133 Men's Medal I

Yue Fei, who was hated to the teeth by Zhao Da Hammer, how could he only have an iron gun?

Yue Fei smiled slightly, took out a small iron box from his backpack, put it on the ground, and pressed it somewhere, it became an unfolded piece of iron with a handle.

Then he took advantage of the situation and pulled it from his arm, and a cold and shining sharp cone was held in his hand.

Looking at the stunned Yang Zaixing, Yue Fei explained: "This is the melee weapon that Hou Ye equipped for special forces. That one is a folding shield, and this one is a triangular pyramid. ”

The system is produced and must be a high-quality product.

Yang Zaixing, a turtle, also knows that those things are good things, just look at the material!

He smacked his mouth: "I suspect now that you have relatives with Hou Ye, or extraordinary relatives." Otherwise, how can all the good things be given to you? ”

"Hahaha, Brother Yang laughed. Yue is just a child of a peasant family, how dare he climb the Hou Ye? Come on, let's go on. ”

Brothers work together, and their profits are broken.

With the coordinated operation of the two, it is like entering a no-man's land, and it is like a tiger entering a flock. Yang Zaixing attacked from afar, Yue Fei blocked the assassination at close range, and there was no more Sanhe enemy encountered.

Yue Fei, who had recovered the iron spear, collected the shield and triangular pyramid, and walked side by side with Yang Zaixing. The two guns, like two pear blossoms blooming side by side, danced like a cluster of flowers.

The ancients had a cloud that men were all exhausted, and then exhausted.

Jin Ren suffered a series of blows, and was already on the verge of collapse, and was pressed by the two straws of Yue Fei and Yang Zaixing, and he completely lost the courage to fight again.

Dozens of remnants of the army were defeated, withdrew from the "isolation zone" demarcated by the Song people, and did not move.

Enter, is a death; Retreat, if you don't hear the order to retreat, it's also a death. Let's be on the verge of death here, and let's not be so crazy about temptation!

Anyway, as long as you put on an offensive posture, you can have a statement.

The Song people are really good people who keep their promises!

Obviously, he was about to stab him with a knife, but as soon as he saw the boundary, he politely took it back. I didn't forget to help him, and asked with concern: "Are you okay?" ”

The frightened Jin Bing hurriedly replied: "It's okay, it's okay, thank you!" ”

This inexplicable battle, made like this, how can it be fought?

Wanyan Zongpan sighed: "Retreat!" ”

After Yan Zonggan started the performance again: "Your Majesty, the matter has come to this point, when you take down the Song people in one go to raise the prestige of our country." Wouldn't it be a shame to give up halfway? ”

"How do you want to take them?"

"The Ministers Are Willing to Lead the Troops......"

After seeing Yan Zongpan's mocking eyes, knowing that he had a few catties and a few taels, Yan Zonggan changed his words in time: "We can use hundreds of artillery salvos, and we will definitely let them ......."

"Bastard!"

Wanyan Zongpan was furious: "We are friends with the Song Kingdom, how can we do this?" Today's misunderstanding is because you and others don't know how to advise in time, and you dare to talk nonsense here? Don't get back now! ”

Wanyan Zonggan quietly pursed his lips and said, you still have this pot on your back!

Who said it at the time, how can you be so daring to dissuade yourself, but now it's good, thinking about finding someone to take the blame? Really, cut!

Wanyan Zongpan also knew that he was a little shameless, and asked in a low voice, "Will artillery be useful?" ”

Wanyan Zonggan, who acted so much that he almost believed it, woke up.

That's right! Even if the artillery fired in unison and killed this group of Song soldiers, what was the point?

As long as you can't kill that demon, people can get revenge in minutes. If the Song people really fall to Zong Jun's side completely, it won't do me any good!

Three-sided agent, it's not easy to be!

Finally, the gongs of the retreating troops on both sides sounded at the same time, and they quickly disengaged from contact.

Calm quickly returned to the streets, and nothing seemed to have happened except for the craters, blood stains and certain stumps.

On the side of Dongcheng, Wanyan Zongjun, who was watching the battle, also had the same expression as his cousin, lonely and helpless.

Song people, when did they become so powerful?

Doesn't it mean that their tactics are backward, their combat effectiveness is low, and their will to fight is extremely poor?

Who gave this fake news?

These Song people may be stained with well-equipped light, but how can there be the slightest cowardice in them?

Wanyan Zongjun had every reason to believe that their firearms had not been used up at all. As long as they are willing, they can completely rely on firearms to kill the Western army without leaving a single piece of armor, and there is no need for hand-to-hand combat at all.

Looking at the second brother Wanyan Zongwang, who had a strong fighting spirit, Wanyan Zongjun persuaded: "Second brother, let's stop here today, we can't let our children go to death!" ”

Wanyan Zongwang, who is brave and good at fighting, is still a little unwilling: "Zongpan was defeated, but the Song army is also tired of veterans, and the younger brother is willing to lead the troops to rush once, which is just right to raise the prestige of our army." ”

"Forget it, who knows what else they haven't used. Let's see, let's see what that imperial uncle wants to do. ”

What is Zhao Dazhui doing? Swearing.

"Do you lack the heart and eyes, do you have a good firearm and don't use it, and fight with others with a big blade?"

Looking at the dozen or so dead and injured men who were carried back, Zhao Dazhui's distressed tears fell.

These are all good sons, these are all living men!

Outside, they are fierce warriors who are not afraid to die. At home, they are still sons, fathers, and brothers, and they died in vain, how can Lao Tzu explain to their families?

Okay, Uncle Xinhuang will have eternal life, and he will die in vain, and their family will scold my eight ancestors!

Yang Zaixing's eyes were glaring: "Who dares?" How can there be no immortal in war, and who will complain? ”

Zhang Xian also persuaded: "Master Hou really doesn't need to be sad, you ask these brothers, who cares about multiple scars or even few things on their bodies?" ”

"Nonsense!" Yang Zaixing glared again, "Why don't you chop that thing in your crotch and go into the palace?" ”

"Your uncle!" Zhang Xiancai was not afraid of Yang Zaixing, the second goods, and sneered at each other, "There are acquaintances in the Hou Ye's Palace, so I can give priority to arranging for you to go!" ”

Yue Fei also glared: "I can't see that I am treating my injuries, no matter how much I dare to make noise, I will be engaged in military law!" ”

When it came to healing, everyone was silent.

No matter how brave you are, if you cut it to your body, it hurts!

Those who are already out of gas, Zhao Dazhui is not the Lord of Yama, and there is no way to bring them back to life, but those who have been poked with a few holes in their bodies, the military doctor knows what kind of treatment is sprinkled with medicinal powder on them?

The little bit of medicinal powder you sprinkled was washed away by the bubbling blood, and I don't know if there is a wound inside, whether it needs to be stitched up?

The last time, you also got some bandages to wrap around?

"What did you say, Master Hou?"

The quack doctor looked confused, ignorant of Hou Ye's profound medical knowledge, and pointed to the wound that was no longer bleeding much and said, "Look, the medicine is working now......

"Get out of the way!"

Where is the drug working, this is obviously the blood is running out, and people are going to burp!

Is it difficult to say with a face that it is the use of medicine?

What's even more infuriating is that a circle of ignorant people actually nodded in agreement, praising the military doctor's medical skills. There is also a second cargo pointing to a certain place in himself, introducing the success story of this military doctor.

"Which of you can sew clothes?"

Zhao Da Hammer, who took out the stitching bag that he bought urgently and prepared to do it himself, thought about it and gave up again.

We can't even hold a needle and thread, and we sew people, uh, we really can't do it!

When the forest is big, there are all kinds of birds, and it is not difficult to find men who can do needlework. As soon as it was said that they would be talented, several people raised their hands.

Zhao Dazhui picked out a guy who didn't look so two, and handed over the sewing bag: "It's like sewing clothes, sew up the wound for him." ”

The guy opened it and said, "Ah, why is this needle bent?" ”

"Where do you get so much nonsense, hurry up and get to work! I still have to give him a blood transfusion! ”

Zhao Dazhui took out another blood vessel, ready to find someone who is healthy and has the right blood type. Oh, I almost forgot, I still have that box of reagents, blood type tests or something, but I can't either?

"You don't need to test it, it's just for you."

The young lady of the system spoke, very intimate, and immediately found the culprit, uh no, it's for the dead ghost.

"I'm still a kid!"

"You are a person who has passed through the time and space tunnel, and your blood is mutated, and you can live and die human flesh and bones......

"You just say that I am Tang Seng, and if I eat it, will it be over if I can live forever?"

Zhao Dazhui gritted his teeth, stretched out his hand, poof, inserted a needle into his veins, pinched the other end and shouted: "Hurry up, roll up his sleeves for him." Hey, it's been a long time since I've taken a shower. Grab his arm, I'm going to pretend, ahh ”