Nanming Engineer

Chapter 435 White Armor
"What Ming army?" Xu Ensheng snapped, "Where did they come from?"

Before entering this small cottage, the Zuo Family Army sent people to investigate nearby. Except for the routs all over the mountain, there was no trace of the Ming Army. They only came after confirming their safety. Why did the Ming Army come over after not staying for long? up?

"I don't know where the Ming army came from. They came over from the other side of the mountain. They are all white armored soldiers. They are menacing. They look white from a distance. There are so many people. General Chang has already led the Longhu Battalion to fight! "The soldier who reported the letter looked anxious, and his eyes were full of shock.

Zhang Yingxiang and Xu Ensheng, one drawing their swords and the other weighing their spears, bowed their hands to Zuo Menggeng and said, "Commander, please take charge of the formation here while we go to support Chang Deng!"

Zuo Mengeng sweated and cupped his hands and said: "Two generals, please be more careful!"

The two turned around with livid faces, Zuo Menggeng turned around the room twice, and heard the voice outside the door one after another, someone in the army shouted: "End the formation! Form the formation! Hug!" Unity!" Another person yelled: "Don't run! Run your mother's legs!"

He couldn't sit still anymore, got up and lifted his legs, and went out the door.

Hundreds of soldiers from the regular battalion had already gathered outside the door to protect the house. Zuo Menggeng felt relieved when he saw them. They are veterans who have traveled all over half of China. The scars on each person's body are exposed, and they can scare to death the group of Ming soldiers in the south. With them, they are enough to resist thousands of enemy troops.

Standing outside the house, the shouts of killing from all directions became clearer, but after careful identification, it could be heard that the fighting and fighting mainly came from a mountain ridge in the south.

Zuo Menggeng looked up, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he narrowed his eyes like a frightened beast, all the muscles in his body tensed up, and he couldn't help taking a step back.

As far as I can see, on the mountain ridge in the distance, strands of white figures are rolling down like an avalanche. The rugged mountains and dense forests seem to have no hindrance to these white figures. It seems that there is no way for apes to climb The mountain ridge, like walking on the ground under their feet, rushed down like a flood, and smashed into the ranks of the Qing army on the mountainside.

On the mountain, you must take into account the balance of your feet when fighting, otherwise it is very likely that you will fall first before the enemy arrives, and you will be cut off before you get up. The Zuo Family Army reluctantly maintained a loose On the defensive line, thousands of soldiers from the Dragon and Tiger Battalion held guns and knives, stood tremblingly on the mountainside, raised their heads to meet the attack, and had already lost the upper hand.

Chang Deng, the general of the Dragon and Tiger Battalion, wielded a mountain axe, commanded in the center, and shouted hoarsely to order his infantry to attack upwards. There were also hundreds of servants gathered around him, gathering many ordinary soldiers, shouting for encouragement, and pointing their spears at him. look up.

Zuo Menggeng's personal guards took a step forward and protected him behind him. Layers of soldiers made him calm down a bit, but the tension in his whole body was still more intense like an invisible hand pinching his heart. At this moment, he saw a scene that he will never forget.

The white figures rushed down from the mountain ridge at an astonishing speed, as fast as running on the treetops. The one at the front arrived in front of Chang Deng in a few leaps, where there were dozens of dragons. The Huying servants blocked the way, raising their spears like a forest.

The white figure kicked his feet, and jumped up like a dexterous ape. He didn't know what he stepped on, and burst out with such amazing power. With this jump, he jumped directly over the spear formation, and the man was in mid-air. It reached Chang Deng's head.

Time seemed to have stopped since that moment. In Zuo Menggeng's eyes, the movements of the white armored soldiers were like slow motion. They were as fast as a thunderbolt, but they had a panoramic view.

The white-armored soldier held a long spear with a hook and sickle in his hand, and swung left and right in the air, evacuating the stabbing spears from both sides.
Chang Deng roared, not afraid, made an arc with the sharp ax in his hand, and raised it from bottom to top. The spear and the mountain ax hit together, making a muffled sound, and Chang Deng's figure shook. A little shorter.

Immediately afterwards, the white armored soldier who fell from the sky stepped on Chang Deng's chest. The kinetic energy formed during the running and the potential energy formed by jumping from a high place were combined together, plus the weight, several hundred pounds of force overwhelmed Chang Deng. Even though this person is known for his bravery and convincing people with strength, he was kicked to the ground at this moment.

The white-armored soldier was wearing a blindfold, turned out to be one-eyed, with a beard and a ferocious face, violent like a ghost. He stepped on Chang Deng with both feet, and even took the time to smile, then turned the gun body upside down, Chang Deng's head was hit hard by the big iron hoop on his back.

Under the gaze of countless pairs of eyes around him, Chang Deng, who had been known as one of the Thirteen Taibos in the army before Zuo Liangyu died, had his brain split open and blood splattered five steps away!
Li Tingyu laughed loudly, although he was in the midst of thousands of troops, he seemed to be strolling in a garden, his white armor was splattered with blood, and his beard was also stuck a lot, he didn't even shake his spear, swung his spear, and swiped it with a roar Circle, swaying away the crowds of people.

One after another, the white-armored soldiers jumped down from the mountain ridge, running through the woods and jumping down the mountain, like athletes lining up for diving, and like a beating wall, surging towards the Dragon Tiger Camp below.

Long knives slashed from the air, cut open armor, cut off arms, and sprayed blood mist; spears pierced from the air, piercing flesh and blood, stringing Qing soldiers' bodies into gourds amidst screams, and some white armored soldiers were stabbed out by Qing soldiers. They stabbed their long spears and lifted them up to the top of their heads. Blood spurted from their mouths, and they held the guns firmly with both hands, yelling that they would not let go, and their red eyes almost spurted blood.

The 5000-person Longhu Camp was like a dam submerged by floods, eaten away to the core after just one brief encounter.

Zuo Mengeng's position was separated from the mountain ridge by a not-so-deep mountain col, but it was only a few hundred steps away. He was wearing gold armor and a red cloak, and stood out among the soldiers with yellow armor. Li Tingyu pulled out the horizontal hook on the spear from the neck of a Qing soldier, turned around, and saw him.

The blood on the necks of the Qing soldiers around him was still surging, shooting like pillars onto himself. Li Tingyu ignored it, pointed his spear forward, pointed the sharp blade in the direction of Zuo Mengeng, and laughed strangely.

"Children of the Zuo family, don't leave!" He shouted while laughing: "Wait until grandpa comes and chops off your head!"

At that moment, Zuo Mengeng had an illusion. The spear seemed to penetrate hundreds of steps of time and space and fly to his eyes. Chang Deng's bloody body could no longer be seen, and the people in the mountain didn't know how to step on it. At someone's feet, he seemed to have heard a crisp sound when the iron ring hit him.

The white figures had already engulfed the Longhu Camp, and were charging towards the col. The voices of Xu Ensheng and Zhang Yingxiang sounded like thunder. They were shouting and cursing, organizing a resistance.

Perhaps, running so fast is not a good thing.Zuo Menggeng thought, he wants to retire.

He took another step back and stepped on the soldier behind him who was holding the Chinese flag.

"kill!"

"Cut the tartar!"

Sudden shouts and slashing sounds suddenly sounded not far to the right. A group of Liu Zeqing's defeated soldiers who were placed there suddenly picked up weapons and wounded people. Zuo Jiajun was concentrating on defending the white-armored soldiers on the left. Who would have thought that This group of people will defect.

"What are you doing? Are you plotting a rebellion?" A general from the Zuo family shouted angrily.

"Hahaha, open your dog eyes and see clearly. Grandpa is an official of the Ming Dynasty. How can he be confused with you dogs? If you don't restrain your hands, you will die!" The defeated soldiers shouted, and they kept slashing at them. the person who asked the question.

The incident was so sudden that the Zuojia soldiers were killed almost at the first moment. The team of rout soldiers and hundreds of people were at the core of the defense.

Zuo Menggeng's psychological defense was overwhelmed, the routed soldiers were only a hundred steps away from him, they were used to carry the corpses on the mountain, at this moment, except for a few hundred personal guards, the other soldiers were too late to arrive.

"Back!" The head of the guards shouted at him: "It's urgent, please go, Commander!"

Zuo Menggeng nodded, turned his pale face away, and left quickly, followed by the flag bearer.

As soon as the banner moved, the morale of the army collapsed.

(End of this chapter)