However, the passage between the defense wall is not long and the space is not large. It is seventy steps long and fifty steps wide, which is equivalent to a small playground. Two hundred armored swords and axe soldiers form a battle formation, occupying most of the

space.

At this time, the situation inside Naihe Pass was extremely strange. In order to prevent accidental injury, the gunshots had stopped. There were only the sound of torches peeling and the sound of thousands of people panting in the passage. Hundreds of bright eyes behind the defense wall, but Naihe Pass had thousands of blood pupils inside the passage.

, all focused on these 200 steel heavy armored warriors.

Left Kaiju team left, Zhang Xianju team right, after the lineup was completed, he had participated in the battle at Yinmatan, but it was the first time that he commanded the heavy armored sword and axe soldiers, left Kaiju, took a deep breath and raised his hand: "Kill

!”

"drink!"

The two hundred armored swords and axe soldiers raised their energy and shouted in unison, and then did not make any sound. They stepped on the steps that shocked the ground, like a copper wall and iron wall, crushing the Song soldiers in front of the city gate.

"Form a formation! Form a formation!" Kong Yanzhou screamed at the top of his lungs, his pupils narrowed with fear. He never dreamed that the Tianzhu Army would have such a heavy army. In this narrow terrain, the chaotic and disorderly self-armored soldiers were like this.

The colliding of the iron armored soldiers with tight formations can be imagined with their knees.

If it was Du Chong or Sa Liyu leading the army, he would never have a word and immediately turn back, running as fast as possible, and running as far as possible. But for Kong Yanzhou, who had never suffered a great loss in the Tianzhu Army, it would never be

Relax without fighting.

It is easy to form a formation, but it is difficult to make a move. Before killing, how high is it to form a formation before fighting? These more than a thousand Song soldiers are elite, and there are many brave people. But they definitely cannot reach such a height.

When life is seriously threatened, instinctively, instinctively, the undertrained army will slash and stab the enemy.

Dangdang! Mars splashed everywhere, white seals and depressions appeared on the shield surface of the shield, but the shield array remained unmoved, without even a pause, and still followed the inherent rhythm, stepping on the neat steps, like a wall, pushing forward like a wall

.

Facing the powerful pressure, without any formation, the Song soldiers were all disheveled and retreated step by step until they could not retreat. Kong Yanzhou and his personal soldiers' supervision team behind had already begun to raise their swords to kill people.

.

"Ao!" Liu Chaizi's face was covered in blood in the fire. He snatched out of the Song soldiers. He swung a knife that he had snatched from the soldiers and slashed them hard.

When! Cangwang!

The knife broke from the handle, and the oar shield was also split into a crack. The soldier holding the shield was bleeding from the corners of his mouth, but his pace kept pushing Liu Chuangzi into the chaotic Song soldiers.

"Get up!" The sharp sound of the left opening still has a considerable penetration in the chaotic and noisy environment.

The long-handled knife fell off (Song-style Mo Knife), the long-handled big axe, swung it from left to right, in turn, like a peacock spreading its tail, and like an iron fan shaking and spreading.

"hack!"

The sword flashed with cold light, the axe reflected the flames, the sword and axe fell together, and the blood rain poured down.

The sad thing about Song Bing is that there are like walls and shields in front and chaotic soldiers behind. With such a clip, Song Bing was squeezed like a sardine in a can, and he couldn't even hold up the weapons in his hand.

, or pull it hard and cut the friendly forces beside you, and hurt yourself before you hurt the enemy. What's more, you are squeezed like sand in the palm of your hand, leaking out, and falling down a hundred feet from the edge of the passage

cliff.

"Ah!" Liu Chaizi, who was brave enough to surround him like iron buckets on all sides, could not pull out his hands or move his feet, and watched the axe swing down on his head. At this moment, the shadows around him were shaking them.

It seemed as if it was still, the axe blade fell very slowly, and the sharp axe face reflected a twisted big fur face, and an incredible look...

Crack! The illusion is broken, the axe blade slashes down ruthlessly - when! The iron helmet falls to the ground, and is split in half...

"rise!"

"hack!"

Every sound of falling together brings bloody storm. One hundred armored swords and axes soldiers, like a giant blade wheel, constantly twisting forward, cutting bones and flesh, and reaping their lives. Wherever they pass, countless pieces quickly stack on the ground

The limbs on the head are broken, the broken belly, the incomplete corpse, and the blood is rushing like a spring in the ground, turning the passage into a pool of blood, which is sticky and smooth, and the soles of the feet are slippery.

Fighting on the battlefield, you will die if you die, but the methods are different, and the psychological stimulation to the soldiers is also different. For example, Song Bing, who was killed by a musket before, had not hit the face and was shot on his body, and there was only a small wound on the surface, even if it was intestines.

If you get a piercing stomach, you will die from extreme pain. It looks like you are killed by an arrow, and it will not give people a strong visual impact at all. As long as you get used to the sound of gunfire, soldiers will usually not be afraid anymore.

The scene was very different when being killed by the blade wheel formation of heavy armored swords and axe soldiers. The scene was very different. The stomach and intestines were full of organs, blood and brains, and the heads were rolling around... It was like coming to a slaughterhouse.

No one can remain rational and clear under such a massacre unless he has the power to fight back.

Does the Song army have the power to counterattack?

After being chopped by the heavy armored swords and axes soldiers of the Tianzhu Army, there was a little gap between the two armies, which could barely allow the Song army to stab out the wooden spear and slash out the hand knife.

The wooden spear was stabbed out and rebounded by the shield surface; the hand knife was cut off and cut by the knife and axe.

Then, this little precious gap was soon filled with heavy armored oars and shield soldiers who were moving forward. Next, the fixed scene of oars and walls squeezing and slashing swords and axes was continued. The formation and movements were very mechanical, very

Monotonous and boring, but the lives of a large number of Song soldiers quickly disappeared in the process of repeating the cycle...

There was killing people in front and behind. Kong Yanzhou couldn't remember how many retreating soldiers he had killed, but he only saw that his body was covered in blood. However, his most urgent formation was still unable to be formed, without a military formation.

The soldiers can only face a massacre.

"Is there any thunderbolt bomb?" Kong Yanzhou finally remembered something, stared at the blood-red eyes, and asked the personal soldiers beside him.

The personal soldiers who lack the concept of firearm combat were stunned for a while before nodding in a hurry: "Yes, yes..."

The personal soldiers bounced the remaining thunderbolts together, and there were more than twenty.

"Take it! Throw it all out for me, and ask the Tianzhu Army to taste the taste of its own firearm!" Kong Yanzhou roared fiercely.

Almost at the same time, Zuo Kai from the other side of the military formation was also shouting: "Drive Thunderbolt bullets!"

The heavy armored swordsman does not have thunder bombs or explosives packaging. These things are provided by female soldiers and are used for close combat, and the effect is absolutely resistant.

On the other side of Song Bing, there were fire scythes crackling, and Mars flashed and didn't light for a while.

The Tianzhu Army did not have to worry about that. Several heavily armored swords and axe soldiers picked up a few burning wood from the side of the passage, blew out the open flame, and put the thunderbolt fuse one by one...

…

"Look!" Kong Yanzhou's personal soldiers looked at the shining red fire pleats and cheered. Then they rushed over one by one.

At this moment, huh huh huh! The black sky flew over countless black round stones...

"It's a thunderbolt!" A sharp-eyed soldier shouted in panic and threw Kong Yanzhou down.

Boom boom boom! Dozens of thunderbolt bombs exploded together, and flesh and blood flew everywhere. The crowded Song army was about to clear out all the gaps of all sizes. But the gap was soon filled.

Countless injured and falling to the ground were trampled to death.

The explosion completely crushed the last trace of Song soldiers' will to resist. Hundreds of Song soldiers who survived the city gate collapsed and fled towards the mountain road like a tide. There were still several loyal soldiers in the military who had just raised their bloody soldiers.

The knife was squeezed into a ball of meat.

The city gate was cleared, and the entrance of the bunker at Naiheguan appeared.

However, the first and second floors of Guan Bunker had at least five hundred Song soldiers. As for the third floor... no one dared to stay for too long.

Under the order left, the heavy armored swordsman was divided into two, and Zhang Xian led 100 soldiers to continue to chase the Song army on the mountain road; he led 100 soldiers to block the gate of the bottom, and there were ten of them.

The soldier holding the explosives pack.

Not to let go of any one! This is Zuo Kai’s only idea. The thirty-one female soldiers in the Tianjiao Camp must compensate for the lives of all the enemies.

However, Song Bing in the Pass actually wanted to escape or fight, but he was trapped in this pitiful bunker and could not use any strength, and he could not even get out of the gate. The advantage of military strength could not be reflected at all. But this

Not the worst, but the worst is that now, the door is closed and beaten.

Our army was defeated. More than 500 Song soldiers in the bunker were in chaos and they were about to leave. But they were blocked by five armored soldiers with heavy oars. The crowd rushed forward desperately, and many Song soldiers were suppressed.

I have to call my father and mother and throw my soldiers all over the floor.

The shield weighing thirty kilograms and supported by a hard iron-packed wooden bracket on the back were creaking and creaking, and it was about to break at any time. At this moment, the left Kai vicious voice came: "Take it! Blast to death

These thieves are fucking birds!"

Huhuhuhu! Three twenty kilograms of explosives packs were thrown into one floor, and the ghost was suddenly called Lian Tian on the floor.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

The whole Naiheguan jumped three times. At the exit of the only gate, a hot and bloody wave of air was carried by a pile of broken limbs and internal organs, and it spurted out from above the shield, crackling and falling.

All over the ground.

A secret room of 100 square meters, two or three hundred lives, sixty kilograms of explosives, the center is blooming, and string these related words together and make up for it, it will be a tragic situation in the bunker.

Left opens his head and looks inside, covers his mouth, turns his head and walks, "There are still many living and injured, so add two explosive packs to give them some fun..."

In the epicenter of the drama of Naiheguan, Kong Yanzhou pushed away the corpse of his personal soldiers, supported the ground with his hand knife, and stood up with difficulty. As he saw that the fire was extinguished, the entire city gate was covered with layers of corpses, from the costumes.

Looking up, ninety-nine percent of them are their own soldiers; their ears are filled with screams from far and near, and some screams are very long, as if they are falling into the bottomless abyss.

Lost! Defeated! Kong Yanzhou sighed to the sky.

There is only one way, it is to go down the mountain, and there is no other choice. Kong Yanzhou walked a few steps and felt something was wrong with his left arm. When he touched it, a piercing pain almost made him scream. The left forearm twisted at a strange angle,

Trampled by the chaotic army.

Time flies, Kong Yanzhou just bandaged his arm randomly, hung it on his ribs, and limped out of the city gate.

However, the city gate was not peaceful. Nearly 200 Song soldiers left the second floor, which was scared by the five consecutive explosive packs of Tianzhu Army, first kneeled down and surrendered, but they were not greeted by ropes, but a series of explosive packs.

...In the end, Song Bing, who was mentally broken, ran up to the top of the post and climbed down the city with a rope hanging.

On the other side of the Sheep and Horse Wall, Zhang Xianwang, who was commanding heavy armored swords and axe soldiers to drive away the defeated enemy, personally led more than ten armored soldiers back, and stood in line under the city wall, one down and one to kill the other. In a blink of an eye, his feet were piled up with all directions.
To be continued...