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The old quartermaster on horseback, all the way to the horse slashing and killing, several times he was with several Huns to fight together, want to end in this extreme glory, but the surrounding Han soldiers will always rush desperately to relieve him after seeing him fall into the siege of the Huns.

"Old man Wang, you go first, leave it to us here!"

Listening to the words, looking at the Han soldiers who replaced themselves and fought with the Huns, and finally fell from their horses, the old quartermaster couldn't help but cry on his horse.

"In this battle, too many hot-blooded men have been buried!"

"God, if you have eyes, please open your eyes and take a look at these bloody Han family sons!"

After the roar, the old quartermaster gently wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and instead of continuing to scream, he rushed forward with a knife, because he saw that there was a Han soldier in front of him who could no longer support the attack of the Huns.

.......

After Li Tian led the people away, Huo Qubing quickly adjusted his emotions, turned on his horse, and commanded the soldiers around him to fight with the Huns, who led how many people to support Zhao Ponu, who led people to lure the enemy, and lured the hundreds of Huns on the east side to the position of the Chinese army, and then the army was annihilated.

Huo Quzhi commanded the soldiers to fight in an orderly manner, and in that gesture, he was already very famous general.

And Qian Mingguang ....... After Li Tian led people away, Huo Qubing just threw him to a Han army commander beside him, and asked him to take Qian Mingguang to kill the enemy, so that he could ........ as soon as possible Turn into a madman.

At present, Huo Qubing gave up all very risky tactics and tactics, just let his Han soldiers fight with the Huns, or see where they could not support the attack of the Huns, and sent people to support.

Every military order issued by Huo Qubing so far is mainly delayed, not seeking to destroy the enemy, but only to block the enemy's offensive.

He was not doing anything beneficial to the battle except for commanding the soldiers to meet the battle, for the simple reason that it was not yet time.

He had to wait, he had to wait for an opportunity, and when the Huns were completely exhausted and tired of fighting, he was taking them by surprise and suddenly launching a fierce attack, striving to completely repel these Huns in one go.

If these Huns were to be exhausted, it might take a few more hours, and maybe in the evening they would be able to wait for that hard-won opportunity, which would be nearly seven or eight hours.

For the Han army, hold on!

Because at present, they have reached the point where they don't know pain, they don't get tired, they can only wield knives and fight, like robots.

The battlefield paralyzed their five senses, and blood blocked their nerves.

And the Huns...... They are still people, they are not as crazy as themselves, the Han army can not eat, do not drink water, and fight for more than ten hours in a row, but the Huns cannot, because they know that they are tired, they know hunger, they know nausea.

Sometimes, killing too many people on the battlefield, or even seeing too much blood and corpses, can make veterans feel sick.

So, we can only wait.

........

After Qian Mingguang was thrown to a tun commander by Huo Quai, he was on horseback, following the footsteps of the bloody Han army tun commander and more than a dozen Han Xiao cavalry, and fought with the Huns on the battlefield.

This line of more than a dozen people, on the battlefield where they shouted and killed, rushed left and right, and killed a lot of joy, but soon, the Han army commander died in battle, and the dozen or so soldiers beside Qian Mingguang also died under the siege of the Huns one after another.

Only Qian Mingguang survived.

During the hour of attacking and fighting with the Han army commander, Qian Mingguang was completely different from the previous cowering, and was so frightened that he cried bitterly when he saw blood and corpses.

He almost rode a horse to sprint to the front line, wielding a knife and fighting desperately with the Huns, showing great bravery.

From that moment, he seemed to let go of all the burdens and sins in his heart, just because........ He didn't want to be called a drag, he didn't want to be a burden, he didn't want to put others in danger because of himself, or die in battle, so he had no choice but to take up arms and fight.

But even Qian Mingguang was so brave at that time....... But he still didn't kill a single one, but he cut and wounded five Hun cavalrymen in the battle, only slashing, but not killing them.

Fortunately, the Han soldiers behind them swarmed up with their halberds and stabbed to death the Huns who were slashed by Qian Mingguang.

The so-called magic barrier has never been so easy to get out of, but Qian Mingguang has at least taken a big step, and even the last trace is only a trace away from breaking through the magic barrier in his heart.

But that last obstacle needs to be irrigated with blood.......

Qian Mingguang on horseback slashed left and right, strong body, perfect fighting skills, is the only reason why he can survive such a tragic battlefield, if it is not for the teaching of Li Tian and Sun Ming, I am afraid that Qian Mingguang would have died long ago.

But the good times didn't last long, as time passed, Qian Mingguang's side of the big Han Xiao rode less and less, and the Huns he slashed, no one went to mend the knife, and in the end, around, only he was still standing on horseback, and behind him, there were pieces of corpses, and ownerless war horses.

Looking at the last two Hun cavalry in front of him, holding scimitars and glaring at him, Qian Mingguang felt frightened, and he swallowed lightly on horseback.

Before, he was accompanied by Han soldiers, so no matter how many enemies there were in front of him, Qian Mingguang would not be afraid, but when only himself and the enemy were left around, Qian Mingguang was afraid.

But the enemy would not give him time to overcome his fears.

"Kill!"

Two Hun cavalrymen, armed with scimitars, urged the horse's belly, shouting the word killing and rushed towards Qian Mingguang.

Qian Mingguang saw the Huns rushing towards him, and hurriedly waved his knife to resist, but this time, his knife skills can be described as full of loopholes, in fact, his current strength to kill these two Huns is not a problem at all, but under fear, he let alone fight back, and even parry the attacks of the two Huns is very difficult, even if he can only defend, Qian Mingguang is also in danger of defense, and there is a possibility of being hacked to death by the Huns at any time, just because his knife is too slow and his reaction is too slow.

It's all scared and fearful.......

One might ask, "What is he afraid of?" ”

Needless to ask, of course it's death.

Look at the bloody battlefield in front of you, there are people dying every minute and every second, and the brothers who were still talking and laughing with you a few days ago, eating meat and drinking a lot, may be killed by the flying feather arrows in the next second, or they may be hacked to death by the Huns with scimitars.

Now Qian Mingguang is like a duckweed in the ocean, a random wave can knock him into a place of no return, how can he not be afraid?

The ants are still stealing life, not to mention Qian Mingguang, a guy who is greedy for life and afraid of death, he is really afraid of what he will do if he dies here, what if he dies his parents? What should Xiaofei do?

Accompanied by the soldiers of the Han army before, Qian Mingguang was not very afraid, but when he was the only one left, the fear was immediately magnified exponentially, making his body and everything else dull.

"Click!" Qian Mingguang raised the scimitar in his hand and made a fierce move against the Huns in front of him, before, he and these two people had been fighting for almost five minutes, in these five minutes, Qian Mingguang could be said to be in danger, several times he was almost hacked to death by the fierce Huns, but it may be the protection of God, every time he avoided the fatal killing move.

But Qian Mingguang's luck seemed to have run out, because after he and the Huns directly opposite him made a hard move, the Hun cavalry on his left quickly slashed the scimitar in his hand towards his head, at this moment, Qian Mingguang noticed the rapid scimitar from the corner of his eye, and subconsciously he was about to draw his knife to resist.

But the Hun who was tough with himself suddenly flipped the scimitar that was holding his ring-head knife in his hand, and fiercely resisted his ring-head knife, Qian Mingguang couldn't pull out the ring-head knife, and the next second, the scimitar had come to his head, so close that Qian Mingguang even smelled the blood on the knife.

At this moment, Qian Mingguang's heart was full of thoughts.

Are you really going to die...... Dad, Mom, I'm sorry.

At the moment when death was imminent, Qian Mingguang cried, crying helplessly, like a child, and his heroic appearance could not be related to half a dime.

But at this moment, the next moment when Qian Mingguang thought he was going to die in battle, he suddenly heard a scream, opened his teary eyes, and Qian Mingguang only saw that the Hun on his left who slashed at his head with a knife actually began to spit blood, and a long knife was also inserted into his chest.

Soon, the long knife flipped fiercely in the chest of the Huns, which seemed to break his internal organs, and more turbulent blood spit out of the mouth of the Huns, and the long knife was also quickly pulled out of the chest of the Huns after a flip, and the next second, the owner of the knife threw the long knife at the Huns who were still fighting with Qian Mingguang.

"Poof." The long knife flying through the air directly pierced the throat of the Huns, and the Hun cavalry stared at his eyes in disbelief, and Qian Mingguang's hard scimitar fell from his palm, and he was also planted from his horse.

"Bang bang."

The sound of two corpses falling to the ground sounded, and the two Huns who almost took Qian Mingguang's life died in the hands of the veteran.

Qian Mingguang on horseback didn't seem to react to what was happening, staring blankly at the two corpses under the horse.

At this time, the kind and kind voice of care sounded in Qian Mingguang's ears.

"Chubby, are you alright?"

Qian Mingguang looked at the source of the voice, and saw the old quartermaster standing on the back of the horse in front of him on the right, looking at him with a smile.

"Old man Wang." Qian Mingguang couldn't help but call softly.

In the wilderness where the two armies were fighting, the old quartermaster got off his horse, first picked up his long knife that was inserted in the throat of the Hun cavalry, and then, turned his head to look at Qian Mingguang, who was standing behind him, a little at a loss.

"Chubby, you're not hurt, are you?"

Qian Mingguang wiped the blood on his cheek and involuntarily smirked, "It's okay." ”

But in the next second, the old quartermaster suddenly pulled up his face and patted his head under Qian Mingguang's battle helmet fiercely.

"You kid, why didn't you kill those two Huns just now, don't think that Lao Tzu doesn't know, with your kid's current strength, killing those two wastes is a trivial matter at all, say, what happened just now?"

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