The other side is going to attack!
Gao Lan watched the thieves on the opposite side begin to line up, and he was even more serious about the group of thieves in front of him. The opponent's numbers were obviously at a disadvantage. At this time, instead of escaping, they wanted to attack. Why? Is it just because they are holding makeshift sticks made of tree branches?
Gao Lan really couldn't understand.
"Wei!"
The order sounded.
"Power! Power! Power!"
The sound of Yinghe shook the sky, eclipsed by the roar of Juma Shui.
Gao Lan looked at the group of thieves pressing forward, and couldn't help but look left and right. The servants around him all had fear in their eyes.
If it doesn’t work, if this continues, this battle will be lost!
"Raise your gun and prepare to meet the enemy. Those who retreat, kill! If you are afraid of the enemy, kill!" A roar came from Gao Lan's hoarse voice. At this time, he could only use two words of "kill" that made the servants even more frightened. Stopped the servants from attacking the team in front of them...
The setting sun hangs on the top of the mountain. In the summer evening, there is no cool breeze, and the heat is suffocating. The frog felt the murderous intent and stopped chirping. Birds and insects smelled the smell of blood and fluttered their wings away. Juma Shui seemed to temporarily calm down its roar in order to be able to drink the hot blood for a while. Only the heavy footsteps and rough sounds were left at the bridge. A sharp gasp.
The human wall finally hit another human wall.
"kill!"
Yu Zhong roared and swung the iron stick high.
"Kill! Kill! Kill!"
The ant soldiers screamed, and rows of spears stabbed out.
Cries of death, screams, wails and the clash of weapons became the main theme at the bridge.
Blood splattered everywhere, reflected in the brilliant sunset. No trace of blood could be seen. Instead, it was coated with various colors, making it appear sacred and solemn. However, accompanying these drops of solemnity was the howling sound of a living life. slowly melting away.
A life-and-death fight with no retreat.
After undergoing the holy and glorious baptism of blood, the soldiers on both sides temporarily forgot about fear and timidity, and just wanted to send the weapons in their hands into the opponent's body before the opponent.
The leather armor was shattered by the thrust of the spear, along with the broken leather armor and the enemy's body.
The two parties strangled each other amidst the shouts of killing. There was me among you, and you among me. Gradually, rows of guns gained the upper hand under the constant shouts and commands of the team commanders and commanders. Protruding among the mess of guns and sticks...
As the number of companions around him decreased amidst the miserable howls, fear once again struck his heart. The forest of guns was advancing, but the guns and sticks were gradually retreating.
"Press forward and kill!"
Yu Zhong roared with all his strength and commanded his team to fight forward desperately. At this moment, he only knew that the task assigned to him by his elder brother must be completed. He only knew that the enemy in front of him must be killed. He also knew that his target was the enemy. The stocky young man in the group was riding a war horse and flying with a spear.
The sticks met the spears, and the iron spears intertwined with the simple knives.
"Lao Chuang, Northwest!"
Zhang Sheng knocked down a servant, took the time to look up, and saw his northwest Gao Lan riding on a war horse. He stabbed with a long spear, and his flesh and blood flew. His eyes were split open in an instant, and he yelled to protect Zhou Chuang who had strayed in front of him. .
A little more than a mile away from the head of the Jumushui Bridge, the two parties were strangled together. The battle of nearly two thousand people was chaotic. The two hundred ant thieves were gradually surrounded by Guangchang's servants. At the heart of the battle, blood splattered, spears danced, and screams continued. The servants continued to scream and fell to the ground. The battle group was gradually moved toward the northwest under the thrust of an iron stick and several spears. Wherever the battle circle passed, there were corpses along the way.
"Dang..." There was a loud noise.
The iron wooden stick finally intersected with an iron gun. The iron gun swung back and the iron wooden stick sank.
Gao Lan looked at the thieves in front of him with numb arms. He didn't expect that among the thieves there were such brute strength people. He hadn't encountered an opponent for a long time since he realized that he was accomplished in martial arts. Yu Zhong's strike successfully aroused His murderous intention cannot be retained, this thief must not be retained. Shaking his numb arm, his iron spear straightened up again, stabbing, picking, splitting, and stabbing. The iron spear was like an arm in his hand.
Trade injury for injury, fight for life!
Gao Lan, who was not willing to give up his life, was evenly matched with Yu Zhong for a while.
"Lao Chuang, support Ah Zhong!"
Zhang Sheng, who was always paying attention to the battle situation, had already judged the battlefield situation clearly and hurriedly ordered Zhou Chuang that the only way to end this battle quickly was to capture Gao Lan.
Zhang Sheng shouted with a loud voice, kept holding the spear in his hand, and knocked over a servant in front of him with a thrust. He took a step forward and took a step closer to Yu Zhong.
Cries of death, the clash of weapons, and screams filled our ears.
"kill!"
Hearing Zhang Sheng's shout, Zhou Chuang roared, knocked over a servant with one shot, and joined the battle group.
"Kill! Kill! Kill!" Yang Mazi and others who followed closely echoed, tightly guarding Zhang Sheng in the middle, and rushed forward to kill.
Gao Lan stabbed with his spear continuously. Every time, when he thought he could kill the thief with the long knife, the pesky ironwood root would catch up in time, smash or sweep at him, forcing him to change his tactics to deal with it, and that Ironwood Gen completely disregarded his safety at this time and risked his life to fight, posing a slight threat to himself. "Dang..." There was another sound of weapons clashing. Tiemugen knocked the iron spear away, and the ironwood stick that was supposed to attack him was already exhausted.
good chance!
"Ah……"
Gao Lan's heart moved, and he let out a deep voice. With the help of the rebound, the iron gun in his hand turned back and forth. Seeing the belated iron stick sweep towards his ribs, Gao Lan slightly deflected his body and did not block it. He wanted to take advantage of this seemingly light sweeping force and capture this desperate mad thief.
The iron spear stabbed forward, and the iron wooden stick continued to sweep forward unabated. Gao Lan saw a hint of determination in the blood-red eyes of this desperate lunatic.
No matter what, if you are fulfilled, you can still be considered a man. If you die on the battlefield, you will not lose your reputation. Thinking of this, Gao Lan's arms suddenly increased in strength, the iron spear thrust forward faster, and his chest and spear were approaching rapidly.
"Bah..."
The ribs were struck by the tail of the stick, and there was a sharp pain. The iron gun showed a slight sluggishness at this time.
"when……"
There was a crisp sound. The moment Gao Lan's iron spear hit his chest and abdomen, he was knocked aside by a sweeping spear. Where the tip of the spear passed, a few drops of blood rose up. He only felt that the force of the knock made him angry. He was numb and lost all sense, the tiger's mouth was numb, and the iron gun lost its control, as if it was about to escape.
It’s over!
Only at this moment did Gao Lan realize that there was more than one powerful enemy. He had been fighting with that madman just now. He had completely ignored the battle situation, and someone was bullying him without realizing it. Relying on the desire to survive, Gao Lan clenched the barrel of the gun tightly to prevent the iron gun from letting go. Turning his head and looking back, he saw a strong man with a dark face and a ferocious scar. At some point, he was already in front of him. The spear that had just missed his iron spear had been raised one step ahead of him.
Instinctively, Gao Lan once again used the recovered iron spear to counterattack, but unfortunately, it was too late. When the two spears intersected, "Boom...shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" Gao Lan heard the force of the war horse under him. After a heavy blow, there was a scream, and immediately after, he only felt that his body was empty, and his body fell heavily downwards.
Kill him while he's sick!
"Gao Lan is dead, and those who surrender will not be killed!"
Zhang Sheng, who broke through the enemy siege and rushed to the battle group, saw Gao Lan fell from his horse under the joint attack of Yu Zhong and Zhou Chuang. He roared and thrust his gun straight at Gao Lan who was falling into the dust...
