This short stick is made of fine iron, in fact, it is a meter long, not short, hollow inside, flames erupt from the hole at the end, because the burning time has been too long, the end of the iron rod has taken on a dark red color, and the handle has been warm. Sun Hui judged that the reason why the flame could burn for so long and not be extinguished was probably something like "Greek fire".

There is a wrench at the grip of the iron rod, pull it up, the head end will pop out the sharp blade, pull it downward, the sharp blade will retract, the structure is very exquisite, similar to the switchblade of later generations, but this design of combining the fire stick and the switchblade is not practical in Sun Hui's opinion.

Sun Hui stuck the end of the short stick next to Wei Sha's corpse, got up and continued to observe the battlefield.

At this time, the Western Xia army had collapsed on all fronts, and the party members on horseback and without horses began to flee in all directions.

The only hundreds of people left in the phalanx of the party members, all wounded, collapsed on the blood-covered position in the face of the Song army, and the surviving people breathed in the air that still smelled of blood.

Richard struggled to his feet. Looking at the approaching mixed team of Song Army's infantry and cavalry, these people were outflanking them in battle formation.

Brother Richard anxiously looked for Li Liangfu's figure, but he never saw him appear.

The fighters, who had just fallen to the ground from exhaustion, gritted their teeth and struggled to pick up their weapons again and form battle formations.

"You're looking for him, aren't you?"

A man was holding a long knife from a party member in one hand, and threw something with the other.

Under the blood-covered skull, Brother Richard saw Li Liangfu's frightened and unwilling eyes.

Gao Zhong looked at Brother Richard coldly, "If you lose, you will lose, don't do the battle of trapped beasts anymore." I know that your name is Brother Richard, you are the generalissimo of the Xia Kingdom, the king of Jin, you are honest, I will take you to repay the merits, maybe you can save your life, you have to resist, only like this person, there is a dead end. ”

Richard did not answer him, but quietly gave the order to break out with a gesture.

"Bang! Boom! The sound of crossbow arrows breaking strings sounded, and the party warriors in the rear were immediately shot down.

"Hehe, you still want to run? This is your burial place today. ”

Richard suddenly understood why the other party said this, and he felt despair for the first time.

"Bang! Boom! Boom! Boom! The sound of the divine arm bow firing kept ringing, accompanied by the screams of his compatriots, Richard kept blocking the flying crossbow arrows, but one after another the crossbow arrows continued to shoot into Richard's body.

After Gao Zhong raised his hand to signal to stop, he slowly walked towards Brother Richard.

More than a dozen crossbow arrows were inserted into the armor that was already stained with blood, and Richard's round eyes were full of anger and unwillingness.

Brother Richard suddenly let out a roar, took a step forward, exerted all his strength, and slashed towards Gao Zhong with a sharp knife.

Gao Zhong raised the captured Xixia Treasure Knife, flashed his body, and then swung it out.

Time seemed to stand still in an instant, and the long knife with water patterns that Richard stretched forward and had almost the same water pattern as the knife in Gao Chong's hand stopped there, emitting a faint brilliance in the moonlight.

A drop of blood slowly slid down from Gao Pet's blade and fell heavily to the ground.

"What a knife." Gao Zhong looked at Brother Richard, then looked at the knife in his hand, and said softly.

Richard's body shook, his head fell and rolled to the ground, and blood spurted out from his broken neck.

From afar, Sun Hui saw this scene, and he knew that it was impossible for Richard to surrender, and such an ending was inevitable.

Sun Hui didn't know that at this moment, in Tokyo City, there was another person who was also watching this scene.

"Weisha ......" saw Weisha die in battle, Xiao Tiantian was sad.

By her side, Ye Chuchu looked at the three-dimensional image that Xiao Tiantian made out of thin air with great interest, and was amazed.

"Horus, you have to keep your promise, you promised me ......" Xiao Tiantian couldn't help but clench her fists as she watched Anhui and his subordinates fall one after another.

"What did he promise you? Sweet? Ye Chuchu asked curiously.

"He promised me to protect the people and not kill them." Xiao Tiantian replied softly.

"Don't worry, as long as it is what he promised, he will definitely do it." Ye Chuchu comforted her, "After we defeated the invasion of the Jin army, he didn't hurt the people of the Jin country, Tiantian, you don't have to worry." ”

Xiao Tiantian nodded, her eyes still staring at the three-dimensional image.

"By the way, you say we can intervene in real time? For example, if I put my hand in now, a very large hand will appear on the top of his head? Ye Chuchu asked again.

"Well, but you'll have to be careful that Horus breathes fire on you." Xiao Tiantian remembered the past, and her expression was gloomy, "Last time, Wei Muheng ignored my obstruction and insisted on reaching out to destroy the city tower, and as a result, he was burned to the bones by breathing fire on Horus, and I don't know how his injuries are now......"

"That's it." Ye Chuchu had just seen the scene of Sun Hui destroying the secret elite unit of the Western Xia Army, the "Tianji Battalion", with a fierce flame, and was worried that Xiao Tiantian's sympathy would attack and he would have a grudge against Sun Hui, so he quickly changed the topic, "By the way, if you are worried about that Wei Muheng, it is better to see how he is now, don't look at this battlefield all the time, I estimate that this battle will be fought like this, and there will be no changes." ”

Xiao Tiantian heard Ye Chuchu say this, and immediately agreed, she raised her hand and gently shook it above the stereoscopic image, a gust of air began to rotate around the stereoscopic image, and the scene of the decisive battle between the two armies of Song and Xia became blurry, and gradually disappeared, and after a while, another clear image of the scene appeared.

Wei Muheng walked alone on the streets of the Xixia King City, although there was a life-and-death battle outside the city, but the city was silent, due to the implementation of the curfew, people returned to their homes early, the street was empty, only Wei Muheng's lonely figure.

Seeing that Wei Muheng's right hand was completely wrapped in a white cloth, it seemed that his injuries were still very serious, and seeing his staggering and weak appearance when he walked, Xiao Tiantian couldn't help but worry.

A team of patrolmen found Wei Muheng and immediately surrounded him, Wei Muheng took out a bronze token from his arms and showed it to the leader of the patrol, the leader of the patrolman immediately saluted Wei Muheng solemnly, let his subordinates withdraw from the siege, and asked Wei Muheng where he was going, if he wanted to escort him, Wei Muheng refused his kindness, so the patrolmen left.

After seeing the figures of the patrolmen disappear, Wei Muheng quickened his pace.

After walking around for a while, Wei Muheng came to a very inconspicuous earthen house.

The earthen house was simply furnished, only a broken wooden table, an old chair, and a wooden bed.