Generals will inevitably die in battle.
On the battlefield, being hit by arrows is a common occurrence.
But the darkness eventually affected Wei Ru. It was the first time that she was hit by a cold arrow in the arm that was not protected by armor.
pain.
Although injuries are common, this time it was particularly painful. Moreover, if the arm is injured, it will affect the performance of the horse.
And the opponent is Wan Yanxian's level.
Wei Ru's eyes flashed with anxiety, not for himself, but for this war.
"Kill!!!" Wei Ru didn't flinch, and had no way to flinch. He held back the pain, screamed, and raised his horse to resist Wan Yanxian's attack.
But Wan Yanxian, who had been able to handle it with ease just now, was now so powerful that he was unparalleled. Every time the horse spear in Wei Ru's hand collided with Wan Yanxian's black iron sword, the expression on his face became more painful. She continued to bleed the wound on her left arm.
Soon, the blood she shed dyed her red clothes even brighter and more glamorous.
And her face was as white as paper.
"The general is injured. Help her quickly." The soldiers soon discovered Wei Ru's condition. Their minds were shaken violently, as if the sky was falling and the earth was falling. Then they went crazy and rushed towards Wanyanxian, trying to help Wei Ru. .
"Quickly. Stop these guys. Create an opportunity for the general to kill the Princess of Zhou." Wan Yanxian's soldiers, as if they were beaten to death, rushed to wave their weapons, using their bodies against their bodies, and stopped Wei Ru's attack. Guards.
Wan Yanxian had nothing in his eyes but Wei Ru. As time passed, he became more relaxed and his attacks became more intense.
There was a smile in his eyes, and he thought to himself: "Luck is also a kind of strength. Appoint it. I will take your head back to the camp to show off my military exploits."
He couldn't help but get excited.
The head of a general like Wei Ru is so dazzling.
At this critical moment. A tiger roar sounded.
"Don't hurt my general."
It's Wei Polu.
As a private soldier, although he charged into the battle and got carried away, he did not leave too far. When he learned that his aunt was injured, he rushed to rescue her.
He looked at the face of his aunt who had raised him as white as paper. He was anxious and angry. He roared and stabbed Wan Yanxian.
"Ruin my good deeds!!!!" Wanyan's eyelids trembled and he looked at Wei Polu angrily. He was obviously close, just close.
You can kill the princess of Zhou.
Just a little bit, the cooked duck flew away.
What a fucking bastard.
"Kill!!!" Wan Yanxian withdrew his black iron sword and intercepted Ma Shan who was stabbing at Wei Polu. The weapons of both sides collided in the air, making a dull sound.
The backlash is strong.
Both sides quickly came to the conclusion that they were really powerful enemies.
"Kill you!!!!!!!" Wanyan showed resentment in his heart, and was afraid of Wei Polu's tyranny, so he gave birth to a seedling of destruction. With the intention of avoiding future troubles, he shouted, and used the black iron sword to attack and kill fiercely. To Wei Polu.
After all, Wei Polu was young and lacked experience. Under Wan Yanxian's attack, he was immediately in a panic and his face turned the color of pig liver.
To be honest, he was a little panicked.
Is this Mengyuan Wanhu?
Compared with him, I am too young.
The more you panic, the more likely you are to make mistakes. After only a few rounds of fighting between the two, Wei Polu was already in danger.
But it was with his help that Wei Ru escaped from the tiger's mouth. She asked her soldiers to break the arrows for her, leaving the arrowheads to be disposed of when she returned.
There was no need to fight, and the bloodshed slowed down. A little color returned to her face, but she was still very pale. The lack of blood caused her consciousness to gradually blur. But she didn't dare to fall asleep. This was a battlefield.
And broken.
Wei Ru bit the tip of her tongue, and the severe pain made her wake up quickly. He looked up at the fight between Wei Polu and Wanyanxian.
After she assessed the situation, she immediately shouted: "Don't look forward or backward. A man is as good as dead."
"I'm not afraid of death, I'm afraid of what he will do."
"Sacrifice your own life and pull him off the horse. Meeting your father and ancestors also makes you look brighter."
After death.
Are you conscious?
Only God knows that.
But ancestors do exist, and family traditions do exist. With the encouragement of his aunt, Wei Polu immediately abandoned all distracting thoughts and concentrated on fighting Wanyan Xian.
Kill him, kill him at any cost.
I am a descendant of the Wei family.
I am a descendant of the Wei family.
Wei Ru watched from the side, heaving a sigh of relief and showing pride. He is worthy of being a descendant of my Wei family, and he is also my best nephew.
A natural warrior.
Just give him time, just give him experience.
He is a general of the Han Dynasty, extremely brave and brave.
Wei Ru knew that Wei Polu would be fine, so he felt relieved, rode his horse and retreated further to the rear. Under the protection of heavy Han troops, he commanded the army to fight against the Mongolian Yuan army.
Just as Wei Ru expected.
Wei Polu was still very immature in front of a general like Wan Yanxian. But he was like a sponge, absorbing experience quickly.
Again, a newborn calf is not afraid of tigers and dares to pull down ten thousand households.
Full of energy and unfathomable physical strength.
Wan Yanxian gradually felt that it would be impossible to kill the seedling in a short while. The Han army's advantage gradually became apparent.
"What a great opportunity, but I ruined it." Wan Yanxian gritted his teeth almost to pieces, yelled angrily, forced Wei Polu away with a knife, and ordered: "Fight and retreat. Withdraw troops."
Wu Canglong and Jin Ruiyun each could not defeat their opponents. They also found that their troops could not win, and they also wanted to quit.
Following Wan Yanxian's order, the two men immediately launched a fierce offensive, forcing their opponents away, leading the army, fighting and retreating.
"Don't pursue. Be careful of being ambushed." When Wei Ru saw this, a smile appeared on his face. After all, we won. Then her face sank and she yelled.
As Wei Ru's order was passed on, the Han army Qianhu, Baihu and other officers who were ready to launch a pursuit were immediately suppressed by military orders and did not dare to act rashly.
Zhao Yanting and Zhao Mancheng simply restrained their soldiers and dealt with the aftermath.
While the Han army was treating the wounded soldiers, it was also carrying out last-ditch attacks on the wounded Meng Yuan soldiers. Some Han troops stood on the outside as a defensive force.
Wei Polu stayed for a long time, recalling his confrontation with General Wanhu. His face was red, as if he was a child with excitement. But soon, he thought of his aunt. He hurriedly reined in his horse and came to Wei Ru's side, asking: "General, are you seriously injured?"
He was anxious, tears welled up in the corners of his eyes.
Wei Ru sat firmly on the horse, looked at Wei Polu and shook his head gently: "It's okay. It's just a minor injury."
But inside, she was very worried.
The injury must be serious.
Even if the wound is not infected later, I'm afraid it won't be of use to me.
This is a decisive battle.
hateful.
