The crazy fighting on the grassland began in the second half of the night and continued to fight until dawn, when the sky began to light up slightly, and everyone was still fighting.

The Tang people fought very hard, now there are less than 1,000 people who can fight, and the Xue Yantuo people are also very bitter, originally thought of a sneak attack, but the sneak attack turned into a strong attack, and the result was that the strong attack has not been done for so long, they are very anxious, because they know that Li Jing is not there, they must have gone to attack their camp.

Moreover, now it is clear that they still have the upper hand, and they can fight at least more than two thousand people, but they feel as if they are at a disadvantage, and the Datang people are like candles in the wind that may be blown out at any time, and the result is that they have not been extinguished, and they have been falling in one breath, and such a high-intensity oppression has not crushed them.

The most hateful thing is the guy who sings with a spear and everyone, although he can't understand what he sings, but he feels very shocking, and the most hated thing on the battlefield is this kind of demagogic guy.

Therefore, the people of Xue Yantuo were angry with each other, and they rushed towards Cheng Huailiang, Cheng Huailiang suddenly felt a surge of pressure, and the people of Xue Yantuo rushed over him like a tide, making people feel suffocated.

The red cherry gun in Cheng Huailiang's hand is now red all over his body, and the blood of the enemy is all over the body, I don't know what material this gun is made of, Cheng Huailiang didn't figure it out, although the gun body is so slippery, but Cheng Huailiang didn't find a little discomfort when he held him.

The red cherry spear comes and goes like a ghost and is unpredictable, Cheng Huailiang's combat skills refined in battle are more and more biased towards the art of killing, he always stabs at angles you can't imagine and makes you unstoppable.

Cheng Huailiang was covered in blood all over his body, and he was dancing with a spear like a demon who had rushed out of hell, looking at the burning fire was terrifying, but the Tang men didn't feel a little scared when they saw him, but because of him, the circle that protected the injured did not collapse in a precarious situation.

As long as Cheng Huailiang is still there and still killing the enemy, that is the belief in their hearts, and if Cheng Huailiang does not fall, their belief will not collapse.

At the beginning, the whole camp was full of fighting sounds, but now slowly only the wounded are still fighting, and the rest of the places are either killed, or they are slowly transferred over, and they are killing the enemy side by side with Cheng Huailiang. Cheng Huailiang has completely killed the demon, and there is no other consciousness in his heart now, just keep killing! Kill! Kill! Kill all the beasts in front of you, only by killing them, your brothers, comrades-in-arms, and wounded brothers can you be saved.

He can't and doesn't dare to think about when Li Jing will come back, for the coach, victory is the ultimate goal, as for how many people die, it is just a few flags lost for them.

Cheng Huailiang kept stabbing at the Xue Yantuo people who rushed over with red eyes, or picking, or splitting, or stabbing, Chi Ying sang a song of death in his hands as if he was alive, of course, there are so many enemies, Cheng Huailiang can't kill it alone, the hunter and the thief are hiding behind him, especially the hunter, it's too yin, it's natural for hunters to catch prey, when he sees someone who has fallen to the ground and is not breathing or injured and fell to the ground, he relied on his strong explosive power to rush up and stab one to death with a sword, and then turned around and ran, Like a thief, the two of them took turns to go up and stab those who were wounded but did not die.

Xue Yantuo's hatred for the hunter Xue Yongcheng and the thief is second only to Cheng Huailiang, because the two of them killed more people than Cheng Huailiang, Cheng Huailiang hurt the enemy more, and killed directly instead of a lot, these two people are different, one sword and one sword, like mowing grass, it makes people's teeth itch, and they want to kill them several times, but the hunter They slipped away quickly and were not caught by the tail.

The big man and the macho man are together, that is also an invincible existence, the two maces swept left and right, few people dared to approach them, that thing was so big after all, and it was basically either injured or killed if you rubbed a little bit casually.

The only normal thing is the old cigarette butts, they don't drink much difference from ordinary people, but after so many battles, they are a little more experienced, and the efficiency of killing is a little higher, and at the same time, after a long period of oppressive training in the process of Huailiang, now the endurance is also very good, although everyone is injured, but it can be supported for the time being.

Now for them, they just need to persevere, and when Li Jing rushes back, the winner should be able to be divided by then, but can they hold on until that time?

Cheng Huailiang has no bottom in his heart, but he can't show it, he doesn't know his influence on other people, but he knows his influence on his own little fire man, if he is not confident, the brothers will not have the ability to fight anymore, everyone is holding their breath, if it is vented, then this war will be over.

Cheng Huailiang felt that he was so tired and tired, high-intensity battles, two games yesterday and one today, he didn't rest well halfway, and his physical strength had begun to be overdrawn, but there was no way he kept pressing his teeth and insisting, and he didn't even find that the sky was completely bright, in his heart, he either fell down by himself, or he won the final victory, all the people were at the end of the crossbow, they were all holding on, even if they might die in Huangquan the next moment, but no one was afraid, no one chose to surrender, Because it was their brothers lying behind them, they did not dare or want to watch their brothers die on the spot.

Even if it is as fierce as a big man and a macho man, they are all gasping for breath, the mace is not moving, they picked up a knife on the ground and slashed hard, the hunter is tired like a hunting dog, the sneak attack on the enemy is not as fast as at the beginning, every sneak attack has to test the powerful explosive power to sneak attack, once a little tired, the sneak attack people came back and the action was too slow, and the buttocks were stabbed, and it seems that the next few days will not be able to sleep.

Old cigarette butts They are now standing completely back to back, standing alone and feeling tired, Cheng Huailiang repelled the enemy in front of him, looking at the appearance of his brothers, his heart was full of bitterness, is life going to end like this? It's a pity for my good brothers.

"If there is an afterlife, I will definitely be a brother with you! Would you like to? Cheng Huailiang raised his spear and shouted loudly.

"I will definitely be a brother with you in the next life, it's too happy to be a brother with you!" The big one roared first.

"I must be a brother with you in the next life, and it is not wrong to know you in this life, but I met too late, and the wonderful life is gone at the beginning, but it is happy." The hunter, who usually doesn't talk much, actually said such a sensational sentence, and in the middle of speaking, he attacked and killed a person in a lightning attack. What is it called a hunter, it will be called the god of obscenity in the future!

"Be brothers in the next life!"

"Be brothers again in the next life!"

"Be brothers again in the next life!"

At the beginning, they were yelling at the old cigarette butts, and then all the Tang men who were still fighting followed suit, and finally even the wounded also roared.

Cheng Huailiang burst into tears with excitement, even if he died today, he would not have much regret in this life, but the only thing he might be sorry for was Lanling, but Lanling was still young, time should make her forget everything, Cheng Huailiang thought silently.

"Kill !!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Cheng Huailiang raised his spear and roared, then pounced, no longer defending, and took the initiative to attack.

The others saw Cheng Huailiang pounce out, and suddenly felt as if their whole bodies were full of strength and rushed towards the enemy in front of them, and now there is no point in defending, there is no physical strength to fight again, and they can kill one more.

The originally tired people suddenly rushed out as if they had drunk medicine, and Xue Yantuo didn't check it for a while, and there were casualties in an instant.