"Change!"
Following Li Er's order, the group formed into a group of three, leaving Li Er alone.
There are three groups of people, each group is in a sagittal shape.
Qian Duo and two other strong village commanders formed the tip of the arrow and withstood the most violent blows.
The two people behind were waiting for an opportunity to make a sneak attack, and once the person in front couldn't hold it anymore, the three would immediately take turns.
Whenever the Baijie soldiers tried to cross the formation and continue to attack a person who was almost knocked down before, they would be flanked by the rear flank of another group of people nearby.
Li Er, who is free, is like a wolf hanging on prey, wandering outside the battle group. Once someone shows a flaw, he will pounce on him ferociously.
The white soldiers fought so hard...
It was true that they underestimated the enemy at the beginning, and since it was not a formal fight, some of them even came with the idea of making the Crown Prince happy.
Unexpectedly, the opponents took the wrong medicine, and each of them seemed to have a grudge against himself for killing his father, and they risked their lives when they came up.
Although the white soldiers who suffered a heavy loss showed their true skills, they were at a disadvantage in terms of numbers and coordination.
They were so angry that their faces were red and their necks were thick, and they were cursing in their hearts, but there was nothing they could do.
But there are also difficulties for those who have more money. These white soldiers are as strong as cattle, and their fists and kicks are better than those of them.
It's not an option to keep going like this.
No matter what, you have to defeat one more to have any hope of winning!
Thinking of this, he yelled: "Hu Li!"
Then he was hit hard on his left eye. His eye socket was bleeding and stars were shining in his eyes. He punched the opponent on the head with all his strength.
Just like the move he used to attack Hu Li with his wooden spear during the selection.
Hu Li is a man with brains, second only to the military prince Li Er. This is the opinion of almost all of them.
Qian Duo believed that Hu Li would understand.
The white soldier easily blocked Qian Duo's blow with almost all his strength with both hands. At the same time, the door was wide open in the middle, but this flaw only lasted for a breath, so he could defend with both hands.
It's a pity that a foot kicked over at this moment!
Just like the last move that Hu Li wanted to use that day but failed to use in the end.
boom!
Hu Li's heel kicked heavily on the white soldier's heart, under the xiphoid process of his sternum, or more directly, on his stomach.
"vomit……"
The physiological reflex could not be counteracted by willpower at all, and the white soldier immediately covered the injured area and retched.
How can you let go of this opportunity if you have too much money?
He didn't care that the blood in his left eye made his vision red, and he immediately rushed over and locked the opponent's neck with his elbow.
"Hey!!" Veins popped out on his forehead, his eyes were bared angrily, and he tried his best to noose the opponent's neck.
The surrounding white soldiers saw this and immediately rushed over, fighting with fists and kicks.
Qian Duo received a heavy punch on the head and a kick on the back of the heart. He was unsteady and fell to the ground, but he gritted his teeth and refused to let go.
Teammates stopped the pursuing opponent at this time.
Qian Duo only felt that the hand holding his arm became weaker and weaker. Finally, the white soldier in his hand fainted due to lack of oxygen.
Qian Duo smiled, but his eyesight turned black. He lay on the white soldier, and he didn't know anything after that...
Hu Li, who had made great achievements, was being lifted up by another opponent by his ankles and clothes on his chest. He struggled hard but was like a caught fish, in vain.
With a bang, he was thrown to the ground hard. His chest and side face were in burning pain, and his whole body was numb.
He wanted to stand up, but he couldn't use the strength. He could only struggle and look at the white soldier who had fallen and was about to make up for it again.
But Hu Li suddenly laughed, and the opponent laughed inexplicably.
The next moment, a high whip hit the white soldier's neck accurately. He rolled his eyes and fell down.
It was Li Er who appeared behind him.
Li Er has a gentle face, not even like a soldier.
But at this time, his eyes were full of ferocity, and the blood flowing from the corner of his mouth was like a wounded and mad lone wolf, eager to choose others and devour them.
This was already the third white soldier he had knocked down in a sneak attack, and his record was impressive.
It was just because Liu Chan had taught him that there was a thing called an artery on his neck, and it was possible to knock someone out with a strong blow.
If it is punctured, the opponent will die.
Li Er kept it in mind and tried it repeatedly.
While one of your own is entangled with the other party, wait for an opportunity to make a sneak attack.
Three other enemy white soldiers fell to the hands of others on their own side.
At this point, only two of the famous ten elite Baijie people are left!
But... Li Er looked around the field.
He can still stand up, but he is the only one left.
"Hiss...huh." He exhaled the turbid air in his chest and made a fist fight without fear.
This was taught by Liu Chan and passed down from Zhang Sanye’s boxing routine.
It has no name, but it is very practical. It was summed up by Zhang Sanye who has been fighting and killing people all year round.
The faces and arms of the two white soldiers were also decorated.
There was no trace of disdain on their expressions now.
These are respectable opponents. Even if they suffer the disadvantage of underestimating the enemy, they are still doing well to be able to fight like this with the elite soldiers of Baijie.
However, we can't really let them win!
The two white soldiers attacked Li Er from the left and right at the same time. Li Er blocked from the left and right without any panic.
As one of the first batch of soldiers who followed Liu Chan, his not-so-big body had already been transformed through years of hard training and high-standard nutrition, and he hid extraordinary strength.
Among these ten people, he was the only one who could win a single battle.
But after all, it was difficult for two fists to defeat four hands. At this time, he could only parry and had no power to fight back.
This is no longer a competition of skills, but a one-sided beating...
Li Er carefully protected his head and neck to prevent himself from being knocked unconscious. The pain gradually weakened, and his two arms were almost unconscious from the beating.
But he still didn't attack rashly, he just kept moving his feet to avoid being attacked from the front and back.
He was patiently waiting for the opportunity to counterattack that might never come, and he was terrifyingly calm.
"Junhou! Come on!!"
He waited.
Hu Li, who had been lying on the ground as if he had been thrown to pieces, had actually been secretly recovering his body.
At this time, Li Er and others happened to pass by him. Hu Li used his last strength to hug the calf of a white soldier.
The opponent lost his balance instantly. How could Li Er let go of this opportunity?
He stepped forward and made an oblique thrust, using his position to block the other person's attack angle, and hit the opponent's falling chin with an elbow!
With a heart-wrenching sound of teeth clashing, the man fell to the ground.
However, the moment the opponent lost his balance, he kicked Hu Li in the chest, causing him to completely lose his fighting ability.
"ah--!"
The last white soldier roared over and punched Li Er, who had not yet adjusted his posture.
He never expected that the other party could push him to this point.
Li Er felt that his arms no longer looked like his own, but fortunately, he could still move.
With the hope of victory right in front of him, he did not hesitate to fight his final opponent.
After a fierce battle, both of them were almost at the end of their strength.
His fists and feet gradually lost their original strength, and all his postures and moves were deformed.
From warriors fighting, to rough guys fighting, now they are fighting together like drunkards...
Li Er, who originally had a fair and gentle face, now had a bruised nose and swollen face, his legs were weak, he could no longer lift his right hand, and was grabbing the opponent's neck with his left hand.
The white soldier was not much better. Even if it was difficult to stand on his two legs, he could no longer use any strength.
At this time, he grabbed Li Er's hair with his left hand and pulled it back desperately!
Li Er's left hand slipped from the other person's sweaty neck, but he immediately grabbed the other person's shirt.
Bai Jiebing grinned: "You can't win anymore, let go."
Li Er didn't answer, he just stared with blood-red eyes and clutched his shirt tightly.
"It's just a little bit close! That's just a little bit close!"
"Are you crazy?!"
Upon seeing this, the man punched Li Er's chest with his right fist, hitting him until he coughed repeatedly, but this guy just wouldn't let go.
Bai Libing's strength is also declining. If he continues to fight, he won't be able to lift his right hand.
If he wants to win, there is only one way...
He slowly raised his fist and used his last strength to aim at Li Er's throat.
Li Er, whose hair was pulled back, could clearly see his opponent's movements.
Bai Jiebing said coldly: "Admit defeat, or die?"
The murderous spirit honed on the bloody battlefield was clearly revealed at this time.
Li Er, however, showed no fear. He twitched his lips and said softly: "There is death, but there is no defeat..."
