There are only about a hundred warriors who intend to make great achievements. If it were normal, facing close to fifty Tianji Camp guards and Anwu Guards, they would probably be slaughtered in less than a cup of tea.
But at this time, the result was completely opposite.
The Tianji camp guards and Anwu guards were so tired that they couldn't even swing their swords. In contrast, these warriors with little combat experience had extremely strong morale.
They have been dormant for so long, waiting for this opportunity. As long as they kill the local generals and kill Qin Feng, they can be remembered in history and completely turn over.
"Kill!"
"go to hell!"
The two sides collided together, and the Tianji camp guards could only rely on the weight of their bodies to press directly on each other, struggling to support themselves, and at the same time weakly waved their daggers to stab.
After all, "thorning" is the most labor-saving way.
The armor of these warrior warriors in the field is extremely simple, mainly cloth armor, and these cloth armors are still inferior goods with poor workmanship. They cannot provide effective protection when faced with the stabs from the guards of the Tianji Battalion. In an instant, they are More than a dozen warriors from the field were stabbed to death, with blood splattering on the spot.
But the guards of the Tianji Camp and the Anwu Guards were not much better. They wore light armor instead of heavy armor.
A warrior warrior from the field army swung a short-handled ax and hit the head of the Tianji camp guard hard.
The Tianji camp guard felt his head thump, his vision went dark, and his whole body went limp.
As the body collapsed, several field soldiers in front of them rushed to brandish their weapons. Although there was no order and even full of loopholes, this simple and crude "beating" still killed the invincible Tianji camp guards on the spot in the blink of an eye. kill.
Zhang Zhenhai was so tired that his body was shaking, and his vision went dark. He picked up the small golden melon in his hand and smashed the heads of the soldiers in front of him. As a result, before the enemy could catch up, he fell heavily because of exhaustion. land.
He lay on the ground, breathing heavily. After a while, he regained some strength. He used his extremely sore arms to support his body and tried to get up. As a result, he felt something on his back just as he was halfway up. After a heavy blow, the whole person fell back to the ground again.
If it weren't for the shields on his chest and back that protected him from arrows, this blow would have been enough to break Zhang Zhenhai's spine.
Zhang Zhenhai lay on the ground, growling constantly, and tried to get up several times, but unfortunately his limbs were so soft and sore that he couldn't muster any strength at all.
Just as Zhang Zhenhai was lying on the ground struggling, Liu Ming let out a scream and was stabbed on the right side of his face. This stab not only left shocking scars on his face, but also knocked off his helmet and cut off his right cheek. Ear.
Liu Ming covered his bleeding ears, staggered back a few steps, and fell to the ground.
When the warriors from the field army on the opposite side saw this, they suddenly became excited.
"That person is the enemy general!"
"Take the head of the general and get promoted to a higher rank!"
Four warriors from the field army swarmed up and slashed at Liu Ming.
Liu Ming subconsciously curled up into a ball. Although the armor on his body blocked most of the slashes, his arms and thighs still received many scars, and the blood dyed his whole body red.
Just when Liu Ming was about to die under the knife, a figure appeared and hacked one of the soldiers to death with one knife. He turned around and slashed with another knife, sweeping out and hitting the soldier's neck, and the whole head flew out.
The remaining two field soldiers were shocked and retreated.
Qin Feng was seen holding a short knife and standing beside Liu Ming panting. His body was swaying with the night wind. His face was full of exhaustion, but his eyes were still filled with fierce killing intent.
At this moment, Qin Feng is undoubtedly the one with the most physical strength among all the soldiers.
After all, he sat by the ancestral hall and rested for a long time.
But this kind of physical strength is only a relative term. Compared with the warriors of the field soldiers who have been dormant for the entire battle, it seems to be insufficient.
Qin Feng clutched the handle of the knife tightly, breathing heavily, his eyes fixed on the warrior warriors in front of him.
At the same time, he kicked Liu Ming: "Are you dead?"
Not hearing Liu Ming's response, Qin Feng looked down and saw that Liu Ming had passed out. Although there were no fatal injuries on his body, he was exhausted and lost too much blood. If the bleeding was not stopped as soon as possible, he would still die.
But at this time, Qin Feng obviously had no time to pay attention to Liu Ming.
He stared at the warriors in front of him and said, "Qin Feng is here!"
"Those who want to take my head should stride forward!"
"I am standing here. This head on my neck represents countless fame, fortune, and endless wealth. Anyone who is willing can just come and get it!"
Hearing Qin Feng's roar like a wild beast, not to mention the war-weary garrison soldiers, even the garrison warriors stopped one after another, with fear in their eyes.
They racked their brains and couldn't figure out why they were fighting so fiercely, and why the other party could still explode with such momentum?
Obviously...the soldiers of Beixi are completely exhausted.
Obviously... the Tianji camp guards and Anwu guards suffered heavy casualties and were so tired that they couldn't even pick up their swords.
Obviously... Qin Feng only has about thirty people left, but there are hundreds of enemy troops around him...
Why don't they surrender? Why is Qin Feng, the first prince of Daliang, a rotten young man who should be well-dressed and well-fed, but holding a short sword, like a god of war, standing in front of the two armies, refusing to give in even half a step?
At this moment, they seemed to finally understand why Qin Feng was able to defeat Chen Si's army and why he was able to make the entire Beidi fear three points...
When this man puts down his sword, he is like a handsome young man and has no plans left.
When you pick up the sword, you are the invincible God of War, iron-blooded and strong.
Wen Neng can bring peace to the world with his pen, but Wu can use his horse to settle the world!
Is there really such a perfect person in the world? Today, they finally saw it.
A warrior warrior from the field army mustered up his courage and rushed towards Qin Feng with a long knife in his hand. When he slashed hard, Qin Feng just moved a step to the side, and then slashed out the short knife at the same time.
Poof!
Along with the muffled sound, the warriors of the field soldiers were splashed with blood on the spot, and their whole bodies were hit hard on the ground, killing them on the spot.
The remaining warriors of the field soldiers couldn't help but gasped. Even at the end of their strength, this person was still not something they could defeat alone.
Qin Feng glanced coldly at the corpse of the garrison warrior and said scornfully: "You want to take off my head? You are not worthy!"
"who is the next?"
Except for the warriors of the field soldiers who were dealing with the Tianji Camp guards and the Anwu Guards, the remaining dozen warriors simply summed up and prepared to swarm forward and hack Qin Feng to death.
Facts have proved that their decision was quite correct.
Qin Feng was already powerless, with one enemy against many.
