Start: Datang Wanli a lonely city

Chapter 383 Not Enough
The first person to act was the group led by Wu Zu.

Compared with AT's idea of ​​wanting to take the opportunity to kill Wanyan Loushi, Wu Zu, the small owner of the hardware store, didn't want to do it, it's just that his luck was a bit bad.

Wanyan Loushi, the one who seized a large account from a certain prince of the Liao army, was simply a huge temptation for many netizens, tempting them to make a vote.

After the soldiers originally planned to set fire, they also led people to touch it.

It is a pity that at that time, the soldier had just used the torch in his hand to light a tent next to him.

In a tent nearby, a Jurchen wearing only a robe rushed out with a long knife in his hand.

After seeing the action of the pawn lighting the tent, but the opponent was dressed almost the same as him, he was instinctively stunned.

It was this short period of ignorance that cost him his life.

Looking at each other, the soldier who knew that he had been exposed threw away the torch, drew out an iron knife and swung it decisively.

Moments later, half of the Liao soldier's neck was cut off.

Regardless of being too close, a gust of warm blood immediately splashed all over his face, and the pawn holding a blood-dripping long knife yelled:
"Brothers, hack one to earn money, hack two to earn one."

Before the sound in his mouth fell, he took a few steps forward, rushed to the front and back of a tent, cut the tent open with a knife, and rushed in first.

This is a four-person tent, and the four inside may have slept too soundly before.

At this moment, except for one of the awakened four people who had already got up, the remaining three were still on their bodies, putting on their pants and boots in a panic.

It has to be said that the reactions of these Jurchens were extremely fast.

In the sound of "呲啦~" the sound of the tent being split, the pawns rushed in. They immediately stopped all their previous actions and touched the weapons around them one after another.

It's just that in a cold weapon war, when one side is doing mental calculations without thinking, and is fully armored, and the other side hastily responds, the outcome of the battle is already doomed early.

Without the slightest hesitation, the soldier rushed towards the Jurchen who had already got up, and rushed towards it.

The reason is simple, because among the four Jurchens who touched weapons in an emergency, the others touched long knives, daggers and other weapons.

Wearing several layers of heavy armor on his body, he didn't pay much attention to such a weapon that could not break the armor.

Only this grandson touched a big iron axe, which was a target that had to be resolved as soon as possible.

So when that Jurchen's right hand touched the wooden handle of the ax on the ground, the soldier had already slashed his entire right arm to his shoulder with a single blow.

Although the Jurchen was not dead, under such severe pain, she could only roll on the ground.

After the soldier turned around, he ignored the dagger stabbed at his chest, and smashed the edge of the shield with his left hand fiercely.

At most ten seconds later, when another soldier from the Xuan Ge Battalion rushed into the tent carrying a bone full of brains.

It can be seen that the four people in the tent have all been knocked to the ground.

The unlucky guy who cut off his arm was the first to be cut off, and after being completely freed, the soldier wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and roared again:
"Quick, quick, quick, keep killing~"

This is because the soldier knew clearly in his heart that the level of chaos in the current Jurchens was not enough to allow the people in the city to leave the city with peace of mind and break through.

While speaking, the long knife in his hand swung out again, and after cutting through the other side of the tent, he rushed out again.

It's just that in such a process, his footsteps obviously lost their initial briskness.

There is no way!In a battle three days ago, three ribs in the soldier's chest were broken; a mere two days of recuperation was not enough to recover from such a serious injury.

It's just that before this action, Feng Rui helped him fix it with a strap.

It was okay before, but in the battle just now, after the chest was severely slashed, although only a knife mark was left on the iron armor on the chest.

But the broken ribs seemed to be displaced.

It's just that at this moment, he can't care about such a situation...

******
Tens of seconds after the military pawn team started to fight, and the shouts of killing finally sounded in the camp, Yang Dongli, Lao Hei and other two groups also started to fight.

Similarly, the luck of the two of them didn't seem to be too good, and it was their identities that were exposed within a few steps.

Now that it's exposed, let's do it.

The difference is that Yang Dongli slashed out with the long knife in his hand, almost splitting a Liao soldier's face in half, and decisively threw away the long knife in his hand.

He picked up the long spear in the hands of the Liao soldier, which he used more easily.

With a spear in hand, they were knocked over in the blink of an eye; these Jurchens who got up in a hurry, had no time to put on their armor, and were simply the best targets.

With one shot at a time, it was the first time that Lao Yang fought such an easy battle.

As for Lao Hei's words, while the four members of his team were brandishing their knives and guns and frantically slashing and killing those panicked Jurchens, they quickly took their bows and arrows in their hands.

Easily shoot and kill these unprotected, prey-like opponents to the ground.

In comparison, his current killing efficiency was even more efficient than Yang Dongli's.

They, who were rapidly harvesting the life of their opponents, also knew one thing clearly in their hearts: this situation was only temporary, and when more Jurchens reacted, their doomsday would come.

So before that, if Wanyan Loushi, the enemy chieftain, could be killed, then naturally it would be the best situation.

If it doesn't work, make the camp even more chaotic.

With such thoughts in mind, the dull aches and pains of some old wounds on their bodies were no longer in their consideration.

If there is a drone for high-altitude shooting at this time, then a very interesting scene will definitely be seen through the lens.

It doesn't matter whether it's the three groups of Wu Zu, Yang Dongli, and Lao Hei who have been discovered and are slashing and killing their opponents.

Luckily no one has discovered it yet, AT and Yu Hanfeng, two groups of people, are heading towards the big tent of Wanyan Loushi from five different corners of the camp...

When they were 60 meters away from the largest tent in the Jurchen camp, AT and the others ran into trouble.

One was shirtless, with thick ferocious hair protruding from his chest.

With two guards by her side, the Jurchen, who looked like a big shot, was rushing out of a tent.

After meeting the five of them face to face, he suddenly stopped in a hurry after his eyes lit up, and yelled at them with saliva splashing from his mouth.

Judging from their expressions and the actions of pointing at the fire scene, they should not have seen their disguised identities.

Just let them put out the fire, or kill Yang Dongli and others.

The problem is that this also means that the members of AT wanted to reach outside Wanyanlou's big tent, and the good thing of hacking such an enemy chieftain to death was cut off.

Annoyed in his heart, the little white collar kept nodding his head, and quickly approached him with his feet.

Finally, after getting close enough, the sharp long knife in his hand quickly slashed out horizontally. After a bright knife light flashed, the head full of surprised expressions flew high.

"Fuck! What grade are you, and you dare to grow the same fierce hair as me?"

At the moment of doing it, the little white-collar cursed angrily...

(End of this chapter)