On Qinggang Ridge, the sharp spear with its forearm was filled with the breath of death, rising from the sky, whistling into the dense dynasty army.

"Puff puff puff!" The death gun splashed and exploded with large pieces of blood on the chest of the Chaos soldier. The Chaos soldier screamed and rolled on the ground.

The powerful guns roared, and the armor of the Dynasty army was smashed like paper, and it was smashed to pieces. The guns penetrated the body of the Dynasty soldiers fiercely, causing bursts of blood mist.

Although the gun was thrown into the dynasty army, Gangyu, who was standing in the camp, looked solemn and could not be happy because there were about two thousand heavy infantry among this group of dynasty army.

Although the guns easily tore the armor of the dynasty light infantry, Gangyu found that the heavy infantry was not threatened at all. The sharp guns could not pierce their heavy iron armor. Only a few heavy infantry were knocked down by the huge force of the guns, and no one was injured or killed.

Heavy infantry are the elite of the dynasty army. They are equipped with heavy armor weighing dozens of kilograms, armed from head to toe to teeth. Even their swords are made of stainless steel, which is even more sophisticated.

The heavy infantry only had two bloodthirsty eyes exposed outside, and they were like an iron monster.

Because the equipment of heavy infantry is too expensive, the army stationed on the border from the vast territory of the dynasty from the White Mountains and Black Waters to the Endless Sea had established heavy infantry, and in addition, only the Central Army had 20,000 heavy infantry.

It can be said that the Central Army was able to shock the Storm Plain, and the tribes were afraid to breathe loudly, not the powerful cavalry troops, nor the light infantry with a number of hundreds of thousands, but the heavy infantry with less than 20,000. It is precisely because of them that they have gained the reputation of the Central Army.

In the Battle of Wangjing, because the heavy infantry was moving very slowly, when they arrived at Wangjing, Xing Tu's army was defeated, so Xing Tu's army had never fought with the heavy infantry. This time it will be the first time, but it will definitely not be the last time.

Two thousand heavy infantry were the main force and eight thousand light infantry were the two wings. The Dynasty army soon rushed outside the Xingtu army camp in Qinggangling.

The camp on Qinggangling was built in a very strong manner, and the wooden stakes were deeply embedded in the soil for several feet. Through the gap outside the camp, the soldiers of Xingtu were already eager to drink blood.

"Spit!" The officer of the Thousand-Person Team roared, and thousands of icy guns suddenly stabbed out.

The hot blood splattered the Xingtu soldiers behind the fence, and the dynasty light infantry who rushed to the fence and wanted to climb in, screaming and fell into a pool of blood.

But soon, the Xingtu warriors behind the fence suffered casualties. Before their guns were taken back, they were caught by the dynasty army outside the fence. Their swords were easily sent into the chest of Xingtu warriors. There were lines in the fence, and screams were heard one after another.

Under the escort of heavy infantry, the ferocious rushing wood hit the gate of Qinggangling camp. The camp seemed to have encountered a magnitude ten earthquake, and the soil fell, and the Xingtu soldiers on the camp were unstable.

Boom! The heavy infantry also held large shields and hit the fence of the camp. Each impact would make the steel feather's face tremble. The huge impact made the camp shake. The wooden stakes embedded in the soil seemed to be pushed down at any time.

The dynasty soldiers tried hard to cut off the wooden fence, but how could the Xing Tu soldiers make them happy? The two sides fought around the fence, and the bodies piled up like mountains.

Seeing that the attack was invalid, the Chao army drew the Yun Ladder to Qinggangling. Dozens of Yun Ladders leaned against the Qinggangling camp. Before the cloud ladder was stable, the fierce Chao soldiers were already climbing up with swords.

The dynasty soldiers were densely climbing up the ladder like ants. Under the camp, the heavy infantrymen hit the camp hard. The Qinggangling camp was like a small boat in the surging waves, which could sink at any time.

Gangyu knew that if he continued like this, he would not be able to hold on for five days, and he would not be able to hold on for even one day. He had to do something.

"Tiger!"

"Boss, what are you asking for?"

Huzi is a veteran and experienced veteran. He has followed Gangyu since the Gyeonggi Province. He is the person he trusts the most.

Gangyu's eyes were full of fierce gazes: "Go and gather our old brothers together and let these gangsters see how powerful I am!"

The veterans in Gangyu's mouth were all old brothers who followed him to fight south and north. When they arrived at Wood City, there were only more than 200 people left. However, they were all warriors who came out of the sea of ​​corpses and blood. They were all brave and good at fighting for one to ten, which was the sharp blade in Gangyu's hands.

On the ladder of the camp, Liu Wenlong, a heavy infantry leader, bit a sword in his mouth and quickly climbed towards the camp.

The dozens of kilograms of heavy armor did not affect Liu Wenlong's speed at all. He kept approaching the village wall like an agile ape.

As the righteous brother of the heavy infantry commander, Liu Wenlong is brave and good at fighting. This time he is even more capable of leading the way, hoping to break through the Qinggangling defense line in one fell swoop.

On the wall of the village, a sharp spear exuded the breath of death and suddenly pierced Liu Wenlong's throat. The spear tip of the spear was sharp and cold, covered with dark red blood.

Liu Wenlong went to the left, and the cold stinger wiped his face, and he could smell the fishy smell of blood on the stinger.

Liu Wenlong's eyes flashed with a fierce look. His big hand, like a clamp, suddenly grabbed the spear that had not been able to withdraw. He pulled it suddenly, and the soldier Xing Tu at the other end of the spear screamed and fell under the village wall.

Liu Wenlong took advantage of the situation and jumped up. A beautiful tumbling landed on the village wall. As soon as his boots landed, two sharp swords slashed towards him, fierce and violent.

"Puchi!" Two Xingtu soldiers turned over, their throats were cut by the sword in Liu Wenlong's hand almost at the same time, and a blood arrow flew out.

When Liu Wenlong was at the time, Xing Tujun's scream came. Liu Wenlong knew that it was following his heavy infantry and followed the gap.

Liu Wenlong suddenly felt a howling sound coming from behind. He suddenly turned around. The boots had swept out. A Xingtu warrior rolled to the ground. Liu Wenlong's sword pierced his heart fiercely. Blood splattered his face. The undead Xingtu warrior let out a painful wail, which made Liu Wenlong feel extremely happy.

Torture and kill the enemy and despair before seeing the enemy die is Liu Wenlong’s favorite thing to do.

"Bang!" Suddenly, Liu Wenlong's body fell out like a kite with a broken string, and slammed on the village wall, splashing a large amount of dust.

Liu Wenlong's back was covered with blood holes. He felt a heart-wrenching pain. He wanted to struggle to get up, but he suddenly felt powerless. Puff puff puff puff puff puff several black spears had penetrated Liu Wenlong's body.

Before Liu Wenlong was confused, he saw a strong man like an iron tower not far away holding a huge mace in his hand. He was looking at him, and a cold sneer flashed across the corner of his mouth.
Chapter completed!