"Protect Your Majesty"

"Uhhhhh"

The last ray of sunset fell into the horizon, and the lead-blue night covered all the sight like a tide. The shrill screams and the guards' shouts sounded in an instant. The old man pressed his broken arm, and blood gushed backwards. In the sky above him, an arm holding the sword was falling back.

"Severu!!"

The cloak shook open, Gongsun Zhi held the knife and slashed the blade. With a violent roar, several cavalrymen of the royal flag guards rushed over. A knight near him was also swinging weapons at the same time. The harsh metal and iron attacked, and a loud bang was blown up. One of the cavalry in the fur of wild beasts screamed loudly, and the rushing guards slashed out a sword as Gongsun Zhi.

It was dark, and Gongsun Zhi strangled the horse's head with a knife in one hand and turned slightly. A few strands of white hair floated down from the wolf velvet and almost touched his chin. When the horse's head turned, he slashed with his back. On the horse's back, the Roman fell down with his neck. At this time, several wolf cavalry rushed up and collided violently with the guards who had repelled back. In the dark fighting, someone stood in front of Gongsun Zhi and turned around and shouted: "Master, go back!"

At the same time, Gongsun Zhi waved his sword and pointed at the crowd of people gradually closing in front, shouting: "Severu is right in front, kill him."

The evening breeze was warm and soft, the hysterical screams, the sound of swords and soldiers collided, and the noise continued. A large number of Roman infantrymen noticed the Selius cavalry that had suddenly entered, and rushed towards this side. The battle line pulled out by the sprint of the wolf cavalry that rushed forward had stopped. At the end, the war horses lost the strength of the charge and fell into the quagmire. The cavalry wielded two scimitars slashed and slashed from left to right, and the astonishing will was incomprehensible.

But in the end, I can't rush.

Li Ke waved his mace and finally rushed up from behind, covered in blood, his arms and thigh armor was broken, and several wounds were still bleeding. The corners of his bloody mouth were wide open, and he pulled Gongsun Zhi's horse head: "Chief, calm down, it's dark now, we're rushing too much, and Wen Hou and other soldiers are out of touch with us."

"Severu is right in front! Not far away!" As the horse's hooves turned around, Gongsun Zhi waved his knife to split the spear that was stabbed. The blood slid down the corner of his eyes, turned his face, glared at Li Ke with a ferocious look, and then glanced around: "Where is Dian Wei? Where is Dian Wei?!"

Someone rushed over and was smashed by a mace. Li Ke pointed at the black figure behind and pushed the battle. The outline of the fight: "It's also behind. He rode his horse and urinated. The infantry battle was pushed forward, but now there is no one."

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Gongsun Zhi roared and looked at the place where only a few cavalry guards were still fighting. Seville could no longer see it. He gritted his teeth: "It's just a little bit, just a little bit... I'll do my best!!"

Going far away, the old man whose consciousness gradually blurred his mind looked at the sky without any hesitation, his lips trembled and he squeezed out the last sentence of today with difficulty: "Cut off the king's flag... cut off... create chaos, take me... back to Constantine..."

Two voices of anger and unwillingness sounded in different places, and then drowned in the chaotic fighting noise. The battlefield of more than 100,000 people was everywhere. The vast night was full of people and war horses galloping and shouting. Soon, torches of all sizes were lit up, and rockets rose to the sky, and the shadows of the crowds collapsed little by little with time.

When someone found that the king flag fell and disappeared in the middle formation, the greatest chaos broke out directly. As the first front line, the Macedonian Legion resisted the riots that came to attack, the front line was sunk in. Xianbei and Wuhuan cavalry rushed in sporadically. When they heard the king flag fell from behind, the infantry in the back formation of the entire legion retreated involuntarily. The front line that had lost support was also defeated like an avalanche half an hour later, and was then involved in the military front.

The failure in the front stage quickly caused a chain reaction between the two legions behind. On the periphery of more than 70,000 people, cavalrymen drilled through the surrounding lines. The opponent's archers touched the black and shot arrows inside, flying in the light of torches. Romans were everywhere. One or two people were shot and killed, injured and fell to the ground...

The figure was chaotic, the giant waved the iron halberd with one hand and grabbed the dead Romans with the other. When someone accidentally bumped into it, the body in his hand had already hit it. The sound of blood and flesh colliding, the man sprayed a mouthful of blood in the air and flew backwards. People and horses were fighting and running around. In front, a big-shouldered figure stumbled out of the crowd. Dian Wei slashed with a halberd with his back hand. The man almost squatted down with his iron helmet: "Lao Dian, his own people! His own people!"

The iron halberd stopped half an inch in the screaming face. The giant man rubbed the blood on his eyelids and saw who it was: "Pan Wushuang, aren't you in front? Why did you come here to kill me? Can you see the lord?"

"See what I do... I don't know how to kill here." The weapon slashed a person, and Pan Feng panted and leaned the axe on the ground, "I definitely don't know where the lord is."

He said with a certain tone, around, more and more Han cavalry and grassland cavalry rushed in through the numerous defeated soldiers. The pressure outside the entire Roman army formation was like a mountain hanging on its head, and the fall of the inner king flag accelerated the outbreak of defeat. Several cavalrymen of the Han Expeditionary Army attacked in different directions, making it difficult for them to deal with the head and tail.

At one moment, the army that had been compressed to the extreme exploded, and group of Roman soldiers ran wildly towards the surrounding fields. Outside, archers holding torches, wolf cavalry scouts, and Dayuan cavalry who were late to chase after them. When they encountered a large group of orderly Roman escape teams, they blew the wolf howls, gathered their companions around them, galloped in the night to hunt, peeling off the number of people in the opponent's team to a very small number, and then charged and massacred.

The formation of more than 70,000 people gradually became loose. Zhao Yun, Ma Chao and Lu Bu led their cavalry to pass through the gaps between the fleeing defeated soldiers and tacitly divided some of the Roman soldiers who were still resisting. The cavalry was intertwined like a torrent. The teams that could have formed a formation were chiseled through and then divided into pieces of different sizes. Without unified command, they could only fight each other. Soon after, they were wiped out by several cavalry flowing into circles. Blood, corpses, and scattered eagle flags spread out under the horse's hooves.

The wind blew across the field, and as the night fell, screaming and wailing continued.

...

In the same sky, under different nights, stars spread out a long silver river. Occasionally, seabirds cried in the sound of waves, and then flew up by the shrill screams. The frightened bird eyes looked ahead, and the docks of dozens of sea boats were arranged, and some people were chased and fell into the sea.

Behind the figure holding the knife, behind the dock, above the city was the red flames reflected. In the faint flames, the voices screamed shrillly, and the steps spread across the gravel-paved streets. Then the horse's hooves stepped down like raindrops, and rushed over from them very quickly. At the corner, a group of soldiers guarding the city, and they launched a charge without saying a word.

A heavy gun was waving in the crowd, tilting the opponent's hastily assembled formation. The heavy gun force broke the person's face from time to time. It was slightly lighter, and the sound of bone bursting came from his arms and thighs. On the buildings on the street, a brave civilian opened the window and looked at it, and then closed it again with a frightened sound.

On the street, there were corpses everywhere. Sun Ce raised his heavy gun and pointed it in a certain direction in front of him, and issued an order to the cavalry behind him. After a moment, someone came over from behind: "Lord, the Central Guards discovered a place, let Bei Zhi invite you to come."

"There are very few people who are interested in Gongjin..." Sun Ce smiled and threw the big gun to the knight, allowing him to walk forward all the way. The fire in the city was not very big. It was just that when attacking the city at night, he used a few fires. At this time, the streets were bright. Occasionally, chaos soldiers rushed out and were killed by the cavalry around him.

An hour later, after walking through several blocks, he saw hundreds of Jingzhou infantry patrolling nearby. Not far away, the veteran Huang Zhong took off his helmet and was thinking about a sculpture of a god. When he saw Sun Ce and others coming over, he bowed and said, "The General of the Rebellion is here, the Central Guard is there."
Chapter completed!