Chapter 39: God of War
Hua Mulan knew that her hard encounter was undoubtedly hitting the stone with an egg, and she was now defenseless. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info
Mulan is not only brave but also intelligent, she knows that there is gunpowder in the watchtower where the fireworks are fired, which is the kind of small mortar with a dotted lead unique to the "Mulan" animation, but it is not easy to obtain the gunpowder cannon, Mulan has a general look at the surrounding environment, first jump from the tower on the city wall to the roof of the main hall and then transfer from the roof to another tower, on the tower there is an iron chain two fingers thick, and climb along the chain to the guard tower outside the palace.
Of course, there is a shortcut, which is the corridor occupied by thousands of people below, which can go directly to the chain tower, but thousands of people Hua Mulan don't dare to think about it at all.
Except for her Zheng Qian, it is estimated that this world has the courage to single-handedly face more than 7,000 people and count them on one hand.
Thinking of Zheng Qian, Mulan's heart tightened again, Zheng Qian, you must survive, as long as you can survive, I can rely on you for everything, as long as you can survive, but you are injured or disabled, I will take care of you for a lifetime, and treat you as the only man in my life.
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Fortunately, now that people are crowded, it is not easy for the enemy soldiers to secretly release cold arrows, so they can only fight Zheng Qian hard. For Zheng Qian, this kind of face-to-face fighting, it is better to use the Desert Eagle than to use the iron spear, and after all, the bullets are limited.
Zheng Qian is not an iron man after all, this kind of high-intensity physical strength volatilization Zheng Qian can't last long, and he has to watch Mulan while being distracted to face the battle. One of Zheng Qian's biggest advantages is that his spear is two meters twenty-six, which is more than fifty centimeters longer than the wooden spear of most of the opponent's pikemen, and more than one meter longer than the opponent's sword soldiers, and this distance is the distance between Zheng Qian's life and death.
Zheng Qian held the spear across his chest with both hands, and pushed forward violently, and the four enemy soldiers with the knife were knocked away by the powerful force of Zheng Qian's arm, and crashed into a large crowd behind him who was still black and pressed, and the unguarded crowd arrived like dominoes.
In the corridor of a palace courtyard, Zheng Qian killed five or six incense sticks with a spear, and killed the knife soldiers in front of him out of a fault, and the group of soldiers holding spears behind Zheng Qian was hopeless for a while, the iron spear has blades on both sides to pierce and cut, and the most important thing is that the spears used for cavalry sprinting are all two meters, it can be said that Zheng Qian's distance advantage has become very small.
But fortunately, the opposite side is basically crowded, and the spear is too heavy, the general soldiers wield it more laboriously, the first few soldiers were swept by Zheng Qian's before they raised their spears, and the throats of the three enemy soldiers had been cut, although Zheng Qian was close to exhaustion, he still harvested the lives of enemy soldiers like wheat.
"Brothers, this person is about to die, everyone work harder, we can't let our dead brother die in vain!"
"Kill!"
The enemy soldiers were not discouraged by Zheng Qian's bravery, but were more determined to kill Zheng Qian, so the enemy soldiers who came and went became more courageous.
Two spears slashed at Zheng Qian from top to bottom, Zheng Qian instantly put his spear across his head to block the attack of the two spears, but in an instant, three spears pressed on Zheng Qian's iron spear, and the enemy soldiers behind saw this and also held their spears high and pressed on Zheng Qian's spear, the power of more than a dozen spears made Zheng Qian's body shake for a while, plus these dozen people worked together, Zheng Qian could no longer stand steadily, and was pressed by these dozen spears and knelt on one knee. And the broken stone brick on the side of Zheng Qian's right foot is still on the side, no matter how difficult it is, Zheng Qian did not retreat a step from guarding this entrance.
"Ahh
With an angry roar, Zheng Qian's arms were bruised, and his muscles collapsed and pressed the spear on his shoulder, no matter how these dozen people exerted their strength, Zheng Qian still stood up little by little with huge strength. It's just that when Zheng Qian got up, a spear sneaked up from below, and Zheng Qian, who was getting up with all his strength, was completely out of his own dodge, but fortunately, the man's technique was not very good, but it only scratched the outside of Zheng Qian's thigh, but also brought down a piece of meat.
The little soldier who had never made a meritorious service on the battlefield for three or five years saw that he had successfully attacked and became the first person to hurt Zheng Qian, and his heart immediately jumped up with excitement: "Do you see it, do you see it, it's me who is me, I hurt him, I hurt him!" ”
The little boss on the side couldn't help but smile, after all, he also brought it out himself: "When we capture the capital of the Northern Wei Dynasty, we will give you a credit in the credit book!" ”
The soldier is not tired of cheating, Zheng Qian is indeed the first wounded by the hands of this little soldier, no one will care whether this little soldier is taking advantage of the danger of others and adding a sneak attack, the battlefield only pays attention to the result and does not pay attention to the process, the winner is the king and the loser is the coward, since ancient times, the victorious side has all represented justice.
It's just that this soldier didn't have the life to take the credit, because Zheng Qian picked up a shot and hit the temple of an enemy soldier in front of this creep, and when the enemy soldier's skull was shattered, Zheng Qian's spear also broke through the air and stabbed the soldier's throat. At this time, it was too early to be happy, although Zheng Qian's tiger had been injured, it was still unstoppable, and they were still the prey of his gun.
It's a pity that the good times don't last long in the round after round of killing and being killed, Zheng Qian's eyes are gradually covered with a layer of red barrier, Zheng Qian's whole body is like taking a bath in a pool of blood, the long hair that has been draped is dripping with blood and sweat mixed with the body, and the corpses of the enemy soldiers in front of Zheng Qian have piled up into a mountain, this is the cruelty of the battlefield.
And Zheng Qian's strength was all exhausted, and his body was slashed three or four times, Zheng Qian knew that he might not be able to hold on, but he didn't know if he was really dead in this animation, he still had his father and mother, and he still wanted to wait for his bodyguard to quit and buy a big house in Chinatown to pick up his parents, and then find a foreign girl to give birth to a fat doll for the country, and live a good life.
Zheng Qian still overestimated himself too much, he wanted to take out the Desert Eagle and give Shan Yu a shot, but the Desert Eagle was too heavy for Zheng Qian to pick it up. It was dark in front of him, Zheng Qian could no longer stand upright, lying on his back and falling down, gradually a piece of red water, Zheng Qian squinted and watched in front of him a pair of shoes belonging to the Rouran alien race gathering.
A soldier at the front looked at Zheng Qian on the ground tremblingly and raised the scimitar, but he didn't drop the scimitar for a long time: "I, I can't do it!" ”