Xiliang Iron Cavalry

Due to excessive blood loss, No. 51 has already become confused. He persisted for so long only for the belief in his heart, for the figure in the distance, from the moment he followed Jia Rong, from the moment he chose Jia Rong, he never regretted it , He who had nothing before can sacrifice everything he has now for No. [-].

Even if it wasn't for the mission, he was willing to sacrifice for Jia Rong, not only him, this was the mainstream thinking in the Xiliang Army, no master would ever treat his soldiers as brothers, Jia Rong was an exception.

As soon as he fell to the ground, he was attacked by nearly ten weapons, and his face was completely changed in the blink of an eye. The ending of the hero is tragic.

The death of No. 51 stimulated several soldiers of the Xiliang Army around them, and with red eyes, they rushed towards the soldiers who were several times more than their own.

Cheng Yin tore off a strip of cloth from his robe, wrapped it tightly around his injured leg, and looked at these beleaguered soldiers in amazement. For a moment, Cheng Yin felt admiration for their courage. Putting it on the soldiers behind him, I'm afraid They turned around and fled a long time ago, even if they were brave, they could not change the situation. In just a moment, the soldiers brought by No. 51 were already dead, and the rest were panting, with wounds on their bodies.

Bending down to pick up the No. 51 saber, Cheng Yin showed joy on his face. The saber in his hand had been hacked long ago, but this saber was still sharp. Generals love weapons and horses the most. The wolf's weapons are all made of high-quality iron, which belong to the upper class weapons, and it is not too much to call them precious swords.

Zhang Zhi changed from the previous advantage to struggling to support. No matter how powerful dozens of people are, they can't fight against the three hundred dead soldiers who are not afraid of death. When Jia Rong ordered to move closer to the city gate, he was still fighting tenaciously. , He already had no fewer than five wounds on his body, although they were not serious injuries, they were gradually devouring his life. The battle robe and armor were stained with a layer of blood, whether it was the enemy or his own.

Turning around and looking at the figure, Zhang Zhi's eyes suddenly became extremely resolute. The saber in his hand has no extra moves. It uses all the moves to take the enemy's vital points. At the moment of life and death, the potential of the body will be stimulated to the greatest extent. Zhang Zhi As a leader among the lone wolves, Zhi himself is superhuman in martial arts. He has been exhausted after fighting the enemy for so long, but from the moment he saw Jia Rong constantly organizing soldiers, he found that his body was full of strength.

Zhang Zhi was one of Jia Rong's first followers. He has been around for many years. No matter how critical the moment was, he never thought of giving up. As an orphan, he got too much warmth from Jia Rong, and what he didn't have before from the robe Zejian.

With the will to die, Zhang Zhi only paid attention to attacking and not defending. The lone wolf soldiers were all brave and courageous.

Their hands holding the weapons trembled slightly after waving them for a long time, and the casualties of the Xiliang Army were gradually increasing.

Jia Rong looked around the battlefield and found that Zhang Zhizheng not far away was surrounded by heavy siege. Without extra words, he ordered a few words to Ula and led dozens of cavalry to kill Zhang Zhi.

The left arm that had just stopped the wound was overflowing with blood again. Jia Rong gritted his teeth and leaned over the horse's back, rising and falling as the horse jolted.

The same Xiliang army, under the leadership of different generals, has different combat effectiveness. The cavalry led by Jia Rong is like a group of wolves from the prairie. Jia Rong opened a direct path to Zhang Zhi.

When Jia Rong led the army to kill Zhang Zhi, Zhang Zhiye had already reached the point where his oil was exhausted, and he mechanically stabbed him one after another, regardless of his injuries. The same was true for the soldiers around Zhang Zhi. Become an obstacle that the enemy cannot advance an inch.

The armor on Zhang Zhi's body has long been scarred, and there is only a strand of battle robe left behind him, blowing with the wind.

Jia Rong felt his nose sore, and shouted: "Zhang Zhi, get on the horse quickly!"

Zhang Zhi's eyes glowed with brilliance, his lips trembled a few times, "General!" After he finished speaking, Zhang Zhi's tears flowed down unexpectedly.

Jia Rong led dozens of cavalry to join, and the attack of the dead soldiers was temporarily suppressed.

Zhang Zhi tried his best to get on the horse. This war horse has been with Zhang Zhi for two years, and they have a deep relationship with each other.

Dozens of cavalry fled away, and dozens of dead soldiers who came to pursue were killed by a burst of crossbow arrows. The avoidance of the enemies along the way allowed Jia Rong to lead the cavalry to escape easily, and the distance gradually widened. Can't keep up with the pace of the cavalry.

Jia Rong led the rest of the soldiers to fight and retreat, all the way to the east gate. Although there were many soldiers in Cheng Qiu's department, they were in vain.

"Cheng Yin, you lead the soldiers to the east gate immediately. Be sure to guard it. No one is allowed to open the city gate. If there is any abnormality, cut it first and then play it!" Cheng Qiu said coldly.

After Cheng Yin agreed to his promise, he gathered all the troops in the headquarters and left in a hurry.

The soldiers of Cheng Qiu's department bit the soldiers of Jia Rong's department tightly, like brown sugar, and they couldn't shake them off.

And fight and retreat, the speed of retreat is extremely slow.

As long as there is free time, the lone wolf soldiers around him will come for a while, there is no need to aim at all, and more than 50 crossbows can always take away the lives of thirty or forty enemy troops each time. Seeing Jia Rong wielding his saber, he immediately moved towards the back of the camp, and the soldiers behind obviously did not want to get in close contact with the crossbow arrows, so they also rushed towards the back. Real death is not terrible, but unknown death is the scariest. Human, sharp crossbow arrows broke their minds of chasing the enemy.

The distance between the two sides was gradually widened, but Cheng Qiu didn't have any worries. After guarding the city gate, Jia Rong and his party had no choice but to catch them without a fight.

At this time, a team of about 50 people appeared in the direction of Jia Rong's retreat. They were all dressed in long swords and long robes, without the tight wrapping of soldiers on the battlefield. Looking from a distance, it made people feel a little free and easy .

With just one glance, Jia Rong discovered the extraordinaryness of these people. They are warriors. A warrior of 50 people may not even be able to make waves on the battlefield, but appearing at the rear of the army at this time is undoubtedly fatal. Within a narrow range, the warrior's strength can be brought into full play, and it is not difficult to take the enemy's head.

Without too many words, the two sides fought immediately, and the retreat was blocked. The Xiliang army did not panic as the enemy imagined. The thousand soldiers who followed Jia Rong at the beginning were all the elites of the Xiliang army who respected Jia Rong. They have all encountered such a bad situation.

The warriors' attack is completely different. They pursue personal strength and have no concept of cooperation. In other words, they are better at single-handedly fighting than group fighting.

The erratic tactics of these warriors caught the soldiers of the Xiliang Army by surprise. The horses could not collide with each other, and they could easily dodge the swords and guns. The weapons in their hands were like spirit snakes, ethereal but surprisingly powerful.

As soon as they fought, several soldiers of the Xiliang Army suffered wounds of varying degrees. Most of the wounds were on their legs. What a tight guard.

One inch long and one inch strong is the situation on the battlefield, which is obviously not applicable to these martial arts masters in front of them.

Jia Rong frowned, and the 50 opponents abruptly stopped their retreat.

Jia Rong had already had a panoramic view of the cowering pursuers in the rear, and led the lone wolf soldiers to move to the front line without a sound, "Fire the arrows!" Before Jia Rong finished speaking, more than 50 crossbow arrows roared towards the warriors.

The sound of "噗噗" and "叮叮" can be heard endlessly. The warrior's six senses are far beyond ordinary people. These crossbow bolts are fatal to ordinary soldiers, but they are not enough to threaten them. Even so, this burst of crossbow bolts still took away Five warriors were killed, seven or eight others were injured, and the warrior's sharp attack was abruptly blocked.

Jia Rong snorted coldly, and looked at the warriors in front of him quietly. The middle-aged man among the warriors attracted Jia Rong's attention. Being so tall made Jia Rong stand out from the crowd among these warriors.

The middle-aged man seemed to be aware of it, and suddenly opened his closed eyes, looking coldly at Jia Rong who was looking at him.

Jia Rong is not a soft-hearted person, he found the local leader, pointed his saber in the direction of the middle-aged man and ordered: "Shoot the arrow!"

When the crossbow was about to hit the middle-aged man, he finally moved. The reason why he used it was because the middle-aged man had been watching Jia Rong order the arrow to be released, and stared at the roaring arrow with indifference. See, even suspect that he is a puppet.

Middle-aged people move, stay still like a clock, and move like a cunning rabbit. Jia Rong found that this idiom is very suitable for middle-aged people.

After the sound of "ping pong pong", the middle-aged man still stood in place, but his clothes were pierced by a crossbow arrow, and several warriors around him were shot to death.

Jia Rong took a deep breath. This man is a first-class master. It takes such skill to be able to stand under such dense crossbow arrows. His heart kept beating, and Jia Rong found that he had the idea of ​​retreating without a fight. However, the strengths of the two sides are not at the same level at all. With the middle-aged man alone, his own fate is in jeopardy. If he wants to take his own life, wouldn't it be as simple as picking something out of a pocket.

This burst of crossbow arrows also angered the middle-aged man, and he charged in Jia Rong's direction with his sword.

Several cavalry reined in to meet the middle-aged man. The ghost-like movement made all the sharp attacks of the cavalry fall into the empty space. More and more cavalry rushed towards the middle-aged man, but they still couldn't stop the middle-aged man from advancing. , He never retreated, no matter how intensive the attack was, the middle-aged man could always find a foothold.

Rather than saying that middle-aged people see middle-aged people fighting, it is better to say that they appreciate it. His every move contains a unique charm, giving people a natural feeling.

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