At this time, more than half of the Xirong soldiers had been lost, but the death of their companions aroused their bloodshed.
In particular, the Wuman warriors who were the vanguard of the attack on the camp had used up their poisonous needles, so the Xirong people finally began to counterattack under the organization of the deputy general.
The Wuman people threw away their bamboo pipes, picked up their weapons, and joined the Qi army in hand-to-hand combat.
Upon seeing this, Qi Zihao gave an order, and his men immediately waved the order flag.
The Daqi soldiers who had been watching the battle from a distance could not hold themselves back for a long time. When they saw the flag waving, they immediately rushed down like tigers and fought with the Xirong people.
Qi Zihao took the lead and charged forward with two swords in hand.
He has been practicing martial arts since he was a child, and he never missed practicing regardless of the cold or heat, so he has a solid foundation in martial arts, and he is not inferior at all even against Xirong warriors who are much bigger than him.
Qi Zihao wielded a pair of long swords in an airtight manner, and Yan Laosan followed him to protect him from any flaws.
He had no worries, he was invincible wherever he went, and he quickly cut a bloody path for the soldiers behind him.
When everyone is fighting together, it is difficult to tell which side has the upper hand from a distance.
There were shouts and the sound of weapons clashing everywhere, and blood splattered everywhere.
The sound of war drums makes people's blood rush and boosts the morale of the Qi army.
"Follow the general and charge!"
"Kill the dog|son of Xirong!"
However, Qi Zihao's sudden advance soon encountered obstacles. The deputy general of Xirong stood in front of him with a scimitar.
Xirong, the lieutenant general, was more than eight feet tall. He wore a sleeveless shorts on his upper body and his chest was bare, showing off his broad shoulders and strong muscles to everyone.
Although most Xirong people are tall and strong, this deputy general is more tall and strong than strong.
His body looks like he can fit two Qi Zihaos inside and still be wealthy.
So when he stopped Qi Zihao and looked at the young and thin Qi Jun coach in front of him, who was half a head shorter than him, he was filled with disdain.
But as soon as they met, he immediately put away his initial contempt.
Qi Zihao wielded a pair of long knives that could not be penetrated by water, and the little bits of silver light reflected from the blades spread out like moonlight, making it impossible for anyone to find any flaws.
Lieutenant General Xirong was shocked. It turned out that he had not used all his strength just now.
He cheered up, clenched the scimitar in his hand, and fought with all his strength.
The long sword and the scimitar collided with each other rapidly, and the clanging sounds were almost continuous, making it difficult to tell how many times they collided.
After the two men fought, Qi Zihao was forced to retreat continuously, causing the Xirong soldiers to cheer.
The deputy general of Xirong was born in Yeluzi and did not know any sword skills at all. He relied on his instincts gained from crawling on the grassland. His swords were thrown in directions that Qi Zihao could not imagine.
And the most important thing is that although Qi Zihao has superb swordsmanship, he is very powerful with his big muscles and round waist.
As the saying goes, one effort can bring down ten.
Therefore, when Qi Zihao couldn't figure out the opponent's tricks, he did not show off and fight with the opponent. Instead, he kept retreating to relieve the opponent's strength, and at the same time carefully observed the characteristics of the opponent's moves.
The two sides went back and forth like this for dozens of moves, and Qi Zihao had almost retreated to the edge of the camp.
The deputy general of Xirong became more and more courageous as he fought, and he couldn't help shouting in victory.
But what he didn't notice was that although Qi Zihao kept retreating, he had already passed so many moves. Not only did he fail to leave any injuries on the opponent's body, he even seemed not blushing or out of breath, and he didn't feel like he had exerted much force at all.
How could he, a reckless man who had lived on the grassland since childhood, know that Da Qi had a skill that could move a thousand pounds with four ounces, and he could not defeat others with his clumsy strength.
And just when Lieutenant General Xirong felt that he had an absolute advantage, Qi Zihao had basically figured out the opponent's moves and finally started to counterattack.
Lieutenant General Xirong immediately noticed that the opponent's moves began to become more and more cunning, and they were attacking positions that made him very different.
The most terrifying thing is that the opponent's speed and strength have actually improved compared to before.
He managed to guard against this move, but Qi Zihao's next move was already coming, but he was unable to fight back anymore.
Soon, Lieutenant General Xirong was covered in paint, his left arm was bleeding, and his armpit was also cut open.
If he hadn't turned around in time to dodge despite being thick but not clumsy, he would have been disemboweled by now.
However, being injured in a fierce battle, even if it is not a fatal injury, will greatly affect your condition.
The fierce fighting caused the wound to bleed uncontrollably, and soon, the blood loss gradually weakened his strength.
He was breathing heavily, and after using all his strength to block several fierce attacks, he finally managed to stabilize his body, but he felt dizzy and could hardly stand on his feet.
However, it was too late and soon, Qi Zihao didn't give him any chance to breathe, and used both swords.
The scimitar flew out of his hand with one strike.
Another knife went directly through the chest.
He stabbed him through.
Lieutenant General Xirong didn't react for a moment. He looked down at his chest with a blank expression. For some reason, an extra hilt suddenly appeared.
Before he could figure out what was going on, Qi Zihao pulled out the long knife with a backhand.
Blood spurted out like a flood from a dam.
Lieutenant General Xirong opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something.
But a large amount of blood also poured out of his mouth, leaving him unable to speak even a single word.
Qi Zihao struck again with his backhand.
A huge head flew far away with the light of the sword. After landing, it rolled a few times before slowly stopping, revealing the face of the Xirong deputy general with a shocked expression.
At this moment, his body finally fell to the ground, causing a large splash of water mixed with blood.
Seeing this, the officers and soldiers of Da Qi were greatly boosted in morale. They shouted Qi Zihao's name and waved their swords even harder.
The Xirong people never expected that after losing their main general, their deputy general would also be killed by the Qi people.
At this moment, they had no regard for the bravery and dignity of the prairie men. They were all in no mood to fight and wished they could immediately escape back to the prairie.
How could the Qi army let them go easily? They immediately chased after them brandishing their long swords.
Some Xirong people found that they could not escape, so they simply threw away their weapons and knelt down to surrender.
Yan Laosan stepped forward and patted Qi Zihao's shoulder hard and said: "Not bad, I think your sword skills seem to have improved again!"
"Hiss—" Qi Zihao was so slapped that he took a breath and showed a painful expression.
Yan Laosan was startled and asked quickly: "What, are you injured?"
Getting injured now is no joke. It is hot and humid in the Juzhou Mountains, which is not conducive to wound healing.
There are so many snakes, insects, rats, and ants that one's life may be in danger if one is not careful.
Since the army began its march, more than a dozen soldiers have died due to ulcerated wounds.
The more Yan Laosan thought about it, the more worried he became. Without waiting for Qi Zihao to speak, he directly took off the armor from Qi Zihao's shoulders.