Father shook the spear and stabbed forward without any fancy - Gao Zhong felt that even if he practiced for another ten years, he might not be able to match this blow, because this blow was so perfect, the strength, angle, and speed were impeccable, and this shot seemed to grow out of the enemy's body, and there was no room for dodge or resistance!

One of the armoured soldiers took the shot, the cold head of the spear piercing through his heart, coming out of the other end of his body, and then retracting with lightning speed. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

He was about to slash and slash, but as if he felt that all the strength of his body had been drained, he looked around with confused eyes, found nothing, looked down again, and found that blood was spurting from his chest, drawing a picture on the ground, he nodded in relief, cursed angrily, and then fell to the ground.

He could no longer kill, and his father deprived him of the right to kill.

He was like a great judge, pronouncing the death sentence of the slaughterer.

In the blink of an eye, the two fierce armor soldiers fell to the ground, which greatly boosted the morale of the strong men, Gao Zhong saw his father raise his spear high, and said something in a loud voice, and then the strong men shouted peace, obviously very excited, very excited. Gao Zhong didn't know what his father said, but he believed that no matter what his father said, it would have such an effect, because he was such a person, he was like a banner, tall, mighty and trustworthy, always leading the soldiers to fight bravely!

His father led the men to the place where the battle was most intense, he shouted and roared, his face stained red with the blood from the Jurchen wounds, but he didn't mind, just wiped it lightly with his hand, and then bravely rushed forward again.

He took out the gun, the gun was like a dragon, pierced the throat of a Jurchen, he shook the gun, and the person was bounced away, he ran a few steps closer, rushed forward, one shoulder against a soldier, and then held the big gun with both hands, and stabbed it down!

"Wow!" Gao Pet can imagine the feeling of blood gushing out like a fountain, this feeling is really amazing, it is even happier than eating pork during the New Year! He clenched his hands, his face flushed, fantasized that he was his father, knocked down an enemy at once, and then stabbed a Jurchen with a big gun, poked a big blood hole in his body, and then watched the blood water come out like a fountain!

It's so exciting!

My father knew how to conserve his strength, and he swept it out of the corner of his eye, and found that there were no enemies around him for the time being, so he breathed slightly, and then stepped on the chest of the Jurchen with his foot and pulled out the big gun. There is also a reason for not stepping on the face, this is not that the father wants to respect the Jurchens who died in battle, if you say respect, these robbers do not deserve any respect, this is only done because there is a lot of blood on the face, it is easy to slip, and slipping on the battlefield is a fatal mistake, the enemy can condescendingly assassinate you, and the comrades are likely to step on you!

The father pulled out the big gun and roared loudly, which was not necessary, but he had to keep making a sound to prove to the psychologically fragile strong men that he was still alive, otherwise they would probably think that his father was killed in battle, and he would be easily killed by the enemy!

There are a few strong men gathered around my father, all of them are my father's subordinates, they have trained with my father for a period of time, and they often have a fight with Gao Zhong, although the martial arts cannot be compared with their father and son, but after all, they are much better than ordinary croppers. They seemed to have been killed and dispersed just now, and now listening to their father's roar, they gathered together, some of them had group cards, some had short knives, some had bows and arrows, and the combination was a small mandarin duck array, and they had a little self-preservation power in this chaotic battlefield.

Gao Zhong breathed a sigh of relief, temporarily shifted his gaze from his father, and observed the form of the battlefield.

The Jurchens did not send all their strength in the first place, they had about thirty cavalrymen, and these people were watching from afar, laughing loudly at each other, and did not take the Han Er seriously. This is also understandable, they only used seventy people against more than two hundred strong men, so they still have a faint upper hand, and of course they can observe the form leisurely. And they actually have a mission, they will suddenly attack when the strong men show their fatigue, and completely crush the last fighting will of the strong men with the most fierce charge, and then the rest is another victory to chase the north and chase the north.

"I'm not going to let this happen!" Gao Pet gritted his teeth and thought secretly.

The form of the strong men is very unfavorable, although the father as the arrow forms a prominence, but many strong men do not know how to keep up, they just blindly find the closest person to themselves to fight - this is normal, people who have not been on the battlefield do not know what the battlefield is like, they will only kill the nearest enemy to themselves, and they do not know how to cooperate with their comrades. Experienced veterans, on the other hand, will cunningly observe the situation on the battlefield, predict the enemy's weak links, and then poke into the enemy's heart like a sharp knife to deal the biggest blow to the enemy!

He sighed, these strong men were too immature.

He saw with his own eyes a strong man with a spear in his hand, about to stab a flawed enemy, but his brother was cut to the ground by the enemy.

At this time, anyone with battlefield experience would choose to kill the enemy in front of him first and then think about other things, but he hesitated.

On the battlefield, a hesitation is a life.

The soldier who came back after picking up a life did not hesitate, he got up from the ground, took advantage of the rush to send the knife into the stomach of the strong man, and then quickly stood up and continued today's killing.

And Zhuang Ding's brother was not saved, he was trampled on the ground like a Jurchen dog, and a knife was hit in the chest.

He struggled in vain and died.

Gao Zhong looked at the corpse of the strong man sadly, this strong man may have wanted to save his brother, but what he did hurt himself and his brother.

It's not his fault, he doesn't know what the battlefield is like, he hasn't even used a knife or gun before, how can he blame him?

Da Ming, Da Ming! Do you just let your people suffer so much, and endure the ravages of the Jurchens like this? Gao pet shouted in his heart!

If you don't care so much about our lives, why should we give you your life!

Your old Zhu family is also from a farmer, why are you so ruthless!

Gao Pet thought so, but found that the opposite riding formation moved, and they slowly lined up into a cone, which was the formation that broke the formation, and the impact was the strongest.

The enemy is about to move.

Gao Zhong began to urge the horses, the enemy did not move, he did not move, and now that the enemy has made a move, he is also ready to fight.

Together with my father, I fought side by side, although I died, I was still glorious! (To be continued.) )