"Kill!"

A short but firm order.

The Zhao army directly began to squeeze the South Korean army camp from the north and south.

To the north, rushing to the front was the death battalion.

Counting the time when he followed Cheng Zhao to deliberately expose flaws under Yewang City to confuse the Han army's guards, this is Yao Heifu's second mission to the death.

Zhao Kuo personally rushed to the front before, so the lives of the three armies were unstoppable.

But as the commander of the first army, Zhao Kuo cannot rush to the front every time.

There are no eyes on the battlefield, and if he makes any mistakes, then this lone army behind enemy lines will probably fall apart immediately.

Lian Po?

He can command Sima Yue, Li Mu, Li Yun, and Sima Shang.

Therefore, the responsibility for taking the lead in each battle, in addition to drawing lots and taking turns, falls on the death battalions.

Yao Heifu, who is north of the Han camp, feels that this is the easiest task.

Han Jun? Is it an army?

He walked directly past Sun Gu, who was standing in front of him because of guilt, and held the sharp Korean iron sword with a brand-new shield.

Shouted loudly: "Ma Fuzi! ”

"Wan Sheng." The surrounding robes responded.

They are all dressed in sophisticated South Korean military equipment, and even wear the same green uniforms as the South Korean army, except for a white bag tied to their right hand, they look no different from the South Korean army on the surface.

However, their burning blood and dazzling bravery in their bones are something that the Korean generation does not dare to look at directly.

"Let me do it." Yao Heifu shouted. He committed the lightest offense, and his previous position was the highest, so in the death camp, he was still a hundred generals.

In the Zhao army, hundreds of generals led the team to charge, and after the old pass, it has become a necessary item.

Although Zhao Kuo has repeatedly ordered a ban on such behavior, after all, it is not easy to cultivate a hundred generals.

But the hundred generals who did not take the lead in the charge would definitely be looked down upon by their subordinates.

Yao Heifu rushed forward, bent over his waist and hunched over, trying to cover his body within the protective range of the shield.

Although he dared to die, he was not a reckless man.

Bang!

The South Korean army placed it outside the camp tent, wound the crossbow arrows, and fired them quickly.

Han's crossbow was excellent, and the crossbow arrow hit Yao Heifu's shield, bringing a huge impact that even made him pause for a moment.

If today he is holding a shield produced by Zhao Guo himself.

Then maybe the shield will be broken and people will die now.

There was a scream of robe Ze around, and the Han army's sophisticated crossbow arrows caused some damage to Zhao Jun.

Forward or retreat, heroes and cowards are often just a thought!

"Rush over and don't let them wind up!" Yao Heifu yelled, he didn't have the brains to discard the shield, but he was already upright, raised the shield forward, and moved forward quickly.

It is necessary to crush the South Korean army before they succeed in winding.

Otherwise, the robe in the back will be shot.

This was the only thought in Yao Heifu's heart at this time.

"For the general!" The whole army of the death battalion shouted.

The Korean army was caught off guard by a night attack, and the soldiers on duty were already in chaos, and when they saw the Zhao army rushing towards them, many soldiers screamed, turned around and ran.

But there is also Han Jun, facing Zhao Jun who is getting closer and closer, watching Zhao Jun's blades glow after being washed by the rain, and looking at Zhao Jun's fierce expression reflecting the courage to kill everything in his heart,

Still not flinching.

It was raining lightly today, and the crossbow attached to the fence had long been wet by the rain.

The leatherskin strings on the crossbow became moist and loose due to the infiltration of rainwater.

The string force becomes weaker, and some even break when they pull hard.

Many South Korean soldiers were shattered in their hearts and turned to flee.

But there was also the Han army, who wound it again, and then faced the Zhao army who was screaming in front of him, and directly pressed the crossbow machine.

Sou! Sou! Sou!

All the crossbow arrows shot into the surging crowd of the Zhao army, piercing the shield that was already full of cracks, and shooting bright blood flowers.

Intertwined in the rain, blood splattered.

"Be careful."

Yao Heifu heard the sound of the crossbow arrows, subconsciously squatted down and raised the shield high, but under the crossbow arrows, the shield finally cracked.

The crossbow arrow passed through the shield, and the tip of the arrow grew larger and larger in Yao Heifu's eyes.

He even thought he was going to die, and smiled with relief.

Finally gave his life back to the general.

But he didn't expect the crossbow bolt to get stuck in the shield and couldn't move. On a rainy day, the strings on the crossbow are still a little softer.

"Kill them all." Yao Heifu threw away his shield around him, held his sword in both hands, and was about to continue to rush forward.

Seeing that, another Han Jun, who had just put a good string on the crossbow, heard his own voice, and subconsciously aimed the crossbow at himself.

After all, it is still impossible to escape death.

Yao Heifu paused, the muscles of his whole body became stiff, his mouth opened slightly, and he exhaled jerkily, looking at the Han Jun gritting his teeth, his nose twitching repeatedly, and he pressed the crossbow machine viciously.

It's okay, dying on the battlefield didn't waste this life in vain.

Zhuang Wei is really a pity.

Burst!

It's the sound of a crossbow bolt coming into the body.

Blood flowers bloomed in front of Yao Heifu, and blood droplets mixed with rain sprayed on his face.

It was Sun Gu, who had been following him, who blocked the crossbow arrow with his chest.

"Kill." The robe behind him roared, smashing through the improvised and fragile wooden fence with his shield.

Those South Korean soldiers finally couldn't stand it anymore and turned around and fled.

But Zhao Jun, who was immediately killed, was cut to the ground by the red-eyed man.

The death battalion did not move on, but handed over the battlefield to the robe in the back. They still have tasks.

Sun Gu lay in Yao Heifu's arms, constantly coughing up blood.

As he continued to breathe, he felt more and more tight in his chest, unable to breathe.

Under the firelight, Sun Gu's face had begun to turn purple.

"Pierce his chest, and be saved!" Cheng Zhao, who was passing by, said sharply, and then took out the needle he was carrying, burned it on the fire, and directly pierced Sun Gu's lungs.

Hiss.

A gas that seemed to have been suppressed for a long time gushed out, and Yao Heifu, who had placed Sun Gu in his arms, could feel a stream of air blowing in front of him.

"Ahem, I thought that Han Jun's armor was so good that he could block it. If I knew I couldn't stop it, I wouldn't have pounced in front of you. Sun Gu said, trying to smile, and that smile was uglier than crying.

The bolt pierced his chest, and a large amount of air and blood soaked the lobes of his lungs.

The gas enters the body from the flap wound caused by the arrow wound, creating a high pressure.

"Ma Fuzi said that this is a tension pneumothorax, which can be relieved with acupuncture and is not so uncomfortable." Seeing that Sun Gu was getting better, Cheng Zhao's face showed joy, but then his eyes dimmed.

It's just a relief for a while, and it's not so painful.

When the lungs are broken, the air will re-enter the chest cavity from the trachea with the breathing, and slowly occupy the entire chest cavity along with the accumulated blood.

"Sun Drum! I owe you another life. Yao Heifu couldn't help himself, and looked up to the sky and roared.

"Before, I couldn't stand you. Your good future has been delayed by me. Sun Gu said with a miserable laugh.

"Don't say this, I owe you my life."

"Between the robes, who doesn't owe anyone's life. The last time I was disciplined, I hurt you. Now it's clear. I really don't know, the armor of the Korean army can't stop the crossbow arrows. ”

In fact, those who have been soldiers know that the crossbow arrow is extremely strong, and even if it is two layers of armor, it may not be able to block the crossbow arrow from shooting at close range.

He said this only because he had always felt guilty about Yao Heifu.

There are also pairs of Mo Da and Zhuang Wei.

"Here you go again, quick, carry me, get me there as planned, and give me a good time." Sun Gu felt his chest tighten again, and it was difficult to breathe,

The same feeling as before.

He knew that the demon who was asking for his life was coming again.

"Take care of my family, follow the general, kill!" Sun Gu wanted to hold Yao Heifu's hand, but his fingers couldn't be closed, and he felt that he was running out of strength.

The whole chest felt like it was being pressed against a boulder.

Unable to breathe, eyes drooping.

"Ah!!!!!!h

This will be Yao Heifu, the heaviest sword in his life.