Li Yuanzhao shouted and rushed towards Wutu.
But Wutu was completely furious, looking at Li Yuanzhao from afar with red eyes: "Seeking death!"
The Jinyi guards stood beside Li Yuanzhao and kept slashing at the panicked Jin army with their swords.
Wherever the blade passed, the enemy troops were cut down one after another.
Resistance...I can't resist at all. There is still a ringing in my ears now, and I haven't recovered yet.
It's good to be able to mount a horse with strong willpower.
Many people even felt that they couldn't tell their direction for a while, and the shouts of their companions were not very clear.
The Jin Yiwei began to circle around the entire Jin Army, constantly shrinking inward to strangle.
The horses' hooves kept moving, kicking up bursts of dust, and the Jin army was already in a killing formation.
Utu was being protected by his bodyguards.
No matter how loud he shouted, it was impossible to restore the situation... Now the military morale was completely lost and the position was in chaos.
However, the enemy's momentum is soaring and they are still harvesting human lives.
The remaining Jin Army began to collapse inside again.
As he continued to parry, his eyes would look into the distance from time to time.
They could still see friendly forces that hadn't fled too far.
Of course they are alive...what about me? Why should I wait here to die?
The more he thought about it, the more desperate he became. Some people resisted a wave of Jin Yiwei's knife array and started to rush out, while some people broke down and cried.
While waving weapons, he was still crying.
There are also people who are extremely courageous and want to rush into the formation and break the siege of the Jin Yiwei.
Under Utu's desperate command, this small group of people began to reorganize into a fighting force.
The stormtroopers numbering several hundred people had just taken shape when a grenade was quickly thrown into the crowd...
"They are still there, get out quickly!!"
The stormtroopers who had finally gathered together dispersed in an instant.
Each person was originally allocated three grenades, but there was actually a little extra because some people didn't have time to throw them out. However, after three rounds of bombing, the Jin army was already too far apart.
Throwing any more grenades is nothing more than a waste.
It was better now. Seeing them starting to gather together again, Jin Yiwei, who had a surplus of grenades in his hand, immediately threw them out.
A mere one or two grenades once again destroyed the Jin army's arrogance.
Many people started to scurry around, no longer hesitating and ran away directly.
Some even got off their horses and knelt down, kowtowing to the sky with desperate expressions on their faces.
This is a weapon given by the gods. We can no longer fight...it is absolutely impossible to win!
Wutu had completely collapsed and was still taking the lead in counterattacks. His voice was extremely hoarse: "Kill! Kill! Don't let me escape. Come back to me... Those who surrender will be beheaded! Those who surrender will be beheaded!!"
It's a pity that the volume of this voice is too small and it is difficult to reverse the decline.
Li Yuanzhao also saw the opportunity and shouted: "Put down your weapons. Those who surrender will not be killed! Those who continue to resist will be shot without mercy!"
They don't understand either, and it's useless to yell...
Zhao Lie guarded him, grinning when he heard this, and immediately rushed to a Jin soldier who dismounted and surrendered.
She bent down and pulled him to the open space far away...and then turned back.
Upon seeing this, Jin Jun suddenly realized and understood!
This means not killing those who surrender!
So some people began to continue to surrender, while mumbling words to persuade their teammates...
"Your Majesty! Let's retreat quickly, we can't stay here..." The confidant closest to Utu was still resisting, and finally felt exhausted.
Wu Tu was furious: "Shut up! Our Dajin soldiers will only die in battle, and there will be no deserters."
"That Huangkou boy took the initiative to call me for battle, followed me to kill him, and captured the enemy's leader alive!"
The bodyguards, who numbered less than a thousand people, began to take the initiative to charge. Li Yuanzhao was overjoyed when he saw him charging out from the center.
Lead people to face each other head on.
"Child of the Li family, aren't you going to fight me one-on-one! I'm here!"
"Your Highness, be careful." Zhao Lie couldn't help but remind him.
"Don't be afraid, Wu Tu has no way out. He wants to capture me alive. Oh, there is no point in being ignorant. Let him see what I am capable of. You guys raid the formation!"
Seeing that Li Yuanzhao had really rushed over, Wu Tu raised his knife to the sky with one hand and laughed wildly: "How brave!"
At this moment, Wutu's face was covered with blood, and his crazy expression was like a demon walking out of hell, but Li Yuanzhao was indeed unfazed!
When the two of them were ten steps away from each other, he retracted his sword to the side of his horse and put his hands behind his back!
Two short muskets have already appeared in his hands.
Seeing his action of sheathing the knife, Wu Tu secretly thought something was wrong, but it was too late.
Just listen to two bangs!
The two projectiles penetrated the horse's armor and shot into the horse's pupils steadily and accurately, and two pillars of blood shot out.
The war horse's eyes were filled with severe pain, and he stood up, violently lifting Utu into the air.
It's now!
Li Yuanzhao's eyes flashed, the shouts of death in his ears, and the flow of air seemed to be stagnant at this moment!
Utu is wearing a specially customized armor, and even his entire head has been fully protected. It can be said that the whole body is protected at 360 degrees, and short blunderbuss bullets cannot penetrate it.
However, this protection is not without blind spots!
The inner thighs and crotch still need to be connected with soft fabric, otherwise it will be impossible to ride.
The moment the war horse lifted him up, the middle door of Wutu opened wide, and his buttocks were clearly exposed in front of Li Yuanzhao.
"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"
Wutu's mind went blank. Four blood flowers exploded around the chrysanthemum in mid-air when he fell off his horse.
Wutu fell, red and white seeping out from under his body... A pair of ring eyes that had lost their luster were still filled with deep confusion.
He didn't even get a chance to say his last words.
The guards behind him thought he had just fallen off his horse, and rushed forward in panic to help.
However, Li Yuanzhao was closer and faster!
With a stern look on his face, he threw away both guns, drew out his long knife and rushed to Utu's side immediately. He leaned over and used the knife to open his helmet, and cut off Utu's head with one blow!
Then he used a long knife to lift the head into the air.
A cloud of blood poured down from his pocket, covering Li Yuanzhao's face. He was full of murderous intent, like a demon god descending from the world.
At this moment, the battlefield fell into collective silence.
There was only one person, his face covered with blood, walking on the battlefield with a determined look, holding a sword.
Stepping over Wutu's headless corpse, Li Yuanzhao walked alone and penetrated deep into the Jin army!
Zhao Lie's heart was already clenched, and he quickly led a large force to respond.
Li Yuanzhao is in front, Jin Yiwei is behind...and Jin Jun is watching.
The golden soldiers all looked at the invincible and heroic emperor who they had longed for with fear in their eyes.
Now he is in such a miserable and desolate situation... He can't even find his body.
There was a clang.
The guards who resisted the most fiercely put down their weapons and knelt on the spot with their heads bowed as if they had lost their souls.
It's over, it's all over! Your Majesty is dead, all ambitions and careers are in vain... there is no point in fighting anymore.
Ten people, a hundred people, a thousand people...the golden soldiers were unable to resist and surrendered one after another.
Wherever Li Yuanzhao's piercing gaze could be seen, the surrendered soldiers knelt down one after another.
"Utu is dead! Those who surrender will not be killed!"
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