Gao Zhong doesn't have any energy to pay attention to the life and death of others, he must be responsible for his own life. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

He can't die, and if he dies, the teenagers who have lost their leadership will collapse in an instant.

He roared like a lion king, and like his own father, he let the boys know that he was still leading them in a bloody battle.

As long as I am alive, I will lead you to kill the Tartars and lead you to victory!

A cavalryman rushed at him with a shout, and this cavalryman was holding an iron bone in his hand, a weapon forged from pig iron, made of eight pieces of pig iron, and a wooden handle made of willow wood, about three feet long. The good iron of the Jurchens is used to build weapons, and even iron armor is rarely equipped, generally cotton armor and chain mail, in terms of sturdiness, this pig iron weapon naturally cannot be compared with the Ming army. But this iron bone duo does not rely on the blade to kill the enemy at all, its huge weight has infinite power under the amazing strength of the Jurchens, as long as it hits it, it will break the bones and tendons.

The cavalry was close, and he could not speed up his horse because of the low speed of his comrades, so he was at a disadvantage in the face of the high favor who was sprinting quickly. But this brave Jurchen didn't care about this at all, his eyes were red, and he shouted words that no one could understand, and he picked up the heavy iron bones and hit them.

The huge iron head of the iron bone slashed through the air in a solemn arc, and slashed towards the high pet face door!

If it is solid, I am afraid that Gao Pet's head will be knocked into a rotten watermelon!

Gao Pet rode on a horse and galloped at high speed, and his body was motionless!

"Why hasn't he hid yet?" Gao Zhong looked at his opponent's face with a hint of suspicion, and he could almost hear his doubts.

Gao Zhong smiled coldly, you are still far from this battlefield gunnery!

After killing two enemies in a row, his self-confidence skyrocketed, and he no longer had the fear and lack of confidence he had at the beginning.

Killing is the best soil for self-confidence!

"Boom!"

With a muffled sound, Gao Zhong held the iron bone with his spear, and gently turned the barrel of the gun, followed by a tooth-souring sound, and the heavy iron head slid uncontrollably to the side, and could no longer pose any threat to Gao Chong. This time, he used skill, so he didn't spend much effort, and this is also a secret method for battlefield warriors to capture the flag.

The head of the spear cut a graceful arc in the air, accurately hitting the throat of the Jurchen. The head of the spear is not round, but diamond-shaped with two blades, which must be polished every day, and can be used to shave, let alone killed on a high-speed charging horse!

Gao Zhong had a subtle grasp of his weapon, and he felt the head of the spear sink about an inch into the flesh of the Jurchen's throat.

Enough, for killing a person, an inch is enough to cut his trachea.

Collect the gun like lightning, roar at the pet, and move on!

Maybe it's a lot of effort to scream every time you kill someone, but Gao Pet fell in love with this feeling, and this roar kept reminding him that he was releasing and killing, and winning!

Listen to my roar today, thousands of troops and horses are shocked by the world!

He stabbed two more horsemen to death in a clash of horses, and as he watched the former invincible cavalry fall to the ground in front of him, he had an almost unreal feeling: Did I really do all this?

I, Gao Pet, the son of a hundred households in Chengzibao, a sixteen-year-old boy, killed five or six Jurchens who were as fierce as jackals and as brave as tigers and leopards!

Is the enemy too weak, or am I too strong?

Gao Chong didn't bother to think about it, he looked left and right, he had already led people to kill through the enemy formation, and when he looked back, there were only sixteen or seventeen people left in the enemy!

Whether I'm too strong or you're too weak, since the master can kill you, don't think about going back alive!

Leave them all to the master!

Gao Zhong looked at the sons behind him again, there were still more than twenty people left, and nearly a third of them had already died in the formation. Look at the surviving teenagers, some of them have injured arms, and they can't hold iron knives and steel swords at all, as long as they change to their left hand, of course, the left hand is not conducive to action, but Gao Zhong has no doubt that if necessary, these teenagers will pounce on the horse and fight with the enemy! Some of them were shot in the chest, and this wound that should have been certain to die only aroused the ferocity of these teenagers even more, their eyes were red, their teeth were clenched, and they seemed to be enduring great pain, but they never cried out for bitterness, and they would never say that they did not want to fight again! Some of them had their shoulders shattered by the iron bones, and one only had to look at their sunken shoulders to know what kind of suffering they were enduring themselves!

However, none of them complained of bitterness, none of them complained of pain, their eyes burned at Gao Pet, at their leader, at their eldest brother!

Take us into battle, lead us to kill thieves, lead us to pursue the glory of life!

Gao Pet heard it, heard their silent shouts!

Okay, in that case, let's go together!

Gao Zhong raised his spear high, the communication between men does not need pale language, the spear he held high is the best statement, and his majestic battle spirit is the best battle cry.

He rushed out, and the spear that Ning couldn't bend was the best depiction of the Liaodong Han'er!

Han'er is not a slave!

The enemy is afraid, the enemy is afraid! These invincible soldiers who crisscrossed Liaodong, these warriors who followed the strong tribal leaders to kill Liaodong, Mongolia, and the Ming Dynasty were afraid, and these folk legends in which Ru Mao drank blood, killed people like hemp, had a thick waist and ten circumferences, and could run horses with arms was afraid, and they were afraid of a group of children whose hair did not grow!

They lost their morale first, were forced to slow down by a group of children, lost the cavalry battle, were killed by nearly half of them, and now they have to face a second round of charge!

It stands to reason that the horsepower of the teenagers is already insufficient, which can be seen from the speed of their horses that have obviously slowed down, and the horsepower of the Jurchens is still there, and they can launch a round of counter-charge, if they fight beautifully, they may not be able to turn defeat into victory.

But they have been killed and broken, and they dare not fight again, and they dare not face it head-on!

The teenagers shouted and charged forward, they had even surpassed the high favorites - in this case, they could no longer form a sharp arrow formation, they no longer needed a sharp arrow formation, they only had to rush forward, and they could completely crush this group of fearless soldiers!

A Houjin officer roared loudly, he was a white-armored soldier, and the bulging armor on his body proved that he was wearing at least two heavy armors, which could not have been seriously injured as long as it was not equipped with a weapon like a cavalry spear or a blunt weapon such as an iron bone duo. He is now holding his riding gun high and shouting loudly the Jurchen words, this muttering words Gao Zhong can't understand, he probably calls on the soldiers to fight hard, but he won't understand that it is impossible for this group of lost dogs to win!

Today is not your day, today belongs to me, to my father, and to this Liaodong Han'er!

The Jurchen cavalry barely formed a two-row cavalry formation in depth, and they shouted to meet them, waving their weapons in their hands, looking very powerful. Their stature is more than a circle larger than that of the teenagers, and the war horses under their crotches are also stronger, and it seems that the combat effectiveness of the two is simply incomparable.

However, their eyes were cowardly, flickering, and suspicious, and they only spent less than half of their minds on accelerating, but used the rest of their energy to observe the movements of their comrades around them, and used them to find opportunities to escape without being discovered.

They have no fighting spirit.

And the teenagers are not, there is no life in their eyes, there is no death, they fight for killing, they fight for protection, although their swords are not good enough, although their armor is not strong enough, although their horses are not strong enough, but they have the will to fight for the sword, and the determination to be the armor.

This sword of war will benefit everything; This armor of determination is firm in everything.

Even if it is strong in steel, it is no match for my flesh and blood!

Gao Chong suddenly thought of Yue Jiajun's slogan: "You have a chain of horses, I have a hemp knife; You have the Golden Vulture Technique, and I have Grandpa Yue; You have a mace, I have a heavenly spirit cover"! The ambition and war spirit in this is not the best portrayal of the current battlefield!

It's close, it's close!

Gao Zhong was caught in the middle of the teenagers and charged, his eyes were condensed, he didn't look at the comrades around him, and he didn't look at the many enemies in front of him. Not looking at his comrades, it was he who knew that there would always be people covering his flanks, unless they were all dead; He doesn't look at the enemy because he can only kill one person at a time.

Shoot a man first and shoot a horse first, and capture a thief first and capture the king first!

Gao Chong's eyes were firmly fixed on the Houjin officer who was holding a spear.

That's you!

Officer Houjin also saw Gao Chong, Gao Chong's tall stature and powerful martial arts skills were undoubtedly the most eye-catching among the teenagers, and he grinned, revealing his big teeth with gaps. Then, he unscrewed his riding gun and beckoned to Gao Pet.

Come, gun to gun, king to king,

Riding guns and poking, life and death are intertwined.

It's a man's romance!

Gao Pet's mood is not wavering, his world has no color, no time, no space, only the enemy's body and a long spear in his hand.

It's close, it's close!

The two armies were only thirty paces apart!

Suddenly, there was a sudden uproar from the enemy, and the cavalry on either side suddenly bypassed the flanks, avoiding the boys' advances. This is definitely not a tactic to attack the enemy's two flanks, the cavalry is a detachment of soldiers, if the formation is broken, these cavalry will immediately become a guerrilla and scatter, and will not be able to make any contribution to the battle situation.

Therefore, the only reasonable explanation is that they are already afraid, so afraid that they dare not fight head-on, but will scatter and flee!

Gao Chong was pleasantly surprised, but he didn't move, because the Houjin officer in front of him had already been killed.

This officer is indeed brave, even if his comrades flee, even if he is alone, he must resolutely and resolutely fight into the enemy formation.

Even if you die, you have to die in the enemy's ranks.

The spear stabbed at him, and the head of the steel spear exuded a cold glow in the air, like a little cold star rushing quickly, and like a sharp arrow off the string. Gao Zhong took out the gun, and this gun was extremely accurate on the inside of the incoming gun.

With a single click, the two spears collided, bursting with infinite sparks, and then the spear went off course.

In a duel between spear masters, even the slightest mistake can lead to death, let alone a deviation from the course.

The high pet rode his spear and struck the enemy in the throat.

The gun in the hand of the Houjin officer fell to the ground, and at the moment when the two horses were wrong, Gao Zhong saw him stretch out his hand and touch his throat, as if he felt a little incredible, and was defeated by a teenager. He looked at Gao Zhong again, and seemed to see his eyes, the determined and resolute eyes, and then showed a trace of understanding, and stared to death. (To be continued.) )