"Keep shooting!" The Tartar soldiers under the city shouted, "There are few of them left!" ”

A violent rain of arrows made Xiao Han unable to raise his head, but just retreated. When the www.biquge.info looked up again, most of the soldiers in the city were injured and had no strength to resist.

"Set up a ladder!" At this time, Xiao Han's ears were only the shouts of the Tartar soldiers when they quickly landed in the city, and the crisp and slightly chilly sound of weapons colliding on the city wall.

"They're building improvised ladders!" , Xiao Han was shocked. Indeed, now that the defenders of the city are few in number, and most of them have lost their ability to resist, it would be a good idea to shoot arrows fiercely under the city first, and then quickly attack the city with a simple ladder.

"What should I do?" , Xiao Han's feet were nailed in place, and he didn't dare to lean on the edge of the city wall, but at this moment, he had to make a decision immediately, but now Xiao Han was only half-squatting there to avoid being shot and injured.

"Oh no, the Tartars have stopped shooting arrows, they're about to come up!" , Xiao Han's brain was blank, and he had never been so overwhelmed in his life. At this moment, the images of those soldiers just now before they surrendered and died continued to echo in their minds.

"Your Excellency... Don't let the brothers... Sent to death again, he... They are at home..."...

"Listen, all the soldiers, follow me... To the south gate... Rush! Xiao Han ran down the city wall with everyone in a panic, his heart was a little numb at this moment, and he rushed to the south gate, can it be regarded as retreat? Not running away? It's just that I don't have the courage to say it.

At this very moment, the Tartars had already ascended the city, and were frantically chasing after them.

The screams of several slow-running injuries before being killed in the back were getting farther and farther, and Xiao Han didn't even have the courage to look back, was he a coward now? I don't even know myself anymore.

Entering the city, Xiao Han did encounter Tartar soldiers who rushed from different directions. It's just that there aren't a lot of them.

Xiao Han changed into a war horse and galloped with the wind, and that ambition was slowly awakened. With the speed of galloping, Xiao Han overturned the two Tartar soldiers wielding knives in front of the war horse with a spear.

Then, Xiao Han took a bow and arrows, and the arrows were not missing. Shot down three Tartars at once.

"Hurry up, go to the south gate...", Xiao Han shouted loudly to the back while killing the enemy. He couldn't let these few soldiers die anymore, and he couldn't let all his brothers who died with him die here.

"Poof", blood splashed, and a Tartar soldier cut off the leg of the war horse that Xiao Han was riding with a knife, and the war horse neighed and slammed on the ground. A layer of dust was shaken. Xiao Han reacted quickly, rolled on the spot, bounced off the ground at once, kicked over the Tartar soldier in front of him, and then immediately inserted a shot into the Tartar soldier's body.

"Whoosh", a sharp arrow grazed Xiao Han's ear, Xiao Han didn't have time to think about it, and hurriedly took two steps back to the side.

That's when it happened. The two Tartar soldiers rushed over with their swords shouting at Xiao Han. Xiao Han had already taken off the gun at this time, and it was too late to pull it off the dead body. He had to bend down to dodge the Tartar's saber and pick up a blood-stained knife from the ground. With the knife in his hand, Xiao Han killed the Tartar soldier who rushed in front of him.

The other Tartar soldier was agile, and quickly turned behind Xiao Han and stabbed Xiao Han in the back. Fortunately, Xiao Han has armor to protect himself. Although the armor was cut and there were some flesh wounds, it was fine. Xiao Han sensed the pain, his eyes widened angrily, and he turned around with a knife. It thrust into the Tartar's lower abdomen until it was out of control.

Another arrow, this time Xiao Han was not lucky enough to dodge it, and shot directly into his left leg. Xiao Han shouted, plus he had lost too much strength from the battle just now, and he couldn't support it at the moment, so he knelt directly on the ground.

"My lord...", several Ming soldiers who rushed over hurriedly helped Xiao Han up.

However, he said that Xiao Han really cared for the soldiers and took care of his subordinates on weekdays, so many soldiers were willing to work for him, which was also a secret for his Liangzhou army to maintain a high combat effectiveness.

"My lord, you ride this horse first...", they gave the only remaining war horse to Xiao Han.

"What are you going to do?" , Xiao Han has long since lost the shelf of the main general at this time. After this big battle, they are already brothers in Xiao Han's eyes, and they are no longer subordinates.

"My lord, don't be verbose, your leg is injured...", the two Ming soldiers didn't have time to explain more, and hurriedly helped Xiao Han to the horse.

"There are a few more there...", a group of Tartar soldiers found Xiao Han and these people and immediately rushed over.

"My lord, let's go...", a Ming soldier hurriedly patted the war horse that Xiao Han was riding, and the war horse was in pain, and immediately pulled its hooves and neighed away.

"Quick... Don't let that one run away...", several Tartar soldiers hurriedly mounted arrows behind them.

Two Ming soldiers who were close rushed over and fought with the two Tartars to prevent them from firing arrows.

"Whoosh...", and the other Tartars shot arrows with their bows.

The soldier who was close to Xiao Han hurriedly jumped up, blocked the swift arrow, and fell backwards heavily.

Xiao Han heard the voice, and when he looked back, he saw the soldier's body with arrow feathers flying in the air.

"Drive!" , Xiao Han wanted to turn the horse around, but he still stopped himself. If you go back, won't these brothers die in vain?

A few tears of the man floated in the air, "Brothers, I'm sorry for you, I already knew... No reinforcements coming, I should... I'll get you out of town earlier..."

The remaining Ming soldiers were surrounded by the Tartar regiments that arrived later, and they couldn't escape if they wanted to.

There is no choice but to fight hard, and you have to pull a cushion on your back when you die. With this in mind, several Ming soldiers frantically rushed towards the soldiers facing them.

For a while, the flesh and blood flew sideways, and the two Ming soldiers were cut to pieces by random knives, and fell straight on the solid ground, still holding the knife handle tightly in their hands, refusing to let go. Next to them were four Tartar soldiers, also covered in wounds.

"Are you afraid?" , The two Ming soldiers were back to back, leaning together, panting heavily, and swallowing with some difficulty, and they could both feel the violent tremors coming from each other's bodies at this moment.

"Kill!" , a soldier took the lead in grabbing the front, and the opposite Tartar was a knife.

"Ahh , several scimitars were thrust into his body.

The soldier spat out a mouthful of blood and squirted the eyes of a nearby Tartar soldier shut. The soldier saw this opportunity, and with the last strength of his body, slashed at the Tartar soldier.

"Enough Ben!" The soldier laughed and dragged down the Tartar soldier who had been stabbed, "Finally... There's... Pad..."

Before he finished speaking, he was chopped into meat by several Tartar soldiers.

The only remaining Ming soldier roared and spun in circles, his eyes wide and bloodshot. Both of his arms were wounded, blood was pouring out, and his hand holding the knife was shaking.

The Tartar soldiers were also shocked by these desperate Ming soldiers, and no one dared to rush forward, for fear that they would become the "outlaws" in front of them if they acted rashly. Little by little, they narrowed the encirclement.

"Ahh , the Tartar soldiers raised their knives together and slashed at the Ming soldier who could no longer see fear in his eyes. He still wanted to swing his knife and slash a few horizontally, but at this time there was no chance and no strength.

He didn't even have a chance to scream, and his head was cut off. The blood-spurting head rolled to the ground, its eyes wide open, as if to tell of the unwillingness not to kill one more Tartar.

said that at this time, Xiao Han finally escaped from Liangzhou City at the risk of death, but at this time, his state of mind was worse than death. A few of the many soldiers in the city escaped alive, and I'm afraid most of them have died in Huangquan!

Thinking of the Ming soldiers who desperately defended themselves and escaped, Xiao Han couldn't help but feel sad: "Oh my God, how many Ming athletes have lost their lives like this..."

"Qiu Luan!" , Xiao Han seemed to think of something, his eyes became fierce and cold, "If you don't send rescuers, I won't let you go!" (To be continued.) )