Chapter 7: Survival in Death II

The man is dead.

Zhang Xuan initiated, and under the stimulation of adrenal hormones, he slashed indiscriminately, and he was unstoppable.

One person is desperate, and ten thousand people are hard.

However, this is just a breath of blood. The raindrops in the sky were pouring down on Zhang Xuan's face, and when he came back to his senses, he knew that something was wrong when he saw the current situation.

The desperate move he had just made effectively blocked the advance of the official army, but he was also semi-surrounded by the official army.

"Run," if you don't run, it's a dead end.

But Zhang Xuan also knew that he couldn't turn around at the moment, and he would die as soon as he turned around.

Zhang Xuan shouted, and the long knife was raised above his head, and he was about to cut it down. The officer in front of him was ready to make the next move.

Zhang Xuan immediately turned around and fled, but at this time, Zhang Xuan didn't run far at all, and just rushed into the fleeing crowd, he felt the wind behind him, and he suddenly felt a pain in his back. A strong push came, plus I didn't know what was going on under my feet. He threw himself to the ground.

Zhang Xuan felt a sharp pain behind him, and he was hit by an arrow.

At this moment he was about to get up, but he found a person, under a large rock not far from him, lying as if it were a dead body.

But Zhang Xuan knew that he was not.

Why? Because he saw that the dead corpse's eyes had just blinked.

Dead people don't blink.

"Ah" and "Ah" two screams, and two corpses smashed on Zhang Xuan's body.

Zhang Xuan's eyes kept shaking, and he suddenly stopped moving, trying to hold his breath.

Zhang Xuan knew that if he insisted on fighting, he would definitely die, and he was not a million enemies. Fighting his way out of the encirclement is not something Zhang Xuan can do at all, pretending to be dead, this kind of luck gambling is Zhang Xuan's only choice. In particular, the long arrow on his back is just a disguise for him.

He immediately felt a large force pressing down on it, if nothing else, a man rushed towards him with three corpses on his feet.

Not all of them are so inhuman, though.

If Zhang Xuan didn't have a few corpses on his back, someone would naturally rush up with the corpses, but with these corpses, a small pile of corpses was formed in the place where he was.

Ordinary people don't deliberately find a bad way to go.

Of course, this is not absolute.

Zhang Xuan endured the heavy pressure that someone stepped on from time to time, fortunately he had two corpses on his body, otherwise if someone stepped on him directly, he would have to be exposed.

The shouts of killing gradually faded away. The official army rushed all the way, and the two sides were on the gentle slope in front of Huangling City, killing each other, and the place where Zhang Xuan was located was already the rear of the official army.

Zhang Xuan breathed a sigh of relief, and only then did he feel a burning pain in his back. Bleeding continued where he was struck. Unconsciously, a large area of blood flowed from Zhang Xuan's side.

He felt very cold, on the one hand, the light rain in the sky, on the other hand, the arrow wound in his back, maybe it was psychological, maybe it was the continuous blood loss, which made him feel unbearable.

Zhang Xuan should be grateful for today's weather, the bow and arrow are weak and the strength is insufficient on a rainy day, otherwise it is not as simple as bloodshed.

Suddenly, Zhang Xuan found the person who was pretending to be dead next to him, slowly got up, and ran towards the edge of the battlefield.

He also wanted to get up, but he was crushed by the corpse on his body. I couldn't push it away for a while.

"Kill." The shouts of killing suddenly approached.

Zhang Xuan subconsciously crawled on the ground, motionless, but saw that the officers and soldiers who rushed to the hillside were pressed up little by little.

Zhang Dingguo came out.

Zhang Xuan peeked at it, this was the first time he saw the famous Li Dingguo in later generations.

At this moment, he is in his best years, majestic and heroic, and in his prime. But he was only in his twenties, armed with a long knife, and fought on foot. Invincible, there is no one general, Zhang Dingguo's department took Zhang Dingguo as the arrow, and pushed the officials and troops down.

The officers and soldiers just chased and killed the coolest, but the practice formation was scattered. was rushed by Zhang Dingguo like this, and naturally he was pressed down.

But Zhang Shijie is not a vegetarian either.

If Zhang Shijie had no real skills and was a promiscuity, he would not have such great ambitions.

Only those who have strength will have ambition.

Even if Zhang Dingguo rushed down to suppress the momentum of the official army for a while, but under Zhang Shijie's dispatch, the official army stabilized the situation again.

In the rain, most of the firearms and bows and arrows were useless, and the two sides fought each other in close combat.

Zhang Shijie and Zhang Dingguo's style is different.

Zhang Dingguo rushed to kill the predecessor. However, Zhang Shijie dispatched the army in the back and reintegrated the somewhat chaotic army together.

On top of the battle array, it became a flesh mill.

Zhang Xuan was even more frightened, and even forgot the pain behind him. Motionless. Because the place where the two sides clashed has been moved to the vicinity of Zhang Xuan. Zhang Xuan held his breath and said secretly in his heart: "God bless, let me survive." ”

The sound of shouting and killing reached Huangling City, and Zhang Xianzhong's sallow face did not move at all, cold as iron.

It seems that he didn't see the fierce battle below, nor did he see his righteous son fighting the enemy in the lead. Seems to be waiting for something.

Suddenly, as if he saw something, he said, "It's okay." ”

With a wave of the command, the rebel cavalry hidden in the valley on both sides got the signal, and Liu Wenxiu and Ai Nengqi killed left and right. The situation on the battlefield has changed suddenly. Fierce as a tiger looked at it clearly in the back and said, "Zuo Qing." ”

"The lower official is here." Zuo Qing said.

"I order you to immediately send troops to support General Zhang." Fierce as a tiger said.

Zuo Qing said: "My lord, the next official will arrange it." After doing this, Zuo Qing immediately got up and left to return to his own formation.

Generally speaking, the cavalry of the official army was similar to the cavalry of the rebel army, and they were inferior in the mobility of the foot soldiers.

Among the rebels, the best wealth was nothing else, mules, horses, and livestock, followed by fine weapons, and the last was gold and silver treasures, women's money and silk.

However, the cavalry of the official army was scattered among the various departments, and the Zuoqing Department and the fierce tiger headquarters were two rare pure cavalry units.

After Zuo Qing returned to the headquarters, he immediately ordered to go down, and the whole army was ready to attack, and they were all ready to ask Zuo Qing for instructions, and said, "My lord? ”

"Wait." There was a hint of coldness on Zuo Qing's face.

"But Mah-sama's orders?" An officer said.

"I told you to wait first, didn't you hear?" Zuo Qing said coldly.

"Yes." The people below didn't dare to raise their heads at all.

Zuo Qing looked in the direction of the fierce tiger with a cold gaze.

Fierce as a tiger's face was gloomy and uncertain, and he looked at the form on the battlefield while looking in the direction of Zuo Qing's department.

The pioneer said, "Father, I can't wait. ”

The fierce pioneer is the son of a fierce tiger, and his martial arts are no worse than that of a fierce tiger. He has a good relationship with Zhang Shijie. Meng Ruhu looked at Zuo Qing's direction, his heart was anxious for a while, and he said secretly: "Could it be that Zuo Qing also wants to learn from Zuo Liangyu?" ”

He had already sent three heralds to supervise, but Zuo Qing did not move at all.

Unconsciously, the fierce tiger grabbed the handle of the knife with one hand, and his fingers rattled.

But time doesn't stand still for anyone. Opportunity on the battlefield is fleeting. If he waited for Zuo Qing any longer, Zhang Shijie would be defeated first.

As the Pioneer said, there is no time.

Meng Ruhu said: "Send someone to find Zuo Qing and tell him to march immediately." Otherwise, I will not forgive. ”、

"Yes." Someone immediately went to give the order.

But I can't wait for a moment for what is happening in front of me.

"My son, you are the pioneer. Strike the thief first. Fierce as a tiger said.

"Yes, father." The vanguard turned his head sharply and ordered, "All mounted." Rush with me. ”

The vanguard rushed out with three hundred horsemen. And the fierce tiger also took the remaining three hundred horsemen, and went up with Liu Wenxiu and Ainengqi respectively.

Fierce as the tiger's six hundred elite horsemen, is his last capital, most of them are plugged up and descended from the background, all of them are skilled in bows and horses, although in the rain, the bow and arrow are weak, but immediately fight, but also a first-class good hand.

Although the number of cavalry of the official army was less than that of the rebel army, neither side could help anyone, and it was difficult to solve for a while.

In the small valley under Huangling City, it was filled with thousands of war horses, and the sound of fighting was constant for a while.

Fierce as a tiger, father and son can be called fierce generals, even if Liu Wenxiu and Ainengqi have a military advantage, they can't take it for a while.

"This tiger is not old yet." Zhang Xianzhong's eyes were not at the bottom of the mountain, but in the formation of the officers and soldiers in the distance, because the rain affected his vision, he couldn't see how many officers and soldiers there were for a while.