Friday, July 29, 2011

and the other holding a ritual

Wan foot volley, the roar of thunder, Han Shasheng filled the entire atmosphere of the brutality of war, three groups of 2,000 people by the composition of the pioneers in the military ranks, organized sprint toward the hill to the enemy. Knights of the preceding row are holding a long shield, the other hand a gun to stop to pick the enemy arrows, the bow miss the rear of the soldiers, ready to shoot at enemy positions within the front cover of his comrades to break into the enemy positions. Yanggong Qing, Xu Ziling four thousand troops, followed in the rear, slowly forward, holding storm forward sharp ride. Of 16 drums, knock rumble, even more actively into the Wang Junwei potential. Xu Ziling secretly watch, Yang Gongqing command was issued, with the standard-bearer after him will continue to play a different colored flag means, and an ambush on both sides of the wing under the banner of the appropriate team that is, short and art is a mighty force the military, things are changing, by no means rejoice left and left, the right and the right colors, drum and into the Ming Jin retreat that simple. Shasheng abruptly in front of the skies, arrows Chi Chi, until the long-standing battle, and finally to the short transfer time soldiers. Hoofs sounded the same time the two sides, flank armies from the forest to kill Ben out, something both sides of the slope from the red points to the enemy positions. Final battle in full swing. ※ ※ ※ Kouzhong, Di Jiao, Xuan Yong, Tu-tert-side down with the big lead Dirang left about two hundred twenty-five army, are Lema Wagang Army camp in a jungle after, the breathless panic in the enemy looked Chi Dong Benxi camp, or riding horses landed, ran up the hills or on foot, people shouting masi, like doom. Everyone bow in one hand, and the other holding a ritual wearing a kerosene soaked cloth flammable arrows, sneak behind enemy lines to wait for the best time. Xuan Yong whispered: stream side of the grain are more than thirty tent camp, let's burn food business, then Accept the other. Di Jiao Chen Sheng: Li Mi is mine, I want to smell his own hands cut off head. Kouzhong Anjiao Unfortunately, if Wang Bodang accompanied, put his head are his. If not Wangbo Dang, Susu it probably will not give up on themselves just to find someone to marry.

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