Before Zhu Biao could finish his words, there was a huge sound of bow strings, which was the sound of hundreds of big bows firing at the same time. The ruthless rain of arrows swept over the twelve warriors, and ten of them were inserted into each of them. The above feathered arrows were like arrow targets. With reluctance and regret, they all fell down and died heroically.
Xu Kui was inexplicably sad and angry, and shouted at Zhu Biao: "Brother Biao, Brother Biao!"
Zhu Biao's entire chest and front of his body were hit by at least fifteen arrows. At this moment, he had fallen to the ground, with blood on the corner of his mouth. With only his last breath left, he turned his head with difficulty and looked. Holding Xu Kuizhi, he said with difficulty with the last bit of strength: "Quick, hurry up, let's go."
Thirty steps away, Murong Ping roared loudly, galloped his horse to help, and rushed straight to the stunned Xu Kui in the car, shouting sternly: "Zhu Lingshi, take your life!"
Behind him, the hundreds of Yan Army knights who had just finished shooting their bows and arrows also put away their big bows, followed Murong Ping, and rushed towards Zhu Lingshi. Everyone gritted their teeth and waved the weapons in their hands. , I wish I could cut the enemy general in the opposite chariot to pieces, smash his bones and scatter his bones into ashes, just to vent the hatred in my heart for so many brothers and sisters who died in the battle today!
Xu Kuizhi gritted his teeth, and a surge of hatred surged into his heart. Even an hour ago, when this scholar saw so many ferocious enemy troops rushing toward him, he would have been so frightened that he would pee and run away. However, this cruel battle has trained this young man into a strong warrior. Zhu Biao and Liu Shitong have known each other for only half an hour, but they have become brothers of life and death. The faces and faces of Zhu Biao and Liu Shitong emerged in front of his eyes. He is now There was only one thought in his mind: kill Murong Ping and avenge his brothers who died in the battle.
Xu Kuizhi stared at Murong Ping, who was rushing toward him at high speed. The halberd in his hand was more stable than ever before, and the tip of the halberd was always pointed at Murong Ping himself. In the past, he could not clearly see the movements of the people on the horses running at full speed, but This time, he could see clearly that Murong Ping's halberd was heading straight for his head, but he did not dodge. He was able to kill him with this halberd at the same time as he was being stabbed to death. As long as he stabs Murong Ping, he will have tried his best and die without any regrets!
Murong Ping's eyes widened, but his speed did not slow down at all. Amidst Xu Kuizhi's roar, Murong Ping's horse quickly passed by Xu Kuizhi's chariot. The big halberd rushed directly with the sound of wind. He came towards Murong Ping's chest, and Murong Ping also made a choice in an instant. He loosened his right hand suddenly, and the riding saddle clamped under his ribs immediately fell to the ground, and his whole body leaned back, completely lying on the horse's back. He could even see the halberd passing through the tip of his nose. The cold smell of fine steel filled his entire brain, and his newly freed right hand grabbed the halberd shaft like lightning.
Xu Kuizhi only felt a huge force coming from the halberd pole, taking him into the air and flying in the sky. Less than two steps away, Murong Ping's cold eyes were looking at him. He was very He wanted to do something, even wanted to open his mouth and bite Murong Ping's damn face.
But as soon as Xu Kuizhi opened his mouth, he felt like he had fallen from the air to the ground. He felt a sharp pain on his back, and his butt felt like it had been cut with a knife, splitting into eight pieces from two halves. He instinctively wanted to use his hands
When he touched his butt, the pain was so painful that he almost shed tears. The feeling that all the bones in his body were almost broken was such a painful realization. For the first time in his life, Xu Kuizhi felt it.
A smell of horse entered Xu Kuizhi's nose, and the daylight suddenly became dark. Murong Ping's fleshy, hateful face appeared in front of Xu Kuizhi, and a thin blood stain appeared on his face.
His right cheek was beating, only half an inch away from scratching his eye. A bloody spear point was pressed against his chest, and Murong Ping's cold words reached his ears.
Medium: "Who are you?"
Xu Kuizhi gritted his teeth and said bitterly: "Kill if you want, I, Zhu Lingshi, will never blink an eye!"
Murong Ping raised his lips in disdain: "With your martial arts skills, how could you be Zhu Lingshi? Tell me, who are you?! I'll give you a happy death!"
Xu Kuizhi coughed twice with difficulty, and there was a sharp pain in his internal organs. He said loudly: "I am Xu Kuizhi, a soldier in the Beifu Army. I only hate that I am not good at learning and can't kill you evil thief. Murong Ping, don't be proud.
There must be Beifu soldiers like me who want to avenge me, so go ahead!"
Murong Ping touched the blood line on the right side of his face, and the flesh on his face was beating lightly. He murmured to himself: "Damn, a middle-aged soldier joined the army, a small civil servant, actually hurt me.
Murong Ping!"
On one side, a muscular warrior with a knotted beard walked up. He was the leader of Murong Ping's rear army, Yu Wenshimin. He whispered: "Brother Ping, this guy is a Xibei guy. Zhu Lingshi must have run away long ago."
, leaving him here to die, should we continue to pursue him?"
Murong Ping shook his head and sighed: "I'm afraid we have fallen into a trap. These chariots were used by the Jin army to lure the enemy. We are in a bad situation now and have to retreat quickly, but..."
When he said this, murderous intent flashed in his eyes. He looked at Xu Kuizhi on the ground. Chang Shan leaned forward slightly, and a blood arrow spurted out from Xu Kuizhi's chest. The pain was so painful that he almost shouted because he could clearly feel it.
He felt the pain of the blade piercing his ribs, and this pain became more and more intense as Murong Ping rotated his wrist, causing the blade tip to repeatedly rub against his sternum.
Murong Ping said in a deep voice: "Boy, tell me quickly, where is Zhu Lingshi and how many troops he still has. If you tell me, I will let you die happily. Otherwise, I will definitely dig open your chest inch by inch."
I will pick out your liver and intestines from your belly and let you be reincarnated as a ghost in your next life. You will never forget this feeling!"
Xu Kuizhi suddenly laughed loudly, even though this burst of laughter made him hear the terrible "click" sound of his ribs being pierced. Murong Ping's expression changed, and he pulled back two inches.
Roaring: "Do you want to die now?"
Xu Kuizhi gasped and laughed: "I'm telling you, Brother Shitou is killing your whole family in the city now, hahahaha!"
Murong Ping was so angry that he raised his horse and shouted: "I'll kill you!"
However, when he raised his hand, he felt a cold light in front of his face. He turned his head instinctively and felt a sharp pain on the left side of his face. It must have been the result of an arrow scratching his cheek. Yuwen Shimin beside him vomited blood and fell to the ground.
There were figures in the smoke about thirty steps away, and a steady voice echoed in his ears: "I am Zhu Lingshi, and I am here to deal with you!"
This chapter has been completed!