"Help me?"

General You whispered sleepwalking, his body went limp, and he fell to the ground. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info was besieged by the Rongdi people just now, he was stabbed fourteen times in his body, and his physical strength was exhausted, and now when he saw the reinforcements, he couldn't hold it anymore.

Captain Bai stood with his knife in his hand, gasping for breath, and said in a hoarse voice: "Don't worry, he is just out of strength, and he is still a good man after a few days of recuperation." You're here at the right time, and if it's a little later, we'll all have to explain it here. ”

Seeing the arrival of reinforcements, Captain Bai was sincerely happy, his prophecy came true, and he also saved his life, of course, it is worth being happy.

Han Saijiu looked at the Rong Di army that retreated in an orderly manner, "Why did they retreat, as long as they hold on for a while, the Beida camp will be completely wiped out?"

Huang Liang pointed to the Wolf Claw Gorge and the Tiger Ridge in the distance, and the flags of the two teams fluttered, moving like long dragons, and they had the posture of encircling the Rong Di people.

"The order went down, the whole army was reorganized, and Captain Sun and Captain Li led the two battalions to take the brothers of the Northern Battalion to go first, including the sergeants who were collected this time, and withdrew together. I will catch up after an hour, you have to speed up, otherwise you will be caught up by the Rong Di people, not only will we not be able to save the North Daying, but we will also get into it ourselves. ”

Although there are many masters of the suspicious soldiers in the Wolf's Claw Gorge and Tiger Ridge, the number is too small to form a system to compete with the masters of the Wuhuang Palace, and it is better to be more valuable as a suspicious soldier.

Li Ermazi and Captain Sun took the order, and soon, the wounded Beida Battalion sergeant was carried away, and General You was also lying on a stretcher and was carried away by two sergeants. Captain Bai wanted to stay, but he was not lightly injured, and the elegant Han Saijiu was angry and yelled at him, and Captain Bai followed Captain Sun to go.

Huang Liang commanded the sergeants to build defenses, using the felled trees as obstacles, building a wooden wall that was more than one person high, set up every three meters, and overlapping layers, which was very unfavorable for horses to run and fight. The Rongdi people encircled and suppressed the northern camp, which lost the mobility of the war horse, and when the Rongdi people came to attack with the whole army, they would definitely maximize the mobility of the war horse, and it was necessary to build an obstacle that limited the mobility of the war horse.

In the confusion of the army, Huang Liang urged the people to finish repairing the defense, and the army rested, drank and fed, and prepared for the battle with the Rongdi people.

When Huang Liang was doing this, Han Saijiu stayed next to Huang Liang until Huang Liang sat down to rest, and Han Saijiu couldn't help but open his mouth with doubts in his heart.

"Mr. Xiao Huang, Rong Di people are martial, they have practiced martial arts since childhood, and they are strong in martial arts, far beyond my generation, if it weren't for my Central Plains civil position, the art of war, and the sect, Rong Di people would have invaded the Central Plains long ago. Although you can hinder the mobility of the war horse, it will not play a decisive role at all. In all the great wars, our army was not without ......"

"Enemy Attack"

Before Han Xianjiu finished speaking, the vigilant scout issued a warning, and the battle began.

"Preparing for War"

Huang Liang stood up and pulled out his waist knife. The time has come for life and death, and if you can't stop the Rongdi people this time, not only will everyone who is blocking the enemy die, but the wounded who have already withdrawn will soon be caught up. Huang Liang's gaze swept over the rows of dry branches, and when he couldn't hold it for a while, the hope of survival depended on them.

Zhongshan monkeys generally slipped down from the trees, and the steel knife in his hand emitted a snowy light under the reflection of the sun, and as Zhongshan ran, the knife light flashed one after another.

"Brother-in-law, I protect you. ”

Zhong Shan grabbed Huang Liang's arm and said loudly. In Zhong Shan's understanding, although his brother-in-law was born as a child, he was a scholar after all, and he had never done anything to fight, so how could he know how to save his life during the war. Although he doesn't do much, he is also a sergeant who has experienced the big war and survived the catastrophe.

Huang Liang didn't stop Zhong Shan from standing in front of him, the Rong Di people attacked, if the withered branches set up couldn't delay their war horses, the people left here would not be enough to see at all, even if Zhong Shan didn't stop in front of him, it would be a matter of dying a little later than himself.

The rumbling sound of the earth trembling sounded, and a black line of incomparable power came from afar, and the yellow saloon flew into the sky, almost covering half of the sky, and countless Rongdi troops galloped from afar.

"Stand firm, take the knife in your hand, that is your life. ”

In the overwhelming sound of horses' hooves, the sound of yellow sorghum infused with literary brilliance resounded in the sky above the Yanzhou army, stabilizing the military heart of the Yanzhou army. Cowardice before fighting, except for some war maniacs, this is human nature, Huang Liang is very scared now, afraid because he doesn't know if he can live, Zhong Shan is also afraid, and the sergeant Xiao Wang next to him is also afraid.

As the main general, Huang Liang could only endure the tendoned legs and stomach, and roared out loudly to cheer for the Yanzhou army.

"The Rong Di barbarians can't rush through the leaf array we have set up, and when they are coming, they will turn on their backs, so you just wait to see their jokes, and the big knife will cut at the head of the Rong Di barbarians. ”

Huang Liang couldn't tell a meat joke, so he could only roar boringly, cheering up the frightened and trembling soldiers, arousing the contempt for the enemy in their hearts, and resuming the courage to kill the enemy.

"Boom"

The Rongdi horse team that rushed into the dead leaves in the first row was entangled in the horse's feet, and more than a dozen horses fell forward together, and the knight on the horse was thrown out, and the clever knight held down the horse's back, and flew back lightly, caught off guard, hit the war horse behind, and was knocked out.

More and more horses were tripped, more and more knights were knocked away, horses fell in the yellow sand, and could not stand up again, knights spat blood, and were knocked away again by the horses that caught up behind, and they could not live.

"Kill"

Huang Liang raised his knife and pounced forward.

The Rong Di people themselves have tied their hands and feet, and now is a good time to make a move.

"Kill"

Zhong Shan was nervous, and he didn't watch out for Huang Liang rushing out with an arrow step, so he had to roar, rush out with a knife, and rush towards the embarrassed Rong Di forward.

Han Saijiu didn't say a word, holding the sword in his hand, and followed Huang Liang. He is a man who is used to seeing big scenes, and although the current scene is tragic, it does not make him nervous.

"Kill"

Huang Liang used the last breath in his chest, spit out a roar, and the long knife in his hand slashed round, slashing at a bloody and bloody knight.

"Wooleng"

The sound of the blade cutting through iron and bones sounded, and the unprepared Rongdi knight was split diagonally, and the iron armor was split in half.

"Phew"

The blood spurted all over Huang Liang's face, and he was still immersed in the joy of killing his opponent, Huang Liang sucked a large mouthful of blood into his throat, and his throat was immediately like a fire, and Huang Liang coughed loudly.

"Snort"

The sound of the blade piercing into the iron armor sounded, Huang Liang wiped the blood from his eyes, and saw Han Xijiu stabbing a black-armored Rongdi knight with a sword, flashing past him lightly, and said in an indifferent tone.

"This is the battlefield. ”

Before the words fell, Han Saijiu's sword pierced the throat of another black-armored knight, and in the roar of the black-armored knight, he retreated lightly to Huang Liang's side, and slapped a galloping war horse with one palm.

Huangliang is a spirit, yes, now is the battlefield, in a daze is looking for death!

A war horse galloped towards him, four yellow flowers of smoke bloomed under the horse's hooves, and the knight on the horse swung his sword, and the glittering scimitar whistled and slashed down.

The surroundings seemed to be quiet, all sounds and movements were frozen, and the knight's movements slowed down, and every movement clearly fell to Huang Liang's eyes. The direction in which the scimitar was about to be chopped, the direction in which the horse's hooves were stepping, the anxiety caused by the inability of the horse to neigh, the hideous smile on the face of the black-armored knight.

Everything seems to have fallen into Huang Liang's grasp, and Huang Liang can clearly perceive all the movements of the black knight.

The fourteen moves of the saber and the eighth sword style floated in his mind.

Huang Liang's body was slightly sideways, the long knife in his hand pointed diagonally at the ground, the blade pointed in the direction of the horse's belly, and at the same time, his body shook suddenly, following the scimitar trajectory of the black knight to avoid the scimitar.

"Herod"

The neighing sound of the war horse sounded, the steel knife in Huang Liang's hand separated the horse's belly, and the horse running at high speed was like a piece of tissue paper, which was cut by the long knife. The black-armored knight's face became even more hideous, and as soon as the pain of not doing it surfaced, his body was torn in half by the steel knife that had been slashed from below, and he fell to the ground, unable to move.

With a successful sword, Huang Liang didn't have time to rejoice, and the other two black-armored knights rushed over from the side, faster, and the war horse stepped on the corpse on the ground, splashing a large cloud of flesh and blood foam, and a few drops splashed on Huang Liang's face and fell into Zhong Shan's mouth who followed behind.

"Kill"

Huang Liang roared, his body turned sideways, turning like a spinning top, and the steel knife in his hand brought a large cloud of strong wind, slashing towards the black-armored knight who had already raised the steel knife.

The whirlwind slash of the fourteenth style of the saber

As for the other black-armored knight who rushed over, it was left to Zhongshan or the Han Festival Bar, and Huang Liang believed that they would definitely be able to take down the black-armored knight. No matter how high your martial arts skills are, you can't take care of all the enemies alone, on the battlefield, you have to trust your teammates and trust that your teammates can deal with the enemies behind you.

When the head of the black-armored knight flew into the air, and the blood in his neck sprayed out as if he didn't want money, the afterglow in the corner of Huang Liang's eyes noticed that Zhong Shan was lying backwards on his back, with a slender knife mark on his face, and the long sword in Han Xijiu's hand flew out and nailed into the throat of the black-armored knight.

"Kill"

Huang Liang roared, his body was short, he dodged a steel knife, ran under the belly of a horse, the long knife pulled out, and in the violent impact of metal, he avoided the knife cut off by the knight on the horse, and ran to the side of the black-armored knight who was nailed to death by Han Saijiu, and raised his hand to pull out the long sword of Han Saijiu.

"Catching the Sword"

Huang Liang's wrist flicked, and the long sword flew towards Han Xijiu, and at the same time, the steel knife in his hand was thrown forward and inserted into the chest of the black-armored knight who almost slashed himself.

Under the resentful gaze of the black-armored knight, Huang Liang pounced down, rolled to Zhong Shan's side, rolled out backwards with Zhong Shan in his arms, and several spears followed, stabbing out a few deep pits where Zhong Shan was lying, and swaying large clouds of yellow sand.

"Bang Bang"

After rolling a few times in a row to dodge the spear that followed him, Huang Liang raised his hand and slapped Zhong Shan a few times. Being unconscious on the battlefield is equivalent to death, Zhong Shan can't be unconscious, as long as he doesn't die, he must grit his teeth and hold on, otherwise he will die.

"Brother-in-law?"

Zhong Shan was knocked unconscious, the knife wound on his face, the pain of the slap, they were all hot, what was wrong with his brother-in-law, he didn't see that he was injured, and he slapped himself so hard.

"If you want to live, pick up the knife. ”

Huang Liang picked up the steel knife on the ground, separated a scimitar that was split with the help of horsepower, and the huge impact made Huang Liang spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Brother-in-law, I can do it"

Zhong Shan struggled, holding a steel knife he had picked up from nowhere, and faced a black-armored knight who had lost his horse.

"Wooleng"

Huang Liang's knife came first, avoiding the knight's scimitar, and slashed out from the underside, cutting the black-armored knight in two, and it seemed that he could no longer live.

"Remember your saber fourteen styles"

Huang Liang yelled at Zhong Shan, and rushed forward like a fool, there was only one dead end. In vain, this kid has learned the fourteen styles of the saber for so many days, and he can't even use a single sword. The 14th style of the saber is the experience summed up by the sergeant from the long-term actual combat, and the sharpest and most concise killing move.

Zhong Shan was stunned for a moment, but his brother-in-law will never be wrong, the fourteen styles of the saber will always be useful, and if he doesn't use it well, he didn't learn it well, his brother-in-law just watched himself practice the knife a few times, and he can skillfully use the fourteen styles of the saber, his brother-in-law is really a genius in practicing swords, and the genius disciples of the holy land of martial arts are nothing more than that.

"Kill"

Zhong Shan learned from Huang Liang's example, roared angrily, and rushed towards a black-armored knight, and at the same time, the long knife in his hand was raised, and the fire of the fourteenth style of the saber burned the plain.

There was a huge twisting force from the knife, and Zhong Shan was caught off guard, and he was taken backwards and withdrew for a long distance.

"Kill"

Zhong Shan roared angrily, and the sound almost burst people's eardrums. The internal force flowed and poured into the blade, the huge resistance dissipated, and the long knife slid into the water as if it had slid into the water, cutting through the boulder without any condensation.

In the rain of blood spraying in the sky, Zhong Shan saw Huang Liang slash to death a black-armored knight, and the knife in his hand did not stop at all, taking advantage of the situation to slash at another black-armored knight.

The full version of the Saber Fourteen Style!

Zhong Shan thought silently in his heart, his brother-in-law is really a genius, he has practiced the fourteen styles of the saber to such a level of familiarity with kung fu in such a short period of time, and he has also completed the fourteen styles!