Zhang Xian had just retracted his long sword and was about to turn around and chopped the soldier on the other side. A cold feather arrow came quietly like a poisonous snake, hitting his right leg.
"Ah...hiss..."
Zhang Xian screamed, his right leg weakened, and he immediately knelt on one knee, and cold sweat appeared on his head. Seeing that there was an opportunity, a soldier from the Marine immediately waved his sword and wanted to cut off the dozen warriors who had killed him.
The Yan army warrior Zhang Xian's eyes were sharp and the long sword in his hand flashed. Before the other party could cut off his head, he took the lead in picking open his abdomen.
"Puff..."
With a light sound, a lot of steaming things fell from the lower abdomen of the Mariner Slides. The Mariner looked down and saw that his intestines were flowing all over the ground, as if he used his hands to stop them and stuff them back into them. But he
The divine light gradually disappeared in his eyes, and finally took a step forward and fell to the ground with a bang.
"Puff..." Zhang Xian just flashed a black shadow, but found that his shoulder had been scratched, and opened a hole several inches long and deep. The bright red blood suddenly splashed out, and Zhang Xian shouted loudly.
He swung his sword and cut the chest and abdomen of the Martyr soldier deeply.
This time, Zhang Xian had used all his strength and knelt on the ground with weak knees. Suddenly, the cold wind suddenly rose in his ears. He hurriedly raised his head, and another sharp scimitar cut down the air. Zhang
Xian could see a cruel smile from the other party's eyes. Zhang Xian opened his eyes wide and wanted to raise the knife to resist, but found that his arms were extremely heavy, as if he had pressed a huge rock, no matter how hard he tried, he could not lift it up.
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"Brother Zhang, be careful!"
Seeing that the scimitar was about to fall on Zhang Xian's neck, a black shadow suddenly appeared in front of Zhang Xian, blocking the fatal slash with his own body.
"puff……"
The sharp scimitar pierced deeply into the body of the black shadow. In an instant, the incision could see the pale tender flesh and the bones in it. The next moment, hot blood sprayed out, splashing the face of the Mars soldier.
Just as the soldiers of Mary were about to reach out to touch the blood that blurred his vision, two steel knives ruthlessly pierced into his chest. They immediately wailed and fell to the ground, gradually disappearing.
The soldier who sacrificed himself to block Zhang Xian twitched a few times, and the red blood slowly flowed out to the corners of his mouth, and his originally bright eyes gradually lost their spirit.
"Little Yezi! Little Yezi!" Zhang Xian gently hugged the body of the soldier who saved his life. Others came out. This little Yezi was the one who lives near him who often pestered him to practice martial arts, but only himself
When he was entangled and bored, he taught him a few times randomly, and the boy he always called him the eldest brother. Unexpectedly, the boy he used to disdain, sacrificed himself to save one of him.
Zhang Xian suddenly realized that he was really a bastard. Why did he treat him so well in the past, why didn’t he teach him martial arts well, why... Maybe he was at that time, and he didn’t have to die today! Zhang Xian... You are such a bastard.
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"ah……"
Zhang Xian let out a wail, and the only strength in his body was suddenly overwhelmed by Xiaoyezi, who had lost his life, and made him unable to turn over.
The bloody battle continued to take place above Zhang Xian's head and beside him. Yan Jun and Marty soldiers kept falling down with roars and roars, and hot blood kept flowing into his face and mouth, but he could no longer feel his mouth at this moment.
The feeling of being in the middle was already exhausted, and he almost fell into a coma.
"Huh? There is still an undead Yan dog here!" A soldier suddenly found Zhang Xian squirming, opened his mouth, raised his scimitar, and slashed his eyes with a feverish murderous intent.
Zhang Xian looked at the scimitar that was slashing down, and the corner of his mouth felt bitter, and he was waiting to die by closing his eyes.
"call out……"
A black iron feather arrow pierced through the sky from a distance, and pierced through the left eye of the Mars soldier with a whimper. Then he flew out from behind. The other two people who penetrated deeply and stopped.
, pierced on the fourth person's chest.
"Who is it? Such a powerful bow and arrow?" Zhang Xian couldn't help but ask inwardly.
"Prepare to cast the gun, project towards the rear!" A loud shout followed, and a whistling sound followed.
"Dongdongdongdong..." Countless loud noises were heard, accompanied by countless screams.
“Buzz…”
A spear pierced a soldier and nailed it to the ground. The trembling of the gun bar made a buzzing sound, and the tip of the gun under the nail was not far from Zhang Xian.
"What a great weapon!" Zhang Xian said in a dismay.
What surprised Zhang Xian even more was that many soldiers of Marx changed their faces when they saw this weapon, and their attack frequency also decreased greatly.
"The sword and shield hand is in front, the spearman is in the back, stab!"
"receive!"
"prick……"
A series of cold and stern voices sounded, and teams of neat and well-equipped the space of the soldiers in the Martin army. A red fire kirin flag fluttered in the wind.
It turned out that at this critical moment, the Huolin Army finally arrived. Zhao Xun left behind Guziying, whose soldiers were changed under Su Yun, Zhongziying, the Mansion Army, and the young and brave left behind in Xicheng, and rushed over with the Huolin Army.
Aid. The energetic Huolin Army faces the exhausted Martial soldiers. It is naturally no problem to fight. What's more, the cooperation and serious military discipline of the Huolin Army are unmatched, and it is most suitable for guns and arrows to use it at this moment.
But.
Zhao Xun picked up a gun and threw it slightly, and threw it out with force. The gun was whistling and siege, and suddenly pierced five or six warriors in a row, allowing the warriors to be killed by the warriors behind him.
A meal.
"Zhao Qingshan, push these ladders to me! Wei Chen, pull down these siege towers for me!" Zhao Xun shouted sternly.
"Those who block me will die!"
Zhao Xun shouted loudly, and the long spear in his hand burst into flames, and suddenly it was like a ray of starlight blooming. More than a dozen soldiers in front of him all touched their throats and fell to the ground.
“Hohi…”
“Hohi…”
Amid the sound of slogans, dozens of heavy ladders were set up by the strong men in the guard camp with their super long spears. After slowly standing up, they continued to tilt backwards, and fell down with the redest bang.
Dozens of Marshe soldiers on the cloud ladder, like drowning people falling into the water, grabbed their hands randomly and fell down. There were dozens of Marshe soldiers on the ground being pressed down by the heavy cloud ladder, immediately,
The muscles and bones broke and let out a shrill scream.
The siege towers were also pulled down one by one, falling apart into pieces of wood and boards flying all over the sky, and also crushing dozens of soldiers who were unable to escape from the ground.
"Kill them all!" Zhao Xun smiled and shouted loudly as he watched the ladders and siege towers being pushed down one by one.
"Boy, you're looking for death!" Ju Yan rushed over with a long sword. Last time, this kid caused him to almost be pulled to feed the horse.
"It's you?" Zhao Xun also recognized the commander who fought with him: "By the way, your commander is still staying in my Huolin Army camp. Do you want to accompany him too?
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"Go to die!" Juyan's eyes opened and his scimitar slashed down.
Zhao Xun sneered and stabbed the spear quickly.
"puff……"
Ju Yan glanced at his chest in disbelief and murmured: "What a quick gun!"
"I've been killing for a long time and still fighting with me, aren't you looking for death?" Zhao Xun replied silently.
Seeing Zhao Xun killing his commander with one shot, countless soldiers of the Martin army were frightened, and Xu Mang and Ju Tu were even more heartbroken.
"Dong..."
Zhao Xun stood outside the city wall and looked out, watching the collision car pushed by more than a hundred soldiers below hitting the solid city gate again.
"Zhao Ning, turmeric oil, pour the turmeric oil down for me!"
Immediately, soldiers rushed forward and carried a pot of boiling pot of tincture oil, pouring down to the soldiers crowded down the city tower, as the hot oil juice penetrated through the shield and the cloth clothes.
When soaked in the skin, the hot moxibustion heat was enough to make the soldiers with the strongest will begin to run wild.
"Go to die!" Zhao Xun shot a rocket down with a cruel smile.
The next moment, dozens of rockets followed and fell from the city tower, splashing all over the ground and burned in an instant. The blazing flames quickly completely swallowed more than a hundred Marine soldiers and the collision cart.
!In the scorching and white flames, you can still clearly see the undying soldiers of the Marshes wailing shrillly and struggling desperately.