"Where is Zhao Ben, die quickly!"

The sound is like a bronze bell, the horse is like a dragon, and with a loud roar from Xiang Ji, the Wuqi people stood up and neighed to cheer for him.

Following this momentum, the coiling dragon halberd was also pulled out of the ground, the viscous plasma dripped down, and the extremely bright halberd tip sharpened by the sand and stone was covered with dark red blood marks in a moment, one by one very frightening.

"Kill the rebel, get a thousand gold, and seal ten thousand households, this person is already in front of him, what are you waiting for!!?"

Zhao Ben is not stupid, judging from the tragic situation that Yang Xiong failed to make a move just now, ten of him went up in vain.

General Qin rarely fights alone, so this kind of response is not a shame, even if the words just now were shouted by his own soldiers instead of his own order, the morale of the army is still undamaged.

However, after this reminder, many people were carried away by the "Marquis of Wanhu", and the blood poured into the pupils and noses and sprayed white gas, and they were eager to try it back and forth with a spear.

Zhao Ben hides his head and tail, Xiang Ji can still find him, a circle of personal soldiers is in a group, is there anyone else in the center of the deep armor? !

With a soft snap, Wu Qi ran slowly, Xiang Ji kept in his hands, picked up all kinds of wheels, corpses and other scattered heavy objects with his halberd, and smashed his head and face towards the tight small army formation.

At this time, those guys who were full of daughters and thousands of families could no longer hold back, in the face of a strong enemy with great bravery, some of them still had a trace of reason and spontaneously formed a formation, and some did not care about attacking or defending, for a while, the Qin army surged up like a tide, and it seemed that Xiang Ji was extremely lonely alone.

With the wave of Xiang Ji's halberd, his big sword fluttered very conspicuously, and in a sea of black clothes, the dark red was like ink dripping into clear water, not only did it dim a little, but quickly soaked in all directions.

It is easy to set off dark colors with light colors, but it is a little difficult to dye black into red, but Xiang Ji has done this, looking down from above, the halberd is like an old farmer's sickle in his hand, harvesting stubble by stubble, Qin Jun is like a crop beaten by frost, and the land gradually changes color.

At this time, Xiang Ji and Fan Xu had also been killed in front of the camp gate of the Qin people, the people outside desperately wanted to go in, and the people inside obeyed the military order to kill out.

When Zhao Ben saw this scene, he immediately felt that his heart was blocked, and he was not good at saying this situation, and the prepared move was held back by the other party before it was sent out, and it was strange that his heart was not blocked.

The chariot failed to play a role, the most basic foot soldier was cut off by others, and the threat of the close Xiang Ji made him realize for the first time that the rampage of the Chu army was actually a tactic, and it was very successful.

After a few thoughts, the personal soldiers around Zhao Ben began to change their formations, the small square circle formation limited the maneuver and was not conducive to the attack, but it was a first-class formation of the guard, and the spears and bows were closely linked, but it was somewhat similar to Yu Zhou's back battalion.

It is quite embarrassing to be single-handedly killed into the main formation and to focus on defense, but after seeing the corpses stacked on the ground, no one dares to underestimate Xiang Ji.

The Chu people are still martial, and the Qin people are also martial, but the two are also very different.

The martial arts of the Chu people have a kind of wildness from the green mountains and beautiful waters, natural and simple, just like their Ling Yin and Mo Ao's generations are almost all familiar with military affairs and will not divide the civil and military affairs in detail, and for example, several countries in the world, the number of swords of the Chu people is the largest, which has nothing to do with the status of the noble, only the words of music and light death.

In comparison, the martial arts of the Qin people are like the Qin crossbow, cold, standardized, and stubborn, especially after experiencing the encouragement and restraint of strict laws, they have the courage to fight in public and are cowardly in private fights, and the battlefield is like two people!

The collision of these two styles has lasted for hundreds of years, but today's battle was not a level of competition from the beginning, no matter how invulnerable Zhao Ben's square circle array was, it was doomed to be in vain when he encountered a guy like Xiang Ji who violated common sense.

The coiling dragon halberd cleared a circle of entanglers, the rough dragon body polished by iron sand had become sticky and slippery, and the long halberd snorted at will, and the long halberd once again entered the enemy line like a dragon fish entering the sea.

The soldiers are in the co-followers, and when one person is attacked, all the armies should work together to resist the enemy, but when the soldiers of Great Qin really stepped forward to help, they found that the enemy in front of them was not something that could be confronted.

The wrestling with each other, most of them ended with the Qin army being picked up or knocked down, and there was the kind of person who could be regarded as having the strength to carry it to the death, and suffered a loss on the blade, holding the broken spear Ge fiercely and slamming himself, revealing countless flaws for others to take advantage of......

Dozens of people couldn't help him, hundreds of people couldn't show their hands and feet, Zhao Ben saw that he was being peeled off layer by layer like a cabbage core, the look in his eyes was solemn and hopeless, but his hands held the hilt of the sword tighter and tighter.

Fang Yuan's defensive ability is indeed strong, after Xiang Ji defeated several peripheral Zhao Ben's own soldiers, before he could continue to advance, suddenly a few cold winds came towards him, and at the same time, the front hooves of the black horse stood high, and the intention of the battle that passed by was clear.

The cold arrows that shot at him were nothing, and he could deal with them with a backhand with a solid wrist armor, but the few long soldiers who cut at the legs of the black horses made Xiang Ji angry.

Before the horse's hooves landed, he fished the ground with his halberd, and the tip of the halberd hooked Changge's horizontal blade, and he didn't see much effort, just like ordinary people usually throw out of a thing, Changge drew an arc and flew far, far away, and behind the Qin people's shield array, there was immediately a panicked sound of falling to the ground.

After Xiang Ji finished doing this, the front hooves of the black horse stepped heavily on the ground, and with this momentum, he picked up the dragon halberd for half a circle, raised it above his head from the bottom up, and then, following the power of the war horse from top to bottom, the war halberd also smashed down......

People are the unique pride of the ages, the horse is the king who is hard to find, the unity of people and horses borrows from each other, who can stop this world!

"Boom-"

"Click——!"

"Knock ......"

The huge impact sound was like muffled thunder, the original rock-solid position was more like being struck by lightning, the wooden shield was shattered into several petals, the shield nose of the leather shield appeared soft after it was broken, and occasionally some double-arc shields wrapped in copper and iron, and the stepped arcs specially used to block the sword slashing were flattened......

The worst thing was the sergeant behind him, because no matter how badly damaged the sword and shield was, it was just a dead thing, but the living people with bone stubble coming out of their elbows were different, and the pain was desperate to imagine......

A gap that is not big or small is close at hand, and the Qin people's main formation has finally been broken.

Xiang Ji is heavy-eyed, not in a hurry, not arrogant or impatient.

Shocked by the blow he had just given, the Qin army actually forgot about the overlapping formation for a while, and many people involuntarily took a step back, dragging their seriously injured comrades on the ground to retreat.

After retreating for a while, the Qin people remembered the mountain-like military orders and stopped one after another, and Xiang Ji's tiger eyes swept over, causing many people to unconsciously avoid their sight.

They secretly looked at their comrades' injuries and the mess all over the ground out of the corner of their eyes, they frowned and pursed their lips when they heard all kinds of screams, Xiang Ji couldn't tell what these details meant, but he instinctively felt that the other party was terrified.

It is really helpless not to take advantage of the situation to attack it, because the blow just now is not good even if it is placed on Xiang Ji, and no matter how sharp the blade of the halberd is, it cannot be used like a famous sword that cuts gold and iron.

It's better to destroy those wooden shields and leather shields, and it can be effective by brute force alone, but a few bronze shields mixed with them really can't be faked, and the unique tower or double-arc shape is particularly strong in order to erect spears, and it is not easy to repel the same thing?

Xiang Ji did it, not only because of the sharp blade, but also because someone borrowed the power of the horse, plus the ability was not strong enough to make up, he just knocked the copper shield out, and even some of the copper shields had deep nicks on them, and the shield ears did not know where they went.

Perhaps sensing that something was wrong with its master, the black horse hissed and deterred, and when the order to advance came again from its abdomen, it opened its hooves and walked towards the Qin army like a tiger patrolling its own territory, without fear.

The men and horses marched again, and the black-clad sergeants made waves like stones thrown into a pond, and as the front waves pushed back the waves, they took a step back again, making Xiang Ji much more relaxed in front of them.

"Huh, how about we go back quickly?"

"Woo Yu-"

When the Qin people saw that the main general of the Chu army said something to their horses, they didn't hear it clearly, and they wouldn't understand it if they heard it clearly.

In a moment of hesitation, the black horse really flew up like a dark cloud, and its snow-white hooves were as light as catkins in spring, jumping over the heads of many Qin troops, carrying its master, stepping on the shield wall in one step, and the momentum was gone.

For war horses, stepping on the uncertain ground is like walking on a rugged mountain road, which makes them feel insecure, but between Wu Qi and Xiang Ji is not only a man and a horse, but also a comrade-in-arms who has grown up together.

To put it mildly, when it comes to the battlefield, the brothers may not be as reliable as the war horses, because the principle of not being in charge of the army always forces the commander to make difficult decisions, but the war horse will not ......

After they stepped on the shield wall, Xiang Ji became more cautious, every enemy came from under his feet, if one accidentally caused Wu Qi to drink hatred, he felt meaningless to slash Zhao Ben again, so the coiling dragon halberd stabbed more frequently, but whenever he saw a gap between the shields, a halberd went down to bring blood blisters first.

Stepping on people or stepping on people's lives, the speed is really much faster, according to Zhao Ben's title, there are only three hundred soldiers around him, and he was killed by Xiang Ji several times, and the whole army was wiped out, but it was impossible for them to stop Xiang Ji.

Seeing that the crimson was getting closer and closer to him, Xiang Ji's face became more and more hideous, and under the excitement, his face was red and his nose was rough, and the whole person was as unstoppable as a bull with hair and love.

"Qin thief, eat my halberd!"

"General, let's go——!"

The guards who were entrusted with their lives were very loyal, and the moment the halberd was pierced, there were five or six people blocking in front of Zhao Ben to block Xiang Ji.

Xiang Ji continued to stab hard without hesitation, and the blood splashed Zhao Ben's face after piercing the breath, and the blood arrows when the halberd was pulled out splashed all over the ground.

Stimulated by this, Zhao Ben's blood and qi surged, and his whole body was poured with force, and he held the bronze sword with both hands while Xiang Ji had not yet returned the move, and slashed it down with a loud roar.

"Traitor, take your life!"

One sits on a horse, the other stands in his chariot, the other holds a long soldier and a sword, and the other sword is about three feet short and concise, without the support of subtle moves, the latter is simply at a disadvantage.

Xiang Ji turned his head and took a look at it to know that this sword was not fatal, and from the perspective of length, Zhao Ben could at most use a sharp sword to cut at the hand that held the weapon.

Therefore, as soon as his right hand let go of his left hand and slid back, in an instant, the bronze sword slashed at the steel halberd body and brought countless sparks, and the piercing friction sound made people can't bear to shut up.

Xiang Ji kicked his foot, and the falling halberd body reappeared murderously and picked it up, and the unexpected move from the bottom up was about to make a contribution, how could he think that a few more people came out of the oblique stab, and he was stunned to protect Zhao Ben with his body as a shield, and as the leather armor was torn in half, the worst one flowed his internal organs on the spot......

"Piff! Death! ”

The shouting outside never stopped, Xiang Ji exhausted his last patience, he didn't specifically target Zhao Ben this time, but he held the dragon tail with the long halberd in his hand, and swept it around with a circle from the top of his head.

The bones and tendons smashed by the halberd body were broken, the blood from the tip of the halberd flowed all over the ground, and the long soldiers of more than one zhang swept around, creating a vacuum area of more than three zhang, leaving only him and General Jiangyuan.

After snorting, Xiang Ji suddenly changed his mind, and when the halberd was handed out again, the precise left sleeve went into the right sleeve and went out, hanging Zhao Ben on it like a scarecrow, which looked ridiculous.

Then, Xiang Ji picked up the Qin army commander with a halberd in one hand, shook his prey back and forth twice to show off, and then knocked off the horse's belly and walked out slowly.

After being captured, Zhao Ben was a little dizzy and didn't react for a while, after feeling the cold halberd body, he calmed down a lot, and the wound on his back that was cut by the twig was hot and painful, but he still couldn't catch up with the pain in his heart.

Even if you are the master, you will be captured alive, how can you tolerate such a humiliating way?!

His hands can't move, his feet don't touch the ground, and he can still use one mouth left, but he doesn't dare to scold, because the more noisy it is, the more eye-catching it is, and the blow to the morale of the army is too great!

Maybe...... The battle outside the camp is in full swing, and the Chu army will be defeated in the next moment? After all, they had no one to command, and the main general ran to charge......

Even if the Chu army is not defeated, and the tens of thousands of Qin troops under his command find themselves captured a little later, it is good to hold on for a moment longer, and if a quarter of an hour is more, there will be more Chu people who need to pay for their blood and lives, which can be regarded as a chat to relieve hatred......

"Qin General Yang Xiong is dead, Zhao Ben has surrendered, what are you waiting for to continue to fight! Put down your blades, and this general will spare you a way out! ”

"Lay down the blade—"

"Blade—"

The short four words were like being cast from copper and iron, and the bells kept ringing in Zhao Ben's heart, and he closed his two eyes, accompanied by a whimper like a trapped beast, and slid down two tear stains.

After noticing that the surroundings were getting quieter and quieter, a bad guess arose in his heart, if this guess was true, then the scope of quiet was getting bigger and bigger, which made Zhao Ben, who was the chief general of the first army, have a hard time.

has eyes, closed and dare not open to see, has ears, but can't hear the most deserving sound of soldiers, has a nose, smells all the blood under his command, has a mouth, it should be over......

……

With a strange "grunt" sound in the sob, Xiang Ji looked at the people strung on the halberd.

I saw countless blood blisters suddenly popping out of Zhao Ben's mouth as if he didn't want money, and as soon as his brows were furrowed, he saw an object covered in saliva and blood rushing over, and after dodging it, countless vague insults accompanied by more blood blisters came out of the mouth of the Qin army general......

……