"Old Qin, go to the national disaster together." Wang Feng has always been known for not being afraid of death, and he also understands the truth of survival in death. As he drew his sword forward, the Iron Eagle Sharps around him erupted with astonishing combat power.

The leopard, who was commanding his men in a fierce battle in the distance, was surprised to find that the Qin army's general flag suddenly accelerated forward, and it was about to collide with Zhao Jun's general flag.

The king sees the king!

This is a scene that has never been seen in the life of the leopard and the horse. His heart was rippling, and he couldn't wait to put on his wings and fly straight to Zhao Kuo's side, sweeping away all obstacles in front of Zhao Kuo, and letting Zhao Kuo personally slash the enemy commander.

But when the Qin army saw that his commander was desperate, he naturally burst out with great combat effectiveness, and the two armies of Qin and Zhao fought evenly for a while. It's just that when everyone is fighting, they will look at the general flag from time to time to see whose general flag will fall first.

Wang Feng is experienced in this kind of thing. He understands that those managers are often good at strategizing and ranking behind the scenes, but when it comes to charging into battle, the coach is often not as good as the soldiers around him.

And the people around the manager often need to be distracted in order to protect the manager.

That's my biggest strength.

Wang Feng was full of confidence and rushed forward.

In front of him is the Zhao Kuo who is carrying a flag and wearing a helmet!

Dozens of Iron Eagle Sharps roared loudly, gathered together, and rushed forward, completely ignoring how the weapon in Zhao Jun's hand pierced into his body, and smashed away Zhao Jun in front of him with his body.

Wang Wei held the sword in both hands, the sword in his left hand blocked the stab of Zhao Jun in front of him, and the sword in his right hand slashed forward, after feeling the familiar feeling, his right hand rotated, and the sword blade rolled out a beautiful blood flower in Zhao Jun's body in front of him, and the blood gushed out like a fountain.

The soldiers between the two flags were sent to eternal sleep by their respective enemies in various ways.

The Qin army killed the king Wang Wei, and with a bronze short sword, he pointed at the man wearing the handsome helmet of the Zhao army in front of him.

"Die, Zhao Kuo." Wang Feng took the lead and kicked hard, and his body shot out like an eagle.

But the man did not advance but retreated, raising his shield to resist Wang Wei's attack.

Bang, the huge recoil force shook Wang Feng involuntarily took a few steps back.

Wang Wei didn't recognize Zhao Kuo, he just judged which person was the commander of the Zhao army based on the general flag and the handsome helmet. He didn't know that the person in front of him was actually the strongest disciple under Zhao Kuo, Sima Yue.

Wang Feng only felt that Commander Zhao's force was so powerful, and it was extremely difficult to be on par with himself. What's more, this person can also become the commander of the first army, which is simply demonic. It's a blessing to meet such an opponent in life.

At this point, he had to fight hard, he took a few deep breaths, adjusted his state, and prepared to rush up again. He understood that there was a high probability that there would be no life in this battle, and the only glimmer of hope was to kill the enemy commander in front of him

But even if it is death, it can die in the hands of such a brave opponent, and die without regrets.

It's a pity that a faint hoarse voice came from not far away: "Shoot him for me, shoot that Qin army commander." ”

Commander of the Qin Army? Wang Feng was stunned for a moment, and suddenly remembered that he was now wearing a full set of Qin Army Commander armor, and when he looked up, a rain of arrows that was not dense was shooting towards him.

Wang Feng was strong and reacted quickly, and immediately dodged on his side, and according to his experience, the archer would have a break of three to five breaths after shooting a round of arrows to rewind it.

This was when he was close to the opposing coach, Wang Feng immediately got up, only to find that another wave of arrows was coming at him.

When did Zhao Jun have such an elite and fast archer.

Wang Feng was shocked, and the two Qin soldiers around him pounced on him and used their bodies to block this wave of arrow rain for Wang Wei.

You will not die in vain, I will kill the commander of the Zhao army first, and then kill all those archers to avenge you! With tears in his eyes, Wang Weihu roared, pushed away the corpse of Qin Jun's robe in front of him, and stepped forward again.

Another rain of arrows.

Continuous.

Wang Wei subconsciously protected his head with both hands.

Some of the bows and arrows were blocked by the delicate and sturdy marshal armor on Wang Feng's body, but there were also two or three arrows that shot into Wang Wei's forearm.

"Ahh Wang Wei was in pain, and the blood in his bones was completely stimulated, and he bit off the shaft of the arrow with his teeth, wanting to continue moving forward.

Or a rain of arrows.

At least a dozen arrows were inserted in Wang Wei's body, and a few of them even pierced through the armor and into the body.

"It's a man's, come and fight me to the death." Wang Wei yelled in despair and anger.

"Okay, I'll satisfy you. It's a man's pikeman, give it all to me, stab him to death! Unexpectedly, Zhao Kuo actually stood up before Sima Yue and waved his hand.

Behind him, more than a dozen Zhao Jun holding Qin Jun's spears rushed over and stabbed Wang Wei into a blood gourd.

He did not close his eyes until he died, as if lamenting that he had died in the siege, not at the hands of the commander of the Zhao army.

Of course, he didn't know at all that the coach of Zhao Jun he thought was Sima Yue. And the one who ordered him to be killed was the real Zhao Army Coach Zhao Kuo!

In this battle, the Qin army was completely annihilated, and the Zhao army suffered more than 2,000 casualties, most of which occurred in the early stages of the battle.

In the later stage of the battle, with the reduction of the size of the Qin army and the death of Wang Feng, after the width of the battlefield was fully used by the Zhao army, the strength advantage of the Zhao army prevailed, and the situation of the Zhao army often appeared in three fights or even five strikes in one place.

And after killing the enemy army in front of them, these Zhao troops continued to expand their numerical advantage like a snowball.

The red-eyed Zhao Jun had no intention of keeping prisoners at all.

And Sima Yue rushed out to cut off Wang Wei's head and hung it under Zhao Kuo's flag.

"They killed it, not me." Zhao Kuo pointed to the pikemen and archers beside him and said.

But no one wants to take the credit. For them, following the coach to capture the flag is the greatest honor.

And the most dazzling part of this glory, of course, belongs to the bravest marshal in their hearts, Zhao Kuo.

But whenever Zhao Kuo inspected the camp of Han Wangshan and looked at the old pass from afar, he would always think of the two doormen who used their bodies to block arrows for themselves, the six doormen who generously went to the dead barrier to deliver letters, and those Zhao troops who charged with him and those Zhao troops who defended the barrier and annihilated the whole army.

He turned around and asked Sima Yue: "I remember you said that more than 100 people followed me to Changping. ”

"Hui Yu Shaojun, it's one hundred and thirteen."

"There are a few left."

"Seventy-two."

Therefore, in the first battle, most of the doormen under his command were killed. Zhao Kuo was extremely emotional in his heart, and he would succeed in ten thousand bones.

Fighting, we have to continue to fight, people, we have to continue to die.

He pointed to the old pass and said to Sima Yue: "When the battle is over, build a temple for the brothers there." ”

"Yes."

"From now on, the number of my disciples will be set at seventy-two, and don't increase it any more. All of you must live well with me. ”

"We must die before Shaojun." Sima Yue replied.

Thousands of years later, the most distinctive tourist attraction in Guguan is a place called Zhaowangmen Ke Temple.