On both sides of the Luo River, the sound of shouting and killing shook the sky, and the Fuyuan army, which rushed to the north bank of the Luo River, did not stop and rectify at all, and directly launched an attack on the south bank, without boats, and it was impossible to have time to set up a pontoon bridge, hastily bundled up the timber and bamboo collected along the way, and made rafts one by one, and put them in the river like this, and then launched an attack on the opposite bank. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Liu Xingwen is a little regretful, this is in the upper reaches of the Luo River, and the Luo River here because of a big bend, flowing here, the river is wide enough, but the water flow has also slowed down, if it is placed in the middle and lower reaches, their hastily tied raft has long been washed away by the torrent.

On the entire surface of the river, the black pressure was full of rafts rowed by the Fuyuan army, and on the south bank, a pedal crossbow erected on the embankment made a piercing scream, small stone cannons kept firing stone projectiles, and the archers opened their bows and arrows, and the arrows rained down to the middle of the river.

The stone cannon fell in the river, stirring up huge waves, from time to time there would be rafts hit by the stone cannons, scattered into a piece of wood, some of the soldiers who fell into the water held the log float and sink all the way down, and some sank to the bottom, never to come out again.

The river almost turned red, and as soon as a piece of red disappeared with the water, a new red took over the surface of the river, and later, red almost became the main color of the river.

In the attack of crossing the river regardless of the cost, the Fuyuan army finally set foot on the tidal flats by the river, and the next moment, these places immediately became the key targets of the archers' attacks, the muddy tidal flats, as soon as they stepped down, the silt did not reach the calf, the Fuyuan army that was struggling to move forward raised their shields and moved forward with difficulty, from time to time someone fell, and the people who fell became the stepping stones of the backwards, many soldiers who were only wounded but did not die were also stepped into the mud by the soldiers behind, and never had a chance to get up, They were not killed by arrows, but trampled in the mud and suffocated alive.

The embankment is a slope, but on the embankment, the wall built by the thick soil battalion with sandbags has become a roadblock for the Fuyuan army, the sandbag wall is not high, but the soldiers can not easily climb up, and finally climb up, but they are greeted by a spear that bursts out of the handle, and pokes them down one by one.

Liu Xingwen stood on the embankment with a gun and rode his horse, occasionally cold arrows came, he only lightly aimed at the spear and shot down, his two eyes were always staring at the battlefield, and from time to time there would be groups of soldiers and horses running from his side to the defensive section where there was danger.

On the surface of the river, an old man in gray stepped on a log with his feet on it, without any movement, but the log was like an arrow from the string heading towards the south bank, this is a martial arts master. Liu Xingwen frowned slightly, and shouted in a low voice: "Steward Liu." ”

Liu's old butler, Liu Bao, answered in a low voice, carried a spear, and quietly left Liu Xingwen's side, he was wearing the clothes of an ordinary soldier, and when he reached the embankment, he did not stand up to meet the enemy, but he was mixed in a group of soldiers, without any peculiarities, and together with the soldiers, he waved his spear and poked at the Fuyuan army who climbed the wall.

The old man in gray stepped on the log, crossed the river, and came to the river, his feet seemed to be on the log, and he shouted loudly, and the whole log was divided, with big sleeves fluttering, quite a fairy style.

Of course, there is a price to pay for pretending to be a fairy, and immediately there were arrows like rain flying towards the old fairy, the old fairy's big sleeves flew, shaking the feather arrows everywhere, but there were too many feather arrows, and finally there was still some hurry, an arrow sandwiched between many feather arrows by a thick earth camp leader, and shot down the hairpin of the old fairy's hair with a whin, and the hair suddenly spread out, but it was really fluttering.

The old fairy was obviously angry, he shouted, and the log under his feet flew forward quickly, and with a bang, it hit the sandbag wall, and with a bang, a sandbag wall suddenly collapsed, and several soldiers behind were knocked out and vomited blood, and fell down.

The old fairy did not enter through this gap, but pounced on another place like a big bird, wanting to break through this sandbag wall, one gap was obviously not enough, he had to use his own strength to open a few more gaps.

Dozens of spears immediately stabbed at the head, the old fairy snorted coldly, the great god waved, a huge force surged, the spears that stabbed suddenly lost their accuracy, hit each other, the old fairy fell to the ground, the sleeves of the robe waved again, this time it was like a knife, the other few spears poked from, cut off from the junction of the spear shaft, turned around and pressed a palm on the sandbag wall, a loud noise, the sandbag wall suddenly collapsed again, the old fairy laughed proudly, turned around, and pounced to the side.

With his big sleeves fluttering, the old fairy took off with his arms fluttering, wanting to pounce on the next breakthrough site. At this moment, among the group of soldiers who had been knocked to the ground by him before, a spear suddenly rose and pierced silently into the tailbone of his back.

The old immortal was suddenly alert, he didn't expect that among the group of ordinary soldiers at the front line, there was a martial arts master with extremely high skills, and he was so shameless.

I didn't have time to turn around, but my right hand grabbed back, and I grabbed the blade of the spear in a flash. At the same time, the body lunges forward.

Liu Bao snorted coldly, slapped his left hand hard at the end of the spear, and the spear stabbed forward, and the old man tried his best to move forward, but he obviously forgot that now he was in the soldiers of the thick earth camp. More than a dozen spears stabbed at him, and the old fairy's left hand struck again, shaking the spear away, but Liu Bao's spear cut through his right palm at this time, and the spear blade ruthlessly pierced into his tailbone.

The old fairy let out a long howl, and his right hand struck down with a fist, and with a click, he broke the spear, and in the midst of Liu Bao's laughter, he kicked with two feet, and one spear after another flew up from the ground and stabbed at the old fairy.

The old fairy dodged these flying spears, and just landed on the ground, there was a soft sound in front of him, and a spear stabbed at his throat head-on, and the two palms overlapped in front of the throat, and with a soft sound, the spear pierced his palm, only a minute away from his throat.

He was glad in his heart, when the wind behind him was slamming, and several spears pierced his back.

In the midst of a long scream, he could no longer stop Liu Bao's full stab in front of him, the entire spear blade penetrated his throat, the old fairy's eyes protruded, staring at Liu Bao who was pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger in front of him, but his life was long gone.

Liu Bao snorted, dropped the spear, picked up a knife that fell to the ground, and with a swoop, cut off the head of the old immortal, and sneered: "The soldiers are fierce and dangerous, you are a ninth-level master, and you are also careful to protect yourself, you are an eighth-level peak, you actually dare to pretend to be an immortal here, who will you kill if you don't kill you!" ”

Lift the head, jump on the sandbag wall, wave your arm, the head flew out far away, landed in the river, and with a bang, stirred up a small wave.

Behind the sandbag wall, the soldiers of the Houtu Battalion cheered in unison.

On the north bank, Jiang Haokun's face was pale, in the Fuyuan army, except for himself being a ninth-level master, this old man's skills were the most prominent, but he died so thickly, it was impossible for him to charge into battle.

"Send more troops, there are not many of them, even if there are piles, I will also pile them to death." He said angrily.

The sky is getting late, on both sides of Luoshui, but it is the fire that is soaring, illuminating the river surface transparently, on the river beach, more and more soldiers of the Fuyuan Army crossed the river and launched a fierce attack on the river embankment, Liu Xingwen's defense on the river embankment has been broken through in several places, this time, it is Liu Xingwen who also joined the battle, and the battle for the river embankment has reached a white-hot stage.

In the fierce battle, Liu Xingwen suddenly turned around, his face showed joy, and he heard the sound of horses' hooves. The battle to besiege Jiang Lai has finally ended, and His Majesty's army has rushed over.

The sound of horses' hooves like thunder made Jiang Haokun's face on the north bank of the river white, he knew that everything was over, Jiang Lai was finished, and all his plans were in vain.

"Retire, retreat!" He muttered.

His body was a little weak, and he stared at the south bank with wide eyes, where a large bright sun and moon flag appeared in his eyes, and the yellow edge on it made his eyes a little straight.

The yellow-bordered Great Bright Sun and Moon Banner and the Flame War Sword Banner with skulls had clearly told him who had strangled Jiang Lai's 10,000 right troops.

"Qin Feng, Qin Feng, why didn't you appear in front of the barbarians, but you came to me, are you so sure, can you hold the defense line and block the barbarians? If you can't stop the barbarians, your Yuejing will be finished. He muttered, turning his horse's head a little weakly, and slowly receded into the darkness in the distance.

The soldiers who stayed on the south bank were easy to come over, but it was not so easy to go back, the raft became something to fight for, and more people jumped directly into the river and swam desperately towards the opposite bank, but they were wearing armor, even if they lost the weapons in their hands, but the armor was still very heavy, and they might not feel anything on land in normal times, but after a day of fierce fighting, they had to cross Luoshui, and this weight became the last straw that crushed the camel. Many people swim into the river, they are exhausted, drink the river water, and sink into the river weakly.

The soldiers of the death battalion jumped off their horses one after another, and together with the soldiers of the Houtu battalion, rushed to the river embankment.

Qin Feng rode his horse and slowly walked up to the river embankment, and Liu Xingwen, who was covered in blood, greeted him with a happy face, "Your Majesty, fortunately, I am not dishonored!" ”

Qin Feng smiled and nodded, and patted him on the shoulder: "Liu Dai's performance is very good, there are successors of the Liu family, and I have added another fierce general to the Ming Empire!" ”

Liu Xingwen grinned, very happy, and did not hide it, before this majesty, hiding it would make him look down on him: "I hope that Your Majesty will cultivate Liu Dai more." ”

"It's natural." Qin Feng nodded, Old Man Liu of the Liu family is already a candle in the wind, Liu Xingwen is now behind several others, and when it comes to Liu Dai, of course it is time to support it.