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Xiao Muyu lowered his body and tried to keep his body close to the horse's back. This was a method taught to him by the old cavalry. On the one hand, he could avoid cold arrows to the greatest extent, and on the other hand, it allowed him to borrow the horse to the maximum extent. impact.
The back of the big green horse was already covered with sweat. Xiao Muyu knew that it was almost reaching its limit, but he had no time to change the mount.
"Xiao Qing! Hold on, kill these three bastards, and we can take a break!"
Xiao Muyu murmured in a low voice, as if he was talking to Daqingma, and also as if he was saying to himself
However, nothing matters anymore, he is only thinking about the upcoming confrontation.
Lean over!
Raise your sword!
Block!
? ? Change tactics!
He has practiced this set of movements countless times. The five hundred sword swings every day have formed a memory in his muscles. Although it is not necessarily very clever, it is enough for him to survive on the battlefield.
The war horses of both sides were getting closer and closer, and the frowning smell of sheep on the first Huns could already be smelled.
¡°Do these people sleep with their ewes in their arms when they go to bed at night?
¡°I don¡¯t know why, but Xiao Muyu suddenly thought of such a ridiculous sentence, even though he was already on the line between life and death.
In the moment of random thoughts, the two horses were already very close, and they subconsciously raised their swords and blocked each other!
"Whoosh¡ª¡ª"
Just when he was about to change his tactics to counterattack, he suddenly heard a burst of wind.
He subconsciously threw himself forward and fell on the horse's neck, and then felt a strong wind flying past his ears.
A cold arrow flew out directly against his helmet, and the Hun opposite him was shot down by an arrow.
Before Xiao Muyu had time to be happy, the second Huns had already rushed over, and his movements were so swift.
The scimitar in his hand slashed directly towards Xiao Muyu's neck. The distance between the two was too close. Between the lightning and flint, Xiao Muyu had no time to react, so he subconsciously stretched out his left hand to block it.
"Pfft¡ª¡ª"
A burst of severe pain struck, and Xiao Muyu¡¯s left hand was broken off.
Fortunately, years of training saved his life. Xiao Muyu subconsciously pierced the opponent's throat with a backhand sword with his right hand.
But even so, facing the third Huns, he really had no choice.
His left hand was broken, and his right hand was now numb and unable to be used at all.
¡°I could only watch helplessly as the Huns slashed at my neck.
Are you going to die?
For some reason, Xiao Muyu suddenly felt a sense of relief that he had not seen for a long time, and finally no longer had to continue fighting.
The setting sun in the sky has reached the horizon, and the entire earth is now only a hazy yellow. In Xiao Muyu's ears, the only sounds left are the whistling wind and the sound of his own heartbeat
The loud shouts of death on the battlefield gradually left him. Is his mission finally over?
It¡¯s just that there is no head. I¡¯m afraid my mother will be very sad when she sees me
"Pfft¡ª¡ª"
A cold steel knife struck down, but Xiao Muyu's body fell to the ground before the steel knife fell.
He was really too tired. From the morning of fighting until now, the big green horse under him had finally reached its limit. Before the steel knife fell, it was exhausted to death
The Huns obviously didn¡¯t expect that the opponent would fall down together with the man and the horse before he could use his sword.
Just when he was about to bend down to make another blow, a Han soldier cut off his head with a backhand sword
The body, which had lost its head, collapsed weakly on the ground, just falling next to Xiao Muyu
The blood in his neck squirted all over Xiao Muyu¡¯s head and face
"Dang¡ª¡ª"
"Dang¡ª¡ª"
"Dang¡ª¡ª"
With the harsh sound of ringing gold, this bloody killing finally came to an end for the time being.
The remaining Qin army did not continue to catch up. They just took this opportunity to quickly reorganize their formation, then took out the dried meat that had been wet with blood and chewed it.
The dried meat soaked with human blood has a strange smell, and it is unspeakably disgusting when eaten in the mouth. However, everyone understands in their hearts that the Huns are temporarilyBut it was just for a last ditch effort
It seems that they can't survive tonight. They just want to eat something in their stomachs and regain their strength as soon as possible.
Even if you die, you should be a dead man!
"General, we have less than three thousand people left"
Li Jin's voice was a little deep, and his throat had long been hoarse. He was born lively, and his chatter when he had nothing to do was really annoying. But now, he almost doesn't have the energy to speak ¡
"Tell the brothers to correct Lao Qin and fight against the national calamity together!"
There were tears in Wang Chong's eyes, and he was hit by a sword in his right hand. If he hadn't tied the sword to his hand, he wouldn't even be able to hold the sword at this time.
Since there is no retreat now, all that is left is to fight to the death!
As for surrender, he never thought about it!
In fact, from the day he took over as general, he knew that sooner or later he would have such a day, but he didn't expect that this day would come so quickly.
"I just hate that now he only has so few troops and horses left in his hands, and he can't even die with the Huns."
Wang Chong is not afraid of death, and the soldiers around him are not afraid of death, but after they die, the Yinshan Mountains will completely fall into the hands of the Huns
"Your Majesty, I, Wang Chong, are incompetent!"
Facing the cool evening breeze, Wang Chong murmured in a low voice. He was not as brave as his father and grandfather.
Compared with them, Wang Chong is even insignificant, but now that they have all become ancient, this responsibility still falls on Wang Chong's back.
The smell of barbecue has been heard in the Huns' camp, as well as the weird screams of the Huns' joy.
Just outside the Huns¡¯ camp, on a hill less than five miles away, several Han soldiers clenched their fists silently.
"General, why don't we take action yet? If we delay it any longer, I'm afraid none of these people will survive tonight"
Seeing that night was about to fall, Yuan Bin lowered his voice and said to Long Xiao.
"Wait a minute! There are only a few of us, and it's not dark yet. If we rush forward, not only will we not be able to save them, but we will lose our lives in vain!"
Long Xiao's teeth were chattering, but he knew very well in his heart that with their small manpower, there was no possibility of winning without the help of time (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel .com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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