The frontal assault battle became more and more tragic, with Xia Jinzhong's singing echoing in the wilderness, and there were also screams from time to time. The few people with ambition to die were already fearless and had a rainbow of momentum, but instead killed the thieves.

Seeing the right time, Yang Chongyi, Yang Jingshui, Shu Tongshu, and Yao Tiechu nodded to Zeng Baohua and Yao Xiaomai, and quietly descended from the steep slope behind. In just half a quarter of an hour, a shout of killing suddenly broke out in the distance. Sure enough, the thief army was ambushing someone there.

The torches swayed at the foot of the mountain, and they were a little panicked. Maybe it was Xia Jinzhong and others who fought desperately, which made the thieves who were also exhausted after chasing for a day. In addition, they broke through separately, and each route was extremely brave, which made Commander Li very impatient. There was obviously not enough manpower in the back of the mountain, so they had to mobilize troops to reinforce and intercept. If the main culprit ran away, the matter would be ruined, and he could only take a knife when he went back.

But the soldiers under his command were extremely tired, and they were already complaining when they received the order to rush for help in the dark. As soon as they turned around, they rushed to the road slowly and moaned. The officers scolded a few words, and saw that the soldiers' eyes became more fierce, they did not dare to urge them anymore. They forced these group of tattooed soldiers to clamor, owed their heads, and slapped them and left them. Where could they make sense?

Commander Li saw the sound of fighting behind the mountain getting farther and farther away, and the enemy leader seemed to show signs of fighting out, so he became anxious. He was an old man in the army and could guess what might be wrong with the reinforcement army ahead. But now is not the time to pursue the investigation, and he ordered the head of the king to take fifty people around from the other side and quickly go to the back of the mountain to reinforce.

Looking at the backs of the group of people leaving, Commander Wang looked at the dark sky and couldn't help but curse. He scolded his men, who were chased for a day and were so brave. You just chased them for a day, and so many people took turns to kill the enemy, which made you so tired?

I scolded myself, I shouldn't be rude. When I entered the night, I saw the soldiers exhausted and could not bear to (dare) ask them to stay alert and let them rest. I just sent some people to patrol and set up ambush in the back mountain. I thought the fugitives on the mountain were as tired as I was and would not be able to make any noise. I rested overnight, and waited until dawn, and then attacked them with one rush to finish the matter.

But I never expected it! This group of fugitives is really bold and still have the strength to do it! Taking advantage of the darkness to counterattack and break through separately.

Commander Wang was still thinking about it, and the frontal assault battlefield had changed.

Nearly two hundred people were pulled out, and the front formation suddenly became weak. Xia Jinzhong and others, who were killing blood, immediately felt this change. They roared loudly and became more brave and actually killed the thief army to retreat step by step.

Commander Wang was so angry that his nostrils were smoked. However, he had no soldiers to use, so he had to bring more than a dozen personal soldiers and stop watching the wall and end up in person.

It was dark and the two Xia Jinzhong and others covered their heads and fought bravely to kill the enemy. They had already killed the thief army in a mess, not knowing the east, south, west and north. As soon as the commander-in-law and his personal soldiers entered the battlefield, they ran into Xia Jinzhong, who was like a bloody man killing god.

Xia Jinzhong cracked his mouth and showed his snow-white teeth and smiled at Commander Wang, then waved it with a knife.

Zeng Baohua held an iron spear and protected Niangzi Yao quietly down the steep slope, and was walking around the other side. It was a coincidence that he bumped into a group of acquaintances in the darkness, and he was chasing them for a day behind the butt.

The king's head was shocked, and his running body not only quickly settled, but also floated back with difficulty. This action caused several tooth soldiers around him to rush to him.

Zeng Baohua reacted very quickly. At this point, there was no friendly force at this position. Since this was the case, the iron spear in his hand swung across without saying a word. The first tooth soldier's neck was hit by a spear, like a piece of winter melon was hit hard by a stick. With a muffled sound, the tooth soldier fell to the ground.

The second tooth soldier ate a gun in front of him, and his whole face was directly shot into the felt hat and merged into one. As soon as the third tooth soldier stabilized his body, Zeng Baohua's iron spear rushed over and penetrated his chest directly.

Wang Dutou looked at the three subordinates who died tragically, and Han Liang's spear tips came out from the back of the man in front, with blood dripping, looking at him coldly like a poisonous snake. He was so scared that his heart and gallbladder were broken.

I heard from my predecessors that a fierce general will not only kill people, but his greater power will be frightened. He will be like a roaring lion, and you are just a trembling sheep. When you find that you can't escape the fate of being torn into pieces by a lion, you will collapse.

The head of the king was approaching this critical point, and he was shouting wildly in his heart, running quickly, leaving here, the farther away, the better! But his whole body, including those legs, seemed to be frozen and extremely stiff.

My life is over! When the head of the king said in his heart, several figures rushed out from the side, and it turned out that the tooth soldiers behind rushed up. They immediately surrounded Zeng Baohua and attacked with swords and guns.

Wang Du, who came to his senses, saw Zeng Baohua surrounded by five tooth soldiers, blocking the east and west, and trying to protect the person behind him. He seemed to be tired of dealing with it and was temporarily suppressed. His heart was alive again, and his hands and feet were restored. He held a spear and shot Lengzi from the dark.

The gun was originally for Zeng Baohua, but Wang Dutou was afraid of a counterattack, so he turned the gun and changed the target to Xiaoma Yao. Zeng Baohua was anxious when he saw that if Xiaoma Yao was injured, it would be a burden, which would be even more troublesome. He turned around and blocked the front, and the gun hit his left rib.

Wang Du couldn't help laughing, but he succeeded!

From last night to now, more than 300 people have been broken in, and more than half of the casualties were caused by this villain, but he was injured a few times but could not take them down. This time it hit the vital point. It depends on whether your body is iron-clad and how long can you last? It depends on whether your blood is like a spring water and when it can flow!

Zeng Baohua roared, and the iron spear in his right hand swept apart, smashing the head of a soldier. The other soldiers had seen his fierceness and bravery, and when they saw him ruthlessly, they didn't dare to stop him from his sharp edge, and retreated back at the same time. This retreat didn't matter, but it leaked the proud head of the king.

The head of the king immediately felt something was wrong. He looked around and said, "Damn it, why are you guys so tacitly understanding?" He took three or four steps at the same time, and exposed himself.

He faced Zeng Baohua alone again, looking at his body covered in black blood, his face was even dark spots, and he could no longer see his original face, and could only see extremely ferocious eyes. Especially those eyes that looked like the god of death were staring at him, the cold fear that Wang Dutou had just returned, and his legs were so scared that he was weak.

Just as he turned around and was about to leave, Zeng Baohua quickly drew his sword with his left hand, slashing like lightning, slashing the head and half of his left shoulder. The head, which had lost his head and half of his shoulder, stood there, and blood was like a fountain on the ground, and it was more than a foot high. When his body fell to the ground, the head of the head who had fallen to the ground had not closed his eyes, and seemed to have blinked.

When the soldiers saw this scene, they were so scared that they took more than ten steps back.

Seeing that they gave up their way, Zeng Baohua picked up the waist card of Wangdu's head, protected Xiaoma Yao and ran away.

The soldiers stood there, looked at the backs of the two, and then looked at the corpses all over the ground, especially the king's head that was broken into two pieces. Look at me, and I look at you. Suddenly, an older soldier raised his long sword and shouted: "Avenge the head of the head!"
Chapter completed!