Qi Youliang held the sword in his right hand and dragged it on the ground, and walked towards the important target step by step, leaving a sword mark that was not deep or shallow, imagining that Qi Youliang's chest was even more exaggerated in terms of the sense of oppression.

And the target he was eyeing was Wang Ye, who happened to be Wang Ye.

Earlier, because of the fierce war, Wang Ye's captain's armor was seriously damaged, but Guan Cheng brought everything with him when he left, but there was not much armor, Datong was not short of jewelry, gold and silver, and there was a lot of money over the centuries, but the armor was not much, Zhili County did not produce copper and iron, and all the materials needed to be bought at a high price, but in these years, whether it is grain or copper and iron, it is a strategic material that can determine the country's capital, and any prince is very strict about this.

Guan Ze tossed around in the arsenal for a long time and didn't make up enough for Guan Cheng to have one for each person, and finally strictly ordered the dignitaries in the city to donate, and pulled some off the guards to make up more than 2,000 sets of armor.

When Qi Youliang saw a Jin army wearing a company commander's armor and put his robe to the ground one by one, his competitive desire in his heart immediately took over.

Wang Ye naturally also saw Qi Youliang who came over, in Wang Ye's eyes, this person is compared to a fool, the army still has time to engage in such bells and whistles, if the two of them are facing each other before the battle, it may be so.

"Kill~" Wang Ye roared, the green tendons on his temples on his neck burst out, his hideous expression expressed the anger in his heart, and the long sword in his hand and blood droplets flowed down, like a god of war descending under the interplay of moonlight and firelight.

A qualified officer can have a rough idea in his heart just from the momentum, Qi Youliang was shocked when he heard Wang Ye's roar, and he was careless to underestimate the enemy, mmp, but Wang Ye was obviously not ready to give him any chance, and the long sword in his hand swirled in the air with a beautiful sword flower and rushed over.

The soldiers on both sides who are fighting along the way are very tacit understanding to dodge the road, on the battlefield soldier to soldier to general, everyone is catching and killing, no soldier is stupid to go up to die, even if the officer who seems to have half a breath left suddenly erupts is not something that the small soldiers can stop,

Qi Youliang also roared angrily, and seized the time to boost his morale, at least he had to let his subordinates see his fearlessness, in case showing cowardice would also have a certain impact on the morale of the army.

As the most basic officer, the company commander who has been fighting on the front line all the year round is almost an instinctive reaction at every opportunity, when the long sword in Wang Ye's hand was chopped down with the sound of the wind rubbing against the air, Qi Youliang instinctively measured his body to the side, and then the long sword in his hand stabbed at Wang Ye at a tricky angle.

This sword can not be said to be poisonous, if Wang Ye's impact momentum does not decrease, it will inevitably hit Qi Youliang's sword blade, but if Wang Ye, whenever he slows down for a moment, Qi Youliang has the confidence to send the sword into his stomach in this gap.

Qi Youliang showed a gloomy smile on his face, this trick can be said to have been tried and tested, and even killed several enemy company commanders with this trick, otherwise it would be impossible for Qi Youliang to be a company commander in the Jin Army for several years.

At the critical juncture, Wang Ye took a breath and shouted, twisted his waist violently when the old force was not unloaded and the new force was not born, and dodged Qi Youliang's killer blow in an extremely awkward and weird posture.

All of this was between lightning and flint, and the smile on Qi Youliang's face had not yet dissipated when he felt a sudden pain in his back.

The two walked sideways, only fighting for one round.

Qi Youliang, who was a little famous in the Jin army, looked at the tip of the sword that came out of his chest in disbelief, and wanted to turn his head to see it clearly, but there was a strong force behind him again, and before Qi Youliang could react, he was kicked on the back by Wang Ye's big feet and flew out several steps away, and he was out of breath.

The nearby Jin soldiers were suddenly shocked, there are few people in Lin Zhiming's brigade who don't know Qi Youliang, his bravery can be said to be only under Liang Ren, the two also competed for the position of the commander of the pioneer company at the beginning, and the two can be said to be comparable in terms of force, but because Liang Ren's life experience is a little better, Qi Youliang was defeated, and this incident has also made him difficult to let go, and he is even more desperate and bloodthirsty on the battlefield, and he is a well-known madman in the Jin army.

Even Liang Ren was reluctant to provoke him.

But such a brave general was actually killed by the opposing officer in one round and kicked away.

Jin Bing began to be a little flustered, Qi Youliang could only block one round, so there was no need to think about the result when he went up.

Wang Ye roared again, raised the long sword in his hand and pointed at the golden soldier in front of him.

Sergeant Jin suddenly felt his heart rise to his throat, and his two eyes stared at the tip of the blood-dripping sword in panic, and even wanted to retreat, but behind him was his own robe, where could he retreat, he could only squeeze back desperately.

Under the elimination of the other, the morale of the soldiers of the Jin army increased greatly, and they broke out with more powerful combat effectiveness than usual, and successfully suppressed the Jin soldiers.

Wang Ye was even more like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, smashing left and right, stirring up the formation of the golden soldiers even more chaotic.

Victory is in sight!

At this time, Guan Cheng also gradually reversed the disadvantage by virtue of his physical strength, but Guan Cheng's guards were obviously weaker than Yan Tao's personal guards, and they had lost most of them, and they were gradually in a disadvantageous situation.

In the melee, both Wang Ye and Wu Chengju were commanding the nearby soldiers and horses with the intention of driving the Jin soldiers out as quickly as possible, and now there is a fire rising in the back camp, the longer the time is more unfavorable for the Jin army, and no one can take care of Guan Cheng's situation for a while.

Lin Zhiming led the remaining Jin soldiers of nearly 1,000 people, holding torches aloft and the long dragon rushed towards here.

"Quick! Hurry up! If anyone dares to snub him, cut it off! ”

Lin Zhiming stood on the side of the road and shouted at the soldiers under his command who were rushing forward.

Torches passed in front of his eyes, and under each torch was a wolf-like armored soldier with a fierce light in his eyes.

Guan Cheng and the others didn't know that the Jin soldiers still had a back hand, but behind them they had completely dispersed, and the two hundred armor soldiers who stayed behind were powerless to stop the panicked people, the only thing that was gratifying was that the battle took place in the front camp, and the people basically pushed from the back camp to the camp and ran out, and the black field was full of aimless black shadows.

Zhu Cheng was a company commander in the Jin army, and he was transferred to the rear camp as a guard because his left arm was injured, and at this moment he felt deep guilt as he looked at the situation that was already out of control.

As an old man brought out by Guan Cheng from Yong'an City, he admires Guan Cheng very much, although Guan Cheng is only a teenager, not as old as his son who is no longer there, but this does not affect Zhu Cheng's loyalty at all, he will never forget the night three years ago, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was still thirteen years old for his small company commander did not hesitate to turn his face with the Sikong of the dynasty, and slashed several people in the Sikong Mansion with a long sword in his hand to avenge his son.

But now he feels ashamed of this kindness, and the wound on his left arm is still oozing blood, but Zhu Cheng can't feel the pain at all.

"Company commander, what should I do?"

A young soldier next to him leaned over and asked.

Zhu Cheng looked back and saw that the soldiers under his command were gathering over, but the original company of 200 people was only about seventy percent at this time, and there were many corpses lying on the ground, most of them were trampled to death, including soldiers wearing armor.

Zhu Cheng closed his eyes, and two lines of cloudy tears flowed down his cheeks.

After a while, Zhu Cheng opened his eyes violently, pulled out the sword at his waist with a pout, turned to look at the embarrassed soldier in front of him, and said loudly: "The safety of the camp of the King of Jin is entrusted to us and others, but in less than half an hour, the camp was destroyed and the people dispersed, this is a shame for us, and I am ashamed of the kindness of the King of Jin!" ”

"Today, I, Zhu Cheng, decided to repay the king with death, and the sword will not drink blood, and the sword will not return to the sheath and return to the camp!"

"All the kings dare to die together!"