This is a battle between a group of angry lions and crazy jackals. Although the lions are powerful and well-trained, they cannot resist the number of jackals!

Both sides have their own beliefs. Isha and his close consuls and supervisors are all elites of Emperor Guangxu. They not only have many years of kindness to the Japanese, but also have heartfelt hatred with Emperor Tongzhi Zaichun's new policy!

Especially, they have more or less some connections with the 30,000 factory slaves who were killed, and their private hatred and national hatred are all concentrated!

"Avenge! Kill the foolish lord and avenge our relatives! The lives of the 30,000 Eight Banners relatives will be paid for their blood debts!"

The backbone of the blamed army, who was red-eyed, was fully under pressure, which brought extremely serious pressure to the victims who were forced to do so. The victims and bandits had long become slavery in the killings of these confidants!

Today, I saw that the officers were pressed down. I had eaten and drunk enough and smoked the opium. What else can I let go? Let’s work hard, if I don’t work hard, I will die!

"So long live Emperor Guangxu! Long live..." More rebels were still tempted by the so-called rewards after victory, and were swept forward with hoarse roars and shouting.

This is no longer a turn to use weapons, but it is actually a group of people who use their lives to fill in the process!

The rebels all have their own beliefs, and Emperor Tongzhi's new army has their own beliefs. Bai Zhan drew out the family-born Mingyan winged sword, and the sword light flashed in the moonlight and sprayed a blood mist!

"The whole army is pressing down and fighting to the death will not retreat... Nastu, who was raised by the bitch, lost our left wing, and now it will be dangerous to retreat to the camp!"

"Soldiers retreat and kill soldiers! The company platoon leader retreats and kills the company platoon leader! Kill one level at a time, and it is no exception to me!"

"If I take a step back, Bai Zhan... all the brothers of the senior brothers will count on each other and cut off my head!"

"We are not only serving our Majesty, but also serving our descendants for generations to come... After slaughtering these bastards, all their hard-core crops belong to us!"

"Future generations will eat for another 200 years! Kill..."

The trench has been broken through, and the loopholes in the defense line made of corpses before could not withstand the impact of these rebels!

Even countless corpses on the battlefield became weapons of both sides. The rebels who had exhausted bullets and could not rush to the front actually smashed them with their bodies from a high point.

After breaking through a hole, he fell down like dumplings. He tied the black iron pot to his arm as a shield, and waved the strange weapons in his other hand randomly. Although it was not organized, it was crazy enough!

This place has become a super-large street fight, and hot# weapons have become embellishments in it. People attack each other with knives, axes, sticks, and even stones, teeth, and fingers, and are crazy like primitive people!

In such a bloody battle, you don’t use any fancy moves. The eighteen sword techniques passed down by Bai Zhan’s family are useless at all. He just waves his body’s memory.

Swing the knife and slash, finding the best dodging angle in the face of the enemy's attack, but it's just constantly moving the position and changing the body angle, and then slashing out that knife!

Repeat and repeat constantly. At this moment, I rely entirely on years of martial arts practice experience. Replacing small injuries with serious injuries can ensure that the vital points are not hit, and that the enemy is hit by the vital points is enough!

Bai Zhan was soaked in blood. He didn't know how long he had waved his arms, and his arms were as painful as numbness to lead. The blood soaked in the military uniform and weighed thousands of pounds.

The revolver he carried was given by His Majesty. At this moment, only one bullet was left, which was left for himself. Once he was captured, it would be his life for his life!

"Secretary, be careful..." The guards beside him rushed over and used a knife to drive away a sneak attacker's dagger to stab Bai Zhan. Only then did Bai Zhan see the existence of the sneak attacker. Yan Lingdao waved his backhand and cut the enemy's throat.

But he had to face the joint attack of two rebels on the other side, and he lost his life. If it weren't for the support of other soldiers, he would have already explained it here at this moment.

"You can't fight like this, it's too passive... Brothers organize a wave of counterattacks... It's too frustrating to fight in the trenches! Brothers follow me..."

Just this sentence, it is better to be encouraged by me. The division commander fought hard, and none of the remaining brothers from the third division escaped, and all of them jumped out.

"Teacher, you are commanding in the trench, let's rush..."

"Fuck... If I get diarrhea at this time, how can I lead troops in the future... See if you can still stay in this trench? Jump out and kill..."

Only then did people realize that in such a short time, the trench two-meter-deep was filled with two-thirds of the body, and some places were filled with the trench.

People can no longer stand fighting here!

"Counter Charge...Counter Charge...Correction...Correction...Correction support each other and fight out. Don't chase and fight in the area twenty meters in front of the trench..."

Bai Zhan led the way out of the trench while stepping on the corpse as a staircase. The geese-winged sword had long been cut with gaps, like a saw, and a bloody path was set in the rebels!

There were more and more soldiers surrounded by Bai Zhan. They leaned against each other on their shoulders and blades, and the bayonets cooperated with the attack like a forest!

Move forward, keep moving forward! Bai Zhan killed three rebels and was squeezed into the inside by the small protruding troops. Rows of bayonets outside protected the division commander to continue commanding the battle!

"Don't worry about me, let me be happy!"

"Haha...Master, please take a break, don't take away all the credits by one person, and divide the heads of your brothers! Punch the attack..."

Bai Zhan knew that he could not beat him anymore. His right arm was so tired that he couldn't even hold the knife, and his muscles were trembling constantly!

After gasping for a few breaths, Bai Zhan suddenly found that at eight o'clock, the morale of a small rebel army increased the highest. He was bloody all the way and saw that the brothers of a squad were all dead in their hands.

"Fuck... there is a big fish at eight o'clock, so it must be the leader of the rebels! Blast over and kill them..."

"Kill... Kill kill..."

More and more soldiers gathered over, and the battle formation led by Bai Zhan kept advancing forward, pushing the rebels away layer by layer!

After Bai Zhan approached the group of enemies, he suddenly grew his mouth with the ashes of the bonfire on the ground!

"Fuck! This...isn't this...isn't this the missing dead man?"

Opposite is Isha. At that time, Cixi's face was the hero in the capital, how could Bai Zhan not recognize Bai Zhan? At this moment, Isha is covered in blood like him, and is fighting desperately like a blood gourd!

When Isha saw Bai Zhan, he wiped the blood on his face and suddenly laughed strangely, "Hahahaha... Bai Zhan, I didn't expect it was grandpa, right?"

"I'm not dead! I've long since surrendered to Emperor Guangxu! Let you know today, I'm not relying on my face to make a living, I just want to take revenge!"

"Damn it! You ass seller, you dare to rebel... Brothers, kill this Isha!"

"Our third division can lose in anyone's hands, but it can't be lost in the hands of the duck! It's embarrassing, that's embarrassing!"
Chapter completed!