C82 (2/2)

Drum sounds rained down from the ranks of the soldiers, one after another. In the open wilderness, the sound of the drum travelled far and wide, and even the ground beneath his feet began to shake. The crickets in the grass were so scared that they immediately shut their mouths. Their frail bodies could withstand the vibrations of the war drums. Even the clouds in the sky seemed to tremble slightly under the vibrations of the drums.

The drums grew louder and louder, shaking the hearts of every soldier and officer on the battlefield so deeply that their hearts beat faster and faster with the drums. Everyone heard their own heartbeats, as if they were about to burst out of their chests, their blood boiling, their passion burning, their hands tightly gripping their swords and spears, waiting for the final moment.

”Release the arrows!”

The intense battle drums finally roused the fighting spirit of the soldiers. In the gap between the cavalry and the foot soldiers, the almost scattered formation of officers and soldiers quickly recovered. The quality of battle between officials and soldiers was something that they had trained in the battlefield for a long time, and they had experienced the baptism of fire and blood. The surviving officers stayed in their positions, shouting, and the soldiers who were still able to stand up found their positions again. Following the shouts of the officers, rows and rows of Arrows soared into the sky.

swish swish swish … *

At this time, xanthopanax did not care about the injuries of the Arrows anymore. Even though his brothers were continuously falling, they did not care about it at all. Only then did they feel equal. Under the barrage of blades, spears, swords and halberds, all life forms were nothing more than flesh and blood, and couldn't even withstand a single blow.

”Kill …”

xanthopanax finally rushed up, his eyes full of anger. Raising his big blade, he fiercely slashed at the soldiers, no matter if it was on his shield or his body. Some of the xanthopanax's soldiers even rushed towards the army's great formation with blades in hand, using their own bodies to open up a path for the brothers behind them to live.

The imperial government's army had been through a long battle. Although they felt incomparable fear when facing the yellow scarfed army, they still fought with everything they had to resist. The first row fell and every second row was replaced with another without any signs of retreat. The battle formation was a source of morale for the soldiers, especially for the smaller side, they had to pay more attention to maintaining their formation. Only by maintaining their formation could they display the power of a group battle.

In the desolate fields, there seemed to be two groups of aggressive cheetahs tearing and killing each other. They bared their teeth, gnashed their teeth, bared their claws and bared their fangs as they crazily roared and charged towards the opposite party. The large blade chopped down, the long spear thrust out …

They wanted to tear open a path of blood, a path of life. For their lives, for their destinies, they turned back without hesitation. Even though they knew that there was a path of death in front of them, they could only move forward, forward and forward.

The soldiers also roared like tigers going down the mountain. They wanted to block the enemies and nail them down here, they were just like a wall made out of flesh and blood. If anyone wanted to cross this wall, you could either kill them or they could only kill you.

This was a complete battle. The eyes of the soldiers on both sides had turned red from killing. Their eyes were filled with killing, killing with all their might. They did not have any fighting spirit or techniques. The soldiers mechanically repeated the same action, killing, or being killed.

This was the fate of soldiers.

The world had always been this helpless. Soldiers, they come from the bottom of this society, they are the majority of this world, but are ruthlessly divided into two camps, fighting each other for their masters, they lose their blood, their lives, all of them, and what do they gain?

The success of the high, trickle blood to carry the long sail of the great men set sail, the bones piled up the luxury of the great men. They were famous through the ages, and had been known for generations to come. History carried their names, the people praised their merits, and they were worshipped like saviors.

All the soldiers got was suffering, suffering, suffering that was deep and endless. Historians are too busy to remember to write a note for them, and commoners are too busy to feed themselves. Who would remember this vengeful spirit?

There were simply too many xanthopanax s, so they could only use their own flesh and blood to make up for the disparity in weapons. In such a intense battle, there were no moves, no attacks, no defenses, and only roars that shook the heavens.

”Pu pu pu …”

This was the sound of a sharp weapon piercing through. To be precise, this was the sound of a long spear piercing through. The xanthopanax were all poor people, and their team was poor as well. A pike with a wooden handle, the cheapest weapon, and also the most powerful weapon.

However, just the spear was not enough. The xanthopanax had paid a high price for their equipment, blood and flesh and blood. The officers and soldiers were well armed, had strong armor, and carried shields, which made them pay the price of being penetrated. Due to the density of their attacks being too high, they were unable to retreat, unable to dodge or evade. All they could do was advance, and by the time their spears pierced the enemy, they would have already been pierced through. Their hearts had already turned cold …

Those xanthopanax soldiers fell down one after another, but they also gained something. When they stabbed at the enemy, he himself was also pierced through. As blood gushed from their chests, their bodies grew lighter and colder. Their eyes stared helplessly at the overcast night sky, but the vast sky was filled with nothing but the red rain that filled the sky and drifted across the earth …

The heavens were weeping …