The man's mouth was wide enough to fit a whole leg of lamb. Now, the smile on his face disappeared, but it was definitely not caused by the pain when his right leg was cut off.
Yu Changqing's right arm also fell, but when he was hit by the flying scimitar on his right shoulder, or in other words, he responded the moment Bierhan made the move, the battle ax in his hand flew out instantly, and even He predicted that Bie Erhan would dodge with a full spin on the horse, or in other words, Bie Erhan's movements were too fast, and the full spin of throwing the knife was completed almost at the same time, allowing Yu Changqing to respond in a targeted manner. After all, in less than 10 seconds, At a distance of five steps, for an elite of this level, one shot would determine their fate.
Yu Changqing's right arm was also cut off by a knife, and it fell directly, with blood flying out. An ordinary person would have fainted from the pain, but there was a smile on his face, and his left hand even came out of the saddle on one side. A dagger was drawn.
There was a feeling of spinning around. Bierhan's rollover did not have the effect of hiding in the stirrups. He fell directly to the ground. There were stars in front of his eyes. There was a feeling of nothingness in his right leg, followed by a heartbreaking pain. , all his orifices were bleeding. If he fell while running at high speed, even an intact person would be fatally injured, let alone have his legs broken in the air.
Bielhan's eyes began to blur. That was because his pupils were dilating. He felt as if his soul was leaving his body, and the faces of his relatives who had passed away appeared in front of his eyes. His father, his mother , his uncle, his friends, and finally his son Belgula. Everyone looked at him and stretched out their hands. Perhaps this was to guide his soul back to the place where his ancestors lived. Bar.
There was even a smile on Bierhan's face. He had thought about his ending countless times. As a warrior, according to tribal customs, suffering from old age and illness, dying on the couch as a shame, dying on the battlefield and being shrouded in horse leather. Feeling proud, he looked at Belgula in front of him, his throat moved, as if he wanted to say: "Son, Ada will come now..."
Before he finished speaking, the fantasy in front of him was severely shattered. A man was covered in blood, and his right arm was broken at the shoulder level, but there was no bandage. You could even see the flesh and blood were blurred, and the broken bones and blood vessels and fascia were all broken. The clearly visible warrior, holding a gleaming dagger in his left hand, stood in front of him, blocking the sun in the sky. This made his bloody appearance closer to the Shura of the underworld, what a fierce spirit!
The other man came to his senses and murmured: "Are you Yu Changqing? Are you here to kill me?"
Yu Changqing gritted his teeth and nodded: "Bie Han, didn't you want to kill me? Why did you hide for a while? Originally, you could have died with me!"
Bierhan closed his eyes and sighed: "You are more courageous than me. I, I have nothing to say. It is my honor to die in the hands of a warrior. If it is convenient, give me a good time!"
Yu Changqing gritted his teeth: "You killed my eldest nephew and made me embarrassed to see my eldest brother after death. I have to kill you, but you are indeed a good man. If, if it were normal times, I would keep you alive. Corpse, but now I need your head to fight for victory later. Bierhan, I will remember your name. I will have a chance in the next life. I hope, I hope we will no longer be enemies!"
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As he spoke, he put his left hand on his right chest and bowed with difficulty. This was the last salute between warriors. The other man nodded and stretched his head upwards with difficulty, exposing his entire neck. , Yu Changqing took off his scarf and armor, held a dagger in his left hand, and skillfully and quickly cut him. This is something he has done at least dozens of times in the decades since he has been in the army. He has been promoted to today's position. It depends on the number of beheadings on this battlefield, and this time, he knows very well that it must be the last time for him who has lost his right arm.
There was a spurt of blood, and Yu Changqing's first cut cut Bierhan's Adam's apple, which killed him immediately, without the pain that followed. Then with a quick and powerful movement, his entire head was cut from Bierhan's Adam's apple. Yu Changqing's tears fell one drop at a time, his lips were trembling, and he murmured: "Youzhi, all the brothers who died in the battle and the heads of the enemy generals, I, Yu Changqing, will help you." Take it off and you can finally rest in peace!"
His emotions suddenly reached the peak. He knocked off the other man's helmet, grabbed the braided hair on his head, jumped up from the ground, held his head high in his left hand, and shouted at the top of his lungs: "Enemy The head of General Bierhan has been taken off by me, Yu Changqing, brothers of the Suwei cavalry, cheer!"
On the entire battlefield, only about twenty cavalry were still fighting. The others were either dead or injured. Even the injured were unable to get up to fight. The five or six remaining armored cavalry roared with grief and anger. On the opposite side, the more than ten infantry cavalrymen of the Suwei cavalry cheered in unison, followed by a burst of fighting mixed with angry curses. The last five or six armored cavalrymen all fell off their horses and died in the battle, leaving only a few. The ten-man Suwei cavalry looked up to the sky and roared, celebrating this tragic victory where they almost died together.
The two crossbowmen who had just fled ran back to Geng Changqing, with bloody weapons in their hands. After experiencing the initial panic and escape, moved by Yu Changqing's desperate counterattack, these had already The people who escaped plucked up their courage and picked up weapons and came back to fight. This was also the key reason for the final victory. It was the addition of these ten or eight warriors that gave the Suwei cavalry the last laugh.
The yellow-faced boy on the left, named Li Yongsheng, looked ashamed, lowered his head and said: "Uncle Changqing, we are weaklings, Xiong Bao, please deal with us with military law."
Yu Changqing shook his head: "When I first joined the army, I also suffered from bears and escaped. You, if you are willing to come back and fight, it is good, good. I, I didn't see anything else."
The other short man with a dark face on the right was named Zhang Yiwei. He tore off his shirt and said, "Uncle Changqing, stop the bleeding first, otherwise you will die!"
Yu Changqing pushed Zhang Yiwei away suddenly, his eyebrows tensed: "There is no time for this. Everyone, listen to my general order and evacuate towards the side shield wall immediately. No turning back or staying. This is my last decision." If you violate the general order, you two will enforce the law on the spot!"
Li Yongsheng immediately fell to his knees: "Uncle Changqing, what do you mean by this? Are you trying to drive us away?"
Yu Changqing closed his eyes and shouted: "Hurry up, the enemy cavalry is coming, don't you want to live?!"
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