Chapter 935: Kill them all? (Ask for subscription) (Page 1/1)

Wu Shu saw with his own eyes that a soldier with a blue flag was slashed in two by a swordsman and a horseman, and the splatters of blood fell on his face.

A strong smell of blood hit his face, making his stomach churn as he set off.

While the bloody horse chopping knife had not been withdrawn, Wu Shu clamped the horse's belly between his legs, allowing the war horse to rush towards the war horse swordsman.

Wu Shu had no choice, just now he saw his companion before he died, and he took a fancy to the armor of the swordsman. But that knife didn't do any damage to the swordsman at all, and only left a mark on the opponent's armor.

His horse crashed straight into the saberman, who had only time to smash the saber across his chest before he flew out.

The Ushu on the horse was also uncomfortable, and the moment the war horse collided with the enemy, he was also injured by the sharp blade. The painful war horse neighed and threw him off from his body.

As soon as Wu Shu got up from the ground, he saw that the war horse swordsman who had been knocked out also got up from the ground.

The man's blade had been broken, but he removed it in a few clicks, and walked briskly towards Wushu with a saber in one hand.

Wu Shu hurriedly picked up the steel knife on the ground and rushed towards the enemy with a loud roar. Fighting a war depends on a momentum, and fighting is a ruthlessness.

The two soon collided in one place, and Ushu was stabbed in the head. In the thin slit of the opponent's armor, Wu Shu saw a trace of disdain.

This feeling made Ushu surprisingly angry, and he must make his opponent pay the price, cutting off his enemy's head and making a wine bottle.

Lu Rile looked at the Jurchen armor soldiers who roared angrily and slashed at him again and again, his eyes were full of disdain, and in his opinion, the Jurchen armor soldiers were nothing more than that.

He had already killed a lot of armor soldiers like this, and the ferocity could only scare the recruits who had never fought before, and it was not worth mentioning at all for the swordsmen who soaked in blood in every battle.

In the face of the slash, Luzhile grasped the chopping knife with both hands and slashed diagonally at the enemy's shoulder.

Ushu was taken aback by Lu Rile's style of play, if the horse chopping knife was cut on his body, it would definitely be the result of two cuts.

However, the steel knife in his hand may not be able to hurt the other party, and in desperation, Wu Shu can only dodge sideways, and at the same time withdraw the slash and prepare for the next attack.

Lu Rile forced the opponent to dodge and take the lead, and stepped forward to slash down again. Ushu was forced to take a step back by Lu Rile, who took a step forward, and raised his knife with both hands to block the knife.

Although the knife was blocked, Wu Shu was still shocked and took a step back. Before he could stand firm, the enemy slashed again.

After blocking the enemy's slashing knife twice in succession, Wu Shu's arm was a little numb. When he saw the enemy raise his knife again, Wu Shu subconsciously waved his knife again to block.

Lu Zhile slashed his opponent twice in succession, and the third time he raised the steel knife but did not slash down, and the saber arced in the air and turned into a horizontal slash.

The knife was fast and fast, and it was too late for Ushu to try to block again. He could only retreat as hard as he could, but how could he retreat as fast as a sword.

Wu Shu felt a chill in his stomach, and the armor on his body was cut by this knife. Then the blood stained his armor red, and he clutched his stomach and took three or four steps back in a row before stopping.

When I looked down, I found that the armor I was wearing had been cut off by this knife, and a half-foot-long wound had been cut on my stomach.

The enemy wouldn't give him a chance to treat his wounds, so Wu Shu could only hold on to the wounds as hard as possible, trying not to let a lot of blood flow out.

Luzhile strode forward with a big slash and slashed again, and the one-handed enemy barely blocked one of his slashes, but was kicked in the stomach by a kick he raised.

Kicked out, Ushu fell to the ground and couldn't get up for a long time, and the blood had stained the ground beneath him. When he looked up, less than one of the two Niu Lu armor soldiers he led was left to fight on foot.

The rest of the people were cut down in a pool of blood, and Nata in the distance had no intention of rescuing them, and was rushing towards the city of Hetuara with hundreds of rescued Jurchen women and children.

After they were surrounded, the artillery was pushed out again, and there was a fierce bombardment of the fleeing Jurchen armor soldiers, and from time to time someone was hit by the artillery and let out a scream of pain.

"It's over! Defeated! The city of Hetuara will not be able to hold it! "This is Wu Shu's idea, the enemy they face is not inferior to the Jurchen armor, and the combat power seems to be much stronger.

In the face of such an enemy, what will the city of Hetuara take to resist? Leaning against a strong wall? Maybe the strong city walls can hold off the artillery of the Changxing army!

He was thinking wildly when the sword-cutter in front of him had come into his sight. He tried to struggle to get up from the ground, but tried several times to no avail.

The Jurchen armor soldiers were surrounded to resist the slashing of the swordsmen, but they could only survive. In the face of the crazy slashing of the big knife, the formation can only delay the time of defeat.

From time to time, someone couldn't resist the slasher and was cut into two pieces, and the screams stimulated the nerves of every Jurchen armor soldier.

Suddenly, a human head was thrown into the armor soldiers, and when they saw the appearance of the human head clearly, they all exclaimed: "Lord Wushu! It's Ushu-sama! ……”

Wushu's human head destroyed the will of the Jurchen armor soldiers to resist, and except for the more than thirty armor soldiers who were captured, all the rest were cut down by the war horse swordsmen.

This battle knocked out the courage of the Zhenglan Banner armor soldiers, and the two Niu Lu who intercepted the Changxing Army were all wiped out. The three cattle who rescued people were not much better, and dozens of people were killed by artillery.

Nata was even more remorseful, hating her own impulsiveness. If Wu Shu had stopped his impulse, maybe such a miserable white would not have happened.

No one in Hetuara City discussed the decisive battle with the Changxing army out of the city, let alone saving people or anything.

It wasn't until three days later that thousands of Changxing troops arrived, and the Jurchens in the city fell into despair.

There was a rumor in the city of Hetuara that the Changxing army was not guilty of the Han people who shaved their heads and followed the thieves. As long as the Changxing army can obediently surrender when it arrives, land will be allocated to recuperate after the war.

The news came from the mouths of the women and children who had been rescued back to the city, and it intensified in the city of Hetuala, and finally it was out of control.

The Jurchens in the city were soon divided into two factions, radically advocating the killing of all the Han people in the city to prevent them from civil strife when the Changxing army attacked the city.

The other faction advocated appeasement and treated the Han people in the city better. In case if the city can still seek refuge from the Han people when the city is broken, at least the women and children in the family must be saved.

Nata suddenly realized that it was a mistake to go out of the city to save people, which not only caused heavy losses but also made the Han people in the city restless.

Which family in the city doesn't have a few Han people, is it really impossible to kill the Han people?

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