No matter how many hardships and despair he faced, Jiang Song never shed tears. At this moment, tears are rolling down like a river bursting its banks. I felt a tingling pain in my heart.

A gust of wind blew. The wolf smoke was blown much weaker. The battlefield scene of fierce fighting can also be seen clearly.

Visible to the eye. A mountain of corpses and a sea of blood. A stump and a severed arm.

The number of Hedong cavalry decreased considerably. Obviously, when the soldiers of the Qi army risked their lives, the combat effectiveness of the explosion. It still caused the Hedong cavalry to suffer a big loss. The cavalry could not charge during the melee between the two sides. War horses have lost the meaning of warfare. The Hedong cavalry dismounted. Fight with the soldiers of the Qi army.

However, the war was still unfavorable. The Hedong soldiers have broken through the Chinese army and reached Jiang Song's position. Jiang Song was a few feet ahead of him. Five hundred soldiers had become his last barrier.

Yang Zhi led the soldiers to do the final fight to the death. A spear pierced through the air. Suddenly penetrated Yang Zhi's waist ribs. Yang Zhi's thin body trembled violently. Gritted his teeth and turned his head to backhand. Split the neck of the Hedong soldier who plotted against him. The blade is embedded in the neck half. He Dongbing opened his mouth. But he didn't even scream.

Yang Zhi stared at his blood-red eyes. The Hedong soldiers, who were staring at the despair, said word by word: "You killed me. I'll kill you too. Remember my name. My name is Yang Zhi."

After saying that, the two of them fell stiffly to the ground in this posture of mutual destruction. The posture of falling to the ground still exudes the stubbornness of a young man.

Jiang Song's lower lip bit out blood. But the knife in his hand became tighter and tighter. A Hedong soldier broke through the barrier and killed Jiang Song. Jiang Song's long knife stabbed forward. Just like the actions of the uprising. Jerky but resolute. The blade pierced deep into the heart of the Hedong soldiers.

"Kill yourself. Right now."

"Killing oneself to become a benevolent person".The highest goal pursued by Confucian scholars throughout their lives. In this era of Confucianism as orthodoxy. The king died. Confucianism dies righteously. It's all a matter of course.

Jiang Song didn't expect it. I, a rough man who can't even recognize the Four Books and the Five Classics, actually has a day of killing.

His eyes were blood-red. Jiang Song's robe was tattered everywhere. The steel knife in his hand was dripping with blood. It flows down the shiny blade to the ground.

Mountains of corpses in a sea of blood. Jiang Song's knife tip fell to the ground. Supporting a tired body. Gasping for breath.

Dozens of henchmen died around the death. Wounded wounds. The Chinese army has been broken through. Only more than 1,000 soldiers remained.

Battlefield fighting. Jiang Song is no longer good. The strength and skill of fighting are also far inferior to those of ordinary sergeants. Being able to survive until now depends on the desperate and thoughtful work of the guards around him. Often slashed away with a knife that cares about the head and tail. The henchmen just helped him to fight back from the Hedong Army. Several other henchmen stabbed them with a stab. Attack. Defending and counter-attacking are seamless. Dozens of people combined into a rather strange combo formation. For a time, it also made the Hedong army helpless.

Helpless only temporarily. A small victory can't save a big defeat. Battle Array Fighting Aspect. The Hedong Army was far more sophisticated than the Qi Army. Thousands of people quickly split into a dozen squads. Divide the remnants of the Qi army into a dozen small pieces and surround them. Annihilation on their own.

As for Jiang Song. It is the key care object of the Hedong Army. Several times Qin Kan showed flaws. You could have cut off his head with a single sword. The blade had touched the skin of Jiang Song's neck. and quickly retracted the force like an electric shock.

How many dead and injured Jiang Song has no care about the number of casualties around. All he knew was that he was running out of strength. He still had the last shred of strength. This little bit of strength is used to wipe his neck.

The arm wielding the knife gradually became numb. The air in the chest seems to be getting less and less. No matter how hard you open your mouth and try to breathe, it's not enough. I can't hear the screams of my subordinates. I don't know how many of those familiar faces are alive. Several people died. The only thing Jiang Song can do is keep going. Numb swinging knife slash. Ignoring the various flaws exposed in the body after each split. He knew that these flaws would help him stop them.

"General. Your subordinates will help you cut a bloody path. You run first. Please."

I don't know when. The bloodied general killed Jiang Song's side. and Jiang Song gasped back to back.

Take advantage of the gap in the confrontation. Jiang Song breathed heavily. He didn't bother to respond to the general's words.

"General. That's enough. You are a soldier. To do this for Daqi. Enough is enough. Run. Jump off the Bianhe River and cross the past. My subordinates will find a few brothers who are in the water and hold you in the water......"

Jiang Song gasped tiredly: "I...... If you really want to live. It's long gone. Why wait until now. A certain pair of Daqi. I am dead to His Majesty. What are you doing alive?"

The general cried: "General. I know what you mean. But. Why do you put your life on the line? Can you compare to us warriors?"

"Generals and soldiers. It's all a life. It makes no difference. It doesn't matter if you live in the wind or not. The important thing is ...... Don't lose the dignity of our rebel army. It's worth the life."

on the battlefield. There are fewer and fewer Qi soldiers standing. More than 1,000 soldiers tightened their defenses. Automatically and consciously moved closer to Jiang Song. And with Jiang Song as the center. Do your best to form a circle that is not uniform. Tightly surround Jiang Song in the middle.

The end of the strong crossbow cannot be pierced through the oar. Jiang Song is clear. All the soldiers are exhausted. The general trend is gone.

Thousands of Hedong soldiers surrounded this group of recalcitrant Qi soldiers. A Hedong general's popularity was ruined, and he shouted a few words. Followed by. A low bull's horn sounds. The surrounding Hedong soldiers showed their hideous faces.

Jiang Song smiled miserably. He knows. The Hedong army on the opposite side didn't plan to capture him alive. The casualties paid for this are too great. The Hedong Army could not afford it either.

The moment the horn suddenly stopped. Countless Hedong soldiers began to rush and kill with all their might. The circle formed by the soldiers of the Qi army was as fragile as a blank sheet of paper. Break with a rush.

"Fight with Hedong."

Qi army soldiers. I don't know who shouted. The remnants of the soldiers roared and swung their swords forward.

At this moment. Everybody has no intention of living. The only thing in my head is desperate thoughts. Including Jiang Song.

One by one, the henchmen fell. Jiang Song's defenses are getting weaker and weaker. I can't remember if I was injured or not in the scuffle. He even secretly begged for a knife in his neck to come sooner. So that I can be relieved a moment earlier.

He. It's so tiring.

Finally. A Hedong soldier broke through the last line of defense of the Qi army. A spear stabbed mercilessly into Jiang Song's chest.

Jiang Song didn't even have the strength to block at the last moment. I watched as the tip of the spear got closer and closer to my chest. Jiang Song suddenly threw the bladed knife in his hand. I tilted my head and closed my eyes. A relaxed smile as if everything had nothing to do with him.