The crossbow arrows, which had been blocking the left rear of the raiding party, suddenly came to a halt.

"The crossbow bolts have stopped? Move to the left back! ”

Jin Shubao also wondered why the enemy's crossbow arrows had stopped, but he had taken care of them flawlessly, and immediately issued an order to retreat.

The raiding party immediately picked up speed and retreated to the left rear position.

Ling Hupo and Xu Shichang, after knocking out the pillbox crossbow position, immediately retracted their heads, hid in the trench, and bowed to the left side.

The trench is not a straight one, but a twist and turn, leading in all directions.

The open ground on the top of the mountain is basically dug with trenches, like a labyrinth.

Perhaps also connected caves or tunnels, hidden fortifications and exits.

Linghu Po has been thinking about groping forward.

Life and death are a matter of life, and there must be no error in judgment.

After taking a few steps forward, before I could confirm the direction, I saw two red cherry spears poking out at the corner.

Linghu Po gestured to Xu Shichang behind him to hide and stop advancing.

After a while, two Turkic soldiers began to appear, bent over with spears in their hands.

Linghu Po was close at hand, and he immediately squatted against the wall of the trench.

When the two Turkic soldiers turned forward and turned to the right, he suddenly jumped up from behind, grabbed the two heads with his two hands like iron pincers, and pulled them inward with all his might.

"Bang..."

The heads of the two soldiers collided uncontrollably, and they were dizzy.

As he was about to draw his sword to kill the enemy, two more Turkic soldiers with a spear each appeared behind him.

Seeing the three people who were entangled, and the two Turkic soldiers who came up from behind, they were really stunned and stunned.

Just knowing that the raid team of the Final Jin Army appeared in the trench a hundred paces away in front, why did one jump out of here?

If it is a lone enemy army, this is a meritorious service.

These two Turkic soldiers are proud.

As the saying goes, the praying mantis catches the cicada, and the yellow finch follows.

Xu Shichang, who was delayed, was a corner away from the enemy and was not discovered by them.

If you enter the mother, kill one first.

He raised his hand and it was an arrow.

"Porphyry..."

The arrow pierced the neck of the guy on the side, and he died.

But the Turkic soldier on the far side had already completed the assassination action of raising his gun.

The tip of the cold gleaming spear was aimed at Ling Hupo's vest.

"Big brother, watch your back!"

Xu Shichang's rapid fire was not good, and he didn't have time to draw his bow and release the arrow again, and when he was about to shoot, he could only shout in despair.

This roar was amazing, like a thunderbolt in the sky, which frightened the enemy so much that he was directly stunned and froze there.

Life and death are in an instant.

Linghu Po, who was sensitive, had also felt the gust of wind in his back.

Before Xu Shichang's roar completely fell, his body was already in the air, and his two feet were kicked on both sides of the trench, in the shape of a horse.

A trapeze-like spin jumps down behind two stunned soldiers.

The Turkic soldiers, who had turned their backs to the guns, were now facing each other.

In between, of course, are separated by two meat shields.

Almost at the same time, Ling Hupo strangled one of the soldiers in front of him with his left hand, and kicked the other out with a strong kick.

With his right hand, he snatched the red cherry spear from the squeezed soldier, and stabbed at the enemy directly opposite him.

"Porphyry..."

"Porphyry..."

Two sharp blades stabbed into flesh.

Two people on both sides of the enemy and the enemy stabbed at each other almost at the same time.

The difference is that Linghu Po has a natural meat shield in front of him.

"Ahh

"Ouch..."

Different screams rang out.

The two Turkic soldiers opposite each other fell to the ground with spears pierced through their chests, and a large blood hole in their chests was squeaking and spurting blood.

At this time, the Turkic soldiers who were kicked out by Linghu Po finally got up.

He picked up the red cherry spear in his hand, and prepared to stab Linghu Po fiercely.

Xu Shichang, who came out of the corner, stretched out his leg and kicked the soldier to the ground.

"Porphyry..."

The red cherry spear in Linghu Po's hand took the opportunity to stab the unlucky guy's back, and he was chilled.

The short but thrilling encounter ended, and the two of them fell to the ground, gasping for breath.

In the frightening hand-to-hand combat, the adrenaline secretion of the body is too fast and too much, a feeling of tiredness and prostration follows, the muscles are extremely tired, and the hands and feet are shaking inadvertently.

Especially Xu Shichang, his whole body trembled so badly that his lips were crooked and he couldn't even speak.

However, the situation on the battlefield did not allow them to breathe, and a chaotic sound of footsteps came.

There were at least a dozen people listening to the voice, coming from the left and right.

At this time, Linghu Po and them were in an awkward position.

There were corners in front and back, but their position was in the middle of a straight, and there was nowhere to dodge.

Looking at the four dead Turkic soldiers on the ground, and then at himself, Ling Hupo gestured to touch some blood on the corpse with his hand and smear it on his face and body.

He took off the helmet of one of the corpses and placed it on his head, while he moved one of the corpses and pressed it against himself.

Then the man leaned against the wall of the trench and closed his eyes.

Xu Shichang understood it and concocted it in the same way.

It's common to play dead on the battlefield, as long as it's not at the end of the battle, when the enemy cleans up the battlefield.

At that time, it was not to play dead, but to send it to death.

Because of cleaning the battlefield, there is a habit of mending knives and guns.

"There's movement over here!"

Seven Turkic soldiers emerged from Xu Shichang's left position, and they rushed out from the corner with large scimitars in their hands.

At the same time, six Turkic soldiers rushed out of the tunnel on the right, and after the two sides met, they both nervously pointed their weapons at each other.

However, after discovering that it was their own people, they all sighed heavily and put down their weapons.

"What did you find here?"

"No, we heard the shouting!"

"The enemy should be around here, let's search forward, don't let them escape!"

After exchanging opinions, the two pairs finally chased after the raider together.

And Linghupo, who hid aside and pretended to be dead, the enemy didn't pay attention or check at all.

These Turkic soldiers, never dreaming that the enemy they were looking for would lie at their feet and eavesdrop on their conversation.

When these thirteen enemies walked a distance, Ling Hupo and Xu Shichang got up from the ground.

Ling Hupo was busy wiping the blood on his face with the corner of his clothes.

"Why are you smearing blood, big brother, if you have to pretend to be dead again?" Xu Shichang smiled and winked at Ling Hupo.

Seeing the brother who had completely relaxed, Hupo was really happy in his heart.

After a bloody battle, the rookie has also transformed.

He scolded Xu Shichang with false disgust:

"Say you're a nerd, you're not convinced, our faces are all standard Han Chinese, smeared with blood, it's hard to distinguish between Han and Hu, and when we meet with the people of our raid team, there will definitely be misunderstandings, or even accidental injuries, and it will be a big trouble."

"Well, it's still the eldest brother who thinks thoughtfully." Xu Shichang also began to wipe the blood stains with his sleeves.

Ling Hupo grinned, shrugged his shoulders, and began to look around again.