In the distance, less than half of the border troops around Zhai Baiya were wounded, and there were more than 300 people around them, all of them with red eyes, desperately waving their weapons and taking turns to slash and kill.

"Duck, fuck-you-. You want Lao Tzu to die here, don't you? Zhai Baiya struggled to cut off a family's arm, and then used all his strength to shout.

Behind the caravan, the ambushed Tao Duck showed a smug and cruel smile, and suddenly got up and shouted: "Brothers, kill him cleanly." ”

The tiger came out of the mountain and pounced on the caravan.

So the killing escalated again, this time the brave frontier army pounced on the unarmed chauffeur men at the rear of the caravan.

One by one, fragile lives died under the knife, and the broken souls were carried away by the mountain wind.

The shouts and screams at the rear of the caravan blended together, making the official road even more lively.

The pottery duck pounced on the front and began to rage again, slashing one by one, swinging his knife and kicking his legs, regardless of men, women and children, and those who stood in front had to die.

The border army behind him was like wolves, and his black clothes were already stained with the blood of defenseless weak people.

Ahead, the Iron Head King listened to the shocking changes behind him, his face changed, and he hurriedly turned around.

Zhai Baiya, who was surrounded in the middle, showed his white teeth and laughed hideously: "Haha......, brothers kill me, don't let them escape back." ”

Hearing Zhai Baiya's words, the Iron Head King's face became even more ugly.

"Second brother, you take someone to deal with these people, and I'll go to the back to support." After speaking, he didn't dare to delay, and galloped towards the rear of the caravan with half of the men and horses.

As soon as the number of people decreased, the pressure on Zhai Baiya and the others was greatly reduced, and they finally breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts.

The originally smooth plan changed because of Tao Yazi's deliberate delay, and his old life was almost lost in this wilderness, Zhai Baiya hated in his heart, so he slashed at the family in front of him, venting his anger frantically.

On the other side, Tao Duck slashed into the depths of the crowd, this person was a crazy person full of violence in the later life, and killing people became a kind of pleasure for him.

The border army cut through the crowd of coachmen and men, and the guard circle with the rich young master riding in the carriage appeared not far in front of them.

Horse-drawn carriages full of goods formed a chariot formation, and even family members armed with bows and arrows hid behind the chariot formation, waiting for the battle.

As soon as Tao Yazi appeared, four or five arrows shot at him, and in a crisis, Tao Yazi fell to the ground with an iron plate bridge, and then he rolled desperately, and the arrows grazed the sky above his head and shot into the crowd.

At the same time, several border troops behind them rushed out one after another, and they were greeted by flying arrows, and these border troops were not so lucky, and seven or eight people fell to the ground in an instant.

"Carry the corpse and rush in for me." Tao Duck roared, grabbed a still warm corpse on the ground, and rushed to the car formation regardless of it.

Behind him, the border troops, according to the gourd, grabbed the corpses one by one, and even some people directly grabbed the living people around them and rushed to the car formation.

"Release, release." The archers hesitated, but the leader had already given the order, and one after another arrows were shot out and nailed to the dead or alive.

Ten paces away in an instant, Tao Yazi, who rushed to the front of the car formation, threw the corpse in his hand at the archer behind the car formation, and then kicked his leg violently, stepped on the wheel and turned over the car formation, killing it.

As soon as he entered the car formation, Tao Yazi slashed wildly, and one by one the archers could not dodge and died under the knife, and more border troops behind him killed in.

In just a few breaths, twenty or thirty family members fell to the ground, and the border army also killed and wounded more than a dozen people.

A steady stream of border troops rushed into the car formation, the car formation was torn open a big hole, the defense of the family continued to shrink, after the border army gained the upper hand, Tao Yazi looked up, only to find that there was a small car formation behind the car formation.

Just when the family between the two car formations was killed and was powerless, outside the car formation, the Iron Head King finally returned to the rescue with his people.

As a result, the border army became a situation of being caught between the inside and outside.

After all, the total number of border troops was less than two hundred, and in the face of two or three times the number of family members, they still fell into a situation of fewer enemies and more enemies.

Up to now, there are still 130 people left in the border army, and the family members who have killed the enemy on the opposite side have also lost a lot of troops, and there are still more than 400 left.

There was no way to slash and kill, and the border army had a military battle formation, and as soon as the Iron Head King led people to join, the pressure on the border army suddenly increased. A border soldier faced three or four knives that slashed at him, and he could dodge once, but he couldn't dodge the second time, so it didn't take long for half of the men and horses left around Tao Yazi.

The long battle, from the beginning of the Shen Shi to the end of the Shen Shi, the sun on the horizon has already set, and the red glow in the sky is also tired and gradually dissipated.

On the official road, the border army is tired, and the family is also tired.

The final standoff has also arrived.

The fighting scene is too tragic, in an hour's time, there are no other caravans at both ends of the official road, the reason is actually simple, the world is too chaotic, there are not many caravans, even if there is, they may be frightened away by the fighting on the official road.

In front of the caravan, there were more than 20 border troops around Zhai Baiya, everyone was colored, and the knife wounds on everyone's body were bleeding, and the cold evening came, and hunger and fatigue attacked the brain in bursts.

Zhai Baiya looked at the family members in their early 100s who were gathered around, and there were five or six knights among them, and despair suddenly crept up in his heart.

He regretted coming to rob the road, underestimating the strength of the other party, and overestimating the unity of the border army, the previous days were not like this, the war has always been able to fight, but not to fight and escape, never like today to drag himself to death in this quagmire.

Wealth touches people's hearts, and if you can't get the fat in your mouth, you have to give up your life.

And that damn pottery duck, the bastard who was blinded by lard, actually consumed his brothers here for selfish purposes.

Zhai Baiya regretted it, but everything was irreparable.

In the middle of the caravan, the head of the iron-headed king was carried by the pottery duck in his hand, and the blood fell to the ground dripping, and there were less than thirty border troops around him, but there were more than a hundred family members inside and outside the car array.

In this fight, the family brought by the Iron Head King and the family between the two convoys were actually cut down by Tao Yazi and others.

Tao Yazi laughed, and behind the car formation in front of him, the more than thirty people were the last resistance.

The money and food are in front of you, waiting to be taken at any time.

The family members outside the car behind him were ignored by him.

This man is probably crazy.

The final battle, before the darkness fell, broke out.

It was divided into two ends of the battle, and the last morale was brewing on both sides.

From the very beginning, the border army had the confidence that the money would be theirs and the grain would be theirs.

From the very beginning, the caravan felt that the other side was a rabble, that the money was theirs, and the grain was theirs.

However, the development of the battle gradually exceeded the expectations of both sides.

Both sides saw that victory was in front of them, and after many casualties, they were still obsessed with fighting to the death, and no one wanted to escape.