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In the end, he didn't even get a reputation, why!
Unwilling, they yelled in unison.
Seeing that the morale of the Chongqi camp was like a rainbow, the bandit soldiers unconsciously swallowed their saliva, and subconsciously grasped the weapons at hand because of nervousness.
One of the little bosses, Hu Cai, stepped forward and whispered to the commander of this battle, Wan Meng, with a worried tone: "These guys seem to be very difficult to deal with."
Wan Meng had a rough beard, he didn't pay attention to Chongqiying at all, and said arrogantly: "What are you afraid of, they only have a hundred people to death, and we can wear them down slowly."
After the preparations were completed, Lu Bu nodded, indicating that it was time to start.
The orderly standing on the sidelines understood, and hit the gong in front of him with a drumstick, making a loud 'boom' sound.
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kill!
When the gong sounds, it is the clarion call to war.
Shocking shouts of killing suddenly rose from the camps on both sides, and the soldiers of both sides drew out their blades, and amidst howling roars, they rushed straight to each other's camp.
it has started!
Yang Feng, who was standing on the right side of Lu Bu, felt his heart skip a beat, and his eyes shrank sharply.
To be honest, in this competition, he is not optimistic about Chongqiying.
Apart from the difference in numbers between the two sides, Wanmeng's 1000 people were not ordinary thieves, but were selected from among 10 people, and their combat effectiveness can be imagined.
Rushing to the center of the venue, a fierce confrontation broke out between the two sides.
Lei Hu held a big knife in his hand, and directly attacked the thief general Wan Meng.
"Gill thief, let me show you how powerful Grandpa Lei is!"
Lei Hu roared, and greeted directly with the big knife in his hand.
Wan Meng shouted, "Good time", and the ax held in both hands held Lei Hu's broadsword, and the two began to fight.
The soldiers behind the two rushed forward, and judging from the expressions on both sides, it seemed that they regarded each other as sworn enemies.
The only difference is that the bandit soldiers are based on individuals, relying on their numbers to overwhelm and rush forward recklessly, while the rushing cavalry battalion is made up of six or seven people, changing formations and attacking and defending.
kill!
kill!kill!
The soldiers of both sides who collided with each other roared ferociously.
The confrontation of weapons in the hands, the bang bang bang bang, played a chaotic and disorderly movement.
During the scuffle, the sharp knife pierced the chest and the blade cut the body. People kept falling to the ground, and blood flowed freely, staining the blue weeds in the field red.
This is not a contest, it's a desperate fight!
"Big Sima, let them stop! These are brave sons, living lives. Don't you think it's too cruel to do this?"
Duan Shi, who was in charge of the recording room at the time, squeezed out of the crowd, ran to Lv Bu desperately, and loudly advised him.
Lu Bu glanced at Duan Shi and ignored him.
At this time, the fighting between the soldiers of both sides had reached a fever pitch.The figures fighting each other flickered, turning into countless starlight dots in Lu Bu's pupils, and the blood-stained blades intertwined, adding a ray of scarlet to his eyes.
"Big Sima!"
Seeing that Lu Bu was unmoved, Duan Shi shouted anxiously again.
Lu Bu was displeased, but fortunately Pang Ji observed his words and made people drag Duan Shi aside in time, so that he would not get involved again.
Duan Shi is Cai Yong's disciple, he is well-known in the Guanzhong area, and his ability is remarkable, but he is a dead-headed, stubborn-minded, not good at dealing with others.
That's why he was only allowed to take the post of recorder, and was responsible for writing some ordinary memorials and documents.
The fight on the battlefield, from the retreat of the first white wave thief, was already doomed to an end.
Gradually, more and more Baibo soldiers backed away, unable to hide the fear in their eyes, as if they were not facing ordinary soldiers, but a group of living beasts.
In the end, it crashed across the board.
As the leading general, Wan Meng yelled loudly, but no one listened to his command at all, and he himself was knocked down by Lei Hu and two other centurions of the cavalry battalion.
The blade landed on Wan Meng's shoulder, only two inches away from his throat.
Lei Hu looked down in the victor's posture, wiped the blood on his face with his palm, the bloodlust and anger in his eyes gradually dissipated, replaced by self-confidence and pride.
He looked at Wan Meng with a very calm tone, announcing the result of the match: "We are the ones who won, and you are the ones who lost!"
From the beginning of the confrontation to the end, it took only a short time.
There were many corpses piled up in the field, and the blood was seeping into the soil.
From the wild cheering at the beginning, to the disbelief when they were defeated later, the onlookers of the Baibo bandits were all speechless until now.
They couldn't figure out why they couldn't defeat the opponent even with ten times their strength.
The moment he heard that the Chongqi Battalion had won, Yang Feng was stunned for a long while, and then he stood up from his seat, looking at the bandits who had retreated to the sidelines, his face was full of bewilderment.
Obviously at the beginning, the two sides were evenly matched in terms of momentum, why did the Baibo thief keep retreating after the fight.
Yang Feng couldn't figure it out, but at this moment, he felt a little lucky, glad that he didn't have a formal fight with Lu Bu, and thankful that he chose to surrender knowing the current affairs.You must know that Lu Bu sent only the rushing cavalry battalion this time, not the wolf cavalry battalion and trapping camp that had become famous under his command.
Yang Feng began to believe Lu Bu's previous remarks, and giving him two or three thousand horses might really be able to crush his hundred thousand bandit soldiers.
"Why did the white wave thieves with a large number of people still lose?" Guo Huai, who was accompanying him, asked in a low voice.
When they first met, Xi Ce saw that Guo Huai was very spiritual. After getting along for a while, Xi Ce felt that Guo Huai could inherit his mantle, so he accepted him as his disciple.
The students are confused, as a teacher's play strategy, they should solve their doubts and give lessons. They looked away from the battlefield and slowly explained to Guo Huai.
These thousand thieves are quite strong, but they lack cooperation and tacit understanding, they have no sense of group at all, and they only care about fighting on their own.
Looking at the head but not the tail, how can there be any reason to be invincible?
On the other hand, the Chongqi Battalion, although the number of people is small, is firmly united, covering and fighting each other, advancing together and retreating together.
The so-called "one chopstick is easy to break, but ten chopsticks will not break" is the truth.
After listening to the teacher's explanation, Guo Huai nodded thoughtfully.