As the chief general, if I do not lead by example, how can I stimulate the morale of the three armies and win the victory for the king!

The whirring wind poured into Lian Po's eardrum from the gap in the armor, and countless chaotic sounds filled the world. Lian Po ignored it and waved the big sword in his hand towards the oncoming Qin army chariot in front of him.

The sword light appears!

A big halberd came towards him. Lian Po did not dodge or avoid it. He accurately slashed the opponent's halberd pole, directly chopping the halberd into two pieces. Then the blade advanced along with the trend and landed heavily in the gap between the right shoulder and breastplate of the Qin army chariot in front of him.

A shocking scream sounded, and the big knife in Lian Po's hand easily cut open the other party's shoulder blades, and took an arm to fly in the air, and countless blood was ejected from the blood vessels.

Behind Lian Po, countless heavy cavalry of the Zhao army, Longxiang army and Qin army chariots collided head-on in an extremely violent manner!

"Die, let me die!"

Lian Po shouted loudly, and a few drops of blood splashed in from the gap in his face armor, making him breathe with an extremely strong smell of blood.

This was a real hedge, with swords and spears colliding, horses and horses colliding, horses and chariots colliding, countless smoke and dust spread everywhere, wheels jumping on the ground, the slender axle broke with a click, and tripped many horse legs.

Even with a full pair of steel armor, the protection was the top Longxiang Army in the world. With the Qin army's chariot soldiers so tragically that they almost exchanged their lives for their lives, a large number of casualties inevitably occurred.

Lian Po waved his weapons all the way, and after cutting over a Qin army chariot again, he raised his knife again. Suddenly, his eyes were empty, and then he suddenly realized that he had already penetrated the Qin army's chariot formation.

The rolling sweat fell from his forehead and fell into his eyes, making everything in front of Lian Po look a little blurred.

Countless buzzing sounds surrounded him, and the noisy battlefield seemed to have left him far away at this moment.

Lian Po looked up slightly, and a black flag appeared in his sight.

In front of the black flag, countless black Qin soldiers were dying

Lian Po narrowed his eyes and almost immediately recognized the identity of the flag.

"Bai Qi...hehe!"

Lian Po held the saber in his hand tightly and turned his head to glance behind him.

In the smoke and dust, one Longxiong Army knight after another jumped out and came to Lian Po.

The sound of killing sounded across the battlefield. Lian Po didn't even know what the cavalry he commanded was now, nor did he know whether the harassing troops on both wings were progressing smoothly, nor did he know whether the central cavalry behind him could keep up in time.

Lian Po just calmly raised the knife in his hand again and said to the Longxiong Army Knights on both sides.

"Let's go, kill Bai Qi!"

The sound of hooves comes again.

Bai Qi's face was calm, and he looked at Lian Po, leading hundreds of Dragon Xiang army knights behind him, and rushed towards him one after another.

"He has no speed and cannot rush to this general. He will send orders to the army and siege them and kill them!"

When Bai Qi said this, a sudden murderous intent flashed in his eyes for the first time.

Lian Po rode his horse into the Qin army's position, like a giant ship entering the sea, splitting the waves all the way and splashing countless bloody storms.

It has to be said that at such a juncture, the power of the Qin army soldiers was also extremely amazing. Even facing the world-famous Zhao State heavy cavalry Longxiang Army, Qin army infantry whose equipment and protection were not at the same level rushed up wildly, blocking Lian Po's advance with his flesh and blood.

I don’t know how long it took to kill, but Lian Po could clearly feel that the number of Longxiang cavalry around him was decreasing, and he could also feel that his progress was getting slower and slower. More and more Qin soldiers gathered around Lian Po, and countless bright weapons reflected the light.

Lian Po looked up again and found that just about twenty or thirty steps away, the black flag of the Qin army was steadily inserted on a chariot. Under the banner, the Qin king general Bai Qi stood there steadily, with a very cold face, like a wolf king leading a group of wolves to hunt.

Lian Po let out a long sigh, feeling a little depressed.

It seems that I can't kill the banner.

but……

Lian Po laughed, waved the saber in his hand hard, and the heads and arms of the three Qin infantry soldiers around him soared into the sky.

Taking advantage of this gap, Lian Po reached out on the weapon hook next to the saddle and found a short spear.

The next moment, Lian Po held the short spear in his hand, exhaled and threw it hard: "Bai Qi, die!"

The short spear soared into the air and shot straight towards Bai Qi not far away.

After using all Lian Po's strength, his face suddenly blurred, and he fell from his horse's back with powerlessness and fell heavily to the ground.

With a bang, Lian Po felt extremely dizzy, everything in his sight turned into a strange twisted shape, and there seemed to be a shocking cry from a distant place, and countless shouts of killing sounds. It seemed that someone was moving his body, but soon he kept himself heavily on the ground again.

With another bang, Lian Po finally fainted cleanly this time and completely lost all consciousness.

Until a burst of water poured on his head.

"Wake up, wake up!"

Lian Po opened his eyes in a daze. First, what caught his eye was a starry night sky, and then a very familiar face.

Zhao She squatted beside Lian Po, holding a wooden ladle that was still dripping with water in her hand, her face full of joking expressions.
Chapter completed!