But the battle was fierce, the counter-killing continued, this Lin Sheng saved Lin Huaiping with a spear in a moment, and there were four or five barbarians rushing behind him, one of the barbarians screamed, and directly slashed at Lin Sheng's shoulder, in an instant, the pain of the blade cutting through the leather armor and tearing the flesh made Lin Sheng's face hideous and howled in pain. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

A trembling body, Lin Sheng gritted his teeth and scolded angrily, turned around and raised the gun, the cold light rushed forward, the white snake probed the hole, the six-foot spear directly slashed with the wind, and the tip of the spear that had already been soaked in blood was directly stabbed in the crotch of the beast that attacked him, accompanied by Lin Sheng's angry roar that changed his tone, the spear was full of strength, and suddenly stirred and tore, and a blood line immediately burst out from the crotch of the barbarian's pants, and then he fell down with a howl.

Such a ruthless heart made the barbarians next to him roar and manic, and went straight to besiege and attack, in an instant, Lin Sheng was single and resisted, and his life was on the verge of death, but Lin Xiu, Lin Huaiping, Zhao Yuan and others also stood up for the shield press, and when the barbarians swarmed forward, Lin Xiu took a horizontal step and hugged Lin Sheng into the small shield array around him, but Lin Sheng was ruthless, and he still disdained in the face of life and death threats, and insisted on scolding: "Dog's nest miscellaneous beasts, grandpa is here, come... Lao Tzu stabbed you to cut off your children and grandchildren... Lin Xiu... Let's go... Lao Tzu can kill these beasts... I don't need your help..."

As more and more barbarians poured into the high slope, Lin Xiu shouted and held the shield, waved the knife at the top of the shield, pressed forward step by step, and slashed out several knives at the same time for a while, squeezing the more than ten barbarians in front of him alive down the high slope, temporarily relieving the pressure of the siege of the surrounding barbarians.

At the same time, Lin Xiu sensed the power of the impact of the shield array, and after he slashed the barbarian soldiers in front of him with a knife, he pulled the shield and howled loudly, and the surrounding Huang Qi and several account chiefs came from their own battles to fight together, and it was just three breaths, and the shield array of three fifty or sixty people appeared on the high slope in a staggered position with horns, which made those barbarians who relied on their courage to fight alone to win the strong suffer huge losses for a while.

"Those boys, sure enough, have a set!"

On the other side of the high slope, Haiming, the infantry veterans of the Hexi Army, also formed a conical infantry team to suppress the barbarians attacking the uphill slope, when the offensive of the brutes went from fierce to sluggish and sluggish, Haiming took a breath and swept his eyes, only to find that not far from the high slope, there were several small shield formations that counterattacked and rushed.

Beside him, Bai Feibu was brave, and a slash directly split the barbarian in front of him into two pieces from the neck, and the remnants of the body without half pulling the body staggered back and fell, and the fishy and bright red intestines flew directly to the ground, such a cruel fight made the surrounding barbarians have a frightened look, and they didn't dare to rush forward for a while.

With this gap, Bai Fei gasped and whispered: "Don't care about those little cubs, we are really betraying the loss of the military system, in such a situation, let's hurry up and think about how to leave from this dead place, that Geng Liao, what a fucking bastard, he abandoned the right army like this!" ”

"Huh..." two winds, Hai Ming's arrow leaped, the seven-foot long lance burst out with cold breath, as he opened and closed, the oblique crescent blade-like lance swept across the chests of several barbarians with a dead air, and in an instant, the leather armor of these barbarians cracked, and blood spurted out, dyeing Haiming and other Hexi veterans who were slightly closer to him into blood.

Such a ferocious infantry team directly suppressed the hundreds of barbarians in front of this slope in a one-hit rush, and the festering corpses were like a tombstone of death, seriously hindering the attack of the barbarians. ”

In the face of such drama, several small leaders of the barbarian soldiers looked at the bloody Haiming soldiers, and they didn't dare to speak, so it seems that they must be cowardly, such a scene made Haiming's heart breathe, and said in a low voice: "Brother, are you willing to fight with the people of Xiaowu Emperor?" It's just that who would have thought that those soldiers and cubs would be so bloody that they would disobey Geng Liao's guy in public, which also made us fall into blood mold! ”

"Fucking bastard..."

Bai Fei scolded in a low voice, looked back at the slope forest, in that dense forest, Wu Zheng and the 1,500 brothers of the right army were still hidden, this made Bai Fei anxious, he held the lance and pulled the knife, while paying attention to the situation of the high slope where Lin Xiu was located, while continuing to say urgently: "This time the situation of the barbarian army is unknown, nine times out of ten they will take here, only 3,000 people, at most three days under this, it will be over!" ”

"You don't know when I'm old!" Heming spat out a mouthful of blood: "But then again, the brothers of the right army, all of them are good, it's a pity that they were born at the wrong time, and they didn't follow the right person..."

As soon as these words fell, a stronger roar came from the high slope where Lin Xiu's soldiers were located, which made Hai Ming startled, and when he heard it carefully, under the roar was the horn of the barbarians.

Looking back, the barbarian attack array that had just been suppressed by those few shield arrays came back like a flood collapsing into the mountains, and for a while, the shield array was in danger of collapsing, and the sudden change in the situation there also made the situation of Haiming's department grim.

Hearing that Boermu's headquarters was rushing to kill, several small leaders of a hundred households who were temporarily suppressed by Hemming's infantry team howled again, and then rushed over with hundreds of barbarians, which made Hemming grit his teeth and angrily scolded: "Damn bastard, come on... Let grandpa teach you how to write dead words..."

After the roar, Hemming's cone-shaped infantry team of forty or fifty people was like a sharp sword that instantly plunged into the torrent of brute soldiers.

In the central woodhills, Wu Zheng looked at the situation of the high slope that was constantly being divided repeatedly, and his mind became more and more worried, even if he did not fight at this time, but the roar and madness of the brothers in the right army were like a sharp knife stuck in his heart, which made him feel unbearable.

"Captain, why don't you let me lead a team of 100 people to press up, as long as I charge and kill, maybe I can suppress those brutes!"

Yidu Bo asked for his life again, but Wu Zheng still did not answer, he was waiting, waiting for the brute force to leak, waiting for his brother's final struggle, only in this way, the three thousand brothers of the right army can give full play to the prestige of the northern boys, and can fight their own blood in the retreating Xiaowu Emperor.

"I believe that the men of the Northland, if the reinforcements are pressed at this time, it will make the barbarians think that we are weak, and the consequence will be our immediate destruction, don't forget, the general has already abandoned us... But we ourselves ... You can't give up on yourself..."

In the end, Wu Zheng's eyes condensed tears of hatred and sorrow, which was the hatred that could not be released if there was ambition, and the sorrow that could not burst out if there was power.

"Warriors of the Moon, kill... Decapitate their heads with a scimitar... Lie down on their corpses and sleep peacefully... Let the wind of the grassland bring the prestige of the moon to the courtyard of Sumatra... Kill..."