Chang Poyu had been at the front of the group, and he already had two arrow wounds on his body. Fortunately, there was armor to block it, and after a simple bandage, he continued to lead the infantry corps of Great Xia to pursue the light bow horse team of the rangers.

Lu Jichuan advised several times,

"General, please be sure to protect yourself, once something happens to you, then the entire northwest defense line of Great Xia is likely to completely collapse. ”

Chang Poyu brandished an iron spear in his hand, not at all like the old man who was almost ancient, he turned his head and greeted Lu Jichuan,

"Isn't this the battlefield where our hot-blooded men who often win in Great Xia have made great achievements? Captain Jinsha, Jinsha is our territory of Great Xia, and every inch of land under your feet now is our territory of Great Xia. You see, we have come here from Jinsha City, but we have been separated by mountains and seas? This is also Jinsha, every inch of land in Daxia should be the Jinsha in your eyes!"

Lu Jichuan tried to recommend him several times to no avail, and seeing that Chang Poyu had already killed his red eyes, he didn't dare to stop him more, but Ma Zheng on the side secretly pulled him aside.

"Boss, that surnamed Chang has gone mad, let's chase their horse team with two legs in the rain of arrows from the rangers, isn't this filling the lives of our brothers into the fire pit?"

"Bastard, how can you talk like that, General Chang is the governor of the five armies of our Great Xia, you talk about him like this, aren't you afraid of losing your head?"

"Boss, if you believe him or not, then even if you hand me over, I will die at the hands of the boss, and I will not be wronged. ”

Seeing that Lu Jichuan still wanted to reprimand himself, Ma Zheng had no choice but to lower his voice and tell all the news he could hear.

"Boss Lu, you regard him as our commander, think about it carefully, has he ever treated our border army brothers as human beings? You personally begged him to bring the military dependents of the homeless camp into the city, but he refused to agree, but he was called by the little hairy cub called Xiang Bei, but he happily agreed......

Lu Jichuan's brows furrowed, obviously in a somewhat complicated mood, seeing that he seemed to be still hesitating, Ma Zheng simply told all the information he had investigated privately,

"Do you know, that little hairy cub is not even our people of Great Xia? The rabble he brought back from Nanjun are all the remnants of the Northern Liang, and that little hairy cub is said to be the wild seed left by the protector general of the Northern Liang back then. The old man handed over our golden sands to this little hairy cub, it's not that he doesn't want to trust you......"

"What, why didn't you tell me earlier?" Lu Jichuan obviously didn't care too much about this, he just felt that Ma Zheng was a little too sensitive to Chang Poyu's suspicions, but these news really surprised him.

Ma Zheng looked around again to make sure that no one was eavesdropping, but he still lowered his voice a lot,

"General, don't forget, the former captain of Jinsha was a general who fornicated with border bandits, and was often promoted only after breaking captives. Moreover, he ordered you to execute those border bandits with your own hands before accepting your ......."

"Shut up!" Lu Jichuan couldn't help but shout angrily, but Ma Zheng knew that this anger was not caused by him, Lu Jichuan's body flowed with half of Xiqiang's blood, his father was the border army of Great Xia, but his mother was a refugee from Xiqiang who fled to Great Xia. This secret is known to Chang Poyu, and Ma Zheng also knows.

"And ......" Ma Zheng wanted to strike while the iron was hot.

"What else, say it quickly!" The anger in Lu Jichuan's heart was being drawn out little by little by this seemingly reckless subordinate.

"Do you know why we have to use infantry to pursue the ranger barbarians? Our last group of tiger and iron horsemen were also seconded to Yang Sheng by that old madman, and now those who are making trouble behind enemy lines are our group of iron horsemen, who carried us to send Jinsha Tiger Ben into the fire pit, and now he wants us infantry to go to death, there are only two possibilities, or he is greedy for military merit and does not take the lives of his brothers seriously. Otherwise, he wants to kill people with a knife and replace us with his preferred people. ”

"How dare he?" Lu Jichuan subconsciously put his hand on the handle of the knife on his waist, and suddenly felt that he was out of shape again, and the anger on his face was quickly covered up, and he just asked coldly,

"Ma Zheng, you told me so much, what do you want to do?"

"Boss, if we are still obsessed with it now, we are afraid that the tiger whose teeth and claws have been pulled out will become a plaything that has been played with between the palms of others. I have already contacted the brothers who came out of our Jinsha, and they have already expressed their willingness to go back to Jinsha with us to guard our hometown. ”

"What about General Chang?" Lu Jichuan couldn't change his words for a while, presumably he was still a little in awe.

"The old madman let him go, and let him invite merit by himself. As long as we are united, can they still kill all our brothers in the Sands?"

After thinking about it, Lu Jichuan looked at the brothers who kept falling, and the old man who rushed to the front to fight to the death, after thinking about it, he had no idea for a while, so he had to sigh and be silent.

Ma Zheng knew in his heart that there were some things that Lu Jichuan was difficult to say, but his attitude could be regarded as acquiescing to his plan.

Chang Poyu had exhausted his physical strength, but he still insisted on mechanically waving the iron gun in his hand, and the current situation in the northern frontier of Great Xia made this veteran general have to gamble on this.

The Ranger carried a large amount of looted baggage, and lost the biggest advantage he had in peacetime against the enemy in the Great Summer, that is, the mobility of the Ranger Light Horse. As long as Yang Sheng nails the most important and weakest place of the ranger army like a nail, the large camp of the Chinese army, then the infantry of Great Xia can entangle the horse team of the rangers, and then completely solve this crisis.

Or take a step back, even if the main force of the rangers cannot be annihilated, then as long as the rangers are forced to give up the food and grass for wintering that they have scavenged from Great Xia, then the Northern Wilderness Rangers who have been hit by the wind and snow should not recover their vitality against Great Xia for at least five years.

It's just that taking advantage of the interval between the battles, Chang Poyu turned his head to look at the guard behind him who had privately confessed and kept the golden arrows for himself, and the guards couldn't help but be a little nervous, if he really got to that point, could he send the old general away with an arrow before the enemy took Chang Po captive?

......

Yang Sheng did not have this arrangement of Chang Po, although he had also saved the golden arrow for the old general, and knew that it was also necessary to do so, but when carrying out this generous death mission, the fast horse Yang Sheng did not have such an arrangement.

Because of this mortal battle, the lone sheep threw themselves into the wolves, and no one had the extra energy to do this, and for the ultimate goal, every warrior had to take out all the strength and spirit in his body to fight to the death.

However, has that goal been achieved? Yang Sheng, who was covered in bruises, became more and more confused, and before leaving, Chang Po's entrustment was vivid.

"If you can pounce on the leader of the rangers, you can get out of the way. Or you buy me as much time as I can use my infantry to entangle the horse caravan on the horses, and then I will signal the firebirds, and if you see them, you can break through with the brethren. ”

"Then what if you can't wait for the signal of the firebird?" Yang Sheng suddenly asked, not wanting this question to make himself and the old man in front of him look gloomy at the same time, after an awkward silence, Chang Poyu's voice became even more vicissitudes,

"If there is no firebird, then our Great Xia's qi has been exhausted, and we, as the warriors of Great Xia, only need to shed the last drop of blood for her. ”

......

Yang Sheng wiped a handful of blood dripping from his forehead to the arch of his eyebrows with his hand, and suddenly his palms were stained with viscous plasma, and his resolute face was even more covered with blood, "Draining the last drop of blood?" It seemed that it was still far away.

But it was impossible to snipe the tall man who was held by the stars of the rangers, and more and more elite rangers gathered behind the young man with the tiger's back and waist, and the young man's hand was still tightly holding the head of the huge king's spear.

It's a pity that he only cared about cutting off the obvious king spear at that time, and he didn't even realize that this young man was actually the leader of these tens of thousands of Northern Desolation Spirit Cavalry.

After a few more rounds of charges, the saber in Yang Sheng's hand was already curling the blade again, but he no longer had the strength to make the action of falling sideways from the galloping war horse and snatching the saber to the ground.

The comrades-in-arms around Yang Sheng, and even the mounts under their crotches were all exhausted, and the knights' trembling hands couldn't hold the reins of the horse, so they had to use their palms to symbolically roll tightly, and their arms hung weakly on the horse's back.

Yang Sheng glanced twice in the direction of Great Xia, the sky was still overcast, and there was not even a lone flying bird, let alone the "Firebird Alarm" mentioned by Chang Poyu.

"Brothers, do your best......"

Yang Sheng comforted the last dozens of comrades-in-arms who were still clinging to him, there was no longer a three-person battle formation at the moment, all these surviving warriors had become the last stubbornness of the Great Xia Tiger, and in the contemptuous eyes of the rangers who surrounded him, he was still calm, and the matter had come to this point, and he died without regrets.

On the road of repeated killings, many of the ranger warriors who once stared at these tigers with such contempt have turned into corpses dripping with blood.

The saber that used to dance like the wind has become so heavy at this moment, Yang Sheng gritted his teeth and reluctantly raised the saber again, but all the muscles of his right arm, which was covered with scars, were trembling, and even the raised saber was trembling slightly.

The tip of the knife was still stubbornly pointed at the eldest prince who was surrounded by many subordinates.

Shedding sneered, and then turned to look at the ranger beside him. Obviously, he had some appreciation for Yang Sheng's riding skills, but the head of the king spear in his hand always reminded him that he must not let go of this Great Xia cavalryman who did not know whether he was alive or dead. When the last dozens of Great Xia Tiger War Horses began to stagger and launch the final charge, Tokhtar instead commanded his men to retreat together, carrying the head of the king's spear, lifting the reins of the horse, and meeting them.

Originally, when the eldest prince ordered to capture Yang Sheng alive, Tucker let out a sigh of relief and put his last iron arrow back into the quiver. But at this moment, Tokhtar personally went into battle against the Great Xia Tiger Ben, and Tucker still fired his bow and arrow again for the first time, aiming at Yang Sheng, who was getting closer and closer.

Finally, in close combat, the speed at which Yang Sheng's saber fell could not be compared with the spearhead in the hands of the eldest prince, and at the moment when the saber was cut down, the head of the king's spear was faster, and it directly stabbed Yang Sheng's lower abdomen, and the last "fast horses" of this batch of Great Xia finally stopped.

......

Chang Poyu, who launched this raid, was much more embarrassed than Tokhoff at the moment, and the old general found that there were fewer and fewer foot soldiers around him. The old man couldn't help but raise his arms again and shouted, "Aren't you going to save our brother who broke into the camp?"

There were few applicants. Those soldiers who originally followed the commander to kill, seeing the huge casualties, slowly began to hesitate, and often stomped their feet angrily, "Defeated, as long as you take one step forward, just one step!"

But at this moment, the subordinates, looking at Ma Zheng's eyes, seemed to have met a savior.