"Fight."

Yingqiu has no distractions, and in his eyes, there are only the twelve trebuchets left, and destroying them has become an obsession in Yingqiu's heart.

Every time he takes a step forward, there will be a pile of corpses on the ground, and as a price for Yingluo's body, there will be a few more wounds, even if there is armor to protect him, Yingluo has no way to be truly invulnerable, and the bronze armor leaves have gradually fallen off in a long battle.

"Poof"

A scimitar slashed at Yingqiu's shoulder, Yingqiu's face sank, and he inserted his hand into the chest of the Hun soldier who had cut him, and the Hun soldier screamed miserably and fell from his horse.

"Ah~"

Yingqiu endured the pain and pulled out the scimitar from his shoulder, at this time, Yingqiu's face had already gushed out wrinkles, and he had lost too much blood, making the longevity in his body thinner, because the elixir given to Yingluo by Qing, although it has the effect of longevity, but the effect is not obvious, the medicinal properties of the elixir, most of them are devoured by the Gu worms in their bodies, and the reason why Yingqiu and others can quickly recover from their injuries is completely the effect of Gu worms, not the effect of longevity.

"Poof"

When the last Tiger Ben soldier fell, Yingluo no longer had a subordinate by his side, and he became a lone wolf.

Yingluo has an extra flagpole in his hand, he holds a flagpole in one hand, a scimitar in the other, desperately fighting, at this time, martial arts are no longer important, now the competition is, endurance, as long as Yingqiu does not fall, then, there will be Huns keep falling.

"Puff Puff"

More than a dozen bronze spears pierced Yingqiu's body, fixing his body in place, Yingluo's eyes had begun to turn gray, he knew that it was because the blood in his body was about to run out.

looked at the catapult that was still about fifty meters away from him, and a wry smile appeared on his face under the mask, he still couldn't do it after all.

A Hun centurion brandished a bronze axe with a hideous face and slashed at Yingluo's neck, if this axe was hit, even if Yingqiu had taken the elixir, after cutting off the head, he would definitely die.

"Whoosh"

Seeing that the axe in the hand of the Hun centurion was about to be cut on Yingluo's neck, suddenly, a feathered arrow flew from a distance and directly plunged into the neck of the Hun centurion.

The surrounding Hun soldiers and horses were startled, and looked in the direction where the arrows were fired, only to see a black cavalry pouring out of the Great Wall, led by one person, holding a treasure carving bow, which was Meng Yi's personal guard, Beiyu.

Nangong and Beiyu guarded Meng Yi from the left and the right as always, and killed them from the Great Wall.

"Lord Sacrifice, your calculation is accurate, as long as the Thor car is placed under the Great Wall, those Qin people will come out and die by themselves."

A hint of admiration flashed on the face of Xiongnu Shan Yu Maodun, he didn't expect that this young boy beside him was so scheming.

The corners of Bo Yan's mouth hooked up a trace of disdain, and said: "When I went down the mountain, the sect leader told me that the Montessori brothers were famous generals in the world, so I should not be careless, but now it seems that it is nothing more than that. ”

Mao Dun laughed and said: "What about the world's famous generals, in the eyes of my Great Huns, they are just lambs to be slaughtered." ”

When Bo Yan heard this, he glanced at Mao Dun contemptuously and said, "Without me, you Huns are still being driven around by the Montessori brothers?" Even you, dare to laugh at the Montessori brothers? Amusing. ”

Bo Yan's words made Mao Dun's face pass a trace of unhappiness, but the prestige of the Great Snow Mountain made him dare not have the slightest disrespect for Bo Yan, so he could only hold back his anger and turn his gaze back to the battlefield.

At this time, Meng Yi has rescued the trapped Yingluo, three thousand Qin elites under the leadership of Meng Yi, crazy impact on the Hun camp, the Meng's children are all elites of a hundred battles, their equipment, no worse than the Tiger Army, even surpassed, compared with their equipment, the weapons in the hands of the Hun soldiers, there is no comparison at all.

Yingqiu looked at Meng Yi beside him, with an inexplicable look in his eyes, Meng Yi smiled slightly, and said: "Meng Yi has always wanted to fight side by side with the general, and I ask the general to fulfill my wish today." ”

"Hahahaha, okay, the old man and Meng Wu killed the enemy side by side, and today he can still kill the enemy with the son of Meng Wu, how lucky."

Yingqiu smiled with relief, although Yingqiu had almost no strength at this time, but he was still unwilling to retreat, he knew that his current vitality was about to be exhausted, even if he could go back alive, the medicinal power of the elixir should be exhausted quickly, and he, the person who should have been in the ground, could not escape the end of death, so he simply decided to let go and fight, and use his life to give the old man a chance to survive.

"Kill."

At the beginning of the melee, the combat effectiveness of the Huns was not as good as that of the Qin army, but Fusu did not dare to send too many soldiers and horses out of the pass, because Fusu had to face a million foreign coalition troops.

Although Fusu knew that if he sent out all the soldiers and horses in Shangjun and nearly 200,000 troops, there was a great chance that he could defeat the Huns, but if this was the enemy's trick to lure the enemy, once the 200,000 army was lost, the Great Wall would be lost, and the Central Plains would fall into endless darkness.

"Meng Yi, it's all up to you."

Fusu clenched his fists, silently praying in his heart that Meng Yi and the others would return safely.

"Kill."

Blood, in the hurricane, Meng Yi has not fought so happily for a long time, the long-term depression and grievance were completely released at this moment, and the long sword in his hand frantically harvested the heads of the Huns.

"Huh."

Meng Yi's mount was tripped by the Huns, Meng Yi turned over and fell to the ground, and the Huns' swords and guns immediately stabbed at Meng Yi.

Meng Yi clamped a few Hun spears between his arms, and then broke them hard, and actually broke the barrel directly, and then threw the head of the gun, and the Hun soldiers were killed by their own weapons and fell in a pool of blood.

"Kill~"

Meng Yi stumbled and was smashed in the back with an axe by a Hun ten-master, fortunately, there was armor to protect him, and the weapon of the Hun ten-master did not cut into Meng Yi's body, but only smashed Meng Yi's armor out of a dent.

Meng Yi slashed the throat of the Tenth Master with a backhand sword, and at this time, Meng Yi was already like a bloody man, covered with blood, I don't know if it was my own or someone else's.

"Meng Yi, there are still twenty steps, give me a ride."

Suddenly, Meng Yi heard a familiar voice, looked up, and saw Yingluo pushing more than a dozen Hun soldiers, his eyes were full of madness, his mask didn't know when it fell off, revealing his original majestic face, but at this time the majestic face looked a little embarrassed.

Twenty paces away? Meng Yi's eyes flashed with a glimmer of hope, he knew what Yingluo meant, but Meng Yi really couldn't bear to die here like this with such an invincible general, although, now there is no extra choice.