Higashino Jori was known for his strength in the Yasushi army, and a long knife could chop a wild boar from head to tail.

Zhang Fu bowed his front leg and leaned on his shoulder to block the shield to the left, and the refined straight knife in his right hand slashed towards the blade of Higashino Jori.

Higashino was shocked, instinctively deflected the blade with both hands, and forced the knife to the right.

There was a loud bang between the lightning and flint, and the two of them were numb, and their hearts were full of horror.

For Higashino Jori, this is the first time someone has caused him this feeling, who can become a former army scout is not an elite, not to mention that he Higashino Jori, a martial artist who has not been met in a hundred years by the Higashino family, even the lord has personally received him and said that he can be called the first warrior of Unai Island.

But now that a random Zheng soldier was brought out, he actually shook himself back, and in the eyes of Higashino Jori, being a pontoon bridge supervisor in the rear is definitely not the main force.

Zhang Fu was also horrified in his heart, his strength may be above average in the entire Xiaozhou army, but this is the Xiaozhou army, at present, Zheng Guo's military strength is carrying the ceiling, and a random Jingren meticulous work on the opposite side has such a huge strength, it seems that this opponent is not simple.

Did both of them misestimate each other?

Higashino Titori couldn't hit a blow and then returned his backhand, trying to break the Zheng Jun formation from the side.

That's a good idea.

But the other Yasujun scouts didn't have the skills of Higashino Jori.

The momentum is very strong, and the cold light of the weapon accompanied by the roar must be able to intimidate many people.

Zheng Xiaoxian and Qu Xin's long soldiers stabbed diagonally, and they easily skewered a gourd.

The organic spirit ghost turned to the rear, and two or three knives slashed at Lu Man, who had just filled the formation.

The straight knife in Lu Man's hand was aimed at the neck of the enemy on the right, and he didn't think about it as a knife, Jing Ren was shocked and retreated directly, and the hook shield on his left hand blocked the blade while turning his backhand, and the long hook directly came to Jing Ren's neck.

In just a few breaths, Zhang Fu and the others killed several people in a row without being injured.

Uncle Yu hid in the formation, and the crossbow shot from time to time, which can be said to be a hundred shots.

The hair in Higashino Strip, who was lucky not to hang, exploded, although Higashino Strip was famous for his martial arts, but it was more eyes and brains that supported him to survive on the battlefield.

Seeing that Zheng Jun's fierce Dongye Tiao's shouting and killing was even higher, but he quietly took a few steps back, and the cruel words in his mouth continued to spray, so that the loud voice in Higashino Tiao's voice almost overshadowed everything on this miniature battlefield.

Higashino Jori seemed to feel the security he deserved, but it was a pity that he forgot an old man who should not be ignored the most.

Uncle Yu changed the repeater in his hand with a crossbow box, and shot out a few points, Uncle Yu became the one who killed the most enemies.

Uncle Yu naturally heard the shouts in the Higashino Tiao, and after making sure that Zhang Fu and the others could deal with it for the time being, there was no danger, and Uncle Yu aimed the repeater in his hand at the Higashino Tiao, who was commanding in the rear.

Looking at the past from the mountain, you can clearly see the target, after all, the two sides are really close.

The sound of the crossbow firing was very small, and the sound of breaking the air was covered by Higashino's own voice, and when Higashino saw it, he didn't have a chance to react at all, and almost watched the oncoming crossbow bolts crash into his chest and abdomen.

Higashino covered his wound in pain, his sideburns and tendons flared up, and cold sweat flowed out of a bean-thick line on his face.

The last thing he saw was the mottled sky and the chaotic branches, and as for the shouting of killing, the robe that was still fighting, his hometown, and the cherry blossoms he liked had nothing to do with him.

Dongye's sudden death brought a lot of shock to Jingren, and in just such a moment, there were at least ten casualties on his own side, and Zheng Jun had nothing to lose except to take a breath.

The remaining Jing people were divided into two groups, one group of people dragged Zheng Jun but the attack was no longer so active, not stupid, and knew that it was not easy to fight.

Another group of people began to climb trees, preparing to make a three-dimensional attack.

This trick undoubtedly worked, the number of people on both sides was not much, and the total number of people was less than a hundred, but the difference was ten times greater.

Jingren likes to use hidden weapons, and he also likes to apply poison, and his head is not bad.

Zhang Fu and the others were a little in a hurry, and they couldn't look at each other at the same time.

"Retreat! Evacuate the woods. ”

Zhang Fu decisively gave the order, and Lu Man directly changed from the rear strategy to the pioneer.

Fight and retreat.

Jingren was also overjoyed when he saw that it was useful, and he threw the secret weapon unexpectedly.

Zhang Fu, who was on guard in the rear, heard a muffled snort and hurriedly turned his head to look.

Qu Xin had just pulled out the mark that was tied to his hand, and the blood that spilled out even spilled a few points on Zhang Fu's arm armor.

"How?" Zhang Fu asked nervously.

"Get out of the way, break some skin." Qu Xin said nonchalantly.

Zhang Fu turned around and continued to respond to the enemy, at this time the busiest was Uncle Yu, who kept shooting at Jingren on the tree, but Jingren obviously learned a lesson, so that Uncle Yu did not gain much, and the only two crossbow boxes in Uncle Yu's hand were about to run out.

Fortunately, Zhang Fu and the others were not far from the edge of the woods.

Less than half a cup of tea.

"Captain Wu, something is wrong with Da Xinzi." When he was about to leave the woods, Zheng Xiaoxian on the side shouted.

Zhang Fu was startled, and a bad premonition came up and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

"It's absolutely poisonous, look at Da Xinzi's hands."

Zhang Fu turned his hand and pulled the straight knife out of a Jing Jun's chest before turning his head to see it.

After just a short while, Qu Xin's face had begun to turn blue, his entire right hand was almost black, his lips trembled, cold sweat climbed up his cheeks, and his eyes were bloodshot and trembling.

"Da Xinzi, hold on. Uncle Yu, please help take care of it. ”

"Three full!"

Lu Man's is the third in the family, so everyone is generally called Sanman.

"What's the matter?"

"You take Da Xinzi to withdraw first, don't let him walk when you run on your back, and detoxify first when it's safe!"

"Okay."

Lu Man turned around and picked up Qu Xin and ran, a complete set of armor had more than 50 catties, plus 70 pieces and a person estimated that there were 200 catties, but Lu Man could still walk like a fly.

At this time, Zheng Jun could no longer guarantee the most basic formation with only two people, and Jingren's morale rose instantly.

“tuocigeki~~~”

There were not many hidden weapons that Jing Jun could bring at this time, and those who shouted to kill rushed up at the moment.

More than a dozen Jing troops surrounded Zhang Fu and others, and separated more than half of them to chase them out.

"Xiao Lu, you go first and organize the people of the city defense camp."

Uncle Yu decided to break off. Veterans will bloom even if they wither.

Jingren put the main attack on Uncle Yu, who was lonely, after all, persimmons have to pick up soft pinch.

But how can a person who has been rolling on the battlefield for decades be a soft persimmon, you can say that his physical strength can't keep up, his reaction is not as agile as a young man, he is more likely to get tired than an adult, and he can't wear such heavy armor, but the skill and experience on the battlefield is definitely stronger than Zhang Fu's several people combined, and the kind of subconscious action that goes deep into the bone marrow is not impossible to practice all year round of life and death.

So Uncle Yu pulled out a straight knife, and the sharp knife peak was printed with Uncle Yu's old folds, but there was no trace of disobedience and discomfort, and even Uncle Yu was in the mood to smile faintly.

Holding the hilt of the knife in one hand and a short knife in the left hand, he stood in the encirclement of several Jing troops with a calm expression.

The most sincere place of a person is in the eyes, if even the eyes can deceive people, then this person is really a lot and sad.

But there is something more subtle than the eyes, when you feel it, you will instinctively be apprehensive and even afraid, and then the brain will tell you to be careful!

A few Jing people, you look at me, I look at you, the hands holding the Jing knife are still strong, but their eyes have begun to drift.

Anyone can see that Uncle Yu is surrounded by enemies several times his size, and if anyone who sees the excitement will definitely think that Uncle Yu is too scared to move.

However, only Jing Ren knew that the surroundings were shrouded in an invisible aura, which made several elite Jing soldiers who had been killed for a long time feel panicked.

That was Uncle Yu's murderous aura, the murderous aura that had been brewed and accumulated in the army for nearly forty years was like a flood that burst the embankment, and at this time, it easily washed away the so-called pretentiousness and pride of these Jing people.

How many results does it take to have such momentum? Butcher?

"Kill!"

An angry shout was like a tiger's roar, Uncle Yu picked a target and launched an attack first, a sixty-year-old gray-haired, you look away and even worry about whether his rickety back can still support his life, and whether he can straighten up again to see the road ahead, but just such an old man dared to take the initiative to attack in the face of several elite enemy soldiers, and the straight knife reflected the light in the sunlight gradually condensed, and he was indomitable.

This is the last battle of an aging king.

Burst~

Yasuto, who faced Uncle Yu directly, was directly pierced through the heart, and dark blood flowed out of his mouth, coughing.

Uncle Yu skillfully turned the handle of the knife and drew the knife, half of his face was red with blood, and he turned around.

At this time, the rest of the Jing people reacted, some people were annoyed and angry, how many weak people could be sent out to be meticulous and lurk so far away?

For so long in the conquest of Zheng Guo or since joining the army, there have been many cases of causing trouble in the rear of the enemy army, sabotage, killing, arson, and extinguishing the door, and the butcher's knife has always been in his own hands.

What's more, the opponent is still an old man with white hair and a gray back.

Gu Shui Takashi is one of the angry ones.

Anger on the battlefield needs the support of strength, and Takashi Tanizumi from Unuchi Island is very confident in his ability, a person who is less than thirty years old but has twenty years of battlefield experience and has been making a living on the battlefield almost since he was a child.

Uncle Yu doesn't have many knives, but every knife has results, and he knows his strengths and weaknesses very well.

He had no way to stop everyone, even if there were already two corpses in front of him, there were still five to face, and he was more careful, Lu Man in the rear had already had to put Qu Xin on the ground and turn around to face the enemy, and for a while he was stumbling, looking very embarrassed.

Uncle Yu looked at the rear a little anxious, he was old and couldn't be ruthless, but he couldn't mess up, Uncle Yu's eyes were slowly awakening with a desire to kill and calmness.

At this time, the city defense battalion that rushed over to reinforce was less than a hundred steps away from Lu Man and the others.

Jing Jun didn't dare to hold it up, and more than half of the people cautiously greeted him, and even Zhang Fu, who had just come out of the woods, felt much less pressure, and then quickly moved closer to Uncle Yu.

At this time, Uncle Yu's left arm was already injured, and it was a little inconvenient.

"Uncle Yu, how is it, can you still hold on?"

"No problem, you go to support Xiao Lu first, these five old men are dragging it."

Zhang Fu gritted his teeth and retreated ruthlessly.

Lu Man had been injured in many places, but Qu Xin on the ground was well protected.

"Brother, leave me alone! Let's go! ”

Qu Xin was lying on the ground, his body was no longer able to exert any strength, the violent toxins were rampaging in his body, and the armor that was full of security in the past became a burden at the moment, and he couldn't breathe.

It's a pity that Lu Man didn't hear it.

Not far away, Zhang Fu and the two gave up Uncle Yu and ran here. He happened to see the long knife of a soldier Jing chop off half of Uncle Yu's arm.

But there was no scream from Uncle Yu.

On the other side, the apprehensive Jing army was overjoyed as soon as he paired the Shangcheng defense camp, which was not at the same level as the Zheng army just now.

More than a dozen Jing troops beat the city defense battalion of more than 30 people and retreated, except for the team that could barely support it, others could not stop it at all.

The Jing army roared again and again, and the violent and arrogant face gradually transformed into the face of Shurazi in front of the soldiers of the city defense battalion.

This is an unequal slaughter.

In Jing Jun's meticulous heart, this is Zheng Jun. Vulnerable.