Xu Kuizhi's palms were full of sweat. He personally held the drumsticks and hammered the big drum behind him. Every time the drumstick hit the drum head, screams and roars could be heard from the front. This time, it seemed that what was being beaten was not a drum, but was shaking his heart. A sentence kept echoing in his heart: "Is it too late? Is it still too late?"
Zhu Biao was controlling the repeating crossbow on the car, while several archers were desperately firing arrows. Several quivers on the car had basically bottomed out. This car was a decoy with a handsome flag. The chariot has also reached the point of being exhausted.
With a "Woo" sound, Zhu Biao fired his last crossbow, and a scream came from the distance. An armored cavalryman who was crossing the chariot in front and trying to run towards here was hit right in front of the door. With one arrow, the crossbow bolt penetrated from the center of his eyebrows. The man didn't even hum. The halberd in his hand fell to the ground. On the chariot next to him, a soldier swung his halberd hard, hitting the center This man's chest, his body was like a scarecrow, knocked off his horse and fell to the ground.
Immediately afterwards, Sansi stabbed the chariot driver who knocked down the cavalry. The roar of anger was accompanied by the fierce wind, and a bloody dust mist rolled up in front. Soon, nothing could be seen. .
Zhu Biao let go of the repeating crossbow in front of him. The last empty crossbow arm was still spinning in vain. The two archers on the side also shot the last arrow in their hands. Everyone's eyes followed the movement of these two arrows. Yu Ling disappeared into the bloody smoke and dust in front of her.
On the chariot, except for the thumping of the war drums, there was silence. Xu Kuizhi hit the last hammer. The fifth war drums had also stopped. He turned to look at his companions in the car. The killing sounds from twenty or thirty steps away are getting closer and closer, more of them are howling and roaring in Xianbei dialect, while the voices in Chinese have become less and less. Everyone knows that the war is going on after hearing the sound. The time is coming.
A smile flashed across Xu Kuizhi's face. He bent down and picked up the big halberd on the ground. This was the weapon he had just used. His eyes swept across everyone's face and he said calmly: " Everyone, Xu is lucky enough to be in the same chariot with everyone. I will remember this life-and-death friendship even in the next life."
Zhu Biao laughed: "Brother Xu, you don't have to be so polite. It's you, a young man from a noble family, who is willing to get on a chariot with us mortals, and even fight harder than us. This makes us convinced, even though we I don’t want you to die here, but I know that advising you to leave now is an insult to you. In this case, let’s fight happily to the end.”
Xu Kuizhi glanced behind him, but the sound of people shouting and neighing could still be heard. He sighed: "Maybe I underestimated the ability of the enemy's armored cavalry. I didn't expect that the two hundred cavalry rushing behind could actually drag them down." We have been going for so long, and until now, we have almost lost all the chariots in front of us, but the enemy cavalry in the rear have not been completely wiped out yet."
Zhu Biao nodded: "The enemy troops who rushed over just now were the enemy's elite cavalry. The enemy general at the head quickly crossed from the side to block our subsequent chariots when they failed to attack us. He was a human being, but , His end is also doomed, Big Stone will definitely destroy this enemy force, and then fight these enemy cavalry in a decisive battle, even if we all die in battle, we can still wear down the spirit of this enemy force!"
Liu Shitong said loudly: "That's right, I just counted that we have eliminated no less than three hundred enemy cavalry. All brothers are good. Moreover, the speed and vigor of the enemy cavalry's attack are no longer what they were before. Their speed is slow." Come down and stop here. As long as the chariots behind us follow up and the chariots on both wings surround us, we can definitely destroy them. Moreover, there are still 300 chariots behind us following up. As long as they all reach the battlefield, let alone These two thousand enemy cavalry, even thousands of other armored cavalry, can all be wiped out!"
Xu Kuizhi nodded vigorously: "Brother Shitong said it well. All our struggles and sacrifices are for the final victory. Only by destroying Nanyan can we protect our family and the peace of our descendants forever. In this battle, we have already We have sacrificed too much, and we damn need this victory, brothers, let us fight this last battle well and kill as many Xianbei dogs as possible before we die!"
More than ten steps away, a figure could be seen. Murong Ping took the lead. He took the lead in rushing out of the smoke with a riding spear whose blade tip was stained with blood. There were two arrow shafts stuck in his shoulders, and the feathers were dyed red with blood. Ling, and the wound on the leg tied with cloth strips has also been dyed red. Both people and horses are breathing heavily, and their beards are full of blood foam. Obviously, this Yan Jun cavalry, who is famous for his bravery, General, after being intercepted and fought by more than a dozen tanks, he was also scarred.
But Murong Ping's red eyes were looking directly at Xu Kuizhi's chariot. The twelve warriors in the chariot, including the charioteer in front, were all blocking the long halberds. Standing on the chariot, the blue handsome The flag was placed next to the big drum at the rear of the car. Everyone stood in front of Xu Kuizhi and glared at Murong Ping.
Murong Ping licked his lips, looked at Xu Kuizhi, and said, "Is that enemy general Zhu Lingshi, the general of the Jin army?"
Xu Kuizhi instinctively wanted to deny it out loud, but suddenly he rolled his eyes and laughed loudly: "This commander is Zhu Lingshi, the general of Polu. Whoever is coming, tell me his name. I will not kill unknown people under my command!"
One after another, the armored cavalry galloped from behind Murong Ping. They were all covered in blood, and they didn't know whether it was their own or the Jin army's. Under the neck of someone's horse, there were several bloody Jin army heads tied, and each one was covered in blood. With eyes wide open in anger, Murong Ping curled up his lips, looked at Xu Kuizhi, and sneered: "I heard that you are Liu Yu's apprentice, how come you are so stubborn even when you are about to die? You don't really think that you can do it this time Survive!"
Xu Kuizhi laughed loudly and said: "It depends on whether you have this ability. Now I am here, with a chariot and thirteen strong men. If you have the courage, come up and take my head."
Behind Murong Ping, a bald man yelled: "You don't know whether to live or die, watch me take your dog's head!"
He swung the big ax in his hand and was about to rush out. Murong Ping frowned and stretched out his hand: "Hesha'er, don't worry."
Hesha'er was stunned for a moment and said in surprise: "Brother Ping, this is the last chariot left. What else does he have to do? I'll go up and kill him to avenge the brothers who died in the battle!"
Murong Ping shook his head: "Something seems to be wrong. The enemy troops in front are fighting desperately. It seems that they are trying to get this guy to escape, but he is here and refuses to leave. Is there any backup plan? "
