The last glimmer of light descended from the setting sun, the speckled firelight shone on the battlefield where more than 100,000 people gathered, rockets were fired, the intertwined and divided crowds were fighting in the night, and the Wu Dynasty soldiers who were struggling to kill the hillside were advancing almost in a life-for-life manner, and the defense under the Jin Kingdom began to crumble and shatter little by little. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Blood oozed out of the cracked armor, Gao Pet slower the speed of wielding the heavy spear, his mind was white, he didn't have to think about anything, his eyes only stared at the old man standing under the big sword, one step, someone fell down with blood, and then the second step, stabbed again...... There are many shadows in front of him.

"Lack of stamina, think Tian Jisai's story hasn't been heard?" The old man looked at the general who was almost exhausted and about to fall, and his voice rushed to the sky with a smile: "You're done-"

Call......

There was a sound of wind blowing through the field, and the sound was fierce.

Wanyan Zonghan, who originally had a fighting intent on his face, was stunned for a moment, and in his field of vision, the team with a faint cry interspersed with the Wu Dynasty's main formation, and the number of people in the blur was not very large, and he did not ride a horse or anything like that, which made him feel a strangeness in his heart.

"What kind of soldier would go to the battlefield with a cowardly cry......" The old man frowned and thought for a moment, the light sound of the weapons around him seemed to awaken a certain nerve in him, his eyes widened, and he summoned the herald, and his tone was extremely fast: "Go and stop the cavalry of Yan Lou's room immediately, don't fight with that team, go quickly!!"

The word 'go' almost came out loud.

When the herald rode his horse and galloped, the Wu Dynasty team of more than 1,000 people was arrayed on the aisle where the cavalry of Lou Room must pass, and in the procession, the figures holding spears were trembling and sobbing in a low voice, their waists were obviously much thicker, but fortunately, it was night, and it was not so abrupt.

"Dead... I'm going to die..."Someone in the dead silence couldn't help but speak: "Brothers... Are you afraid?"

Someone answered: "I'm afraid, but I've drunk all the soul sacrificial wine, so I can't turn around and go back and leave my head in the crotch of my pants for the rest of my life?"

Some sighed, others couldn't help but sobbed again, and the humming sound spread a desperate atmosphere in the procession, and then the horses' hooves ran over.

"Brothers, on the Huangquan Road, let's be a companion together, don't be bullied by the Jurchens alive, and be bullied by the little ghosts when you die. ”

"Okay! Let's go on the road together today. ”

The voices gradually became warmer, looking at the silhouette of the mighty war horse rushing in the night, the impatient soldier took out the fire fold in his arms.

Tiny flames lit up in the dark night. The Jurchen cavalry that came from the opposite side did not mean to slow down, and for the small number of Wu Dynasty foot soldiers in the field of vision, Wanyan Lou did not pay too much attention to it, and stepped on it as always.

His eyes suddenly sharpened, and he waved his hand on the horse's back, and in a moment, the horn that broke the opponent's formation blew, and the horse's hooves flipped and roared.

The two sides were so close that they could almost see each other's expressions.

Laugh at...

The dazzling light was spreading on the waist of the man, the moment the fire fold fell at his feet, the footsteps kicked and lifted violently, and the man had already rushed out, and the man who took the lead was holding a spear, and the white fire was spreading, and then pounced on the rushing cavalry, and the spear stabbed out.

At the moment that pierced his chest, the voice was shouting.

"I'm Han!

When the head of the gun pierced the blood, and the sound stopped abruptly, the line of fire burned out, and there was a loud bang, and the flames broke the two bodies apart, and the flames rose in mid-air, and half of the horse's neck lost its flesh and skin, and fell to the ground.

Wan Yan Lou Room rushed to the rear, and at the moment of the explosion, he grabbed the reins, watching the flames rise, and the corpses of people flying around, his vision tightened sharply, and those soldiers of the Wu Dynasty, who were still regarded as cowardly, seemed to have become some kind of terrible monster.

And then, more of these 'monsters' rushed in.

One after another, the figures collided, or flew and fell off their horses with the cavalry, rolled together, or directly resisted the cavalry's charge with their spears and were knocked away, or they were stabbed to death and fell to the ground, and the line of fire was still burning.

Boom Boom Boom Boom Boom Boom

Countless explosions rang out one after another, the remains of people sprinkled the sky with sticky blood, the war horses were overturned and neighed by the waves of air, and huge flames with black smoke stretched and bloomed on this road, and the dazzling light almost swallowed everyone's sight.

Wanyan Lou Room weakly grasped the horsewhip, fell to the ground, did not go beside him, and retreated, counting more than 500 horses left, seeing that there were Jurchen soldiers who were rescued in time, their faces were full of scorched marks, and there was plasma flowing out of their ears. He believed that there were still many who had not died on the front side, but he had completely lost the ability to fight again.

The smoke of gunpowder dissipated, the flames were still burning on the fragments of people's clothes, and the struggling, dead war horses were spread out horizontally, and the people who were directly killed could not find their complete bodies, and those who were lucky enough to be alive were groaning horribly under the war horses and on the ground, and the viscous red was flowing on the shattered fractures, seeping into the dry earth.

Rescue... It's over.

He turned his face in a daze, and looked at the main battlefield with some distraction, and the thick and majestic war drums sounded one by one in the Chinese army of the Wu Dynasty.

Knock - Knock - Knock -

He Congfeng had run out of oil and the lamp had dried up, there were more than ten large and small wounds on his body, blood had penetrated most of his body, and when he heard the sound of the drum, his faceless face and miserable white lips were hooked with difficulty.

He smiled and shouted to his comrades around him: "Rush-"

Somebody ran past him, "How are you? Hurry up and put the flag down.....

"It's okay... It's okay... Not... He Congfeng said with a smile, and then looked at the other party's back as he walked away, he kept a smile, took a few steps forward tremblingly, and finally stopped, holding the flag firmly in his body.

Never touched again.

The drums continued, Niu Gao led the soldiers under his command to finally approach the hillside, and the high-favored light cavalry began to break through the last defense of the Jurchens, and pushed the enemy commander's flag frantically, the long soldiers and the shield collided with the clang, and under the torches held by several personal soldiers, he saw that on the hillside, the lonely fierce general was in danger.

"Lao Gao, you hold on for a moment, I'm here!"

On the hillside, the besieged Gao Pet tried hard to open his eyes, beads of sweat slid down his forehead, the hand holding the gun became trembling, and in the dim vision, the wall of people in front of him was separated, and the burly figure rushed over.

There was a hum in the air, and a huge hammer was swinging.

Whew—

The barrel of the gun was bent, and his face turned red from the shock of the breastplate of Gao Pet, blood spurted out of his mouth, and the whole person couldn't stop sliding down the slope. Wanyan Jin Danzi carried the urn gold hammer, ran wildly, jumped up, and smashed down with a brazen hammer.

Gao Pet, who was almost dead in the lamp, remained motionless, his hands and feet stiffly looked at the weapon magnified in his vision, and then closed his eyes and yelled in despair: "Ahhhhhh

It was a desperate roar in an instant, a figure came from behind, mixed copper spear ran and waved in the crowd, tinkling and tinkling, and then burst in, stepping on the ground violently, the figure jumped up and stepped on the shoulders and heads of several people, stabbed the gun, brushed the wind, and roared softly.

Ding.

The hammer-like weapon flew out, and the gun swept across the tall and majestic figure, and the whole Wanyan gold bullet fell from mid-air and smashed into the pile.

The two steps hit the ground almost at the same time, splashing the dirt, and then reaching out against the back of the high pet, and the white beard floated in the wind.

"What I hope for in my life, I get what I want today, it's enough-"

The voice is Zhou Tong.

PS: There is only one shift, and the battlefield will end almost tomorrow.