But it was a dream after all.

In reality, this cowardly Xue from an aristocratic background died.

His head was thrown into the distance by Lao Suo's arm, and the splattered blood stuck to the dirt and slowly rolled into a dirty ball of mud.

A quarter of an hour later, hundreds of cowardly Xue Dan, who had no combat experience, had been slaughtered by the Red Turban Army as easily as mowing grass. Not to mention others, Lao Suo's father and son have at least seven or eight lives in their hands.

"Damn, the Yuan court doesn't treat us as people, and sent this group of cowards to be the pioneers, grandpa will have fun killing us today!" A black-faced man with a bear-like body cursed loudly, trying to hold down several cuts on his shoulder with the force of his chest resonance.

Han Yan'er wanted to stop him by drinking and telling him not to leave the formation. But before he could say anything, a spear burst through the air and whistled over.

If it weren't for Xu Xianling next to him dragging him, I am afraid that this shot would have pierced his head directly. Despite the deflection of his head, the cold iron spear stabbed off half of his right side, and blood suddenly flowed all over the right half of his face.

This really scared Han Yan'er a lot, and before he could put his hanging heart back in his stomach, he subconsciously lifted the big axe, "Ahhh

Yuan Bing hurriedly withdrew the spear, and supported the end of the gun with both hands to block the menacing axe, but the body of the gun was too thin in front of the heavy axe, and the giant axe that Han Yan'er swung vigorously with both hands had at least a few hundred catties of strength, how could he resist it with only manpower?

Hearing only the sound of "boring", the axe blade bent the iron spear and the remaining strength did not decrease, and slashed fiercely at Yuan Bing's body, the fragile shoulder blade was immediately shattered, and the axe blade was embedded in the left half of his body, and he knelt on the ground in pain.

Although Xu Xianling on the side was a scholar, he was not ambiguous on the battlefield, and he quickly made up for it with a quick knife and pierced Yuan Bing's chest straight, which relieved his pain and ended his life.

Only then did Han Yan'er calm down, and after turning around and handing Xu Xianling an extremely grateful look, he re-examined the situation in the field.

Compared with the cowardly Xue Dan, who was just vulnerable, the foot soldiers who rushed back to the rear to support at this moment were a little different in their attire, and their combat power was also somewhat improved, so Han Yan'er immediately pulled his throat and said with foul language: "Brothers, work harder and kill all these bitches!" ”

Brother Ye Su was anxious to kill the enemy and make meritorious contributions, and rushed back to the rear to supervise the battle. Seeing that his soldiers were losing and retreating, their morale was low, and they couldn't bear it anymore, so they pulled out their ring knives and slapped their horses forward to kill, and the blade pointed at Lao Suo's son!

The lame old man was bending over beside his son, panting heavily, and when he saw the enemy suddenly rushing out of the enemy formation, he was heartbroken for a while, and immediately rushed towards the horse with a limp and accelerated.

The Yuan court under the rule of the Mongols has always had extremely high requirements for war horses, so how can the generals ride mortal things? Under the spur of Brother Yesu, the sturdy dark brown steed rushed forward, its hooves thundering, its mane moving with the wind, and in the blink of an eye.

The limping old man, though not fast, saw the timing, glared hard at his bastared foot, and slammed into the horse's belly when he turned sideways.

But this horse gallops with a thousand might, where can the weak lame old man be the opponent of this beast?

Under the collision between the two, the galloping horses were only held back for a breath, while the old man was paralyzed on the ground and could no longer get up.

The man hurriedly flashed over after hearing his father's reminder, and then saw the scene of the collision between man and animal, and froze in place.

It was the second time in his life that Lao Suo felt such pain—the last time it was when he saw the corpse of his ugly woman, and this time it was the physical pain that left his facial features with blood.

The skeleton of his weak body had fallen apart under the impact, and he didn't know how many bones had been shattered.

At this moment, I only felt that my eardrums were buzzing and I could not hear any sound, my nostrils were filled with dust but I didn't feel breathless, and the world in front of me was stained red with blood flowing from the door of my brain.

I don't know if it was God who opened his eyes, his body that was hit and could no longer move happened to face his son - this was just the last time he could see his son.

Seeing that he saved his son with the opportunity he had exchanged for his life, and thinking that he could kill a few more thieves for himself, Lao Suo closed his eyes with a smile, and said secretly in his heart: "Mother-in-law, we are looking for you." ”

And then there was no more half of his breath in this world.

"Daddy!" The man didn't even have time to shed tears before he rushed towards his father, and when he reached the side and found that he was out of breath, he began to cry out loud.

In the face of the life and death of the father and son, Brother Yessu was not satisfied, thinking that he could kill the quite brave man with the first charge, but he didn't expect that a lame old man who rushed out of the way scared him.

Just as he was about to turn the horse's head and rush back, a red turban soldier bared his teeth and charged him, and stabbed the horse's buttocks, and the horse screamed in pain and raised its front hooves sharply.

This was a bitter and unsuspecting Brother Su, although he held the reins tightly, he still did not sit firmly, and fell from the horse to the ground, which made his eyes spin with Venus spinning.

Fortunately, a soldier on the side ran over to protect him, so he didn't let the Red Turban Army rush up to dismantle him.

On the battlefield, life and death are only a fraction of a second, so everyone has no time to say a word about the pain before they have to deal with the next enemy, so the man's heart-wrenching cry naturally attracts the attention of others.

Seeing that it was the old man who had helped him a lot, Han Yan'er hurriedly kicked away the Yuan soldiers in front of him and ran over.

"Han Qianhu, that person is the vanguard of the enemy army!" Xu Xian Ling saw that he was surrounded and protected by soldiers, and Brother Chao Han reminded him.

"Capture the thief and capture the king first! Brothers, follow me! Hearing this, Han Yan'er immediately changed her route and called a few brave people to force Brother Yessu.

"What a bunch of deadly thieves!" Brother Ye Su had just woken up from the dizziness of falling off the horse, forcibly suppressed the vomiting in his stomach, picked up the ring knife again and scolded.

As the so-called "enemies are very red when they meet", although the two sides are not enemies, they are their masters on this battlefield, and they have no way to retreat, so they naturally become enemies of life and death.

Seeing that the battle that would determine the outcome of the battle was coming, the two groups of people invariably stopped their bodies and lined up face to face.

Brother Yessu was already a belligerent, and at this moment, he had the upper hand, so he took the lead and said with a cruel smile: "The thief is named, and when I have a blade, you can make a spirit card for you!" ”

In fact, he was thinking about the list of thieves currently in the hands of the imperial court, so that he could invite merit and receive rewards after the war.