Vol 4 Chapter 3710: 13 Warriors Lonely Car Pair

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Xu Kuizhi's palm was full of sweat. He held the drumstick himself, hammering the big drum behind him repeatedly. Every time the drumstick hit the drum surface, there would be screams and roars in front of him. This time, it seemed that it was not the drum that was beating, but was shaking his heart, and the words kept echoing in his heart: "Is it too late? Is it too late?"
Zhu Biao was manipulating the crossbow on the car, while several archers were desperately throwing arrows, and the quiver on the car had basically bottomed out. The chariot has also reached the point where it is desperate.
With a "woo", Zhu Biao fired his last crossbow, and there was a scream in the distance, a chariot that was crossing the front, trying to run towards here. With an arrow, the crossbow pierced through the eyebrows, the man didn't even snort, the lance in his hand fell to the ground, and on the chariot next to him, an armored soldier slammed his halberd heavily and hit the center. This man's chest, his body like a scarecrow, was shot down from the horse and fell to the ground.
Immediately after, three or four lances stabbed at the chariot lancer who knocked down the cavalry. The roar of scolding was accompanied by a fierce lance, and a blood-colored dust mist rolled up in front of him. Soon, nothing could be seen. .
Zhu Biao released the repeating crossbow in front of him, the last empty crossbow arm was still spinning in vain, and the two archers on the side also shot the last arrow in their hands, and everyone's eyes followed the arrows of these two arrows. Feather lingered into the blood-colored smoke and dust in front of her and disappeared.
Above the chariot, except for the sound of the drums, it fell into silence. Xu Kuizhi struck the last blow, and the fifth drum had also stopped. He turned to look at his companions in the chariot. The sound of killing twenty or thirty paces away is getting closer and closer, and more of them are screaming and roaring in Xianbei dialect, while the voice in Chinese has become less and less. Everyone knows the war by hearing the sound. The time is coming.
A smile flashed across Xu Kuizhi's face. He bent down and picked up the halberd on the ground. This is the weapon he used just now. His eyes swept across everyone's faces and said calmly: " Everyone, Xu is fortunate enough to be in a chariot with everyone, this life-and-death friendship, even in the next life, I will remember."
Zhu Biao laughed: "Brother Xu, don't be so polite, it's you, the son of an aristocratic family, willing to get on a chariot with us mortals, even more desperately than us, which makes us convinced, although we are I don't want you to die here, but I know that it is an insult to you to advise you to leave now, so let's fight to the end happily."
Xu Kuizhi glanced behind him, and the neighing of horses was still in his ears, and he sighed: "Maybe I underestimated the ability of the enemy's all-armored cavalry. I didn't expect that the more than 200 cavalry that rushed to the back could actually drag the horses. After so long, up to now, almost all the chariots in front of us have been lost, and the enemy cavalry in the rear has not been completely wiped out.

Zhu Biao nodded: "It was the enemy's elite cavalry who rushed over just now. The enemy general at the head, when he failed to attack our wheels, quickly passed through the side to block the follow-up chariots of our army. He is a character, but , his ending is also doomed, Big Stone can definitely destroy this enemy army, and then fight with these enemy cavalry, even if we all die in battle, we can also polish the spirit of this enemy army!"
Liu Shitong said loudly: "That's right, I counted it just now, we have eliminated no less than 300 enemy cavalry, all the brothers are good, and the speed and vigor of the enemy cavalry are no longer the same as 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 are encircled, they will definitely be destroyed. Moreover, there are 300 chariots behind us to follow up. As long as all of them are on the battlefield, let alone These two thousand enemy cavalry, even thousands of other armored cavalry, can also 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 forever protect our family and the peace of our descendants. In this battle, we have already We have paid too much, and we need this victory too much, brothers, let us fight this last battle well and kill as many Xianbei dogs as possible before we die!"
More than ten paces away, there were crowds of people, and Murong Ping took the lead, grabbing a lance whose blade had been dyed blood red, and rushed out of the smoke first. There were two arrow shafts stuck in his shoulders, and the feathers were dyed red with blood. Ling, and the wound on the leg with the cloth strip has also been dyed red, whether it is a human or a horse, they are all panting, and the beard is full of blood. Obviously, this Yan Junqi, known for its bravery General, after being intercepted and killed by more than a dozen chariots, he is also scarred.
However, Murong Ping's red eyes~EbookFREE.me~ looked directly at Xu Kuizhi's chariot. The twelve soldiers on the chariot, including the imperial hand in front, all blocked the spear and stood on the chariot. On the top of the car, the blue handsome flag was inserted on the side of the drum at the rear of the car, and everyone stood in front of Xu Kuizhi, glaring at Murong Ping.
Murong Ping licked his lips, looked at Xu Kuizhi, and said, "Wu that enemy general, but Zhu Lingshi, the general of the Jin army?"
Xu Kuizhi instinctively wanted to deny it out loud, but suddenly his eyes rolled and he laughed loudly: "This commander is Zhu Lingshi, the general of the broken prisoners, who is coming, report the name, this commander will not kill no-ones!"
One after another, the armored cavalry came from behind Murong Ping. They were covered in blood, and they didn't know whether it was their own or the Jin army. Under the necks of some horses, there were several Jin army heads. With eyes wide open, Murong Ping curled his lips, looked at Xu Kuizhi, and said with a sneer, "I heard that you are Liu Yu's apprentice, how come you are so stubborn, you don't really think that you can do it this time? Live it!"
Xu Kuizhi laughed and said, "It depends on whether you have the ability or not. Now I am here, a chariot, thirteen warriors, if you have the guts, I will come up and take the head."
Behind Murong Ping, a bald man yelled, "If you don't know if you live or die, watch me and Sha'er take your dog's head!"
As soon as he swung the big axe in his hand, he 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 will kill him and avenge the brothers who died in battle!"
Murong Ping shook his head: "Something seems to be wrong, the enemy troops in front are fighting with all their might, and it seems that they want this guy to escape after breaking up, but he won't leave here, is there any other way to do it? "
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