A handful of blood exuding heat struck his face, flowing into the helmet along the gap in his noodle pocket, wet, indescribably sticky, it was Wu Jun's giant axe slashed into the chest of his comrades beside him, splashing blood, the scream and the sound of broken bones and broken internal organs, devouring Zhou Xiaoquan's reason.

Taking advantage of the other party's axe retraction, the red-eyed Zhou Xiaoquan shouted and slashed with a knife, wanting to split the other party into two pieces. Before his knife touched the opponent's armor, he was blocked by Wu Jun beside the opponent with his knife, and no matter how hard Zhou Xiaoquan tried, he couldn't cut it.

The crazy Zhou Xiaoquan moved quickly, he kicked the Wu Jun down, followed up and stabbed the horizontal knife, and stabbed the tip into the opponent's chest, the Wu Jun's body flicked up head and tail, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of Lao Gao, hitting Zhou Xiaoquan's face and blindfolding him.

Zhou Xiaoquan, who lost his sight, pulled out a horizontal knife and slashed hard in front of him, wanting to stop Wu Jun in front of him from taking advantage of the situation to kill him, the blade touched a hard object several times, making a crisp sound of metal collision, Zhou Xiaoquan suddenly felt a chill in his waist, and then a hot pain surrounded him.

"Dutou!"

"Dutou!"

Zhou Xiaoquan heard the comrades beside him shouting.

Zhou Xiaoquan gritted his teeth and didn't let himself scream, but the rapidly passing power in his body made his heartbeat accelerate suddenly, and a chill that was so frightened that he was suffocating rose from the soles of his feet and rushed to his brain in an instant. Before he could move, a gust of wind suddenly hit, and when Zhou Xiaoquan realized something, the gust of wind had already reached his brain.

There was a "bang", a dull sound exploded in my ears, it was the sound of a sharp weapon hitting a shield. Immediately afterwards, Zhou Xiaoquan felt that his body was pulled back by the force behind him, and in the noise, the people next to him were shouting: "Protect the head!" ”

The left hand holding his waist was slimy, Zhou Xiaoquan knew that it was the blood in his body, and he roared loudly to keep his voice still full of power, "I'm fine, Hugh is panicking, stabilize your position!" ”

Wiping off the blood in front of his eyes, Zhou Xiaoquan finally regained his vision, although it was still very blurry, he could see things, but his eyeballs were very sore, and he was desperately trying to prevent him from opening his eyes, and his eyes were covered with a layer of blood mist, and he couldn't see anyone. The moment he opened his eyes, the first thing that caught his eye was the back of his comrades who were struggling to fight, the shield hand was stabbed in the calf by Wu Jun and was struggling to fall, Zhou Xiaoquan couldn't see his appearance, he could only see in the cracks of the people who were shining through the light, countless Wu sabers and guns were beckoning to him.

"Straight sissy thief!" Zhou Xiaoquan struggled to move forward, but his feet suddenly became weak and he almost fell to the ground.

The comrades beside him were busy supporting him, and someone was quickly bandaging the wound on his waist, "It's all heads, the mouth is big, and the blood is flowing a lot, you rest first, slow down, let's take it!" ”

Zhou Xiaoquan gritted his teeth, but he also knew that this was helpless. Seeing that the military formation was still complete, he had to agree first.

After resting for a while, he was about to get up and fight again, when suddenly a sergeant covered in blood rushed over, it was Ma Huaiyuan's herald. Seeing this herald, Zhou Xiaoquan's heart sank, the battlefield fights, there is no place that is not a place of life and death, the herald is mostly drums, gongs, flags, horns, few heralds come in person, and whenever this happens, it means that the lord will have a heavy order.

The reason why the heavy order came out was only because the situation was very special.

The herald found Zhou Xiaoquan and roared almost against his face: "Zhou Dutou, the general asked you, if you can't hold this section!" If you really can't keep it, he will guard it himself! If you can still fight, don't pretend to be dead! ”

Zhou Xiaoquan was sprayed with spittle, and he was so ashamed that he had to grit his teeth and swallow it in his stomach, "Tell the general that Zhou Xiaoquan can hold it!" ”

The herald straightened up, saluted him, and when he had finished his salute, without saying a word, he turned and left.

Zhou Xiaoquan clenched the horizontal knife and looked around, everywhere was the figure of the enemy and my soldiers fighting, in the beacon fire and wolf smoke, people kept falling, and they couldn't get up anymore, countless soldiers screamed or shouted, and the voices were drowned in the sound of battle, like splashing water. Blood and black blood flowed into pools of blood, isolated from each other and connected together, scattered armor banners like lifeless weeds, corpses trampled and writhing unconsciously, and lost their appearance.

This section of the pontoon bridge was under extremely great pressure, and the Wu army surged up in waves, like an endless tide of ironclad beasts, going forward and tirelessly. The buildings, sails, and masts of the ships of the Wu Kingdom are like mountains and forests, densely packed with endless ends, like a music that cannot be played endlessly.

The eyes stained by blood were extraordinarily red and strange, and they also looked more violent, hideous, and terrifying, making it impossible to look at them directly, Zhou Xiaoquan twisted his knife and his comrades rushed to the Wu soldiers in front of him, struggling to wave the blade in his hand, and used all his strength to fight with it.

In the sound of the collision of knives and knives, the enemy and our armor fell one after another, the blood was like boiling water in a pot, and they couldn't wait to fly out of the body, and the rumbling war drums overwhelmed everything, like the burning grass at the bottom of the pot, prompting them to boil until they died.

The sunlight was separated from the sky by wolf smoke, and the silk light from the blood and fire was bright and dazzling, beautiful, and they were sprinkled on Zhou Xiaoquan's armor and blades, roaring and trembling with him, fighting and bleeding together.

The knives and guns wielded in the red recruitment, and the jumping figure of the armor soldier, made Zhou Xiaoquan seem to return to the time when he was in the military fort of Daoshuigou.

Time passes, the years are silent, the plum blossoms fall, and the snow is traceless. On the threshold of the military fort, Zhou Leaky sat on the railing, knocking on the old smoking gun, and the afternoon sun reflected his squinting expression in a particularly leisurely and lazy manner. A burst of cheers came, Zhou Leaky turned his head, and saw Zhou Xiaoquan's shooting skills, full of relief and pride, ripples on his wrinkled face, making people see at a glance that he was missing two front teeth.

Zhou Xiaoquan walked in front of Zhou Leaky with a cold face, and his head did not deviate, and the other party's slightly flattering smile only received a disdainful cold snort.

In the blink of an eye, the city was in flames, the Khitan elite cavalry raided and entered, the military fort of Daoshuigou was surrounded by regiments, and the crazy barbarians rushed up to the military fort like a tide, and more than a dozen military soldiers responded to the battle in a hurry. In the face of the menacing barbarians, the companions who used to get along day and night died one after another, and he saw that the tall black bull was cut into the neck by the barbarian's knife, and the man who was usually silent and looked a little stupid rolled down the hill with two barbarians.

The eldest brother died in battle, the second brother died in battle, and finally even his father died in battle. The reason why Zhou Xiaoquan did not die was because the father he despised and even hated the most held up a world for him in the fire. A military fort buried a family of three, this is the fate of Zhou Xiaoquan and the fate of the old Zhou family.

Zhou Leaky Wind said, I can't answer you why you are fighting, but I can tell you why you died.

From Jizhou to Fuzhou, thousands of miles have migrated, places have changed, companions have changed, enemies have changed, the only thing that has not changed is the never-ending war, which is a non-stop fight. Zhou Xiaoquan didn't know why he was fighting, but he could die here with peace of mind.

He swung his sword, forward, swung his knife again, and then forwarded, Wu Jun fell in front of him, and more and more blood flowed from his body. But his eyes are firm, his body is straight, his steps are steady, he will not stop for a moment, and he will not take a step back.

Zhou Leaky said that the border army of the Tang Dynasty is the eternal enemy of the Khitan barbarians.

It was that person who allowed their border troops with a sad fate to take revenge, so that Lu Long's tens of thousands of border troops did not fight in vain, and also allowed Zhou Leaky to turn a blind eye. For that person, he Zhou Xiaoquan can die here

Looking from the water wall, the battle on the pontoon bridge can be seen, not only that, but the mobilization of the ships of the Wu State, Ma Huaiyuan can also see it clearly. The battle has lasted for two hours, because the Wu army wants to destroy the pontoon bridge and cut the relationship between the chains, there are many swords and axes, and there are also a lot of fierce fire oil, under such a battle, the proportion of mutilated corpses has increased greatly, the blackened wooden planks and hulls are densely scattered everywhere, and the pontoon bridge has become a human purgatory, and the Wu army's offensive still shows no signs of slowing down.

Ma Xiaodao ran up quickly, "Zhou Xiaoquan is dying, do you want to replace him?" ”

Ma Huaiyuan didn't say a word, as if he hadn't heard Ma Xiaodao's words, but not showing his attitude was an attitude in itself, and Ma Huaiyuan's meaning was already obvious.

Ma Xiaodao was in a hurry, and he roared loudly: "Ma Huaiyuan, are you blind?" Can't you see, if you don't let Zhou Xiaoquan take a breath, he and his subordinates will all have to die on the bridge! ”

"Shut up!" Ma Huaiyuan's strong and majestic body is like a mountain.

"Ma Huaiyuan!"

"Horse knife!"

Ma Huaiyuan turned his head, his face was grim, and he stared at Ma Xiaodao, "You should be clear, but anyone who goes to the battlefield will die!" Not only him Zhou Xiaoquan, but also you Ma Xiaodao, and my Ma Huaiyuan! In the first battle in the north that year, more than half of the 5,000 soldiers of my Jizhou army were killed and wounded, how many people have seen Jizhou City, but they can't enter the city gate, have you forgotten? ! ”

Ma Xiaodao was stunned and speechless.

"But he is the only person left in the pouring ditch, his old Zhou family is a four-class soldier, and three have been killed in battle" When he said this, Ma Xiaodao's eyes were red, and his voice trembled a little.

Ma Huaiyuan looked at the battlefield, so cold that he didn't seem to have flesh and blood, "Ma Xiaodao, you remember for me that in war, there is only the overall situation of victory and defeat, and there is no personal life and death." He took a deep breath and pointed at Wu Guoshui, "Tell me, how many troops does the Wu army have?" ”

"More than 10,000 people!"

"What is the geometry of our army?"

"Three thousand."

"So tell me now, how can 3,000 people defeat 10,000 people?" Ma Huaiyuan turned around and looked at Ma Xiaodao, until the other party lowered his head, and then looked at the battlefield again, "This pontoon bridge, where Zhou Xiaoquan is guarding, is one of the strongest areas of the Wu army's offensive, if Zhou Xiaoquan is replaced, who can hold this line of defense for him?" With a momentum like a tiger, he must hold on! ”

Ma Xiaodao was speechless.

Just as he was lonely and walked away, Ma Huaiyuan's emotionless voice sounded again, "In another hour, if the offensive of the Wu army is still not slow, you will lead the formation and fill Zhou Xiaoquan's position!" ”

Ma Xiaodao looked up in astonishment, his eyes full of horror

On Wu Guolou's boat, staring at the tragic battle on the pontoon, Chai Zaiyong's face was not good-looking.

Zhou Zong sighed on the side: "I heard that the Fuzhou army has rarely fought in recent years, and most of the soldiers are people who have not been in battle, at first I thought that with the elite of our Wu army, it will be able to be defeated with one blow, but I never thought that this Fuzhou army was so brave, facing my Wu army several times, fighting for half a day, and there was no decline." ”

This is a suspicion of scolding Sang Kui, praising the bravery of the Fuzhou army on the surface, but in fact, accusing Chai Zai of being ineffective in combat, Chai Zai using a horse for a lifetime, rarely defeated, and being highly respected wherever he goes, when he has received such a bird spirit, his face suddenly fell, and he said coldly: "Don't worry about it, if it is a division that is several times more elite, the lion fights the rabbit and cannot defeat the enemy, what face does it have in the world?" This pontoon bridge will definitely be taken today! ”

Zhou Zong smiled, and bent down to salute again, "With the general's words, a big victory can be expected, and the younger generation is very happy!" ”

Chai snorted coldly, unwilling to say more to Zhou Zong, turned around and entered the house, and went to study and arrange tactics in person

Killing a group of Wu Jun in front of him, Zhou Xiaoquan bowed his body and kept gasping, he felt as if his whole body was on fire, everywhere was not painful, especially his arms, which were no different from grilling on the stove, he was so painful that he had menstruation when he moved, and his throat was even more every time he breathed, as if it was going to tear, and the horizontal knife became extremely heavy, of course he knew that this was the result of his body being overwhelmed.

However, as soon as he thought of the herald's words, he couldn't bear to stop, the old Zhou family couldn't afford to lose this person!

"Kill!" Zhou Xiaoquan roared in a dumb voice and took the lead to meet a group of Wu soldiers who had just boarded the pontoon bridge.

After killing this group of Wu troops, Zhou Xiaoquan felt that the world was spinning, and he was already unstable on his feet, and the comrades beside him died one after another, and there were only five or six people who were still following him. Just as he was searching for the enemy army everywhere, he suddenly heard a cheer, "The Wu army has retreated!" ”

Wu Jun retreated?

Did you finally hold on?

Zhou Xiaoquan was no longer able to stand up, fell to the ground on his back, laughed out loud, and was extremely happy, "Ma Huaiyuan on the dog day, if you don't change Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu still keeps it, fuck your mother's straight thief!" ”

After a short cheer, under the greetings of the commander, the head of the capital, and the team leader, the Fuzhou army on the pontoon bridge began to bandage the wounds, treat the wounded, and repair the battlefield. Zhou Xiaoquan and five or six people beside him supported each other and repaired each other's wounds, and several of them had the joy of the rest of their lives.

Looking at these five or six blood-filled faces, Zhou Xiaoquan felt a heartfelt cordiality and tacit understanding, some of them were his subordinates, and some were not, he wanted to ask the names of the two people he didn't know, but Feng San's dying face suddenly flashed in his mind, and his heart twitched slightly, so he stopped this thought.

A moment later, Ma Huaiyuan sent an order for Zhou Xiaoquan to meet.

Ma Huaiyuan saw Zhou Xiaoquan, who finally breathed a sigh of relief and his face was a little lighter, "Zhou Dutou, the evil battle is right, but you plan to rest?" ”

"If there is a rotation of comrades, you can rest, if not, you can fight again!" Zhou Xiaoquan hugged his fists.

"Good!" Ma Huaiyuan nodded, "Originally, you would indeed be replaced to rest for a while, but your commander has already died in battle, and the general will now temporarily appoint you as the commander of your department, which means that you have to continue to participate in the war!" ”

Zhou Xiaoquan was awe-inspiring, there was no second word, only to receive orders.

Ma Huaiyuan motioned to Zhou Xiaoquan to look at the Wu army's naval division, and then said: "The Wu army's temporary retreat is not overwhelmed, but in the eyes of the general, it is to accumulate strength and fight again, so the next period will definitely be more intense than Fang Cai." ”

"After a fierce battle, the soldiers know the blood and fire, they are no longer new pawns, and they can fight fiercely!" Zhou Xiaoquan said.

"That's true." Ma Huaiyuan pointed to Zhou Xiaoquan's defense area, "The location of your department is in the center of the pontoon bridge, and it will be the place where the pressure is greatest. After that, his expression was solemn, "Answering the general, Commander Zhou, can he successfully hold the gate of the pontoon bridge?" ”

Zhou Xiaoquan looked at the center of the pontoon, half loud, and actually smiled, "Success is not certain, but Chengren is determined." ”