Santengzi had lost himself in the fighting. Even though he was hit by several knives, the knife in his hand did not feel defeated, while Ergouzi followed tremblingly not far behind Santengzi, giving those who had not yet
When a dead enemy strikes with a knife, his face turns pale, as if he himself is dead.
Screams came one after another in the camp.
With the addition of the Jingqi, although it cannot exert its power 100% in the camp, it can still face these camp guards with low combat power with ease.
Generally speaking, when there is no advantage in numbers, Tiger Hill Castle has a more obvious strength advantage, but this does not allow those who rush into the camp to take advantage.
Chen Mo wandered around the camp and did not directly participate in the main battlefield. He specifically picked up some pawns who had lost their will to fight and helped them escape from this sea of misery.
Sanbengzi could no longer hold the knife with one hand, so he held the knife with both hands. Another enemy fell under his Zhanma knife, which was already dyed red. He pulled out the long knife. He didn't know whether it was due to congestion and excitement or because it was dyed red by the enemy.
His eyes continued to look for anyone who was still alive and kicking here.
But it was already nearing the end of the battle, and the camp was filled with corpses lying in various directions, and blood flowed into rivers. Under this hot summer day, the smell of blood was choking.
Sanbengzi's already red eyes saw a man following him not far behind him with a knife, as if he was waiting for an opportunity to kill the horse. As soon as he raised the knife, he rushed towards the man.
"Stop it, Sanbengzi!"
The corps commander yelled from the side.
Er Gouzi, who was following San Bengzi, looked at San Bengzi with a knife drawn at him in horror. His legs trembled in fright at his ferocious cheek. He, who didn't have much strength to begin with, sat down on the ground.
"Sanbengzi, it's me!"
At this time, there was no distinction between friend and foe in San Bengzi's eyes. There was only the pleasure of the enemy screaming when they died under his own knife, some of the heads that could be exchanged for military exploits, and some of the pungent but exciting blood.
taste.
The knife in his hand drew a wonderful arc, moving towards Er Gouzi's neck. No matter how sternly the captain stopped him, or how miserable Er Gouzi begged, the knife in his hand had no intention of slowing down.
Five feet.
San Bengzi's face became even more sad.
Three feet.
Er Gouzi's face was ashen, and he had only one thought in his mind, go to hell with his good brother. The captain pulled out the knife that had been stabbed on the enemy's corpse, and wanted to rescue him, but it was too late.
One foot.
A figure rushed to San Bengzi's side. In Er Gouzi's surprised eyes, he kicked San Bengzi's abdomen with a sweeping kick. The force was so strong that the dull sound was like thunder in Er Gouzi's ears.
There was a sound, and then I saw Sanbengzi suddenly flying backwards, rolling around on the blood-stained ground for a few times, and then stopped, letting Hou get up in embarrassment.
"Uh~"
After spitting out a mouthful of blood, San Bengzi, who had been beaten without remembering the pain, once again raised the knife that he had never let go of. Looking at Chen Mo who appeared in front of Er Gouzi, he roared and rushed forward as if he were charging to kill the enemy.
"Be careful with the boring gourd."
Er Gouzi reminded Chen Mo from behind, seeming to have forgotten that it was Chen Mo who pulled him back from the gate of hell just now.
Chen walked forward with an expressionless face, the knife in his hand met his horse-killing knife, and then he pulled and spun it, and with a sudden force, the weapon in his hand flew out, and then the blade in Chen Mo's hand turned
, slashed at Sanbengzi with the back of the knife, and once again beat Sanbengzi into cooked shrimps. Before he could fly out, Chen Mo grabbed his collar, twisted his body, and swung him in mid-air.
It formed a semicircle and hit the ground directly, causing dust to fly.
The sun shines through the dust that has not yet dissipated, and shines on San Bengzi's blood-stained face. The redness in his eyes gradually fades away, restoring a trace of clarity.
Santengzi didn't know what happened to him. He just felt that he had killed several enemies. Just when he was about to kill the last enemy, a stronger enemy appeared and beat him severely.
His internal organs were about to vomit out.
He lay on the ground, and after a while, he saw a dignified figure in the dusty sky, looking down at him.
"Wu, Captain." Santengzi looked at the familiar face and said with difficulty.
There was a "pop" sound, and the captain's rough hands gave him a big mouth: "You are so fucking frustrated and crazy, do you know that?"
"ha?"
"Just a little bit, you almost chopped Ergouzi into a dead dog. Stop pretending to be dead and get up quickly." Wu Zhang angrily kicked Sanbengzi who was lying on the ground.
"It hurts, it hurts."
At this time, Er Gouzi rolled and crawled to San Bengzi and stretched out. He didn't know where the strength came from. He grabbed his clothes with both hands and shook him hard while shouting at him with anger and grievance on his face:
"You idiot, I treat you as a brother, but you actually want to chop off my head. I didn't die under the enemy's thousands of arrows, nor did I die among the adults' random knives. I almost died.
Brothers who have lived under the same roof for several years, you, you disappoint me so much, ahhhhhhh."
At the end of the sentence, Ergouzi shook even harder.
"Stop, stop, stop, aren't you dead?" Santengzi's mind was still a little confused, and some things he remembered were confusing. He looked at his good brother who had runny noses and tears. He was about to say something, but
I smelled the smell of urine among the blood, and when I glanced down, I saw that Er Gouzi's crotch was wet.
"Did you fucking wet your pants?"
Ergouzi was stunned for a moment. It would have been better if he didn't mention this. Once he mentioned this, he became even more angry and shook even more violently, as if his soul was being shaken out.
"I think you have the nerve to mention it. It's not all because of you being so heartless. You're a cheater, you're a repayer of kindness..."
The corps commander ignored the two of them making trouble and walked to Chen Mo's side. The battle was coming to an end at this time, and it was frightening that there were heavy casualties.
"What a skill." I don't know if the corps commander's words were a compliment or had a deeper meaning.
"Excellent."
"So what should we do next?" The commander's words were ambiguous. Chen Mo's strength showed that he was afraid of him. He walked around the edge of the battlefield casually and decisively. He had seen it before.
Chen Mo's attacks were quick, accurate and ruthless, without any sloppiness.
"You are the corps commander, and we are all your people." Chen Mo looked up at the sky, the sun was beginning to set. "The enemy's reinforcements are coming soon, how long do you plan to fight with them?"
"Are you someone sent from above?" The corps commander thought of a possibility, but he couldn't figure out what the meaning of sending someone from above was.
"Don't think about it. I really came here to do some military exploits to redeem my freedom." Chen Mo shook off the blood on the blade and put it back into the scabbard. His movements were smooth and smooth. In the eyes of the captain, he was a
A master of swordsmanship.
"However, this place is obviously a dead place. The purpose of making such a big noise is to attract more nearby enemies, and then you have to use all your lives to delay it as long as you can. You are doing it for a certain team or a certain team.
cover."
"You have a lot of military experience. You are only sixteen or seventeen years old now. How many battles have you fought in?" The captain did not wait for Chen Mo to answer. He also knew that this incomprehensible guy would most likely not tell him.
"You shouldn't come here. No, you are unfortunate enough to be here. If you were assigned to other places, you might actually become a strong general, but now you can't go anywhere, regardless of whether you can escape me and
Those elite knights, even if you escape back, you will become a deserter, contrary to your original intention, you will still be a prisoner, and a very noticeable prisoner."
"So, let's die heroically here."
Chen Mo smiled and said nothing. He didn't care about the righteousness he said. But he was right. He couldn't just go back. He couldn't bear a wanted charge. Otherwise, it would be difficult to move forward and other people would be hurt. He had to go back.
Find Yan Yu.
"So you know what to do."
After the captain finished speaking, he turned and left.
"Is this country really worth your life for?" Chen Mo asked mindlessly.
The team leader stopped and said slowly: "It's not whether it's worth it or not, it's what you have to do. You are still young. If you don't understand now, you will understand later."
As soon as the captain left, Er Gouzi and San Bengzi helped each other to come to Chen Mo and looked at him carefully, as if they had just met him.
"Menghulu, those few blows just now were really overbearing. It was so uninteresting to hide them so deeply." Ergouzi said with a sigh. He who peed his pants now did not feel embarrassed at all in front of Chen Mo.
Chen Mo looked at him, then at Sanbengzi, and said, "You have to be careful in the future."
"I promise there won't be a next time." Santengzi patted his chest. Now that he had completely remembered what happened before, he was a little scared and confused. "Why did I do that?"
"Greedy." Chen Mo only said one word.
Santengzi scratched his head, seeming to understand, but not seeming to understand.
Ergouzi ignored this, looked around and said, "Have we won the battle?"
"It's just the beginning." Chen Mo said lightly.
On the other side, the corps commander was counting the number of people, and the situation was not optimistic. It could be said to be very miserable. One hundred and forty-two people came out, and now there are less than forty people left.
"Commander, we won the battle, can we go back and take credit?" someone said excitedly. In their understanding, they came out to destroy this stronghold. Now that they are awake, they can go back with the loot and military exploits.
, go back further south, there is no need to stay in that damn Tiger Hill Fort.
"Application of credit?" The corps commander smiled helplessly and looked into the distance. Enemy reinforcements had already appeared there, and they were really riding towards them on horseback.
There is definitely some merit, but we can no longer enjoy it.