Today's battlefield situation is becoming increasingly unfavorable for the Qin army and Sima Cuo. The battle on the left has become silent, and the entire army must have been wiped out. It's a miracle that it can persist for so long while being surrounded by divisions.
The end of the battle on the left also means that the hundreds of Zhao troops on the left have freed their hands. The good news is: this Zhao army did not return to support the Chinese army, but went straight to the middle; the bad news is: the only dozens of people left in the middle were soon surrounded again, and the division was in progress. I'm afraid it's only a matter of time before the entire army is wiped out.
Sima Cuo knew very well that once the middle line fell again, Zhao Jun would press the entire army, and he and the few remaining soldiers under his command would have no chance.
"Attack thirty more steps!" Sima Cuo gritted his teeth and said these five words.
No one around him answered.
It's not that they don't want to agree, it's just that all the Qin soldiers want to use their last strength in the battle.
The clash of swords is already the best promise. The warriors under his command have used their actions and even their lives to silently fulfill Sima Cuo's orders.
But what kind of thirty steps is that! The cold blades have covered the entire road, and Zhao's war horses are passing through it, with a ripple on their ferocious faces, as if to say: "Come and die, Qin dogs!"
You have to give it up even if you die! Even if he uses his own bones, he still has to pave thirty steps for General Sima!
The warriors of the Qin Army fell into a state of madness one by one. They no longer exchanged injuries for injuries, but even exchanged lives for injuries and lives. The bold ones even threw out their long swords directly, and then walked away from them. The war horse jumped up and ran straight towards Zhao Jun in front of him. Even though he was stopped by the long knife, fell under the war horse and was seriously injured, he still refused to let go. He took out the dagger in his arms and began to cut the horse's legs.
Although it was inevitable to be nailed to the ground by Zhao Jun's sword or trampled by war horses, let alone let him cut off the legs of several war horses, causing several Zhao Jun men to fall off their horses.
When the surrounding Qin troops saw this, they imitated one after another, and some even directly held their long swords and greeted the horses' legs. However, he obviously forgot that the Zhao Jun cavalry on the horses were not stupid, and they were not selfless. With a shocking swoop, you disrupted the rhythm of Zhao Jun's cavalry, and you couldn't easily cut the horse's leg.
Immediately, with a slight pick, the Qin Army warrior who had just leaned down was forced to turn around. Then, the long knife was pushed forward and then sharply drawn. The Qin Army warrior who had failed to steal the chicken immediately had an extra one on his body. There was a hole, and blood flowed out from the wound. Because of the stolen chicken, the Qin army's warriors did not even have time to hug the weapon sent by Zhao Jun.
Under the pain, the soldiers of the Qin Army finally discovered that cutting off the horse's legs was not the key, but that vigorous pounce was the key to the sneak attack!
There was no hesitation immediately. Dragging his seriously injured body, the Qin Army warriors still wanted to pounce forward. He supported the horse's neck with both hands, and quickly retracted his feet. Then his feet suddenly exerted force, stepped on the horse's back, opened his arms, and rushed towards Zhao Jun who had just withdrawn his sword.
Unfortunately, the still bleeding wound greatly hindered his ability to exert force. Under the pain, even though he thought about going faster, faster, and faster, he was actually more than a beat slower.
Naturally, his actions were clearly seen by the Zhao Jun in front of him. Without the sudden attack, the result is self-evident!
Just when the Qin army's warrior jumped up from his horse to the highest point and was about to fall, three long knives had risen at the same time, aiming directly at the warrior's chest.
The sharp man, whose body was in mid-air, could not change the path of his fall at all. He could only watch helplessly as the long knife broke through the armor, penetrated the flesh, and passed through the bones.
Blood dripped from the four holes, or slowly dripped along the long knife, or fell directly into the soil!
Immediately, Zhao's soldiers all drew their swords, and the lifeless bodies of the Qin soldiers hit the ground heavily, splashing up bursts of dust.
A precious warrior of the Qin army died before he achieved his merits. How sad and painful!
Fortunately, the comrades around him did not make the mistake of "eager for quick success" again. One or two of them disrupted Zhao Jun's sight before chopping the horse's legs or fighting.
in each other's silence
With the cooperation, the Qin army finally advanced thirty steps away, but every step they took was stepping on the corpses and blood of their comrades. Almost every three steps there is a corpse of a Qin army soldier.
Thirty steps later, there were already very few sharp warriors around Sima Cuo.
Listening carefully, it seems that the battle in the middle is coming to an end, and there is not much time left for Sima Cuo.
Now that the warriors have fought hard, it's their turn!
Two hundred and seventy steps later, even Sima Cuo was still not sure. It would take at least twenty steps before Sima Cuo could have that 10% certainty. That's right, if Sima Cuo wanted to, he could only use a bow and arrow as a last ditch effort!
But for these twenty steps, it seemed that I could only get out on my own.
Sima Cuo did not hesitate, put the bow and arrow on his back, changed the long sword to his left hand, and with his right hand pulled out a Zhao Jun's standard long sword from the body of his warrior, and clamped his feet heavily towards the horse's belly. Run wildly.
One person and one horse are running towards the final destination!
Seeing this, the scarred warriors around him shook off the Zhao army at the cost of being seriously injured again. They used their last strength to pounce in the direction of Sima Cuo, and used their last lives to successfully hold back the enemy who came to stop him. Zhao Jun, although it was only a short moment.
However, for this short moment, they could no longer follow their general and gallop to their heart's content.
Under Zhao Jun's long sword, a big head jumped up high, and a picturesque scene of woods, white clouds, and blue sky suddenly passed in front of the sharp man's eyes - what a beautiful scenery, what a wonderful scene. Country!
"boom....."
The head hit the ground hard, causing a splash of mud!
"Drive!" The Zhao soldiers who retracted their swords showed no nostalgia at all. They didn't even bother to look at the unclosed eyes on the ground. They hurriedly moved their horses and chased forward.
"when......"
Sima Cuo blocked another blow from Zhao Pawn with his long sword, and then swung the long sword in his right hand forward. Zhao Pawn, who was still wrestling with him, was caught off guard and was cut off his horse by the long sword.
Sima Cuo was also able to take two steps closer.
It can only be said that Sima Cuo's reaction was quick, but Zhao Jun's blockade was more tenacious.
Just after he was able to pass two steps, a Zhao soldier immediately attacked Sima Cuo from the right.
Sima Cuo, who was watching six directions, immediately swung the long sword in his right hand to nip Zhao Zu's attack in the cradle. The huge power was instantly transmitted to Zhao Zu's hand. Even with the support of the stirrup, he almost fell off the horse. .....
