At the critical moment, Corn quickly used his right hand to take off a throwing ax from his waist, and then hesitated instinctively in the midst of the flash of lightning.
Mainly because he is now faced with a rather troublesome choice:
If he greeted him with a flying ax, he might be able to cut the leather rope holding the stirrup up and get rid of the embarrassing situation of being dragged along.
Then he rolled on the spot, maybe he could avoid the Huns' attack and the trampling of many horses' hooves.
It's a pity that he quickly realized that the above probability is too small, and it is probably still possible compared to the five million in the modern plane.
"Damn it! Even if I die, I will take one more with me before I die."
With such a simple idea, Corn used his unicorn arm, which he had been single for many years and had been playing with for a long time, to throw the flying ax at the Hun who was charging towards him on horseback.
The flying ax that spins out has pretty good accuracy.
An instant later, the Hun was hit in the neck with an axe, and his throat was cut cleanly, causing him to cover his neck with both hands in horror.
Before losing consciousness, he faintly heard someone calling his name.
But more or less, there is always a little hope of survival.
Gritting his teeth, the soldier followed Hu Biao and rushed towards the next group of enemies without any hesitation.
Because of the severe pain from his fingers to his heart, he screamed out.
But bright red blood still flowed out from between his fingers.
He used his good left hand to pull out a spare long knife from the saddle.
Maybe there will be a greater probability that you will be lucky enough to survive.
Instinctively, he planned to do something.
And before Corn died, he didn't know that if he was a little bit late, even if he fell off the horse within four or five seconds at night.
He adjusted the horse's head slightly, hoping to get a little closer and then cut off the leather rope of the stirrup that was blocking the soles of Corn's feet, so that Corn could escape from being dragged away.
Fortunately, he had already followed Hu Biao and rushed out of the Aries King's enemy formation, and was not killed by his opponent.
It turned out that unknowingly, they had already killed the group of Huns led by King Aries.
Under the mixed emotions of helplessness and pain, the soldier shouted out the name of Corn.
Among them, Yangyao is a bus driver in his thirties.
Or if it falls, you can replace it with another one.
But having also defeated the enemy, he couldn't help but look back at the first moment, and immediately discovered that at least 300 of his own side were lying on the ground.
Each of them has three or more of these on their horses, mainly to prevent the blades from being cut during long battles.
In order to achieve this goal, Hu Biao and the others killed three netizens, Duizheng, Maize, and Yao, and stole 9 bald elites and 47 war slaves.
But they don't know about this kind of thing, and it doesn't seem to have anything to do with it.
He howled loudly: "Warriors, chase after me and kill them all~"
Behind them, King Aries and his men were preparing to turn around in a hurry, like a gambler who lost his sights, unable to care about his men's shocking losses.
However, because the surrounding environment was too chaotic, with all kinds of screams, the sound of horse hooves, and the sounds of clashing weapons mixed together, he couldn't hear who it was at all...
However, by the time they successfully turned their horses' heads, the distance between the two sides had widened considerably; it would probably take some time for them to catch up with Hu Biao and others.
But when he chopped down another opponent, he let out a scream of extreme pain.
He braved another dense wave of arrows and crashed into the Huns' team under King Zhelan.
The huge loss, which amounted to almost half of the casualties, almost caused him to lose a mouthful of blood and fall off his horse.
He held a Tang Heng Dao in his hand and raised it with his forehand and backhand again, knocking a Huns off his horse.
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The person who called out Corn's name just now was of course his teammate on the left side. This time he summoned another rookie, Wu Zu, the boss of Hardware.
Because King Aries, who initially brought all his young men and more than 800 men to fight, did not die in the hedging battle just now.
In that short period of time before fighting the new group of Huns.
Therefore, Wu Zu, the owner of the small hardware store, could only watch the Tang Hengdao, which was still clinging to his three fingers, fall to the ground.
Because in his eyes, there is only one Hun envoy in the Golden Wolf Army, separated by two groups of Huns a mile away.
However, it was a pity that before the soldiers could rush over and cut off the leather rope with a knife, a Huns had already slashed at him with a straight knife.
Lang Qing instead used some steel wire to make a pair of steel gloves that looked like chainmail.
While allowing his opponent to hit his helmet with a knife, he raised the knife with his backhand and cut off the opponent's arm holding a straight knife.
The problem was that it wasn't until I started trying to make it that I realized that not only was this thing incredibly difficult to process, but it was impossible to process it in time.
This guy, who had a habit of speaking loudly, was struck sharply with a bronze peck, and was nailed directly into his face.
In the next second, the Huns fell off their horses and killed them before they could wait.
Of course, Hu Biao and the others didn't know that the leader of this rival group was the Aries King who went to war with all his warriors at all costs for the sake of a powerful position.
Even after the leather rope is cut off, the fate of the corn lying on the ground is almost a narrow escape, and there is a high possibility of being trampled to death by a horse.
In fact, the moment Corn fell off his horse and was dragged away by the horse because his feet were stuck, the soldiers saw all this.
There was no way around it. Although the armor on his hand, which cost more than 6,000 yuan, had excellent protective capabilities, it was basically useless against the movement of his palms and fingers.
Corn clearly heard the crisp sound of the bones of his nose breaking when he was stepped on by a horseshoe without a horseshoe.
Because at the moment when the corn was trampled to death, Hu Biao and Ban Chao, who were taking the lead a few horses ahead of him, suddenly found that their vision was empty.
"Keep rushing~" After shouting this sentence.
In desperation, the soldier had to lower his head.
Among the Huns, he was just a village-level leader.
At that time, he didn't even scream, he was killed on the spot, and then his whole body fell to the ground.
Just shouting, naturally, could not vent the huge anger in his heart. With huge anger, the warriors continued to rush past after the old birds in front.
I don’t know whether such a result is lucky or unlucky compared to Corn and Team Leader who were trampled to death.
Regarding the above, such a pretty good exchange ratio, Hu Biao knew nothing at all, and at that time, he had no intention of looking back.
No one else! He was holding Tang Hengdao's right hand, and was stabbed by his opponent without any chance. Three fingers were cut off immediately, and he couldn't even hold the knife.
When he tried to save people again, he saw a horse's hoof trampling on the corn.
But now the soldiers understand that they may not have the chance to replace all these knives.
But so what, it doesn't matter if he is not used to using a knife with his left hand, as long as he still has breath, he will continue to fight.
With such a belief, he roared like a wild beast in his mouth, "Ah~", and rushed into the next wave of Huns cavalry against the dense rain of arrows.
Using his unaccustomed left hand, he swung the sword and slashed at his opponent...
