The battlefield is still in full swing, Yang Shihou's death only caused a sensation within a certain range, and the battlefield spread for more than ten miles, and it is impossible for everyone to know, especially the cavalry who are fighting with each other. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Wang Jin carried the knife and quickly killed the Liang army in front, the knife was fierce, and naturally it was necessary to open and close. However, Wang Jin's knife went sideways, specifically aiming at the enemy's weakness, unlike Li Yingxiong's hard fight with others.

Suddenly, a soldier in chain mail came from the opposite side, and it seemed that the position was also above the head. With his hair scattered and his face covered with blood, he picked up a big knife and slashed at Wang Jin.

Wang Jin had no choice but to take it hard, and a huge force passed from the knife to his arm, almost taking the knife out of his hand. Seeing that he was unable to fight the enemy, Wang Jin fought and retreated, and that person seemed to recognize Wang Jin, and chased Wang Jin step by step.

Another knife, this knife at a sharp angle, went straight to the king's door. Wang Jin lifted the knife to block, and his body squatted down, sure enough, the knife was very powerful, and the person's body leaned forward a little, if it wasn't for squatting, it was very likely that Wang Jin would even be overturned with a knife to the ground.

The knife in his hand had already been taken off in order to prevent his arm from being impacted, and Wang Jin rolled on the spot and dodged the follow-up knife.

"Good knife technique!" Life and death are in between, Wang Jin actually praised the other party's sword technique, the man was stunned for a moment, and then sneered: "Go and die!" ”

Wang Jin naturally couldn't be killed, and at this time, he suddenly approached his body, and a dagger appeared in his hand, which was held by the assassin of the Han Wei faction, and he kept it, but he didn't expect to use it today.

Wang Jin's posture was very awkward, almost rolling on the ground, the dagger pierced into the man's lower body, and Wang Jin quickly broke away. The poison on the dagger is not so strong anymore, but there are still some.

The dagger was hit in the lower body, and the severe pain made the man throw away the knife, and he fell to the ground and rolled again, and his mouth let out a scream that was not like a human voice, but for a moment, the poison had paralyzed his whole body, and then he was killed.

…………

On the battlefield, the two sides were still tied, although the Hedong army gradually began to counterattack, but the early defeat was too miserable, and even the Yi'er army also suffered heavy casualties. Wang Jin's five hundred soldiers had already been scattered everywhere, and he could only see Li Yingxiong who was still fighting on the side.

Wang Jin also knew that he couldn't stay here for a long time, so he had to find another place with a lot of troops in Hedong. "Deputy Dutou Li, I'm here to help you!" Wang Jin looked at one person and shouted at Li Yingxiong, who was three people.

Li Yingxiong opened the knife that the three of them had chopped up and shouted: "Happy, really happy, okay, Wang Dutou came to accompany a certain family and hacked these Liang thieves to death!"

Li Yingxiong is an out-and-out war maniac, and fighting on the battlefield has made him as comfortable as a fish in water.

Wang Jin raised his knife and put it on, and the two worked together to kill the three men in no time.

"The Liang army is defeated, the Liang army is defeated, brothers, chase it!" The form on the battlefield is always so ever-changing, not long ago, the Hedong Army, which was still a mess of scattered sand, released Buddha like divine help, and also began a Jedi counterattack, rushing towards the Liang army desperately.

"The King of Jin will win, and the Hedong Army will win!" Wang Jinyi was excited and shouted slogans, driving the entire battlefield to be filled with shouts of victory for the Hedong Army.

In this battle, the Hedong Army won a miserable victory, if it weren't for the killing of Yang Shihou, which caused the Liang army to be in turmoil, it is difficult to say who won and who lost.

The pursuit and fighting continued until evening, when the Liang army retreated into the city and closed its doors. The Hedong Army also withdrew its troops for rest because of the heavy casualties.

…………

Wounded and sick in the camp.

Wang Jin, as the head of the capital, after cleaning up the battlefield with the miscellaneous soldiers in front, entered the wounded camp to find out if there were any soldiers from the right battalion, many people didn't know him very well, so he also took a Li Yingxiong with him.

As soon as he entered the camp, Wang Jin was stunned by the scene in front of him, countless soldiers with missing arms and legs were lying on the bed and humming, and a person near the door of the camp tent had his stomach broken open by a sharp weapon, his intestines were all cut out, and blood was spit out of his mouth, and he was hopeless.

But he was still struggling, blistering with blood in his mouth, as if to say something.

Wang Jin leaned down and put his ear to his mouth, "Brother, what other last words do you have?" ”

"I don't want to die, save... Help me, I want to... Think... Back to Jinyang. ”

In this era, medical care has nothing to do with soldiers who have received knife and gun wounds, and this kind of intestines can only be put aside and wait for death, and those with minor injuries are the key.

Wang Jin had no choice, but he couldn't think of anything to comfort him, life and death are always the most uncomfortable things, and everyone will have infinite nostalgia for life.

"Put... I... The money for my mother, who lives in... In the end, the soldier still did not say where his mother lived, and the severe injuries, coupled with the severe blood loss, made him die with a pale face, and his eyes were not closed, and he looked at the roof of the wounded camp in a daze.

Wang Jin stretched out his hand and closed his eyes, and when the miscellaneous soldiers saw that the man was dead, they immediately carried him away and brought in another person.

It turned out to be Xu Liang, he was shot in the arm and foot and calf by an arrow, but it was not too serious.

"Xu Liang, how are you, is there anything wrong?" Wang Jin kept asking.

"It's okay, I can't die, my life is hard, and Lord Yama won't accept it. Ahem! Xu Liang was very optimistic, but his eyes were a little lonely.

"Dutou, all of our team members are dead, and so are the ten generals."

Wang Jin bowed his head and was silent, looking at the injuries in the camp, he was a little uncomfortable. The herbs in the army can only heal some small wounds, and they cannot guarantee that they will be saved, the wounds are trivial, and the high fever caused by infection is the big thing.

Not to mention ancient times, even during the anti-Japanese period, I don't know how many soldiers died without this high fever, but penicillin is not here.

"You have a good rest, take care to protect the wound from getting dirty, I'll go see the other brothers!" Wang Jin whispered to Xu Liang.

Li Yingxiong is obviously used to seeing this kind of life and death parting, his face does not look unusual, and people who don't care about their own lives will not cherish other people's lives.

However, since Wang Jin saved his life on the battlefield, Li Yingxiong has been quite good to Wang Jin, and there is no longer the same kind of lifting bar along the way.

"Dutou, I've seen it, there are no soldiers from our right battalion here, I'm afraid it's ......" Li Yingxiong stopped when he wanted to speak.

Wang Jin knew what he wanted to say, but he didn't believe that all the five hundred people were dead, there must be still people who were alive, but they were just scattered.

"Let's go!" Wang Jin was a little disappointed, even the excitement of killing Yang Shihou disappeared without a trace.

After the war, the camp was in shambles, there was chaos everywhere, and the miscellaneous soldiers were constantly carrying the wounded into the camp and the dead out.

The hard day was finally over, and the night generals could smell blood even in the camp. Since ancient times, the north has been a place where heroes compete for hegemony, I don't know how many heroes and heroes, soldiers and civilians are buried here, and the dead souls here may not be able to find their way home, because the constant war disturbs the peace here.

"Is it Wang Jin Wang's capital?" Wang Jin was sighing that he was about to succeed, and the voice in his ears called himself.

"It's me!"

"General Zhou has invited Wang Dutou to the tent!"

Wang Jin's heart became excited, the haze just now was swept away, he knew that his opportunity had come!