Chapter Fifty-Seven: You Sing and I'll Appear
Mountains of corpses, a sea of blood, and stumps everywhere, the entire Eastern Military Camp has become a hell on earth.
The new army armor was killed by the Great Banner Army and lost his armor. Having been completely defeated on the front, they kept retreating. And among them, many of them cried for their fathers and mothers, threw down their weapons and turned around and ran. But where can they flee to when they are blocked in the barracks by the Song army? After running out a few steps, he was chased by the Song army armor from behind, and was immediately slashed to the ground with a knife.
One by one, the new army armor soldiers fell, and before they died, their eyes were full of resentment and unwillingness.
Under the Tianwei Pass, they were once locked out of the gate by Che Tian, and now, they are abandoned by the Song State.
They don't understand why they have to die.
Countless people were puzzled, and died under the steel knife of the Song army. As the commander of this new army, Lu Bo, who has always been guarding the entrance of the camp, has no one left around him.
At this time, Lu Bo had already become the last of the crossbows. Although Zhang Heng was seriously injured by him before, he was still able to provide true qi blessings to his comrades. In this way, how could Lu Bo, who was also not lightly injured, be the opponent of Wang Bao, whose strength was infinitely close to entering the high realm?
Lu Bo had almost turned into a bloody man, and he had more than a dozen scars on his body. Among the more serious cases, in addition to the hole in the chest that Wang Bao had stabbed out, the abdomen was also pierced by Wang Bao with an iron spear, and the blood was constantly seeping outward.
Due to the excessive blood loss, Lu Bo's vision gradually blurred, and his body became more and more unstable.
"Plop!"
After raising the knife to block Wang Bao's blow with difficulty, Lu Bo stumbled and immediately fell directly to the ground.
He propped himself on the ground with one hand and tried to stand up, but he only lifted half of his body when he felt dizzy in his head.
The strength of the energy was lost from his body little by little with the blood, and at this moment, Lu Bo couldn't even get up easily.
After several fruitless attempts, Luber stopped struggling. He sighed, and then lay down on the ground as if resigned.
Seeing Wang Baojing walking towards him, Lu Bo asked, "Can you tell me why this is?" ”
Neither Zhao Qingxuan nor Guo Yu had any reason to order their extermination at such a time. After all, there is no benefit to Da Song in doing so.
"Revenge."
Wang Bao lifted the iron spear, "You and I are indeed innocent, but in order to take revenge, I can only do this, I'm sorry." ”
With that, the iron spear in his hand stabbed straight into Luber's throat.
Looking at the tip of the spear that was getting closer and closer, Lu Bo's eyes were in a trance for a while.
He was calm.
After all, he should have died when he was in Tianwei Pass. Living to this point is considered earned.
Just as Lu Bo was calmly waiting for death, a dark shadow suddenly shot from afar.
Wang Bao's eyes froze, and the iron spear that had been stabbing at Lu Bo suddenly changed direction, and he held the barrel of the gun with both hands and swung it straight towards the flying thing.
"Bell!"
In Wang Bao's shocked eyes, his whole person was directly shocked back more than ten steps.
Looking at the spear that had repelled Wang Bao and finally inserted into the ground, a hint of surprise flashed across Lu Bo's face.
This spear is just an ordinary spear, but the strength it contains is not ordinary at all.
Full of blood, murderous intent. When others saw it, they couldn't help but wonder how many people had been killed by the person who threw this spear.
Luber struggled to get up from the ground, and he looked up into the distance.
In the field of vision, a cavalry army was speeding up. The middle-aged general who rushed to the front, wearing dark red armor, rode a black horse. Behind him, the blood-colored red cloak fluttered.
The middle-aged general's hand was empty, and it was clear that the spear had been thrown by him.
Luber knew him and fought him several times.
Although the distance was still far away and he couldn't see clearly for a while, Lu Bo would not admit his mistake.
After all, in that city, this man was like a god descending from heaven, and he was a man who stopped countless soldiers with his own strength.
How could Lu Bo not remember such a killing god.
Luber was a little surprised.
He couldn't understand why this man had suddenly appeared here.
Not only him, but all the Great Song soldiers in the Eastern Military Camp, including Zhang Heng and Wang Bao, looked at the dark red figure and were full of doubts.
The cavalry rushed into the camp, and the leader shouted at the soldiers in the camp: "Shi Yi, the general of the Great Song Zhennan, is here!" ”
Behind him, in addition to the hundreds of murderous red cavalry soldiers who followed him, there were more than 10,000 armor soldiers who were heading towards this eastern military camp.
Shi Yi rode his horse to Lu Bo's side and pulled out the spear that was stuck in the ground.
"On the order of Pang Xiang, come to quell the chaos. Quickly put down the weapon, and if there is any disobedience, it will be regarded as rebellion. ”
Shi Yi turned his head to look at the silent Zhang Heng and Wang Bao, and said in a deep voice: "How can the swords and guns of my Great Song Jiashi be pointed at their own people. ”
……
"Bell!"
As the two long swords intersected, the silver arc suddenly collapsed. Immediately after, a figure flew out upside down.
The thin man who was gasping slightly, looking at the white-robed man in front of him who vomited blood and flew back, and could barely hold a sword, his heart became more and more surprised.
In this situation where he was seriously injured and his strength was greatly damaged, Guo Yu was still able to take his thirty swords without dying.
Although he looked wobbly, vomiting blood while fighting, he looked like he could fall down at any moment. But no matter how hard he shook and how much blood he vomited, he couldn't take him down.
From the initial contempt, to the later seriousness, and then to the current prudence, the man's mentality can be said to have changed again and again.
Guo Yu's sword moves are too weird, although the power is not very great, but it can always cancel out most of his strength.
If he continues to consume like this, even if he fights for one night, he may not be able to kill the other party, unless Guo Yu dies because he vomits too much blood.
If you want to kill Guo Yu, you must break his sword moves.
Hit it all out!
A glint flashed in the man's eyes, and he mobilized the true qi of his whole body regardless of consumption, pouring it into his long sword.
A cold momentum emanated from him, and the man didn't say much, and directly waved the long sword in his hand at Guo Yu who was not far ahead.
The sword light turned into a long rainbow and flew straight towards Guo Yu. Despite the distance, Guo Yu felt a chill directly sweep through his body.
It's not the temperature, it's the coldness from the heart.
Guo Yu understood that this was a manifestation of the way the man walked.
"Speaking of which, I still haven't figured out what my Tao is..."
He muttered, then sat down cross-legged.
Seeing Guo Yu like this, although the man was a little puzzled, the movements in his hands did not pause at all.
Before coming, the young master told him that this Guo Yu is cunning and has a high ability, so he must not be careless. Yes, although Guo Yu looked like he had given up, he still didn't dare to relax.
Did Guo Yu give up?
Indeed, he gave up.
From the moment the man made a move, Guo Yu knew that with his current state, it was impossible to block this sword.
The meridians in his body were extremely damaged, and every time he was lucky, his body seemed to crack. Although he was fifty percent strong before, he barely fought with the man with a hundred battles, but after a fight, the injuries in his body were undoubtedly aggravated.
Guo Yu at this moment, even if he doesn't say that the oil is exhausted, it is not much worse.
In this way, how can he receive the blow of the master of the situation.
Feeling the man's majestic sword, Guo Yu, who was sitting on the ground, smiled lightly.
He gave up, but all he gave up was to take the man's sword.
He didn't really want to die here.
"Bang!"
The man's sword arrived, and Guo Yu's back also suddenly lit up with a dazzling cold light.
Ambilight, that is the bright sword light from the long knife Taiping.
The sword momentum and the sword qi slammed together.
There is no overflow, and there is no air wave. After that cold sword qi came into contact with the sword momentum, it only began to collapse inch by inch.
Shocked, the man's eyes widened.
The knife slammed into his body, causing his body to fly straight up.
The moment he was hit, he looked at the honest man who appeared behind Guo Yu at some point, and his heart was full of puzzlement.
Before he could think about it, the man's whole body had already smashed into the ruins behind him.
Guo Yu stood up from the ground, patted the dust on his body lightly, and then said with a smile:
"You are crazy, you are crazy, and the dog is strong."