After that, there was the battle zone between the righteous army and the Sui army, Feng Xiaoxiao killed a lot of evil deserters along the way, and finally saw Liyang City in the distance.

Feng Xiaoxiao hugged Fu Junwu and went straight to the top of a slope, and when he came to the top of the mountain, his eyes suddenly opened up.

I saw that on the plain below, there were two teams of men and horses fighting endlessly, and the sound of fighting resounded in the sky.

One side has mixed clothes, most of them are dressed in tatters, the weapons in their hands are either hoes or axes, there are few sophisticated weapons, and the dress is the same as the chaotic army seen on the road, obviously this group of rebels is just a rabble, but it is densely covered with plains, and there are no counting of how many people there are.

On the other side were thousands of Sui soldiers, fully equipped and in neat formation, which smashed the rebel army to pieces, and it was difficult to give full play to the advantages of being outnumbered.

However, this group of Sui soldiers has moved away from Liyang City, and there are countless rebels in the middle, and it is only difficult to turn around and rush back.

Feng Xiaoxiao looked left and right, but he didn't want to enter the mountain again, only from the plain below was the fastest, and he wouldn't get lost.

He gritted his teeth, carried Fu Junwu to his left shoulder, and rushed down the hill with his head down, anyway, as long as he rushed in the direction of Liyang City, and then bypassed the city below.

However, he quickly breathed a sigh of relief, and did not fight as hard as he expected.

This group of rebels really has no combat effectiveness, but they are just some peasants with weapons, except for the fact that there are too many people to kill, there is no battle formation, and there are no masters.

Feng Xiaoxiao snatched the knife, slashed one to death, and then grabbed the branch spear after the knife was blunt, as if entering a no-man's land, he didn't even slow down, and he didn't even use much internal force.

This group of rebels has no morale at all, and they can still fight a good battle with a large number of people. He has ever encountered such a killing god, and he saw that no one could stop it. If you hit it, you die, and if you do, you die. Who doesn't love life, a large number of rebels actually fled in all directions.

The commotion of fear spread out in circles like ripples in the water.

On the high hill at the other end of the plain, half a mile away, nearly 500 well-dressed rebels formed a formation, with strong bows and arrows, to protect a man in the center with a high crown on his head, about fifty years old, with an ancient face, and a somewhat rigid taste.

Behind the middle-aged man stood a dozen people. They are all tall, short, fat and thin, but they all have a calm attitude, their eyes are shining, and they are obviously not low.

The middle-aged man looked deeply at the plain and said, "Huh? There was chaos in the southwest corner, and there must have been an elite attack by the enemy. ”

He tilted his head slightly, and said: "Law enforcement regiment, attack immediately, before the Sui army out of the city reacts." Defeat this broken enemy, you can't let them join forces inside and outside, and have a chance to stabilize their position. ”

You must know that although the Sui army out of the city is elite, there are also many masters. But after all, the number of people is too small, and after struggling to kill for such a while, the formation is close to collapse.

If you keep getting into a fierce battle. Sooner or later, they will be completely dispersed by the vast number of rebels, and they can only fight on their own. Outnumbered, there will be defeat in the end.

It's a matter of winning or losing. Therefore, this group of Sui soldiers must not be allowed to take advantage of the chaos to break out of the encirclement and have a chance to regroup.

As soon as the middle-aged man gave the order, more than a dozen people behind him responded in unison, and five or six people were divided at the moment, each with dozens of subordinates to descend the hillside and merge into the plain battle circle.

Feng Xiaoxiao was holding a halberd that he had snatched, whirring and whirring, cutting a circle of people to death, and suddenly heard a "ding" sound, and the halberd turned to the end, but it was blocked by someone.

At this point in the battle, it is the first time that someone can block a move.

Feng Xiaoxiao turned his eyes and found that it was a neatly dressed young rebel, holding a long knife and slashing at it.

This knife style is extremely ordinary, but the knife intent is extremely fierce, a knife is slashed, it is a fight for life, and suddenly the hot wind blows in the face, which makes people can't help but feel extremely sad and tragic in their hearts.

Feng Xiaoxiao was slightly stunned, but he didn't expect that among this group of rabble, there were such masters of the Yiyi Imperial Sword.

He couldn't help but exclaim, "Good knife technique!" ”

With a halberd in his hand, he opened the knife and shouted: "No, the knife intent is good, and the knife skill is too poor." ”

The young rebel staggered a few steps and knocked back a few people behind him, his face turned red, and he stared incredulously, really not believing that he hadn't even taken a move.

Not far away, more than a dozen horses came running, and a big man in brocade in front of him laughed on the horse, and said, "Li Jing, get out of the way, don't be ashamed." ”

He laughed, shook the horsewhip in his hand, and with the help of horsepower, he whipped towards Feng Xiaoxiao.

Li Jing jumped up suddenly, stabbed at Feng Xiaoxiao, and shouted: "Leader Wang, be careful!" ”

The leader of the king showed disdain, but the corners of his mouth raised a sneering smile, and the horse whip in his hand was swept away, and the whip style was high, and even Li Jing was encircled, intending to whip him and Feng Xiaoxiao away together.

Feng Xiaoxiao didn't look at the whip, his eyes flashed and asked, "Your name is Li Jing?" ”

As he spoke, the crescent-like halberd blade slashed through the neck of the king's leader, and he held the knife again with a halberd in his hand.

The king's skull spurted blood, flying high, and even the light of disdain in his dead eyes had not disappeared.

Li Jing slapped the back of the knife with one palm, and his body flew back with strength.

More than a dozen knights behind the king's leader screamed at the same time, each wielding his sword and drawing his sword, and rushed towards on horseback.

Feng Xiaoxiao laughed loudly, suddenly swept away, jumped on the horse of the leader of the king, and put Fu Junwu on the back of the horse in front of him, dancing with both hands, and the wind suddenly rose!

I only heard the crackling sound, like a rainstorm pressing down on the branches, and a dozen knights were also like broken branches, being scraped everywhere, but what flew away was not the stump of the branches and leaves, but the hot blood and bloody heads.

When the rebels who followed around saw this scene, the courage that they had finally mustered up immediately deflated, turned around suddenly, and fled in all directions.

Feng Xiaoxiao pulled the reins, turned the horse's head, and smiled at Li Jing, who was a little dumbfounded: "My name is Feng Xiaoxiao, I hope that the next time we meet, you won't wave a knife at me." ”

He slapped the halberd on the horse's buttocks, and rushed away in an instant, only to see the halberd flashing, bringing a bloody rain all the way.

Li Jing looked at his distant back and couldn't help but clench the handle of the knife.

The thousands of Sui troops who were in trouble in the distance finally discovered the riot of the rebels, and their morale was immediately boosted, and they rushed towards this side.

The middle-aged man standing on the top of the hill, his rigid face finally changed, and he shouted: "The law enforcement regiment is all attacking, and we must thwart this momentum of the Sui army." ”

A battle that was not too fierce turned out to be fought from noon to night.

As soon as it was dark, the rebels could no longer besiege the enemy, and the Sui army finally rushed back to the city.

The middle-aged man was very angry, and he fought a battle nine times out of ten, but he achieved this result, and it was simply impossible to lure the Sui army out of the city, so he could only plan for a long-term siege, and I don't know how much time it would take.

His face was unimaginably gloomy, and he said coldly: "I, Du Fuwei, have been undefeated since my brother and I led the uprising, how could I have suffered such a big loss?" ”

All the cronies lowered their heads in frustration, and they didn't even dare to take a breath, and no one dared to make a sound.

Du Fuwei stood by the bonfire with his hands in his hands, and the vigorous flames reflected his expression becoming more and more uncertain: "Nearly thirty percent of the brothers of the law enforcement regiment died in the chaotic battle, and half of them died in the hands of the same person, who is this person?" ”

You must know that the "law enforcement team" is all composed of martial arts masters, and all of them can be hundreds.

Compared with the rabble with a large number of people, these hundreds of martial arts masters are the real foundation and confidence of Du Fuwei, and he has lost so much at once, which has hurt his muscles and bones.

A square-faced man peeked at him and whispered, "There is still one of Brother Wang's subordinates alive...... Listen to him and say, that man's name is Feng Xiaoxiao. ”

Du Fuwei's eyes were cold, and he said coldly: "Feng Xiaoxiao...... Feng Xiao Xiao ......" (To be continued......)