Soldier head.

White, red, and all kinds of things were mixed together, splashing in the crazy killing of the Taishan Army squad. Crying, wailing, and cursing never aroused any compassion on this battlefield. On the contrary, the more they screamed, the more excited they became.

The more you cry, the harder you cry.

This is what man is! What a beast!

Stepping on the corpses of Han soldiers, Li Gan continued to go deep. Suddenly, his eyes lit up and he saw a military official with a black ribbon. Okay! This is a great achievement.

This black-striped military officer was frightened by the stench and blood stains that filled the battlefield. He was none other than Jing Zhou, a powerful man from Rencheng who came out of the camp with Lu Qian.

The Jing family in Rencheng is also said to have a high reputation. It was originally the descendant of the aristocratic Jing family of Chu State, but unfortunately, among these powerful and powerful people, counting up, who is not a noble? So this so-called high reputation does not help Jing Zhou at all.

He still needs Lu Qian, the powerful figure in the country, to obey him.

But now, within this short distance, the great hero Lu Qian who Jing Zhou followed was not there. There was only himself and the bloody enemy soldier opposite.

His hem was a little wet, and the warm liquid dripped down his thighs. He looked at Li Gan in prayer and cried:

"I want to live! Really, as long as..."

An iron bone mixed with red and white liquid enlarged in front of his eyes, and then there was unprecedented pain. His eyes were black, but Jing Zhou was still conscious. He felt that his scalp was being pulled, and someone was picking off his scalp!

That's right, Li Gan still maintains their Shanyue hunting customs. He would only choose to scalp the truly important prey.

Jing Zhou was crying, blood flowing from the blown eye sockets, along the twisted bridge of his nose, and dripping onto the land of Pu River.

Jing Zhou became Li Gan’s treasure.

The sky was dark, and there was no longer any light, but the human fighting continued. Words like "lighting fire, torch," and so on were constantly being shouted out in the fields.

The Taishan troops lit piles of bonfires in the chariot formation. They went into action and wanted to annihilate this group of Han soldiers overnight.

Dian Wei and his guards successfully cut off the retreating comrades from the south of Rencheng State Soldiers. At this time, hundreds of Rencheng State Soldiers were blocked in this narrow chariot village, restless.

Dian Wei was about to continue fighting when his calf suddenly tightened. He looked down in confusion and saw that a Han soldier who had been stabbed through the abdomen with a big halberd was holding his calf tightly with both hands.

The soldier's hair was gray and he was seriously injured, but he still shouted, "thief, thief, thief."

Dian Wei sighed, and thrust his halberd downwards, piercing the man's head, and his hands were released from Dian Wei's feet.

Dian Wei paid no attention to this episode and continued to strangle the blocked Han soldiers with his guards who kept finishing their attacks.

Suddenly, he saw a strong white man with a military weapon stabbing a man through the throat with a dull iron spear.

When Dian Wei took a closer look at the man, he immediately glared and shouted loudly:

"You're so brave, you're really brave. Come and die."

It turns out that the scene just now was when Lu Qian stabbed Xu Xi, Dian Wei's general, with a single shot from his turning gun. Lu Qian pretended to retreat before, but in fact the iron spear was trailing behind him. When Xu Xi got angry and chased after him, Lu Qian

Qian turned around and raised his spear, and struck Xu Xi in the throat.

In this way, Zhao Chong was killed next, Xu Xi and Dian Wei's two generals died on the shore of Pu River.

They were not the first sacrifices of the Taishan Army, nor were they the last sacrifices. Zhang Chong must succeed, and his ideals must also be realized, because these are no longer his career alone, but are infused with the blood of all the sacrificed warriors.

Dian Wei's violent shouting made the cold night even more chilly. His eyes were blood red and he was running all the way. He looked at the white warrior with only one thought in his mind:
Chapter completed!