"Kill!" Zhao Ziliang roared, raised his gun and stabbed the head of the cavalry of the Turian cavalry who rushed over on the opposite side.

The mace of the leader of the Turgish cavalry was stabbed in the chest by Zhao Ziliang's spear before it was smashed, and the whole person was strung on the barrel of the spear, and a machete on the left slashed over, Zhao Ziliang quickly blocked it with a round shield, but at the same time, a spear stabbed over on the right.

This speed was too fast, Zhao Ziliang only had time to twist his body, but he was still grazed by the sharp blade of the spear, cutting a hole in the ribs, he still quickly swung the spear on the corpse, and the corpse smashed a turquoise cavalry off the horse.

Under the high level of mental tension, although Zhao Ziliang felt that he was injured, he did not feel pain. After the two sides staggered, they ran some distance, turned around and turned around, ready to charge face to face again.

At this time, Zhao Ziliang had already noticed that there were only five people on his side, including himself, three of them were injured, and ten of them were intact.

At this moment, Zhao Ziliang felt a cool airflow coming from the wrench on the thumb of his right hand, which passed through the arm upwards and reached the wound in the ribs, and the wound suddenly felt cool.

Zhao Ziliang didn't have the intention to pay attention to this at this time, at this time, after the two sides faced each other again, the distance was only less than fifty meters, although the leader of the other party's cavalry was killed by him, the rest of the people did not have the slightest intention of retreating, one of the cavalry cavalry was strung with the body of a cavalry under his command, this person was still dead.

This man who was pierced through the chest by a spear and whose body was suspended in the air by the cavalry of the Turian cavalry was called Ma Dong, who had the best relationship with Zhao Ziliang in Tuoyun Fort, and the two came out of the same village.

When Zhao Ziliang saw this scene, he was sad and shouted loudly: "Dongzi! ”

Ma Dong was still conscious at this time, although his body was strung in the air with a spear by the cavalry, he was not dead, red blood was flowing from the corner of his mouth, and he yelled with his last strength: "Brother Liang, kill them all!" The old lady at home will please leave it to you・・・・・・・! ”

Zhao Ziliang immediately said loudly: "Don't worry, your wife is my mother!" None of these people can run away today, and I will definitely avenge you! ”

Ma Dong lost his breath, and the body was thrown to the ground by the Tucai cavalry, Zhao Ziliang saw this step, and almost gritted his teeth, although he was very angry, but he did not lose his mind, he judged the situation, there were already three people injured on his side, whether they could survive the next charge is unknown, and there are still ten people on the other side, and the difference in strength between the two sides is still a bit big.

And at this moment, two "bang" sounds came, and Zhao Ziliang turned his head to see that the two seriously injured cavalrymen on his side fell from their horses and died! Seriously injured and died, they held on for a while, but still didn't hold on.

This situation made the situation on Zhao Ziliang's side even worse, Zhao Ziliang's expression was grim, he turned his head to look at the soldiers on the left who were injured but still did not fall and asked, "Tie Er, can you still hold on?" ”

Tie Er is an honest young man with a simple appearance, and when he saw Zhao Ziliang asking, he grinned: "Don't worry, I can't die for the time being!" ”

Zhao Ziliang thought for a moment and said: "This time rush over, if you are not dead, don't stop, keep riding forward, run back to Tuoyun Castle to tell the castle master, let him be on guard immediately!" ”

Another cavalryman, Lu Shishi, who was not injured, immediately objected: "No, Shi Chang, if you want to die, you will die together, my Lu Shishi is not a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death, you look down on me!" ”

Zhao Ziliang said categorically: "Okay, you know I didn't mean that!" We can't all die here, I promised Dongzi to avenge him, so I must stay, what am I, do you want to disobey? ”

Lu Shi wiped a handful of dirty blood from his face and said with a wry smile: "Who knows if we can survive the next round!" ”

"In short, if you don't die in this round, retreat to Toyun Fort with all your might, and I'll stay behind!"

At this time, the cavalry of the opposite side had already ridden their horses and rushed over to this side again, Zhao Ziliang immediately tightened the spear in his hand, clamped his legs between the horse's belly, and shouted: "Ha! ”

The war horse shot out like a sharp arrow, and the two people around him, Tie Er and Lu Shi, also shouted at the same time, followed closely behind him, and the three horsemen formed a triangle and rushed towards the Turk Shi cavalry on the opposite side.

At a distance of fifty meters, the two sides still rode their horses and galloped towards each other quickly, but in the blink of an eye, the two sides collided again, and after a burst of swords and guns, the sound of flesh being pierced, and the screams of screams alternated with each other, the two sides separated again.

Zhao Ziliang killed two turquoise cavalrymen this time, both of them were killed by him by sweeping the neck with a spear, but he was also cut open by an oncoming turk cavalryman, and a one-foot-long wound in his chest kept bleeding, fortunately, the strong defensive ability of the Mingguang armor neutralized most of the force on the opponent's knife edge, which made his wound not too deep, but he felt that his life and strength were losing rapidly.

At this time, he felt a cool air flow appear in the wrench on the thumb of his right hand, and it traveled along his arm to the wound on his chest, and the wound began to itch again.

He didn't bother to pay attention to this, because he had already noticed that Tie Er and Lu Shi, who were following him, had both fallen off their horses, and he couldn't describe his current mood, was it fear? No, he was already a man who had died once; Is it regret? It's not, fight on the battlefield for the country, and die without regrets! Is it sad? No, soldiers died on the battlefield, this is the highest glory and the best destination, and it should be smiling Jiuquan!

Despite being in a desperate situation, Zhao Ziliang's will to fight was still as strong as iron, and he didn't have time to grieve for the death of his comrades, so he hung his spear on the victory hook, took out his bow and arrows, twisted his waist, turned around and opened his bow to shoot at the cavalry behind him.

"Whoosh", he fired two arrows in a row, hit an arrow, one of the Turk cavalry fell off the horse with an arrow, and the other arrow missed, at this time there were still five Turian cavalry left, and when they stopped their horses, they found that Zhao Ziliang was shooting arrows behind them, and immediately quickly turned the horse's head and chased Zhao Ziliang.

Zhao Ziliang rode his horse and galloped in the direction of Tuoyun Fort, while twisting his waist and turning around to shoot arrows at the five turquoise cavalry who were chasing, his hit rate was not very high, only one of the two arrows could hit, and arrows flew from time to time behind him, but they were all dodged by him.

When he shot the third man off his horse, he himself was shot in the back, and a piercing pain made him unable to control his body, and he involuntarily fell off the horse.

In the end, the two cavalry cavalry rode over, and the two rode on their horses and circled around Zhao Ziliang, who was lying motionless on the ground.

One of the Turgish cavalrymen said in Turkic: "He is dead, now what shall we do?" Is it to chase or retreat? ”

Another Turkish cavalryman said, "The messenger has run away, can we still catch up with us?" When we chase after us, the messenger is afraid that he has already entered the consignment fort, so can the two of us still be able to defeat the consignment fort? ”

"Then go back and report the truth to the chief!"

At this moment, Zhao Ziliang, who was lying on the ground on his side, suddenly jumped up and quickly pulled out the horizontal knife on his waist and slashed it at the left cavalry, the horizontal knife was extremely sharp, the leather armor on the cavalry did not play any role, and a large hole was cut from the left shoulder to the right crotch, and a stream of blood spurted out.

This accident was too sudden, and the two cavalry cavalrymen thought that Zhao Ziliang had died a long time ago, after all, he was hit by an arrow in his back, and he fell from his horse, but he didn't expect Zhao Ziliang to be dead, and he suddenly jumped up and attacked.

When the cavalry on the left was hacked to death, the other cavalry reacted, but he was holding a bow in his hand, and when he went to get the saber, Zhao Ziliang's horizontal knife had already been sharpened, a knife flashed, and a head rolled to the ground.