Chapter 427: There are times when heroes are powerless
Zhu Chaoshi straightened up with difficulty, coughed violently, and said while coughing: "Master, I, I am fine, I can still, I can still fight."
Liu Yu gritted his teeth, tears glistening in his eyes. He glanced in the direction of the governor's office in the city. The fire was already reaching the sky. More and more Qin troops were climbing up the city. In the direction of the east gate, looking from a distance, the city
The door has been opened, and countless Qin army infantry have rushed into the city. Liu Yu sighed: "We can't hold it anymore, Ling Shi, Chao Shi, now you listen carefully, as I said before, go to your house as soon as possible
, open the tunnel entrance and prepare to evacuate."
Zhu Lingshi cried: "No, Master, we don't want you to leave, please come with us."
Liu Yu shook his head, stood up, and jumped off the city tower directly. His voice came from under the city wall: "Go quickly, this is an order. If Lord Mu and General Xu don't come within half an hour, you will have to do it yourself."
Run for your life, remember, half an hour!"
Fires were blazing into the sky, and the city was filled with deserters and civilians from various cities running around. At this time, the city had fallen, and any restraint of military discipline no longer existed. The Shouchun defenders, who had lost their fighting spirit and fighting spirit, seemed to have no head.
Like flies, many people were desperately trying to take off their clothes and armor. In this winter night, they were bare-chested and wearing only a pair of trousers, and they hid in the water tanks and cellars of the houses with open doors.
What's more, many people jumped from the top of the city in despair, trying to break out, but no one could make it a hundred steps without being overtaken by the swarming Qin army's pursuers or assassinated on the ground.
, or tied up, and more people didn't even have a chance to run and broke their legs directly. After all, not everyone has Liu Yu's skills.
Liu Yu was alone, holding his long knife upside down, running around in this city where ice and fire intertwined. His helmet had already fallen into nowhere, and blood was pouring out from three or four arrow wounds on his body.
Where he hit the rocket, the smell of burnt barbecue penetrated his nose clearly. From the extremely wild fighting state just now to the current running state, he suddenly felt that his strength was increasing bit by bit.
The ground passed by, but the pain in my body was gnawing at my heart.
The proud roars of Xianbei and Di language echoed in the city walls everywhere, in the streets and gates outside Shouchun City, and many voices begging for mercy and letting go of war in Shouchun dialect also rang out.
, the morale of the army has been lost. If even Liu Yu, the defender at the top of the city, is no longer there, and if even the last fortress of the governor's mansion is on fire, then who else will make unnecessary sacrifices?
Liu Yu's face was already wet. He didn't know whether it was his own tears or the blood splashed on his face by the enemy. Today, he has experienced an unprecedented setback in his life, even more than when he joined the army a few years ago.
The time Diao Xie was hung up and beaten, after all, this time he harmed not only his own future, but also the lives of thousands of people.
But now Liu Yu has no time to think about this. His eyelids are getting heavier and heavier, and there is only one thought that supports his body to move forward: to find Murong Nan, Xu Yuanxi, and Hu Wenshou, and rescue them from the city. Maybe, this
This is the last thing I can do for this city and Dajin.
A sound of weapons clashing entered Liu Yu's ears, followed by a sound of curses mixed in Xianbei, Chinese and Di languages: "Go to hell, ah!"
Liu Yu's spirit lifted. He clearly heard Xu Yuanlang's roar. He was fighting. Yes, this warrior was resisting. His presence meant that the Governor's Mansion had not fallen yet!
Liu Yu quickened his pace, walking as fast as flying. The reflections of the houses jumped quickly behind him. Several black figures rushed towards him from the alley, clearly speaking Xianbei dialect. Liu Yu's footsteps did not pause at all, like a whirlwind.
Flashing through the gap between these people, the Bailiansu iron sword was swung across his waist and turned. The three Xianbei killers immediately stopped in place. When Liu Yu's body ran more than ten steps away from them,
After that, the upper half of the three people's bodies began to slip from their waists, and blood and internal organs flowed out violently. They were cut in two and killed three times in a row!
But Liu Yu didn't have time to glance at the masterpiece behind him. He looked like a tiger descending from the mountain and jumped out of the alley. Suddenly, he saw more than 20 Jin army sergeants, covered in blood, being beaten by hundreds of soldiers.
The agile Qin soldiers in black soft armor were surrounded in the middle, but Xu Yuanlang could no longer stand upright, so he stood with his spear, holding himself up so as not to fall.
Liu Yu roared: "Building Master Xu, I'm here to save you!"
He was about to rush out in one stride, but suddenly he realized that something was wrong. There was a sound of breaking through the air. The reaction he had trained over the years made him instinctively jump and roll to the side. He could only hear the tinkling sound.
Where he stood just now, more than ten arrows had already been inserted, and the tail feathers were still shaking gently.
Liu Yu's expression changed and he raised his head in response. On the roof of the Governor's Mansion, he saw Yang Qiuzheng standing with a dozen of his men who had been captured a few days ago, holding a bow. The tip of the arrow was cold and pointed at him tightly, without firing.
Yang Qiu had a sarcastic smile on his face: "Liu Yu, don't you know how to plot to harm others? How about, how do you feel about falling into a trap this time?"
Liu Yu almost spit out a mouthful of old blood, his eyes were on fire: "You traitors, how did you escape??!"
Xu Yuanlang said weakly: "Liu Yu, there is a traitor, Hu Changshou, Hu Changshou, he is!"
An arrow flew towards Xu Yuanlang's throat. A bloody hole opened in his throat. The arrow came so fast that even Liu Yu might not be able to dodge it, let alone being seriously injured and exhausted now.
Xu Yuanlang died. He stretched out his hand and grabbed it feebly in the air. He finally fell to the ground. His eyes were wide open, but he died of breathlessness. The more than 20 tribesmen behind him screamed, and they all drew out their weapons and wanted to attack.
They tried their best to fight the flying dragon killers surrounding them, but they were shot by the archers all around. They couldn't even take three steps before they were all hit by arrows and died.
Liu Yu's eyes almost burst out of their sockets. Among the defenders of Shouchun City, the one who had spent the longest time with him was Xu Yuanlang. Although it had only been a few months, this cheerful and simple soldier had been
He was regarded as a comrade, and he died in front of his eyes like this, but he was too late to save his life. Why didn't Liu Yu feel heartbroken?
Murong Lin strolled out, the bowstring in his hand still vibrating gently. Behind him, Xu Yuanxi had already been tied up with a piece of cloth stuffed in his mouth, and was held hostage by several Xianbei soldiers, while Murong Nong attacked
Dressed in black, there is a flying dragon on the chest, teeth and claws dancing, long hair tied up on top of the head, dancing in the wind at night.
Murong Lin walked up to Xu Yuanlang, bent down, and gently closed his eyes: "Building Master Xu, I know you will not surrender. Are you satisfied with this ending?!"
