Perhaps, even he had forgotten that he was still injured on his back.
It was the sword that Cao Qingyan suddenly attacked and left on his back just now.
"ah!!!"
Suddenly, the piercing pain in his back made him scream in pain, and he suddenly retreated, and cold sweat suddenly broke out on his forehead.
"Li Yi, you actually used dirty tricks!" Li Yingtong scolded angrily.
Li Yi smiled and said: "Idiot, so what, this is called a soldier who never tires of deceit!"
"Come here, stop them!" Li Yingtong covered his back and backed away eagerly, trying to bandage his wound.
As soon as the general retreated, the bodyguards also retreated one after another.
at this time.
The outcome of the entire Pheasant Ridge fight has gradually become clear.
Li Yi, Cao Qingyan and Lu Xiangsheng worked together to continuously approach the guards.
The guards were forced to shrink, but they refused to retreat and fought to the end.
There were tearing wounds on Li Yi's arms and the corners of his eyes. The bleeding was shocking, but he had no intention of retreating. Instead, he became more courageous as he fought.
They don't know that the person who is currently staying in Li Yi's body is a modern soldier. His bayonet is red and he will fight to the death. This is the tradition of our army. This minor injury is nothing.
If you are slightly injured, you will not leave the line of fire; if you are seriously injured, you will not be admitted to the hospital!
On the other hand, Little Liang King Li Yingtong only had a wound on his back, but he no longer had the courage to fight to the death. He could obviously fight to the death and turn defeat into victory.
As a result, his retreat directly caused numerous casualties to the bodyguards, making it completely impossible to organize a counterattack.
The two parties reached a tacit truce, taking advantage of the gap to breathe quickly and regain their strength in preparation for another fight.
But they are still hostile to each other, with murderous intentions so high that they want to bite each other to death.
Li Yi swung his spear and suddenly jumped up. The spear in his hand condensed endless killing intent, and he took the lead in attacking Li Yingtong.
"Whoosh!"
The spears broke through the air attack and killed them.
One of the guards was shocked and shouted, "My lord, be careful, get out of the way!"
"No, the little emperor makes a sneak attack again, protect the prince, hurry up!"
The guards were all shocked and immediately rushed towards Li Yingtong.
now.
Li Yingtong had just bandaged the wound on his back. Hearing the sound, he felt something bad and immediately stood up to avoid it.
"Qiang!"
The spear penetrated the ground half an inch deep.
Li Yi looked at him from a distance, his eyes filled with confusion, his thin lips slightly hooked, "Little Liang King, surrender or not!"
"snort!"
King Xiaoliang snorted angrily, without any unnecessary nonsense, he pulled out the spear that was inserted half an inch into the ground and threw it back with his backhand.
"Bang!" Li Yi raised his hand and grasped the handle of the gun in the air, but the huge impact still knocked him back several steps.
The strength of the Little Liang King is really rare in ancient and modern times!
He has reached this point at such a young age. If he had not taken the wrong path, I am afraid that his achievements will definitely leave a mark in the long history of history.
It's a pity, it can only be said to be a pity.
What a domineering little prince!
But who else, standing in the position of Little Liang King Li Yingtong, would not be arrogant?
A young man who succeeds, holds a high position, has great martial arts skills, and is unrivaled on the battlefield. He is only one step away from the throne of the Ninth Five-year-old.
Let me ask, who else would be less arrogant?
Little Liang Wang's arrogance is truly arrogant.
Cao Qingyan and Lu Xiangsheng were both furious. The arrogant boy couldn't help but tighten his weapons.
Facing Li Yingtong, who is as fierce as a tiger and a wolf, the two of them are the strongest combatants around Li Yi, and they are all in trouble at this moment.
Although Cao Qingyan's strength is unfathomable, this is a battlefield, not a battle between rivers and lakes, and he can't even use half of his strength.
Then there is Lu Xiangsheng, he is a veteran on the battlefield, but he is old, and has been imprisoned for many years, and his martial arts has also been weakened. Otherwise, it would not be possible for the three of them to work together to defeat a mere Little Liang King.
But Li Yi suddenly danced his spear and shouted, "Little Liang King, do you dare to compete with me again?"
Li Yingtong touched the blood stains oozing out from his back, and became even more angry. He raised his hand and grabbed the large Fangtian Painted Halberd, gritted his teeth and said, "Why don't you dare, fight again!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Li Yi took the lead in launching an attack. He jumped up, thrust his spear upward, and danced with his spear, his sharp edge reaching the sky.
Cao Qingyan and Lu Xiangsheng looked puzzled. It was clear that none of the three of them could defeat King Xiaoliang, so why did Your Majesty insist on fighting alone?
Li Yi always did not follow the routine when doing things. Cao Qingyan knew his way well and did not dare to stop him. He quickly approached and was ready to respond at any time.
Li Yi's face showed no fear and was unusually cold. He shook the spear in his hand suddenly and countless gun flowers spun out in the air.
Really, the flowers of guns are so deadly!
This was exactly the stunt that made Lao Qi famous in the capital that day, with flowers flying all over the sky.
It's a pity that Li Yi stole his skills and added a modern stabbing blow to the flying flowers in the sky.
Li Yitong's pupils shrank, he couldn't help being surprised, and blurted out: "What a handsome marksmanship, it's not easy!"
"But don't even think about defeating me, Li Yi, you must die for me!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Li Yingtong's whole body momentum suddenly rose to the extreme.
At this moment, everyone present suddenly had an illusion. The Little Liang King Li Yingtong in front of them seemed to have turned into a devil from hell, which was extremely terrifying.
"What?"
Sharp-edged spears and flowers immediately swept over at extremely high speeds. The blades of the spears were airtight, and the spears and flowers covered the sky and the sun.
A sword, a stick, and a gun will last a lifetime. It is not easy to learn a gun.
You have to learn marksmanship when you are young and practice day and night before you can make any progress.
It would be difficult for a monk like Li Yi to become a monk halfway and obtain the true scriptures.
As a result, he really did it.
A long spear, dancing to the point of shocking the heavens and the earth and weeping ghosts and gods.
After resisting the gun attack that was like a gust of wind and rain, Li Yingtong finally had a chance to fight back. His four pupils suddenly dilated, and the halberd in his hand suddenly dropped, breaking the gun attack.
"Qiang!"
Li Yi raised his arms and used all his strength to block the blow that shattered the world.
"Li Yi, I didn't expect you to learn good marksmanship. It's interesting." Li Yitong said with a sinister smile on his face.
Li Yi snorted coldly, "There are so many things you can't think of, so get out of my way!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his leg and kicked hard, kicked away the halberd, shook his spear, and the sky was full of marksmanship once again surrounding Li Yitong.
"Hahaha!"
"Li Yi, you once again surprised me. It's not bad, but you are no match for me after all. Today I will let you see clearly the gap between you and me!"
Li Yingtong showed no panic on his face, frowned, turned around and grasped the halberd with both arms, blocking all the sharp spear blades in the sky, then quickly took a step back, turned his waist, and kicked with a desperate plan.
This kick hit Li Yi's gun barrel hard, and the terrifying force directly bent Li Yi's gun barrel.
The terrifying force shook Li Yi's chest and blood boiled, and he almost spurted out a mouthful of blood. His arms were numb and his mouth cracked.
The next second, Li Yi shouted loudly, quickly pulled away, grabbed the tail of the gun with his right hand, turned it 180 degrees, and kicked the gun barrel with one foot. The curved gun body was now like a big bow with a full bow string.
"open!"
An angry shout!
The gun head popped out instantly, like a shooting crossbow arrow, and shot towards King Xiao Liang at extremely high speed.
"puff!"
A cold light flashed across Little Liang Wang's chest, blood spattered, and his whole body was ejected.
"ah!"
Little Liang Wang screamed and fell to the ground.
This was Huaqiang Laoqi's "shooting gun posture." He used this move to defeat Li Yi that day. However, Li Yi was protected by soft armor and was not seriously injured.
But the Little Liang King obviously didn’t.
The chainmail on his body can't stop this "shotgun attack!"
"Your Majesty!"
"Save the prince!"
"Quick, save the prince!"
"..."
Many of the guardsmen exclaimed in unison and rushed forward one after another.
Li Yi put away his gun and stood up, saying coldly: "Li Yingtong, you are defeated!"
"Wow!"
Cao Qingyan, Lu Xiangsheng and the others all exclaimed.
Won!
He actually won!
Your Majesty actually defeated King Xiaoliang.
Cao Qingyan was fascinated by what he saw, and couldn't help but exclaimed: "Your Majesty is a born martial arts wizard. He learned the killing skills of Huaqiang Laoqi in just one glance. It's amazing! It's amazing! It's not as good as me!"
Lu Xiangsheng was surprised, "Who is the Seventh Man?"
"You will know when you get to the capital. The coach of the 100,000-year-old capital camp is a master of using guns." Cao Qingyan said lightly.
"To surrender or not to surrender!" Li Yi shouted angrily.
Behind them, Cao Qingyan and the others also shouted angrily, "Surrender or not!"
Li Yitong was naturally proud, how could he surrender to Li Yi? There were not many strong men in the world who could fall into his eyes.
"I will not surrender even if I die!" Li Yingtong pushed away the guards, gritted his teeth and stood up.
But the fierce guards behind him had lost their courage and were unable to fight anymore.
"Okay, I gave you a chance."
"die!"
Li Yi jumped up and walked straight towards Li Yitong. The spear in his hand was like a gleam, and he stabbed his throat fiercely.
Li Yingtong reacted instantly, braced himself, grabbed Fang Tian's painted halberd with one hand and tried to resist.
"Qiang!"
The shot missed.
The gun blade was easily blocked, and Li Yikong's door was wide open.
Li Yitong sneered, sheathed her halberd and stabbed again, the sharp edge of the halberd went straight to Li Yi's empty door.
"No, prepare to save His Majesty!" Lu Xiangsheng's heart was shaken, and he couldn't help but feel worried.
But Cao Qingyan smiled calmly and said, "Don't worry, it's over."
Li Yi was seen taking off his gun, quickly pulling away, and suddenly threw out a folding fan, and the sharp fan blades scratched his neck.
"thump!"
Li Yingtong's face was full of reluctance, and he fell heavily to the ground. His body was still trembling, and he made a reluctant gurgling sound in his throat.
Prince of Daliang, Prince of Little Liang, Li Yingtong died!
A strange evil wind blew by, blowing away the last trace of the smell of blood.
Li Yi slowly raised his head and stared coldly at Li Yingtong's personal guards with his deep icy eyes, "King Xiaoliang is dead. Will you surrender or not?"
"To surrender or not to surrender!"
As soon as the words fell, the remaining more than a hundred personal guards knelt down and surrendered.
Just when everyone thought the war was over, an expert in the internal surveillance system suddenly exclaimed, "Your Majesty, something bad is going on. There are a large number of cavalry heading due north, and their flag is Black Wolf Head!"
