Jiang Li crouched behind the low wall at the edge of the city platform and gritted his teeth. He exerted so hard that the muscles on his jaw twitched and bulged. He widened his eyes and stared at a place less than three feet away from him. There, his friend Ji Tao lay on his back, dying.

Ji Tao and Jiang Li fought side by side when they were in the Bingzhou Army. After coming to Wei County, the two often joined hands in the operation to eliminate the bandits, and they felt very sympathetic. Jiang Li has always been proud of his courage, but he was slightly inferior to Ji Tao. But now, the brave soldier is about to die. The short spear penetrated from his chest and abdomen penetrated his body obliquely, causing two terrifying huge wounds. Ji Tao's face quickly turned gray and yellow. When he tried to touch the short spear for the third time, his hand suddenly fell down.

Jiang Li looked around and saw that Ji Tao was not the only one who died. Liu Baozi, Hu Ran, Wang Qiu, and many more, those were colleagues he was very familiar with. These faces of the dead faces facing him with surprise and unwillingness made Jiang Li feel a little uncomfortable. Jiang Li hesitated to close his eyes for his old friends, but the thief army quickly covered and killed him. The heavy and neat footsteps hit the ground like a huge hammer, approaching him one after another.

There was a group of spear throwers in Shile's army, which was beyond everyone's expectations. Many of the soldiers present came from generals who had served in the army for generations, but even they had never heard of any army using such weapons. It was this rare weapon that caused terrible losses to the Jin army.

After dozens of people were killed and injured, the dense formation of the Jin army had become riddled with holes. The defensive formation that was originally thought to be enough to resist the collapse of the thieves' army instantly. In a short period of time, too much blood flowed to the ground, and even caused several pools of blood to accumulate out of thin air on the ground on the city wall. The spearheads were still accelerating forward. When they rushed to the nearest, launching the second round of throwing would have greater lethality.

This is a juncture of life and death.

For most troops, if they suffer such heavy casualties in an instant, even if they are defeated in this battle, the team will be disintegrated, just like fish on the table, and they can only be killed; and if the army is slightly trained, they may plan to rely on the wall to defend. But that is a life-and-death life, because the short spear falls like rain, and the enemy will be killed in large numbers without waiting for the soldiers to reorganize the queue!

At this moment, if you want to survive, you can only seek to survive in death.

Jiang Li turned sideways and looked out from the gap in the low walls of the city platform. When the spear throwers threw out the first wave of short spears, they were about eighty steps away from the Jin army. Then they approached step by step, shortening the distance to fifty steps. At this distance, the lethality of the short spears will be further improved, but at the same time, these thieves who had successively broken through the barracks and the three city gates were also careless. The sword and shield hands responsible for melee fighting failed to cover up in time, and this was an opportunity!

Jiang Li held the sword tightly and subconsciously weighed his weight. As the enemy's steps gradually approached, his muscles tensed up.

The next moment, someone shouted angrily: "Follow me!" That was Lu Yao's voice!

Jiang Li shouted loudly, jumping up like a leopard leaping.

Do you want to defeat us by these means? What kind of dreams are you doing! We are not those rats who only bully the people. We are the persevering Bingzhou people, and we are the beggars who are fearless! Since we cannot retreat or defend, we will attack!

When the spearheads pressed step by step and were preparing to annihilate the Jin army with one spirit, dozens of brave warriors, including Jiang Li, attacked from the crowd of people who fell from all directions and suddenly launched a counterattack.

Jiang Li raised the long sword in front of him, leaned over and sprinted, trying to reduce the front as much as possible. After about twenty steps, perhaps a spear thrower reacted in time, and a short spear was thrown towards Jiang Li. He suddenly turned sideways and gave in. The sharp spear tip cut the leather armor on his chest into two pieces. Jiang Li sprinted without hesitation, and his running speed became faster and faster.

Jiang Li could see clearly that facing the roaring impact of the Jin army, the bandits were a little confused. Some of them threw the short spears according to the original plan, but the sparse short spears did not cause any casualties; some of them raised the short spears, as if they were planning to use them for fighting; and many bandits were screaming, perhaps calling for reinforcements.

Among these chaotic enemies, Jiang Li immediately found his target. Very good, it was the thief who was wandering with his eyes!

"Drink!" Jiang Li shouted wildly, and rushed into the enemy formation and swung his sword!

With the force of Jiang Li's entire body falling, the long sword was everywhere, with a force of force. First, he split the short spear that was crossing over and blocking it into two sections, and then split the bandit's left shoulder to the right abdomen, and the whole thing was split. Jiang Li flew up and kicked him forward and continued to rush forward.

In order to facilitate the throwing, the spear throwers were not wearing armor. The short spears more than four feet long were even more disadvantageous in close combat. They could not exert force when holding the spear tail. If they held the middle section, if the spear was only two feet long, they would not be able to stab. What's more, the width of the city wall was limited after all, and they were arranged too close to each other. The soldiers of the Jin army who entered the enemy formation did not need to look closely. They could only wave their swords and chop into the crowd, and they could hear screams one after another.

Jiang Li cut over several bandits one after another. When dealing with the last man who was particularly fierce, he fitted into the arms of the other party and stabbed the sword in the chest. The bandit's thick blood was squirting out, making Jiang Li's face full of face. Jiang Li couldn't see anything for a while, so he hurriedly raised his hand to wipe it, but he wasn't careful that a thief rushed over on the left and hugged him in the waist.

Jiang Li struggled with all his strength, but the man hugged him very tightly, as if he had died on him. Seeing that other bandits not far away noticed this, Jiang Li suddenly turned over and rolled, and he took down many people. He stopped until he hit the corner of the city wall with a "bang". This happened to be a dead corner, and no one paid attention to them for a while.

The thief who was holding him opened his mouth wide and bit Jiang Li's cheek, "Ahhhh!" Jiang Li screamed in pain, twisted his waist and raised his knees and bumped into him. Every time he hit, he heard the muffled sound of bone breaking from the guy's body. After more than a dozen consecutive strokes, the thief finally let go of his mouth and fell down weakly.

Only then did Jiang Li see the face of the fierce thief clearly. This man was about forty years old, with a yellow complexion and a bitter face, just like the villagers in the mountain village of Jiang Li when he was a teenager. It was unimaginable that this was a thief who almost killed Jiang Li! The thief was lying to the sky, grinning silently, and a lot of blood flowed out of his mouth, mixed with the blood from Jiang Li's cheeks, and fell to the ground drippingly.

"It looks like you don't look like a Hu person... You are obviously a commoner from Jin, why do you want to be a thief? Bastard! Bastard!" Jiang Li's cheek was bitten away by a huge piece of flesh and blood. He reached out and touched it, and found that he could even touch the cheekbones inside. The severe pain made him grit his teeth, cursed a few times, and stood up slowly while holding the wall.

Unexpectedly, the thief suddenly burst out of his mouth. With the laughter, more blood came out of his mouth, and even some things like internal organs were coughed out. His breathing became more and more difficult, but his laughter became more and more arrogant: "Haha! Haha! Why am I a thief? You dog official army, ask me why I am a thief? I was a good citizen, and I wanted to live a peaceful life, respect my parents, and raise my grandchildren... But the dog emperor and the dog official ruined my home! My parents, my wife, and my child! They were all dead! They were all dead!"

"Die! Dead!" the thief shouted: "You ask me why I want to be a thief? I want to take revenge! I want to kill the dog emperor, kill all the dog officials! Kill all you beasts who help the evildoers!"

"Fart!" Jiang Li tugged around, found a knife that was abandoned, and walked back staggeringly: "If you want to take revenge, can you get over the thief? Who should those innocent people you killed seek to seek to take revenge?"

"I can't care about these..." The thief spewed out a mouthful of blood, and his voice suddenly became low: "What's the matter with being a thief? I just need to kill people! Kill all you evil people, you will be revenge..."

Jiang Li didn't want to hear the thief murmuring again. He raised the knife and Ling Ran said, "You don't want to take revenge in this life. You, a thief who is despicable, have any face to see your ancestors after death!" When he was about to swing the knife to cut off the head of the thief, he saw that the man's eyes were lost and he was already dead.

The sound of fighting suddenly became fierce, and during this period, it was mixed with the sharp blades breaking through the wind, as if someone was dancing long weapons and killing the siege. When Jiang Li came to his senses, he saw two thieves flying up by huge force and falling in front of Jiang Li like mud.

Lu Yao rushed over, swept across the iron spear in his palm, and flew through the throat of a chasing thief.

"Go away! Go away! The thieves' brigade is coming!" Lu Yao shouted loudly.

Jiang Li looked at Lu Yao in a daze, feeling that his voice seemed to be far away.

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Suddenly I found that there was a large picture on the homepage of the history and military category. Ah, thanks to the editor Mr. Ice Gua for his kindness.

Taking this opportunity, I continue to clamor to click on the red ticket to collect it, that is a must...
Chapter completed!