The Khitan did not have a real sailor, and when they saw the towering sails, connected together, the Khitan side immediately concluded that it was the Zhou soldiers who came.

Xiao Siwen didn't expect the Great Zhou people to come so quickly, and he didn't care about killing the villagers, so he could only order to assemble and prepare to meet the Zhou soldiers.

Li Yueyin survived, he collapsed on a stone, panting hard, like a fish freshly fished out of the river, his son hurriedly helped his father, and asked in horror: "Dad, what's the matter, don't we have to die?" Isn't it? ”

Li Yueyin barely straightened up, he squeezed out a smile, "Don't be afraid, Wu'er, you will live, you will!" ”

But when he said this, his heart kept beating a drum.

The Khitans are certainly not good, but the Zhou soldiers may not be able to save their lives!

How many years have passed, the soldiers and bandits are a family, the Central Plains has frequently changed dynasties, and the killing and war disasters have continued, who knows if the people who come will be good soldiers?

But on second thought, they can kill the Khitans, and that's enough!

Even if it's death, you can smile at Jiuquan!

Li Yueyin stood up with courage, he bent his waist, walked to the front of the flagpole, pulled it out hard, and then carefully untied his old friend's head and held it in his arms.

"He's laughing, he's dying laughing!"

The tears in Li Yueyin's eyes couldn't be stopped any longer, he hugged the head tightly in his arms and ran towards the crowd.

At this time, an executioner noticed Li Yueyin, and he rushed over with a ghost-headed knife.

"What a big dog's guts, take your life!"

Li Yueyin was frightened, he subconsciously wanted to run, but when he saw the head in his arms, Li Yueyin stopped.

The old friend is almost sixty years old, unarmed, and he dares to play with the Khitans, he killed a prince, and I don't even dare to resist an executioner?

Thinking of this, Li Yueyin squatted down violently and picked up two pebbles, which were the only weapons he could find.

"Die!"

Li Yueyin used all his strength to throw the stone out, the executioner was a burly man, who would care about the stones, he raised the ghost head knife and pounced viciously.

Li Yueyin is also a network name, so he hurriedly grabbed a stone of more than ten catties and smashed it hard.

Bang, his stone missed, but another stone hit the executioner's leg, and the executioner's huge body fell heavily to the ground, Li Yueyin could see clearly, it was his son who helped!

Attaboy!

Li Yueyin pounced in three steps and two steps, he hugged the executioner and scuffled together.

Li Yueyin is just a weak scholar, where can he be the opponent of the executioner.

Although the ghost head knife was thrown away when he fell, just with the big fist of the vinegar bowl, he could beat Li Yueyin into a pig's head.

He gritted his teeth hard, he didn't know how many fists he had received on his body, his ribs seemed to be broken, and his throat was full of blood, but Li Yueyin choked the executioner's neck, and he didn't know where he got the courage to hold on without fainting!

Yes!

Just when Li Yueyin's eyes were black and he couldn't support it, the executioner suddenly screamed, and it turned out that the thin and withered son took a ghost head knife weighing ten pounds and slashed the back of the executioner.

The knife didn't go deep, but it hurt the spine.

The executioner rolled in pain, and he struggled to his feet, grabbed a stone, and smashed it on his head.

This was not enough, he snatched the ghost head knife again and slashed at his body with great force.

One, two, three...... I don't know how many times I slashed, Li Yueyin's eyes were dark, and he fell to the ground, unconscious...... The moment he fell, many villagers ran over, and they hugged Li Yueyin's body.

He was really thin, except for the bones that were bones, and there were not a few taels of flesh in total.

But it was he who killed the vicious executioner, and the corpse on the ground had become a puddle of flesh!

Shame, shame!

There was a fisherman in the village with red eyes and asked loudly: "A scholar, so bloody, you touch the crotch of your pants, are you still a gentleman?" ”

After he finished speaking, he snatched the ghost head knife from Li Yueyin's hand and let out a loud shout!

"Lao Tzu fought with you!"

The fishermen rushed to the Khitan soldiers...... At this moment, Zhang Yongde had already commanded the men to go ashore and killed the Khitans.

Every ship is a moving battery.

There were bed crossbows on the ship, which fired deadly crossbow arrows at the Khitan side.

With every salvo, many people die.

Either he lost his arm, or he was pierced through his chest, an arrow was a bloody alley, and Xiao Siwen was almost shot. The Khitans had to stride back.

The sailors took advantage of the situation to wade ashore, they were all wearing leather armor, holding knives and other weapons in their hands, in a row, quickly forming a battle formation.

Xiao Siwen saw it clearly, he said to his subordinates that although Da Zhou's crossbow arrows were powerful, there was a gap between shots, and the sailors did not have heavy armor equipment, so it was not worth mentioning!

"Rush, rush up and drive them into the water!"

The Khitans frantically drove the war horses and rushed up like a whirlwind.

At this time, the Zhou soldiers on the riverbank were still very thin, like a fragile embankment, trying to block the monstrous flood. Zhang Yongde on the bow of the boat smiled slightly, and it looked like he was going to show a little housekeeping skills!

"With a canister of oil!"

"Yes!"

The soldier hurriedly took the oil and threw it in the direction of the Khitan.

The Khitans didn't care, thinking that it was still a crossbow arrow, and as long as they were lucky, they would not be shot. But how did they know that it was fire oil that was thrown over, and it was also added with gunpowder.

The gunpowder explodes inside, and the high temperature that forms ignites the oil, which splashes everywhere and falls on the body, causing an immediate fire.

More than a dozen canisters of fire oil caused a great chaos among the Khitans.

The war horses were not trained, and they were frightened by the sudden fire and explosion, some of the war horses fled, some rushed forward, the formation was chaotic, and many Khitan soldiers died under the hooves of their own people!

Zhang Yongde rubbed his hands and grinned.

Ye Hua's kid is really good, the improved gunpowder alone is extraordinary!

"Come, come ashore with me!"

Zhang Yongde personally stepped on the gangplank and boarded the riverbank, and at this time the people and horses had gathered together and formed a thick phalanx.

In front of the formation was a row of Mo knife hands, they clenched the weapons in their hands, their expressions solemn, and looked straight ahead. Behind the Mo knife hand, there are jumping soldiers and rear surprise soldiers, and they are ready to respond.

The Khitans rushed up again, first with a salvo of bows and crossbows, disrupting the formation of the Khitans, and when they were getting closer and closer, they met each other in close combat, and the Mo swordsmen took the lead.

They waved their weapons almost simultaneously.

A row of strange knives reflected a cold cold light, a bright and frightening piece.

The Khitans couldn't help but exclaim, and the sharp Mo knife slashed through their bodies, and whether it was a war horse or a soldier, it was immediately split in half.

Horrible blood splattered and stained the armor red.

Zhang Yongde has seen a lot of such scenes in the southeast, but at this moment, his blood is the most boiling!

The Mo sword soldier is prepared by a Khitan people, look, we want to be like the Tang Dynasty, kill the majesty, recover Yanyun, and deter the desert!

"Kill!"

Zhang Yongde followed the soldier and waved the Mo knife in his hand.

Although he is a concubine, Zhang Yongde practices martial arts every day, and his two arms are thicker than ordinary people's calves and full of strength.

The heavy Mo knife was in his hand, as if it were a toy. With a single sword, the armor is shattered, and the men and horses are halved!

The Khitan soldiers who rushed to the front were constantly crushed and rapidly reduced.

Zhang Yongde was covered in blood, like a demon god.

Xiao Siwen was also a veteran, and he immediately ordered the archers to go up. Arrows like locusts attacked, and there were casualties among the Mo knife hands, Zhang Yongde snorted angrily, next time the sailor will also be equipped with Mingguang armor, and then see how your bow and arrow can take Lao Tzu!

He had to make the Mo Dao soldiers retreat, and the Jumping and Surprise Soldiers rushed up, they were mostly equipped with square shields and machetes, and they were agile and brave in battle.

It didn't take long for the Khitans to leave behind many corpses.

Similarly, the Jumpers lost a lot.

At this time, the Mo Dao soldiers had already regrouped.

"Kill!"

With Zhang Yongde's roar, the Mo Dao soldiers rushed to the front of the battle again.

They fought skillfully, their swords flashed, and with every swing, the Khitans died.

The flickering cold light of the Mo knife is where their courage lies.

Zhao Yusheng was a recruit who had not been in the army for a long time, and this was his first time actually participating in combat.

He had thought a lot, whether he would be terrified, whether he would be afraid, and if he killed someone, would the person who was killed turn into a ghost and come to him...... But when he really stepped on the battlefield, Zhao Yusheng didn't care at all, he waved the Mo knife in his hand frequently, relying on the tall man and the big horse, and the shot was sharp.

Zhao Yusheng has already killed three Khitans!

He suddenly figured it out, no one who is alive is afraid, are you still afraid of ghosts?

Remember, gods and demons are afraid of the wicked!

Unfortunately, Lao Tzu is the wicked of the wicked!

"Kill!"

Raising the Mo knife again, Zhao Yusheng found that there was no enemy in front of him, the Khitan soldiers had retreated, they left more than a thousand corpses, and fled in a hurry.

"Damn, don't run if you have the ability, let Lao Tzu kill happily!"

After Zhao Yusheng scolded, he hurriedly lowered his head and went to find the leader of the Khitan soldiers, who would cut off the other party's head first to prevent him from cheating to death.

This is the experience learned from the hussars, be sure to make up for it!

Zhao Yusheng did not hesitate, took off the opponent's armor, people with a little status like to wear silk shirts, cool and smooth, and can defend against bows and arrows.

Zhao Yusheng ripped off the silk clothes and put them away closely.

Although military discipline is strict, shirts are not handed in.

Snatched the clothes, if there were some scattered silver copper plates, it would be even better, and no one would know about hiding them.

As for the armor, war horses, and weapons, they must be handed over in full, and they are not allowed to be kept privately, but they will be rewarded at a tenth of the price, and they will not let everyone work in vain.

Zhao Yusheng wantonly amassed wealth, he walked forward, and suddenly found that in the middle of a clump of reeds, there were many ordinary people, shivering and hiding.

In front of the common people, there were dozens of young people, they were holding weapons in their hands, and some of them were still wounded, and their skin and flesh were rolled up, and they were hideous and terrifying.

There are a few young men who are still carrying human heads in their hands, and they belong to Khitan soldiers!

Zhao Yusheng's eyes lit up, "You killed it?" ”

Qingzhuang nodded subconsciously.

Zhao Yusheng took out a small notebook from his arms, quickly wrote a note, and scolded: "Leave the head and take it to receive the reward!" ”