MTL - Final Redemption-v2 Chapter 10 Rush 0 to 10!

The wolf smoke immediately rose to a height of hundreds of meters.

没有 At this moment there are no high-rise buildings, and the land is in the plain area, even if you are far away, you can see clearly.

Zhao Futu is really a little discouraged now. He who has received modern education knows very well that these Yellow Turbans without any discipline are useless at all, and he does not have enough time to deal with them. For regular military training, it is simply impossible to let them understand that the prohibition of orders is simply not possible in these short days or two!

Alas, he soon made plans in his heart.

He pulled out the long steel sword from his waist, and said to an older Yellow Turban Chief nearby, "You command them to take down the village, and the others will follow me."

This is the end of the incident, and the mission has been activated. He has no way back.

I ca n’t help him suddenly turning over the water to help those in the village? In that case, no matter whether it is the Yellow Turban Army or the villagers, he is unsatisfactory on both sides. At this time, he realized that sometimes people are really involuntary in the rivers and lakes. Now the Yellow Turban Army is dead, and there are casualties in the village. He did n’t turn his bow when he opened the bow. He did n’t want to do it anymore.

I just hope that the officers and men who come here will not be too strong, so that he can recover some loss!

"Go! The smoke rises, and there will probably be officers and soldiers coming soon, and you follow me to the woods there to ambush." ​​Zhao Futu turned to the right and left.

There are still two teams around him. About two or thirty people are yellow soldiers who have received regular military training. Most of the chiefs also rushed up without a swarm. These people were more or less. The one who knows a little discipline is also a good man who rushed to the front and followed Zhao Futu from the camp. He was also more convinced than other Yellow Turbans.

After I finished speaking, he left a few people to direct the yellow turban crowds that were swarmed by bees, and then took people into the woods on one side.

At this moment, there was little environmental damage. There are dense forests everywhere on the ground in the Central Plains. It can be said that it is a place where humans gather. One can see forests on the road side, and there are mostly low bushes To the inside, there are some old trees. The dense forests of this era can be said to have hidden thousands of people, and they can't see a little movement.

Therefore, in the war of the Cold Weapon Age, there are often scenes of ambush killing.

After about a quarter of an hour.

Some movements came from the south of the village, and soon a team of Han Dynasty officers and soldiers rushed over. The number was not too much. It was about 200 people. These people are different from the troops of Zhao Futu ’s night raid camp. They are ordinary officers and soldiers, and they are mixed with a little bit of military service. They look like soldiers patrolling in nearby counties. The commander ’s head is an officer-like bearded man. According to The Qin and Han system should be the county captain in charge of anti-theft in nearby counties.

This is an eight-pin military post, which is equivalent to a modern public security director, and can also be regarded as a real figure in a small place.

The county captain saw the yellow turbans who were attacking the village from afar, but did not immediately jump on it. Instead, he ordered the left and right to take a break and arranged a team of archers to go to the flanks to ambush, and then another team blocked the yellow turban. The retreat of the crowd led the more than one hundred soldiers to the Yellow Turban Army who were being hanged at the door of the village.

It seems that his plan is to eat all this Yellow Turban Party!

"This is a bit like an army!" Zhao Futu glanced at the left and right, and sighed softly.

The soldiers of the soldiers in Jaina County are not very elite, and they have nothing to do with the elite troops, but look at the scheduling of others, where will they rush forward like a swarm. The rioters have always been rioters. From the Yellow Turban Uprising to the present, Zhao Futu was very skeptical that, in addition to a small number of regular Yellow Turbans, whether anyone else had received any formal military training.

"Kill!"

"Promoted fortune is today! And with this county magistrate, they won the party of yellow turbans!"

The county captain gave a loud sigh, and flew up with the people around him. Since Zhang Mancheng's defeat in the Wancheng battle, the officers and men in the entire Nanyang area have been morale-strengthened. Only the army killed 70%, and now there are scattered yellow turbans. At this time, it was a good time for them to take advantage of the opportunity to knock down the water dog and pick up the cheap.

This is also the reason why they rushed over immediately after the smoke was lit here. The county captains in several nearby counties were moving in the wind and preparing to use the skulls of the yellow scarves to enrich their military skills. If the Yellow Turban Army of more than two hundred people can cut off a part of their heads and exaggerate their record slightly, it is appropriate to report the defeat of the Yellow Turban Army by making use of his nepotism with the county magistrate.

要 If this credit falls to his head, his position should be moved up.

As soon as I thought about it, the bearded county lieutenant felt hot in his heart. He didn't even notice the woods next to him. He didn't believe that the yellow-hawk chaos from the mud-legged groups would have an ambush.

As soon as the eunuchs arrived, the collapse in the village eased.

Seeing the arrival of reinforcements, I was encouraged by the Orion soldiers. I was blocking the door of the Yellow Turbans who rushed up. At this moment, those yellow turbans were unable to advance and retreat, which in turn was in a state of double-sided attack. Just after the fight, more than ten people died under the guard's sword of the county commander. These guards were all domestic servants who practiced martial arts since childhood. They are definitely not comparable to ordinary soldiers. of.

Yun Dafan can mix with the status of county captain, and his origin is naturally not too low. He is poor and wealthy. This county captain is a local family with a strong surname.

Regardless of the end, the yellow leader of the Yellow Turban recruited by Zhao Futu lost his fighting spirit first. These people were originally defeated troops and mountain thieves. There was not much morale at all. Now there are so many officers and soldiers coming here, but there is nothing in the least. Fighting spirit. They pinpointed a gap, killed them from the siege, and ran outside, regardless of the lives of the yellow scarves in the siege.

This way, morale is even lower!

The thieves of the yellow turbans had just been killed not far away. A team of officers and soldiers rushed out and intercepted them. They were shot by bows and arrows when they were unprepared for seven or eight, and then the officers and soldiers who rushed up were killed. killed.

"kill!"

"Follow me!"

Zhao Futu sighed and rushed out.

This is not the best time for sneak attacks, but if he doesn't kill again, the morale of those yellow scarves will probably collapse. He led more than a dozen people straight into the officers and men, and he jumped in first. The maneuvering and splitting skills in silver cross swords were mainly used by him, and more than a dozen officers and soldiers who were not prepared for the attack died at once. Under his sword.

On the other side, the Yellow Scarf Lux also held the pair of flat short axes, and rushed to the side of the archer with a group of people.

With two or three dozen people ambushing more than two hundred people, Zhao Futu couldn't help but not erupt. After he rushed into the enemy line, he played with all his strength. The steel sword in his hand brought out a cold light, as if chopping vegetables and chopping vegetables and killing the unreacted officers and men. The leaders of the Yellow Turban Army following him were also very morale, and the sword in his hand seemed to be a bit more powerful!

I smashed the army ten times with myself with more than ten people. This is a matter of great courage on the cold weapon battlefield.

If you can't defeat the enemy in one go, if you are surrounded by them, you will have to die. Two fists are difficult to defeat with four hands. In the case of ancient cold weapon warfare, once surrounded by people, even if they are powerful, such as the famous historical figures, they are exhausted when they are exhausted. Of course, Zhao Futu also understood this principle, so when he shot it, he killed him. The purpose was to first knock down their momentum and stabilize the yellow turban people over there.

"呲!"

There was a sharp pain in the abdomen, and Zhao Futu slammed like a hungry tiger, then slammed on the ground, and several crossbow arrows flew over his head by a minute.

"Damn! It's a military crossbow!" Zhao Futu scolded in his heart ~ www.novelbuddy.com ~, raised a brute force, and directly lifted up a corpse on the ground, blocking him in front of himself as a meat shield, and '嗦 嗦 嗦 'A few times, three crossbows shot on the meat shield in front of him, he threw away the corpse in his hands, and then flung out, leap into the air, more than a slash, a sharp slash attack The attacking officers and men.

His eyes turned red because of congestion, and blood stains appeared, yelling, "Here's to death!"

In this cold weapon fight, drinking is definitely the only way to defeat the enemy. If you meet a timid and unwilling person with a blast, you can scare his hands and feet soft, and even the weapons will fall on the ground. The **** body of his body was very heavy under his slaughter. Although he had only experienced the battlefield task for the first time, he also unknowingly gathered a trace of real bleak murderousness from the killing!

爆 This burst of drinking shocked many people in the vicinity of their ears, and a few soldiers closer to them felt a buzz in their heads, and the response suddenly slowed down for a while.

The time of this half-shot is the difference between life and death. A cold light flashed and a few human heads flew up!

浮 Zhao Futu was about to slay and kill all these threatening strong crossbowmen, but suddenly felt a burst of cold hair behind him! He didn't have much time to think about it. He instinctively turned back to set up a sword. He heard a loud sound of "Dang" and a strong voice came. He "backed up" a few steps! It was that county magistrate who saw him slaying more than 20 people in succession, and finally he could not help but abandon his opponent in front and flung himself back.

The county magistrate, who had a beard and beard, was guilty of tears, and was full of murderous anger, saying, "Thief! Return my brother's life!"

Xun was killed by Zhao Futu just now.