"Poof, poof." Only two muffled sounds were heard, and a Han soldier who rushed to the front had been hit by two spears, and then fell heavily to the ground, and died a heroic martyr before he could shout. These Han soldiers had been torn off their mounts by the Qiang soldiers when they were surrounded, but they had not yet been captured, and now they could only rush and kill on foot.

I heard the sound of the blades intersecting incessantly, followed by the howl of the wounded soldiers, and I don't know whether it was the Han or the Qiang. I only heard a shout from the Han soldiers, "The Qiang dog must not hurt Captain Zhao!" Seeing that this person was covered in blood, and his cloth armor had already been cut to pieces, but his eyes were full of blood red, bursting out with raging flames, gritting his teeth and roaring, and his momentum made the Qiang people around him slowly retreat.

When Zhao Chong heard that the 200 soldiers of the Han army had exchanged hands with the Qiang soldiers, he had already removed his long sword from his neck and prepared to die with his own soldiers. But the purpose of the Qiang people is Zhao Chong, how can he go to help, dozens of Qiang soldiers surrounded him in a storm.

Zhao Chong heard the screams of the human voice, and he couldn't hold it back for a long time, but he couldn't come out of the conflict, he frowned deeply and looked left and right, and suddenly a thin slit leaked in front of him, so he hurriedly looked at the battle situation. Seeing that the Han soldier with an amazing roar was a swarthy young man in his twenties, "Hua Xiaolame! "Zhao Chong shouted! But then the gaze was blocked by the Qiang people.

The young Han soldier called Hua Xiaolame wielded the Han knife and swept left and round, swinging wildly, but there was no discipline at all. The east side scratched two or three Qiang soldiers, and the west side hit a Qiang soldier on the forehead with the back of the knife, but it couldn't hurt many Qiang people. But the Qiang people were forced to not dare to step forward by the young man's lifeless fighting style, although the person who was cut by him was not seriously injured, it can be seen that he is like a crazy tiger, and he is afraid that he will not be light or heavy, in case of a heavy hand, he will die with a whimper.

"Why are you stunned?" But it was Jia Ying who watched more than a dozen Qiang soldiers being forced to retreat again and again by a little Han army boy, and felt that he couldn't hold his face, and couldn't help but be angry, and said to a few sturdy Qiang soldiers around him, "You guys are about to take care of him, what is like this!" ”

"Yes!" Two of the four Qiang people held knives, and two of them held spears to surround Hua Xiaolame. The two spear makers suddenly stabbed their spears, and Hua Xiaolame was originally red-eyed, but he didn't see these Qiang people stepping forward, and he also recovered some of his senses slightly. At this time, he saw two spears stabbing at him, and when he saw the coming, he turned sideways, flashed one spear, and the other spear came from the left side, and his left arm was extended, but he held the spear between his arms and chests, and he wanted to twist the spearhead with force, but he did not have the strength, so he only held the knife in his right hand and slashed at the spear shaft.

"Deng!" The spear shaft was broken into two, and Hua Xiaolian couldn't help but feel a big lift, but then he felt a shock in his shoulder, his body was pressed by gravity, and he only heard the sound of bones shattering, and blood spurted out wildly in an instant. It turned out that one of the knife-wielders took advantage of Hua Xiao's lame breakup to cut the spear shaft, and slashed his right shoulder, Hua Xiaolame took off the knife alone, and then immediately felt a hot spot behind his back, and the other knife-maker had sneaked up from behind him and gave him a knife. Hua Xiaoli only roared in pain, and then fell to the ground, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

There are only a few Han soldiers like Hua Xiaolame, and they are all desperately moving forward, but the number of Qiang soldiers is too many, and more than a dozen of them are killed and wounded, and more than a hundred are used to make up for them from behind. Only a few Qiang soldiers surrounded one person, and one person and one spear poked it, and a Han soldier could pierce more than ten holes, but these Han soldiers still desperately moved forward. I only heard a miserable shout, and in the blink of an eye, there were only more than 40 of the 200 Han soldiers left.

Zhao Chong was unconscious of the sound of shouting and shouting in his ears, and he was anxious to fry the pot early, how could he take care of the demeanor of a famous general at this time of life and death. When he looked at the two people in front of him, the corpses were all over the ground, and the little lame closest to him also fell in blood. Zhao Chong raised his sword and slashed at the Qiang soldiers in front of him, but these Qiang people blindly defended, only asking two or three people to work together to block Zhao Chong's moves, and did not take the initiative to attack Zhao Chong, forcing Zhao Chong to retreat and surround him as before.

"Little lame!" Zhao Chong roared angrily, and could no longer suppress the grief and anger in his heart! He wanted to exchange his life for the lives of these 200 Han soldiers, although he knew that it was delusional, but even if there was only a glimmer of hope, he had to try! But now, these cronies and soldiers who have followed him for many years, and I don't know how many times they have died together have sacrificed their lives for themselves, and they are all desperate, their faces are shaking, and the tiger roars and shocks, and the Qiang people who are close to them want to cover their ears but can't let go of the blades in their hands, so they confront Zhao Chong.

Most of these Han soldiers have been coached by Zhao Chong himself, some have been by his side for more than ten years, and some have been by his side for three or four years.

Hua Xiaolian is not a cripple, but he has broken his leg when he first saw Zhao Chong. It was five years ago, Hua Xiao's lame parents died of illness, and he had to go up the mountain to chop some coarse wood and sell it in the city in exchange for some food. There are many people who cut wood, and there are already few trees on the mountain, which have been cut down. In order to cut down a branch stretched out on the edge of the cliff, Hua Xiao fell off the cliff with a limp, but fortunately only broke his leg, the young man could no longer chop wood, so he had to crawl and beg outside the city, and at that time, Zhao Chong was too guarded, and that day was giving porridge to help the poor, and when he met the young man, he saw that he was small, and gave him two more bowls of porridge.

Zhao Chong saw that his leg was broken, so he inquired and learned that he had just broken it, but he couldn't help frowning when he didn't see the young man bandaging his leg. It turned out that the young man's leg was broken and he didn't know how to close the broken bones and fix them, and after the new bones grew, they couldn't connect with the original bones, and the legs were crooked. Zhao Chong asked people to find a branch, and the young man's leg bones were just right, and then tore off his clothes and tied the branches, and said to the young man, "If you break your arms and legs again in the future, you have to fix them just right, otherwise you will become a little cripple!" Haha......" After Zhao Chong finished speaking, he turned around and left.

Only the young man was left stunned, his eyes moist, no one in this life except his parents treated him like this, and he didn't know how to repay this kindness. After asking several people, he learned that Zhao Chong was Lord Taishou, and when his leg injury was healed, he enlisted in the army. But he couldn't see Zhao Chong for several months, but he didn't give up, looking forward to seeing Zhao Chong again one day. Zhao Chong patrolled the city one day, and saw the young man in the city, the young man was overjoyed, and told his gratitude to Zhao Chong.

Zhao Chong had forgotten the young man in front of him, but the young man said to Zhao Chong, "Thank you Taishou, otherwise I will become a little cripple, and I will not be able to join the Han army!" Zhao Chong only then remembered, but also delighted, inquired and learned that this young man was extremely hardworking and diligent, so he transferred in front of him to personally cultivate, but he only knew that the young man's surname was Hua, as soon as he saw the young man, he remembered the sentence "little cripple", so he simply called him Hua Xiaolame, and the young man was also very happy, his real name was so bad that no one called him......

There are not a few soldiers who have received Zhao Chong's favor like Hua Xiaolame, and Zhao Chong has long regarded them as brothers after many years of battlefield battles, seeing these Han soldiers die tragically in front of his eyes, his flesh and blood are blurred, Zhao Chong burst out with a beast-like howl, "Don't kill my brother again!" Kill my brother! Die! ”

Zhao Chong erupted in anger, and he had to be furious, and he was not as good as before. I saw Zhao Chong holding the long sword in his hand and slamming it forward, and with a move, the white rainbow was fierce and went straight to the Qiang people's hearts in front of him, and with a "bang", the sword blade was pulled out from the front of the man, and the man only snorted and fell to the ground.

Seeing that more than ten spears were stabbed by the Qiang soldiers, Zhao Chong swept past several spear tips with a meteor to catch the moon, only to hear "bang bang bang", and seven or eight spearheads had been cut off by Zhao Chong's sharp sword. Zhao Chong didn't stop, he immediately changed his move, and a Su Qin back sword resisted the spear stabbed behind him, pulled his left hand to his waist, and pulled out a golden knife.

But seeing Zhao Chong dancing a sword in his right hand and a knife in his left hand, fighting with more than 100 Qiang people in front of him without falling behind, he cut five or six people on the left side, and the long sword in his right hand also kept stabbing out, and stabbed three people in the chest, so the Qiang people were in a panic, and they didn't dare to go up and confront Zhao Chong.

Jia Ying looked at Zhao Chong so bravely behind the Qiang people, and frowned, "This person is a captain who protects Qiang, but he really has some skills, so difficult to deal with, I don't know how many soldiers will be lost......

"Good! This man is very much in my liking! The evil aura on his body is so strong! Boy, there are no less than 10,000 souls under this person, no, at least 30,000, otherwise he would not have condensed such a bad spirit! Hehe, this time it's really the right time, you take advantage of his dying, go up and get the gathering flag, phew, that broken pocket to put back the evil qi on his body while he is not dead! A blasphemy voice sounded in Dong Zhuo's head, and his voice was full of excitement.

"What!" Dong Zhuo had a bad heart, but he didn't dare to say it, he had been hiding behind the stone pile, and he had long been frightened by the bloody scene in front of him. Several times I didn't dare to open my eyes to look at the battle group in the distance, but I was afraid of being discovered, so I still opened my eyes a few times. He didn't even dare to look at it more, let alone rush to the front of the ten thousand army array, and then go to Zhao Chong's body to collect any evil qi.

Dong Zhuo knew that one of the purposes of this blasphemy was to collect this evil qi, but he didn't know what this evil qi was? And how to collect it? He had been concentrating on practicing before, and he didn't tell him.

"I said boy! You're still stupid and stunned what are you doing here, why don't you go quickly! As soon as this person died, the evil qi on his body quickly dissipated, and it disappeared in a few breaths! If you haven't yet, go quickly! "Blasphemy said.

"Master, what is this evil spirit? If you don't know anything about it, how can you collect it? Dong Zhuoshi didn't want to die like this, so he changed the topic and dragged it out. And the sound of killing on the battlefield shook the sky, and no one noticed that he talked to Yan Ming in a low voice.

"This evil qi means that once you kill someone, as cultivators, we kill the same rank or a higher rank...... You don't understand all that. In short, every time you kill someone, there will be a trace of extremely faint evil aura on your body, which ordinary people can't see. But the more people you kill, the thicker this evil qi will become, and this evil qi can barely be regarded as a kind of unrefined demonic qi...... What nonsense are you talking about, you just need to use the snake to walk to the side of Zhao Chong, and the teacher will use the demonic qi to receive the evil qi in the bag for you, you don't have to make a move! Just go! ”

"Master, the apprentice sees that this person's strength is not declining, and he will go back when he is really exhausted...... Don't be late ......" Dong Zhuo still delayed, his voice slurred.

"What you said is not unreasonable, the rise of this person killing, your demon layer is not a dish in front of such a person who has condensed so many evil spirits, you should be careful, your physical damage is also very bad for me, take a look at it......" Seeing Dong Zhuo's hesitation, he was also a little worried in his heart, and no longer urged, Dong Zhuo was also relieved in his heart, and watched the battle again.

Blasphemy originally wanted to use his demonic qi to restrain Blasphemy Ming and absorb the evil qi, but after all, he was still attached to Dong Zhuo's body, if Dong Zhuo rushed forward and was stupid, his hands and feet were sluggish, and he would inevitably be injured by the crazy Zhao Chong, then the gain would outweigh the loss.

Dong Zhuo saw that Zhao Chong was majestic, and the sword flew back and forth, like a dragon entering the sea, and after a while, it was like a tiger descending the mountain, and more than 100 Qiang soldiers had fallen under his feet. Dong Zhuo took a closer look, only to see a faint trace of black gas emerging in the heart of Zhao Chong's eyebrows, thinking that this was the evil qi that Ming was talking about. After practicing this Liuhe Demon Technique, his eyesight has doubled stronger, and he can see it.

The Qiang people have been killed by Zhao Chong, and they dare not move forward again. But I heard Zhao Chong yelling again and again, "Come on!" Come and kill me! Didn't you want my Zhao Chong's head! The sound was deafening, and no one among the Qiang dared to respond.

"Captain Zhao, it's really invincible. Admire, admire! Look at this! One of the Qiang people clapped his hands and said loudly, it was Jia Ying.

Zhao Chong looked in front of Jia Ying and couldn't help but be surprised. I saw dozens of Qiang soldiers tied one Han soldier with their backhands for each two, and another Qiang man put a knife on the neck of the Han soldier, but there were only more than 20 Han soldiers left. It turned out that Jia Ying took advantage of the Qiang soldiers to besiege Zhao Chong just now, and sent people to capture the remaining Han soldiers alive and bring them to him.

"Captain Zhao, you can let these Han soldiers go back below, but you have to be captured, how about it?" Jia Yingshi underestimated Zhao Chong's bravery, and thought that he could take down Zhao Chong's head by sacrificing dozens of people, but he didn't know that it would become such a situation, so he made this move to threaten Zhao Chong.

Sure enough, Zhao Chong lost the ferocious aura of Fang Cai, hesitated to bring the sword in his hand to his side, and asked, "Is this true?" ”

"It's true! What is the use of me killing more of these soldiers? But Captain Zhao, you have to think about it quickly, kill a Han soldier every time you check the number, if the captain agrees after I finish counting, it's too late! One! Jia Ying teased.

With a "out" sound, a Qiang soldier had already raised his knife and cut off the head of a Han soldier closest to Jia Ying.

"I promised!" Before Zhao Chong could finish his words, Dong Zhuo shouted in a blasphemous voice in his head, "Go!" Now is the time! ”