But why do I need these people to return home? It's enough for one night... In another half a month, there will be people with strange intentions. If you kill them, you will never leave hidden dangers for the evolution of the inner world..."

Ye Qing's expression changed slightly, and nearly a thousand bandits came over to the opposite side... It's a pity that he was late.

Thinking of this, he laughed and looked around everyone: "There are a thousand bandits and infantrymen ahead, and they are all weak chickens. Do you dare to fight with me again?"

"I wish to die for the general"

Thousands of regular troops can storm at night, let alone thousands of bandits.

Seeing a faint figure appearing, the fine raindrops hit the helmet and made a crisp sound. Ye Qing shouted: "Charge"

The scream suddenly slashed the disturbing tranquility, followed by the sound of horse hooves, which kicked the soil that became slippery due to the rain, shaking the nearby night sky.

The thief army in front released a few arrows in a mess and began to run away, trying to escape the charge.

There was not even a scream or a wail. The cavalry's impact had several tons of power. Once the body blocked in front of them, they would be knocked out, mixed with the crisp sound of bone breaking in the air.

With the sword facing, with a few heads flying out, one even saw a clear face, including a young face, bloodshot eyes, and a bone-like fear in the still alive eyes.

The charge continued, with flesh and blood flying everywhere, and some people wanted to resist, using simple sword and spear, but soon, these resistances encountered a one-sided massacre.

The collapse of the nearly 1,000 thieves army was faster than Ye Qing imagined. Soon the battle turned into a one-sided massacre. The bandits fled in scattered and ignored orders at all.

For a moment, shouts of killing sounds were everywhere, and the enemy was cut into pieces, and the enemy's corpses quickly piled up, and the cavalry quickly dispersed to intercept the fleeing bandits. The infantry of the officers and soldiers rushed up.

In just a moment, a large number of living people instantly turned into a pile of flesh and blood, and from time to time the wind brought the air with blood and even the stench of urine. The cry of crying and howling was intertwined, and the weapons kept piercing through the muscles and bones. All of this finally caused the bandit to completely collapse.

"Kneel on the ground and don't kill, kneel on the ground and don't kill," the cavalry shouted, and the situation gradually became controlled.

The rain fell, and the air was filled with a disgusting smell, some moaned one after another, patrolling the steps back and forth.

There were about four hundred bandits kneeling on the ground intact.

The battle has ended, the killing continues, and more than a dozen corpses are distributed on the ground. Ye Qing secretly thanked that no one of his own was killed in the battle this time.

At this time, we could already watch the bandit camp from afar. Ye Qing climbed a high place and looked at the bandit camp. Under the dark night, the camp was magnificent for several miles, with black and red aura and vast tides above.

Ye Qing narrowed his eyes and was secretly afraid.

Military spirit is mixed with people's spirit, and this scale is really amazing. How many Ye families in the main world can reach this level.

The addition of the power system of the Three Kingdoms by the world is only one side, but also the real material support on the other side.

As far as Ye Qing knew, the Han Dynasty was not far away from Qin, and the idea of ​​farming and fighting was deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. The integration of peasants and soldiers was very obvious. They worked twenty years and twenty-three men and had the obligation to serve in the army. The first year was a guard, a militia form, and the second year was a talent officer and a knight. This was the reserve system.

The bandits in the Han Dynasty were sufficient for the quality of soldiers, which gave Cao Cao's room to recruit surrendered bandits on a large scale and form elite Qingzhou soldiers.

For the bandit state, the real problem lies in two aspects - military ration supply and organizational degree.

Thinking of this, Guan and Zhang were puzzled: "What are you doing with your elder brother?"

"This is looking at the air." Ye Qing's eyes crossed this brilliant camp and focused on the burning city.

The red light reflected half of the sky, the crackling sound of flames, the chaotic running sounds, the noisy voices... formed a symphony like purgatory.

The mirror of the Inner Abyss was revealed, and at the ruined city gate, waves of bandits rushed in, crowded and even fought one after another...

Ye Qing glanced past, then turned around and stared at the city gate, frowned: "There is no order? Didn't it mean that Cheng Yuanzhi established a law enforcement team, where are the people?"

After careful observation of the city gate for a moment, I turned to observe the bandit camp, comparing the military spirit in the city and outside the city... So that's it

Looking back at the sergeant, he ordered Zhang Fangbiao: "Soldiers were tired of killing the enemy. They went to the leeward area of ​​the mountain depression to get off the horses and fed the horses... Select all the leaders from the surrendered soldiers, without obscuring them, and let the remaining soldiers kill all their original leaders."

"If there is still left, we will finish the attack on all the injured bandits on the battlefield."

"Whoever dares not follow, kill immediately."

Zhang Fangbiao instantly grasped the lord's intentions, and felt that he was in harmony with his heart. He led the team to hold the long sword in his hand, staring coldly below, ready to suppress him at any time, and as the order was passed on, the surrendered crowd suddenly changed color and stirred up. Two leaders shouted: "Brothers, don't believe them, they want to kill us all..."

Before he could finish his words, he heard several sharp whistlings. The two of them fell down, got several arrows in their bodies and penetrated into their bodies.

Everyone was silent for a moment. For a moment, there were continuous sounds of killing and dull finishing sounds. Hundreds of wounded soldiers who were not dead were gradually extinguished. Even Jie Ao was killed on the spot, and blood was stained with eye-catching red nearby.

"That's enough... It's just that these surrendered enemies are afraid of each other. If they can't twist a rope, they can be worry-free... It's obvious that they are cannon fodder, but if these people kill their comrades, they can still return to the enemy? It doesn't matter if they have a rebellious intention, they are just cannon fodder. They will be rushed to the battlefield later, and we have to see how many people can survive."
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