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Chapter 531 King Great Magician Xuan
This short period of time does not allow these soldiers who stand in front of them to become philosophers and thinkers.

A life of hardship and hardship cannot make them firm in their will, become ignorant of life and death, iron-blooded and ruthless.

They don't have enough money to buy their lives, and they don't have their family and children behind them. They can't find a reason to sacrifice.

Following the unswerving footsteps of Wang Xuan's steel army, the distance is shrinking little by little, and death is approaching little by little. Faced with this irresistible pressure and threat of death, these soldiers collapsed.

His face was terrified, his hands and feet trembled, he couldn't even hold the weapon, and his body retreated uncontrollably, crowding desperately behind him.

One pass ten, ten pass one hundred, the three barracks, the front line is completely in chaos, the soldiers behind are holding back the comrades in front who are about to retreat, there is a saying that dead friends are not dead poor, you have retreated If I don't, I'll go up to it, that's absolutely impossible!
At this moment, only to fuck!

Even the officers at the forefront of the team are not thinking about the whole team at the moment. They are more insightful and understand than those mud-legged people. The steel shield and the armored helmet are like steel monsters. They don't know if they can hurt the other side if they go down with a knife, but they know that if they go down with a knife, the broken leather armor on their body is better than the paper. Where to go.

Either retreat or die, but they don't want to die, and they are more regretful than those poor jinglings who don't have a wife.

This is the cold weapon war. The soldiers on the battlefield are living people, not cold numbers and NPCs. There are joys, sorrows, sorrows, sorrows and fears. It is often morale and determination that control the victory of a war, not Equipment such as weapons and armor or something else.

If you can hold back the chord in your heart, whichever side has high morale and which side is not afraid of death will usher in the final victory.

This is also the reason why the right time is not as good as the right place, and the right place is not as good as the harmony of people!
However, Wang Xuan added two more sentences on the basis of this theory, "It is better to be rich than to be harmonious, and there must be brave men under heavy rewards. If gold and silver are thrown down, farmers can become legends of hungry wolves!"

Wang Xuan had issued an order in the army early on. In this battle, 30 versus 100, beheading a first-level [-] taels of silver!

What is the concept of 100 taels of silver!
Even if prices soar, it is enough for a strong laborer to work for five or six years!
Now you only need one head to exchange for it. Look at the cloth armor on the opposite side, then look at the iron armor on your body, look at the rusted sword and gun on the opposite side, and then look at your sharp steel knife and shield!
Damn, if it weren't for the strict discipline in the army, no one would dare to disobey orders and charge blindly. Now, these guys would have been screaming and killing them!
As for Wang Xuan, there are only 30 people on the opposite side, and it's only 3000 million taels of silver to kill them all. Besides, they are basically issued silver tickets, and there is no need to use real money.

Furthermore, the opposite person is not a pig, so you can't run!
Running all over the mountains and plains, coupled with military discipline and surrender, this battle was carefully calculated, and there was three to five million taels of silver to stop it!
Three and five million is all, is this considered money?
This small amount of money can be exchanged for a big victory, in exchange for the opportunity to enter Beijing City and completely control Daming.

This is the difference between the two armies!

The soldiers of Yang He's army, if they were afraid of being ranked at the front, they would surely die and their spirits would collapse.

Wang Xuan's soldiers, fearing that they might not be in the front row, took a look at them, they were not enemy troops at all, but walking one hundred taels of silver, blushing with excitement and thick necked!

Three hundred steps, two hundred steps... The bloodthirsty and excited light was shining in the eyes of the soldiers of Wang Xuan. Even if they were two hundred steps away, the soldiers of Yang He on the opposite side could clearly feel that the eyes on the other side looking at him were particularly penetrating.

Lao Tzu's big sword is already hungry and thirsty!
In the Yang He camp, well, it’s actually not a serious camp. After all, building a camp for 30 people can’t be completed in a day or two. The large trees needed are an astronomical figure. I never thought that I would defend myself.

In their imagination, their own side is 30, and the opponent's is [-]. The initiative to attack must be in their own hands. Therefore, the camp is a symbolic thing, and it will fall down as soon as it is pushed!
The soldiers at the back held the front tightly and could not retreat. The crushing pressure completely defeated the spirit of the soldiers. There was no order at all. It is unknown who shot the arrow in his hand first, as if breaking some barrier. The defending archers in the front row followed suit and shot their bows and arrows.

For a moment, it seemed majestic. Arrows covering the sky and covering the sky covered Wang Xuanjun, and then fell to the ground far away. It would be a hell to be able to shoot someone within two hundred steps.

From fear to collapse, these people's archers can't control so much. They just draw their bows and shoot arrows with their eyes closed, venting crazily until their arms are exhausted. It can't be passed to the front at all.

The ancient cold weapon war is like this, commanding is extremely difficult. Most of the time, once the battle starts, it will be transferred by personal will.

This can't work, absolutely can't, if it goes on like this, as long as the war starts, it will be completely over for me!
Although these people under Yang Hejun's command are not considered brave and famous generals, they have been in the army for a lifetime, and they can still understand the most basic things!
The opponent's morale is like a rainbow, the equipment is as good as possible, and one's own mind has been robbed. He has already fallen into a disadvantage, and he must do something!

It's just that in this era when communication is basically based on shouting, there is no time to communicate with everyone on such a huge battlefield. There are those who are flustered, those who are hesitant, and those who are decisive.

Sporadic drums sounded on the battlefield. This is the drum sound of the whole army advancing. Once it sounds, it means that the whole army is advancing, confronting the enemy head-on, and fighting to the death!

Whether it is fear or any other emotion, there must be an outlet for it to not collapse.

Xu Shi was affected by the sound of the drum, and the commanders of the battle formations also reacted, and the battle drums sounded one after another, and soon they rang through the camp of the 30 troops, urging from behind, the troops crowded forward little by little, Soon, the dense formation forced the people at the front to start charging.

The fence of the camp had no resistance at all, and the entire army collapsed as soon as it was pushed. The 30 army rushed up in a swarm, looking terrifying!
In fact, not to mention the 30 army, but 30 pigs rushing up, well, that momentum is indeed stronger than the army...

On the side of Wang Xuan's army, the sound of the drums suddenly stopped. At this moment, the quality of the soldiers was seen. When the army was marching, they were able to stop at two steps after the sound of the drums stopped, and the formation was not chaotic at all. This is unique in this era.

Yang Hejun rushed out of the camp on the opposite side. At this moment, there were only more than 100 steps left. When the horn sounded, the army immediately retracted the knife and sheathed it, took off the crossbow machine at his waist, quickly shook the handle to pull the bowstring, and set up the crossbow arrow. A set of actions Flowing clouds and flowing water are the result of thousands of times of training.

One hundred steps, ninety steps, eighty steps, until Yang He's army was only forty steps away at the closest distance, the horn sounded again.

After "Dirty~Dirty" one long and two short, the soldiers suddenly fired the crossbows in their hands, and the triangular-edged arrows pierced the air, making a shrill and piercing scream, and the screams were connected together, resounding through the entire battlefield .

"Poof" "Poof" "Poof" "Poof" "Poof" "Poof"

It was followed by continuous screams, shaking the handle, setting up the crossbow, and firing. As long as there is no next order, this set of actions will not stop.

Countless sharp arrows pierced the sky, and in just 3 minutes, no less than 30 arrows were fired, which was equivalent to 10 taels of silver being consumed.

The splattered blood mist filled the air, and there were corpses everywhere. Those who charged forward were shot dead on the spot, and those who did not die were also seriously injured, and it was impossible to revive them.

It only took 3 minutes for Yang He's army to charge like crazy, to stop being shot by sharp arrows, and to collapse completely with heavy casualties!
This scene not only completely crushed the morale of Yang He's army and began to defeat the whole army, it also scared the people who were watching the battle from afar at the top of the city to tremble. In the city of Beijing, the hairs of everyone who heard it exploded and shuddered, and the timid simply peed their pants in fright.

"Dirty ~ dirty ~, dirty!"

Two long and one short horns sounded, and the army immediately put away the crossbow in their hands and drew out the steel knife in their hands again, followed by the sound of rapid drums.

This is the signal for the whole army to pursue!
In an instant, the soldiers were like old bachelors who saw an unwary, disheveled young lady who was swaying her head. A group of six frantically rushed towards the moving hundred taels of silver. The scene became chaotic for a while, you chased me I am afraid that I will run slowly.

Zi once said that when you meet a tiger, you don't need to run faster than the tiger, you just need to run faster than your teammates. At this moment, it is the same reason, the most important thing is to outrun your teammates!
To be honest, Wang Xuan knew that the so-called three-sided elite was a joke, but he didn't expect it to be so ridiculous. He was so disappointed that he couldn't bear the blows of a wave of arrows and started to rout. There was no melee confrontation , I feel that the shock is not enough!
But he never thought that throughout history, bows and arrows have always used flat leaf-shaped arrow clusters, for the sake of easy production and low cost, but their lethality is weak. Like a hedgehog, but still alive and well, the image of a fierce general fighting in and out.

But try it with his three-edged bone-piercing arrow made of fine steel. You only need one arrow, and you can jump around and try again. The blood grooves opened on three sides alone can drain people's blood!

In ancient times, this kind of arrow was only used by generals. Not to mention the high cost, the output was extremely low, so it was impossible to use it on such a large scale as Wang Xuan.

The 30 heavy arrows caused more damage than a million ordinary arrows. This wave of blows alone, with Yang Hejun's dense formation, killed no less than 3 people in just 4 minutes before they could react!

For Yang Hejun of 30, the loss has already exceeded one-tenth!
In cold weapon wars, those who lose more than one-tenth of the war without collapsing are elites. However, the elites of the three sides are not elites, and collapse is predictable!

But the enemy had already been defeated, and he had no choice but to order the whole army to pursue him. It was just that the [-] reserve team led by Sun Chuanting was a little far away from the battle site. Seeing so many human-headed dogs advancing madly ahead...

"┭┮﹏┭┮!" The reserve team, if it weren't for the absolute prohibition of discarding helmets and armor in the army, the last 1 people would like to take off their equipment and go into battle lightly!
Completely unilateral and ruthless crushing!

Although Yang Hejun ran desperately, the difference in the quality of the soldiers was too great, and he was chased by Wang Xuanjun within a short distance.

The bright knife flashed, and the knife went down from the back, directly cutting off the opponent's head. Dou Da's head shot up into the sky, and Lao Gao spurted blood. The headless corpse took a few steps forward before falling down. After grabbing the blood dripping from his head, he grabbed the head and couldn't help laughing. The blood flowed down the corner of his mouth, and the stained teeth were blood red!

"100 taels, I got it!"

The comrade behind him glanced enviously, stepped faster, and caught up with the one who swung the same knife, "Pfft!"

Swing the knife, 100 taels!

Swing the knife, 200 taels!

Wang Great Magician Xuan waved his hand and applied BUFF to the whole army.

Skills: Great Reward.

Skill evaluation: As the saying goes, there must be a brave man under a heavy reward. There is nothing that cannot be solved by spending money. If there is, then the money spent is not enough!
Skill effect: The subject gets rid of all DBUFFs, maxes out physical strength, maxes out morale, maxes out speed, clears defense power, and doubles attack power.

Driven by the magic power of money, the soldiers of Wang Xuan kept harvesting the lives of the enemy like a perpetual motion machine.

"The 100 taels ahead, don't run away, stop for me!"

Similar shouts resounded throughout the battlefield, suppressing the screams for a while.

It wasn't until the horn that represented the surrender of the enemy sounded again that the sound became quieter.

The military law is like a mountain, no one dares to violate it!

There were bursts of weak "surrender not to kill" sounds, and I dared not stop shouting, but no one cares about how to shout.

The words 'surrender, don't kill', the first time I was shouted so reluctantly, I wished the enemy could not hear it at all, but, no matter how soft the voice was, it resounded like the sound of heaven in the ears of every three elites. side.

"Ding Ding Dang Dang" weapons fell to the ground, mixed with "Pu Tong" kneeling down became the main theme of the battlefield, looking at a group of people kneeling down and begging to surrender, Sergeant Wang Xuan gritted his teeth with hatred!

How the hell did you surrender, how dare you surrender!
"Aren't you a man? Kneeling and surrendering doesn't make you ashamed. If you're a man, stand up!" Sergeant Wang Xuan yelled, pointing at the three elites who were kneeling and begging to surrender.

Sanbian Jingrui stared, with a look on his face that I would be an idiot if I got up, and the angry soldier stomped his feet.

"What the hell are the three-sided elites? It's really embarrassing. Come on, stand up, one-on-one, don't make me look down on you, let's fight Sanbaihe again!"

"Are you a bitch, kneeling so standard, dare you stand up and fight with me, I will let you use a knife with my bare hands!"

"Come on, come on, I won't bully you, I took off my armor, if you still wear it, you can walk with me for two rounds!"

In broad daylight, violating military discipline and beheading captives is not daring, but this did not stop Wang Xuan's soldiers from trying their best to curse and provoke the opponent to stand up and challenge him one-on-one.

It's just... not to say it's useless, but there are very few people who have a single mind and occupy the entire head. These former three-sided elites now only have one thought. You can say whatever you like. It's good to be alive, what's more Those who lie on the ground directly, bury their heads in a posture of letting the king pick and choose.

"..."

Damn it, facing this group of people who were completely beaten up, Wang Xuanjun had no choice but to stare greedily at their necks back and forth, all kinds of thoughts rolling in his mind.

Suddenly, a soldier's eyes lit up, he put down the knife in his hand, and patted the back of the prisoner who was kneeling and begging to surrender with the back of the knife, "Okay, let's go, go over there to gather."

The captive looked relieved, let out a long breath, and finally passed away. His mind was relieved and he felt weak all over. He staggered up and stood up. After taking two steps, he heard the voice behind him once again. Shouted: "If you still dare to escape, take your life!"

Before he could react, he felt his sight rise suddenly, and there was a very familiar headless corpse below, with blood spurting wildly from his neck!

Damn, lie to me!
This was his last thought.

"Everyone has seen it, this guy got up and ran away, I didn't violate military discipline!"

"w(Д)w" captive.

"o(￣▽￣)d" fellow robe.

……

Before the battle started, three groups of martial artists with different thoughts all arrived one after another, quietly watching the battle on the top of the city.

At this moment, the city of Beijing is unprecedentedly quiet. No one makes a sound on the city walls. The scene of hundreds of thousands of troops fighting is rare in a century.

Just the crowd that fills the entire field of vision makes one feel irresistible, not to mention the battle together, the deafening shouts of killing, the shocking people's hearts tremble, or the blood boils, or the fear is frightened, everyone's reaction is different. They are not the same, the only thing that is the same is that people who can't make any sound, even those who can't see, are all listening. Although the two warring parties don't care about them, they care about the impact of the war on their own families.

On the top of the city, seeing the two armies approaching gradually, a big battle is about to break out. Whether it is Dongfang Bubai, Master Fangzheng, or Linghu Chong's side, they all feel powerless. A battlefield with tens of thousands of people is indeed not something that one or two people can fight against. Left and right battle situation.

(End of this chapter)