Baotou, the second barracks of the Qin army.

"Kill!" Zhao Kuo's face was distorted, he clenched his short sword, and he walked towards the nearest strong crossbow cart, and killed quickly, he had to fight quickly!

The group of Qin army armor soldiers composed of veterans did not hesitate to block in front of the strong car.

In the camp, batches of well-armored Qin troops rushed out one after another, and the fleeing Qin troops were also regrouping.

"Qin Gou, let's die." Song Yi brandished a sledgehammer to meet him. But this time, the sword and shield hand rushed to the front at Zhao Kuo's signal.

"Cast!" When Qin Junjia and Zhao Kuo were about to make contact, Zhao Kuo shouted.

Immediately, Zhao Jun was in the front row, and the sword and shield hand in the front turned out to be the hand axe used to cut down trees before.

Zhao Kuo gave an order, and the hand axes flew out like a talisman.

Some fell on Qin Jun's head, and his head was split at that time, and his brain spilled out like flowing water, but under the firelight, the red and white mixed things flowed to the ground, leaving dark red marks.

Some fell on the Qin army, breaking the Qin army's battle armor, disemboweling and disemboweling, and the stumps flew all over the place.

But there were also some flying axes that were blocked by the Qin army's shields.

This is Zhao Jun's last killer move.

"Shoot." Zhao Kuo ordered again.

The second team of sword and shield men raised the best crossbows, but the Qin army also had crossbowmen.

Sou! Sou! Sou!

The two horizontal teams of different camps stood facing each other, and almost simultaneously pressed the hanging knife of the crossbow in their hands.

Like sacks, people were shot down alive by powerful crossbow arrows.

But these casualties were just a drop in the ocean for the Qin army, and for the Zhao army, they were heavy losses.

Sou!

Another dull sound of breaking through the air sounded.

Several Zhao soldiers in the front row were once again strung together by strong crossbows with thick arms.

Rao is Zhao Jun had already made up his mind desperately, but when he saw that his robe didn't even see the face of the enemy, he was shot directly, and his heart was a little hairy.

Zheng Anping saw that the balance of the battlefield was broken back little by little by the Qin army relying on the numerical advantage, and he greatly regretted his previous choice to surrender.

He blessed his soul and said loudly to Zhao Kuo,

"Zhao Kuo, let me go now, surrender immediately, I can consider giving you a way out. I, Corporal Wang Lixian, an excellent general like you has better development potential in the Qin State. Fan Xiang and I are friends of life and death, Fan Xiang you know, he is the middle father of King Qin..."

Syllable!

Zhao Kuo slammed the sword surface of the bronze sword at Zheng Anping's face, leaving a dark red blood mark.

"Cheng Zhao, you listen to me, before you die, you must kill Zheng Anping for me." Zhao Kuo said as he wiped the short sword with the corner of his clothes, as if Zheng Anping's face was the dirtiest thing in the world.

"Cheng Zhao, didn't you hear?" Zhao Kuo didn't hear Cheng Zhao's reply, he was shocked, thinking that Cheng Zhao was dead, so he turned his head to look.

found that Cheng Zhao actually pushed Zheng Anping to a Zhao Jun behind him, and then let that Zhao Jun use his sword blade against Zheng Anping's neck.

Zheng Anping could feel the coolness on his neck, and some of the warm liquid poured out from the blade.

Cheng Zhao himself strode forward and shouted loudly: "Zhao's doorman! ”

"In!"

"Onward."

"Kill!"

The dozens of disciples who followed Zhao Kuo spontaneously gathered together, completely ignoring the dazzling crossbow arrows in the hands of the Qin army on the opposite side, and rushed to the front.

Song said that he did not show weakness, he picked up the sledgehammer and roared: "Are all the people who have been rewarded by the general with clothes and names dead?" ”

"In!"

"For the general!" Song Yi waved his hand and took the lead in rushing forward. He actually ran ahead of Cheng Zhao.

"For the general!" Zhao Jun rushed forward one after another.

The Qin army also greeted him.

The archers on both sides were constantly stringing, regardless of the fact that their arms were already sore.

Bows and arrows either pierced through the gaps in the armor and took away lives.

Either fall on the armor. Leaving behind the sound of tinkling, it is like playing a symphony for this bloody feast.

Zhao Kuo looked around, and there were flames behind him, which he had set to drive away the Qin army along the road.

In front of it was the Qin army that came back to its senses and started fighting, densely packed.

If he had retreated after capturing Zheng Anping alive, or had chosen to break through the Qin army outpost and withdraw after breaking through the first Qin army barracks, would the situation be completely different?

Zhao Kuo smiled bitterly.

I only have one life, but everyone has only one life.

When he led the army to raid and put his life on the gambling table, he was destined to his own life, and it no longer belonged to himself, but to his fate.

He grabbed the bronze sword, roared, and slew forward.

If things don't turn around, if miracles don't come, let your blood be the epitaph for yourself and your loyal brothers.

Song Yi felt a little tired at this time.

He swung the hammer all night, his arm swelled, but he still gritted his teeth, raised the sledgehammer above his head, and smashed it down.

Bang.

The Qin army on the opposite side was smashed back by him for several steps, and then showed a happy smile.

Song Yi's sledgehammer, after countless strikes, completely cracked from the middle of the hammer shaft.

Qin Jun will not let go of this opportunity.

Song Yi watched as a Qin soldier, holding a short sword, his face distorted, rushing towards him.

Song Yi only had a broken stick in hand, and he was more than lucky.

A hunched figure slammed into the Qin army from the side, then blocked the Qin army's short sword with a shield, and pierced the Qin army's armor with a backhand, and then turned the hilt of the sword.

The action is jerky and resolute.

It was Zhao Kuo who saved him.

"General!" Song Yi only felt tears welling up in his eyes, his body was instantly filled with countless strength, and the soreness on his arm disappeared completely.

He then picked up the shield scattered on the ground and smashed it towards a Qin army who wanted to get close to Zhao Kuo.

Bang!

That Qin Jun only felt that his eyes were dark, and the world was spinning, and he fell down directly, never standing up again.

"Live and die together!" Zhao Kuo didn't have time to look back at Song Yi, so he could only subconsciously shout loudly.

In front of him, one or five or six Qin troops rushed towards him quickly. A doorman took the initiative to greet him, but he was stopped by Qin Jun's Changge, and then two Changge pierced the doorman's abdomen, and a bloody intestine was wrapped around Changge, and blood continued to drip down.

There was a thunderous tremor on the ground.

This shock was there before the battle began, and everyone thought it was the sound of the Qin army's recruits mobilizing and running.

But as the battle progressed, the tremors became more and more pronounced from far and near.

It was like thunder falling to the ground, and the giant drum was roaring.

Four thousand cavalrymen, frantically beating their horses with their whips, completely ignoring whether to maintain the formation.

The flag bearer of the cavalry carried a large flag with nine banners and a parenthesis on it.

Then there was a big banner with four big characters written on it, which was the name of the battalion that Zhao Kuo gave to the light cavalry who followed him after the first battle of Guguan.

So the tiger and leopard!

At the forefront of the cavalry, a fierce general, pursed his lips, his face sank like water, and his hands were full of green tendons.

By the light of the fire, he had already seen Zhao Jun who was fighting with Qin Jun, there were several familiar faces, Cheng Zhao, Song Yi, and the doormen who usually got along day and night.

And that familiar figure, the man who he had said he would be loyal to all his life, was being besieged by the Qin army.

"I, Sima Yue, swear that I will die in front of Shaojun! If anyone dares to interfere with my oath and hurt the young king, let me go down to see the king of Hades. ”