Xie Ming

On April 4th, the sky was bright, but then covered with thick clouds, and the sun was barely visible.

It came and left at half past seven (around 8 am).

The rebel army was blocked at the narrow pass east of Anqing, and Hu Chen and He Zhou fought to the death to stop them.

Wushan's two wings were at their peak, with Chen Jiulang and Lan Qi also working together with all their might.

In the enemy's front large warship, the rebel leaders Hao Xiaozhong, Jin Shenghuan and others were blocked from the front and intercepted from the back. Their life and death were unknown and they were in a desperate situation.

At this moment, the central army Wang Deren came. This guy is a good-for-nothing and can do more harm than good.

Not only was it a wrong move, in which he sent ships to block the retreat route of the front army, but he was also anxious to attack Anqing. He took command himself, hastily led his soldiers to abandon the ships and go ashore, then fled north by land, directly surrounded Anqing and conquered the city, thus making up for the mistake of the previous defeat.

However, he did not expect that at this moment, at the foot of Yanshan Mountain, the troops of the Xiao and Wang camps had been waiting for a long time.

So when this guy was unaware of the situation and was about to lead the front line to climb the mountain road to the north, a part of Xiao's army took advantage of the situation and rushed out, immediately cutting off the enemy's front retreat route.

Xiao led the forces of the second battalion and fought a bloody battle to the north, eliminating the rebel front line.

As for Wang Chuanwu, he shouldered the heavy burden and relied on his superiority over the gentle slope of the bank to hold on to a narrow lead, preventing the later rebel soldiers from catching up and supporting him.

For a time, on the cliff road on the south bank of Anqing, there was a bloody hand-to-hand fight, with enemies and us fighting each other, and the scene was extremely tragic.

He killed millions of soldiers in the south of the Yangtze River, and the sword on his waist is still bloody!

The old monk did not recognize the hero, so he just kept asking for his name.

General Xiao went forward to meet the enemy, his robe stained with blood, and swept through the army, pointing his sword at Wang Deren.

In less than a quarter of an hour, thousands of enemy soldiers in the front line of Wang's army were frightened, and the situation suddenly turned in favor of Xiao's army.

Wang Zamao saw that the situation was not good and was frightened by the situation. He let the garrison in front of him provide cover and left the several thousand people in the vanguard camp behind. He put his tail between his legs and fled in disgrace, trying to escape in panic, and then he ran away on his own.

At the same time, more and more ships were approaching the shore.

The enemy soldiers and bandits came in large numbers like a tide, abandoning their ships and going ashore.

Chuan Wu was stationed in the gap between the shore and the road, holding on tightly. The enemy was so powerful that it seemed that they could no longer block the gap. A gap was left, allowing the rebels to swarm in.

Just when collapse was imminent!
Old Huang, who was guarding the artillery team in front of Lin Qiankan, was as anxious as an ant on hot pan, fearing that something bad might happen to the general. As a last resort, he ordered the artillery to fire in advance.

Deng Ran, Bang Bang Bang——

A burst of rapid gunfire was fired, and the rebels who were crowded in a corner near the beach were knocked to the ground by this sudden attack.

This is a miserable hell.

The rebel troops, who were already in a state of confusion and disorganization, were now even more agitated and helpless.

During this interval, with the deterrent power of artillery and guns, Chuanwu led his troops to hold the defense line and finally got a chance to take a short break.

The situation has turned around again and the country has regained its footing from the brink of collapse.

but!
Once this action is taken, disaster will come immediately.

As the artillery fire started on this side, the ships anchored in front of the shore were stunned for a moment.

When they were no longer needed, they all became extremely anxious. They had no one to take care of in order to support Wang Deren, the commander of the central army.

Soon, all the martial arts masters were horrified.

Bang bang bang bang bang——

The ships moored on the shore suddenly opened fire with their heavy artillery, regardless of the fighting between the two soldiers.

They sought to counterattack, open a gap to the north as soon as possible, and induce a part of Wang Deren's vanguard to withdraw.

What a miserable life this military commander has.

The old Huang artillery team had just started to exert more force, and the pressure had been reduced in a short period of time, so they wanted to take a breath and let out a sigh of relief.

But before they could even blink, bullets were flying towards them again with a terrifying momentum, heading straight for the shore, and the traditional martial arts team was approaching!
Regardless of friend or foe, firepower will be poured out!

Before Chuanwu could react, he was suddenly covered by artillery fire all around him.

Flying stones and shrapnel, rolling fire and sand.

It was said that a battalion of soldiers of the general were killed in an instant.

And because there is no shelter here, there is no blockage or cover.

Under the pouring fire of the enemy, Chuanwu was riddled with bullets on both sides and behind him. In the panic of life and death, he didn't know where exactly, a lead bullet exploded, iron sheets and flying stones cut across, and a blunt blow hit Chuanwu's armor helmet in many places.

Even though his armor was made of thick black iron, the powerful impact from such a close distance could instantly knock the seven-foot-tall man to the ground.

Chuanwu was caught off guard, his vision went dark, the world was spinning, and he fell into unconsciousness.

The naval guns fired round after round without interruption.

Seeing that all the Chuanwu troops were killed or wounded on the blocking line, they reluctantly stopped firing.

Scorched earth and rotten stones, and billowing smoke.

In front of the artillery team at the edge of the forest, Lao Huang was at the rear and luckily escaped the disaster.

But seeing Chuanwu's body fall down, Old Huang's eyes were red, and he felt more uncomfortable than himself.

"Traditional martial arts——"

"Chuan Wu Wow!"

Without waiting for the enemy's warships' artillery fire to die down, Old Huang became extremely anxious and panicked. He was so focused on his goal that he ignored the danger and rushed forward, staggering towards Chuanwu.

On the way, Old Huang was in tears and almost fell down. He used his hands and feet to crawl to Chuanwu.

You know, he is already old.

After much effort, he turned Wang Chuanwu over in the messy wasteland and held him in his arms.

Looking around, the scorched earth was hard to restore. Countless soldiers, both friend and foe, were killed or injured in the explosions.

Broken limbs and body parts were scattered all over the ground, and the sounds of wailing and screaming were endless.

"Chuanwu?"

"Chuanwu, Chuanwu!"

Old Huang was in great pain, screaming and calling for the general.

If I had known this would happen, I would have regretted following the army here.

Old Huang felt heartbroken and wished he could die instead so he could feel at peace.

This heart-wrenching feeling lasted for a long time before Wang Chuanwu woke up in his arms.

puff--

puff!
For many times, blood gushed out of Chuanwu's mouth and nose, splattering on the armor on his chest.

Only after Xu Yi was choked did he come back to life.

Chuanwu's cheeks were pale and blood foam kept flowing from the corners of his mouth. He gasped for a long time before he finally managed to muster up the strength to stretch his arms and legs and prop up half of his body to sit up straight.

"Pass on, pass on martial arts, pass on martial arts"

Seeing the boy's current condition, Old Huang felt as if he had been pardoned and was happy that he had escaped death.

But on second thought, comparing it to the current tragic situation, his heart suddenly became overly frightened, and his innate obsession drove him crazy.

"Chuan, Chuanwu, my child."

"No, no, no, no, no."

"We, we won't fight anymore."

"No more, no more, nothing, nothing at all."

"Dad, Dad will take you home, back, back"

"go!"

Old Huang's teeth were chattering and he looked dazed.

Xu Yi was so frightened by the tragic scene that he went insane.

He kept mumbling to himself, and at this moment, he seemed completely oblivious to what was being said elsewhere. He just frantically wiped the blood stains from Chuanwu's mouth and nose.

Finally, the old man gritted his teeth and exerted all his strength, dragging the martial artist, both armored and alive, backwards from his waist, and despite the effort, he refused to let go even an inch.

(End of this chapter)