Wu Xi couldn't help but be overjoyed when he saw that there was a blank space above the Moon Gate.
He shouted: "Aim above the Moon Gate and shoot."
After he finished speaking, he took the lead in shooting the bow and arrow above the Moon Gate.
The upper door of the Moon Gate is about one foot wide, with no obstruction at all, just enough for the barbarian arrows to fly in.
The soldiers of the chariot battalion hurriedly waved their swords and retreated to other rooms while waving them.
Li Hantong couldn't help but frown when he heard the sound of the barbarians' arrows.
They guarded the door with arrows and literally trapped the chariot battalion inside the house.
How to break out of the barbarian's bow and arrow blockade is a difficult problem.
He looked around the bedroom repeatedly, and when he saw a coffee table in the bedroom, his frown immediately relaxed.
"Look at each room. Are there coffee tables or anything like that?" Li Hantong shouted outside.
A soldier's voice came over: "Camp Commander, there is a coffee table in the piano room."
"Camp commander, there is a small table in the maid's room." Another soldier said.
Li Hantong couldn't help being overjoyed and said loudly: "Get a quilt, wet it with water and tie it up."
Seeing that the quilt had been tied to the coffee table, Li Hantong took the coffee table and was about to rush out.
"Batalion leader, you have lost strength just now. Let your subordinates come down." The captain of the soldiers grabbed the coffee table with the wet quilt and rushed outside.
After he rushed out, Li Hanshu and a formation leader named Wang Gen also rushed into the small courtyard carrying a small table and a coffee table respectively.
The barbarians didn't know what was going on inside. Arrows were still being shot from outside, and the ground was already covered with arrows.
Although the coffee table in Li Hantong's hand was snatched away by the captain of the soldiers, he did not hide in the house.
He rushed out of the bedroom, brandishing a sword in his hand, and nine of his soldiers hurriedly guarded him.
Li Hantong pointed at the Moon Gate, holding a biochemical bomb in his hand, and shouted loudly: "Come out."
The three soldiers resisted the small table and coffee table and rushed out from the Moon Gate first, followed by the other soldiers of the Chariot Battalion.
The courtyard was huge, about three acres in size, and it was crowded with a large number of barbarians, no less than 700 people.
Wu Xi was furious when he saw that the chariot camp had the gall to rush out.
The distance between the two sides was only twenty steps, and the ferocious face of the barbarian was clearly visible.
"These thieves, shoot them, shoot them. Shoot the thieves." He shouted as the stiff bow in his hand flew directly towards the chariot camp.
The barbarians laughed and fired at the chariot camp.
The faces of the chariot battalion officers were covered with black masks, making the barbarians think they were a group of thieves.
The closer the distance is, the more powerful the bow and arrow will be. Let's see how long you Nanmans can resist.
The barbarian thought so while firing arrows.
The sound of clanking clangs was endless, and most of the soldiers in the chariot battalion kept waving their swords.
The distance was too close, and their right hands felt numb, as if they could not hold the sword in their hands.
After all, the distance was too close and these arrows were extremely powerful. They could barely block the sharp arrows.
Li Hantong lit the biochemical bomb in his hand, held it for ten breaths, and shouted: "Throw it out."
Suddenly, twenty or thirty thunderbolts were thrown from the soldiers of the chariot camp.
When the barbarians saw the thunderbolt thrown by the security team, they couldn't help but be horrified and they all hurriedly retreated.
Bang bang, bang bang, the thunder exploded, but it did not make the original rumbling sound.
"Dumb thunder, dumb thunder, dumb thunder. Don't be afraid." Several barbarians couldn't help shouting when they saw it emitting green and yellow smoke.
All the barbarians laughed, even Wu Xi himself laughed wildly.
Although some Hu people had warned Xiaoyuan before he died, they had never seen what a biochemical bomb looked like.
When these barbarians saw these biochemical bombs, they only noticed a slight banging sound and thought they were dumb bombs.
But they stopped laughing immediately, and replaced their original laughter with embarrassing sounds of chirping and chirping.
Not only did her voice change drastically, but her facial expression also changed drastically. She looked like a woman who had been abandoned by a man. She couldn't help but have snot and tears streaming down her face.
A barbarian thought about it. He chirped and said, "Poison gas bombs, poison gas bombs."
The other Hu talents finally remembered the gas bombs from the security group, but it was already too late.
The barbarians still wanted to shoot, but they were all shooting and chirping with snot and tears streaming down their faces, but they felt that they could never concentrate on shooting.
Even if he manages to shoot the arrow, it will either be crooked or lose its original power.
Li Hantong took the opportunity to pull out his sword and shouted loudly: "Kill over, kill the barbarians."
"Kill the barbarians." All the soldiers in the chariot battalion pulled out their swords, shouted together, and rushed towards the barbarians.
At this time, the barbarians were at a loss as to whether they were using bows and arrows or swords.
The sword in front of him should be used, but the commander did not issue an order and couldn't help but look at Wuxi together.
Wu Xi hit an Ah Jiu and shouted loudly: "Kill the Nanman. Ah Jiu. Ah Jiu."
Although he was extremely embarrassed and kept chirping, he still issued the order in time. The barbarians threw away their bows and arrows and drew their swords one after another.
The Hu man was dressed in black and looked extremely gloomy.
The chariot battalion wore colorful camouflage uniforms and black scarves on their faces, which looked a bit nondescript.
The barbarians were like a black wave, and the chariot camp was like a green wave, and finally they collided hard, setting off a huge wave in the sky.
Li Handong had just killed two barbarian centurions and was the first one to rush out of the tunnel. He had very little strength left in his body.
After a short rest just now, his strength has recovered, and he is still at the front.
But this time, ten of his soldiers surrounded him tightly. Later, the captain even ran to the front.
Li Hanshu shouted, speeded up, and finally rushed to the front.
Wu Xi had already seen that Li Hanshu was an officer and couldn't help but be overjoyed.
There were too many tears and snot, which made him hate Cha Cha Ying Qi.
According to Wu Xi's temper, he must have scolded the chariot camp.
But he chose to forget the poisonous smoke tactics used by the Hu people in Jiading and Xixian.
Perhaps in the thinking of the Hu people, only they can use poisonous smoke, and others are not allowed to use poisonous gas bombs.
Now that he saw this officer, although he could not help but vent his anger, he believed that his sword also helped him vent his anger.
He ignored himself and kept chirping, and ignored the snot and tears streaming down his face. He held the big knife in his right hand and slashed viciously at the peach root.
When Li Hanshu saw that he was the opponent's commander, he did not dare to be careless. He held the sword in his right hand and met the opponent's sword fiercely.
The opponent is a thick-backed sword with a ghost head, and there are ten iron rings on the back of the sword.
Not only does it look scary, its sound is even scarier, and it makes a clanging sound when waved.
Li Hanshu did not attack the opponent forcefully, but walked away as soon as he touched the opponent.
If the opponent retreats, he will follow immediately.
He is like a piece of candy. When the opponent advances, he retreats.
Of course he couldn't really retreat, but wandered around.
The venue here is relatively wide, which is perfect for using his tactics.
Wu Xi was overjoyed when he saw Tao Gen dodge. This Nanman did not dare to fight with him head-on. He was obviously no match for him.
Thinking of this, he swung the big knife in his hand even more fiercely, making a whining sound.
As they danced, Wu Xi felt something was wrong.
The opponent's hand was a light sword, while his was a heavy and heavy sword.
For a short period of time, his swing was fine, but over time, he was the first to suffer.
He shouted, swung the big knife at Wu Xi a few times, and then rushed towards the other person.
This person was Li Hantong. When he saw this person's equipment, he expected that his position must be above him.
Just as Li Hanshu was about to pounce, he was entangled by a centurion and couldn't leave for a while.
When Li Handong saw the barbarian commander approaching, he did not retreat, but stepped forward.
One of the two sides was holding a knife, the other was holding a sword, and they started fighting.
Although Li Hantong fought with him, he still used wandering tactics.
He had killed two barbarian centurions and had not fully recovered.
When Wu Xi came into contact with Li Hantong, he felt that he was not strong enough and couldn't help but feel overjoyed.
This Nanman, who seemed to hold the highest position, turned out to be less powerful than the subordinate just now.
Thinking of this, he ignored the discomfort of tears and snot running down his face, and the vitality of Li Hantong who was inseparable from the knife.
This captain is not weak in strength. Although he holds a heavy sword with a ghost head in his hand, he is still very flexible.
After the two sides fought for forty rounds, Wu Xi was also somewhat out of breath.
Li Hantong was not much better than him, he was also out of breath.
At this time, Li Hantong did not retreat and used his sword with both hands.
Wu Xi couldn't help but be overjoyed. He was worried that there was nothing he could do.
Both sides did not retreat at all, they went all out, and the sound of clanking could be heard all of a sudden.
The two fought for more than forty rounds, each of them panting like an old cow.
Li Hantong was still counting, and now he had reached forty-five. Strangely, the miracle had not happened yet.
He was in despair, so he could only summon up the remaining courage and use his last strength on the sword.
Wuxi also felt that his strength was about to be exhausted at this time, so he gritted his teeth and used all the remaining strength.
Dangdang, something Wu Xi couldn't believe happened happened.
With two clanging sounds, his sword broke into two pieces.
He couldn't help but be shocked. He didn't expect that his sword, which was made of hundreds of refined steel, could cut the opponent in half.
Li Hantong couldn't help but be overjoyed, the strength he had lost reappeared.
He took a deep breath and stabbed the opponent with the sword in his hand.
Wu Xi was worthy of being a captain of thousands, even at this time the people did not panic.
He held half of the sword and tried his best to block the opponent's sword.
Although the sword is only half the length, its weight is reduced by more than half, making it more flexible.
Li Hantong's sword was blocked by him and changed its direction.
His original stab at the opponent's chest turned into a slash, leaving a deep scar on the opponent's left ribs, and blood immediately flowed out of the armor.
Wu Xi was indeed a commander of thousands, and he did not say a word at this time.
Li Hantong stabbed deeply with his sword again, but the opponent tried his best to block it again.
This time Sha Hu Jian changed direction, suddenly from left to right, and made a deep gash in the opponent's ribs.
Wu Xi also remained silent. These two wounds were not serious injuries and he could still bear them.
The key thing is that he has seen that Li Hantong's face is pale, his hands are trembling, and his eyebrows are knitted. This is a scene of excessive exertion.
Although his sword was broken into half, he was stronger than his opponent.
As long as the opponent's strength is slightly weaker, he is sure to kill the opponent.
You know, his half sword still has an edge.
At this time, Li Hantong's eyes were already filled with stars, and he felt like he was out of strength.
Seeing Li Hantong's hands and feet gradually slowing down, Wu Xi couldn't help but be overjoyed.
Li Hantong's sword stabbed at him, but he blocked it with half of his sword.
Li Hantong's body suddenly shook at this moment, and he took a few steps back.
Li Hantong was obviously in trouble and retreated even though he had the upper hand.
At this time, Wu Xi took a deep breath and slashed hard at Li Hantong with half of the sword.
Under Wu Xi's strong pressure, Li Hantong couldn't help but take two steps back.
Seeing that the opponent was crumbling, Wuxi decided to work harder and try to put the opponent to death.
Li Hantong braced himself, still seeing stars in his eyes, biting his lip hard with his teeth, and blood immediately flowed out.
He felt that his spirit was much clearer, took a deep breath, and stabbed the opponent fiercely with the sword in his hand.
With a clang, the swords of both sides struck each other.
Li Hantong's eyes widened and he stabbed the opponent fiercely with the sword in his hand.
He felt the other party block him fiercely, and the sword in his hand slashed towards the half of the sword.
At this time, he heard something falling on the stone floor with a bang.
Listening to this sound, it is obviously the sound of iron or the like.
He couldn't help being overjoyed and stabbed the sword in his hand directly towards him again.
Wu Xi's half-cut sword was broken into two pieces again, leaving only the handle in his hand.
He made a last-ditch effort and used the handle of the knife to block it, but found that he could no longer resist this time.
Then Wu Xi felt a coldness in her chest, followed by severe pain, blood came out of her mouth, and her strength was gradually disappearing.
Li Hantong relied entirely on feeling that the sword in his hand had pierced into the opponent's body, completely confused with relying on instinct.
Afterwards, Li Hantong completely lost his strength and consciousness.
Li Hantong's captain saw the camp leader fall again and tried his best to kill the centurion next to him.
He staggered to Li Hantong's side, but this time his battalion leader could no longer hear his voice.
