A knife cut the Hun general in half with a hammer, but the pain in his chest was not relieved at all.

swept his eyes, and only Zhang Weiyang who fell in a pool of blood was left in his eyes...

The scarlet eyes gradually returned to normal, and his face was filled with endless bitterness and confusion.

Unaware of the fall of the sword in his hand, he slowly walked to Zhang Weiyang's side and sat down on his knees.

Carefully propped up Zhang Weiyang's head, and involuntarily wiped the blood from his mouth and nose for him.

"No..."

"You won't die, how can you die..."

Regarding the death of someone close to him, Han Rui was full of disbelief.

"Don't play dead for Lao Tzu!! You get up for me~~~"

Tears flowed on his face full of blood, and Han Rui cried like a child, just burying Zhang Weiyang's head in his arms and sobbing loudly.

Coming to this strange world, there is no food and clothing, and there are no relatives.

The one who is willing to help him accompany him and treat him as a friend or even a younger brother is Zhang Weiyang.

In the blink of an eye, it turned into a corpse in his arms...

On the corner tower, it fell into an eerie loneliness.

And on the city wall, flesh and blood are flying, and people fall every second.

The defenders gradually lost their support, and one by one fell in front of the battlements they were defending.

Several strongholds were formed, but there was no more point-and-shoot clearance of bed crossbows, and no reserves could fill the defensive line.

The two sides fell into a melee, whether it was the Xiongnu soldiers or the Han soldiers, at this time they all knew in their hearts that the fall of Yundale would be inevitable.

The victory was about to come, the fat Han city was about to open its arms, and the morale of the Xiongnu soldiers was high, and the scope of control was expanding step by step.

On the other hand, the soldiers of the Han army were first assassinated, and then the city was lost, and their morale completely fell to the bottom.

Up to now, the only thing that can support them to fight through gritted teeth is the protection of their homes and relatives behind them.

Seeing Han Rui's unbelievable look, Luan Bu shouted angrily: "Can crying make him come back to life?" ”

"Can crying kill the Huns and avenge him?"

Han Rui listened, and the blood anger that had been covered by grief rushed to his head again.

turned around and gently pulled Zhang Weiyang's eyelids apart.

"Brother Zhang, you keep your eyes open and watch me avenge your blood hatred!"

"On Huangquan Road, you also have a companion..."

Get up and look at the chaotic walls beneath the corner tower.

He threw Luan Bu's sword on the ground and pulled the machete from the back of his belt.

Look at the machete that was given to him, and accompany him through this otherworld.

"Uncle Zhang, it's me who didn't take good care of Brother Zhang, I'm sorry for your Zhang family..."

Poor Zhang Wang is over 70 years old now, and he only got Zhang Weiyang such an only son in his forties, but the Zhang family is broken today...

Han Rui's face was full of determination, and there was no longer a trace of luck in his heart.

Tear a rag from the corner of his robe and tie the machete to the palm of his hand.

Walking towards the city wall with an expressionless face, he paused for a moment in front of Luan Bu: "Old horseman." ”

"You owe me that gold, remember to send it to Uncle Zhang."

After speaking, he rushed to the city wall, in the middle of the battlefield.

Walking down the corner tower, Han Rui's face sank like water, and he resolutely rushed towards the several strongholds on the city wall that were getting stronger and stronger.

When the Hun soldiers saw a 'bloody man' coming with a knife, there was a commotion.

A twisted Xiongnu language came from the corner tower again: "The thief will give the head, and the rest will not be killed!" ”

Looking up, I saw that a Han general would hold up 'half' of the head, standing on top of the corner tower...

"It's a big boss! The big pawn is dead!! ”

Most of the people were in a state of astonishment: how could the great man be killed?

After a short period of stunnedness, Han Rui found an opportunity to disperse the crowd in front of him.

The rest of the soldiers took advantage of the scattered strongholds, hurriedly went to find long things, and knocked down the siege ladders.

I'm sure no one can climb the city wall for the time being, and when I look back, it's like an Asura field as far as the eye can see!

Dozens of bodies lay on the ground, all dead.

Without exception, there was a deep pit of flesh and blood—

was smashed alive by Han Rui with the back of a knife!

Han Rui, who was standing at the end of the field of vision, was blood-red, except for the helmet on his head and the armor on his body, there was no longer any proof that he was a Han soldier soldier, or even a human characteristic.

Han Rui's sanity had already been washed away, and there was only one word 'kill' left in his mind.

wiped the blood from his eyes casually, and rushed to the camp of the Huns again.

When the Huns saw the situation, their hearts palpitated and couldn't help but gather together.

A leader-like man stepped forward: "Don't panic! The Han people are already frightened, just a thorn, and they can't make any waves! ”

After a while, he ordered: "You guys will work with me to force him into a corner and find a way to surround him." ”

"Others, resist the rest of the Han people!"

The Hun soldiers felt a little at ease, and according to the leader's arrangement, they separated Han Rui from the Han soldiers.

The leader personally led people and made a gesture to besiege Han Rui.

Sang Ji's heart was full of anxiety, but he had been stabbed in the thigh, and he could only barely protect himself.

Just as Han Rui was about to fall into the siege, a high-pitched and old roar sounded from the corner tower.

"You kid wants to be beautiful, but it's not kind!"

"Lao Tzu is a person who buries half of his body, so what if he accompanies you crazy?"

Hearing the resolute roar of the main general, the hearts of the soldiers of the Han army were both excited and heavy...

"General Luan is eighty years old and not afraid of death, how can we survive?"

At this moment, in the hearts of every Han army soldier, that impassioned Qin voice sounded.

How can you say that you have no clothes?

Fellow with the Son!

The sword creation all over them is their medal of loyalty and bravery, and their enthusiasm is their desire to serve the country!

They want to use their own blood to protect their homes behind the city, their relatives.

"Kill !!!!!"

There was no longer any thought of life in his heart, and the soldiers of the Han army, who fought back to the death, crashed headlong into the camp of the Huns.

Even if you are cut to the ground, you must pull a cushion before you die!

Han Rui, under the cover of Luan Bu, killed all sides!

The Hun soldiers fell one by one, and in a short time, less than thirty of the more than 100 people who originally stood on the city wall remained.

Getting smaller and smaller, they were forced to the side of the city wall and had to huddle in a circle.

The anxiety in my heart, in a long call for withdrawal, completely turned into despair: there will be no one on the wall to support them...

Looking at the blades approaching step by step, the encirclement shrinking little by little, my heart was full of despair.

In the face of ten deaths, they resolutely jumped off the wall several feet high, hoping that they would not die.

In the end, only a few lucky people limped and dragged their broken legs and ran to the Hun camp in the distance.

Before they could reach the camp, the Hun army began to retreat.

In the clouds, hold on!

·

On the city wall, there was no cheering, and the exhausted soldiers silently watched the 'leaky fish' in the distance.

Han Rui straightened up, the scarlet in his field of vision was pierced by a ray of light, and he squinted slightly.

"It's dawn..."

In the midst of this, the tense strings in his brain cracked, and his eyes were immediately plunged into darkness.

Luan Bu turned around when he heard the sound, and saw Han Rui slumped to the ground, with half an arrow stuck in his chest...