Chapter 470: A Heroic Soul Who Dies in a Hundred Battles
Before Gao Tingzhi could finish his voice, he had already waved his long sword full of blood and rushed over like a tiger going down the mountain. He directly poked the centurion who rushed in front and felt a heart-warming heart.
The remaining four hundred brothers, seeing this, were also infected by their own generals. They rushed up at the top of their throats, waving their weapons, and rushing forward with a completely desperate look."
"Run, even if you die, you will not be a coward without backbone..."
"Rare, kill, don't be a coward if you die, don't be a coward if you don't be a coward..."
More than 400 people, like more than 400 wolfs, led by Gao Tingzhi, a general who was like a tiger, did not fear life and death, and used the final action to fulfill the responsibility of a soldier and prove that he was not.
A coward!
They were desperate and first cut with swords. When the sword was broken, they used their fists. The fists were gone, and they used their teeth. At the moment when the teeth fell, they still did not give up. They also used their last strength to open their mouths full of blood.
The last roar of his mouth...
At this time, at the foot of the mountain, Yan Yun looked at the top of the dirt mountain with a serious expression and said, "Brother-in-law, why did the fighting stop? Will General Gao and the others already..."
Before Yan Yun finished speaking, Afeng was already as cold as frost and said, "Yan Yun, don't think about these things. As long as you kill Liang Cheng, General Gao and the others' blood will not flow in vain!"
Yan Yun nodded heavily. As soon as he heard the name Liang Cheng, he felt his blood start to boil. He tightly grasped the broken knife, and the blue veins in his hand were clearly visible.
"Brother-in-law, look, the man in white armor next to the carriage is Liang Cheng!" Yan Yun's pupils suddenly shrank, and a cold murderous intent flashed. He pointed ahead and bitten.
Teeth said coldly.
A Feng nodded slightly and said, "Now we are about 750 meters away from Liang Cheng. Further forward is the rebels' defense line. Everyone is alert and try not to make any noise and quietly come from
Go around the jungle and fight for one blow to kill."
At this time, Liang Cheng was surrounded by everyone, looking at the situation on the mountain.
A deputy general suddenly pointed to the front and said, "General, look, Chief Zhang Qianfu and his team are back with the head of the general. Congratulations to the general for his great victory!"
Liang Cheng narrowed his eyes, a cold smile flashed from the corner of his mouth, and muttered to himself: "Teacher, I see how you will fight with the students this time. Haha...haha..."
Before Liang Cheng's strange laughter had fallen, a commander was carrying a bloody head. The other commander and the centurion each held one leg or carried an arm, like a group of hair.
Like an epileptic wolf, he rushed over excitedly, like a dog trying to please his master, and asked for credit: "General, general, the Ming army has been wiped out, and the Ming general Gao Tingzhi has been successfully killed.
kill!"
"General Gao..."
Just as several commanders were immersed in the excitement of victory, a miserable scream suddenly came from a distance.
Originally, Afeng and Yan Yun planned to take the opportunity to touch Liang Cheng and accidentally killed Liang Cheng. However, just when Gao Tingzhi's bloody head was picked up, one of his former personal soldiers could not help but send out a miserable feeling.
Crying.
Hearing this, Liang Cheng's joy on his expression disappeared without a trace. He waved his sword and cut off the head of the commander who said he had already wiped out the Ming army on the mountain.
, roared angrily: "Kill them all for me, and you must not let a Ming army go!"
Seeing the rebels who were like high tide and sea water rushed over, Afeng wielded his black broken sword and suddenly jumped up, shouting anxiously: "No, I've been discovered. Yan Yun, please take your brothers away quickly!"
Before he finished speaking, Afeng swung his sword into the tide of rebels.
The black broken sword flew, like a wind that symbolized death, wherever it blows, there is a terrifying howl.
"Hurry, hurry, stop him, stop him..." Liang Cheng was scared by Lin Yu a few days ago, and then Yan Yun stabbed the chrysanthemum directly. Now he saw such a powerful master again, like the previous one.
When he rushed over with one sword twice, he was scared and shouted at the guards in a hurry.
Afeng suddenly waved the black broken knife, like a pig killing, stabbed into the belly of a thousand men, and used his body as a shield and rushed forward hard.
The screams of the thousand-man captain like a pig slaughtering sound spread among the rebels like a rising tide.
Seeing that the boy in black holding a knife was about to kill him. Liang Cheng was so angry that his whole body was trembling. Without saying a word, he turned over and wanted to escape from this place covered by death.
However, because the chrysanthemum was stabbed by Yan Yun, the injury was about to heal, and she was furious and bumped violently on the horse's back a few times. Therefore, without taking a few steps, she made a sound even more important than killing a pig.
A dozen times more miserable scream, the chrysanthemums bloomed in an instant and rolled down from the horse's back.
Seeing the momentum, Afeng raised the black and broken sword in the air and directly split the captain in half. Suddenly, the flesh and blood flew everywhere, scaring the others backwards.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Afeng jumped up and waved the black broken sword and slashed it down suddenly. A sharp shadow of the scimitar cut off the rebel flag with a sharp scimitar.
Yan Yun and others, who had not yet escaped from the dangerous place, saw that the rebel flag had been cut, suddenly turned around and raised the black broken knife and shouted loudly: "Rebel general Liang Cheng is dead, brothers and sisters
I will fight back together to avenge General Gao!”
"The thief Liang Cheng is dead, Liang Cheng is dead, Liang Cheng is dead..."
"Go back and avenge General Gao, and avenge General Gao..."
In an instant, the news that Liang Cheng was dead immediately spread among the rebels like a stone thrown into the calm lake.
The head coach is the leader of the three armies. When the two armies fight, the head coach plays a crucial role. If the head coach is killed by the enemy and the head flag has been cut down, then no matter how many people this army is, it will be a defeated scattered.
sand.
In an instant, nearly 100,000 rebels fled around like flying sand caused by the strong wind.
For a moment, all the weapons and armor were thrown all over the ground, and countless people died while trampling on each other.
So a dramatic scene appeared like this. The Ming army, which was originally chasing tens of thousands of rebels, is now in turn, chasing tens of thousands of rebels with three or four hundred people.
Liang Cheng got up from the ground and heard the shout of "The thief Liang Cheng is dead", and immediately raised his throat and shouted loudly: "Who said I am dead? I am still alive, don't you want it.
Don't fall into the Ming army's treacherous plan..."
Before his voice could be finished, his voice was completely submerged in the crowd of people fleeing everywhere. At this time, no one cared about the coach and rushed to run away.
Seeing this, several personal soldiers hurriedly stepped forward and helped Liang Cheng up and said, "General, General..."
When Afeng saw Liang Cheng's figure, he jumped, like a dragonfly, stepped on the panicked rebel head and flew straight towards him.
Seeing this, several personal soldiers hurriedly pulled out their weapons and shouted anxiously: "This place is dangerous, please protect the general and leave here!"
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!
Afeng waved three black broken swords in the air. In an instant, the three sword auras exploded in the crowd like sharp lightning. Liang Cheng's personal soldiers just pulled out their weapons and fell completely.
In the pool of blood.
"General, get on the horse quickly, get on the horse..." A chief guard of a personal guard led a horse and said anxiously.
However, before Liang Cheng could climb onto the horse's back, he fell to the ground hard because the chrysanthemums burst and bloomed.
Afeng sent away a few more soldiers with one knife, and walked straight towards Liang Cheng like a god of death.
Liang Cheng's expression was full of horror. He covered the blooming chrysanthemum with one hand, and supported his whole body with the other hand, slowly retreating, and said in a trembling voice.
: "What do you...you...want to do..."
A cold smile appeared on the corner of Afeng's mouth, raised the black broken knife slightly, and asked coldly, "What else can I do? Of course, I'm avenging General Gao and his brothers who died!
”
Before he could finish his words, the black broken knife suddenly raised, like a black lightning bolt, and directly attacked Liang Cheng's head.
Bang!
However, Liang Cheng's head did not burst like a ripe watermelon, but instead made a crisp sound of metal impact, and thousands of sparks fell.
According to Liang Cheng's martial arts, even if the chrysanthemum was not injured, she would definitely not be able to take A Feng's fatal blow.
Although the martial arts of several personal soldiers and guards around him were good, they were either killed by Afeng or scattered among the fleeing crowd. At this time, no one cared about him, the vanguard general.
It’s not Liang Cheng himself or his personal guard, so who would this uninvited guest be?
After glanced at the flying knife on the ground, Afeng's expression darkened in an instant. His eyes condensed into a layer of frost. He stared at the visitor tightly and shouted coldly: "Phantom flying knife, don't regret it!
”
The visitor was Jun Buhui, who was known as the best of swords and swords in the world. He had heard that Liang Cheng led his army to raid the 50,000 troops of Gao Tingzhi, the vanguard general of the Ming army, so he wanted to take advantage of this victory and make a concerted effort.
Take down Zhengzhou City.
However, when he arrived, he saw such a dramatic scene. It was obvious that he had an absolute advantage on his side, but he was chased by hundreds of Ming troops like pigs and dogs. Even the main general Liang Cheng was in a mess.
It fell to the ground, like fish on a knife board, at the slaughter of others.
Jun Buhui glanced at Liang Cheng with disdain and asked coldly at the remaining personal soldiers: "What are you still standing there? Why don't you support your general and organize the defeated army."
Several personal soldiers responded in fear, and hurriedly supported the chrysanthemum and were blown away. Liang Cheng, who was scared, walked quickly towards the distance.
"Brother Afeng, we're meeting again!" Jun Buhui said to Afeng with a cold smile on the corner of his mouth.
A Feng's expression was as cold as frost. This was not because he was worried about himself. With his current martial arts, there was only one Jun Buhui, and he really couldn't keep him. But although he could just leave, Yan Yun
What should I do with hundreds of other brothers?
The temporary advantage they had just gained was suddenly over Jun Buhui's face and disappeared. Not to mention the army of 100,000, even 100,000 ants, they could still be defeated in half a cup of tea.
These hundreds of people bite them, even half of them, are left...