"Ding Ding Dang" sounded in his ears for a while. Zhu Bosong felt that his body was struggling to hold him, and he hurriedly opened his eyes. He just saw the scene of the southern cavalry around the town around him. He saw his father Zhu Lingyun's resolute but blood-stained profile.
"Father, handsome!" Zhu Bosong exclaimed, as if he just walked away from the gate of hell, and he woke up only after a while. After all, father and son are connected by blood. At the critical moment, his father came galloping to save him. Now Zhu Bosong's feet are full of The gun head that broke off and fell to the ground was obviously Zhu Lingyun's masterpiece just now, but Zhu Bosong felt uneasy and guilty in his heart, because the battle on the other side of the river embankment seemed to have not stopped, and because of the family relationship between father and son, he missed the military plane battle, but A great sin.
"My son, don't worry. The enemy troops on the river embankment have been defeated. My father knows it well. You are seriously injured. Get out quickly. Be careful!"
Zhu Lingyun lifted Zhu Bosong's body with his arms and threw it directly onto the horse's back. He slapped the yellow horse's strong muscles with the scabbard and roared: "Let's go!"
Zhu Bosong quickly adjusted his body posture and landed firmly on the horse. Several guards around him immediately gathered around to protect him, and then he breathed a sigh of relief. When he looked back at where Zhu Lingyun had landed, he was shocked.
I saw that Zhu Lingyun had been surrounded by dense Zhennan cavalry just now to save his foothold. Ten or twenty spears were stabbing the ground from all directions, and swords were slashing down one after another, and he could no longer even see clearly. A piece of Zhu Lingyun's clothes, swords, spears, swords and halberds had already densely covered the ground.
"Father, handsome!" Only then did Zhu Bosong react. He screamed in pain and rushed back on his horse.
The surrounding navy officers were also shocked. Needless to say, Zhu Lingyun was important in Zhu Bosong's heart, and he was the backbone of the first navy battalion. Only with his proper command and tenacity could everyone persevere under the heavy attack. , but now, under the attack of long and short weapons with no blind spots, Zhu Lingyun has most likely been chopped into pulp.
Everyone stood up and fought bravely, but there were many enemy soldiers blocking them. Even if they were only a few feet away, it would be as difficult as climbing to the sky. There were tears in Zhu Bosong's eyes and he cried loudly. He almost collapsed on the horse.
However, suddenly, everyone opened their eyes wide, and heard the sound of weapons clashing like beads falling on a jade plate. The next moment, where Zhu Lingyun disappeared, a blaze bloomed like flowers, and dozens of swords were heard. The blade suddenly stopped and was washed away by the sudden explosion of red light, and then spread endlessly among the crowd, just like the front petals of a flower that have not withered yet opened again, continuously, in circles, one after another, overlapping and changing. A channel made of fire.
The fire gradually extended outwards and expanded, burning the surrounding air into wind. Everyone could finally see Zhu Lingyun in the fire curtain, whose bun was already scattered, holding the reins tightly with a pale face, and his body firmly pressed against the horse's back. , almost parallel to the war horse, and the horse's tail under the crotch suddenly ignited violently like a shooting star. Under the severe pain and panic, the horse slammed outwards and sprinted crazily. That was the fierce fire oil!
Everyone's eyes were blankly staring at this strange and terrifying scene. The Zhennan cavalry surrounding them were frightened by the gradually uncontrolled fire and could not see. The horses under them also kept jumping and neighing back. Avoid it, because they are more sensitive than humans and can feel the threat of this fierce fire better.
"Quick! Rescue the father! Kill!" After a few breaths, Zhu Bosong, who was close to Chi Chi, let out a loud roar of filial piety. The yellow horse jumped into the air with both hooves, and a slightly sad sound came from his mouth.
Following this clear rebuke, the naval guards around Zhu Bosong suddenly pounced on him. When the Zhennan cavalry was at a loss, they rushed forward to face the fierce fire that broke through the encirclement. For a moment, the horses galloped, the sword energy was everywhere, and the long grass on the ground was trampled until it was almost uprooted, and turned into murderous aura. fragments. These fragments flew around like thin sharp blades. Dozens of Zhennan cavalry within two feet immediately felt that something was wrong, but it was already too late.
Rest, rest, rest! Rest, rest, rest! Puff puff! There was a loud sound as the blade pierced into flesh and blood. The surrounding Zhennan cavalrymen all stood there like clay sculptures withered wood, like pigs and sheep waiting to be slaughtered. First one person slowly fell down, then several more fell down, and then Then nearly twenty Zhennan cavalry screamed and fell to the ground, leaving only the powerful shouts of killing and the cold whistling of the north wind.
Almost everyone looked at all this in stunned silence. Seeing this group of desperate navy cavalry flying through the fire like Yin Shura, their bodies were trembling as if they had seen a miracle. These actions that did not seem human were simply Incredible.
Let's look at a few navy cavalry who were accidentally contaminated with fire oil. Their bodies were being engulfed in ruthless fire and were about to be swallowed up. It must have been endless pain and torture, and their bodies were covered with grass, leaves and dead branches. The blood-stained face looked at the coach Zhu Lingyun who had successfully escaped, and showed a strange and sad smile, as if he was silently saying his final farewell...
Needless to say, using Menghuo oil at close range is extremely dangerous. Zhu Lingyun was never willing to use this crazy strategy unless it was absolutely necessary. However, he was surrounded by enemy soldiers just now, and all kinds of weapons were thrown at him. When greeting, how could Zhu Lingyun, who had almost no foothold, withstand the enemy's weapons by himself? The bag of fire oil hanging on the edge of the saddle naturally became the only life-saving straw in times of desperation.
After Zhu Bosong led his men to rescue his father desperately, the place where the fire passed seemed to form a hollow zone in the rebel army. The soldiers and horses around him who were unfortunately contaminated by kerosene were all lying on the ground like trampled straws. . If you can watch this spectacle from the air, it will look like a crop circle left by aliens.
Three or four hundred paces away, Zhu Lingyun, who was surviving the disaster, seemed to be seriously injured. He could no longer bear the jolting of the horse. After the horse slowed down slightly, he barely landed. He was panting violently while leaning on his sword. His face was pale and beads of sweat rolled down his face. But how can an extremely dangerous battlefield be a place for people to take a breather?
Zhu Bosong hurriedly urged his horse to rush over. Just like his father had rescued him just now, he reached out and grabbed his father's arm and lifted it hard. Zhu Lingyun's body then fell heavily on the horse's back, but his whole body was already limp and powerless, and then Fell into coma...
Song Mojie, who was not far away, watched all this coldly. For a moment, his teeth were itching with hatred. He could do such a terrifying thing as lighting a fire on his own. Is Zhu Lingyun more courageous or more fateful? Watching him clearly, he could still survive the disaster despite having hundreds of swords attached to him? But what's the use of anger? At this moment, life is at stake, victory or defeat is only a moment, and there is no time for any unnecessary thinking.
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"What are you doing standing still? Kill! Didn't you see that Zhu Lingyun was seriously injured? Quick! Kill them all! Don't let them escape!" Song Mojie cursed and shouted.
Although the Zhennan cavalry were a little timid, under the urging of their coach, they still stepped forward with courage. In an instant, they continued to charge towards the navy cavalry like ants, and the brutal hand-to-hand combat repeated itself again. Relying on their numerical advantage, the Zhennan cavalry continued to encircle and annihilate the dwindling naval cavalry around them.
Song Mojie himself led a team of elite cavalry and chased in the direction where the Zhu family and his son fled. He quickly peeled off the layers of naval soldiers blocking him like an onion. A moment later, in the distance, There are still 500 steps to the river embankment, and only about 50 naval guards are huddled tightly together to protect Zhu Bosong and Zhu Lingyun, who is almost in shock. They have been surrounded by enemy troops several times their own.
All the guards knew that today would be unlucky. Everyone might die here, it was just a matter of time. But everyone could only grit their teeth and persevere, mechanically fighting with the Zhennan cavalry with their weapons. At this time, all these Zhu family disciples could think of was to protect their commander with all their lives, holding on moment by moment until the friendly forces on the river embankment Come to help, even if you die, you still have someone to support you...
