"Assault! Assault! ”

Zhao Ji tried his best to beat the horse, but he still didn't think it was fast enough.

There are many torches in the fort, and you can see people fighting one by one.

How could the Song army, with more than 200 people, block an opponent more than ten times as much?

This is not an axeman!

If the king leads more than 200 swords and axes, the Tangut people will cry.

Thinking of this, Zhao Ji glanced to the left, and there was Wang Ke.

But the king was very aggrieved on horseback, and looked like he was squatting.

He stared at the gate and suddenly said, "It's open, it's open!" ”

The gate of the wall slowly opened, and Zhao Ji saw a Song Jun just waving towards this side, and was shot down by an arrow.

He looked to the left, where Zhi Kexing and the others had been submerged in the crowd, slashing with knives, not knowing whether they were alive or dead.

But the king also saw all this, his legs were strong, and the war horse neighed, and he almost couldn't bear it and fell.

But the king jumped off his horse, and his body staggered forward by inertia.

He ran more and more steadily, and was the first to rush in.

At this moment, more than ten Song soldiers in the gate were surrounded by regiments, and they were about to be hacked to death with random knives.

But with both hands, the king dragged the broadsword and swept it over.

The power of the broadsword urgently created by Izumokan was revealed, but Wang felt that he didn't use much strength, but five people suddenly fell in front of him.

These five people were cut off from the waist by a big knife, and they couldn't die at the moment, and the upper half of their bodies fell to the ground and howled, and the sound actually suppressed all the noise at the scene.

But the king raised his sword and rushed over, no matter what the other party was, it was a knife.

The long knife is blocked, and the knife is cut off with a knife.

The spear stabbed and the broadsword cut it easily.

The king had never been so happy to kill the enemy, and he couldn't help but howl.

In the long whistle, someone exclaimed: "The king......"

The king rescued more than a dozen of them, and the cavalry rushed in from the right, and the Tanguts began to fight in formation.

Wang looked to the left and saw that Zhao Ji was chopping, and in the middle of that encirclement, Zhi Kexing was fighting bloodily with the remaining seventy people.

All around them were swords, and Zhi Kexing still waved his knife indifferently, and every time he swung his knife, there would inevitably be screams and bloody arrows from the opposite side.

Fear is a human emotion, but it is not.

From the beginning of his sensibility, his fathers have been educating him that breaking his family is to kill people, and to go into battle to kill the enemy.

And before you kill the enemy, you have to think of yourself as a dead man.

Only in this way can you come back alive on the battlefield.

Zhi Kexing slashed the Tangut on the opposite side to death, but the sergeant on the left was shot in the chest with an arrow. He stumbled forward, and a spear stabbed him in the face, stabbing him in the back.

For the generals, they should love their subordinates, and they should love the soldiers like children.

But when you're on the battlefield, you should ignore all that.

In the eyes of the generals, the life and death under his command are just a number.

Zhi Kexing's eyes moved.

The sergeant let out a scream, and then threw himself into the arms of the Tangut man, opening his mouth and biting it.

The Tanguts grabbed him by the neck, pushed him away, and slashed him away.

The human head flew up, and Zhi Kexing's eyes gradually became red, and he slashed the enemy in front of him with a knife, and then roared: "Kill! ”

The Xixia man was complacent, only to see a flash of the knife, and his head was immediately caught by Zhi Kexing.

There were all enemy troops in front of him, and behind him was the sound of rumbling horses' hooves, which was the Song army rushing in.

But these enemy forces wanted to surround them and refused to retreat.

Zhi Kexing felt that anger was accumulating bit by bit.

"Obey!"

Zhao Ji's voice came from behind him, and Zhi Kexing's body shook and shouted, "Stand back!" Stay back! ”

This is a strangulation field, both sides are strangled together, and Zhao Ji is sent to death when he comes in.

Zhao Shu had already rushed up, and he slashed with a knife.

When the Tangut people on the opposite side saw that he was a teenager, they blocked it casually, preparing to kill him in the next moment.

But after the long knife collided, there was a big gap in his knife, and Zhao Ji's long knife slashed down a certain distance.

As deep as the gap, the long knife will go down......

A deep scar appeared on his forehead, and blood gushed out from it.

This is a treasure sword!

Zhao Ji looked at the figure in front of him who was surrounded by Kexing, he forgot his fear, and after pulling out his long knife, he bravely rushed forward to kill.

Those Song soldiers were going crazy, and everyone was running frantically.

If the king is allowed to die here, the responsibility will not need to be said, but who can bear the humiliation?

Zhao Ji was chopping, but the second Xixia man was very cunning, so he only had the ability to parry, and had no power to fight back.

This is the problem caused by the lack of actual combat, Zhao Ji remembered that Shen An used Zhe Kexing and Wen Xiaozhong as sparring partners, and finally knew what he was for.

The Tangut people split Zhao Ji's long knife with one sword, and then the second knife came.

Zhao Ji struggled to block, and at this time, the Song army arrived on the side, and in a hurry, it was a knife.

The Xixia people returned to save themselves, and Zhao Ji narrowly avoided the vital point, but there was still a bloody mark on his face. He was angry in his heart, so he took the opportunity to sneak up and finish off his opponent.

He grew up in the county king's mansion since he was a child, and his father was a person with some brain problems, and he often went crazy. Once he goes berserk, the whole family will not be at peace.

The grandfather was very good, but he gave birth to too many sons, and the sons gave birth to more grandchildren, so he didn't have the energy to take care of the children and grandchildren one by one, so Zhao Ji became a little withdrawn in the house.

The first friend he knew was Shen An, and he still remembered the energy when Shen An pumped the back of his head, as if he was a little proud.

That man is like that, he always likes to take advantage of others, but he is extremely sincere to his brother.

And Zhe Kexing doesn't like to talk, he prefers to use a long knife to express his attitude.

They have been dating for several years at the most innocent age, and they have long been inseparable from each other.

Zhao Ji later entered the palace, he felt that it was a cold place, so he missed the days with his brothers outside more and more.

But now that a brother is in a desperate situation, should I back down?

Zhao Ji shook his head and shouted, "Obey the way, hold steady!" ”

He slashed hard, with no opponent in his eyes, only obstacles.

I will not abandon my brother!

When Zhi Kexing heard his voice, he couldn't help but feel anxious.

A Western Xia general probably saw that Zhao Ji's identity was extraordinary, so he pointed behind Zhi Kexing and shouted.

"Kill that Song Jun!"

Zhi Kexing killed the enemy in front of him, and looked up at the general, his eyes were full of blood.

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Zhi Kexing roared and rushed forward.

His long knife slashes in a very narrow area, and the sharp blade cuts through the human body as easily as cutting tofu.

The blood sneered and sneered, and Zhe Kexing's head was red all over his face.

He rushed in front of the enemy general and swung his sword with all his might.

The enemy will raise his sword to block.

After the sound of the bell, the long knife was cut off, and the Liao general was stunned, and he was about to use the remaining half of the knife as a hidden weapon to throw it out, and cut the head of the sword.

He carried the head of the enemy general in his left hand and raised it high, and the Tangut people in front of him retreated in panic.

"Wan Sheng!"

Song Jun couldn't help but cheer when he saw the head.

Zhao Ji was slashing and killing, and when he heard the cheers, he looked up and saw the head of the person and covered in blood, and couldn't help laughing.

"Stand back, King!"

The soldiers had already rushed forward, riding their horses in pursuit of the enemy.

Several enemy troops who slipped through the net came at Zhao Ji, and Zhi Kexing intercepted them with a head in one hand and a knife in the other.

After some fighting, there were a few more corpses on the ground, and the blood on Zhi Kexing's body became thicker and thicker.

"Obey!"

This was the first time Zhao Ji had seen someone close to him in a desperate situation, and he couldn't help but be a little afraid at this moment, when he was out of danger.

"You shouldn't have come."

Zhi Kexing threw the head over, Zhao Ji subconsciously caught it, and then wanted to throw it away.

"Don't throw it!"

Zhi Kexing said: "When I was less than ten years old, I was taken to the battlefield, and I felt disgusted after watching the adults fight, and then they threw a certain head, saying that they would hold it for an hour, but after half an hour, a certain person vomited when he held it, and he had a nightmare after returning home, and it took a long time to get better...... Later, I was no longer afraid of anyone......"

This is a matter of experience, since Zhao Ji wants to take Han Wu and Tang Taizong as an example, he should see blood and hold his head.

Zhao Ji said with a bitter face: "But I won't mention anyone in the battle array!" ”

He wanted to throw up, but he could hold back.

"It's a training for guts." Zhi Kexing said: "When you are not afraid of holding people's heads, and you don't want to vomit, you will be bold." But ......"

He hesitated for a moment and said, "But it seems that his temperament will change a little, I don't know if it's good or bad." ”

Zhao Ji naturally doesn't care.

"Wan Sheng!"

At this time, there were cheers from the left, and the two looked sideways and saw a Western Xia general being picked up and rotated on the tip of a large knife.

it!

There is no one else except the king with such divine power.

"Kill!"

Zhao Ji's blood boiled when he saw it, so he lifted the head, got on the horse and rushed forward.

"King!"

The accompanying guards wanted to dissuade him, but Zhi Kexing said coldly: "He should see blood, instead of dissuading him, you should protect him from being attacked by hidden arrows." ”

Then Zhi Kexing followed Zhao Ji's left, and shot when he was out of support, and when someone sneaked attacked......

Those guards were ashamed, and they were all learning the tricks of folding.

The door is the door, and there are many means that make them really want to learn from their teachers.

The appearance of Zhao Shu greatly boosted the morale of the whole army, and with the blessing of Izumo's production, their long knives were incomparably sharp. Those Tangut people were desperate to find that their weapons were not good, and they could not stop the long knives of the Song army.

Everyone knows the treasure knife, what a hundred forged steel and the like.

But who has ever seen more than 1,000 people all distributed treasure swords?

The Song people are really rich!

The Tangut people desperately remembered the prosperity of the Song people and the tenacity of the Song people who had been defeated and fought repeatedly in the past.

They just have money.

If you fail, you will be smashed with money and you will be stoned to death!

In the past, they were defeated repeatedly, but then they had a divine crossbow, gunpowder and oil bombs......

Western Xia began to lose the enemy.

And now they have more swords.

What to do with Western Xia?

"Wan Sheng!"

Amid the cheers, Zhao Ji sat on horseback and carried a human head in his hand.

Song Jun was cheering wildly.

This is our crown prince, he is not the prince who is longer than the hands of the women of the deep palace, he dares to lead the army to the northwest, and dares to lead the army to raid and fight......

He mingled with the soldiers and slashed like an ordinary sergeant.

With such a crown prince, the tomorrow of the Great Song Dynasty will be better, and the tomorrow of the martial artists will definitely be better.

At this moment, Zhao Ji was holding the head of the enemy general in his hand, listening to the crazy cheers, and he couldn't help but tremble.

"Is this the battlefield?"

"Yes." The enemy army began to disperse, the Song army was chasing and killing, and Zhi Kexing's current task was to protect Zhao Ji. He looked at Zhao Ji, who looked excited, and said, "This is your first battle...... None of the previous ones counted. ”

"Yes, in the past, I was protected, but today I killed the enemy with my own hands."

Zhao Ji said excitedly: "I still want to fight, kill all the way to Xingqing Mansion, capture Li Liangzuo and confess in front of the horse." I also want to kill all the way to the Liao Kingdom and fight with Yelu Hongji...... Defeat him, defeat Liao! ”

This is an ambitious prince, unlike those emperors in the past who only wanted to keep the current situation of the Great Song Dynasty, this prince thinks about the whole world.

"Wan Sheng!"

The enemy army was defeated, and the Song army began to cheer......

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