The opposite of those with helmet cherry blossoms and those without helmet cherry blossoms, no matter whether the opposite side is a former robe, or a father and son brother, they must not hesitate to kill him. In war, the life of a soldier no longer belongs to himself, but to the head of the family, the general, and to a country.

The two sides were entangled and fighting in this narrow battlefield, one hour passed, two hours passed, the wargroup became thinner and thinner, and there were more and more corpses lying on the battlefield.

On the battlefield, both sides were exhausted, and even more exhausted were Zhao Yong's men.

The family armed forces of Gongzijie in the other courtyard are also attacking again and again to block their defenses. The mass army lines that held them back were already in jeopardy.

Zhao Yong jumped to his feet: "It's over, it's over, the veterans of our main battlefield are tired, and they won't last long." This battle, we lost. As he said, Gongzijie's armament began to slowly gain the upper hand, and began to oppress Feiyi's team, so that Feiyi's team and the team protecting behind him merged. Feiyi, there has been an unfavorable situation of suffering from the enemy in the abdomen and back.

Zhao Yongfeiyi lost.

"I haven't lost yet." A flat voice sounded in Zhao Yong's ears,

turned his head to look, but saw that Zhao Xingzheng was tying a sword with a strip of cloth to his hand, and tied his robe into a bearded robe. The three hundred monarchs also followed the example of the head of the family and tied their war skirts into Hu clothes.

Zhao Xing ordered, "Zhao Hu drives, Zhao Wuji's car is left, Zhao Liang, the car is right, let's fight." ”

Zhao Wujian asked anxiously: "However, we don't have a chariot. ”

Zhao Xing pulled Zhao Yong off his car and threw him on the ground, and then jumped on it neatly.

The coachman was shocked: "Without a car, how can the prince get out of the battlefield?" (Escape)"

Zhao Xing kicked the angry coachman down: "Defeated, is it necessary for him to go back?" Do you want to go back and die? If you go back and die after being humiliated, it is better to die here in a dignified battle. ”

Zhao Yong got up: "The teacher is right, this battle has failed, I will never accept a humiliating death." As he spoke, he climbed into the car: "I will advance and retreat with the teacher." ”

Zhao Xing kicked again: "Get out of the way." Then suddenly my heart was full of warmth and reluctance, anyway, this is the first person I saw when I came to this world.

It's as if anything that a chick sees at first glance that moves is recognized as its mother.

After two months of hardship and suffering, although I thought about him differently, I still formed a deep brotherhood. This time, I went to reverse this war, but in fact, it was a gamble. If you win the bet, I have the world, and if you lose the bet, you may lose your life.

Seeing the little guy who was kicked on the ground by himself and crawling, he got out of the car again, couldn't help but hold him tightly in his arms, put his mouth on his ear and said: "What I said just now is to boost morale, don't take it seriously." Wait a minute, when you see that things are not good, you will be the first to run away. Give up the iron blood of the Zhao people, give up the pride of the nobles, and then find a family of seven aunts and eight aunts to hide, and live peacefully until seventy or eighty. ”

Zhao Yong didn't expect that his senior brother would have such a tender side, and he couldn't help yelling firmly: "I fight with my senior brother, I am Zhao, and I will never be a coward." ”

Zhao Xing laughed heroically, then went up and tore off the flag on the car and threw it to him: "Stand here, give my brother a flag and shout." Look at the teacher, brother, I will give you a victory, watch the teacher give you a country, and watch the teacher give you the position of the Son of Heaven who is the co-master of the world. Then the sword pointed straight at the battlefield: "Three hundred monarchs, no victory, no return, kill-"

Zhao Hu roared, shook the reins and rushed out of the woods and down the hillside. The three hundred monarchs rushed out of the woods, rushed down the hillside, and rushed to the battlefield with their blood boiling with enthusiasm.

Both sides are exhausted, but the battle is still raging without the blood of a Zhao person, and the other is supported by the concept that they will never return if they are not victorious, and the battle is still going on tragically.

Half of the 20,000 people have fallen, and the 300 family forces led by Zhao Xing rushed to this battlefield where there are still tens of thousands of people, and there is still no possibility of changing the outcome of this battle.

But when Zhao Xing was watching and studying, he had already set his eyes on a white-haired and white-bearded veteran in Gongzijie's team. This veteran is in command and calm, and under his command, the operation of Gongzijie's family armed forces is as smooth as flowing water.

This is the key to the victory or defeat of this war, and Zhao Xing decided to abandon the excellent virtue of cherishing the old and pity the poor and kill him directly.

"Shoot the man first and shoot the horse first, capture the thief and capture the king first, follow me, kill the white-bearded old man, rush."

Zhao Hu immediately comprehended this easy-to-understand language, shook the reins, adjusted the direction of the horse, and this chariot rumbled into the battle formation and rushed towards the enemy general.

Zhao Wujian on the left hooked down one enemy after another with Changge, and the bow and arrow in Zhao Liang's hand on the right shot out like a cannon.

According to the current rules of war, Zhao Xing's approach is definitely not a gentleman and does not pay attention to the rules. But according to the rules of war that are slowly forming now, in order to win the war, all the gentlemen and rules are discarded. Whatever means are used to achieve the final victory in the war, this is the goal.

At this life-and-death time, the other party did not expect that there would be such a sudden new force that would be obliquely inserted into the battlefield.

Zhao Xing, who did not pay attention to the rules, and his three hundred soldiers of Junqiu, were in the soft underbelly of the enemy's flank, like a hot knife cutting into butter, and smashed into the enemy's formation. Before Zhao Xing's sword was stained with blood, he rushed in front of the white-bearded old man. Just as the white-bearded old man was stunned, he swung his sword—but alas, the sword was too short for him to reach.

You snatched Zhao Wuji's Changge and swung it out, and the sharp Changge hooked off the head of this white-bearded old man.

Clean and neat.

At the moment when this person's head did not hit the ground, Zhao Xing let out a tiger roar, jumped on the opponent's chariot, grabbed the hair that was about to land, raised it high, and roared hoarsely: "The rebellion is killed, the rest are innocent, surrender and don't kill." ”

The battlefield immediately froze. Whether it was an enemy or his own people, tens of thousands of pairs of eyes looked at Zhao Xing, who was carrying a human head like a god. Zhao Xing looked at the hill from afar under the watchful eye. Zhao Yong was hoarsely jumping up and down to shake the big flag there, cheering for himself.

When he saw Zhao Xing raise the pale head, Zhao Yong sat down on the ground and couldn't help but cry.

The head of the family, the old man died in battle, the battle was over, there was no point in continuing fratricide, and batch after batch of Gongzijie's family armed forces fell to their knees and surrendered.

Zhao Yong pounced, but paused halfway, and asked Ai Ai: "Senior brother, you won't kick me again." ”

The strength in Zhao Xing's body has been exhausted, and he can't even move a finger now. collapsed in the car and said to Zhao Yong: "What are you still doing there, help me, I want to appreciate this glorious victory of Xiangbang." Yes, a victory for each other. ”