Chapter 1397

The wind is rustling and the water is cold.

800 silent camp, momentum like rainbow.

This is the silent camp. They can't say they are victorious, but have you ever seen them step back? For the soldiers of the silent battalion, there are only two kinds of Fates, one is to return triumphantly, the other is to die in battle. In addition, there is no third.

This is the silent camp. The flag of the silent camp is dyed red with blood.

There are still 7000 people in the imperial city.

This battle is also an adventure for the imperial city.

If the imperial city really loses, it will be like a mountain of defeat, declaring the end of the war completely.

But even if they win, there is no big advantage for them. They can't even pull back one city. They can only say that they can take a breath for a while.

If you think about it carefully, this battle is really not a good thing for the soldiers on the side of the imperial city. Now, even if they have really won, the silent battalion has completely extinguished their momentum.

When did they think that silent camp had so many people and how far they could fight them?

Is that still human?

Are they really not afraid of death?

In fact, the soldiers of silent camp are really afraid of death, but they have to die because they have no way back.

Meng Kaiqiang used to be a bandit after all. Even though he has been tempered and forged too much now, there is still a sense of banditry in his heart.

For Meng Kaiqiang, a bandit, death is nothing. Anyway, he never thought that he could have a good death. Moreover, in his bandit world, at this stage, it is meaningless to be afraid of death. Before, he thought that if he wanted to die, he'd better die earlier, and die when he can still carry a knife, Even if he was really going to die, he could at least pull a few people on his back. It seems that death is not so terrible. By the way, he instilled his idea into the brain of the 800 ordinary soldiers in the silent camp.

Looking from a distance, those people in the imperial city are somewhat complicated.

They looked at the mighty 800 people and felt extremely bitter.

If you are yourself, can you still have such momentum now? They can't help asking themselves. I'm afraid only the silent camp can do it in the whole northern foothills. Eight hundred people have the momentum of eight thousand people.

Meng Kaiqiang, holding a long knife in his hand, walked in the front.

His horse didn't know where it died, but it didn't matter to him any more.

These light cavalry of silent battalion have now become infantry.

So what? Do they have to fight on the horse?

Off the horse, they are not silent camp?

After all, there is no such reason.

How many people have despised these 800 silent soldiers?

If it wasn't for being disliked, how could they come to Yangcheng and be incorporated by Xiao Yao?

But now, who dares to belittle them?

These people, after all, spilled blood on their heads.

With blood, tell them how strong they are!

Standing at the commanding height, looking at the thousands of people under the rocks, Meng Kaiqiang gave a smile and a long sigh of relief.

He raised the long knife in his hand, with a cold light shining on its tip.

"Silent camp, invincible in battle!"

"Silent camp! We are invincible

"Kill

The dust rolled up in waves.

800 silent camp, from top to bottom, rushing like a tide.

The thousands of soldiers in the imperial city finally moved. Although they felt that they could not hold the sword, they still killed them.

Eight hundred people collided with seven thousand people and broke through a line of defense.

Soon, the formation of the 7000 men had been completely dispersed.

However, before they came back to their senses, the hundreds of silent campers rushed back.

If he can really escape, Meng Kaiqiang will take the hundreds of people under his hand to leave this place, but he knows that they can't run at all in their present state.

Since that's the case, don't run away, kill one without losing money, kill two to make a steady profit, kill three to make a profit!

It's not just Meng Kaiqiang who thinks so. It's also in the hearts of the few hundred remaining taxi drivers in the silent camp.

A battle lasted half an hour.

Finally, the blood flowed.

At a glance, the whole Avenue was stained with blood.

Three points into the earth.

Behind Meng Kaiqiang, there are five or six other people, who can't stand steadily.

There are about 4000 soldiers in the imperial city.

Eight hundred people, more than three thousand of each other.

For Meng Kaiqiang, he seems to have won the battle of trapped animals.

Suddenly, he turned and walked up the hill.

The rest of them seemed to know what Meng Kaiqiang wanted to do at this time. They all stood quietly and watched Meng Kaiqiang go step by step.

The four thousand people did not even launch a charge at this time. In fact, they were all very curious about what Meng Kaiqiang wanted to do at this time.

Finally, Meng Kaiqiang went to the top of the mountain.

He reached out, picked up the flag that had fallen to the ground and shook it.

The bright red flag flutters with the wind.

Everyone's eyes fell on the flag with three words of silent camp.

Finally, Meng Kaiqiang fell down, his knees, are kneeling on the ground, two hands holding the flag, hard hit into the soil, standing on the top of the mountain.

He looked at the direction of Yang Cheng, dry lips permeated with blood.

Then, with a smile, close your eyes

"Silent camp!"

"Invincible in battle!"

The rest of the silent soldiers roared and killed the four thousand again.

A long gun passed through their bodies.

It's finally down.

The soldiers in the imperial city were also relieved.

One of the generals, looking younger, didn't have much ability, but he had a good father. He jumped off his horse. He had been hiding behind all the time in the war before.

He was relieved to see that the crisis was completely relieved.

He held out his hand and pointed to the top of the mountain. He was so angry that he said, "go and pull down the flag!"

Four thousand soldiers, still.

"Can't you hear me?"

Still no one talks to him.

He had no choice but to walk towards the hillside alone.

When he got to the top of the mountain, he was out of breath.

He kicked away Meng Kaiqiang's body with one foot, and then held the flagpole with two hands. With great effort, he still didn't pull the flag out of the soil.

"Somebody, help!"

No one paid any attention to him.

After a while of stalemate, the young general's face could not hang up completely, and he also came down.

Those who can pull up the flag from the hill are not willing to go.

Those who are willing to go do not have that ability.

The flag with silent camp was erected on the top of the mountain for a long time.

Looking at the flag, the soldiers in the imperial city were very sad.

Although the last winner is them, after all this battle, those soldiers understand that the battle between the city and the winner is also Wutong.

Silent camp, it's really terrible

The flag of silent camp was not only inserted into the slope, but also into their hearts.

The flag is still flying

At the same time, the battle of yuqiongshan is coming to an end.

In the charge between Xiao Yao and the bronze terracotta warriors, Li xiongshan and others had already rushed out.

For Li xiongshan, it's very good that he can rush out with people, but Xiao Yao's idea is obviously not like this.

At first, his idea was simple. Like Li xiongshan, he felt that as long as he and others could rush out, they would finish the task. But after he killed two quintuple masters in succession, he suddenly felt that it was not very cost-effective to leave like this.

Therefore, Xiao Yao suddenly felt that he could kill all these people.

If Xiao Yao had put forward such an idea before that, he would have been opposed by Li xiongshan. In his opinion, it would be very good to escape from yuqiongshan.

But now it's different. The eyes of all the people in the blood bank are red. In their opinion, even if they really kill all these people, it's no big deal.

So they followed Xiao Yao to charge again.

The last quintuple master, in the face of Xiao Yao, a quintuple master, could not get any advantage, and even was beaten. At this time, the quintuple master understood how his two colleagues died.

Is this guy still human?

Why is he so strong?

If at the beginning, he was very dissatisfied with Xiao Yao's ranking of the top ten experts and full of doubts, now he is completely convinced.

Fortunately, Jiang Guofu's troops are all bloody. Even though the scale of victory has turned to Li xiongshan and others, they still don't see any deserters.

When the battle is over, Xiao Yao and Liu Chengfeng see each other again.

Three days later, they also received information from Beilu.

Meng Kaiqiang is dead.

This news immediately caused a heavy blow to Xiao Yao. There was a murderous air in his eyes.

"How could that be? It's just a small matter, isn't it? Why does Meng Kaiqiang still die? " Xiao Yao looks really angry, even trembling. Liu Chengfeng said bitterly: "in the vicinity of the north gate, there are ambushes. This is an invitation for the emperor to enter the urn." Xiao Yao clenched his fists and leaped his forehead. Liu Chengfeng continued: "brother Xiao, in fact, war will kill people, but in the past, people you don't know will die." Liu Chengfeng's words made Xiao Yao calm down completely“ Shall we write back, brother“ Back Xiao Yao said. Liu Chengfeng picked up the paper and pen, raised his head and looked at Xiao Yao, waiting for Xiao Yao to continue“ The northern foot of the monument two hundred thousand, I and Wu Wutong are all named.