Jackson's eyes widened, feeling that this was almost impossible.
Thousands of Tang people, with different clothes, different weapons, and even different ages and genders, fought against the Eight-Power Allied Forces and retreated steadily.
In front of the Eight-Nation Allied Forces are surging enemies.
Behind them was a sea of fire that had formed into a sea of fire, with no way to retreat.
A small force was clearing the scene of the fire, trying to clear a path through it so that everyone could leave.
However, it seems that this will take some time, and Jackson can only hope that the troops in front can withstand the attack.
Ren Qi walked forward quickly under the protection of everyone. Those who tried to shoot at him along the way were stopped or killed by another musket.
As a result, the elite regiment led by Ren Qi became the spearhead of the advance, suffering attacks from enemy forces from all directions and causing the most enemy casualties.
With the cover of the house and the support of everyone, Ren Qi shuttled among the enemy troops, wandered into the enemy camp, killed the enemies, and then returned to his own front. The speed of his actions was simply too fast for people to react. .
In just a moment, dozens of people were hacked to death by him one after another. They all had their throats sealed with a sword, and they were killed without even letting out a scream.
This certainly boosted the morale of his own people, and also alerted some people in the Eight-Nation Allied Forces to his danger.
So soon, a group of Yagyu Shinin-ryu swordsmen drew their swords and came towards Ren Qiwei.
These Japanese Ronin, or Japanese warriors, were originally a group of people who lagged behind the times.
Although they have become commanders and soldiers of a new type of army, the sabers on their bodies make them incompatible with those soldiers who shave their scalps close to their scalps.
These people are the last warriors still active on the battlefield.
After Ren Qi killed several people, he was about to turn around and go back as before, Mitsuru Sakutaro had already followed. However, he did not attack Ren Qi from behind, but stopped him with a scolding.
Ren Qi glanced at him from the corner of his eye, "Do you want to prove your bravery with this?"
Mitsakutaro, the young samurai shook his head and said in jerky Chinese: "No, I just want fairness."
"Fair? You should be looking under the covers instead of doing such boring things on the battlefield."
Feeling that the sword was a little sticky from the blood, Ren Qi took the sword back and pulled out a black sword from the other side.
Mitsuru Sakutaro only felt that the black sword was ominous, as if he had to drink the blood of several people at any time to prevent it from turning into a demon.
However, this is the time to prove the warrior's courage and swordsmanship, and there is no room for hesitation.
So after a loud shout, Sakutaro Mitate jumped forward in the same posture as above and slashed Ren Qi's head with his sword.
Ren Qi stared at the sword coming. When it was about to hit him, he seemed to take a step to the side casually. Ren Qi dodged the sword, and then swung the sword forward.
Bah!
The young warrior fell instantly with blood spurting out from his shoulders to his waist.
The black sword ended his life in a very ominous way, just as he had predicted.
But at least he bought time for his companions.
At this time, other Yagyu Shininryu swordsmen had surrounded Ren Qi, isolating him from his friendly forces and trapping him in the middle.
Ren Qi neither looked at them nor at the young warrior lying on the ground.
Because he was just one of the countless people Ren Qi hacked to death. No matter what experiences, dreams, lovers, and family he had, the moment he fought against Ren Qi, these things had nothing to do with him.
Ren Qi used only one sword to solve the wonderful or ordinary lives of these people.
In short, no matter what, when they chose to set foot on the land of Kyushu, their lives were destined to stay here.
This young warrior is like this, and so are the Japanese people surrounding Ren Qi.
I don't know who screamed first and attacked Ren Qi first.
Ren Qi almost stood still. With a wave of his hand, the warrior immediately fell down, squirmed twice on the ground, and died completely.
Then there is another one, one after another, with the sword raised and lowered in seven hands, without taking a second shot, as long as a warrior dares to come up, whether it is a furious attack with the upper section, a conservative mid-section thrust, or even a weird lower section, They were all hacked to death by Ren Qiyi's sword.
They seemed to have come to die. They jumped up one by one, bumped into Ren Qi's sword, and then fell down with a whimper.
As all these Japanese warriors were killed by Ren Qi, he now looked like a ruthless god of death on the battlefield. Just looking at him made people's eyes hurt and their hands and feet became sweaty.
On the other side, the government troops finally joined the battlefield and joined forces with the Jinmen soldiers to attack the Eight-Nation Allied Forces.
More importantly, the officers and soldiers brought cannon.
Amidst the roar of artillery, the Eight-Nation Allied Forces fell in pieces like rice, and the balance of the war was tipping to their side.
Until the Eight-Nation Allied Forces set up more artillery in another location.
Side shot!
The coalition's artillery fired at the government troops and Jinmen soldiers from the side. The artillery was like a plow, shooting from the left hand side of the soldiers and smashing a piece of their bodies to the right.
The terrifying flanking firepower avoided most of the coalition forces and poured its firepower on Chen Tianyou and others, as if it was raining fire from the sky.
The cannons of the army were also overwhelmed by such noise.
Ren Qi chopped down another person, looked back at this scene, and remembered Yin Xiu's previous plan.
In his calculations, no matter how strong the fighting spirit of the officers and soldiers and how unafraid of death, when the artillery shells rain down, everyone will be dizzy. Their courage and will will only last for a short time. It will be completely destroyed in a short time, just like those city walls.
Therefore, Yin Xiu once mentioned to him that at the critical moment, what he must do must be something that Ren Qi can do.
Launch an assault on the artillery of the Eight-Nation Allied Forces!
Following Ren Qi's shout, Yan Feng and the division's iron soldiers each led their troops to concentrate on Ren Qi's end. They followed him out of the weakest part of the battlefield and headed for the artillery team.
They wanted to destroy those artillery pieces before they could completely change the situation.
Before that, these artillery pieces were hidden at the very back of the Eight-Nation Allied Forces, keeping them out of reach.
But now, with the changes in the battlefield situation and the movement of firepower, the artillery team is much closer to them than before, and this is the time to attack.
General Jackson discovered the existence of this commando with a telescope, and immediately gave an order to the adjutant: "At all costs, do not let those Tang people reach the artillery team."
"Yes!"
The adjutant immediately ordered people to wave flags, all nearby troops were thrown into battle, and more troops were concentrated there.
Suddenly, the originally sparse and empty area in front of Ren Qi was filled with densely packed heads.
At the same time, there are also dark gun muzzles occupying the place.
Someone kept getting in front of Ren Qi, running almost desperately.
These people are taking bullets for him!
Bang!
A sheet of blood mist rose up, and the soldiers in front of Ren Qi fell down instantly like a human wall.
Ren Qi's eyes were filled with tears, and the wind was blowing under his feet. He walked out of the blood mist without hesitation, like a demon from hell, bringing a bloody wind of death.
When the soldiers of the Eight-Nation Allied Forces were preparing for the second shooting, he had already drawn out six swords, causing a bloody storm.
Ren Qi entered the coalition team. The six swords were just slashing, but they were still one sword. One sword was one, and six swords were six.
The all-out attack from the spiritual realm master caused a vacuum to appear around him in the blink of an eye.
Jackson's forehead was throbbing with veins, and he felt that if he accidentally bumped into this master in the next moment, he would die violently. He looked to one side, Count Sivir, who was also staring at Ren Qi.
The most powerful vampire felt his gaze and turned to respond to Jackson's gaze.
"Count Sivir, can you stop this terrible guy for me and the coalition forces?" Jackson was full of expectations.
However, Sivir looked troubled. After his face changed from red to white for a while, he still said with difficulty: "General, if that happens, I will die, and I won't be able to stop him."
Jackson frowned, "Then we just watch him approach the artillery team like this? And eventually destroy each cannon?"
"Don't worry, his sword can kill people and cut off projectiles and cannonballs, but it can't destroy cannons."
"But he can kill the artillerymen one by one, can't he?"
Jackson frowned and looked at him, already beginning to disbelieve in the power of this great vampire who had previously been able to control the wind and rain.
If he doesn't make it now, I'm afraid the Sivir family will no longer have a place in this team.
Of course Count Sivir felt offended. As the patriarch of the largest vampire family besides the four major vampire families, even the four major vampire families could not ask him to obey in the past few hundred years. But now a human , he was just a general, but he looked down upon himself with his eyes, and urged him secretly and overtly.
How could Count Sivir not feel the desire to kill rising in his heart?
However, he could not go because if he went, he would die.
If it were a hundred years ago, the vampire count would not take him seriously even if he was a master from Tang Dynasty.
But now, after many vampires have died in Asia, this treasure land that they have always been invincible has turned into a dangerous jungle.
Count Sivir was not confident in defeating Ren Qi, but his life span of hundreds of years gave him extraordinary experience.
So he suppressed his anger and just smiled and said: "General, in the past, I have seen countless strong people, whether they are powerful vampires, necromancers, or paladin.
Of course they are powerful and terrifying beings, so powerful that anyone who encounters them has to retreat. When it comes to fighting alone, they are invincible in this world.
However, I have to say that this is a battlefield, not a ring or an arena.
We are at war, not in a competition or a duel. ”
Jackson tasted something, "What on earth do you mean?"
"I mean."
Sivir smiled, his brown eyes seeming to pin Ren Qi to the wall.
“On the battlefield, personal bravery can only help locally, but cannot play a role in the overall situation.
Of course he is a terrible guy. He can kill hundreds of us in a quarter of an hour. However, he cannot do this forever because he is only human after all.
Even us vampires can't do it. He will definitely fall. Maybe a few hundred people can't stop him at all, but what about thousands of people and tens of thousands of muskets? He would always slow down, even stagnate.
So we just have to wait for this opportunity to arise. ”
Count Sivir's words are of course his excuse and reason to avoid fighting Ren Qi, but they are also an objective analysis.
Although Ren Qi was still brave, it seemed that the speed at which he killed the enemy could not match the speed at which the officers and soldiers began to collapse. It didn't take long for those who followed his assault artillery team to be unable to keep up with him.
Under the endless bombardment of artillery, the soldiers began to collapse.
Ye Tianpei and several of his lieutenants were watching the battle on horseback from behind. However, the artillery shells had begun to cross-fire, bringing them into the range of the artillery.
Stray bullets fell around them from time to time, making everyone panic.
After a cannonball smashed the knights on Ye Tianpei's left to pieces, behind him, the three top officers woke up from their dreams.
"Who are you!?" one of them shouted.
Knowing that [Humanity] had lost its effect, white smoke evaporated from Ye Tianpei's body, revealing his original figure.
Yin Xiu appeared here.
"It's you!?"
The three of them woke up from a dream, remembering the ruthless killing of the man in front of them in the General Military Mansion.
He killed almost all the officers and soldiers in the General Military Mansion, as well as the powerful masters, leaving only the three of them.
Yin Xiu had no time to care about them at this time and was just paying attention to the war.
"Send another cavalry team out to assist the Kyushu Association in attacking the artillery team."
Yin Xiu issued the order with the same demeanor as "Ye Tianpei" before.
However, no one is willing to carry out the orders of the fake commander-in-chief.
The three officers and the remaining lieutenants turned their horses and fled without looking back.
Only the commander who first recognized the suspicious identity of the general soldier was still with Yin Xiu.
"Are you following the order?" Yin Xiu asked him.
"I obey my orders!"
The commander rode out and turned around and said: "However, I think this can no longer reverse our decline. We have probably lost the battle of Jinmen."
"Then you won't run away?"
The commander smiled and said: "Where are you running? Where is the land of Kyushu? Who would leave his own home alone?"
After saying this, he rode off to lead the cavalry himself, leaving Yin Xiu alone.
Yin Xiu was riding on his horse, still looking at the battle not far away.
The defeated soldiers scrambled to flee. Officers and leaders could no longer dissuade them. Their previous courage and heroic words had been completely torn apart by artillery fire.
The soldiers and officers ran past Yin Xiu without raising their heads to look at their common "leader". They were only focused on escaping for their lives.
Yin Xiu still held his horse and stood there, letting the artillery fire fall around him.
Liu Banxian and Ma Xiaoyu ran out. They came from the rear and were also exposed to artillery fire.
Ma Xiaoyu threw out pieces of talisman paper to block the stray bullets fired at them, covering Liu Banxian's move forward.
Out of breath, Liu Banxian struggled to climb up the ruins of a crumbling arcade and stood on the top, facing the entire battlefield.
He was shouting hoarse and almost burst into tears.
"Hey! Friends and brothers! Wait a minute! Stop!"
With the help of magic, Liu Banxian's voice echoed throughout the battlefield.
"Look! Your general, leader, and leader is still standing on the battlefield like a mountain. Even if the shells rain like rain, he remains unmoved!"
The fleeing soldiers were stunned and looked in Yin Xiu's direction in disbelief.
He was really like a mountain, standing on horseback in the middle of the battlefield. Even artillery could not destroy him and make him move a step.
I don't know who shouted, and then another shout after another, and the scattered soldiers began to regroup. (End of chapter)