At the sound of the name's order, three thousand elite soldiers swarmed down, and after a while, the entire Xijindu fell into a melee.

"Report, General. Suddenly, two or three thousand men and horses were killed from the mountain, and they were engaged with our army, it seems that they should be the soldiers and horses under Ying Ming, menacing, obviously prepared, I am afraid that our brothers are not opponents. ”

Fan Qing, who was already worried, suddenly heard the bad news reported by his henchmen, and immediately became angry, kicked over the table and said: "I don't know if a group of wastes have been ambushed by others, I don't know what you usually eat." ”

Fan Qing was wearing a suit of armor, walking back and forth, thinking about countermeasures. The details of his own background must have been figured out by the Qingshui Fang of Xiguan Zhonghe Court, and this road of soldiers and horses must have been sent by Zhonghe Court, otherwise it would never have been imagined with the thing full of lard in the name of Ying. Now that it has reached the time of 100,000 urgency, there are only two ways in front of us, one is to surrender and return to Qingshuifang in the name of the name, which will be worse than death, and the other is to break the kettle and sink the boat There is still a glimmer of life.

Fan Qing knew that there was no way to retreat now, and he hadn't tried Qingshuifang's methods, but he had heard about it. Basically, they went in vertically and came out horizontally, and even the great masters of the Liangyi Realm couldn't stand the torture when they were caught, and they knew everything, which made people chill when they thought about it.

After thinking for a long time, Fan Qing said to his henchman with a ruthless face: "There is no way, since it has been exposed, there is no way out." Now our only chance to survive is to kill it, as long as we kill Wei Dong and flee to the Yueshu Kingdom, we can also enjoy glory and wealth. ”

The henchman nodded, and said a little timidly: "But ...... But that's the 3,000 elite soldiers under Ying Ming, I'm afraid that the brothers are not opponents, it's the ever-fighting army of Xiguan, and I heard that the combat effectiveness is not ordinary. ”

You must know that the soldiers and horses under Ying Ming's command are also known as the main force of Xiguan, and 10,000 of the 50,000 soldiers and horses in his hands are absolute elite divisions, known as the sword in the hands of the guards of Xiguan.

Fan Qing heard the words of his subordinates raising the prestige of others and destroying their own momentum, grabbed the shirt of his henchman, and said viciously: "If you run, you will die faster, as long as the brothers dare to fight, we still have a chance to fight five thousand or three thousand, even the tiger has to peel off the skin." Give me to supervise the battle, and whoever dares to retreat will cut me down. ”

The henchman swallowed: "Yes, I'll go now." ”

After his henchmen left, Fan Qing couldn't help but feel a sense of powerlessness, in fact, as the main general, he knew better than anyone that the gap between the elite of the army and the stragglers was really big. It's like cavalry against infantry, like cutting wheat. But now this situation is an arrow off the string, there is no turning back, since there is no way to retreat, simply fight for a splendid future.

Looking at the official ships on the river, they have already been stuck like hedgehogs with arrows, and they are full of holes.

Everyone in the official ship listened to the whistling arrows, which kept sticking into the hull, and after a while, the outer wall of the hull was shot through, and gradually more and more arrows came in.

The hull of the ship is also dangling and crumbling, and in some places it has begun to seep water.

"It's so aggrieved, young master, let the boat dock, the brothers still have the strength to fight, the name of Mo Daowei can't be insulted by our people, and death will be more beautiful." Yang Zhong scolded, and then asked Wei Dong for his life.

"Fight with these bastards who eat inside and out. ”

"Yes, fight. ”

Hou Jin and Zhou Cheng, as well as the remaining Mo Dao Guards, all asked for their orders to fight.

Wei Dong frowned and didn't make a sound, looking at everyone with a solemn expression, you know, once the fight starts, there is really no way out. Wei Dong didn't want them to die here in vain, but there was no better way for a while.

Even Uncle Ye sighed, mainly now he and Wei Dong didn't have the strength to fight, the battle the night before was too fierce, and both of them were seriously injured now. Although it has improved slightly after a day and a night of healing, it is not a miracle medicine after all, and the great master of the Liangyi Realm is not an immortal, it is impossible for ordinary people to recover so quickly, and it is impossible to break through from thousands of troops.

"Young master, there is really no way, after the ship docks, the old slave will take the Mo Dao Guard to kill a bloody path for you, as long as you enter the Wushan Mountain Range, it will be difficult for them to find you again. "Uncle Ye knows that at this time, the hope of surviving is very slim, including Wei Dong, but he must do his best to fight for Wei Dong for the possibility of one in ten thousand, and there is nothing if he doesn't fight.

Mo Daowei, who was present, deeply agreed with what Ye Lao said. They are not afraid of death, but they are afraid of dying so aggrieved, and they can at least pull a few lives on their backs when they go ashore, and they will make enough money. If everyone was not injured, as Mo Dao Guard, they would definitely be confident that they would make a lot of money, and even if they died, they would kill these guerrillas on the other side to the point of fear.

Seeing that the official ship was about to be exhausted, Hou Jin hurriedly said: "Young master, you can give the order, Mo Daowei can only die on the battlefield, and there is no saying that he drowned in the water." ”

"Please give the young master an order!" everyone said in unison.

Wei Dong looked at the twelve remaining Mo Dao Guards, their eyes were red, and they looked at him expectantly. Yes, the prestige of Mo Daowei cannot be disgraced in his own hands, and the soldiers of the Wei family only died in battle, and there were no survivors.

"Go ashore. ”

I saw the devastated official ship sailing to the shore tremblingly like an old man who was about to die.

Wei Dong and Uncle Ye were the first to get off the boat, and the two of them worked together to kill the twenty or thirty defenders on the edge of the pier, and the defenders were suddenly so frightened that they did not dare to come forward. At this time, in order to avoid accidentally injuring their own people on the shore, the rain of arrows has stopped. After Wei Dong and Uncle Ye, Mo Daowei went ashore one by one, and the boatmen in the official ship were not allowed to go ashore by Wei Dong and escaped when they saw the opportunity, after all, they were not the primary target on the other side.

The twelve Mo Dao guards were all injured, and some of them were seriously injured and even needed the support of their companions to stand firmly. But they are all full of perseverance, not afraid of death, and holding a knife.

For a moment, the picture seemed to be still, thousands of people surrounded the fourteen people on the shore, Wei Dong stood at the front with a spear 'Dian Qingqiu', Uncle Ye stood in the back with a special Mo knife, and the twelve Mo knife guards fought in turns, one by one holding the Mo knife with their heads held high, murderous and awe-inspiring, and there was no word 'fear' in their eyes at all.

Wei Dong preemptively struck and yelled: "Kill." ”

"Kill. ”

Wei Dong and Uncle Ye's injuries could only rely on their weak True Qi to protect their bodies, and they killed the enemy with the most ordinary moves, but they were still extremely powerful.

Everyone went forward to kill, relying on the momentum of not being afraid of death, which frightened the Xijindu defenders to retreat.

I don't know who shouted, "Don't be afraid, everyone, they are at the end of the crossbow, the general said, a head will be rewarded with a thousand gold, and the official will be promoted to two levels." ”

Mo Daowei is not afraid of death, and it is clear that the principle of killing one more today is to earn. Each of them, with their own tall and big, seven-foot-long and fifteen-pound Mo knives, a large piece of the knife fell to the ground at every turn, and the unlucky ones were directly cut off.

"Lao Yang, today we are comparing the two brothers, who killed more. Hou Jin shouted loudly, and did not forget to tear off the strip of cloth on his clothes and tie his hands with the Mo knife.

Yang Zhong took a sip of blood, not knowing if it was his or the enemy's, "You lost last time, but you haven't invited the wine yet." ”

"Put your mother's fart, I don't know what it means to lose. Hou Jin scolded.

Wei Dong's fourteen people killed a vacuum in the crowd like this, and the corpses on the ground under their feet, gradually a few Mo Dao Guards, who were already seriously injured, fell down and never got up again.

Yang Zhong looked at the fallen brothers, and the brothers who were pierced through the abdomen by a few spears died tragically in front of him, his eyes were bloodshot, and with an "ah" sound, the strength in his hand was even more hit: "Brothers, brother, I will arrive later, and I will kill these white-eyed wolves on the Huangquan Road." ”

After a long time, Wei Dong and the others were numb, and the spear in Wei Dong's hand 'Dian Qingqiu' was dyed red, if it wasn't for the strip of cloth tied to his hand, I am afraid that he would have been unable to hold it for a long time, and the Mo knife in the hand of Mo Dao Wei was extremely sharp At this time, there were also more gaps, and the degree of tragedy can be imagined.

The Mo Dao guards around him fell one after another, and the original fourteen people were finally left, Wei Dong, Uncle Ye, Hou Jin, Yang Zhong, and Zhou Cheng, covering each other back to back. Covered in blood, there are comrades, there are their own, and more are the defenders of Xijindu.

The five people who were already injured are now even more injured. All five of them gasped for breath and slowly slumped on the ground with their backs leaning against each other.

But the more this is the case, the more the defenders of Xijindu dare not step forward, and not everyone can go up to pluck the dying tigers, and maybe they will become the backers.

Wei Dong held a spear in his hand and put it on the ground, he really didn't even have the strength to lift the gun, and laughed weakly: "What's the matter? I was so energetic in the boat just now, and now I am like a soft-footed shrimp." ”

Yang Zhong coughed twice when he heard what Wei Dong said, and replied with a miserable smile: "Young master, if you find a delicate little lady for the monkey spirit now, you will be as alive as a little leopard." ”

"Old ...... Lao Yang, it's not me who blows, you find it for me, and I'll cut off ten more heads and send you as a urinal. "Hou Jin is really out of strength now, and he doesn't want to move even more when he sits down, and he even feels hard to laugh.

Wei Dong smiled and shook his head, who still doesn't know their respective situations, don't talk about continuing to fight now, even holding weapons feels very difficult, looking at the clear blue sky, it is best to close your eyes and sleep comfortably now.

It should be said that in such a good weather, it is a pity that you should hold a small stove, lie on a wicker chair to bask in the sun, drink some wine, and chat.

Zhou Cheng looked at this group of Xijindu defenders who were tentatively moving forward, and spit out phlegm, probably pulling a wound somewhere, grinning in pain, and still letting go of his mouth, "This group of cowards, we don't dare to sit here, at least let Lao Tzu pull one or two more pads on his back before he closes his eyes to earn more." The sound grew like a mosquito.

Hou Jin touched Zhou Cheng on the shoulder, "It's right that people are cowardly, but they are not stupid." ”

found that Zhou Cheng did not react, and shrugged his head, not knowing whether he died in battle or passed out in a coma.

Yang Zhong muttered in a daze, "Young Master, I seem to have heard someone come to save us." ”

As soon as Yang Zhong finished speaking, he fell to the side, and Hou Jin gradually couldn't support it, closed his eyes and said, "Then you can't do it, someone here and I have someone lift me up." ”

Uncle Ye, who was already old, couldn't withstand such a physically demanding fight, and he fainted at some point.

Only Wei Dong was still slightly awake, barely letting his eyes close, and in a trance, he looked at a fat man with a face with a Chinese character who was not tall but had a big waist and a round waist, under the cover of his own soldiers, bathed in blood and killed like a demon god from the sky, like a broken bamboo, no one could stop him.

The Xijindu defenders who surrounded Wei Dong suddenly dripped into hot oil like cold water and exploded.

Ying Ming, who was dressed in armor, hurriedly approached, and immediately knelt down on one knee and said, "The young general has suffered, and I will take you home in the end." ”

Wei Dong looked at the familiar face of the Chinese character in front of him, half-kneeling in front of him, Wei Dong pulled the corners of his mouth and said with a wry smile: "Brother Ying, if you come later, you won't be able to see me." ”

Ying Ming looked at Wei Dong's injuries all over his body, is this still the young general who has been playing behind him?

Ying Ming hurriedly stepped forward to help Wei Dong with red eyes and said, "It's no wonder that Big Brother Ying is late, and the young general is suffering." ”

"First...... Save ...... first Uncle Ye, I'll rest first. After speaking, Wei Dong couldn't hold back and fainted.

Then Ying Ming asked people to treat them immediately, clean up the wounds, bandage them, smear them with gold sore medicine and give the fainted Wei Dong five people a healing pill to nourish qi and replenish blood. Ying Ming has been looking at Wei Dong's side, never leaving. It wasn't until the soldiers were busy with their work that they told him that there was no big problem, and when they were recuperating, they put down the heart they were carrying, but a murderous heart did not decrease but increased.

......

"Report to the general, a total of 2,300 prisoners were captured and one general of the Xijindu garrison who was preparing to escape. "Ying Ming, the main general of Xijindu, listened to the report of his subordinates.

"Bring Fan Qing up. Ying Ming's face sank like water, and he ordered.

I saw two personal soldiers with Fan Qing, who was tied up with five flowers, and threw Fan Qing to the ground heavily.

Fan Qing was almost frightened when he saw Ying Ming, panicked, and cried and begged for mercy with fear on his face: "General Ying spares my life, I am blinded by ghosts, I am a beast, my ancestors deserve to die for eighteen generations, please let General Ying let me go, spare my dog's life......"

Ying Ming twitched the saber of the guard on the side, and said with a ruthless face: "Since your ancestors deserve to die for eighteen generations, then you should die." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, a head that still retained a frightened expression on his face flew up and watched his body fall to the ground.

"General, the captives outside said that they were all following the orders of the chief general Fan Qing, but I didn't know that the person who came was a major general, begging for life, general, how do you think these people should be handled?" A herald walked into the village and reported the situation of the captives outside.

Ying Ming inserted the bloody saber in his hand into the scabbard of the guard on the side, and sneered: "Do you still want to live for the crime of treason? Even the major general doesn't know, and he deserves to die, so kill them all." ”

Then I heard the sounds of begging and wailing outside, and some who were unwilling to sit still and wanted to resist were just dying and struggling, and their efforts were in vain.

For a time, the blood of Xijindu was like a river, and the Tianmen River in the vicinity was dyed red.

After taking Wei Dong back to Xiguan in the name of the name, I saw that the Jingguan built by 5,000 people in Xijindu stood here like a tower of hell.

The cold wind was howling and the sun was hanging high, but it could not warm the blood stains that gradually dried up and turned black; the blood 'ticked, ticked' and fell to the ground, merging into rivers of blood and flowing into the Tianmen River.