Chapter Ninety-Nine: The Golden Fire Cavalry is Destroyed

Looking at the golden fire cavalry below whose resistance was gradually weakening, a sneer rose on the corner of Abuda's mouth, and he said to the guards beside him: "Tell Abuti, let him hurry up and eliminate Meng Tian and the others, don't waste time here!" ”

"Yes!"

The guards ran down to deliver orders.

"General, I think we can turn into a dead end!"

The middle-aged man said.

"What do you mean?"

Abda was puzzled.

"Now Meng Tian is already catching a turtle in the urn, and it is only a matter of time before he is defeated, and there is not only one army on the grassland, but also the prince of Daqin.

If we take down the crown prince of Great Qin, what kind of scene do you think it will be? ”

The middle-aged man sneered.

"Huh?"

Abda was stunned for a moment, if he could really take down the crown prince of Great Qin, it would be the best thing, and then he could use him to threaten the entire Great Qin in exchange for enough benefits.

"This proposal is indeed good, but do you know where the Great Qin Crown Prince is?"

Abda asked.

"Someone will tell us!"

The middle-aged man had a sinister smile on his face, as if everything was under his control.

"Then I'll wait for the good news from Mr.!"

Seeing that the middle-aged man did not say anything, Abda did not ask.

At this time, under the hills.

The Golden Fire Cavalry had been almost wiped out, leaving only a few people and the wounded Meng Tian struggling to support them.

But in the face of countless Hun armies, how far can he support?

The answer is clear at a glance!

But Meng Tian and the remaining few golden fire cavalry were like killing machines, constantly waving the Qin sword in their hands and slashing the Huns who rushed up.

"Die!"

Meng Tian roared angrily, and the Qin sword in his hand slashed and killed a Hun again.

But manpower is limited after all.

At this time, they felt that the Qin Sword in their hands was extremely heavy, and they felt very difficult not to swing it once!

His breath also became unsteady and he was a little out of breath.

"General!"

When the deputy general Monte saw Meng Tian use his body to block the sneak attack of the Huns, his eyes were suddenly red, tears moistened his entire eyes, and his voice became hoarse.

"I'm fine, concentrate on killing the enemy!

I said I would take you out of here, and I would never break my word! ”

Meng Tian didn't care about the injury on his back, he still waved the long sword in his hand, and looked at the Huns around him with all his might.

“......”

Monte pursed his mouth, using the words that he didn't say, he understood what Meng Tian meant.

In today's situation, it is obviously impossible to survive.

The only way to do this is to kill the enemy.

Monte didn't speak, she followed Meng Tian all the time, and she was well-protected.

"Poof!"

Suddenly, Monte couldn't dodge in time, and was pierced by the scimitar of the Huns, and the Qin sword in his hand fell to it.

Looking at Meng Tian of the Huns who was still slashing, there was a trace of unwillingness in his eyes, and all kinds of things fell to the ground, losing his breath: "General, take care..."

"Huh?"

Meng Tian suddenly felt that there was no sound behind him, and when he turned to look, he found that all the people around him were on the ground except for the remaining golden fire cavalry.

This moment.

Meng Tian's eyes were red, and his heart was extremely sad.

All those who died were his robes and his brothers.

Now, all of them are here.

His fault!

Looking at the already exhausted Golden Fire Cavalry beside him, Meng Tian laughed miserably: "Do you regret it? ”

"No regrets!"

The Golden Fire Cavalry said breathlessly, his face looking very determined, without a trace of hesitation.

"Good!"

Meng Tian wiped the blood from his face, and after praising him, he asked, "Today, you and I will both die here."

Do you have any regrets before you die? ”

"Regrets?"

The cavalry thought for a moment and said: "The biggest regret is that I can't kill the enemy with the general!" ”

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In a word, Meng Tian suddenly burst into tears, how could such a regret not be his!

"Since that's the case, then you and I will come here to fight side by side for the last time, and let these Hun barbarians see the spirit of my Great Qin soldiers!"

Meng Tian roared.

"Kill!"

The cavalry responded to Meng Tian with only one word, as a sign of their determination.

Meng Tian smiled when he heard this!

Worthy of his soldiers...

"Kill!"

Meng Tian rushed towards the Huns, and his fierce appearance made the surrounding Huns a little frightened, and they didn't dare to step forward.

"Do you say you have no clothes? with the Son. Wang Yuxingshi, repair my spear ......"

Meng Tian and the rest of the soldiers killed the enemy, chanting loudly.

"Poof!"

Suddenly, a spear rushed straight at him.

Pierced the soldier's chest on the spot, causing blood to spurt from his mouth!

The whole person was unsteady on his feet and kept swaying.

"Umbrella!"

Meng Tian's eyes widened, and he shouted, directly slashing the Hun man with a spear in his hand!

Bright red blood continued to overflow from Zhang Umbrella's mouth, but his face was smiling, and he continued to sing: "And... The son is the same enemy! How... Say no clothes? With the sub... Tongze. Wang Yuxingshi, repair my spear halberd......"

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

Before Meng Tian could hold the umbrella that was about to fall, spears, bows and arrows, long knives and other weapons instantly appeared in the distance.

Zhang Umbrella's body was densely covered with wounds.

Many weapons pierced his body directly, and the whole person was directly nailed to the ground, but he did not fall, and the spear supported his body.

Zhang Yu's voice became weaker and weaker, and he muttered softly, chanting: "And... Child... Together... Make!

How... Say... Not... Clothing?

And... Child... Same... Skirt.

King... In... Prosper... Division, repair... I... Armor... Bing...."

Wind!

Gale!

The wind is bleak!

Zhang Umbrella's body stood straight on the ground.

He didn't fall!

He doesn't fall ...

He wants to show the Huns the spirit of the Great Qin soldiers!

"Kill!"

Meng Tian's eyes were red, his body was trembling, and his heart was dripping blood.

For the generals......

How sad is it that soldiers who can't protect themselves let them fall one by one in front of them?!

At this moment,

Meng Tian seemed to understand...

Back then, why didn't the second son stationed in Hetao City retreat.

It's not that he doesn't want to!

But I can't, and I can't bear it!

It's ridiculous, how shallow my cognition was back then!

Maybe...

The second son is watching my jokes!

Meng Tian shook his head with a miserable smile, looked at the Huns who were around, his eyes became firm, and he clenched the long sword in his hand.

"Come on, before you die, it's worth it to have you with you for the funeral!"

Meng Tian roared.

At this moment, he was ready to die.

There is nothing else in the whole body, only war!

And Abda, who was standing on a high place, looked at Meng Tian, who was still resisting, and his face looked a little unsightly.

With so many people besieging him, it took so long to kill him, doesn't this mean that their great Huns are inferior to the Qin army?

When he was furious, he said, "What are you waiting for? Kill him for me! ”

Maybe it was because of too much anger, or maybe something else, all the bruises on Abuda's face flare!