Li Kui, the bearded general of the army, carried a Xuanhua board axe and rode his horse to kill in front.

During the battle of Tianwei Pass, he was ordered to stay in the camp and did not fight against Yang Zhiyong's army that had returned from Shuzhou, because he was noncommittal to those who said how brave the Qi army was.

However, it wasn't until he really went into battle that Li Kui realized that these sergeants really couldn't talk to the same day as what they had encountered in the past.

"Click!"

An axe cut off the Qi pawn in front of him, and Li Kui raised his head and looked around.

The Song army has been fighting with the Qi army, and although it seems to have the upper hand at the moment, the advance speed of the battle line is unusually slow.

This can't help but make Li Kui a little worried.

When the brave wins on the narrow road, the Great Song Jiashi can naturally be called the brave champion of Kyushu, but their number is too small after all.

At present, it is only barely gaining some advantages, and when the second batch of reinforcements from the Qi army arrives, the situation will be reversed.

Thinking of the task given to them by Guo Yu, Li Kui gritted his teeth and shouted angrily: "Chong, Chong, Chong!" ”

With that, Li Kui raised his tomahawk and jumped on his horse. He burst out with the unique power of the Tiger Mighty Realm on his body, and a blood-colored whirlwind blew in the Qi army array, and for a while he seemed to be in a no-man's land.

Led by Li Kui, the morale of the Song army was high, and the offensive became more and more violent.

……

With the addition of the cavalry, the situation of Long Tao and others became more and more difficult.

The charge of the cavalry is difficult for ordinary foot soldiers to resist, and a rabble like them is even more difficult to resist. As soon as the 5,000 men rushed into the crowd, they joined the flock and slaughtered the prisoners of war until they were on their backs.

Lu Ren raised his hand and pulled away a stabbing riding spear, and shouted: "Little Longlong, you are going to die here today, can you first return the few taels of silver that have been owed for many years." ”

"What about this war, can you be fucking serious." Long Tao bent down, the steel knife in his hand slashed at the horse's leg, the war horse screamed, and fell to the ground with the horsemen on his body.

Lu Ren raised his gun and stepped forward, neatly raised his hand to stab the pawn to death, and shouted in his mouth: "Don't perfunctory Lao Tzu here, this looks like you're going to die, you should pay back the money quickly, so that Lao Tzu can die more comfortably." ”

"Then your old man should not be blind." Long Tao's body was crooked, dodging the riding spear from the rider in front of him, and then bent down again and cut off the horse's leg, and Lu Ren behind him immediately followed and killed the rider.

The two have been friends for more than ten years, and they are both the leaders of the first camp, and they cooperate very tacitly. Although it was a little difficult to deal with the cavalry, they also killed many cavalry soldiers this time and again.

However, the remaining dead soldiers of the Sancheng Army and the prisoners of war of the Qi Army were miserable. The cavalry cut through their already chaotic formation, and most of the prisoners of war were scattered except for a few who were still resisting.

The dead soldiers in Sancheng will not escape, and they are already ready to follow Long Tao out this time.

Among them, either they are alone and have no worries, or they are the second son in the family, and their parents are worry-free. The few who have become relatives have also left heirs, so they don't have to worry about their families

Sever.

Except for one person.

……

Xiao Zhao held the gun in one hand and covered his abdomen with the other. But even though he did, blood kept oozing from his fingers.

Two more riding spears were stabbed in front of him, and Xiao Zhao barely dodged one of them, and then was stabbed in the left shoulder by the other one.

Sharp pain came from his shoulder, and the powerful impact from the barrel of the gun sent him backwards.

Xiao Zhao deeply felt his powerlessness, just as he did two years ago.

In the Sancheng Army, Xiao Zhao has a particularly domineering name, which is quite inconsistent with his honest personality. Even though everyone knows his name, they still like to call him Xiao Zhao.

They didn't know that the character of Xiao Zhao in the past was not like this.

His surname is Zhao, and his name is Ritian. His father gave him this name, probably because he wanted him to live a flamboyant and domineering life.

When he became an adult, he was indeed as his father expected, with an arrogant personality, unconvinced, no matter who it was, as long as it was not pleasing to the eye, he would go up and scold him.

Even Guo Yu's father was scolded by this kid.

Of course, people of his status laughed at Xiao Zhao's provocation.

In a place like Sancheng, Xiao Zhao can be considered lucky to survive.

But luck, there is always an end.

On that day, he took his parents out of Sancheng and happened to meet the city lord of Sancheng who had just taken office. They blocked the way into the city, and several of the city lord's officials shouted for them to get out of the way.

He Zhao Ritian is no one else, the sky dares to be the sun, what about you scattered city lords? He won't give way to the other party, and even wants to roll up his sleeves and teach the other party a lesson.

But before he could make a move, the city lord had already ordered with an impatient face: "Kill them all." ”

More than a dozen officials pounced on them without saying anything, punching and kicking their family of three.

Xiao Zhao still remembers the feeling of his fist falling on his body that day, as well as his deep sense of powerlessness.

By the time he woke up, it was dusk.

He was taken home by the neighbor's daughter.

Xiao Zhao only knew that this girl's name was Xiao Fang, and he had pulled her long hair and laughed at her, making her cry for a long time.

There was no time to be ashamed, he hurriedly asked her about his parents.

When he saw a sad look on the girl's face, Xiao Zhao was struck by lightning.

He was young, his blood was strong, and he was beaten to death, and his parents were old, how could they withstand the punches and kicks of the official.

At that moment, Xiao Zhao understood how wrong he was.

If he wasn't so arrogant and arrogant, and he got out of the way when the city lord entered the city, wouldn't his parents have died?

There is no regret medicine in the world, and there is only one thing he can do.

Ignoring the girl's dissuasion, Xiao Zhao returned home, kowtowed three times to the remains of his parents who had been placed by the neighbors, and then picked up the firewood knife and went straight to the city lord's mansion.

When he arrived, he was struck by what he saw.

The City Lord's Mansion was in flames, and countless scattered people gathered at the front gate.

He saw the bald butcher he had once scolded.

He saw the teahouse owner he had humiliated.

He saw that he had provoked, but he was scolded by him for being a bloody sister.

And the blacksmith Li, Aunt Zhang...

Men, women, and children of all ages were banging on the gate with their hands, shouting for the lord to come out.

Just for... A flamboyant and domineering him.

In an instant, he burst into tears.

Instead of meeting them, he quietly climbed into a hidden place.

Most of the officials in the palace went to fend off the impact of the front door, so he easily sneaked into the house.

Then he saw the corpses all over the ground.

Thirteen officials who had beaten their family, including the city lord, one not too many and one not many, died in the mansion.

He heard the sound of footsteps, subconsciously hidden, and then saw a silver spear with a white tassel and a white robe.

The white-robed young man shook off the blood stains on the gun and climbed over the wall, leaving him silent.

After that night, it was as if he had changed.

He apologized to all the people in the city who had been insulted by him.

He began to be kind to others, and his personality became honest and honest.

He married the woman who had brought him back that day, and the two were very affectionate. In order to make up for his mistakes back then, he would write a love letter to her every few days.

He also joined the Sancheng army, and saw the silver spear again.

He swore loyalty to Guo Yu. When he shouted "The general's order, don't dare to disobey", he was louder than anyone else.

He thinks about repaying his kindness all the time, but he is not even a soldier, what can he do for Guo Yu, who is already in the realm of power?

This question really troubled him for a long time, until a few days ago when Hou Jinyong gathered the Sancheng army, he finally understood.

He can die for Guo Yu.

Although I may be sorry for Xiaofang, I am sorry for my dead parents. But he remembered the fire of the city lord's mansion that night, and the bloody silver spear, and he resolutely joined the dead.

……

Out of the corner of his eye, seeing Xiao Zhao being pierced by a riding gun, Long Tao couldn't help but exclaim: "Xiao Zhao! ”

"Don't call me Xiao Zhao!" The whole person was almost hanging in the air, he shouted angrily, and the spear in his right hand went upward, and he directly poked the horseman in the heart.

Xiao Zhao, who then fell to the ground, stood up again, raised his hand and pulled out the riding spear that was poking in his shoulder.

Xiao Zhao no longer smiled as before, his expression was hideous and crazy, and he shouted: "Lao Tzu's name is Zhao Ritian!" ”

(End of chapter)