The fighting was fierce all around the battlefield.
The soldiers of the Tang Army were determined to die, and when fighting with the enemy, they often used the same death move. They swept across with one sword, never caring about the back or the enemy's counterattack.
The Li family members were also fighting hard, and the melee became more and more chaotic. Feng Su and several members of the family searched for Li Qinzai in the crowd several times, but Li Qinzai did not know where he was, or even whether he was alive or dead.
Feng Su became more and more anxious as he fought, his eyes kept red, and he shouted loudly every moment.
"Where is the Fifth Young Master? Where is the Fifth Young Master?"
He is the leader of the army, and his first duty is to protect Li Qinzai. The Li family must die before Li Qinzai, otherwise he will be derelict in his duty.
The Fifth Young Master is also fighting in a bloody battle at this moment. He is just an ordinary soldier now.
The record is good. Li Qinzai has killed two enemy soldiers. Of course, it is difficult for him to kill the enemy by himself. The main reason is that Zheng Sanlang cooperates well with him.
The enemy struck with a knife, Zheng Sanlang helped Li Qinzai block it, and Li Qinzai took the opportunity to stab him out.
With this kind of cooperation, Li Qinzai actually allowed Li Qinzai to kill two people with his own hands.
Since we are already in a desperate situation, we don't have to worry about the consequences. Every extra person we can kill will be earned with blood.
With Zheng Sanlang's cooperation, all the enemies in the vicinity of Li Qinzai were killed.
Squinting at Liu Renyuan not far away, he saw that he was surrounded by enemies.
Liu Renyuan had been injured by an arrow in his arm. At this time, he could only raise one arm when fighting with the enemy, which looked very difficult.
Li Qinzai immediately said: "Zheng Sanlang, fight a bloody road with me and meet Liu Renyuan!"
Zheng Sanlang responded, holding Mo Dao in one hand and picking up the handsome flag on the ground with the other hand.
Li Qinzai glanced at him and was suddenly shocked and angry.
"How long has it been and you still miss this broken flag? Is it the wife you married?"
Zheng Sanlang said with a naive smile: "Boss Feng said..."
"I don't care what nonsense Feng Su said, you have to listen to me and throw away this broken flag!"
Zheng Sanlang scratched his neck: "No! The flag is as long as the people are there, I won't throw it away!"
"What the hell..." Li Qinzai gritted his teeth, completely convinced by this idiot.
"Okay, let's just fight to the death today. If we are still alive, just wait, I will hang you on the flagpole and beat you to death!"
Zheng Sanlang smiled nonchalantly, holding the handsome flag in one hand and holding the Mo Dao in the other. He roared and swept the Mo Dao in his hand. The two enemies in front were suddenly gutted and killed on the spot.
Relying on Zheng Sanlang's brutal fighting style, the two of them fought their way through the rebellious army. Gradually approached Liu Renyuan.
It has to be said that Zheng Sanlang's force value is indeed very high. Even if he holds a flag in one hand and a sword in the other, he can easily kill people in the crowd.
Wherever he passed, within the radius drawn by Mo Dao, everything was basically wiped out, leaving no one who could stand up to Yihe's enemy.
Li Qinzai followed Zheng Sanlang and easily crossed the battlefield without even using a knife.
At this time, I couldn't help but feel more and more fortunate. It was really wise to try every means to bring Zheng Sanlang under his command in Dengzhou and he made a lot of money.
However, Zheng Sanlang's performance on the battlefield became more and more outstanding, and finally attracted the attention of the enemy.
How could the enemy let such a tiger general go? As Zheng Sanlang killed more and more enemies, more and more enemies surrounded him.
Zheng Sanlang was fearless, wielding the Mo Dao with one hand and still killing the enemy.
Li Qinzai followed him and couldn't help but remind him: "Be careful, don't let the enemy..."
Before he finished speaking, Zheng Sanlang turned around and grinned: "What are you afraid of? They are all trash..."
A sharp arrow suddenly shot from the front line. Zheng Sanlang shuddered and was hit by an arrow in the back.
Li Qinzai was shocked, stepped forward and pulled him back.
Zheng Sanlang frowned, with a somewhat painful look on his face. No matter how strong he was, he would still feel pain. How could he not feel pain with an arrow stuck in his back.
Gritting his teeth, Zheng Sanlang was finally aroused, and shouted with angrily eyes: "Which bastard shoots cold arrows? Do you dare to come out and challenge me face to face?"
As soon as he finished speaking, another cold arrow shot from the dark place from an unknown direction.
The arrow hit Zheng Sanlang in the neck.
Zheng Sanlang was shocked, threw away the Mo Dao in his hand, raised his hand numbly, and touched the arrow stuck in his neck. His facial features were distorted, and a fierce light suddenly flashed in his eyes. He pulled the arrow out of his neck with force. Throw it on the ground.
The blood on his neck suddenly gushes out like a fountain. Zheng Sanlang's face turned pale and his lips pursed.
"Shameful...bastard!"
The body began to shake, and finally, Zheng Sanlang knelt on the ground with one knee, holding the flagpole of the handsome flag tightly in his hand.
The flagpole clung to the ground, supporting his burly but weak body.
Li Qinzai was shocked and rushed forward to support his shaky body.
"You idiot, you're obvious everywhere!" Tears welled up in Li Qinzai's eyes. Seeing Zheng Sanlang's consciousness getting blurry, he raised his hand and slapped him, and then covered the wound on his neck with all his strength.
"You damn, you damn... stay alive for me!" Li Qinzai said with a trembling voice.
However, the blood on his neck still couldn't stop flowing out, gurgling like spring water.
Zheng Sanlang's originally dark face became paler and paler, even his lips lost their color, and he was shaking as he held the flagpole in his hand.
A bloody hand suddenly grabbed Li Qinzai's arm. Zheng Sanlang tried his best to hand the flagpole of the handsome flag into his hand.
"Boss Feng said that as long as the people are there and the flag is there... the flag cannot fall."
With a raised corner of his mouth, Zheng Sanlang said weakly: "...It's so cold."
After saying that, his huge body fell heavily and died.
Li Qinzai knelt on one knee in front of him, with no tears left in his eyes.
The handsome flag in his hand was still fluttering in the wind, like a light in the dark night among the chaos.
The big "Li" character embroidered on the flag has long been stained with blood, but it still wavers stubbornly.
After gently stroking Zheng Sanlang's increasingly cold face, Li Qinzai silently clenched the Hengdao with both hands.
"kill--!"
With the sword swept out, Li Qinzai stood up, his eyes were red, and he slashed left and right like a madman.
On the battlefield at this time, the Tang army had been nearly wiped out, and only about a hundred people were still fighting tenaciously.
Feng Su led two troops to leap forward in the chaos, and after a quick glance, he finally saw the handsome flag.
Under the handsome banner, Li Qinzai has disheveled hair and looks like a madman.
Feng Su was overjoyed and hurriedly led his troops to rescue him.
The rumble of horse hooves came from the front line again. Li Qinzai was unaware of it, but Feng Suhe Buqu saw it and couldn't help but become anxious when he saw it.
"Fifth Young Master, quickly avoid——"
Li Qinzai was already going crazy. His ears were buzzing and his mind was blank. Feng Su's voice was nowhere to be heard.
Just as he knocked over an enemy with force, he suddenly felt pain in his back. Then he flew up in the air and fell heavily to the ground. His throat felt sweet and he opened his mouth to spit out a mouthful of blood. Li Qinzai completely fainted.
The two enemies stepped forward with swords in their hands, grinning ferociously.
The knife in his hand had just reached towards Li Qinzai's neck, and he suddenly stopped when the blade was half a foot away from his neck.
A sharp arrow pierced the enemy's eye accurately and accurately. The enemy threw the knife away in pain and fell to the ground screaming.
Another enemy looked around in shock, only to see an army appear inexplicably in the forest on the edge of the battlefield.
This army was dusty, and many of them were still leaning on tree trunks and breathing heavily. It was obvious that they had marched all the way. Looking at their clothes, they were actually dressed as Tang soldiers.
The first general was holding a strong bow and shot another arrow, killing the living enemy in front of Li Qinzai.
Slowly putting down his bow and arrow, the general began to breathe heavily and murmured: "We finally arrived... I'm exhausted!"
Wiping the sweat from his forehead, the general turned his head and shouted: "The whole army is listening to the order, and the three-eyed guns are ready. Each one aims to kill the enemy and save the brothers Paoze."
Thousands of soldiers of the Tang Army emerged from the mountains and forests, each holding a three-eyed gun. As soon as the military order was given, countless three-eyed guns immediately emitted banging shots, and the enemy troops who had the advantage on the battlefield suddenly fell to pieces.
There was a bloody fight on the battlefield, and the Tang Army soldiers who were making a last stand like trapped animals were stunned for a moment. When they heard the familiar gunshots and the dense Tang Army robes emerging from the mountain forest, the remaining Tang Army soldiers immediately realized , reinforcements are finally here!
The soldiers felt exhausted for a while, but they still gritted their teeth and persisted. Under Liu Renyuan's order, the remaining soldiers retreated slowly, and finally shrank into a circular formation for defense.
In the mountains and forests, reinforcements from the Tang Army sprung up like bamboo shoots after a rain. They slowly approached the battlefield with three-eyed muskets raised, firing a shot at every step. The enemy retreated in panic.
Liu Renyuan, who was outside the circle, couldn't stop crying and hissed: "You...are finally here!"
(End of chapter)
