Chapter 268: Death Fighter
Li Yin, like the Ghost Gate, has not recognized himself as Shi Chongrui's dead soldier or a thankless role such as a pure thug, so no matter how Shi Chongrui orders and shouts, they all watch each other and maintain the greatest silence at the same time. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
Seeing that the two of them didn't do anything, Shi Chongrui had no choice but to shout for help to the Hu Soldier over there.
Unlike Li Yin and them, these two Hu manpower are the purest mercenaries, and they are so simple to do things with money.
Seeing that the situation had become extremely dangerous, and hearing the call of the master in their ears, the two of them were not ambiguous, so they casually picked up the tables, chairs and benches at hand and smashed them at the generals of the Northwest Army.
The two factions of people, who already had some grudges, didn't like each other before. Now under the influence of alcohol, the two strong men are even more angry, and their subordinates have not left any affection.
The two benches flew out and smashed on the two physically strong Northwest Army generals, and they were instantly shattered by the powerful impact.
Of course, the two generals themselves were not comfortable, and they both snorted heavily in pain, and their bodies stumbled forward and almost fell to the ground.
Since it was these two wrestlers who made the first move, the Northwest Army at the banquet first turned their hatred and went to the side of the two wrestlers.
"Ahhh Damn Hu people Tartars! Eat Lao Tzu with a stick. A military academy who was also drunk and red-faced, and did not know that he had found a seven-foot-long cane from there, and was the first to attack the two of them.
Seeing that the man had a guy in his hand, and fearing that he would suffer a loss in hand-to-hand combat, the two wrestlers each kicked out a kick and kicked the wine table, and one of them grabbed the edge and blocked in front of them.
The disc wine table is tall and large, and the thick wooden planks perfectly protect the two wrestlers from the blow of the wooden sticks, and the two of them are very tacit and tacit, and the two hands hold the wine table very lightly, which is really the same as the usual shield, under the left and right blocks, so that they are not harmed at all.
Speaking of which, the intoxicated military academy was also very reckless, how many sticks were knocked on a banquet table, and as if he had really smoked those strong men, he kept cursing and scolding in his mouth, and when these strong men were all hard stones, a person beat tirelessly with a pestle in front of him, and only after beating a full seventy or eighty sticks did he feel that his hands were really out of strength and could not be pumped.
Bang-bang-the military academy over there is so tired that he can't move, and the strong man behind the wine table here will not honestly wait for him to recover his strength, only to hear two loud noises, these two strong men each stretched out a kick, kicked in the chest and abdomen of the military school respectively, and directly kicked him to the point of spurting blood in his mouth, and the whole person flew backwards like a kite with a broken string, and he didn't know how many tables were crushed and how many good dishes were broken.
Seeing that these wrestlers came up, they abolished one of their own brothers, and the rest of the Northwest Army stopped doing it, and they rushed to the two wrestlers one by one shouting.
But after all, this fighting ground was originally used for banquets, not to mention that the venue was originally limited, and the tables, chairs and benches in the hall made these screaming and ferocious Northwest Army really unable to use their fists and feet.
Coupled with the indiscriminate drinking just now, most of the drunken people among those people were unsteady in their footsteps, so when they rushed over together, there was even a small stampede, and a few more people were injured.
However, as the saying goes, two fists are hard to beat four hands, even if the Northwest soldiers present folded a few, it did not affect the overall combat effectiveness, and these people who came up together with the strength of wine were still enough for these two wrestlers to ache for a while.
If you really want to fight hard, you are not an opponent, and in desperation, the two wrestlers can only use the turtle shrinkage policy just now, lift the previous large wine table and shrink to the corner, and let these Northwest soldiers punch and kick, and most of these fists and toes fall on the wine table.
Anyway, these two are just shrinking backwards, no matter how they shout or kick, these two wrestlers are at most taking advantage of some gaps, suddenly showing their heads out, and then punching whoever they see first, and then shrinking back after the fight.
Although this kind of beating seems very obscene, it is effective after all. Don't look at these two now, they can only hide behind the table as a shrunken turtle, but after all, they are strong men, and the strong men of the Hu people are usually much stronger than the Han people, although these Northwest Army are also brave and strong men, but in this way, there are no comings and goings, and no one can afford to hammer back and forth with two Hu soldiers.
It wasn't long before several more sergeants were hammered to the ground, or their ribs were broken, or their calves were kicked off, and they all fell backwards unsupportably.
As time went on, more and more Northwest soldiers fell, and the situation began to change slightly.
Judging from the present, it is true that the Northwest Army, which occupies the field, still retains a huge numerical advantage; The scars on Lux's body are also getting more and more, blue and purple.
However, if you look closely, it is not difficult to find that basically all the Northwest Army is tired and out of breath, while those wrestlers are still sticking to the corner, and their breath is relatively much more evenly proportioned.
After a little speculation, it is not difficult for us to find that as long as these wrestlers support for a while, they can wait until the time when the Northwest Army present is out of strength, and then face these wrestlers who have retained their absolute crushing strength, and these sergeants will have no chance of winning.
Perhaps because their plan was discovered, these wolf-like Northwest soldiers also inspired a different kind of bloody and desperate determination at a critical time.
Again, they swarmed up, but instead of kicking and beating the wine table as they had done before, they grabbed the edge of the table one by one, and pulled backwards to rip off the shell of the turtle that sheltered the wrestlers.
The Northwest Army planned to do so, and the two wrestlers naturally did not agree, and they also clenched the wine table in their hands with all their strength, but although the opponent's hand strength was not as good as his own, even if he lost his strength in the process of competition, someone would make up for it, so this contest was doomed to failure.
In desperation, these two wrestlers continued to hold the wine table in their hands while not forgetting to stretch out their feet and kick desperately at the sergeants they could reach.
You must know that these two wrestlers are born brave, and they have the power of Feng Hu and the Leopard, and a few cruel toes kicked at people's vital points, which naturally caused blood to spurt out of the sergeant's mouth.
It's just that the current sergeants are all fighting for each other, fighting for life and death, and he doesn't care if Rao vomits blood in his mouth, but pulls it back with all his might.
In the end, the result of the wrestling was that the battered table cracked open after a click.
The two wrestlers lost their last barrier, and they could only be restrained in front of the angry sergeant, pulled out of the corner, pressed to the ground and beaten viciously.