Situ Zhengcheng did not know that he had missed an opportunity to make an immortal contribution.
He remembered His Highness the King of Han's instructions, and remembered every word clearly. But unfortunately, there was only one chance. He didn't know that with such a little hesitation, he let go of the opportunity to solve the siege of Cangzhou as quickly as possible. The King of Han
His Highness said that if anyone is sitting on that stone bench to rest, he must be the enemy's general. If he kills him with a single blow, the battle will be won.
Liu Ling was not a god, so he could not have guessed that Yelu Ji would disguise himself as a soldier and follow Yelu Yanqi. Liu Ling had not thought that Yelu Ji would personally lead his army to ambush the Han army heading north, but the Khitans only came
There were 50,000 cavalry, and it was impossible for the secret spies of the Supervisory Council to recognize at a glance among the tens of thousands of people the king of Daliao's southern palace, Yeluji, who was disguised as a soldier. When Yeluji was sitting on the stone bench, Situ Zhengcheng sent
He took action without holding back at all. Later he saw clearly that the man sitting on the stone bench was just an ordinary Khitan warrior, and his movements stopped abruptly. If, in the future, Situ Zhengcheng knew that he had missed such a big event
If given the chance, I might regret it and not be able to eat.
At the moment when Situ Zhengcheng killed Yelu Yanqi with a sword, hundreds of Liu Ling's soldiers who were ambushing by the lake began to show off their power. They used exquisite and lightweight Shenhou Repeating Crossbows, which could fire ten crossbow arrows at a time. Like this
Due to the complex production and limited materials, the repeated crossbows were only equipped by Liu Ling's personal soldiers in addition to the Overwatch Council's Tiqi. Although there were only more than a hundred people and more than a hundred Shenhou repeating crossbows, such a sudden blow had an effect.
It is obvious.
Liu Ling's soldiers stood on the tree and kept firing their rifles. The crossbow arrows accurately hit the Khitan wolf knights who were resting under the tree with a whizzing sound. One by one, the Khitan warriors rushed towards them without even having time to cry out.
On the ground, the sudden change caused the Khitan people to fall into a panic. The aftershock after the fire had not dissipated, and they suddenly encountered an enemy ambush. This made their already hanging hearts almost fall out of their chests.
jump out.
The generals of the Khitan Wolf Cavalry shouted loudly, asking their soldiers to fight back. However, at this time, they suddenly discovered that the Khitan soldiers who were drawing water to wash their faces by the lake fell down one by one, crying and twitching on the ground. The poison in the lake water
It is very strong, very strong, and can poison people's internal organs and intestines. This is the so-called intestinal poison. Those monsters in the Fifth Division of the Control Council have research results on poisons that are better than firearms.
Yeluji dodged Situ Zhengcheng's knife and rolled to the side. His handwriting quickly rushed over and stopped Situ Zhengcheng. He separated some people to protect Yeluji and jumped on the horse in a hurry, heading towards the north in embarrassment.
Escaped. Yeluji really couldn't imagine why the Han army would ambush here. The previous fire had burned his self-confidence and pride to pieces, and the ambush by the lake had torn the last bit of his reserve to pieces.
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The Khitan wolf cavalry ambushing from the east side of the official road were burned to death by fire and choked to death. More than 30,000 people were killed by poison. Thousands more people were poisoned to death by the lakeside.
The crossbow arrows fired continuously from the hands of the Han army scared their hearts to pieces.
No fighting spirit, no killing intention.
At this time, the Khitan people just wanted to escape back to the camp.
Many people and horses were poisoned to death by the lake. A fire, a lake of poison, hundreds of crossbows, and a slash of sword power frightened the Khitan people to death.
The panicked Khitan soldiers pulled the panicked horses and jumped on them with great effort. Without knowing the direction, they rushed out following the escape route of others. They were the proud troops of Daliao Palace, they were the proud Khitan wolf riders, they were
The powerful cavalry is invincible, but the fear that bursts out of the proud heart is also overwhelming. If a team that often loses battles panics when they encounter an ambush, then that team with training has
After Su's victorious team suddenly encountered an irresistible ambush, their panic was so crazy.
Just when the Khitan wolf cavalry was panicking, from the east, in the direction of the rising sun, three teams of Han army elite cavalry held high their horizontal swords that shone with a cold light in the sun, and followed the sunlight shining from the east, urging their mounts
, stepping on the ground like thunder, under the red light of the rising sun, like heavenly soldiers and generals.
The Han army did not have many cavalry, less than 10,000 people.
Moreover, they stayed up all night.
But compared to the Khitan wolf cavalry, the less than 10,000 Han cavalry were like the newborn sun, full of high fighting spirit. They were like a group of lions that had been dormant all night. When the opportunity came, they finally showed up.
They had sharp fangs. And the most heart-stopping thing was their silence. There was no shouting, no roaring, the soldiers were silent and broke out.
Three elite cavalry of the Han army cut into the Khitan ranks from three directions like sharp blades.
Situ Zhengcheng split a Khitan warrior's forehead with one knife. The heavy and sharp Mo Dao fell from top to bottom, just like cutting a piece of tofu. The blade entered from the forehead and split from the crotch. A mess.
Something fell from the belly of the dead Khitan warrior, and it was sticky and bloody, which looked disgusting.
There were seventy or eighty Khitan warriors surrounding Situ Zhengcheng. These people were the personal soldiers of Yelu Ji and Yelu Yanqi. They were the elite of the elite Khitan wolf cavalry. The people they wanted to protect died one by one and escaped.
, so they had to stop the Han general who was as powerful as a murderous god and chop him into pieces.
Situ Zhengcheng swept his sword across, and the Mo Dao, which weighed more than 100 kilograms, cut three Khitan warriors in half with a roar. The upper body and lower body of the person suddenly separated, and they were chopped open from the waist. The upper body lost its support.
He suddenly threw himself to the ground, but at this time, the person who was cut in half was not dead yet. The person who was cut open watched his legs run forward for a step or two before falling, and then he saw
My own asshole.
This is not a joke, absolutely not.
There are no jokes on the battlefield, only extremely brutal and bloody killings.
Situ Zhengcheng's Mo Dao is very heavy, so it is not fancy at all when danced, and it does not look beautiful. It is much uglier than the graceful dance of the sword dance dancer in Hongchen Tower in Youzhou City. It is not beautiful.
That's why it's faster to kill people. His sword skills are very direct, rough and domineering.
Situ Zhengcheng stabbed forward, and most of the thick blade penetrated into the chest of the Khitan warrior opposite. The thick blade tore the Khitan warrior's heart apart, and there was a layer between the left atrium and the right atrium.
Cold steel. The Khitan warrior slowly lowered his head, looked at the knife, turned it sharply on his chest and pulled it out. Then, he saw a huge blood hole appear on his chest. That
The bloody hole was so big that a person's fist could pass through it. In fact, a palm did penetrate through the bloody hole on his chest.
That palm was his own. His hand groped into the blood hole on his chest, touching it numbly. Then, his body suddenly froze. When a question appeared in his mind
By that time, his life had come to an end.
Where is my heart?
Before he died, he thought so.
He didn't touch his own heart.
Situ Zhengcheng sheathed the knife and then swung it out horizontally. The blade of the knife smacked a Khitan warrior on the face. The huge force directly wiped out all the organs on the Khitan warrior's face. His nose was broken and his cheekbones were broken.
Two eyeballs suddenly burst out of their sockets, and red, black, and white fluids flowed out from the sockets. After the teeth were broken, most of them were eaten by him and entered his esophagus, where they became stuck.
His brain was instantly destroyed by the heavy blow, and the picture in his mind was completely frozen in the moment when the knife was sent. When he fell, the only features on his face that could be distinguished were the pair of ears that had survived.
However, there was blood. Thick blood slowly flowed out from his ears. I don't know what the white paste-like thing mixed in the blood was?
A Khitan warrior saw the opportunity and struck Situ Zhengcheng's back with his machete. With such force, Situ Zhengcheng's thick armor was cut with a vicious-looking gash. Also cut at the same time was him.
His back muscles. His body staggered forward for a while, his steps were messed up, but he twisted his body unusually calmly and swung his sword to cut off the head of the Khitan warrior who attacked him and sent it up into the air.
Another Khitan warrior rushed over and drew a beautiful arc with his scimitar, going straight for Situ Zhengcheng's throat.
Can you escape it?
This was a question that came to Situ Zhengcheng's mind. The second thought that flashed through his mind was, just die, I'm worth it.
He did not die, because several crossbow arrows flew past his head, shooting the Khitan warrior to death. The continuous blows made the Khitan warrior retreat continuously, and the scimitar he swung out could barely touch the enemy's body.
The throat, but only a shallow layer of skin was cut.
Liu Ling's soldiers gathered from all sides and shot the Khitan warriors with Shenhou repeating crossbows while running. When all the arrows in the crossbow box were shot, they decisively dropped the repeating crossbows on the ground. Then they drew out the Bailian Hengdao they were equipped with.
, slammed into the circle formed by the Khitan warriors against Situ Zhengcheng.
There were at least a dozen wounds on Situ Zhengcheng's body. The deepest one was a crack on his back that could almost see the spine. But it was nothing. He was just alive. Two Han soldiers supported him and sat on the stone
Next to the table, he sat on the round stone stool covered in blood. On both sides of the round stool, there were half of Yelu Yanqi.
Situ Zhengcheng panted hard, slowly raised his head and looked into the distance.
Where he reached his sight, he saw the fiery red battle flag that was flapping in the wind. His Highness, the great King of Han, was wearing a black armor and holding a blue sword in his hand.
He also saw the pure black huge leopard leaping and throwing a Khitan wolf rider off his horse, and slapped it with its huge paws, and the Khitan warrior's face... No, he had no face.
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In a daze, Situ Zhengcheng seemed to see a dragon rising into the sky next to the black panther and on the fiery red Teller, tearing the hearts of every enemy. (To be continued)