It felt great, but not adapting. A person's various functions suddenly improve, but it is easier to be uncoordinated.

The enemy jumped over the wagon and swung his tomahawk at him. He Lingchuan swung away with one hand, turned around and gave him a cruel knife.

According to the force of the knife, the opponent's chest and abdomen will be severely injured, and then he will fall down with blood spraying blood in his chest. However, He Lingchuan's swing of the knife was immediately different, unexpectedly fast and ruthless.

The opponent was cut in two by him in mid-air, and even the vertebrae were broken. The wind blew in his direction, and the blood splashed his face, and he almost couldn't open his eyes.

While he stretched out his hand and rubbed his eyes, another Baling enemy was about to come up and stab him, Commander Xiao kicked this person away and said to He Lingchuan: "Save some strength, lest you can't raise your hand later!" ”

Fighting must not only be fast, accurate, and ruthless, but also have endurance and longevity. No one knows how long the battle will last, but the one who survives to the end will win.

He Lingchuan took two mouthfuls, and his saliva was full of blood.

The blood of the opponent.

The rust in his mouth made him nauseous.

The last time I killed someone was in the Panlong Wasteland, and I only used a flying knife. This is the first time that he has cut his opponent in half in a hand-to-hand fight and spilled into the water.

But he didn't have time to regurgitate, because the enemy was rushing at him.

The Baling army found that the chariot formation was blocking the way before the attack, and the most impactful cavalry would definitely not be able to pass. The method they adopted was to rush forward, first to cross the chariot formation and fight with the Gale army, to buy time for their comrades in the rear to move the wagon.

In fact, they also tried to raid by water, after all, there is a river on the side. This was right in the arms of the archers on the riverbank, and it was inconvenient for the people to move in the water, so they finally swam to the water's edge, and the Gale Army took the spear and began to make skewers.

The most troublesome thing is that the country is deep inland, and there are too few soldiers who know how to water. More than 20 people went into the water, and in the end, only two or three of them were able to bypass the car formation and rush into the Gale Army, and they died when they were poked by the opponent.

So some of them began to climb the riverbed, ready to kill the archers, and also to shoot arrows from a high position.

After Commander Xiao and the others killed the soldiers, they changed their guns and halberds to stab the enemy soldiers who were moving the cart and hindered the other party from moving the cart.

Everyone understands that they do not want to win, but only to hold back the enemy and wait for reinforcements.

The battle entered the white-hot from the beginning, He Lingchuan didn't even have time to regurgitate, and then repelled an enemy, pulled out the one-handed crossbow behind his backhand, and shot an arrow upward.

"Whoosh", an unlucky guy who was about to climb the riverbed was hit by an arrow and fell headlong.

Khan, he obviously aimed at the head of the Baling soldier, but the result was the back hill. This quasi-head still has to be practiced again, and the difference is too far.

A behemoth suddenly smashed around him, and it fell apart after landing.

He Lingchuan saw that it was actually a carriage, and the carriage was originally carrying two large boxes. Now the box has also been thrown out.

Sergeant Gale next to him shouted, "Be careful! ”

As soon as He Lingchuan turned his face, he felt that the light in front of him was all blocked by a mountain-like figure, and something hit him below, and it was strong and heavy!

At the last moment, he only had time to raise his arms to protect his face.

only heard a loud "bang", and he was knocked one foot high and two feet away out of thin air.

At this moment, the left forearm was broken, but the crunch was completely drowned out by the sound of impact. He Lingchuan couldn't help screaming in mid-air, and after landing on the ground, he rolled a few times and couldn't stand up at all.

The pain of a broken arm was the first time he had experienced it.

This is even if he reacts quickly, leans back in time, and blocks it with his arm, otherwise the blow will sink hard, and it will directly smash his jaw, and his brain will be concussed or infarcted. This style of play is commonly known as the "cupola", and the person who is sent out will be unconscious at least or killed, and will not be able to stand up anyway.

Seeing this, the enemy on the side rushed up and wanted to grab someone's head. Finally, He Lingchuan was sober-minded, and when he saw the blood-stained axe falling from the sky, he barely rolled around to avoid the other party's beheading.

As a result, the opponent used too much force, and the blade of the axe flashed with cold light, and it was nailed to the sand in front of his nose no more than two inches!

Even in the Coiling Dragon Fantasy Realm, death had never been so close to him.

Is this still a dream? Doesn't it mean that people don't have pain in their dreams?

He Lingchuan's eyes widened, and his heart was pounding fast because of the stress. Before the enemy could draw his axe, he kicked him in the belly, and the latter staggered and did not grasp the handle of the axe.

In the rear, a Gale soldier saw an opportunity and chopped off his head with a horizontal sword.

Those who kill people will always be killed.

This person's head landed on the ground, rolled around, and happened to be facing He Lingchuan, his eyes bulging, and the expression on his face was really indescribable.

The warrior stretched out his hand to He Lingchuan and pulled him up from the ground: "Are you okay?" ”

He Lingchuan's face turned white, his upper and lower teeth trembled, and his forehead sweated like a waterfall: "It's okay." ”

In fact, he knew in his heart that because of the effect of the social order, the pain of all soldiers was temporarily weakened, which was also the need of the war. In other words, after the social order expires, the broken arm will be more painful!

Is it necessary for a dream to be so realistic?

He secretly cursed the broken knife in his heart.

"Your hand is broken." He turned his head and shouted, "Arlo! ”

A soldier ran to avoid the rain of bullets and arrows, picked up He Lingchuan, and helped him to sit under the riverbed.

There was a part-time medic in each squad of the Gale Army, and Ah Luo stuffed a pill into He Lingchuan's mouth: "Swallow it!" ”

The pill was actually a little sweet, and it melted in the mouth, turning into sweet liquid and flowing into the abdomen.

After only a dozen breaths, He Lingchuan felt that the pain in his left arm was greatly reduced.

With the blessing of the social order, the effectiveness of the soldier's medication will also increase.

Arlo also dismantled the board, first renewing his bones and dressing medicine, and then using the board to firmly fix his left arm on the side, and the technique was very skillful.

"Deal with it first, if you can go back alive, you will have to recuperate for two months!"

He Lingchuan grabbed the one-handed crossbow: "Help me load." ”

He had only one hand left, and he couldn't hold an arrow.

Ah Luo was stunned, but still helped him load two crossbow arrows according to his words.

He Lingchuan took two breaths, stabilized his emotions, raised the crossbow with one hand, and aimed at the culprit who had injured him.

Arlo looked at it and said, "You were injured by Monsan?" Yes, I survived! ”

He patted He Lingchuan on the shoulder, and then turned around to help others. The fiercer the fighting, the heavier his work.

Meng Shan, whom He Lingchuan was targeting, was a bear-like strong man, a head taller than a tall man like He Lingchuan, but twice as big as him.

His heavy armor was specially made, two sizes taller than ordinary people, standing like a barricade, and running like a whistling locomotive.

The people who crossed the car formation before were all nimble and agile little people, and He Lingchuan didn't expect this guy like a small mountain to come over. In fact, Meng Shan, who was wearing heavy armor, couldn't jump in, but Commander Xiao and the others played the carriage stacking music before, and it took a lot of effort to stack the largest carriage on top of several carriages, and compacted two large boxes.