This short blade is still the blade that only the flesh has survived "Li Xinchen" has been carrying, although it is far from being a divine weapon, but it is also quite sharp, and I don't know how many prey have died under the short blade before.

Later, when Li Xinchen was fighting with those bandits in the mountains, he did not rely less on this short blade, and he was subconsciously far more familiar with this short blade than Ziyun Lance.

In actual combat, the blade is one inch short and one inch dangerous, and few people generally choose a short blade, which makes Li Xinchen's use of the short blade have an unexpected effect. Especially the Xiliang soldier who was stabbed to death by him just now, he never thought that the other party would easily throw away the long blade and collide directly.

"Kill!" Li Xinchen lifted the Ziyun gun on the ground, turned around and continued to rush forward.

"Lord!" Chen Zhishen forcibly lifted a Xiliang soldier directly, threw him to the ground, and then took two steps forward and followed Li Xinchen's side.

"Quick, keep up!" Li Xinchen breathed a sigh of relief and rushed forward without looking back.

There are fewer and fewer Xiliang soldiers blocking in front, and the camp has changed from looming at the beginning to being close at hand. And the shield of the Xiliang soldier was even closer, and if Li Xinchen took two steps further, he was afraid that he would directly hit the shield and the spear sticking out of the shield.

"Shoot the arrows!" Xiao Shilian roared loudly, and arrows roared up from the darkness and pounced on the Western Liang soldiers who were holding shields in array. And the Xiliang array also erupted with a command, and the dense arrows like locusts also roared.

Obviously, these Xiliang people have also realized that the battle situation on the river beach in front of them has been miserable, so it is better to directly submerge this area with a rain of arrows. Even if he could kill his own people, it would be better than the Nan Chen soldiers who killed them and then turned around to attack the camp.

In the darkness, I don't know how many people were hit by arrows, and the arrows grazed by, with the sound of whirring wind, and Li Xinchen was already a little confused at this time, and a faint pain came, letting him know that he should have been hit by an arrow, but soon Li Ping, who had been following him closely, jumped up and threw Li Xinchen to the ground.

"Rush, rush!" Xiao Shilian yelled and pushed away the oncoming arrows, and it could be seen that the arrows of the Xiliang people were more backward - after all, now that they were almost on the shields of others, even if the Xiliang people took the risk of shooting back, they had to have a distance.

So now the easiest and most effective way is to go directly to their shields, and the two sides can only survive once they are entangled.

"Leave me alone, rush forward!" Li Xinchen stretched out his hand to push Li Ping away, and roared loudly, the arrows were still falling aimlessly, no one knew when they would fall on their heads, and this kind of thrown arrows were afraid that even the archers didn't know where their arrows would fly.

Li Ping's eyes were already red: "No, chief, you are all injured, if you are a little longer and short, what is the use of me even if I take my life!" ”

And Li Xinchen also reached out at this time and touched the shaft of the arrow, and the arrow was inserted in his armor, although it was a front chest, but because of the obstruction of the armor, it should have only been an arrow that went in a little, otherwise the blood should have oozed out a long time ago.

"Help me up." Li Xinchen patted Li Ping's shoulder and stood up slowly, in the darkness, he didn't know how many arrows passed by him, and Li Xinchen also saw Chen Zhishen, who was looking over here in a hurry, he almost shouted with all his strength:

"Chen Zhishen! Take the brethren and rush forward! ”

"Yes!" Chen Zhishen's voice rose violently in the darkness, and then he jumped up, threw off his steps and rushed straight forward, the big axe in his hand smashed directly on the oncoming shield, and the shield slowly recessed, and then hit the body of the soldier behind him.

"Kill!" An angry roar came out of Chen Zhishen's throat, carrying a thunderous momentum.

The soldier snorted, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, and he took a few steps back. And Chen Zhishen did not retreat because of the strength of the rebound, but continued to move forward, knocking the soldier away and rushing into the array of the Xiliang people first.

"Well played!" Xiao Shilian also recognized the tall and burly figure at this time, and couldn't help but shout with a smile, and the soldiers around him didn't have time to cheer, they all moved their steps to follow Chen Zhishen closely, and the defense line that was originally only missing a shield was suddenly shaken, and the entire gap became bigger and bigger unconsciously.

The red-eyed Nan Chen soldiers ran desperately forward and rushed forward, and the front that the Xiliang people had struggled to maintain finally couldn't hold on at this moment, and collapsed like an avalanche along the gap to both sides.

Li Xinchen exhaled lightly and walked straight forward, so frightened that Li Ping hurriedly stepped forward to help him, but was blocked by Li Xinchen with a wave of his hand: "It's just a little flesh wound, what about you kid, let's go up and have a look!" ”

As if sensing something, Li Xinchen subconsciously looked around, the arrows on the ground were scattered, and although there were many fallen figures, there were not many arrows stuck in their bodies.

There don't seem to be many enemy archers······

The fog gradually dissipated, and the entire camp was gradually illuminated by the light of the torches, and Li Xinchen was already able to see the situation in the camp clearly.

The corpses of the Xiliang soldiers were lying inside and outside the camp in twos and threes, and the Nanchen soldiers who rushed into it were searching everywhere at this time, except for a few fish that slipped through the net, and the rest of the Xiliang people could not be seen again.

This camp is simply an empty camp, and the Xiliang people I met outside the camp just now are probably all the defenders in the camp.

Li Xinchen exhaled deeply, and Xiao Shilian also walked to him with a curled knife at this time, reached out and punched Li Xinchen's shoulder.

Neither of them spoke, but quietly turned their heads and looked at the camp in the firelight.

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A ray of sunlight pierced the clouds, and the mist shrouded in the river dissipated in an instant in the face of the pouring light.

The entire south bank of the Great River, the appearance of mountains and rivers, can be seen at a glance.

Looking at the arrow tower in Beizhai, which is not high, Pei Zilie quietly looked at the north bank of the river, and the fog on the north bank of the river was slowly dissipating.

The deer buried in the river revealed its dark figure, standing quietly on the undulating river, showing off its might to everyone on the south bank. And the long river beach and the camp on the river beach gradually came out of the fog.

Not only Pei Zilie, but also the soldiers who were looking at Wangbei Village also subconsciously held their breath.

What jumped into their eyes was the banner fluttering on the camp on the north bank of the river.

The red Nanchen flag is more bright red and dazzling than the rising sun on the horizon.

Pei Zilie's body shook slightly, and he reached out to hold the railing on the arrow tower. And soon she heard the cheers of the tide below the arrow tower.