Death is lighter than a feather, and death is heavier than Mount Tai. The foreigners don't know this, but the foreigners understand this truth, so they suddenly rode Shi Zhegong and fled.
Tu Qishi Zhe Gong was not afraid of death, but he couldn't die like this. He looked back at the brothers who had followed him through life and death for the last time, and his eyes were full of reluctance. He took one last look at the young general Gan Ren, and he wanted to kill him His face was deeply engraved in his heart, and he told himself to live, to remember this person forever, and to avenge the death of a hundred brothers.
Li Taiping watched Tuqi Shi Zhegong escape. It wasn't that he didn't want to chase him and kill him, but the foreign cavalry stopped him like crazy and exchanged their lives for Tuqi Shi Zhegong's.
When a foreign cavalry fell under the sword, a new foreign cavalry would rush forward. Li Taiping was surrounded by corpses of foreign cavalry, but those who were still alive were still crazy and fearless of death, such as that It rushed over like a moth to a flame.
With Li Taiping as the center, there were corpses of foreign cavalry in a radius of several feet. Li Taiping seemed to have taken a blood bath, covered in blood from head to toe. The blood was from foreign cavalry and foreign war horses. There is also his Li Taiping.
At this moment, Li Taiping is cold and ruthless. His sword does not need to distinguish between right and wrong, good and evil, because he is facing evil spirits from a foreign race. These evil spirits have never regarded Gan people as human beings. They regard Gan people as human beings. People are slaughtered like cattle and sheep, skinned and eaten alive without leaving any bones.
Li Taiping once saw purgatory on earth at the border, and he would never forget that scene in his life. Whenever that picture flashed through his mind, a huge boulder seemed to be pressing on his chest, making him breathless...
The blood-red sunset made the firelight in the ruins look eerie. The little girl who lost her parents among the ruins cried helplessly. Her smoky face was full of tears, but the only response was the howling north wind and wild wolves. Howling.
The old man lying on the ruins, his hands were worn out, but he still rummaged through the ruins with great pain, because under the ruins were his two children, and his little grandson who had been alive for less than a month...
This doomsday scene was painted by Tiemo Le cavalry with blood on their crossbows and scimitars. Therefore, Li Taiping never had the burden to kill foreigners, because his good will only be left to others, and all the remaining evil will be good. Leave it to the ghosts.
Shi Han came, bringing his five hundred cavalry. When Shi Han's cavalry joined the battle, the foreigners had no chance of survival.
The blood and water mixed together, dyeing the armor and stomach red, dyeing the earth underfoot red...
Shi Han got off his horse, stepped over the corpses of foreigners, came to Li Taiping who was covered in blood, and saluted Li Taiping with a very solemn military salute.
Shi Han felt that Li Taiping at this moment was less unruly and unruly than a martial artist, and more iron-clad as a soldier...
If the battle that Li Taiping experienced was ruthless and cruel, then the offensive and defensive battle of Jinyang City was a purgatory on earth, a scene of doomsday.
The siege of Jinyang City has lasted for more than two hours, and the alien army launched wave after wave of fierce attacks. Especially when the first wave of siege was launched, the soldiers on the city wall saw something they will never forget in their lives. scene.
The enemy rolled in like a tide, their arrows covered the sky like a rolling curtain, and the foreigners under the city wall fell one after another like wheat.
The heavy crossbows and boulders kept roaring in my ears, and the shouts of killing were mixed with the sound of war drums, one wave after another, as if the shouts and roars could bring more courage to the foreigners under the city wall.
Er Hei's face turned pale. In his eyes, it seemed that the guys under the city wall were not human beings, but evil spirits with their fangs exposed, which made him feel cold all over. Er Hei's heart was extremely frightened, but he was still trembling with fear in his belly.
Uncomfortable, I shot an arrow down from the crenel, and then I didn't see whether it hit or not, but I leaned against the crenel, breathing heavily...
Erhei repeated this process many times, and he didn't even know how he persisted, because the discomfort was still there, like an evil ghost under the city wall, haunting him.
Da Zhuang smiled happily. He saw Da Zhuang standing at the crenel, his feet motionless, but the long bow in his hand kept opening and closing, and he shot out arrows one after another.
When Da Zhuang saw the arrow he shot flying a hundred paces away, hitting the alien soldier's eyes, and nailing the alien soldier to the ground, while the corpse continued to twitch and twitch, he would be extremely excited.
Shouting, roaring...
"Er Hei, I shot another one to death, this is already the third one!..."
Before Da Zhuang finished speaking, a loud noise suddenly came from beside him. A boulder as big as a millstone hit a crenel a few feet away, and the crenel and the soldiers behind it disappeared in an instant...
Behind the crenel were two soldiers from Yu Da Zhuang Yi Huo. Da Zhuang didn't like those two people very much because they would often bully Er Hei when he wasn't paying attention.
Da Zhuang just glanced at the disappeared crenels and the remaining blood stains on the city wall, and then he opened his bow and fired arrows again, but he shouted "Old Gen, dead fish eyes, I will help you take revenge, shoot these bastards to death"
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The arrows of the foreigners flew past Da Zhuang's scalp, but Da Zhuang did not blink an eye. Da Zhuang has been bold since he was a child, but he is also afraid of death. However, his father told him before joining the army that the more afraid of death he becomes on the battlefield, the more he will be afraid of death.
The sooner he dies, so Da Zhuang keeps telling himself not to be afraid...
The offensive and defensive battle was extremely fierce, and life and death could only happen in a blink of an eye. But the tall, thin, gray-haired old general had been standing at the top of the city, looking coldly at the alien army below.
Peng Gengche and Tie Molle have fought countless times, but it has never been as brutal as today, because this is a national war involving hundreds of thousands of people.
The setting sun was like fire, and the aliens launched their third siege. I saw that the moat under the city wall had been filled with the corpses of aliens and alien war horses. The aliens stepped on the corpses of the tribesmen, climbed up the ladder, and threw out the hook.
He locked the door and climbed up to the city wall desperately.
Hou Wenyi, the commander of the C-shaped legion, looked at the swarming foreign troops and said coldly: "Annanwei took over from Anbeiwei to defend the city. Tell Anbeiwei's brothers that they have done a good job. Each person has half a catty of wine in the evening."
, half a catty of meat! Tell An Nanwei, if they don’t do as well as An Beiwei, just watch An Beiwei’s brothers eat meat and drink wine!”
When Erhei saw Ananwei climbing up the city wall, he knew that he was going to let them down. He was relieved and his face became much better. On the contrary, Da Zhuang looked unhappy and cursed as he got off the city wall...
"Er Hei, you can't do this. You have to know that the more you fear death on the battlefield, the sooner you will die! You have to learn from me, like me, avoid me wherever you stand with those arrows and boulders!"
After hearing Da Zhuang's words, Er Hei lowered his head and remained silent. Until he walked down the city wall to a safe area, Er Hei's hands were still shaking slightly.
Erhei also wanted to be like Da Zhuang, but for some reason he refused to obey his orders when he saw the bloody body, and his stomach was filled with turmoil. He had tried very hard to overcome that state, but no matter what he was thinking, as long as Seeing the blood, all his efforts were in vain.
Erhei felt that he should not join the army, as he was not a soldier. But it was too late to say anything now. He was already in Jinyang, and there were hundreds of thousands of foreign troops outside. He could not return home at all. Maybe in this life , he didn’t have the chance to go home and see his wife again.
The sound of fighting on the city wall was loud, and the soldiers were being baptized by blood and fire, while the warriors around the two restaurants in the city were panicking.
The eldest princess stood on the second floor of the restaurant, looking at the city wall not far away. She saw arrows and flying stones in her eyes, and the rumble of war drums in her ears. She really wanted to take a look at the city wall and see the hateful alien army. A respectable Daqian warrior, but she can't because she has to sit here until the moment Jinyang needs her.
Jian Xilai closed his eyes and held his sword. His world was very quiet, as if everything that happened outside had nothing to do with him. He continued to practice, even if he was in Jinyang City, even if you were fighting to the death outside. At the same time, he was waiting, waiting. The moment when he needs to draw his sword is just like last year at Changchun Pavilion.
Cui Mingdao accompanied Chen Buwen and Bai Yunshang and whispered softly: "Junior sister, don't worry, there will be a moment when you show off your sword and show off your skills. You must know that there are hundreds of thousands of foreign troops outside!"
Cui Mingdao then looked at Chen Buwen and said expectantly: "Mingdao really wants to see Buwen playing the zither at the top of the city and showing off his elegance when he retreated from the alien race!"
Chen Luan turned around and said, "I often heard people mention my sister's charm when I was in Daxing. Although I didn't meet her at that time, I already regarded her as a heavenly being!"
Chen Buwen just smiled awkwardly and said: "Buwen only hates me for being mediocre in martial arts, not being good at music, and not being able to climb the city and drive back the invading enemies! I feel very guilty in my heart. I feel that I am ashamed of my father and the emperor!"
Mr. Zhao next to Chen Luan smiled and said: "If you can integrate music into martial arts, why should you be so humble? As for retreating from the enemy, I think as long as we serve the country wholeheartedly and are willing to live and die together in Jinyang, we will be worthy of the people of the world!"
Jian Xilai, who had been keeping his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes and said something.
"You have time to waste your words here, why not say a few words less and spend your time on cultivation, so that you can kill a few more Temole people!"
Everyone was very embarrassed when they heard what Jian Xilai said, but at this moment Jian Xilai closed his eyes again and said: "I won't use you today and tomorrow. I will probably tire you to death in three days." dog!"
Jian Xilai is a person who says whatever he wants, and Chen Buwen knows this very well, so Chen Buwen just smiled slightly, and at the same time laughed in his heart and said, "Why does the tone of his words look more and more like that kid!"
Cui Mingdao pulled Bai Yun, who was about to get angry, and whispered softly: "He is just like that. He is usually mute. Once he opens his mouth, he might as well be mute!"
Chen Luan smiled and said: "The Seven Heroes of Mobei have been dealing with Tie MoLe all the year round. I guess Brother Deng didn't just say it casually! I wonder if Brother Deng can clear up our doubts?"
Saying that, Chen Luan looked at Jianxi with a smile...