Chapter 41: The Spirit of War (Part II)
"Fuck, we're real soldiers!"
Huang Xiang's personal guard captain widened his eyes, shook off the tears from the corners of his eyes, and roared: "We are a group of soldiers who think that we are the boss and I am the second, aren't we usually very dragged?" Aren't they all awesome, very two hundred and five? Why do you have to rely on a group of recruits who have just enlisted in the army, have no training, and don't even have all the weapons to protect you, it's a shame!! ”
The eyes of all the members of the pro-guard team around Huang Xiang were red, and they stopped breathing heavily.
Huang Xiang reined in his horse and shouted: "Hiss Zhao Lei, don't be rash, you can't fight the enemy, go quickly!" ”
"Let's go?" Zhao Lei laughed wildly: "Where are we going?" A large group of us follow you, and the end result is that no one can leave! Everyone dismounted and left the horses to the general, so that the general and the seriously wounded brothers could escape from the pursuit of the Qiang knights! ”
Midnight, Evil Lai and Jiang Shang were all tied to the horse's back with ropes, Zhao Lei knelt in front of Huang Xiang and hissed: "Big brother, let me call you big brother one last time!" It has been twelve years since I fought on the battlefield with you, and this is the first time that my little brother has violated your orders, but don't blame me or scold me, because this is also the last time my little brother has violated your orders! I also want to learn what the child in Luofeng Village said, please run away immediately, and you must avenge your brothers in the future! ”
"Big brother, please take care!" Zhao Lei was already in tears at this moment, and he hissed: "Please be worshiped by my brother!" ”
"Bang!"
Zhao Lei's forehead slammed into this prairie, and behind Zhao Lei, there were more than a hundred soldiers of Huang Xiang's personal guard, who knelt down in front of Huang Xiang together, and shouted sadly: "It's our poor guard, please general...... Take care! ”
The heads of more than 100 hot-blooded men knocked down fiercely, and their tears were thrown into this air full of slaughter and destruction.
A breeze blew, bringing with it heavy blood, and the roar of the galloping horses.
"All dismounted, and half of the horses were handed over to the general and the wounded! Only by constantly changing the war horses and racing with those Qiang bastards can the general have a chance of life! ”
Zhao Lei stared at Midnight with the most respectful eyes, and he shouted: "This brother, I, Zhao Lei, have something to ask for, I hope you can agree!" ”
"I, Zhao Lei, have never served anyone in my life except for Brother Huang Xiang, and I have always regarded myself as the best soldier, but until today I saw you, and I saw that you are obviously an ordinary soldier, and I understand what a real soldier is, and I Zhao Lei is just a big fool sitting in a well and watching the sky!"
"I know that as long as you can survive today, you will have a chance to become the strongest soldier in the world! Here I beg you, help our big brother! I dare not ask you to be his personal guard like me, I want you to treat him as a brother, like the brothers around you! In this case, even if I, Zhao Lei, die, I will be able to look at it! ”
Midnight was tightly tied to the horse's back, he raised his head, looked at the pleading in the eyes of Zhao Lei, a strong iron man, and felt the tragic aura of the cold and cold on his body, and the tragic aura of the strong man who would never return, Midnight nodded fiercely and said: "Okay!" ”
Sour tears poured out of his midnight eyes, blurring his eyes, in the hazy waterlight, Zhao Lei's body continued to twist and deform, in this case, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and a smile was raised!
"Brothers, let's go!"
Under the leadership of Zhao Lei, more than 100 personal guards on the flat prairie, they all proudly straightened their waists, in their hands, the weapons that accompanied the master on the battlefield for more than ten years were all held high, a soldier's spirit and soldier's spirit slowly rose from their bodies.
Zhao Lei stared at the torrent of iron and blood that swept towards them like a raging wave, staring at the battlefield in front of him that might become the burial place of all their brothers, he smiled!
He laughed without regrets, he laughed frankly! Because he understood that when Midnight nodded fiercely and took his request, he had already found the most reliable partner for his eldest brother Huang Xiang who was qualified to become the strongest soldier in this land! This kind of man is brave and resourceful, maybe he will be cynical, maybe he will direct a super group fight in the barracks just because he has been starved for two days, but once he nods yes, he will defend the oath with his life!
Without this kind of blood surname and this kind of dignity of words, he is not worthy of having brothers like Yeyu and Yang Huai. Zhao Lei still can't forget the words of the night language, "If he wants, his brothers can be all over the world!" ”
More than 100 members of the personal guards all drew their weapons, these weapons that had accompanied the master I don't know how many bloody battles they had experienced, in the bright moonlight, exuded a faint cold light. A thin mist of water gently echoed around the blades, as if they were crying silently for their master's mortal battle!
Zhao Lei hissed: "Brothers, let those Qiang barbarians see what is the elite of the Great Shang army and what is the real warrior!" Whoever can't hack a Qiang cavalry to death is a coward raised by a son of a bitch, a soft egg, and a shame for our pro-guards! ”
More than a hundred members of the pro-guard team shouted in unison, a killing intent belonging to the iron-blooded force, and a war spirit that made the heavens and the earth change color slowly rose on this small army.
Huang Xiang whipped the back of the war horse fiercely, and he neighed: "Drive! ”
Dozens of war horses carried the top commander of the 10,000-strong brigade who had been wiped out and even his own personal guards had to be abandoned, and several seriously wounded heroes, plus Xiu'er, a girl who should not have appeared on the battlefield at all, galloped together.
Midnight watched dizzily as the group of warriors of the Great Shang Dynasty gradually disappeared from his sight, and he must admit that his heart was deeply shocked! It is because of this kind of blood that they can be called men, and it is this kind of character who knows that they will die, but still stands tall and raises their weapons against the enemy, they are soldiers! It is precisely because of such a soldier and such a fighting spirit that the king of the great merchants is qualified to dominate the world!
Zhao Lei affectionately stroked his war horse, which was a comrade-in-arms who accompanied him from birth to death, once used his iron hooves to get him out of the pile of dead bodies, threw him on his back with kicks and bites, and carried him back to the camp!
Zhao Lei said in a low voice: "Brother, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry......"
"Howl ......"
Zhao Lei's mount suddenly let out a scream, a large stream of hot blood spurted out of its neck like a fountain, its head was actually cut off by Zhao Lei, the huge horse's head fell to the ground, its big eyes were still looking at Zhao Lei stupidly, and a big teardrop slowly slipped from its eyes.
It's dead! It doesn't know why its owner would cut off its head with a knife when it needed it most!
Zhao Lei stood in place, letting the blood slowly drip from his body, and he said in a low voice: "Kill all the war horses, use their corpses, and build a defensive wall!" ”
Dozens of war horses neighed and fell to the ground, their eyes were full of tears, and the soldiers who were closer to life and death than their brothers, and the soldiers who were cut down with a knife were crying silently!
Zhao Lei shouted wildly: "We soldiers, Brother Huang Xiang told us a long time ago that we can shed blood and sweat on the battlefield, but we are no longer qualified to shed tears!" Put away your worthless tears and get ready to cut people and be chopped! ”
More than 100 elite soldiers stood quietly behind the defensive wall improvised by dozens of war horses.
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