The battle situation around the battlefield is fierce.

The soldiers of the Tang army had the ambition to die. When fighting with the enemy, they often had the same moves to die. They swept across with one sword, never caring about the back or the enemy's counterattack.

The Li family army was also fighting hard, and the battle became more and more chaotic in the melee. Feng Su and several other army searched for Li Qinzai's figure in the crowd several times, but Li Qinzai didn't know where, or even knew life and death.

Feng Su became more and more anxious as he fought, his eyes were red all the time, and he shouted loudly every moment.

"Where is the Five Young Master? Where is the Five Young Master?"

He is the chief of the army, and his first duty is to protect Li Qinzai. The Li family's army must die before Li Qinzai, otherwise it would be a dereliction of duty.

The Five Shaolang is also fighting in blood at this moment, and now he is just an ordinary warrior.

The record is good. Li Qinzai has killed two enemy troops. Of course, it is difficult to kill the enemy personally, mainly because Zheng Sanlang cooperates well with him.

The enemy was slashing, and Zheng Sanlang helped Li Qinzai block it, and Li Qinzai took the opportunity to stab it out.

With this kind of cooperation, Li Qinzai actually killed the two of them with his own hands.

Since it is a desperate situation, you don’t have to worry about the consequences. Killing one more person is a profit.

With Zheng Sanlang's cooperation, Li Qinzai's enemy in the radius was killed.

Squinted his eyes and looked at Liu Renyuan not far away, and saw that he was surrounded by the enemy.

Liu Renyuan was injured by an arrow in his arm, and at this time he could only raise one arm when fighting with the enemy, which seemed very difficult.

Li Qinzai immediately said, "Zheng Sanlang, fight for a bloody path with me and meet Liu Renyuan!"

Zheng Sanlang responded, holding a Mo Dao in one hand, but picking up the handsome flag on the ground with the other.

Li Qinzai glanced at him and was shocked and angry.

"It's been so bad that I still miss the broken flag. Is it the wife you married?"

Zheng Sanlang smiled and said, "Tao Feng said..."

"I don't care what nonsense Feng Su said. You have to listen to me and throw the broken flag away!"

Zheng Sanlang had a stutter on his neck: "No! The flag is there, the person is there, I won't throw it away!"

"What are you doing..." Li Qinzai gritted his teeth, and was completely convinced by this stupid guy.

"Okay, we will all die in battle today. If we are still alive, wait, I will pull you to death from the flagpole!"

Zheng Sanlang smiled indifferently, carrying the handsome flag in one hand and the Mo Dao in the other hand. He roared, and the Mo Dao in his hand swept across. The two enemies blocking the front suddenly burst into pieces and died on the spot.

Relying on Zheng Sanlang's arrogant fighting style, the two of them fought a bloody path in the chaos and gradually approached Liu Renyuan.

I have to say that Zheng Sanlang's martial arts value is indeed very high. Even if he raises a flag with one hand and holds a Mo knife with the other, he can easily turn the world upside down in the crowd.

Anywhere he passed by, the radius of the surrounding modao was basically wiped out, and no one could stand a single enemy.

Li Qinzai followed Zheng Sanlang without even having to use a knife to easily cross the battlefield.

At this time, I couldn't help but feel more and more fortunate. I tried my best to bring Zheng Sanlang under my command in Dengzhou. It was really wise and I made a lot of money.

However, Zheng Sanlang's performance on the battlefield became more and more eye-catching, and finally attracted the attention of the enemy.

How could the enemy let go of such a tiger general? As Zheng Sanlang killed more and more enemies, more and more enemies surrounded him.

Zheng Sanlang was not afraid, but waved the Mo Dao with one hand and still killed the enemy.

Li Qinzai followed him and couldn't help but remind him: "Be careful, don't be beaten by the enemy..."

Before he finished speaking, Zheng Sanlang turned his head and grinned: "What are you afraid of, they are all waste..."

A sharp arrow suddenly shot from the front line, Zheng Sanlang shook his body and was hit by an arrow in his back.

Li Qinzai was shocked and stepped forward and grabbed him and retreated.

Zheng Sanlang frowned, looking a little painful. No matter how strong he is, he still feels pain. How could he not feel an arrow inserted on his back?

After gritting his teeth, Zheng Sanlang was finally angry and shouted: "Which bastard can fire a cold arrow? Do you dare to come out and pick me in person?"

As soon as he finished speaking, another cold arrow shot from the darkness where he was unknown.

The arrow failed and shot Zheng Sanlang in the neck.

Zheng Sanlang was shocked and threw the Mo Dao in his hand. He raised his hand and touched the arrow inserted on his neck. His facial features were twisted. He suddenly flashed with a fierce light in his eyes. He pulled the arrow from his neck and threw it on the ground with force.

The blood on his neck suddenly surged out like a fountain, Zheng Sanlang's face turned pale in an instant, and his lips were stammering.

"Shameful...small!"

His body began to shake, and finally, Zheng Sanlang knelt on one knee on the ground, holding the flagpole of the handsome flag in his hand.

The flagpole was pestle, supporting his burly and weak body.

Li Qinzai was shocked and rushed forward a few steps, holding his shaky body.

"Silly guy, you are everywhere!" Tears burst into Li Qinzai's eyes. Seeing Zheng Sanlang's consciousness gradually fading, he raised his hand and slapped him in the face, and then covered the wound on his neck hard.

"You are so fucking, you are so fucking... Let me live!" Li Qinzai's voice trembled.

However, the blood on the neck still couldn't stop flowing out, gurgling like a spring water.

Zheng Sanlang's originally dark face became paler, even his lips were bloodless, and he shivered while holding the flagpole in his hand.

The blood-stained hand suddenly grabbed Li Qinzai's arm, and Zheng Sanlang tried his best to hand the flagpole of the coach's flag to his hand.

"Feng Touer said, the flag is there,... the flag cannot fall."

As the corner of his mouth raised, Zheng Sanlang said weakly: "...so cold."

After saying that, his huge body fell heavily and was extremely angry.

Li Qinzai knelt in front of him on one knee, with tears in his eyes.

The handsome flag in his hand is still waving in the wind, and it is like a light in the dark night in the chaos.

The big word "Li" embroidered on the flag has long been stained with blood, but it is still stubbornly swaying.

Gently stroked Zheng Sanlang's cold face, Li Qinzai silently clenched the horizontal knife with both hands.

"kill--!"

With a sword, Li Qinzai stood up, his eyes were red, and he slashed left and right like a mad demon.

At this time, the Tang army was almost wiped out on the battlefield, and only more than a hundred people were still fighting tenaciously.

Feng Su led two troops to jump forward and jump in the chaos. After glanced around, he finally saw the handsome flag.

Under the handsome man, Li Qinzai's hair is disheveled and looks like a madman.

Feng Su was overjoyed and hurriedly led his troops forward to rescue him.

The sound of horse hooves rumbling came from the front. Li Qinzai was unaware of it, but Feng Su and his troops saw it, and they couldn't help but feel anxious when they saw this.

"Five Shaolang, avoid it-"

Li Qinzai was already crazy and felt his ears buzzing and his mind was blank. How could he hear Feng Su's voice?

As soon as he pushed over an enemy with force, he suddenly felt a pain in his back, and then he flew up and fell heavily to the ground. He opened his mouth and vomited a mouthful of blood. Li Qinzai completely fainted.

Two enemies smiled and rushed forward.

The knife in his hand just reached Li Qinzai's neck, and suddenly stopped when the knife edge was half a foot away from his neck.

A sharp arrow pierced the enemy's eyes accurately and accurately. The enemy threw the knife in pain and fell to the ground and screamed shrillly.

Another enemy was shocked and looked around, but saw an army inexplicably emerge from the mountains and forests along the battlefield.

This army was covered in dust, and many people were still leaning against the trunks and gasping heavily. They were obviously marching all the way. Looking at their clothes, they were dressed in Tang Army.

The general in the lead was placing a strong bow and shot another arrow, shooting the living enemy in front of Li Qin.

He slowly lowered the bow and arrow, and the general began to breathe heavily and murmured: "I finally arrived... I'm so tired!"

After wiping the sweat from his forehead, the general turned his head and shouted: "The whole army obeyed the order, prepare for the three-eyed guns, aimed at each to kill the enemy, and rescue the brothers in the robe."

Thousands of Tang soldiers emerged from the mountains and forests, each holding a three-eyed gun. As soon as the military order was put down, countless three-eyed guns immediately made a banging gun. The enemy troops who had the advantage on the battlefield fell down immediately.

The Tang army soldiers who were fighting bloodily on the battlefield and making their last fight like trapped beasts were stunned for a moment. When they heard the familiar gunshots and the dense Tang army robes emerging from the mountains and forests, the remaining Tang army soldiers soon realized that reinforcements had finally arrived!

The soldiers were exhausted, but they still gritted their teeth and persevered. Under Liu Renyuan's order, the remaining soldiers slowly retreated and finally shrank into a circular formation to defend.

In the mountains and forests, Tang army reinforcements spring out like mushrooms after a rain. Ping raised three-eyed guns and slowly approached the battlefield. Every step he took, he fired a shot. The enemy retreated in panic.
Chapter completed!