Wang Shishi lamented and rode away, leaving only the thirty or forty valiant guards to fight alone.

It is worthy of being carefully selected from thousands of battle-hardened warriors, and each of them is extraordinary in combat effectiveness and even more loyal.

They knew they would die, but none of them were willing to surrender.

Wang Shishi's figure has disappeared, and now he can't even see a shadow.

Bai Yitu knew that neither Liu Xia, who had left before, nor Wang Shishi, who had left just now, could not catch up, so all the anger in his heart was transferred to the remaining thirty or so guards on the battlefield.

"Kill!"

The left arm of a guard squadron leader was cut off, blood flowed, and dozens of guards gathered around him at this time, only to see him raise his head and say hatefully: "Our mission is complete, but we can't leave here anymore, we are surrounded, brothers, since this is the case, we fight for these Tartars, let our machetes cut at the heads of the Tartars!" ”

"Woo woo woo ~ ~~"

War horses neighed, and horns filled the sky.

Even though there were only a few dozen people, the murderous aura still made the hot summer day feel bitterly cold.

"Even my warriors of the Qing Dynasty are nothing more than that!" One of the generals inside the tartar muttered in a low voice.

Soon more than thirty living guards on the battlefield gathered together, none of them were still intact, everyone's face was stained with blood, I don't know whose it was, and I couldn't recognize who was who, but the black military uniform connected them.

"Sergeant, you are brave, you are a man!"

"Brave Captain, for the general, for the Han world, die without regrets"

"Kill !!"

The Tartars surrounded the more than thirty guards, and there was no gap at all.

There was no way to escape from either direction, they were dead.

"Tear up!"

A tartar was cut off from his horse, and the horse fell to the ground with a neigh, and the blood stained the yellow earth red, and the blood gathered together and flowed from the top to the ground.

"Captain Brave be careful!" The sergeant picked aside a sharp broadsword.

"Kill!"

The encirclement of the Tartars is getting smaller and smaller, the space for the soldiers of the guard battalion is getting less and less, and at the same time, the number of people is constantly decreasing, and of course the Tartars have also paid a heavy price.

There were more and more corpses on the ground, and some were not killed, but were trampled to death by war horses.

Another guard was surrounded by three or four Tartars, this is a corporal, he is only in his twenties, and his life is only one-fifth, but God destined him to only go so far.

"Poof!"

A sharp knife cut his abdomen, and suddenly his intestines burst out, and the corporal had blood-red eyes, and his hands clutched the knife in his hand, and he looked at the opposite Tartar, who dodged the corporal's final blow, but in the end, the knife stabbed the Tartar's horse to death.

The war horse fell down with a wail, and the Tartar also smashed from the top of the war horse to the ground, and on the ground lay a guard who was about to die and was covered in blood and flesh, the guard stood up with a big knife next to him, and when the Tartar fell, it was directly penetrated by the big knife, and the guard on the ground smiled and glanced at the corporal who had intestines coming out of the horse and fell asleep forever.

"Hahahaha," the corporal laughed maniacally, and then fell to the ground.

At this moment, a Tartar war horse trampled on the corpse of the dead corporal, and the flesh was blurred.

"Kill! Kill them all! Bai Yitu shouted angrily.

There are still fifteen soldiers in the guard battalion, which one is not bloody?

They huddled together and supported each other.

Which brave lieutenant with a broken arm shouted: "Long live the general!" Long live the Han nation! ”

"Long live the General! Long live the Han nation! ”

They shouted loudly in hoarse voices, the last dignity cannot be taken away!

"Expelling the Tartars, driving out the Tartars!"

"Get out of the way! Get out of the way! "Bai Yi Tu rode his horse to the soldiers of the guard camp.

"You Han dogs, you dare to do this when you are dying! I don't know whether they are alive or dead, and I will break them into thousands of pieces! ”

"Kill !!"

The two armies fought again, and the remaining dozen or so soldiers of the Guards Battalion fell one after another, but none of them forgot to pull a cushion on their backs when they were dying.

"Even if you die, you have to pull one on Huangquan Road!"

Bai Yitu was furious at this time, he really couldn't imagine what kind of medicine these Han people had taken, they were so fierce, and they were not afraid of death at all. Which of the Han people he came into contact with in the past was not timid and afraid of death, how did they all become such heroic warriors now?

In the past, those Han people laid down their arms and accepted surrender after being surrounded, which made Bai Yitu think that the Han people were like this, but now he came into contact with the guards in the camp who were not afraid of death, which made Bai Yitu surprised.

If every Han is like this, then their Great Qing Kingdom will definitely have to retreat into the mountains and forests of the northeast, no! Such an army cannot be left behind, it must be annihilated all!

In the end, only a lieutenant with a broken arm remained, surrounded by hundreds of Tartars, and looked blankly at the corpses everywhere, and he was basically surrounded by soldiers from the pro-guard battalion, who used to talk and laugh, but now they have all gone to hell. See you in the next life, brothers!

The lieutenant shouted angrily, his legs clamped the belly of the war horse, and the war horse neighed in pain, and suddenly burst out with strength and rushed towards Bai Yitu.

"Stop him!"

Bai Yitu sneered, "I don't know if I'm dead or alive!" ”

Just when Bai Yitu thought that the lieutenant's big sword should be cut at him, the lieutenant suddenly turned in a direction and cut off Bai Yitu's military flag with a knife, and the flag fell down suddenly.

"Ah!!h

"Die!" Bai Yitu came angrily and slashed at the lieutenant with a sword.

The corners of Lieutenant Fenyong's mouth curled, and tears flowed from his eyes, these tears were not fear, not timidity, but joy, even if you win? The banner in the army was cut off by Lao Tzu! Lao Tzu alone humiliated hundreds of you! Hahaha.

"Tear up!"

In the face of Lieutenant Brave's ridicule, Bai Yitu looked at each other angrily and stabbed Lieutenant Brave in the stomach.

"Tear~~"

Bai Yitu pulled out the treasure knife, and the lieutenant's intestines were also picked out, and the inside of his stomach was stirred into a meat paste, and all the blood and intestines were spilled. Red, yellow, black.

"Bang!"

Lieutenant Fen Yong finally fell from his horse to the ground, the corners of his mouth always sneering, and his eyes widened as if watching how the Tartar disappeared from the land of China.

Although Bai Yitu won, he didn't feel the taste of victory at all, it was too uncomfortable, was this Han or not? Baiyitu became suspicious.

Such an opponent made Bai Yitu feel afraid, but then Bai Yitu put his mentality right, how can he say that he is also the head of the Eight King Kongs of the Manchu Dynasty, how can he be afraid of a little Liu Xia? Liu Xia must be beheaded and the Han people must be destroyed.