Chapter 262 King Yu Sheng, an army of one man
"Your Majesty, we are surrounded."
"The imperial army has already ambushed them. What should we do?"
"Why panic!"
Lu Kan acted very calmly. He glanced around and said coldly: "You have been fighting on the battlefield for decades. Do you still need me to teach you how to fight?"
"Form up and defend against the enemy!"
"promise!"
Seeing the calm expression on their prince's face, the generals gradually calmed down, and one after another the shield soldiers rushed forward to resist the cavalry attack from behind.
"kill!"
Ran Min, single-handedly, had left the beggar soldiers far behind. Yan Yun's eighteen cavalry finally reached the front of the formation. Nineteen figures were like sharp swords that had just been unsheathed, stabbing straight. Break the rebel army's formation.
More than ten riders faced the rain of arrows from the sky, as if they were in an uninhabited land. They waved their scimitars in their hands and swept down the flying arrows. The shouts of killing behind them shook the sky. Flags were fluttering on both sides, and the black army was fierce. The pressure came over.
"Stop them for me."
"First take these ten horses for me."
"Broad-sword guard, kill!"
A general covered in black armor gave a low shout, and a group of two-meter tall men with tall stature and broad arms suddenly emerged from behind. They held broad swords and charged forward to kill Ran Min and his party.
"arrow!"
Yanyun's Eighteenth Cavalry took off the long bow from the horse's belly almost at the same time. Under the horrified eyes of the rebels, more than ten people made almost the same movement, leaning back to avoid the flying arrows, with their right hands The scimitar was swung, killing the enemy troops that were coming up.
He raised his foot and stepped on the bow, pinched the arrow with his left hand to pull the string, and with a clang, eighteen arrows flew off the string almost at the same time.
"Whoosh!"
Before the big man with the broad sword could rush forward, he was shot through the throat by an arrow and fell straight to the ground.
Ran Min also had a sparkle in his eyes. He held a hooked halberd in his left hand and a double-edged spear in his right hand. A shadow of the halberd flashed past. He waved his arms and swung it. All the enemy soldiers who were about one foot away were thrown away and fell on the ground. The soldiers at the rear were hit again.
"Kill!"
The beggar army from the rear finally arrived, and figures charged forward fearlessly, with bloodthirsty luster in their eyes. For these veterans, the blood on the battlefield is the best baptism.
"You kid, your fur isn't all grown yet, and you're still rebelling against me."
"What a pity. Remember to be smarter in the next life."
An old soldier grinned, but the guy in his hand stabbed him without hesitation. He dodged the knife of a rebel next to him and stabbed him with his backhand.
"Son, you're playing sneak attack with me... you don't understand."
As he said this, the tip of the spear was already thrust towards the rebel's crotch. Along with a shrill scream, the surrounding rebels couldn't help but feel their legs weaken and feel cold in their crotches.
"Too bad for these old bastards."
"Brothers, fuck them to death, motherfucker..."
"More than risking your life?"
A beggar soldier looked at the angry rebels in front of him, raised his brows, looked at each other with the old soldiers next to him, and said calmly: "Old fellows, show some real skills."
As he spoke, he swung his knife and slashed at an oncoming rebel. The rebel held a spear in his hand, with a trace of paranoid madness on his face. He almost didn't dodge. He would rather exchange one for the other than kill this rebel. One shot and stabbed out.
"Hahaha, so brave!"
"Whoever is afraid of whom? Whoever is a coward today will be my grandson..."
The old soldier smiled heartily, rushed forward without dodging, and slashed him with one knife. The rebel's spear also pierced his chest, and the two of them fell to the ground almost at the same time.
The rebels seemed to be stunned, but the old beggar soldiers around them were accustomed to it. Their eyes only stayed on the old man's body for a moment, and then continued to kill the enemy troops in front.
"madman!"
"These are a bunch of lunatics who are desperate for their lives."
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Hanging Sword Pass.
In the lonely city, the sunset reflects the afterimage at dusk.
The wind rustles, the flags are fluttering, the dragon flag flutters, everything that is desolate and tragic seems to be caused by the brave men and women marching here. The simple city walls are listening to the sorrow of the wind, silently witnessing the majesty that cannot be recorded in history books.
"Boys!"
"The Zhenxi Army died today, but I, Dayu, am still here."
"I, Dayu, am still here."
Chang An pulled out the broken sword from his chest, suppressed the blood rising in his throat, and looked resolutely at the Da Yan soldiers in front of him who were still charging.
There were only a dozen bloody figures left beside him, clutching the swords and guns in their hands tightly, with the same fearless expressions on their faces.
"The imperial court has no reinforcements..."
"But the seeds of our suppression of the Western Army have already been sown."
"Today, although the Xuanjian Pass has been broken and a hundred thousand men have died, I, Dayu, have suppressed the army of the King of the West, and the soul of the army is still alive!"
"Fight to the death!"
Chang An suddenly raised the spear in his hand, and more than a dozen figures around him shouted in unison, looking excited.
"kill!"
More than a dozen figures stepped out almost at the same time, taking the initiative to kill the dark enemy in front of them.
"He who surrenders will avoid death."
"Now that you are in a desperate situation, I will give you a chance to put down your weapons and spare your life."
A man wearing a visor strode forward and looked at the dozen or so men in front of him with some admiration. Even though he knew that talking more would be useless, he still couldn't help but persuade them.
"Hahaha!"
"Yu the Great had many dead in battle, but he had no fear of the dead."
"Come and fight!"
Chang An brandished his spear like an old hero in his twilight years. Although he was riddled with wounds, he was still as powerful as a rainbow.
"Go!"
The Dayan general slowly closed his eyes and waved his hand forward. Dozens of Dayan soldiers behind him suddenly rushed forward, swords flashing, blood and flesh flying.
Countless bows and crossbows were aimed at more than ten people, but the Dayan general never gave orders. Many enemy soldiers were in awe, looking at the group of lone heroes in front of them, their expressions were quite lonely.
"General!"
"Kill!"
The Dayan general suddenly opened his eyes, waving a long sword and rushed forward. Chang An also met him with a gun, but he had already tried his best. His wounds were torn. He barely blocked a knife and staggered to the ground.
"It's over."
The Dayan general sighed and suddenly slashed with a knife.
"Dayu Ningchen is here, who dares to hurt my brother."
A loud shout like thunder exploded, and the Dayan general and the soldiers behind him all felt a tingling scalp, and a terrifying spear light swept across more than ten feet away.
Under the raging aura, it was like a dragon's roar. Many Yan soldiers were directly knocked to the ground by the aura, their faces terrified.
"Your Majesty!"
Chang An looked back with some effort, his face full of disbelief.
"Reinforcements?"
"My Dayu's reinforcements have arrived?"
"Xuanjian Pass is saved."
A man was laughing with tears in his eyes. Chang An also staggered to his feet, looking into the distance, and was a little absent-minded for a while.
"Your Majesty... reinforcements... where are the reinforcements?"
Ning Chen had tears in his eyes, and with a swing of his spear, he stood in front of everyone with a tall figure, looking at the thousands of troops in front of him with a calm face.
"King Dayu Sheng, one man is an army!"
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