As soon as the other guards on the ship saw General Zhang taking the lead, they rushed up and. The weapons in his hands and the soldiers of the Ying Tianshui Division who flocked up from all directions fought together.

Seeing this, several guards knew that today's battle was inevitable, so they hurriedly ran to Zhang Bixian's side and protected Zhang Bixian.

"General Zhang, there are too many warships of the Ying Tianshui Division, and I am afraid that the brothers will not be able to support it for long." A guard guarded Zhang Bixian and fought and retreated, seeing that the soldiers of the Tianshui Division were rushing towards the tide, which had already submerged the outermost soldiers of the Han Army's Water Division, this person saw that the situation was not good, so he said to Zhang Bixian.

Zhang Bixian looked around a little, and saw that Ying Tianshui's soldiers were constantly climbing onto the deck, and he also knew in his heart that today must be a hard battle, and if he wanted to hold on, it would probably not be an easy thing to do.

However, the worse the situation, the higher the fighting spirit in Zhang Bixian's heart.

Zhang Bixian used his shield to sweep away a few soldiers who rushed to the approaching Ying Tianshui Division, and then threw the shield. He pulled out a treasure knife worn with the sound from his side, shouted, and then took a step, rushing towards several soldiers of the Ying Tianshui Division who were coming on, and the big knife in his hand slashed at the waist, and immediately cut off a soldier of the Ying Tianshui Division who rushed to him.

The soldiers who rushed to Zhang Bixian only felt a cold chest and abdomen, and then they were surprised to see that the upper half of their body was like a rocky slope, slowly sliding down from the other half of their bodies, falling to the ground, and then losing their lives, only two eyes were round, and they were unwilling to stare at Zhang Bixian, who was fierce and vicious.

Seeing this situation, several other soldiers of the Ying Tianshui Division who surrounded them were also frightened in their hearts, but above the battle array, either you died or I died, and they didn't hesitate at all.

Therefore, even the generals of the Han Army Naval Division under the command of Chen Youliang, the king of the Han Dynasty, who were holding a big knife in the face of this fierce god, were afraid, and several other soldiers of the Ying Tianshui Division did not delay at their feet, looked at each other a few times, and surrounded Zhang Bixian with a roar.

A guard under Zhang Bixian, who had just killed several officers and soldiers of the Ying Tianshui Division, saw that his commander was surrounded by enemy troops, and hurriedly wanted to come over to help Zhang Bixian relieve his difficulties, and hurriedly rushed to Zhang Bixian's side.

Zhang Bixian's fighting spirit was shocking, and he opened his mouth majestically to the guards who rushed to him: "You don't have to protect General Ben, go and help the other brothers kill Ying Tian Bingyong, these thieves, General Ben will take care of himself." ”

This person didn't expect Zhang Bixian to actually refuse, the number of soldiers of Ying Tianshui Division who surrounded him had reached as many as seven or eight people, so the guards were not at ease with Zhang Bixian's safety, so they said to Zhang Bixian: "General Zhang, let your subordinates guard the general's flanks for safety, if the general has something, I and the other guards will have no shame to go back to see the King of Han, and then the King of Han will have to pick up my skin." ”

Zhang Bixian heard this person say this, but he was not moved at all, and said coldly: "No need, you are here, this general will get in the way if he kills people, you still obey this general's order, retreat first, no matter what, this general will not blame you." ”

Hearing that Zhang Bixian insisted on this, the guard knew that he could not disobey Zhang Bixian's will, otherwise he would definitely annoy Zhang Bixian. Go to the general of the army who bumped into Zhang Bixian for a few words first, but was thrown by Zhang Bixian into the Jiangzhong army not far away, so you must be careful.

"If the general is careful, his subordinates will obey the general's will and will not get in the way here." The guard said to Zhang Bixian and then pushed aside. just stared at the situation on Zhang Bixian's side, preparing that once Zhang Bixian encountered any danger, he would immediately rush to the rescue.

As soon as Zhang Bixian saw his guards retreating, he immediately unloaded the scabbard beside him, threw it casually, and hit the eyebrows of a soldier of the Ying Tianshui Division who rushed to him, and penetrated out, and the soldier of the Ying Tianshui Division died instantly.

Several other soldiers who were about to besiege Zhang Bixian's Ying Tianshui Division, seeing this situation, were even more frightened in their hearts, and they didn't dare to come forward to fight at will, so several people hugged together and rushed towards Zhang Bixian together, wanting to kill Zhang Bixian under the knife.

Zhang Bixian was fearless, there was no expression on his face, just a look of resoluteness, the big knife in his hand was slowly raised, and when a soldier of the Ying Tianshui Division who rushed the fastest rushed to a few feet in front of him, he immediately swept the knife and cut off the head of the soldier of the Ying Tianshui Division.

A cavity of hot blood gushed out from the neck cavity of this Ying Tianshui Division's soldiers, just like a blood rain, several other Ying Tianshui Division's soldiers behind this person were caught off guard for a while, and as soon as the blood rain sprayed out, the vision of several soldiers also blurred Xu Da, and their feet were also stagnant, and the momentum of the impact slowed down.

Zhang Bixian was experienced in a hundred battles, and he refused to let go of such an opportunity, so he suddenly fell down, drove forward a few steps urgently, and then slashed backhand, swinging at the chest and abdomen of several soldiers of the Ying Tianshui Division who rushed over.

Several Ying Tianshui division soldiers saw Zhang Bixian swinging his sword to attack, but he couldn't hold back his hands and feet, and before the sword in his hand beckoned to Zhang Bixian's body, his chest was cold, and a huge single knife slid like a nightmare, and immediately cut off their vitality.

Zhang Bixian performed a sword and killed the soldiers of the Ying Tianshui Division who rushed forward in the first wave, and stood with a knife, awe-inspiring like a god of war.

The few soldiers who had not yet rushed to the front of the Ying Tianshui Division looked at Zhang Bixian's majestic and inviolable appearance, and a chill floated in their hearts.

Is this murderous demon in front of him really a person composed of flesh and blood, such a fierce killing intent, as if an invincible devil has awakened from hell, killing people is like breaking an insignificant mustard, and he doesn't care.

This situation is really too terrifying, for the few soldiers of the Ying Tianshui Division present, Zhang Bixian is an out-and-out demon.

Zhang Bixian pointed the knife in his hand at several other soldiers of the besieging Ying Tianshui Division, and shouted: "Those who offend the prestige of my Han army, although they are far away, they will be punished, you wait for these thieves who don't know the height of the sky, just wait for the neck to be killed, and this general will give you a good time." ”

Zhang Bixian's shout shook the hearts of several Ying Tianshui soldiers who were gathered on the side like thunder.

Several Ying Tianshui soldiers only felt that this roar from the hell demon was like a heavy giant hammer hammering their hearts, and this kind of coercion was terrifying.

"Dangchang" A soldier of the Ying Tianshui Division was oppressed by Zhang Bixian's broken shout, and his heart was shaken and he couldn't hold it for a while, and the knife he was holding in his hand also fell to the deck.

Zhang Bixian saw this situation, and a trace of disdain chuckled on his lips.