Chapter 267 Swallowing thousands of miles like a tiger
Thousands of Huqi seemed to be in a stormy sea with huge waves. The rotten and old bamboo pole was like a small boat on the sea. Every time a big wave hit, the small boat would be submerged, as if it was shot into the sea.
Under the sea. But after blinking, it miraculously surfaced again...
Whether it is Li Liang or Li Rui in the south, or Da Xi or Zhang Xinyi in the north, they have already been stirred up by Li Chengzhi's tragic and heroic act of going forward without regrets.
Fighting with a single gun and cavalry against thousands of troops, and taking the initiative to charge the enemy...
This kind of allusion has never been recorded in history books, and there is no similar passage in even unofficial histories.
It's the Overlord's resurrection, that's it...
Every one of the more than 500 old members of the Baijia Battalion were driving their horses like crazy, fearing that in the next moment, the old and broken flag would be submerged in the Hu army and no longer able to stand upright. p>
You must hold on...
Every white-armored soldier shouted and prayed in his heart. His body was as hot as if it had been rolled with boiling oil, and the 36,000 pores on his body were filled with soaring pride: I am lucky enough to meet this superior officer, and I will have no regrets in this life.
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"My son should stand upright and swallow up thousands of miles like a tiger..."
Li Shixian suddenly thought of what Guo Yuzhi once said. Tears had already blurred his eyes, and he cursed words such as "You traitor, idiot, why are you so impulsive" over and over again, but the back of the knife in his hand struck him as fast as one strike.
He was slapped on the horse's buttocks, and he wished he could replace him with himself, replacing Li Chengzhi who was trapped in the enemy's formation...
Murong Ding looked at Li Chengzhi, who was rushing left and right in the formation, as fierce as a tiger and a wolf, and then at Bai Qi, who was running closer and closer, arriving in the blink of an eye. For a moment, all thoughts were silent.
It's too late...
He wanted to kill Li Chengzhi to avenge himself and Murong Qinggu, but he just couldn't.
It's not that Li Chengzhi is so brave, but that hundreds of Hu Qi are like this. At this time, his thoughts are all cold and his heart is as gray as death.
Most of them are not even as good as him, and they have no energy left in their hearts. Every knife they make and every spear they make are as soft as cloth...
Murong Ding also knew very well that at this time, the hatred for him in the hearts of these personal guards had probably exceeded that of Li Chengzhi, so he was quite sensible in not turning back and killing him to relieve their resentment.
One wrong step after another, he brought them into a situation of no return, and also forced himself into death...
But what if I die?
Murong Qinggu, who is greedy for life and fearful of death, dared to ride alone towards the fire horse formation until the last moment. As the Zuoguli King of Tuyuhun, am I, Murong Ding, not even as good as this traitor?
Countless thoughts rushed to him, and Murong Ding's heart was in turmoil.
Just die... Fu Lianchou will at least leave a bloodline for himself for the sake of surrendering to the enemy alive and not losing his face...
"Get out of the way..."
In a matter of seconds, Murong Ding made a decision. He roared fiercely and pointed his lance at Li Chengzhi: "Little Li, I am Murong Ding. Didn't you clamor for a fight with me? Come on...
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Murong Ding?
Murong Ding, King of Zuoguli?
Li Chengzhi, who was as cold as a machine and all he could think about was killing and killing, suddenly woke up.
This is Murong Ding...
He whipped a Hu soldier away with a lightning shot, and shouted sternly: "Who dares to stop me?"
The actions of the two men were surprisingly consistent. They both had their mustaches spread out, and they were both trying hard to beat and kill Hu Qi who was blocking the road. It seemed that even if there were thousands of mountains and rivers blocking them, they could not stop them...
Li Chengzhi had gone crazy with the killings a long time ago, and he was as fierce as a general and invincible. All the Hu riders were frightened by the fact that they had been killed long ago. If they had not known that escaping back would lead to death, Murong Ding's personal guards would have collapsed long ago.<
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But who would have expected that King Zuo Khan would go crazy and even kill his own people?
At this point, all the personal guards had no intention of protecting him at all, and they all urged their horses to get out of the way.
In an instant, a passage that was more than ten feet long opened up in the middle of the cavalry formation. There was nothing else in their eyes but each other. They both urged their horses like crazy and rushed towards each other.
Close...
Closer...
As long as you kill Li Chengzhi, your death will be worth it...
Murong Ding felt a fighting spirit in his heart, and Ma Shan stabbed straight towards Li Chengzhi.
Li Chengzhi raised his left arm fiercely, tilting his square shield sideways, trying to knock Murong Ding's spear away. At the same time, he raised his long spear high, like a bolt of lightning, striking down.
But who could have expected that at the last moment of life and death, Murong Ding would still be able to use feints?
The long spear swung inward as if it had eyes. The tip of the spear grazed the steel shield and emitted a string of sparks. It was also like a poisonous snake spitting a message, stabbing Li Chengzhi in the chest.
For a moment, Li Chengzhi seemed to see his chest being pierced and blood gushing out.
Even if you can't pierce the nail leaf, you will be knocked off the horse and you can't escape...
The speed of his body unexpectedly exceeded the reaction of his brain. Li Chengzhi stepped on the stirrups with both feet, forcibly raising his height. Then he fell violently to the left, and his body turned horizontally.
Murong Ding's spear missed his chest and pierced Li Chengzhi's side.
The force of the collision between the two fast horses was so great that Sang Tuomu's gun barrel was immediately pushed into two pieces. Li Chengzhi's mount suddenly stopped its momentum by being pushed up.
The tail of the gun hit Murong Ding's belly armor hard, and his body fell backwards, and was actually pushed out.
In the blink of an eye, Li Chengzhi's long spear was as fast as lightning, changing from a straight slash to a horizontal slash, drawing an arc in the air and sweeping past Murong Ding's neck.
A huge head soared into the sky, and Li Chengzhi even saw the look of fear still in his eyes.
When the two war horses crossed each other's shoulders, the blood from the broken cavity spurted out, as if it was raining blood all over the sky, covering Li Chengzhi's head and face.
But he didn't even blink, he just stared closely at the head that reached the top and then fell down.
With a lightning-like thrust of his left hand, the head was in Li Chengzhi's hand, and he was wearing a jewel-encrusted bag.
Is this Murong Ding?
Haha... I made a lot of money...
Even dying is worth it...
My heart suddenly relaxed, as if I had breathed my last breath, and my body suddenly became aware. All the pores seemed to be pricked by red-hot steel needles, and I felt that there was no place in my body that was not painful. p>
Li Chengzhi's vision suddenly went dark and he almost fell off his horse.
Even if I have to die, I will die standing...
With the last trace of consciousness in his mind, Li Chengzhi clamped his legs tightly on the horse's belly, and thrust the gun in his right hand hard into the ground.
The horse stopped its hoofs with a long neigh and stopped immediately.
Li Chengzhi's head dropped, and he no longer had any consciousness...
"King Zuohan is dead..."
"King Khan was beheaded by Li Chengzhi..."
Hu Qizhong resounded with a thundering roar.
I don’t know if they were infected by Murong Ding’s heroism in the last moment, but dozens of horsemen immediately surrounded and killed him, as if they wanted to avenge Murong Ding.
"Who dares?"
Zhang Xinyi, who rushed to the front, let out a sharp roar, raised his head, and shot out a javelin as if it was a wasted effort.
For a moment, javelins rained down like rain, knocking off the dozens of horses that were charging towards Li Chengzhi.
Five hundred white knights seemed to have been slashed through it, and a gap was suddenly opened in it. They rushed around Li Chengzhi and formed a circle, protecting him firmly in the middle.
Looking at Li Chengzhi standing still, Zhang Xinyi's eyes were about to burst and his whole body was shaking wildly.
Veins popped up on his face, and the flesh at the corners of his eyes twitched rapidly. He wanted to shout "Commander", but it felt like there was a piece of cloth stuffed in his throat, and he couldn't even make a sound...
Li Chengzhi sat on the horse with his head lowered, as if he was asleep.
His right hand held the spear tightly, and the gun was thrust straight into the ground, firmly supporting his body. His left arm drooped, still holding Murong Ding's head in his hand.
The body is covered with arrows, like a hedgehog. Even the man and the horse look like they have been washed out.
Blood flowed down the armor, just like rainwater flowing down the eaves after a heavy rain, splashing small pits one after another on the ground.
Under the right rib, there is a broken gun nailed, and the head of the gun, which is more than a foot long, has passed through the seam of the nail and has not reached the root.
The blood is like water, flowing out...
But the worn and old bamboo stick on the back is not skewed at all, it is still standing straight.
The flag surface has long been soaked with blood, and even the huge letter "Li" can no longer be seen clearly.
Hundreds of fierce soldiers would not blink even if a knife was cut on their necks. But at this moment, they were all like children, staring at the sculpture-like Li Chengzhi, tears streaming down their faces... p>
Li Shixian buzzed, as if he was struck by five thunders, and his mind went blank.
There was no color left on his face, and there was only one thought left in his mind: My son... is dead?
My son died?
Impossible...
Li Shixian's tears burst out in a burst, and he cried hoarsely: "Chengzhi...Chengzhi..."
The sound is weeping blood, as sad as the cry of a cuckoo!
Seeing him rushing towards Li Chengzhi, Zhang Xinyi was so shocked that his hair stood on end.
Although the commander is standing with his gun in his hand, his body is leaning forward. If the horse moves even a little, he will fall down.
The broken gun under the ribs will only be pushed deeper...
Zhang Xinyi was so frightened that he even forgot that the man in front of him was the handsome father...
"Stop... stop quickly..."
Li Shixian turned a deaf ear and continued to urge the horse forward.
"Grandpa asked you to stop..."
Zhang Xinyi roared, raised his lance, and hit Li Shixian in the stomach.
Li Shixian groaned and was almost knocked off his horse.
Da Xi stopped running wildly and used all his strength to restrain the horse's reins. The war horse neighed loudly and stood upright.
Before the horse even landed, Da Xi jumped off the horse and walked cautiously towards Li Chengzhi, shouting in a low voice: "Don't move, don't move anyone... If the horse is startled, Chengzhi will fall off the horse."
, the broken gun will only pierce deeper..."
Li Shixian woke up from a dream.
Only then did he discover that Li Chengzhi had a half-cut gun stuck in his abdomen
My vision went dark, and I fell straight off the horse...
Looking at Li Chengzhi covered in blood, Da Xi couldn't control himself at all, and his whole body was shaking as if he was sifting chaff.
Why is it so tragic?
You don’t want to die...
Don’t fucking die...
Grandpa has sworn that he will take you to Luojing to meet the most famous prostitute in the Wei Dynasty...
You also promised me, but those two jars of good wine were not fulfilled...
Da Xi felt that his legs were as heavy as a thousand stones, and he moved forward bit by bit, fearing that he would make a strange noise and startle the horse.
The horse seemed to be spiritual. It didn't even move its hooves, and its body seemed to be frozen, not moving at all.
Da Xi finally supported Li Chengzhi, and immediately several cavalrymen rushed over. The cavalrymen jumped off their horses before the horses could even stop.
Several people worked together to lift Li Chengzhi down.
Da Xi grabbed Li Chengzhi's hand like lightning. Although his pulse was weak, it was extremely clear.
Alive?
Hahaha...
Da Xi cried with joy and roared angrily: "Medical officials...Medical officials..."
The two doctors each held a sharp knife and carefully peeled off the nail leaves on Li Chengzhi's body.
After peeling off the nail leaves, there are linings, middle clothes, and trousers...
Not long after, Li Chengzhi was stripped naked, like a naked pig.
What is extremely surprising is that as the nail leaves peeled off, all the arrows flew away from the body. Although there were many arrow wounds on the body, most of them were not deep.
What's even more surprising is that when the doctor used strong alcohol to clean the wound, Li Chengzhi actually reacted?
Li Shixian, Da Xi, Zhang Xinyi...the people surrounding them were shocked and couldn't stop trembling.
God bless Li Chengzhi...must bless...
After clearing the blood on his waist, the doctor took a closer look, stretched out his fingers to touch the blade of the gun that had pierced his ribs, and said confidently: "Although the blade of the gun pierced deeply, it did not damage the internal organs..." Da Xi's eyes bulged, and his excited voice changed: "Seriously?"
How could it be false?
The medical staff in Baijia Camp are all members of the Li clan, and were personally trained by Li Chengzhi. During the two months when the war with Liu Huiwang stopped, these people did nothing but study the rebel soldiers who died in the battle.
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They have handled as many as eight hundred corpses, if not a thousand, so there is no mistaking them.
Half of the reason why Lang Jun was unconscious was that although the injuries were not serious, they were numerous, and he lost a lot of blood, so he would naturally faint. The other half was because he lost his strength, just like the time on the Jingzhou city wall...
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If they weren't afraid of being involved, these two medical officials would even dare to pull out the severed gun on the spot.
Li Shixian's eyes suddenly lit up, and he said in a trembling voice: "How much hope is there?"
According to Lang Jun's advice, such an injury can be regarded as slander at best. As long as there is no infection, 99% of the time you can survive.
With the medicinal wine prepared by Lang Jun personally, and with Lang Jun’s strong physique, I am at least 70% sure...
The doctor nodded fiercely: "At least 70%!"
This also comes from Li Chengzhi, who said a few percent means a few percent. Sometimes, he would even say 50 percent as 90 percent...
Li Shixian cried with joy, and sat down on the ground, as if he was crazy, crying heartbreakingly: "My son is saved... My son is saved..."
Li Chengzhi's father is obviously unreliable...
Facing the doctor's inquiring gaze, Da Xi gritted his teeth and said, "Pull it out!"
The doctor nodded vigorously, took a deep breath, and kept hypnotizing himself: This is not a gentleman, nor a handsome man, just an ordinary soldier...
When his heart calmed down a little, the doctor stretched out his hand and grasped the broken gun, and pulled it out with a bang.
Although Li Chengzhi did not open his eyes, he gritted his teeth and let out a groan.
Da Xi was ecstatic: Is this clearly a sign that Li Chengzhi is about to wake up?
He stood up suddenly and laughed wildly: "You two, just let go and rescue. As long as your ambition is not hindered, you will each be rewarded with a hundred gold..."
Before the two medical staff could nod, and before Da Xi's laughter had dissipated, there was a sudden commotion outside the array.
A sharp look suddenly appeared on Da Xi's face.
How dare someone make a noise outside the formation at such a critical moment?
When I ridicule someone’s sword, is it not as sharp as Li Chengzhi’s?