In the second round of bloody battles, Xu Huang's right leg was cut, and Han Lie was also stabbed in the abdomen with a blade, although they were not fatal injuries, but after the two bloody battles, most of the physical strength of the two was consumed, and there were still a hundred yellow turban swords at the entrance of the village.

When Han Lie swung his knife to kill the last enemy soldier, Xu Huang, who was leaning back to the battle, also put away his knife and turned around.

"Brother Gongming, can you still hold on?" Facing the high-spirited Han Lie, Xu Huang was also deeply infected, and nodded resolutely: "You can still fight." ”

"Okay, then today our brothers will live and die together." Han Lie laughed out loud and shouted.

"Live and die together." Xu Huang met Han Lie's gaze and laughed loudly.

A hundred dead soldiers were killed by two people, and at this moment, the leader of the Yellow Turban Broadsword Soldiers who led the team outside the deserted village also realized that he had encountered a master, but this time he was in a hurry, and they all came lightly and lightly, and they didn't bring bows and arrows at all, but bows and arrows were not what they were good at.

As dead soldiers, they have always had only one belief, and that is to slay all the enemies in front of them, and destroy any opponent who dares to resist.

And in fact, these dead soldiers, in Hedong County, did kill any enemy who stood in front of them under the broadsword, and even after several battles, he captured four cities, and it was the first time he saw his subordinates, with more than fifty dead and wounded.

But in such a deserted village, two people, two knives, actually killed a hundred of his subordinates, at this moment his heart was dripping blood, a pair of eyes were red, and now he had only one thought in his heart, that is, to crush these two people, and use the heads of these two people to sacrifice those disciples who sacrificed for the Holy Religion.

"Kill!" A roar of rage emanated from his abdomen.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

The hundred Yellow Turban swordsmen on horseback waved the big knives in their hands, got off their horses with neat steps, and rushed towards the entrance of the village step by step.

To say that Han Lie and their luck are really good, if they were not blocked in this deserted village, but in a plain, even a master like Han Lie and Xu Huang would not have the power to resist except for escaping.

The reason is very simple, that is, the charging formation of two hundred horsemen, which is not at all a flesh and blood can be blocked, but this deserted village, located in the middle of the mountainside with dangerous terrain, the village is on top and bottom, and there is only one path into the village, which is not conducive to the charge of a large number of men and horses, let alone the cavalry charge, otherwise those yellow turban swords will not be used, and every time they launch an offensive, they will be killed with more horses.

At this moment, the leader of the Yellow Turban Broadsword Soldiers, who was in a hurry, saw that his subordinates had lost more than half, and once again exposed his low military level, that is, they rushed up to kill him.

If the person who would command this army was Han Lie, he would definitely not continue the attack, but would choose to continue the siege, and inform the reinforcements to come with bows and crossbows, or use smoke and fire to burn this village on the mountain.

And swarming to kill the village like this is terrifying, but it is likely to produce a situation where 1,000 enemies are killed and 800 are damaged.

Han Lie, who reached out and tore off the corner of his robe, when he bandaged the wound on his waist, he saw that those Yellow Turban Broadsword soldiers who were not afraid of death launched a charge again, and without the slightest hesitation, he immediately picked up the big knife on the ground.

"Brother Ziyang, what does this mean?" Seeing this, Xu Huang dragged his injured leg and picked up the big knife and asked.

"We don't have bows and arrows in our hands, but we can throw broadswords, and isn't it the best target for the enemy to rush at such a swarm?" Han Lie picked up more than a dozen broadswords in a row, rushed to the stone rock at the entrance of the village with one arrow, picked up a broadsword, and threw it towards the Yellow Turban Broadsword Formation, which was already only thirty paces away.

The broadsword that flew out, like an arrow from a string, carried the momentum of a violent wind, directly through the body of one of the enemy soldiers who rushed at the front, and then passed through the second enemy soldier, until it shot into the body of the third enemy soldier before stopping.

It was definitely not an accident to shoot three enemy soldiers with one sword, first of all, it was naturally the power of Han Lie's condescending throwing increased, and secondly, the enemy's formation was dense and crowded with each other, which caused a situation of three kills with one sword.

"Good throwing knives." Xu Huang praised him, grabbed a big knife he picked up, learned Han Lie's movements, and threw the big knife in his hand, although Xu Huang's strength was not small, but his target was much smaller, and the big knife that flew out only scratched the left shoulder of an enemy soldier and was blocked.

"Brother Gongming, you can rest for a while, and watch me kill the enemy." Throwing throwing knives, Han Lie is handy, in his previous life, as a special operations soldier, not only has amazing marksmanship, but also first-class skills, he also has a stunt, that is, flying knives, three-inch knives, he has always had twelve in his belt, and within fifty meters, he can almost do a hundred shots.

Although there is no knife now, but the big knife is also handy, this is not blink an eye, he has thrown three big knives, just like that, six enemy soldiers have died under his knife.

Although the flying knives thrown in Han Lie's hands were powerful, they still couldn't stop these dead soldiers, and when Han Lie threw the seventh big knife, the Yellow Turban knife soldier who used his body as a human wall also killed Han Lie with a big knife.

"Brother Gongming, you guard my back." Xu Huang's left leg was injured, his actions were restricted, and his combat effectiveness decreased significantly, in order to take care of Xu Huang, Han Lie chose to fight back-to-back, so that he could not only take care of Xu Huang, but also let go of it, without worrying about being attacked from behind.

"Ziyang rest assured." Xu Huang waved the big knife in his hand and replied in a deep voice.

"Kill!" The slogan of the Yellow Turban Broadsword Soldier roared out neatly, and the big knife in his hand kept cutting down, and Han Lie, who was trapped in it, was in the focus of attack all the time, no matter where the long knife in his hand killed the enemy soldiers, those Yellow Turban Broadsword soldiers would not avoid it, and even in order to hinder Han Lie's moves, they actually used their bodies to meet the big knife stabbed by Han Lie.

Coupled with the fact that he had been fighting for a long time, Han Lie's physical strength was now almost consumed, and at this time, his outstretched hand was much slower in terms of agility and reaction, which was not as good as an enemy soldier who was pierced through his body by his big knife, but when he only had one breath left, he stretched out his hands and tightly grasped Han Lie's big knife, and Han Lie, who had no time to draw out the big knife for a while, abandoned the knife, but at the same time encountered six big knives and slashed down in the air.

"Dead open." Han Lie, who roared angrily, quickly pulled out the seven-star treasure knife on his leg and swung it out in an arc, only to hear the sound of iron and iron, although he blocked this fatal blow, but the knife from the oblique stab still tightened Han Lie's left leg.

The sound of the big knife piercing into the flesh made Han Lie's expression condense, but the seven-star treasure knife in his hand slashed across the opponent's neck without the slightest stop, splashing his face with a wave of hot blood.

"Kill!" Before he had time to catch his breath, the enemy soldiers who filled up the upper part of the room swung their blades and slashed at them, attacking wave after wave, even if a master like Han Lie was at the point of exhaustion.

And Xu Huang, who was in charge of his back, would also fall into a Jedi, and more than a dozen big knives would slash like a wave, even if one was blocked, the second one would be killed, and the second one would be immediately filled.

At this moment, it was not only the Yellow Turban Sword Soldier who was red-eyed, but Han Lie and Xu Huang were also red-eyed, they were now like a puppet, repeatedly waving the knife in their hands, and only a piece of flesh and blood was left in front of them, with stumps and broken arms, and even intestines involved, as if they were in hell on earth.

"I can't fall, I can't fall......" In the bloody battle, Han Lie was completely supported by a faith, and the wounds on his body were also increasing, the most dangerous knife directly slashed from the corner of his left eye, although he dodged it in time, but the knife still slashed the side of his face next to his ear and cheek, and cut a two-inch-long wound.

Just as Han Lie swung out the Seven-Star Treasure Knife and slashed an enemy soldier again, he suddenly felt a chill behind his back, and the sharp blade cut into the flesh and blood senses, making his body stagnate, and at the same time, out of the corner of his eye, he saw Xu Huang's figure slowly falling.

"Dead open!" Han Lie roared angrily, and the seven-star treasure knife in his hand turned into a meteor and threw it into the chest of the enemy soldier who was about to swing the knife and stab at the fallen Xu Huang.

"Goo-goo!" Just as Han Lie rolled sideways on the ground, there were bursts of strange harrier cries from the direction of the sky, and at the moment when this cry sounded, those enemy soldiers who were originally not afraid of death suddenly withdrew their big knives in their hands and retreated like a tide.

"Brother Gongming, Brother Gongming." Although Han Lie, who fell to the ground, was surprised by the sudden retreat of the enemy soldiers, when he got up, he immediately threw himself in front of Xu Huang, who was lying in the corpse, and reached out to hug Xu Huang's shoulders, who were like bloody people, in his arms.