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"Kill~"

"Quack...... Cao thief, come to grandpa and get the ...... of death."

With a thick Shu accent, the Hanzhong soldiers brandished broken spears and yelled wildly.

Burst!

A spear stabbed into his armpit when he opened his arms, and the cold and numb feeling hit, and the weapon in his hand fell to the ground, and the pain pierced the heart.

"Puff ......"

Right Xiaowei's spear pierced the opponent's body again, and when he saw the Hanzhong soldier who was stabbed into a sieve, Right Xiaowei immediately drew his spear and stubbornly looked for the next target.

"General, let's ...... Will we still be able to live? ”

Zuo Xiaowei looked at the Hanzhong soldiers rushing from all over the mountains with a frightened expression, and a trace of despair appeared on his face.

Houying Zhonglang wiped the blood on Shi Wenjin's face, his lips moved slightly and licked his tongue, the irritating smell made his blood tremble.

"What? I'm scared! ”

Turning around suddenly, Zhonglang glanced at Shi Wenjin at the talking Xiaowei, this person he knew, was a recruit who joined after the Guandu War, and it was said that he was a member of General Yu Ban's clan.

"Don't dare!"

Yu Peng saw Shi Wenjin Tieqing's face, but his face tightened, and he replied with a low fist.

"Yu Peng listened to the order, and immediately led five hundred shield bearers to break east, disrupt the enemy's front, and fight to the death!"

It doesn't mean that Peng has any reaction, Shi Wenjin issued a military order again.

"Order!"

Yu Peng pulled his throat and roared, and a sense of tragedy came to his heart.

"Go ahead!"

Shi Wenjin looked solemnly at the Hanzhong soldiers who were surging like a tide, this time they were in the back camp as a suspicious soldier to attract the enemy's military strength, and he was ready to die.

"Shieldmen, array!"

Under the suppression of Yu Peng and those captains, the Xiao guards still formed a fish-scale formation in the fear of death, with strong shields lined up in layers of walls, and the machetes in their hands were hidden behind them.

Roar!

Roar!

Yu Peng stood in the front row first, and in the loud slogan of not fearing death, they were like a black city wall towards Hanzhong in the distance. Zhonglang looked at Yu Peng's distant back with a stern gaze, as the black armor collided with those Hanzhong soldiers, the sound of fierce fighting came again, the vision in his eyes was a little blurred, he couldn't see the figures of those robes clearly,

Only a hazy color of blood filled his eyes.

"General, let's ......"

A veteran soldier next to him asked, Shi Wenjin turned to look at the brothers gathered together, and there were more than three hundred people, all of them were scarred and exhausted.

"Brothers! Lao Tzu has followed the general to fight on the battlefield for more than ten years, and this life has long been no longer his own, and it seems that he is going to confess here today! ”

Shi Wenjin laughed a little sadly, turning a blind eye to the Hanzhong soldiers who were constantly cleaning up the Cao army and slowly surrounding.

"Death and blood are the battlefield, in order for the generals to be able to get out, even if they die today, they must firmly attract the Hanzhong soldiers!"

"Kill!"

Shi Wenjin spurted out a mouthful of blood, and slashed his cheek with a sharp blade in his hand, and the blazing blood dripped down.

"Kill!"

The other more than 300 scarred guards also did the same, holding sharp blades with solemn and solemn expressions, slashing their cheeks and letting the blood flow down.

"Xiaowei is elite, death is death!"

"Xiaowei is elite, death is death!"

The slogan of not being afraid of death was shouted from Shi Wen's entrance, and then, the three hundred old and weak soldiers also shouted.

"Kill ......"

The pre-dawn darkness was about to dissipate, and the early morning sun sprinkled on them, and the haze of blood made them look more and more tragic.

Click~

The footsteps were getting closer and closer, and the Hanzhong soldiers looked at this group of ghost-like guards, and they were a little afraid in their hearts.

Die......

Shi Wenjin held the machete in one hand and the broken spear head in the other, and suddenly burst out and rushed towards the Hanzhong soldiers.

Burst!

The head of the spear pierced the enemy's eyes, and the screams echoed in the mountains and forests, but Shi Wenjin was unmoved, swinging his knife to cut off the spears on his body, looking down at the five or six holes on his body, he showed a strange smile.

"Boom! Boom! ”

Blood stained his body red, but Shi Wenjin held on to it and did not fall, and the machete in his hand emitted a strong smell of blood.

"Kill!"

With another loud shout, Shi Wenjin, with the help of the guards behind him, brazenly rushed into the camp of the Hanzhong soldiers, blocking those spears in his chest, and constantly harvesting the heads with the big knife in his hand.

Ahem......

Blood mixed with heart and lungs was spit out, and the unfamiliar faces showed expressions of death.

"This ......"

The Hanzhong soldiers were so frightened that they kept retreating, even though there were only less than 300 remnants of soldiers on the opposite side, but this kind of life-for-life style of fighting made them feel afraid. There are less than three hundred guards, they are obviously at the end of the crossbow, there are countless blades stuck in their bodies, some of the blood has been solidified, some are still flowing, and the staggering pace seems to fall at any time, but he

But they did not dare to step forward.

Shock!

Deathly silence!

"General, let go of the arrows!" The adjutant general asked Zhang Wei for instructions.

"No!"

Zhang Wei shook his head categorically, but his gaze fell on the big banner in the middle of the three hundred people~ Zuo Xiaowei!

"They're all good guys! Even if you die, you will turn into a military spirit! ”

Zhang Wei's voice came, and finally fell on Shi Wenjin's body, at this moment, he was already dying, as if sensing the other party's main general's gaze, he showed a reluctant smile, affecting the internal organs and sending out bursts of pain.

"Xiaowei is elite, and if you die, you will die~"

Summoning up his last strength, Sven shouted out the last glory that belonged to him.

"Xiaowei is elite, and if you die, you will die~"

Behind him, the old and weak remnants of the soldiers once again burst out with a roar, and the voice full of death shook the heavens and the earth.

The spear of the "roaring ......" rose, the saber fell, the blood stained the leaves red, and the soldiers of Zuo Xiaowei were paralyzed to the ground, only the banner of Zuo Xiaowei still stands, because at the last moment, it was inserted into his body by Xiaowei soldiers, and there are more than ten there

Hands clasped tightly... Holding it, this moment was completely fixed in Zhang Wei's heart.

"No~"

To the east, Yu Peng's mournful voice came, and as the shield soldiers around him fell one by one at their feet, they continued to pierce under the threat of death...... Drill through again.

"Let's go! The enemy is coming! ”

Yu Wenxian, the former camp general, led the few hundred people who were left, and finally rushed over from the banks of the Chushui River, and when they saw Yu Peng's shield array, they immediately responded from the periphery.

"General~"

With blood and tears on his face, Yu Peng and the surviving shield soldiers clenched their fists tightly, looking at the scene down the mountain with a sad face.

"Are you scared?"

"The last general will not dare!"

"Yu Peng, immediately lead five hundred shield soldiers to break into the east, and fight to the death without retreating!"

Everything is still vivid, but in the blink of an eye, they are separated by yin and yang.

Hate! Yu Peng's heart was full of hatred, he hated himself for misunderstanding the general's last concern, and he hated himself for blaspheming the general's loyalty.