Everyone exerted all their strength and began to rush forward frantically.
Their charge was incredibly brutal, like a torrent of steel; if their spears couldn't pierce their opponents, they would simply push them backward.
The axe and hammer kept pounding on the opponent's iron armor.
The street wasn't narrow, but it was already packed with people from both sides.
Screams, sounds of killing, and frenzied shouts...
It seemed to engulf the entire world.
All the soldiers in front of him had died in battle. Luo Xicheng's eyes were bloodshot. He held a shield in his left hand and a heavy axe in his right. A straight pen knife was at his waist. He wore a tiger helmet and his face was protected by an iron mask.
Now, he doesn't have many people left to command.
He rushed forward, raised the shield in his left hand to block a Xia soldier's hammer that came down, and swung the axe horizontally.
With a clang, the blow deformed the armor around the Xia soldier's waist, causing him to stagger and break his vertebrae. He immediately collapsed to the ground, screaming in pain and despair.
The soldiers behind immediately rushed over and surrounded their leader.
Chen Zhaojun stared blankly at the battlefield below from the city wall. The Shenwu Army had advanced another hundred meters or so, a distance that exceeded the effective range of muskets, meaning that he could no longer help.
This was the first time he had ever witnessed a real battle on a battlefield.
This first sight deeply shocked him and remained etched in his mind for the rest of his life.
Half an hour later, Yue Fei ordered all soldiers of the First Army to launch an attack!
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