Chapter 175: Gong Nan Bei finishes

The shouts shook the sky, and the moment the two sides contacted, Gong Nan Bei pierced an infantry's chest with a shot.
With the spear drawn out, the infantry wailed and fell to the ground, and Zhao Zhen also charged behind him, clenching the long knife in his hand, and furiously, tearing a hole from the infantry's wall!
The guard behind him followed closely and fought along this hole!
forward! Go forward! Stop is to die!
There are wailing sounds around, there are enemies and guards.
The infantry stabbed their horse to death with a spear, and Wu Ya also fell from the horse's back. He landed and rolled, avoiding the axe cut down by several infantrymen.
With a long spear in his hand, the spear was deadly, but he no longer had the original accuracy and speed.
More and more colleagues fell down and never got up again. This short path of less than a hundred meters was like a bottomless abyss with no end in sight.
When they were about to rush out of the wall, there were only less than five people left!
Everyone is contaminated with blood! Gasping in his mouth.
They are really breathing hard, most of the props in the crew are real, for example, the armor on them is too heavy!
"My son! Hurry up! Hurry up!"
The guard commander Zhang Fang was shot through the arm before. It was not easy to live with one hand until now, but in the end he was divided and killed by those soldiers.
"Zhang Fang!"
Zhao Zhen's voice was already hoarse. Seeing the tragic death of the guard leader, he turned around and wanted to rush back to save people, but Wu Ya grabbed the back of the neck and carried it out.
At this moment, counting them, there were only four people who came out of the Eight Kingdoms Palace, and they finally broke out of the encirclement and came to another palace gate.
The ground was full of corpses, blood plasma, stumps and broken arms.
The infantry behind them also made them a little bit afraid to kill, and their forward speed was much slower.
"Ka! Very good, the actor makes up! Make up! Prepare Wia for Tianfang, prepare the organ on the palace wall"
Director Lu's voice was filled with excitement. The set of shots just now was very good. Now that the most difficult part has been taken, it is time to escape from the palace road!
The makeup artist and prop artist are busy with their feet off the ground, they can't help but worry, the sunrise is very fast, they must seize this time!
"Well, well, everyone is ready, the first shot of the first battle palace wall, Ike God!"
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Wu Ya banged on the palace gate in the past, but there was no sound from the palace gate.
The other two guards had gaps in their horizontal knives, but they still gritted their teeth and stood in front of Zhao Zhen, guarding him.
Wu Ya knocked twice again, but the palace door still didn't respond.
"Wu Ya, don't knock, they won't open the door." Zhao Zhen turned to look at Wu Ya, the sky was already bright at the moment, but the sun had not yet appeared.
When he was so nervous, Zhao Zhen suddenly laughed, and the smile was particularly innocent: "Brother Wu Ya, this time I call your brother, no one will punish you anymore. The sun will come out soon. What a pity, let’s see Not anymore"
Dou Da's tears fell down the corners of Zhao Zhen's eyes, and he looked at Gong Nanbei like that with guilt in his eyes.
He regretted it, not for vying for the throne, but for regret, letting Wu Ya follow him in the funeral.
Wu Ya looked at the palace gate, and stabbed the palace gate several times with the spear in his hand, but only left white marks.
Zhao Zhen smiled bitterly and looked at the two guards who were clenching his teeth beside him and said, "I killed you both."
The two shook their heads together and said: "Don't blame the son! It is our honor to be able to die for the son!"
Zhao Zhen turned to bid farewell to Wu Ya, but saw Wu Ya shook hands with the spear, and suddenly threw it out, nailing the spear to the palace wall about four meters high.
The two guards knew what Wu Ya wanted to do, and quickly ran under the spear to set up a human ladder.
Zhao Zhen also understood, and ran all the way, and turned around and said: "Come to life from a dead end! Come to life from a dead end! Brother, go!"
Wu Ya was guarding behind him, and the infantry behind him saw that Wu Ya had no weapons, and they wanted to escape again, speeding up their pace and rushing towards several people.
Zhao Zhen ran two steps forward, but because of the long-term fighting, his body no longer had much strength, and he almost fell to the ground.
Wu Ya grabbed his collar behind him, picked him up and ran.
The two cameras are on the sidelines to follow, and Zhao Zhen's perspective will have to be expressed by these two cameras.
The two guards at the corner were ready. One of them held Zhao Zhen's leg and lifted Zhao Zhen up with force.
'call out! ’
'call out! ’
'call out! ’
The opponent started shooting arrows again, and the remaining two guards were shot to death. Zhao Zhen lost his focus in an instant, and fell down if his body was unstable.
At this moment, two big hands appeared under his feet and lifted him up.
Zhao Zhen waved his hands instinctively, caught the spear nailed to the palace wall, and stabilized his figure.
When he looked down, Wu Ya also looked up at him.
The sun finally rose, and a little bit of newborn sunlight shone on Wu Ya's face.
He was smiling at Zhao Zhen, as if he wanted to make him feel at ease, but the blood was spitting out along his mouth.
On his back, there are a dozen densely packed arrows. No one knows where his strength comes from, and he can lift Zhao Zhentuo up!
Wu Ya's lips moved without making a sound, but Zhao Zhen could clearly understand what he was talking about.
'Live well'
"Brother!" Zhao Zhen was crying, his voice was like a cuckoo crying blood.
The chasing soldiers rushed over and slashed at Wu Ya with a single knife. The spear in Wu Ya's hand was regarded as Zhao Zhen's life-saving straw.
At this moment, he was unarmed, but finally turned his head and rushed towards the chasing soldiers.
At this time, Gong Nanbei finally shouted out his only line in the play, only one word.
"go!!!"
The enemy was widowed and unarmed, the black teeth rushed towards the thousands of swords, and there was no possibility of returning.
Zhao Zhen wiped her tears, stepped on the black spear, and jumped over the palace wall.
"Quick! Let the palace man open the gate of the city, and you can't break the prince's major event! Quick!"
Soldiers around shouted anxiously, but the camera gave Wu Ya a close-up.
He was lying on the ground, with the first-born sunlight shining on one-third of his profile, and his eyes were looking at the direction of Zhao Zhen's escape until he died.
There is no pain in his eyes, no regret, only relief...
"Ka! Good! Bloody battle over the palace wall! Prepare for the next one, clean up!"
After Director Lu Yan's voice sounded, Gong Nanbei climbed up on the ground.
There are several arrows sticking behind him, looking like a hedgehog. When he got up, Wang Haoxuan ran all the way, trying to help the palace north and south.
Although Gong Nanbei has a little background, his previous performance in the horse-wrestling scene and the scene where he was shot in the back by a prop arrow just made him bruise.
I didn't feel anything when I was filming, but now I found them all.
"North and South! Congratulations on your finish!"
Within two steps of Gong Nanbei, Ye Mo greeted him with a smile.
Gong Nanbei smiled and nodded: "Yes, it's finished."
As soon as the words were spoken, he felt as if something was missing in his heart.
Turning to look at the still busy crew, myself, is this over? Is this done by yourself?
He let out a deep breath of cold breath, let's finish when you finish, there are more dramas waiting for him!
Palace North and South! Come on!