Looking at the panting Jin Kingdom dead soldiers, Sun He, who had already finished dressing up, had bloodshot eyes and gritted his back molars, making a crunching sound.
He tightened the long-handled ax in his hand, stared at Shuhuhulu, and shouted: "You have killed so many of my brothers, and you even intend to assassinate the prince."
"Either you die tonight or I die!"
Facing Sun He's challenge, Shu Hu's eyes did not show any ripples, and he just replied numbly: "You are not worthy of being my opponent."
After finishing his words, Shu Huhu Lu took a deep breath and once again led the nine dead men around him to rush towards Zhao Huan's room.
At this time, including Sun He, there were only twenty royal soldiers left!
Zhao Huan went out to Bianjing once, and 80% of the 100 soldiers he brought were killed.
And of the remaining twenty soldiers, how many can survive?
Sun He was furious and swung the long-handled ax directly towards Shuhu Khulu's head.
Shu Huhu Lu didn't hide at all and advanced forward.
Just before he was about to be hit, Xiao He raised the shield in his hand and forced Shu Huhu Lu to block the blow.
The next moment, the Fengzui knife in Shuhuhulu's hand had already struck Sun He on the shoulder.
Bang!
The huge force caused Sun He to stagger and kneel down on one knee.
The blade had already split open Sun He's shoulder, but it was stuck and could not go any deeper.
Shu Huhu Lu didn't waste any energy in drawing the sword. Xiao He, who was next to him, raised his shield and knocked Sun He away. The stuck Fengzui sword was naturally drawn out.
The rest of the soldiers continued to attack Shuhu Hulu, but they were firmly blocked by the remaining eight dead soldiers of the Jin Kingdom!
Both sides are heavily armored and fighting each other with iron cans, which means that the battle will become long and cumbersome, and it will be impossible to reduce the opponent's numbers in a short time.
The dead soldiers of the Jin Kingdom have indeed exhausted most of their strength. If they continue to fight, they will definitely lose.
But before they all die, Shuhu Hulu can definitely cover up Shulu and rush to Zhao Huan to kill the target!
Shu Huhu Lu kept walking, with a clear goal, and kicked open the door in front of him.
At this time, Zhao Huan still lacked helmet, visor, eyebrow cover, shoulder shield, shoulder cover and other parts.
Faced with the sudden intrusion of Shu Huhu Lu, Xiao Yaner couldn't help but scream.
"It's over, I'm dead this time."
Master Li also leaned back and fell onto the bed.
Only Zhao Huan's eyes were extremely cold. Most of the soldiers he had finally recruited were massacred by Shu Huhu Lu. This hatred was irreconcilable!
Shuhu Hulu also had firm eyes, and their gazes collided, as if sparks were about to be sparked.
"Zhao Huan! Remember my name even when you go to the underworld!"
"I am Shu Huhu Lu!"
"To repay the country's favor, kill King Ding of the Song Dynasty and clear the way for my great fortune!"
"Go to hell!"
Shu Huhu Lu raised his Fengzui knife and slashed at Zhao Huan. Since Zhao Huan still had one-third of his armor uncovered, he did not dare to resist the blow and hurriedly dodged to the side.
The phoenix-bill knife slashed against the side of Zhao Huan's armor, causing sparks to appear.
Because the Bu Li is standing at the door, the distance is far away, and the room is narrow, I'm afraid it won't be able to be used.
Zhao Huan simply gave up his main weapon, moved a step to the side, picked up the small golden melon from the shelf, turned sideways, and when Shuhu Hulu raised his sword again, he slammed it against him.
As he got closer, the Phoenix Mouth Knife in Shu Huhu Lu's hand could no longer pose a threat.
Zhao Huan pushed his shoulder against Shuhuhulu's chest, waved the small golden melon, and kept hitting Shuhuhulu's belly.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The dull and dense sound continued to echo in the room.
Shuhuhulu's reaction was also very quick. He immediately threw away the Fengzui knife and reached out to touch the one-handed ax on his waist.
As a result, Zhao Huan dared to grab the ax handle with his hand, and Zhao Huan showed a strength that was not what a prince should have, and actually pushed Shu Huhu Lu directly against the wall.
The short-handled ax was caught in the wall, and Shu Huhu Lu couldn't pull it out for a while, while Zhao Huan kept hitting his belly hard.
"Um……"
"Zhao Huan, you are the only person in the Song Dynasty who is qualified to be my opponent!"
Shuhu Hulu kept groaning. Although he would rather break than bend, the blunt force injury caused by the pumpkin hammer penetrating the belly of the robe still really affected Shuhu Hulu.
Zhao Huan suddenly raised his head, his eyes were like an angry tiger, wanting to tear Shuhu Hulu into pieces.
"You are not the first person to want to kill me, and you will never be the last."
"I will use your head to pay homage to my dead brothers."
Shuhu Hulu's eyes widened and he roared angrily: "You seem to have made a mistake, I am the hungry tiger who came to hunt you!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Shu Huhu Lu suddenly gave Zhao Huan a headbutt, knocking Zhao Huan away.
Shuhuhulu was wearing a helmet, but Zhao Huan had no time to put on his helmet, and was knocked dizzy by Shuhuhulu.
The next moment, the one-handed ax was already slashing towards Zhao Huan's neck.
Zhao Huan subconsciously raised his arm, blocked it with his arm guard, and shook his head vigorously. After regaining consciousness for a while, he took advantage of Shuhu's sudden move to raise his ax and pushed in again.
When his shoulder hit Shuhuhulu's abdomen, Zhao Huan did not hit him with a small golden melon. Instead, he directly hugged Shuhuhulu's waist with both hands, stretched his right leg down, and forcibly tripped Shuhuhulu.
The moment he fell to the ground, Zhao Huan was already riding on Shuhuhulu, and the small golden melons fell on Shuhuhulu like raindrops.
I don’t know how many times I was hit until the little pumpkin hit the goggles and made a crisp "dang" sound.
Zhao Huan, who had almost lost his mind, finally came to his senses.
Shu Hu Hu Lu, who was under him, still maintained his posture of protecting his face with both arms. Zhao Huan's offensive just now was so intensive that it had little effect.
Just when Zhao Huan was about to attack Shu Huhu Lu's face, there was a sudden sound of footsteps in his ears.
By the time Zhao Huan reacted, it was already too late.
I felt my eyes go dark, my head banged, and my whole body fell sideways.
Xiao He, who arrived in time, once again used his one-handed shield to perform miraculously, and directly knocked Zhao Huan into confusion with a shield strike.
Shuhuhulu was too tired to get up on his own, so Xiao He simply threw away his weapon and concentrated on being a servant to Shuhuhulu.
He forcefully pulled Shu Huhu Lu up from the ground and shouted: "Lord Mou Ke, kill Zhao Huan quickly, we can't stop him anymore."
"More and more Taiyuan soldiers are coming."
Almost as soon as Xiao He finished speaking, Wang Zhen had already led a group of heavily armored soldiers and successfully arrived at the post house with heavy and oppressive steps.
Soldiers who can serve as heavy-armored soldiers, regardless of station or level, are all elite.
Because just the rigid rule of resisting the line is not something ordinary soldiers can do.
Compared to the night-watching Taiyuan soldiers who were unable to attack for a long time and suffered heavy casualties, the Taiyuan soldiers arrived and instantly turned the tide of the battle.