Wang Wu didn't say that the Ming Dynasty was dead, he was talking about the death of the world!

It is said that there is a dead country, and there is a dead world.

The surname of Yi was changed, which is called the death of the country;

Benevolence and righteousness are full, and as for leading beasts to eat people, people will eat each other, which is called the death of the world!

Today's China is not a dead country, but a dead world!

The so-called rise and fall of the world is the responsibility of the husband!

What is the world?

Inherit the civilization of the clothes!

Giving up your head to keep your hair and protect your clothes, right and wrong are said by people after the success!

There's nothing to say, there's nothing to think about.

Only to die and war!

It is impossible to retreat.

It's all on this, it's better to call Wang Wuhui to die!

"It's all one life, and no one is more than anyone else! May those who die with my king come forward! ”

After drinking the words, Wang Wu's figure had already jumped down the slope and slashed at the head of a Qing soldier who was riding on the Ming army and frantically swinging his fist.

With a "grunt", the axe instantly sank into the back of the Qing soldier's head.

The Qing soldiers, who were pinching the neck of the Ming army with one hand and beating with the other, looked at Wang Wu who was holding the handle of the axe blankly.

After kicking the Qing soldier to the side, Wang Wu's hand sank.

I couldn't pull out the axe!

Subconsciously looked at his right arm, which was covered with armor.

Nothing to see.

But I can clearly feel that the muscles are beating wildly.

Jumping like an eyelid without the control of the will.

Wang Wu knew that his physical strength was on the verge of collapse, but he didn't stop there and turned back, but walked towards the fighting crowd again with a big axe.

As he said, if you don't fight to the death now, the world will die!

At this moment, he is not a banner in the hearts of the soldiers of the Ming army who are fighting for their lives on this narrow mountain road.

It's the banner of the world!

If he falls, the remnants of the Ming army on the Western Front will be defeated, and the world will die as it was in the original time and space.

Since then, the smell has been everywhere, and everyone is a pig and a dog.

Later generations are not ashamed of the slavery of the country, but proud.

Yuna ignorant woman!

The big axe slashed down again.

There was an extra severed limb on the ground.

Split again.

Blood spurted wildly.

Wang Wu, who was like a demon, was like the only one in heaven and earth, constantly slashing in the crowd of Qing soldiers.

There was no sound in his ears, only horrible braids in his eyes.

Every swing of the axe, every drop of the axe, seemed to drain the last trace of essence blood from Wang Wu's body.

It was as if his life had been overdrawn.

He was shaking, his eyes were dizzy, and he was still mechanically and numbly swinging his axe.

It's all about breathing in the chest.

It seems that this is the only way to prove to the heavens and earth that he is a human being.

A man who stands up to the heavens and does not want to be a slave!

"Kill him, kill him!"

Qing deputy general Wang Jinzhong saw Wang Wu who was constantly slashing with a big axe, although he didn't know who this person was in the Ming army, but he knew that this person would not die, and the Ming army that was fighting to the death would not retreat.

After pushing away several battalion soldiers who were blocking in front of him one after another, Wang Jinzhong slashed down with a knife.

The cut is a bit off.

The long knife landed heavily on the iron armor on Wang Wu's right shoulder, making a crisp "clang" sound.

Wang Wu, who was sinking sharply, turned his head to look at the adjutant general of the Qing army who attacked him, and threw the axe towards the door of the deputy general with his last strength.

The moment the long axe was taken off, he felt that his right arm seemed to be freed.

In his sight, the fast-flying long axe struck the general's head.

With the little apprentice who learned to shave, he threw the razor on the big winter melon with a "grunt".

When Wang Jinzhong fell forward, his eyes were not in disbelief, nor unwilling, but resentful.

"I am willing to fight to the death with the general!"

More and more Ming soldiers pounced.

The Qing soldiers are crazy, and they are even crazier.

They are all people who are going to die, and what is there to be reluctant to.

It's a big deal.

Cao Diwei and Jiang Tiancheng were all rushing to kill although they were extremely tired, and the big sword was waved down, and one after another Qing soldiers kept falling.

Xu Lin, who was exhausted, rolled around at the foot of the mountain with a Qing soldier in his arms.

As he stumbled to his feet, a bloody piece of soft flesh spat out of his mouth.

The Qing soldiers behind him were holding their bloody necks, leaning against the stones and convulsing.

The blind man was knocked to the ground by the Qing soldiers, and the dirt and dust choked on him.

He could feel as if one of his ribs was broken.

But what is this pain!

Forcibly endured the great pain and rushed to the crumbling captain, and gave him a fatal knife, due to the loss of strength, his body was unstable and fell again.

Glimpsing this scene, the dumb and anxious "Abba Aba" screamed, holding two green battalion soldiers who used fire guns as iron rods, and used all his strength to push the two battalion soldiers backwards frantically.

There was a fire gun on his back, but the mute man only held the two helpless battalion soldiers as if he didn't know the pain, and pushed forward.

"Let go of Lao Tzu, let go of Lao Tzu!"

The green battalion soldiers who were being held were terrified, and kept swinging their fists at the dumb people who were buried in their heads.

But no matter how they swung their fists, their bodies still retreated uncontrollably and quickly.

Knock down one companion after another.

"Kill!"

Every soldier of the Ming army was fighting for his life, and no one retreated.

The enemy is crazy, they are even more crazy.

Because their generals are in front.

Because the world must not perish!

They can repel the Qing army once, they can repel twice, and they can repel countless times.

The Green Battalion soldiers, who had become fearless because of their fear of death, were once again in a dilemma.

In front was the Ming army who exchanged their lives for their lives, and in the back was the supervising army that wanted their lives.

I don't know who came up with the idea, so I simply threw away the fire gun and fell to the side of the mountain road and pretended to be dead.

It worked.

The Ming army that rushed to kill didn't care whether the fallen Qing soldiers were dead or alive, and only rushed forward without their lives.

Gradually, more and more Qing soldiers fell.

No one knows whether they will live or die.

The battle line was pushed back to the cart that had just been flooded by the sea of Qing soldiers.

The desperate Ming army also ushered in the final showdown with the Qing army.

Yu Hai's handsome flag stands in front of the cart!

It seems to be a no-go zone there.

No living person can pass through the forbidden area.

Regardless of the Ming army or the Qing army!

The Qing Dynasty's Jingqi Nihafan is under the banner.

"General!"

Wang Wu, who was slumped on the ground, was helped up by the mute and another personal soldier, and beside him were the soldiers of the Ming army who were constantly rushing forward with weapons in hand.

Although Wang Wu was already unable to wave his arms, and although the mute desperately wanted to hump him down, he still raised his right arm and said in an unquestionable voice: "Forward, forward!" ”

"Onward, onward!"

Ma Changyuan led the officers and soldiers of the left battalion to crash into Yu Dahai's pro-army team, which was all in armor.

The broadswords on both sides were falling.

The soldiers in the front row fell, and the soldiers in the back row made up.

Fight without any skills.

What fights is will.

The Ming army fell more than the Qing army.

Because they've been fighting for too long.

The tragic situation of his own soldiers in front made Wang Wu's eyes widen angrily, he broke free from the dumb hands, and roared: "Take off your armor for me!" ”

Armor removal?!

Dumb they were stunned.

Instinctive obedience made them remove the incomparably heavy iron armor for the general.

The moment the iron armor left, Wang Wu felt extremely relaxed.

"Die with me!"

Wang Wu, who was carrying Li Zicheng's saber, resolutely stepped forward to the Shura Hell Field.