Chapter 63 The ambition to be trapped in the battle is life or death!
"Stop him, stop him!"

The Hu cavalry obviously did not expect Yang Zhengshan to rush out and fight with them outside the formation.

Seeing Yang Zhengshan killing people everywhere, they instantly became panicked.

But they wanted to stop Yang Zhengshan, and Yang Zhengshan would not just sit there and wait to die.

He rushed into the enemy's army, but did not indulge in killing. Instead, he broke out of the enemy's encirclement at an extremely fast speed.

Although he is an acquired warrior, no one here should be his match, but acquired warriors are not invincible.

In the chaos of battle, swords and guns are indiscriminate, and even acquired warriors cannot guarantee that they can escape unscathed from the battle.

Don’t talk about ants killing elephants. These Hu cavalrymen in front of us are not ants, and the acquired warriors are not elephants.

Once Yang Zhengshan falls into the enemy's camp, it will be difficult for him to escape.

So he did not linger in the battle, but rushed out of the enemy's camp as quickly as possible.

His purpose was not to kill the enemy, but to disrupt the enemy formation and relieve the pressure on the soldiers in the circular formation.

After breaking out of the enemy's formation, Yang Zhengshan grabbed a horse and rode away.

His behavior confused all the Hu cavalry chasing after him.

"Ran!"

For a moment, a dozen Hu cavalry looked at each other, not knowing whether they should give chase.

Yang Zhengshan naturally did not run away, he just wanted to keep some distance and make some preparations for a charge.

Hongyun was inside the circle and he couldn't bring him out, so he could only borrow the enemy's warhorse.

Since it was not his warhorse, Yang Zhengshan showed no mercy. He clamped his legs around the horse's belly and hit the horse's butt hard with the barrel of his gun.

The dark blue warhorse let out a painful neigh and rushed madly towards the enemy formation.

The sound of the rushing wind passed by his ears. Yang Zhengshan's eyes were as sharp as swords. He tucked the gilded flying fish spear under his armpit and rushed into the enemy camp alone without hesitation.

"On the battlefield, it's either you die or I die!"

"I don't want to die, so I'm going to kill all of you!"

"Kill you!"

"Kill you!"

Yang Zhengshan murmured softly.

In this way, he released the fear and pressure in his heart, and used brainwashing words to eliminate his urge to escape.

If you say you are not afraid when you are on a bloody battlefield, it would be a lie.

Even though Yang Zhengshan had experienced two battles before, he was still not a battle-hardened warrior.

He was just an ordinary young man living in peacetime.

Fortunately, he has been preparing himself mentally, always thinking about what to do after entering the battlefield, and always reminding himself that the only way on the battlefield is to fight desperately.

While he was comforting Yang Mingzhi and others, he was also comforting himself.

One man, one horse, carrying a spear, charged forward.

This is his belief and his persistence.

"The ambition to be trapped in a battle will lead to death but not life!"

Suddenly, Yang Zhengshan remembered this sentence. At this moment, he truly realized what it meant to have the determination to break into the enemy line!

It was a kind of determination, a determination to disregard life and death.

There's a surge of heat in my heart and my blood is boiling.

Yang Zhengshan roared, "If you want to break through the enemy lines, you must die!"

The spear shot out like a dragon, piercing through the enemy's formation with tremendous force.

There were only two hundred enemies in the circle. Before he could catch his breath, Yang Zhengshan rushed back outside the circle again.

After two attacks and one round, the enemy formation was in chaos.

This group of Hu cavalry underestimated the enemy. Although they attacked a team of nearly a thousand people, they did not take those civilians seriously.

At this time, Yang Zhengshan was covered in blood, like a devil crawling out of hell.

The warhorse under him was still going crazy, so Yang Zhengshan hit it on the head with the spear, knocking it unconscious. "Hongyun!"

"Xilulu~~"

A hissing sound was heard, and Hongyun leaped over and landed steadily behind Yang Zhengshan.

Yang Zhengshan rode on Hongyun's back and glanced around.

The battle was at its most brutal at this time. There were still many Hu cavalry outside the circle, but more had already rushed into the circle.

Zhao Desheng led his soldiers to defend the southern part of the circle. Yang Mingzhi led his soldiers to fight with the Hu cavalry. Yang Mingwu was still fighting with the Hu man. The two were evenly matched and the winner had not yet been determined.

Many brave civilians also joined the battle. They had no weapons, so they picked up stones from the riverbank and used them as weapons, smashing them at the enemy indiscriminately.

The situation was not bad, and Yang Zhengshan felt relieved.

"Mingwu, get out of the way!"

To catch a thief, catch the leader first; to kill a snake, hit it at its most vulnerable part.

The burly man who was fighting against Yang Mingwu was the enemy's leader. Yang Zhengshan thought it would be better to kill him first.

Regardless of whether Yang Mingwu heard his shout or not, Yang Zhengshan squeezed his legs on the horse's belly, and Hongyun rushed towards Yang Mingwu as if he were his own arm.

This is the tacit understanding developed between Yang Zhengshan and Hong Yun. Hong Yun, who has been drinking spiritual spring water for a long time, not only has a physique that is better than other war horses, but his intelligence is also unmatched by ordinary animals.

It can be said that Hong Yun is now the male god among horses, the top student among horses, and the dragon and phoenix among horses!

Hongyun was galloping with all four hooves, and Yang Zhengshan raised his spear, pointing it directly at the burly man.

Yang Mingwu naturally heard Yang Zhengshan's shout. After forcing the burly man back with a shot, he dodged and hid in the car frame.

The burly man had no idea what was happening and wanted to continue fighting with Yang Mingwu.

It was said to be late, but it was fast in that moment. The spear was as fast as lightning, piercing out and passing through the eye.

The burly man didn't even have time to react before his head was blown off by Yang Zhengshan.

It was a bloody scene, extremely horrifying.

The bright red blood flowed from the gilded gun barrel, slid over the snow-white gun tip, and dripped down.

The golden flying fish pattern now became weird and bloody.

"Array up!"

Yang Zhengshan raised his gun and shouted loudly.

When the soldiers who were still fighting heard this, they gathered around their flag officers as if by instinct.

Yang Chengze, Yang Chengxu and others had bloodshot eyes, holding spears in their hands, and always stood in the front.

As Yang Zhengshan's team, they received a lot of special care.

Yang Zhengshan never treated them badly in terms of food, clothing, housing and transportation.

As for the spiritual spring water, apart from Yang Mingzhi and Yang Minghao, they also drank the most.

Now, among the ten people of Yang Chengze, six have become warriors, and the remaining four have not yet become warriors because they are still young and have weak foundations.

However, it can be predicted that it won’t be long before all ten of them will become warriors.

At present, they are Yang Zhengshan’s most staunch supporters.

"Attack!"

Yang Zhengshan once again took the lead and rushed forward.

The soldiers who had been defending in the circular formation also turned from defense to offense under the leadership of Yang Chengze and others.

"kill!"

"Rush over!"

"Kill!"

The sword and shield soldiers in the front row jumped onto the ox cart loaded with food and fodder first, and the spearmen at the back followed closely behind, stabbing anyone they saw. The archers at the back had given up their bows and arrows because their arrows had been exhausted long ago. They held long swords in their hands and looked around vigilantly to fill in the gaps.

In just a breath, they rushed out of the circle formation like a group of vicious wolves and killed their way into the enemy camp.

(End of this chapter)