Wang Xiangru and Jiang Feng have been in the army for some years, and they have participated in a lot of battles, but they have never seen such a tragic battle. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Ma Chao took the lead, holding a deformed weapon in his hand. The horse pole sat not far away with his head bowed, and he was also covered in blood. His hands were trembling, and he could no longer bend his bow and arrows.

Between the two armies, dead bodies took up the entire space.

"Come on, kill me if you have one!"

Li Ci'an knew that he could not retreat at this time, he saw that the army of the Southern Song Dynasty was coming down from the foot of the mountain, and he had already received news from twenty people, this time the Song army was an alliance. If it weren't for this battle, Li Ci'an would never have imagined that hundreds of people could really be one person as the core and unite to face an army of 10,000 people.

In this battle, Li Ci'an could not retreat, the black-clothed army was the strongest army in Western Xia, and without one, they could not retreat because of this. The drums of war rang out, and the black-clad army delivered its final assault.

They can only help, the Zhuge crossbow that they rely on for survival has long been exhausted, and they only have the spear in their hands left, because there are too many confrontations, the head of the spear has long been deformed, dull like a wooden stick.

There was another charge, and more and more people from the Flying Tiger Army died, Ma Chao was still like a tiger, but the black-clothed army surrounded him like flies.

Finally, a spear penetrated the belly of the horse pole, the horse pole's eyes became dim, and the little trumpet roared, knocking down the soldier who was seriously injured the horse pole, but he was stabbed to death by the random gun, he vomited blood foam, looked up at the sky, and his eyes began to blur, as if he saw the scene of the Shenyu team practicing together, laughing together, and drinking together in another world.

"Brothers, I'm coming!"

Li Ci'an protects himself very well, he knows that the Flying Tigers have a lot of marksmen, and he always has shields around him. Seeing that even the horse pole fell in a pool of blood, Li Ci'an finally breathed a sigh of relief. Although today's battle was fierce, what the Jin people couldn't do, he Li Ci'an did.

Ma Pole was lying on the ground, his spirit became blurred, and now it was no longer the realm where he could stand up by gritting his teeth, he was already tired, and he was so seriously injured, Ma Pole himself estimated that he would not live long.

The bow and arrow were already on the side, and he saw the corpse of a Jin country man next to him, so he tried his best to crawl towards the Jin country person's body, thinking that maybe the pills they ate could make him have combat effectiveness again.

Sure enough, Ma Pole found the elixir, and he was about to eat it, but he was caught by a hand.

"My dream is to surpass the skinny boss, if this continues, I will die in battle sooner or later, fulfill me!"

It was Dazi who spoke, although he said this, he snatched the pill in the hand of the horse pole with force, and Dazi swallowed the pill directly, and he felt the power surging up.

Tatsuko threw away the spear and made a bow and arrow shape with both hands.

With a bang, the shield soldiers in front of Li Ci'an, as if they had been knocked over by a siege engine, the defense line firmly formed became fragmented, and Ma Chao, who was fighting, seized this opportunity, and threw the deformed weapon in his hand.

With a snort, this weapon penetrated Li Ci'an's chest, Li Ci'an had an unbelievable look in his eyes, he used his last breath to organize shield soldiers and surround himself, Li Ci'an died, but his last order before he died was not to let the battle stop no matter what. The drums of war are to be beaten until the end of the battle. (To be continued.) )