"Huh?"
Liu Ce found that the distant bandits no longer swarmed towards him like before, but instead ran to a hundred meters away and split into three groups to ambush him from different directions.
"Hmph, interesting." Liu Ce let out a cold snort, understanding the intentions of the bandits across from him. They wanted to launch a surprise attack from the side. If it were just a few dozen steps away, he might not have been able to react in time, but at such a great distance, they had already revealed their plan, which was utterly laughable.
"Square formation!" Liu Ce shouted, issuing the command to change formation. The array of over 120 people in front of him, originally arranged in columns of 40, instantly changed. The intense and meticulous training of the past two days had paid off.
The vanguard of the Liú Mín Army formed a slightly awkward fifteen-man front line, divided into two columns, each column standing by with shields at the ready.
Guo Taohu and several other refugees who followed the army, including a wounded man, were lined up between the two armies.
Seeing the change in the formation of the refugees in front of him, Er Gou secretly cursed, and even if he didnt understand military formations, he knew that this one was more troublesome than before.
"What dog fart strategist, Ive had eight lifetimes of bad luck!" Knowing that the formation ahead was flawless, but still having to charge forward, Hu Kui had given a death order.
Looking at the rushing pirates, Sun Chengyin was excited and trembling all over, "Yang Fan, you want to surpass me? Wait for your next life." He muttered to himself in his heart. Since Liu Ces performance couldnt be surpassed by him, he simply gave up hope and continued to suppress Yang Fan, which was the most wonderful thing.
"Hahaha, come on! Watch as I behead each and every one of you!" Fēng Qíu Niáns loud roar sent shockwaves through the eardrums of those around him.
Chen Qingze held a long spear and didnt say a word, while Feng Ying, who was standing beside him, looked even more indifferent. The twin hammers in the water were ready to strike at any moment.
Han Feng took down another arrow and aimed at his target...
"Kill!" Several dozen paces away, the bandits charged towards the formation with ferocious faces, their nearly crazed expressions already clearly visible...
"Defend!" Yang Kais roar sounded again, and the troops on all sides immediately raised their shields to meet the bandits impact...
The bandits charged at the migrant shield again, their formation twisted slightly, but soon they were pushed back again amidst the loud cheers of the crowd. A group of bandits in front were knocked over on their backs, but were immediately pushed forward by the bandits behind them.
"Charge!" Liu Zhi yelled, and dozens of bamboo spears (axes and hammers) burst out from all sides like fierce tigers, and the battlefield once again echoed with the sound of blades cutting into flesh.
The bandits who rushed at Yang Kai Shan took advantage of his momentary distraction and slashed a knife at him, but the inferior long knife couldnt even scratch the iron armor on Yang Kai Shans body. Yang Kai Shan gave that bandit a cold glance, swung up his knife and brought forth a column of blood, leaving a deep gash from the bandits waist to chest. Yang Kai Shan kicked out with one foot, sending the bandit flying, and knocked down a group of bandits who were just about to rush forward.
"One!" Yang Fans round shield blocked a flowing thiefs slash, a knife swiftly sliced across his neck, and he also kicked him open with one foot.
"Whoosh!" Han Feng shot down a bandit with one arrow, quickly shifting his position, shooting out arrow after arrow. At such close range, six or seven people had already died under his arrows...
"Haha, refreshing!" Feng Qinnian swung his axe in a horizontal slash, knocking down three bandits. One of them had his waist cut off, with intestines spilling out onto the ground, and he let out an inhuman howl as he cowered on the ground. The refugees at the front of the formation, feeling like they were about to vomit, thrust their bamboo spears into the bodies of the bandits in front of them.
Feng Ying struck a bandits head with one hammer, and suddenly blood splattered everywhere, spraying out of the bandits seven orifices...
Yang You Hua beheaded a bandit with one slash of his knife and muttered, "Still, the chain hammer is more useful."
"Drop your guns!" After Liu Ce took down two bandits, Yang Kai Shans roar echoed again.
The crowd fiercely pulled out the bamboo spears and then, without waiting for Yang Kais order, raised their shields to defend themselves again.
"Stab!" Liu Ce let out a loud roar, and dozens more people died under this wave of bamboo spears.
Two waves of bamboo spears shot out, and the front of the formation was already littered with over a hundred corpses. The refugees holding the bamboo spears had their bloodlust ignited at this point, mechanically following orders to raise their guns, thrust! Withdraw their guns, then raise them again, thrust!
Looking at the distant battlefield, Hu Weis face was extremely ugly, while Qian Bing shrank to one side without saying a word, deeply afraid of being blamed by Hu Wei. Seeing that the situation on the battlefield was tens of thousands of miles away from his own predictions, he trembled all over...
"Charge!" The military order came again, and the migrant army continued to mechanically harvest the lives of the bandits in front of them. Corpses surrounded them, forming a large circle, and fresh blood stained the ground red. Seven migrants were stabbed by the bandits short spears and fell on the battlefield, while four others were injured. Guo Tao and Liu Hu tightly bandaged their wounds...
"Sound the military order!" Liu Ce killed a bandit with one shot and gave another order, "Advance to the enemys position in front of the bandits!"
The array suddenly let out a loud roar and slowly moved forward in front of the bandits, their footsteps surprisingly uniform...
"Run... run ah..." A bandit could no longer withstand the fear, let out a frantic shout and turned to flee. The bandits fell into chaos once again, scattering in all directions.
"Dont run!" Er Gou hastily blocked, and the short spear in the water stabbed fiercely into the back of a fleeing bandit. Just as he was about to pull out the spear, he was chopped on the shoulder by another bandit behind him.
"Ah!" The second dog dropped his spear in pain and turned around to see the thief, who was running away with a terrified look on his face.
"Dont run, come back..." Er Gou endured the pain and wanted to chase after that cunning thief, but then a loud and orderly shout came from afar. A wooden wall slowly approached from several steps away, clearly revealing the cruel glint in the eyes of the fleeing refugees.
"No!" Er Gou was so scared that his gallbladder burst, and he immediately turned around to run away. Before taking a few steps, he tripped over the corpse of the bandit he had killed earlier and fell, covering his face with dirt.
Two dogs eating painful want to get up and run away, suddenly feeling a pain in the back, a bamboo spear gun tip appears on his chest, instantly feeling like his strength and energy are being sucked out. In an instant when the bamboo spear was pulled out, he tried to turn around to see what was behind him, only to see a face covered in blood staring at him angrily, this is the most terrifying expression that Two Dogs has ever seen in his life.
"You..." Before he could finish his sentence, a muddy shield slammed into his face, and Er Gou fell to the ground with eyes wide open and an incredulous expression. As he lay dying, he felt pairs of cloth shoes trampling over his body before being consumed by darkness...
Everywhere, the fleeing bandits filled the mountains and fields. The crowd in front of the camp was terrified. Hu Wei knew that this group of people had given up, so he let them go wherever they wanted, but anyone who dared to charge at his own camp would be cut down.
"What to do now?" Hu Kui was also getting anxious, originally thinking this would be an extremely easy battle, but it turned out like this. Eight hundred men, against these mere hundreds of refugees, were almost completely wiped out, and now there were less than 200 people left in front of him, how could they fight?
"Hmph, I told you those newcomers arent reliable. Look, didnt I say so? Sun San boasted with a self-satisfied expression, in his eyes those vagrants were incomparable to himself. Although the group of refugees in front of them seemed different from the others, he still thought that refugees are just refugees at heart, which was also the common sentiment among the dozens of elite soldiers around him."
"Head, I think we should go, just thirty people can kill them all!" Sun San volunteered to fight with Hu Kui, he is now a sharp soldier and needs to make a good show of himself to gain merit. Now, near Gan state, its almost all bandits territory, there are not many officials left for him to gain merit from, how could he miss such a good opportunity?
Hu Wei lowered his head and didnt speak, those half-hearted deserters died and thats it, no big deal, the military has a lot of such people, they can be replenished at any time, but if the elite soldiers make a mistake, their superiors will blame them, and if things go wrong, they might end up with their heads chopped off.
"Hu General, I think its best to close the camp gates immediately and send someone to Gaoyang for reinforcements." Qian Bing, intimidated by the refugees in front of him, mustered up the courage to suggest to Hu Kui.
"Seek help?" Sun San snorted, "Is this hundred or so refugees worth going to Gao Yang for help? Whats wrong with your head? Moreover, Gao Yang is 600 miles away, and even if we send a fast horse, it will take two or three days for the round trip. Lets not mention whether Gao Yang will send troops or not, even if they do, after mobilization, it will take another three or four days. If we rush here, it will still take more than ten days. This back-and-forth will take almost twenty days, what are we going to do during these twenty days? Guard the fort and shut the door? Can you guarantee that the refugees in front will agree? You fool! Isnt this situation caused by you? Do you call yourself a military strategist? Was your brain kicked by a donkey for them to use someone like you?"
Qian Bing was scolded until his face turned blue and he suddenly became speechless, no longer speaking.
"Alright, stop arguing! Let me think." Hu Kai interrupted the two mens dispute and gazed ahead, lost in thought as he watched the refugees.
"Halt, rest in place!" Yang Kai-shan shouted loudly. Seeing that the bandit camp had not sent out any troops within a distance of less than 200 meters, he ordered his army to stop and start reorganizing, allowing the refugees to recover their physical strength for the next battle.
Liu Ce looked at the bandit camp in front of him, his hand gripping his spear tightly as he remained silent for a long time. The version of "Yi Jie Feng Huo Lu" you are reading now only has half a chapter on the 24th breaking of the camp. To read the complete version, please search Baidu: () and then search again: Yi Jie Feng Huo Lu