After listening to this, Wu Zheng privately estimated that at this time he still had three battalions and 3,000 people, which was the living force of the stalemate battle, so Wu Zheng said in a deep voice: "Lin Xiu, you should know the situation of the right army, I can send you five queues now, but are you sure that you really need the last living support?" ”

"I..."

Lin Xiu thought for a moment, and after a while, his mind instantly changed as a rock and resolute, so that Hou's deep voice erupted: "Captain, the last general understands, the last general will go back!" ”

Seeing Lin Xiu leave, Wu Zheng sighed in his heart: "This son... Born ahead of one's time... It's not just fate..."

The soldiers on the side said bluntly: "Captain, if Brother Lin survives this battle, I'm afraid the future will be more than brilliant..."

"I hope so!" Wu Zheng dealt with it at will, and at this time, the sound of the barbarian horn in the direction of Taniguchi became more and more urgent, and he immediately took his own soldiers to inspect the various defense points, so as not to cause irreparable omissions due to negligence. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Before returning to the high slope of the north valley mouth of the slope forest, the brothers of the five schools have drawn their swords and shields under the leadership of their respective chiefs, preparing to meet the barbarian offensive in the near future, in the northeast recess of the high slope, Haiming, these Hexi veterans are less than 20 people, and when all the right military battalions are replenished, only this Hexi team has not added a soldier and a single armor, so Haiming is full of anger: "Damn bastard, this is to force us to death!" ”

It's just that they are weak, and in this situation, what right do they have to speak?

"Forget it!" Bai Fei looked at the black crowd that had gathered at Taniguchi, and he said in a deep voice: "This is fate!" ”

"Fuck it!" Hai Ming shouted and scolded, and suddenly there was a sound of armor blades colliding behind him, and then he looked back, Lin Xiu actually ran with two queues of more than 200 people, and came to the front to stop, Lin Sheng and Zhao Yuan called the soldiers to draw their bows and scatter arrows, and prepare for the feather arrow throwing.

Seeing this, Hai Ming frowned, raised his arm in front of Lin Xiu with a walking lance, and said in a deep voice: "Boy, what do you mean by this?" ”

Maybe Haiming's actions were too dangerous, which made Zhao Yuan and Lin Sheng angry, and Lin Sheng was even more simply, and directly drew his knife and shouted angrily: "Dog offal, put down your broken guy to Lao Tzu!" ”

Zhao Yuan was more stable than Lin Sheng, and he gathered around with a few soldiers: "Hai Sect Leader, your strength is relatively weak, we will help the Sect Leader to resist, but your lance seems to be the wrong person!" ”

Hearing this, Lin Xiu turned his head and signaled, and Lin Sheng snorted heavily: "Ah Xiu, on the battlefield, kindness is miscellaneous, not worth it!" Immediately, the cold-hearted cousin turned around and commanded the soldiers. Lin Xiu's heart was full of helplessness in this regard, he stretched out his hand to press down Haiming's lance, and said, "Sect leader, no matter what happens, let's wait until we live past today!" ”

Hearing this, Hai Ming's eyebrows furrowed, and after a breath, he put down his walking lance and let Hou Hou say coldly: "Lin Xiu, what are you working so hard for?" Don't say it's for that flag, that's an excuse for fools! ”

Hearing this, Lin Xiu was silent, and then smiled stupidly: "Haijiao Leader, I'm afraid I'm disgusted to you, I'm really for that big flag, in other words, for the countless people of the North who live under that big flag..."

In front of the camp of Taniguchi Xiyue, Shebulin Ejin high-headed horse ran in front of the warriors of the headquarters, yesterday, the rash attack made him lose more than a thousand warriors and a Nak'er, today, he must use the blood of the bones of the Xia people in the forest to wash away yesterday's shame.

After more than 5,000 Xiyue infantry warriors were assembled, Shebulin Ejin raised his horsewhip and shouted to the sky: "The descendants of Sumatra, the heroic soul of the grassland clouds, you must use the flesh and blood of those Xia people to achieve your bravery, Xiyue warriors, kill!" ”

Whistling and fluttering, flying into the sky, the horns were repeated, like thunder and wind, and in an instant, the five thousand Xiyue barbarians raised their axes and roared, so that they turned into a surging torrent and rushed to the slope forest to roar and kill.

Under the high slope, Lin Xiu stood on the protruding bluestone, looking at the torrent under the slope, his eyebrows were resolute, his body did not move, and the cold momentum was slowly condensing.

As the torrent of barbarians rushed through a row of obscure positioning tracks, Lin Xiu drew his knife and turned around, signaling to the Lin Sheng bow and crossbow team in the middle of the high slope more than a dozen steps away, Lin Sheng shouted nonsense, and more than 600 soldiers in the three queues put down their spears, swords and shields, picked up the longbow that had been prepared, and drew their bows and arrows in the breath, and then Lin Xiu looked at the rapidly approaching barbarian torrent under the slope, and silently recited in his heart: "One hundred and eighty steps... One hundred and seventy steps... One hundred and sixty steps..."

As soon as the one hundred and fifty steps arrived, Lin Xiu suddenly roared: "The fifth school... Projectile...."

Immediately, 600 soldiers retracted their bows at the same time, only listening to the 'bang' of the bowstring, and the 600 feathered arrows turned into streamers and flew to the sky, quickly drawing a crescent arc in the sky, and falling vertically into the torrent of barbarians. The muffled sound of the arrow's blade entering the flesh, the big eyes swept away, and the rush in front of the barbarian torrent was slightly delayed by the feather arrows for a moment, but under this, the other battalions on the left and right sides of Lin Xiu's fifth school also threw out, and at that moment, thousands of feather arrows carried the wind into rain and flew towards the left and right wings of the barbarian torrent, which made the barbarian torrent riot.

At the forefront of the torrent of barbarians, the dark-skinned leader of a thousand households, Chahuda, looked at Gao Po and gritted his teeth and roared, although he was not as strong as Boermu, but he was a thorough leader under Shebulin Ejin, this time the five thousand Xiyue brave barbarians were handed over to him to bring to attack, in the eyes of Shebulin Ejin, it was enough to kill all the bones of the Xia people in the forest.

"Kill... No refund... The Holy Congregation of Sumata bless us..."

Chahuda roared like thunder, so that the rout at the forefront of the barbarian torrent was suppressed, and then hundreds of shields were raised to the sky, covering the feathered arrows like a rain curtain, and the barbarians in the middle drew their short spears at their waists and threw them at the high slope.

On the high slope, Lin Xiu saw this, and immediately raised his shield and turned around and roared: "Shield array, resist, resist quickly!" ”

It's just that the brute soldiers threw their guns quickly, even if Lin Xiu reacted quickly, but the soldiers of the fifth school still didn't react enough, and in an instant, dozens of soldiers were pierced through the chest by the short guns that came at a gallop, and they fell to the ground with blood spraying on their backs, without even a wail.

Seeing this, Lin Sheng scolded angrily, drew his knife to cover his shield, and slashed a short spear in front of him, so that Hou scolded sharply: "Idiot... Hurry up... Shield array... Zhao Yuan... Huang Yuming... Lin Huaiping... Where the fuck are you dying..."

In this cursing, Zhao Yuan, Lin Huaiping, and Huang Yuming ran from various positions, and commanded the soldiers of the five schools to quickly form three hundred-person shield formations to resist the short spear projectile of the barbarians.

As the feather arrows of the battalions on the east and west sides were weakened and pressed, the speed of the barbarian torrent became faster and faster, seeing this, Haiming and others rushed to the front with a shield and a lance, and Haiming swept away, knocking down a lot of short spears that flew in, so that Lin Xiu shouted: "The feather arrows are useless, hurry up and put fire oil, quickly!" ”