"Die!"

Captain Yan roared angrily when he saw this scene, and swung the last knife with all his strength. In his opinion, this knife would definitely kill the old man.

Chang Hantang, who had his back to Yan Zu, was about to fall to the ground. Unexpectedly, the tip of the spear suddenly emerged from his armpit and stabbed Yan Zu's chest fiercely from bottom to top.

The tip of the spear quickly enlarged in Captain Yan's suddenly horrified eyes, and then suddenly pierced his chest.

"Pfft!"

A mouthful of blood spurted out from Lieutenant Yan's mouth. He looked at the gun barrel exposed outside his body in disbelief. The tip of the gun had completely submerged into his body.

Lieutenant Yan Jun once again glanced at the old man opposite him with all his strength. His widened eyes were full of unwillingness, and finally he fell straight to the ground.

A nice flat return shot.

Kill the enemy with one strike!

"Cough cough cough~"

"Hu~hu~"

The old man coughed violently several times, his throat was a little sweet, his eyes were full of ferocity, and there was no trace of joy in killing the enemy.

Yes, he was old and could not compete with the younger and stronger young men, but Chang Hantang's marksmanship was not something he just boasted about.

The successive heads of the Chang family were all sent to the military for training. They had to go through brutal battlefield fighting, and it was definitely not a formality at the border.

There may be some clan leaders who are not so smart, and some whose conduct is not so upright, but without exception, their kung fu is good.

That's what they learned by risking their lives on the battlefield~

The old man holding a spear glanced at the battlefield and found that several layers of Yan troops had surrounded the outer perimeter of the battle circle. The relatively wide battle circle was completely surrounded, and the roar was loud.

"Kill, kill!"

"Chi chi chi~"

"Boom!"

"Fight them!"

There were even elite cavalry with silver lion flags on a black background rushing into the battlefield, trampling the chests of Ning's soldiers with their horses' hooves. The cavalry had a natural advantage over the infantry, and soldiers from the frontiers were constantly dying miserably in the crowd.

"Bang bang!"

"Pffffffffffff~"

"Chi chi chi~"

"Ahhhh~"

The men of the Chang family fell into a pool of blood one after another, and then were trampled by horses and men, and their bodies became a bloody mess.

The shrill wails could be heard endlessly.

Just seven or eight steps away from Chang Hantang, there was the body of a Chang family member. The old man couldn't even name him, he only knew that he was an ordinary collateral descendant of the Chang family.

Chang Hantang had just watched him fight fiercely with five Yan soldiers, and finally died from multiple gunshots. At the last moment of his life, the young man still waved the scimitar in his hand and took away one of the Yan soldiers.

life.

He was just a young man in his early twenties, even younger than his own grandson. He just lost his life on the battlefield. They should have had a bright future, a future with infinite possibilities.

There are countless such scenes.

Even though the battle reached such a brutal level, no one of the Chang family's frontier troops, who were surrounded by heavy siege, fled or surrendered.

The old man's eyes were red.

After a lifetime of fighting, this is undoubtedly the worst one and will also be the last.

"laugh!"

"hiss!"

There was a sound of gasping, and the old man subconsciously turned his head to look. His son Chang Jingzhe made an accident during the melee and was slashed on the thigh by Yan Jun. He was bleeding.

"Jingzhe!"

The old man roared angrily, rushed forward, and stabbed straight out with a spear.

The Yan soldier was so frightened that Chang Hantang rushed in front of him before he even had time to react. The sharp spear point sank directly into the chest of the enemy soldier, stabbing the Yan soldier to death with one shot.

"Pfft~"

"Father~"

Chang Jingzhe was trembling all over, looking at his father and smiling miserably.

Father and son looked at each other speechlessly.

Since you already knew you were going to die, there was nothing more to say.

"stand up!"

The old man used his arms to support his son's body. Chang Jingzhe blushed and stood up tremblingly. One father and son held a knife and the other held a gun, fighting side by side.

Chang Jingzhe's eyes were dazed for a while. He joined the army at a young age and experienced countless battles on the battlefield. There must have been hundreds of battles, no matter how big or small, but this seemed to be the first time in decades to fight side by side with his father.

"Da da da!"

The sound of horse hooves sounded, and another group of elite cavalry rushed into the battlefield. With the addition of this group of elite soldiers, many of the few Chang family cavalry troops fell.

The situation of Ning's army deteriorated rapidly, people were dying every moment, and there was no hope of victory. It was just a group of people who knew they would die fighting against Yan's army.

A cavalryman galloped forward, heading straight for Chang Hantang.

He probably thought that the two people supporting each other were some big shots, so they came here to earn military honors with great interest.

"kill!"

The father and son roared angrily and waved their weapons at the same time. Chang Hantang's spear pointed upward, threatening the cavalry's waist and abdomen, while Chang Jingzhe leaned over and swung his sword in perfect cooperation, heading straight for the horse's hooves.

I have to say that although it was the first time to fight side by side, the two of them had a natural understanding.

"Pfft!"

"thump!"

The slightly chipped scimitar in Chang Jingzhe's hand cut off the horse's hoof without any accident. The Yan pawn on the horse was caught off guard and was knocked to the ground, causing a cloud of dust to fly up.

"Ouch~"

"hiss!"

Before he could get up, the tip of Chang Hantang's spear floated over and stabbed him gently in the back, sending him flying to the west.

Although the Yan Qi was killed on the spot, the figures of the father and son who were standing next to each other were scattered to both sides by the war horses.

"Da da da~"

The Yan soldiers did not give them a chance to stand together again. The two Yan cavalry came fiercely, and one of them rushed towards the other.

Chang Hantang, who had long been exhausted, gritted his teeth and swung his spear with all his strength. However, the cavalry's saber was so powerful and heavy, and coupled with the huge impact brought by the horse's galloping forward, the saber just bounced off the barrel of the gun and slashed directly.

Over the old man's shoulders.

"Pfft pfft!"

"thump!"

The old man was accidentally knocked to the ground. As he struggled, blood continued to seep out of the armor.

"Cough cough cough!"

"Pfft!"

For the old man who had turned gray-haired, this knife almost cost him half his life.

Chang Jingzhe on the other side was a little better, and was not injured after the duel. But his eyes looked at his father full of anxiety and worry, because he saw another cavalryman behind him charging towards his father with a gun.

At this time, Chang Hantang had already stepped half into the gate of hell.

"Da da da~"

The sound of horse hooves seemed particularly terrifying and cold at this time, and every sound seemed to step on Chang Jingzhe's heart.

The old man seemed to be aware of the danger coming from behind, and struggled to stand up. However, the long period of fighting had exhausted Chang Hantang's physical strength, and every movement he made seemed extremely difficult.

The Yan Jun holding the spear had a fierce look in his eyes, his palms became harder and harder, and there was a sinister smile on his lips:
Chapter completed!