He stood back, holding the gun in both hands.
He was an old Jurchen, with a stooped body and a fierce light in his eyes. This kind of old Jurchen was probably the last generation of Jurchens with outstanding blood and courage. Judging from his forty or fifty years of age, his physical strength
Although he is weak, his combat experience is still there.
He waved to Xiao MoLe and smiled provocatively.
Xiao Molele shouted and rushed forward.
But just as he charged forward, the Jurchen spearmen who were thrown behind collapsed. Dozens or hundreds of people followed, shouting crazily and swarming to one place, poking at random with various weapons.
cut.
In this environment, there is no way to choose your opponent, no way to display your fighting skills, blood mist is floating in the sky, and you can't even distinguish between friend and foe.
Everyone just relied on instinct, waving their weapons as fast as possible, blocking or slashing their opponents with luck. Xiao Moller's blue broke at some point, he grabbed a broken straight knife, and continued
They were slashing indiscriminately. Some even lost their weapons and punched, collided, and even opened their mouths to bite!
The old Jurchen died somewhere, and Xiao Mo Le had no strength left.
More than half of the three hundred elite troops who were with him in the battle had been lost by this time. The enemy's ranks were scattered by them, but they had no energy left to continue the attack.
He wiped off the flesh and blood on his face and the corners of his mouth, turned around to look at the arrow that was nailed to his armor and had not yet pulled it out, and said with a smile: "Kill with pleasure!"
There were originally more than 7,000 people under the command of three generals, including Zhao Quan. The five-day attack on Zichuan City was said to be brutal, but only more than a thousand were injured. However, today's battle with Ding Haijun, Zhao Quan and other generals have already sent
The law enforcement team suppressed the soldiers' wavering. However, within two moments, the army retreated for more than a mile, leaving behind almost a thousand corpses!
What a fierce battle!
It has reached the final moment, and the outcome is about to be decided!
Zhao Jin shouted in a hissing voice: "At one stroke, it will weaken again, and then it will be exhausted! The enemy is powerless! Hold on!"
The dozen or so officers under his command all shouted wildly: "Hold on! Hold on! Fight this guy off and we will win!"
On the battlefield, the north wind howled by, blowing the robes of thousands of warriors, blowing the flags of hunting, and merged with the roaring sound of drums and horns. The ten small phalanxes directly led by Guo Zhongyuan were never in chaos, but solemn and tight.
Following Xiao Mo Le, keeping fifty steps away from the battlefield.
He vaguely heard the enemy's shouts, and couldn't help but sneer: "One burst of strength, then another, and three times it's all gone?"
What a joke. Our army still has some strength left!
These high-ranking officers did not know that ordinary people would go crazy if they were pushed to the extreme. By this time, the casualties of Guo Zhongyuan's troops were actually far more than those of the three generals' troops, and the number of fresh troops around Guo Zhongyuan was less than 1,500.
, but he has absolute confidence in victory.
Because these soldiers have witnessed the fierce battle ahead, they have all aroused their ferocity. When these people enter the battlefield, they gallop like wild beasts, and they are capable of winning!
Before today, Guo Zhongyuan could only lead a hundred people to fight. The battle in front of him was the largest battle he had ever commanded in his life. He knew that some people were dissatisfied and some had doubts. He also knew why Guo Ning used him. Because Guo Ning believed in him.
Dare to pay the price, dare to fight tough battles, and dare to make extraordinary achievements!
Then make a great contribution and dedicate it to Guo Jieshuai!
Just as he was about to give the order, there was the sound of footsteps behind him. It turned out to be Zhang Chi arriving limping.
"If you don't go to supervise the formation, what are you doing here?"
"Monitoring the formation is nothing. What else is there to monitor at this time?"
Zhang Chi took two breaths, spat out blood-streaked saliva, and handed the golden sword back to Guo Zhongyuan with both hands: "The enemy thought we had no strength left... That was precisely the time when they were most easily shaken! Our entire army pressed forward, with one breath,
Kill them!"
"good taste!"
Guo Zhongyuan laughed, took the golden sword, and urged his horse forward: "Kill with me! Kill them all in one breath!"
"Follow General Guo! Follow General Guo! Kill them!" The officers were shouting, the original prisoners were shouting, and the strong men were also shouting. Their shouts and footsteps merged into a wave, surging among the swaggering military flags.
roar.
In the enemy formation, Zhao Jin and other three generals all looked pale.
Look, look! Does this mean there is no energy left?
Shi Mobedie'er had just come to the enemy in person, but he was stabbed under the ribs, and the wound about a foot long was dripping with blood. He raised his head in a daze and cursed: "Did you hear that they are calling General Guo! You are all stupid pigs!
Who can resist this evil tiger? Run away quickly..."
Before he could say anything, he glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw that Yang Wan was already riding away.
The three generals' troops were immediately defeated.
Chapter completed!