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Li Tian brandished his long sword, fought and retreated in the trench, but in the battle, his long sword was accidentally picked up by the Huns, and the next second, the two red-eyed Huns in the front rushed to him desperately.

Li Tian was once again thrown into the hard soil in the trench by the Huns, and the Hun soldier who pressed on him pinched Li Tian's neck with his own hands, and the green tendons on his big hands suddenly appeared!

Li Tian, who was pinched by the Huns' big hands, couldn't breathe, but in the same way, his hands also pinched the Huns' necks fiercely, and the green tendons on his hands also appeared, and the exploding green tendons seemed to be likely to burst at any time if he was not careful.

The two of them pinched each other's necks in the trench of the fierce battle, and those two completely different eyes were crazy like never before!

I don't know how long it took, the Hun who was pinching Li Tian's neck, the corners of his mouth began to overflow blood, and the hands holding Li Tian's neck became more and more weak, and finally, he fell on Li Tian's body.

"Whew, whew, whew."

Strangled the Hun to death, Li Tian lay on the ground panting, and stretched out his hand to push away the corpse on his body, and the blood that the Huns dripped on his face before he died was wiped by his hand indiscriminately.

Pushing away the corpse of the Huns on his body, Li Tian staggered to the ground and stood up, still panting for breath in his mouth, very tired, fighting with the enemy, and hand-to-hand combat with the enemy at close range was really tiring.

After regaining his vitality, Li Tian couldn't help but sit back in the blood-stained trench with his ass, opened his mouth, and subconsciously wanted to call the name of his own soldier, but at this time, he just opened his chapped lips and suddenly paused.

Looking at the several Hun soldiers who fell in the trench in front of him, and the very familiar corpses of Han soldiers lying on their bodies, Li Tian seemed to understand why it was obviously four Huns who killed him just now, but in the end, there was only one left.

There was not much time to be sentimental, Li Tian sat in the trench and gasped for a minute, then stood up shakyly, picked up a Hun scimitar at his feet, and continued to fight.

Chaos, all over the trench where the soldiers on both sides were fighting, Li Tian fought with the Hun scimitar, while looking for his own sword in the dense pile of corpses, and soon he found lying quietly one meter outside the trench, the saber stained with enemy blood, picked up his own saber, Li Tian threw the Hun scimitar in his hand aside like garbage.

After taking the sword, Li Tian stood outside the trench and hacked to death a Hun foot soldier who rushed towards him, Li Tian gasped for breath and shouted loudly to the Han soldiers who were still fighting with the Huns around him.

"Wang Ming, Sun Zhao, quickly organize men and horses, and follow me to drive these attacking Huns down the mountain!"

Soon, the voices of the Han soldiers who didn't know where they came from sounded.

"General, Wang Sima was cut off by the Huns a quarter of an hour ago."

"Sun Sima was also shot into a sieve by the Huns with feather arrows, and his body was lying in the ditch on the right."

Hearing these words, Li Tian was stunned.

The last two military commanders also died......

Li Tian has a total of four low-level generals with the position of Sima of the Han Army, all of whom are veterans who have fought bloodily for four or five years, but they didn't expect that these people are all dead now, and there is no one left.

Soon, Li Tian adjusted his mood and shouted the names of several people around again.

"Zhang Ming, Wu Fei, quickly organize all the men and horses to fight back against the Huns with me!"

But this time, there was no one to respond to him.

Not far from Li Tian's left side, a Han soldier who was covered in blood was kicked to the ground by the three Huns in front of him, and in the next second, the three long knives pierced through his body.

Looking at the Han soldier, Li Tian was stunned.

From the battle to the present, there are more than a dozen personal soldiers around him, only three remaining, not long ago with his own life to help him drag three Huns Han soldiers, is a personal soldier under his command, and the person who has just been killed by the Huns is called Zhang Ming, and a little farther away, there is a Han army soldier who was shot into a hedgehog by six or seven feather arrows.

His name is Wu Fei.

Li Tian's personal soldiers died unconsciously, oh, no, there is another one, and there is Qian Mingguang, who is frantically harvesting the head of the Huns, in addition, the personal soldiers around Li Tian, the low-level generals under his command, all died in battle, and none of them are still alive.

Being able to withstand the onslaught of 10,000 Huns for four hours does not mean that the Han army does not need to pay the price, and Li Tian, the chief general of the Han army, often charges on the front line, how can the personal soldiers around him survive in order to protect him, not to mention Li Tian's piercing armor that is different from other ordinary soldiers.

Standing on the ground outside the trench, Li Tian wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, he knew that now was not the time to be sentimental, so he hurriedly picked up his horn from the corpse of a Han army trumpeter beside him.

"Woohoo." The dull howl sounded again, followed by Li Tian's frantic shouting.

"All those who are still alive, and Ben will rush out of the trench and kill these Hun soldiers!"

The last dozens of archers on the mountain peak rushed down with broadswords and became the last fresh force, and the Han soldiers who fought with several times the enemy in the trench also began to counterattack with full strength.

Half an hour later, the Huns were finally retreated by the Han army again, but the small mountain peak was already full of corpses.

Except for the peaks.

The slopes of the mountain, halfway up the mountain, the first ditch, the second ditch, and the large slope that led to the top of the mountain, including the foot of the mountain, were all densely covered with the corpses of the two armies.

The red blood of the soldiers had already dyed the withered yellow mountain into blood red, and the large slope that led to the top of the mountain was even more integrated with the color of blood, and warm blood was constantly flowing on it.

This nameless mountain, after four and a half hours of offensive warfare between the Han and Hungarian armies, has become a hell on earth.

Nameless Peak, today is still nameless, but in the future, it will have a name.

General Ridge.

.......

After repelling the attack of the Huns for the fourth time, sitting in a rare open space in the first trench, Li Tian forcefully pulled out the feather arrow inserted in his left arm, ignored the bleeding wound, leaned on the land in the trench, picked up the kettle, Li Tian drank the water in the kettle, and looked at the situation around him.

"Gollum." The cool river water flowed along Li Tian's throat and into his belly, and after drinking the water, Li Tian casually threw the kettle into the hands of a Han army commander lying on top of the two bloody corpses beside him.

Instead of drinking the kettle, Tun Chang poured the river water from the kettle directly on his face.

When the cool river water reached his face, the tun chief looked at the kettle that was flowing on his face and whispered.

"I'm still alive."

Li Tian, whose face was covered with blood, was stunned for a moment when he heard his words, and then his heart sank, yes, it turned out that he was not dead.

Li Tian stood up from the ground weakly, looked at the silent trench full of dead bodies, and shouted at the Han soldiers who were still alive around him with the last bit of strength on his body.

"Count."

Deathly silence.

None of them responded to Li Tian.

Finally, more than a minute later, the commander of the Han army just now took the lead in shouting, "One. ”

"Two."

"Three ......."

"Four."

"Five."

One after another, a number of voices rang out, some from the first trench, some from the second, and some from the mountain peaks.

But every voice was so tired and weak, but it was heard far away on this empty mountain peak.

After about ten minutes, the last count was over, and the number was fixed at five hundred and eighteen.

In other words, in the past four hours, a total of 1,082 people have died.

After hearing that there were more than 500 people left in his hands, Li Tian's eyebrows covered with thick blood couldn't help but make a mess.

That's it, it seems that in the next attack, I'm afraid that I won't even be able to hold the second trench.

But at this moment, a crying voice sounded from the mountain peak.

"General, there are four brothers who are too wounded, and they don't want to drag us down, and they don't want to be prisoners of the Huns, so solve it yourself!"

Li Tian was slightly stunned and didn't say anything, but the bitter rolling eyeballs were inadvertently covered with a layer of mist.

After half a sound, Li Tian breathed a sigh of relief and beckoned to the soldiers around him.

"The Huns are about to attack, everyone go and collect feather arrows, be careful, everyone has shields."

"No." It's very low, and there is no loudness at all, and everyone is tired.

Hundreds of soldiers crawled out of the trench and began to collect feather arrows on the ground, which were also important tools for them to withstand the next attack of the Huns.

Taking advantage of the fact that the Huns had just been repulsed, the soldiers were collecting feather arrows, covered in blood, and Li Tian, who was quite embarrassed, stood up from the ground, climbed out of the first trench, and sat on the ground outside the trench, beside him was more than a dozen corpses of the two armies that had not yet cooled, in this cruel scene, Li Tian raised his head slightly, looked at the battlefield that was still fighting in the distance, and listened to the melodious sound of fighting in his ears.

"I don't know where it is...... How's it going. ”

Soon, Li Tian shook his head and no longer thought about the battle at the foot of Gaolan Mountain, for him, this mountain peak was his battlefield.

Casting his eyes at the foot of the mountain, like a Hun soldier surging in an ant colony, a smile crossed Li Tian's dirty face.

Looking at the Huns sitting on the ground and sighing one by one at the foot of the mountain, Li Tian's mood was unprecedentedly happy.

If it weren't for the fact that these Huns themselves had no fighting spirit, he would never have been able to drive them off the mountain just now.

It's right to think about it, after attacking for four hours in a row, in addition to constantly dropping corpses and increasing casualties, in the end they couldn't even advance an inch, in this case, how high can the morale of the soldiers be?

"Calculate the time, that old thing of the Evil King of Hun should be about to be driven crazy by me now, right?" Li Tian sat outside the trench, curled up his legs, touched his chin, and thought with interest.

Evil King, how about it, after three years, when we meet again, this big gift I gave you is good enough, and it is enough to surprise you, right?

You must not have imagined that the Qicheng Fortress three years ago was not completely killed by you, and there was one person who survived, and that person had been preparing for today's battle for three years!

Three years, three whole years.

Three years ago, I lost to you, and I was defeated, but this time, I, Li Tian, will not lose again, come on, Hun Evil King, continue to attack, and continue to throw more soldiers into this dwarf mountain.

I, Li Tian, am waiting for you here!

Those wise eyes showed a touch of fighting intent.

Huo Qubing is looking forward to this battle, why is he not like this?

In three years, I walked a big, big circle, and finally, I returned to the same place, no, it was a little bit closer, and it was considered to be back to the same place.

So he now wants to finish that circle, draw an end to that circle, and Qicheng three years ago.

Li Tian gently rubbed the saber in his hand and smiled faintly, "You also drank a lot of Hun blood in today's battle, will your previous master, the fierce and vicious Zhao beard, also be happy?" ”

Li Tian lowered his head.

"It should ...... Yes. ”

This circle is almost over.

Only that last point is missing.