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Chapter 50 The bloody battle at Crouching Tiger Pavilion (3)

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    An arrow accidentally hit the passenger car, and Xiao Yi hammered the wall in disappointment, but fortunately, an hour and a half had passed since the previous bloody battle and his own deception. It would be too late for the Huns cavalry to pursue them now.  , the women and children will be able to evacuate to the south of the bridge soon, and it will be worth their while for themselves and others to risk their lives in a bloody battle. Everything is developing smoothly according to the plan, and the women and children will be safe as long as they cross the bridge.

    "Unless?Bridge!Panlong Pavilion, and that young man Zimu with peach blossom eyes!"

    Xiao Yi, who seemed to be remembering something, looked up to the south. There were clouds in the blue sky, which seemed to be paving a road to the sky. Under the road, a trace of black smoke slowly rose, and slowly turned into billowing clouds.  Thick smoke, dark smoke flying in the air like a man-eating beast

    Suddenly realizing something, Xiao Yi quickly turned his head. The cobbler Zhang Ji beside him had turned pale at this time. Obviously he also knew what the black smoke meant, and the old pavilion chief behind them had a pale face at this time.  As a native who has lived in the area for decades, he knows very well the distance and time required from Crouching Tiger Pavilion to the river, as well as the direction in which the smoke rises Someone burned the bridge in advance.

    "Wooden Bridge!Panlong Pavilion! Master Zimu! You"

    "Wow!" A mouthful of blood spurted out, and the old pavilion leader fell headlong on the wall. Unexpectedly, never expected that the person who gave him the fatal blow was not the Huns in front of him, but the Han people behind him

    At the same time, with the black wolf-headed banner shaking, the Huns below the city began their second attack on the city. Horseshoes clanked and arrows rained down. Amidst the shouts of killing, a large number of Huns soldiers once again raised their shields.  Rushing towards the north gate, some particularly tough Huns soldiers even held scimitars in their mouths, clawing at the cracks in the wall with their hands to climb up

    The tiger roared, and Xiao Yi, whose eyes were already bloodshot, waved the gold-plated phoenix wings stained with blood in his hands, and led his men to start the second round of fighting. Stones, dismantled beams, flaming spirits,  Even the corpses of the war dead were smashed down like a violent storm; the clash of weapons, the howl of fighting, the dull sound of knives cutting into the human body, and more of the screams of people before death  ¡­Countless blood dyed the ground under our feet red, both from the enemy and from our own people¡­

    Half an hour later, the dead and injured Huns soldiers were repulsed again. Dead bodies on both sides of the city wall, between the crenellations, and under the city gate were piled up like straw. Broken limbs and broken arms could be seen everywhere. Some places where the piles of corpses were thick were dripping with blood.  The blood flowing out has gathered into a stream,

    Xiao Yi's black clothes have been dyed dark red by blood, and the gold-plated phoenix wings in his hands are shining with purple light, as if he is very satisfied with this meal of human blood. The iron-like arms of the cobbler Zhang Ji  , at this time, he was shaking constantly due to the fatigue of frequently pulling the bow string, and the bodies of Daniel, Ma Liu, Fatty Cao and others around him were even more scarred; behind them, only twenty of the young guys who had no worries about their homes were left.  How many,

    The old pavilion chief held the Huanshou knife tightly in his hand and sat under the "Chinese character" military flag. His abdomen was seriously injured and opened by the Huns' saber. Although the wound was tightly wrapped with white cloth, the wound was still intact.  The blood still kept pouring out, and the old fisherman had his legs cut off, and he was leaning against a pile of wine jars as he lay dying. However, the black Han army flag never fell down, constantly fluttering in the breeze, and behind them  There are only a dozen veterans left.

    In other words, the entire Crouching Tiger Pavilion¡¯s defenders, including Xiao Yi and other young men, are less than forty.

    "The Huns will launch a third attack soon. We can't all die here, we must break out immediately." Looking at the dozens of teenagers behind Xiao Yi, these are already the last seeds of Crouching Tiger Pavilion. The old pavilion chief  He said with a decisive look: "The Huns surrounded them on three sides, leaving only a gap in the south. It seems to be a way of survival, but from what I see, it is a dead end. Most of us are injured and it is impossible to rush out. Our current plan is,  Only I can lead these old guys to charge south and attract the main force of the Huns¡¯ cavalry, and you can take these young men and take the opportunity to break through to the north.¡±

    The old pavilion chief's vision was very accurate. The south was indeed a dead end, and although the north was King Zuo Xian's own team, it seemed dangerous but it was the only way to survive at the moment, because they never expected anyone to break out from under his nose.  It's called darkness under the lamp.

    Stretching out his withered hand tremblingly, the old pavilion director took out a 2-inch square bronze seal from his arms and handed it to Xiao Yi's hand. The handle on the seal was a simple turtle.  It is an auspicious thing for longevity, so the ancients often used it as a seal shape. On the positive side is engraved "The Seal of the Dian Nong Duwei, Wohu Pavilion, Yuyang County, Han Dynasty" and thirteen small characters in seal script.

    "My child, this is the seal given by the imperial court. Now you are the new pavilion chief rush out, leave some seeds and rebuild the Crouching Tiger Pavilion in the future!"

    &nbsp"Don't worry, old pavilion chief. The sun and the moon are proof, Crouching Tiger Pavilion will last forever!" Xiao Yi took the seal with blood-red eyes, knelt down and swore:

    "Haha! If it is rebuilt in the future, don't call it 'Crouching Tiger Pavilion' anymore, just change its name to 'Wuchou Pavilion'. I hope it will be worry-free in the future!"

    No!  ¡­

    There are also some spirits used to burn enemies on the city wall. Crouching Tiger Pavilion can be defended to this day. These spirits are indispensable. The old pavilion chief raised his head and drank from a jar. The spirits went into his throat, and it was like a knife cutting through fire.  It was also extremely sweet, but more wine flowed out along with the huge wounds and blood on the body

    At this time, everyone else also drank the wine of this hometown for the last time. The wine flowed down their cheeks, taking away pieces of blood and tears

    "Old fellows, let's go!" With a tragic roar, the old pavilion chief smashed the wine jar in his hand, glanced at the old fisherman who was seriously injured and could no longer stand, and said: "Brother, guard  Good for our military flag, brother, take a step forward to explore the way for you, see you in the underworld!"

    "No!" Although he was seriously injured, the old fisherman still performed the military salute meticulously!

    The south gate opened wide, and the old pavilion chief led the remaining villagers toward the dead end like moths to a flame, leaving the slim chance of survival to Xiao Yi and other young men; the Huns soldiers outside the city quickly blew their horns and began to surround them.  , encircled, fierce sounds of fighting came

    "Let's go too!" Gritting their steel teeth, Xiao Yi, Zhang Ji and others took advantage of the opportunity that the old pavilion chief had fought for with his life. With weapons in hand, they led the remaining twenty or so teenagers to kill everyone in the Crouching Tiger Pavilion.  The war horses gathered together, rode straight out of the east gate, and began the real breakout At the same time, the old fisherman who was sitting alone at the top of the city, guarding the military flag, put down the flag in his hand and lit the flags piled around him.  A lot of strong alcohol, the flag is in the city, but the flag falls and the city is destroyed!  According to the prior agreement, the old people who stayed in the city also lit the firewood pile around them when the military flag fell. In an instant, dozens of flames shot up, and the Crouching Tiger Pavilion, which had endured for hundreds of years, was destroyed.  Turned into ashes in the raging fire

    At this time, Liu Bao was riding a horse and standing under his black wolf-headed banner, watching the desperate battle of the last dozens of defenders at the south gate. The bravery of these Han people was completely beyond his expectation, "The Han people are not afraid of death!  If the Han people within the Great Wall can do this, then is there still a place for us Huns in the world? Is it right to go deep into the Han Dynasty to plunder this time? Or is it wrong?" Thinking of the horror, a chill involuntarily rose.  Got on his mind

    When everyone on the battlefield focused their attention on the south side, the young men suddenly rushed out from the north gate like tigers. Xiao Yi, holding a gold-plated boring machine with phoenix wings, took the lead and charged into the Huns' formation, collapsing, pulling out, covering, and pressing.  , picking, piercing The gold-plated boring bars danced like pear blossoms, all over the body, and the cobbler and others followed closely behind with their swords waving

    Although there were only a few dozen people, they fought with the momentum of thousands of troops. Wherever they passed, clothes and armor flew everywhere, blood gushed out, and heads rolled off the horses. The Hun soldiers who were killed in the blink of an eye were in chaos. As long as they charged  Out of here, relying on their familiarity with the terrain around Crouching Tiger Mountain, they could easily get rid of the Huns' pursuers.

    Seeing that thousands of his warriors were actually killed by dozens of people, they fell back. Especially the young man in black wearing the "Chi You Ghost Mask" on his head. Wherever he passed, stumps and broken arms flew everywhere, and his men actually  There was no general who could unite; seeing that he was about to break out of the siege, Liu Bao couldn't help but became angry, stretched out his hand and drew his bow and arrow. As the Zuoxian King of the Great Huns, he was also a marksman who was the most brave among the three armies!

    Xiao Yi, who was fighting bravely, suddenly felt a huge danger approaching him. Just like when he met the Black Wolf King by the river, the pores on his body stood up. The warrior's instinct made him hurriedly dodge to the left.  An arrow flew past the right side of his cheek, leaving a trail of blood on his earlobe; before he could adjust his body, a second, more ferocious arrow flew toward his back.  For a moment, Xiao Yi felt that he was so close to death

    Just when Xiao Yi thought he was about to return to the embrace of death, a big hand pushed his shoulder violently, and the arrow flew past his left shoulder, but suddenly penetrated the life-saving hand. When he turned around, it turned out that  At the critical moment, the cobbler beside him used one hand to save Xiao Yi's life

    At the same time, Xiao Yi also discovered Liu Bao who was attacking him with a bow and arrow under the banner. He hung up the gold-plated phoenix wings, pulled out the Jueying Baodiao bow with his left hand, and pulled out a three-edged penetrating armor awl with his right hand. The bow opened as if  At the full moon, arrows are as fast as meteors, and armor-piercing cones are heading straight for Liu Bao's throat

    Seeing a flash of cold light, Liu Bao was so frightened that he hurriedly lowered his head to avoid it. The three-sided penetrating awl that came with the strong wind instantly broke the hairpin on the top of Liu Bao's helmet. Without any remaining strength, he shot an arrow backwards and broke the black banner.  The flagpole of the flag, the handsome flag is the soul of an army. As soon as the flag fell, the surrounding Huns soldiers immediately became chaotic. Xiao Yi and others took the opportunity to pat their horses and continue to fight hard. Finally, they broke out of the encirclement and disappeared into the vast forest

    (Please recommend, please click. Please collect, thank you all!) (Remember this website address: www.hlnovel.com)The others took the opportunity to pat their horses and continued to fight hard. Finally, they broke out of the encirclement and disappeared into the vast forest

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