Wave after wave of warriors fell, Meng Kebao was just one of them, Xia Junmao didn't have time to remember the name of every sacrificed soldier, he was more important now, he wanted to keep these remaining and still alive warriors as much as possible, he wanted to take them home.

But is it really possible? Xia Junmao has lost confidence, even if he doesn't want to admit it. There was only one color left in his eyes at this time, and that was crimson, which was the color dyed by the blood of soldiers, which should have been heroic, heroic, and singable, and should not have been so cruel and sad as it is now.

The spear pierced the soldiers' bodies, the sharp teeth bit off the soldiers' necks, the swords and axes split the backbones of the soldiers, and even the souls, the most precious souls, would be sealed in this ice and snow, and they would never return to their hometown in the Central Plains.

The number of the Liang army was decreasing every moment, and finally it was time for the last circle, Xie Yi's quiver had long been empty, the machete in his hand had long been curled, and he and his brother Xie Yu were facing the heavily armed Xia Tang soldiers, and the Sen Ran blades in their hands were shining with a deadly luster.

As the elder brother Xie Yi has always carried the responsibility of protecting his younger brother on his shoulders, when the spear is close, Xie Yi is in front of him, but unfortunately the machete can no longer withstand the fierce attack of the spear, and in the end he can only rely on the curved bow in his hand. Rely on the string to trap the spear, but the bowstring can trap one spear and not more spears, especially when the battle array has already been broken.

Xia Junmao jumped out of the battle formation, the knife was unsheathed, blood was flying, he stepped on the enemy's spear and jumped into the enemy, and with a turn, he cut off the ankles of the surrounding Xia Tang soldiers, and then took advantage of these enemies to turn back, the blade slashed and took their heads. More Lower Tang soldiers began to attack this enemy who broke into the army, but how could an ordinary spear trap Xia Junmao, he toed a little, dodged the attack lightly, and took the lives of several Lower Tang soldiers in the air again.

Xia Junmao's initiative really gave the Xia Tang soldiers who were in full swing a head-on blow, and for a while there was confusion in the formation, which created an opportunity for the remaining Liang Dynasty soldiers to break through. Cao Tie wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, used his shield to resist the attack, and immediately picked up the spear and began to stab in front of him.

Even so, Cao Tie's arm couldn't support it, the soreness almost made him unable to hold the spear, and the shield on his left hand had obvious cracks, and it would become a broken piece after a few more hits. Cao Tie fought and retreated, and when he retreated into the middle of the original battle formation, he realized that there was not much left of the robe around him, and Xia Junmao was already in the middle of the enemy army.

"Qingcang!" Cao Tie shouted loudly: "Protect the commander!" ”

Qing Cang received the signal, stepped on the corpse of the Tang soldier and jumped into the enemy army to meet Xia Junmao back to back, with a helper, Xia Junmao was even more courageous. The two cooperated to behead the enemies who dared to come forward one after another, until the Lower Tang Army only dared to surround them and did not dare to attack rashly.

Fan Yao, whose eyes were slightly sour, stretched his waist, the sky had darkened at this time, and even the remnant sun had completely disappeared, this whole day of tossing was hard enough, he looked at the dozen or so Liang soldiers who were still struggling to resist, and shouted proudly: "As long as you surrender, I can keep you from dying!" If you resist, you will end up like everyone else! ”

Xia Junmao smiled tiredly and asked Qing Cang behind him, "Are you afraid of death?" ”

"I'm just afraid I won't be able to kill more enemies!"

"Alright, let's move on!"

Xia Junmao and Qing Cang were no longer satisfied with defense, and began to take the initiative to attack, and when one attacked, the other protected his back. The two advanced and retreated together, and the Tang army was defeated and retreated one after another, and they didn't dare to face its soldiers.

Fan Yu was too lazy to toss any longer, and reached out to take down the bow, intending to end the two of them so that the battle would end earlier.

The Liang army, which was still struggling to resist, still had the last eight people left, and it was wrong, just now another person fell, and the seven formed a circle to face the fierce enemy. Xie Yi was already seriously injured, and the wound was oozing blood all the time, and at this time his face was already white, and he was quite reluctant even if he was standing. Xie Yu has always stood by his brother's side and acted as his personal guard; Cao Tie's shield had been abandoned, and he held the machete in both hands to face the enemy, even though his hands were already trembling.

"Kill them all!" Someone in the Lower Tang Army roared, and immediately everyone rushed towards the last seven people, Xie Yi grabbed Xie Yu, who was about to meet the enemy, and rushed to the spear himself, allowing the spear to poke itself into a sieve.

"Brother!"

Xie Yi roared angrily and pulled out his spear one by one, letting the cracks on those bodies begin to spurt blood, he turned around and pressed Xie Yu under him, and at the same time he whispered to Xie Yu: "You have to live, you have to live, we can't all die here, whether it's for our Xie family or the Xuanjia Army, remember, live!" ”

Xie Yu watched Xie Yi slowly close his eyes, he wanted to cry but he didn't dare and couldn't, his brother's blood stained him, his brother's body became his last and best barrier, he didn't know that several other robes had fallen one after another, all he could do was endure the humiliation, he had to listen to his brother's words.

"Come on, come on! I, Cao Tie, have never been afraid in my life! Cao Tie couldn't care about the pain anymore, because there was pain everywhere in his body, his leg was pierced by a spear, his back had been cut into a puddle of flesh, and he didn't know how many blood holes had been poked out of his chest...... But so what? His hand could no longer hold the machete, so he tore the enemy with his bare hands, and when the palm of his hand was chopped off, he wanted to bite with his teeth, but he couldn't walk, he really couldn't walk, and several spears had been pierced into his legs, and he threw himself directly to the ground.

The place where Cao Tie fell was right in front of Xie Yu, Xie Yu saw Cao Tie grin and finally smiled, and then this smile stopped on his face, and those eyes began to gradually lose their luster, but Xie Yu understood that Cao Tie was happy for himself, and happy for one of these brothers to survive.

The battle on the main battlefield had ended, and now there were only the last two left, and the first arrow shot by Fan Lu pierced Xia Junmao's knee. When he saw Xia Junmao fall to his knees with an arrow, Qing Cang wanted to help, but the second arrow followed into Qing Cang's knee, and he also knelt down.

"Good, good!" Fan Yu put down his bow and arrows and said, "Since you have taken the initiative to kneel, then I will spare you for the time being!" Don't let them die, it's still useful to keep it! ”

Xia Junmao and Qingcang, who had lost their ability to resist, were tied up by the Tang soldiers and dragged to Fan Lu's horse's hooves. "Shut your mouth!" Before Xia Junmao planned to bite his tongue and commit suicide, several Tang soldiers broke his mouth, the process was too hard, and even pulled out a tooth, and the Tang soldiers tied them with sackcloth to their mouths, in order to prevent them from committing suicide.

It was only at this time that the night officially fell, and the battlefield outside Jinchang City was finally quiet, and the night was able to cover everything, covering up the blood in the daytime at all, showing the world a peaceful appearance, as if nothing had happened.

Two figures flickered at the head of Jinchang City, which had been quiet, one closer to the corner tower, and the other stood behind the figure in front of him.

"Father?"

"Why do you think Fan Yu didn't kill Xia Junmao?"

"He wants to use them as pawns?"

"Not entirely true, it would be more accurate to say that it is a bargaining chip used to threaten us."

"Trying to blackmail us? Could it be ......?"

"Is there any news from King Ling?"

"Yes, this is the letterhead that the child just received."

The man at the head turned around and took two steps, and the faint light made it possible to finally see his face clearly--Shantai Guizong, he quickly read the letterhead and handed it to the person in front of him: "Wengu, burn it immediately after reading it." ”

"The child obeys!"