Han Jun's blow, although it was huge and shocked the audience, it was not so easy.

After swinging this wavy blade, his face suddenly turned pale, obviously consuming a lot of Yuan Force.

According to Xu Conghu's previous statement, the siege of Han Jun must be continuous and go forward one after another.

This request, as early as Dachong Pass, Wan An has been conveyed to every soldier in the cowardly battalion, and they all know very well what this battle means.

After hundreds of comrades were hacked to death by Han Jun, the soldiers of the cowardly battalion immediately launched a second wave of attacks, with almost no interval during the period.

This time, having learned the lesson just now, they did not rush up, but besieged in batches, with a group of about thirty people, and launched a siege on Han Jun from all directions around them.

The advantage of this is that it can avoid more than 100 people being solved with a knife as before.

With each sword of Han Jun, four or five Liang soldiers could be killed, but the soldiers of the cowardly battle camp on the periphery were constantly replenished, and they always maintained a siege formation of more than 30 people.

When Han Jun was impatient and used that terrifying round sword once again to sweep away the enemies around him, the next wave of Liang Army soldiers would surround him.

An endless stream of death.

On the periphery, the soldiers of the Sheng army, who realized that King Chi was besieged, began to support this side like crazy, but under the leadership of Di Yansheng and other main generals, the rest of the soldiers of the Liang army withstood their onslaught and bought time for the siege of Han Jun inside.

As time passed, Han Jun also understood Liang Jun's intentions, consumed himself, and killed himself.

Han Jun tugged at the corners of his mouth, as if he was laughing at his opponent's whimsy.

So you want to consume him, the power of moving mountains? It's a joke!

Come on! Come on! No matter how much it comes, it's just a tactic to add fuel, and he hands his head over for him to kill in vain.

"Chu River! Xu Conghu! Let me let you see and see if this king will be exhausted first, or if your people will die first! ”

Chu He stared at him gloomily, motionless, just wanting to regain his strength as soon as possible.

Karp really didn't care about his body, and now there was no place from head to toe that didn't hurt.

And the old man was still babbling in his head, asking to fight again.

Looking at Ding Chunqiu again, when he saw that this scene was too dangerous and the situation was not right, he directly pretended to be dead and didn't say a word, for fear that Chu He would call him.

Xu Conghu dragged his big knife and walked around the periphery, if Han Jun had the intention of breaking through, he would immediately stop it.

As he walked, he reached out and wiped the corners of his mouth, because blood was still oozing out.

At this time, Di Yansheng also withdrew, handed over the command to He Jun, and used an amber bow to constantly shoot arrows to interfere with Han Jun.

"The injuries on your body are not light, you should not shoot arrows anymore, otherwise you will be left with hidden diseases." Xu Conghu frowned and said to Di Yansheng.

Di Yansheng grinned and shot another arrow, then gasped and said, "If I can really leave King Chi behind, I will be worth dying." ”

Xu Conghu grinned, noncommittal.

His thoughts are different from Di Yansheng's, not only does he want to leave Han Jun today, but he can't die himself, he also has to attack the higher peaks.

Especially after seeing Chu He's performance, the desire to win in his heart became even more and more rising.

At this time, Han Jun's surroundings are not an exaggeration to say that it is a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.

After realizing the purpose of the Liang Army, Han Jun adjusted his fighting methods, no longer using those moves that consumed a lot of Yuan Force, but chose the most cost-effective and labor-saving method to deal with the endless stream of Liang Army soldiers.

Nearly a thousand people have died under the blade of the Great Sun Golden Crow.

Chu He, Xu Conghu, Wan An, Di Yansheng, everyone's eyes were blood-red, staring at Han Jun who was constantly slashing.

This is part of the battle plan, and it's also the hardest part. The difficulty is not in execution, but in acceptance.

It's also difficult for them, the main generals, these big people, to accept their own soldiers, who are harvested like wheat in waves.

Not to mention the cowardly warriors who were constantly dying, they knew what was waiting for them, but they still rushed towards Han Jun, the demon god who seemed to be a slaughtering machine.

Wan An walked to Chu He's side and suddenly laughed.

"General Wan ......"

Chu He knew that at this time, no one's mood would be more sad than Wan An.

There were not many recruits in the camp for cowardice, most of them were veterans, and they were veterans who survived the humiliating battle that year.

Watching these old brothers die one after another, Wan An's mood can be imagined.

"Mr. Chu, I'm sorry, I'm really a waste, I'm ...... I kind of couldn't hold on. ”

Chu He was stunned when he heard this, but did not react.

"Lord Commander, please don't forget to remind the general when you see him later, he promised to change the name of our camp for cowardice. When the time comes, write it on the paper money and burn it to me, I guess General Li is below, and he should be waiting. ”

"General Wang......"

Chu He naturally knew what he was going to do, and he was busy opening his mouth to stop him, but was interrupted by Wan An raising his hand.

"Needless to say, death today is the destination of my dreams. The only thing I want to ask you for is that. ”

"You say."

"If after this battle, there is a fire left in our battalion, I hope your lord will treat it kindly."

Chu He nodded, "Don't worry, old general, I promise you." ”

Wan An smiled, a look of relief on his face. Looking up at the dark night sky, he muttered to himself.

"Big brother, I'm here."

Wan An picked up his long axe-style unpopular weapon, and then roared loudly and rushed towards Han Jun, the king of Chi who was surrounded by layers.

Seeing that their own commander also rushed up, the soldiers of the cowardly battle camp suddenly turned red and pounced on Han Jun as if they were desperate.

Wan An's martial arts cultivation is not low, he was not weaker than Di Yansheng's level when he was young, but now he is obviously unable to resist even Han Jun's move.

With a single sword, he severed the long soldier in his hand, and at the same time, the terrifying wound extended from his neck to his stomach.

Wan An fell on his back, his gray-white pupils looking at the sky, and his breath was cut off.

The soldiers of the cowardly battalion around them all wailed.

In the distance, Li Qing, who was fighting with the enemy general, was stunned, and the knife in his hand slashed wildly at the opponent, venting his emotions.

This sudden outbreak defeated the enemy general and finally cut off his head.

Li Qingtong's eyes were red, he looked back at Wan An's body, and then continued to devote himself to the fight.

Xu Conghu also saw Wan An's death, and he roared, "Shazhuang Tuo!" Du Hai! ”

The second tiger and the third tiger immediately ran over from a distance.

"Immediately gather the soldiers of the Hundred Tiger Battalion, besiege Han Jun, and replace the brothers of the Cowardly Battalion!"

"Yes!"

On the high pile of dead people, Wan An had already closed his eyelids, and there was a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Death is deserved, and you can be blinded.