Chapter 340 Breakthrough (Three)

"It's our people. Our people are back, fight out, fight out." Some Qin soldiers were already screaming excitedly under the siege of Jin soldiers.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, stop them, stop them, the Lord Wanhu will lead the troops." There were also generals among the Jin soldiers roaring.

Nianhan even danced with excitement, and shouted straight to his neck: "Send the order, a person has fifty taels of silver on his head. As long as anyone kills the leader, there are ten thousand taels of silver on his face and ten horses. He will be promoted to the title and the title."

It seemed like in a moment, the tragic level in the battle group increased to a higher level. The soldiers on both sides roared at the top of their lungs, raised the weapons in their hands, and cut off the opponent from the horse. In the splattering of blood, they were also slashed by one or several weapons, and they were planted off the horse, causing the chaotic horse hooves to be trampled into flesh mud, and the blood flowed away in large quantities, making this already muddy land even more messy and terrifying. At this moment, the soldiers on both sides took out their greatest courage and will, and used their lives and blood to draw a terrifying scene.

In the sarcasm of war horses, the blue and white horse seized from the Jin general under Zhao Shi's crotch staggered, and then his hooves softened and he knelt on the ground. However, a dying Jin soldier hugged the horse's legs tightly. The scimitar that was already holding tightly in his hand pierced into the horse's belly. Zhao Shi felt something was wrong, and his legs had rolled down. He was straightened up in an instant. Mo Dao swung out wildly, and several trampling horse legs fell down, throwing the warriors off the horse.

The horse that fell to the ground hit Zhao Shi rolled. Just as he was about to stand up, he was held tightly by a Jin soldier who had just fallen off the horse. His face was covered with ferociousness. He opened his white teeth and bit Zhao Shi's neck. Several Jin soldiers' eyes showed crazy expressions. He rolled over and got off the horse, regardless of it, and the swords were all at once. Zhao Shi reached out and pinched the neck of the Jin soldier on his body. With a slight force, the Jin soldier's neck tilted into a strange angle. The glitter in his eyes gradually dimmed, and his neck was twisted by someone, but his hands that hugged Zhao Shi tightly did not let go. At the critical moment of life and death, Zhao Shi didn't care about lifting it up. Zhao Shi shrank his hands and feet and pushed the Jin soldier's body on it. During the cavalry battle, losing the war horse would mean half of his life, even Zhao Shi was no exception.

At this moment, the terrified Jin soldiers around him who had been killed by him showed ecstasy expressions. They roared excitedly and surrounded him desperately.

"Sir... come back to save me..." The few people left by Zhao Shi were shocked and rushed forward. A personal soldier who was slashing in vain. He ran a horse and knocked over a Jin soldier who was raising his knife to chop. He reached out to pull Zhao Shi onto his horse, but his arm was cut off. Before he could scream, several scimitars had already cut his body into pieces.

Several personal soldiers immediately turned over and dismounted, and two of them were immediately knocked to the ground by the chaotic war horses, and then they were trampled into blood. Two outside could quickly rush forward and set a few scimitars, one of them protected Zhao Shi. In an instant, they were covered with scars. They still waved the horizontal sword in their hand and could not fight to the death.

Another bent down and pulled the dead body of the Jin soldiers who had been cut. The war horse swept past him, and the sword light flashed. A head immediately rolled to the ground. The headless corpse shook for a moment, then fell to the ground and pressed on the corpse of the Jin soldiers.

At the same time, the personal soldier who was protecting the side was also hit on the head by a dense array full of barbed formation. With a muffled sound, his brain splashed and he fell down without a snorting. However, the horizontal knife in his hand was still slashed out with inertia, and the blood slashed by the thick wrist holding the dense array. The dense array came out of his hand and landed on the ground. The Jin soldiers immediately screamed and rushed forward, knocking the corpse of the personal soldier out and landed not far away.

He was still trying to urge him to trample on his horse, but two horizontal knives slashed down hard, lifting half of his head and an arm away. The body with the reins of the horse, brought the war horse to the ground, and then smashed it hard on the pile of corpses.

At this time, both the Qin army and the Jin soldiers were already crazy and approaching here. The Qin army soldiers, who were less than fifty, were entangled with the Jin soldiers who were also red-eyed. The bodies of people and horses quickly piled up, and the rushing blood dyed the surroundings red.

This was only a matter of time. Zhao Shi, who was pressing under the corpse, felt that it was getting heavier and heavier. The smell of blood filled his nose and lungs. The sound of fighting outside sounded a little hazy.

After struggling, the Jin soldier pressed on him still held his armor tightly with his hands. The man was dead, but at the moment of life and death, the huge force that the Jin soldier burst out seemed to be still there, which made him unable to move. Zhao Shi roared softly, exerted force with his arms. With a creepy sound of muscle tearing, the Jin soldier's arms were broken away from his shoulders by him.

Another roar, the surrounding corpses were plucked out by him, as if they had been soaked in a blood pool and stood up straight, but they were the corpses under their command piled up in the inner circle.

"Sir... get on your horse... go quickly..."

Half of his face was cut off, Qin soldiers rolled off their horses, spitting blood foam in their mouths, and shouted vaguely, then slowly fell to the ground...

In just this moment, Zhao Shi's mood could no longer be described in words. He felt anger rise from his heart quickly and could not be excreted. His chest was frustrated and he wanted to scream at the sky. His entire pupil immediately spread blood and turned red.

He was shocked from behind and his body staggered, but a Jin soldier took advantage of his unstable state and slashed his back with a knife. Zhao Shi turned slightly, his face turned ferocious like a ghost. The Mo Dao, who was still holding it tightly in his hand, had a shrill roar, splitting the opponent's troops from bottom to top. Immediately, blood mist filled the sky, and the surrounding Jin soldiers screamed in shock.

Zhao Shi turned over the horse, but at this time the Jin soldiers surrounding him were in chaos. Countless figures were chopped down from behind and to the ground. Li Jinhua's bright silver chain mail was particularly conspicuous among the crowd. The war horse rushed left and right, and the spear danced in her hands, with a tight airtight point. A little cold star protruded. Immediately, the Jin soldiers covered their throats, chests and fell down, with a gust of fishy smell. They rushed in like a gust of wind.

As soon as the horse was reincarnated, the war horseman stood up. In his busy schedule, he saw that the bloodiest place in the battlefield turned pale. Then he glanced around in panic. Until he saw Zhao Shi's figure with thick plasma hanging all over his body, he was quite happy. Then he breathed a sigh of relief, and his heart was beating wildly.

The Qin army brigade followed her. The Jin soldiers fought hard, but they could not stop the morale of them. They were washed away by gaps, and Qin soldiers kept rushing in.

Zhang Sizhong and Zhang Feng gathered one step slower. Both of them were blood-red, especially Zhang Sizhong. The battle was so exciting that he killed him, his face full of murderous aura, but he was still satisfied. However, seeing Zhao Shi's current appearance, they all swallowed, and there was a chill behind him. Zhang Sizhong even smacked his lips. The person in front of him was the real god of killing. Compared with this person, his name of daring to fight and killing was somewhat unworthy.

"General..."

Li Jinhua's voice was just in exchange for a thunderous blow. She hurriedly lowered her head, and the fierce wind swept over her head. Half of the shawls on her helmet were immediately cut off. Her face suddenly turned pale and she didn't forget to shout. "It's me, my family..."

Looking at the eyes full of murderous intent and crazy destruction, Li Jinhua gradually regained her indifference and rationality, she grabbed Zhao Shi's reins, "Go away quickly, most of the Jin soldiers are not far away, and we can't get rid of them any longer."

The few soldiers of Feng-battle camp left around him were gathered together. These people were covered in blood, not knowing whether others had more blood or they had more blood. However, they were all on the verge of losing strength. So they were protected by the army, and Zhang Sizhong and Zhang Feng gathered in front to open the way. Zhao Shi and Li Jinhua broke the rear. The Qin cavalry gathered into a bunch, rolled outward, easily breaking through the Jin army's encirclement and breaking straight out of the siege.

Not far away, the Jin soldiers' infantry squad had already surged up like a tide, each of whom was panting like a cow and sweating profusely. After walking away this night, all of these Jin soldiers wanted to vomit blood.

Monk Wanyan stepped forward and saw the Qin army scattered and surrounded by Jin soldiers. The Jin soldiers were scattered everywhere and could not form an array. During this period, the bodies were covered with blood and blood flowed into a stream. After a bloody battle, the formation was already scattered and was hit by Qin soldiers again. At this time, there was no way to chase after them.

Monk Wanyan's face was ashen, and his soldiers were left with all the infantry. He walked down overnight and rushed to the battlefield, but came to eat dirt. How could he be content with this?

"Archer, where is the archer..."

The formation of the Jin soldiers was surging, and the archers with their bows quickly arranged the queue and raised their longbows. At this time, the Qin army urged the war horses to speed up, and was still within the range of the bow and arrow.

The bowstrings rang, and the rain of arrows spread across the sky. One twelve waved, and one twelve waved again and again. The dense arrows resounded through the field with sharp roars, blocking the sunlight into the darkness.

"Go quickly, go quickly, be careful of arrows, be careful of arrows."

The rain of arrows fell, and the Qin army was crying with people and horses. Countless warriors were shot down by arrows, and then they turned into hedgehogs like their own war horses.

Zhao Shi blocked Mo's face and shook his body a few times, but caught a few arrows. At such a time, no matter how hard you have the ability to do it, you will rely on luck in the end.

Seeing that he had already run out of the range of arrow rain, a sad neigh of a war horse came from beside him, followed by a very familiar muffled groan...

Turning around, Li Jinhua's war horse was full of arrows, and one of hers had fallen to the ground, but she was thrown up at the moment. She didn't know how many arrows she planted on her body. She rolled onto the ground and rolled continuously.

Zhao Shi just hesitated for a moment and then grabbed the reins of the horse and turned around in the same place. His legs were clamped with the horse's belly. Before the horse's hooves had fallen to the ground, he kicked the ground with his hind legs and rushed out in an instant.

In a few steps, he came to Li Jinhua, bent down and leaned over, grabbed Li Jinhua's belt, and lifted it up instantly. The arrow rain continued. At this moment, Zhao Shi and Li Jinhua had a few more trembling feathers on their bodies. Fortunately, Zhao Shi's war horse only caught a few arrows in the thick place. In the pain, he wanted to jump around, but was suppressed by Zhao Shi's huge force.

He picked up Li Jinhua's body and immediately placed it in front of him. The two of them rode away, braved the rain of arrows and ran away...

Without stopping in the middle, Du Shanhu led the troops and horses, galloped and plunged into the Luliang Mountains.

In this battle, the Jingzhao Army and the Xianfeng Army suffered a lot of casualties. The Jingzhao Army was particularly heavy. Almost all the soldiers of the 200 Fengshang camp who were cut off from behind Zhao Shi were killed in battle. Only twenty-four people remained afterwards, but four more died. After the mountain, there were ten people who were seriously injured and died, and only ten people survived.

What made Zhao Shi most distressed was that the twenty-six personal soldiers around him died in this battle, and none of them survived. These were his old foundation. Except for a guard who came out of King Jing's Mansion and him, the rest were old subordinates of the Xianfeng Army. They didn't realize anything at all, but when they arrived at the battle formation, they all protected him regardless of their lives. They were loyal to him, and even though he was so stern, he was still very loyal.

The other two armies suffered 565 casualties, most importantly, Li Jinhua was seriously injured. Fortunately, the chain mail was really good. The four or five arrows shot behind her were as if they were not deep. There were arrows on her arms and legs, but they were quite heavy. They fell from the war horse and broke one of her ribs and dislocated one arm. However, they still left their lives in the end, which was better than anything else.
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