Enduring the Winter Chapter 78: Eastern Battlefield: Disastrous defeat!
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Unexpectedly, the long snake seemed to be spiritual. It just wobbled its tail, slapped the arrows away, and then rushed forward and rushed toward the cavalry team!
This collision, the cavalry moving at high speed, has no way to dodge!
At this moment, a roar like thunder spread across the battlefield.
"You dare!"
A figure flew out from the east, it wasn't Chu Guang but who else was it!
Below, among the enthusiastic officers and soldiers, a rider looked up at this scene, muttering: "So strong, fortunately catching up..."
The long snake is just an energy body, so how can it care about the anger behind him?
Seeing that the snake is so fast that it can't stop it at all, Chu Guang gathers his vindictiveness on the blade and slashes toward the front of the cavalry.
The long snake screamed past, smashing hundreds of cavalry into a sway, and his stature became a lot smaller, and Chu Guang's sword was cut at the spot of seven inches, and he dissipated with a mournful cry.
Such awe-inspiring scene of the Lord General is right in front of him, and the officers and men all cheer for joy: As long as Chu Guang is here, wouldn't these Xiaoxiao raise their hands and die?
Chu Guang was a little surprised when he saw that the snake was slain by a single blow, but he didn't get too entangled with this, and began to look for someone in the dark. Darkness, for the strong of the sky rank, has very little influence, and for the thieves of the sky rank, it is no different from the day. Soon, with the help of the energy fluctuations that had not yet dissipated, he found the iron-clawed tiger fighting bloody, to be precise, the black cloud behind him.
At this moment, the weak black cloud fell on the iron claw tiger's horseback.
"Don't worry about this, the future of the opposite Tian Tier is coming, hurry up!"
The Iron Claw Tiger nodded when he heard the words, and he wanted to leave here.
Having been fighting for most of the night, he was a little bit overwhelmed by being a Tier 4 fighter: After one night, he fought head-on against the officers and soldiers and was not an opponent; then ran away in the chaos for more than half an hour; then he was encouraged by reinforcements and rushed. Back on the battlefield; now, the blood and generosity faded, leaving only exhaustion.
Simply, he has not been specially taken care of. There are just some small soldiers around him. As for the blood bandits, I don't know when they will be separated. Repeatedly swung the knife to cut away, but this time he did not easily repel the enemy in front of him as usual. Instead, the sword's momentum was stopped by life's life!
The Iron Claw Tiger raised his head, and saw a rough palm under the knife, and a cyan grudge above the palm, holding up the blade, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't move forward a bit.
"It's you!" After recognizing that the opponent was a powerful Heavenly Rank, he released the hilt of the knife and grinned: "It seems I can't take you out!" The last point in his consciousness cleared away. , The Iron Claw Tiger rolled his eyes and fell straight from the horse back, stirring up a cloud of dust.
Chu Guang was taken aback, and knelt down and took a closer look. It turned out that he was only exhausted and fainted.
Then he looked up at the weak black cloud on the horseback and quickly grabbed his arm with one hand, and said: "How about? Archmage, do you still want to run?"
Heiyun shook his head and smiled bitterly. He didn't have any magic power to run anymore, so he could only surrender.
At this moment, the second half of the dispersed cavalry also caught up and completely surrounded the bandits who had broken into the Chinese army.
After Chu Guang solved the black cloud, he saw this scene and understood that it was time. So he agitated his anger and spread the sound.
"Everyone, you are already surrounded, put down your weapons, surrender and don't kill!"
Many bandits were shocked tonight, and realized the situation, how dare they not give up? There are one and two, and soon there will be a huge swath of people who put down their arms and kneel down to survive. Only a few people are still fighting.
Blood bandits are one of them. There are only a few brothers in the same department left beside him. When he came, the mighty five hundred people were already fighting for not many.
"Ah--" The blood band roared up to the sky, tears like rain. He wiped it indiscriminately, staring at his red eyes, and roared like a beast: "Come on, today I have to pull a few backs when I die!"
The long spears of the officers and soldiers were all stabbed, and the ring-headed knife was like a sharp weapon to cut everything in his hand, cutting them off one after another, but the trembling arms showed that it was not easy.
Beside, the brothers who used to put Jiu Yanhuan down one by one.
"Zhailor, let's cover you, hurry up!" Several recruits used their skills to disperse the officers and soldiers who surrounded them, and a big man with a beard and face roared towards the blood bandits.
However, this is their last voice.
The three sharp arrows are like sickle that kills their lives, taking their lives away.
"Ah--" At this time, the blood bandit was not far away.
"Who is it? Stand up for me!"
Chang Zhi put the longbow on his shoulders, took the long spears of the soldiers next to him, and walked out step by step.
"Lieutenant, this person is dangerous!"
But he put aside the squadron leader who reminded him, and walked out of the encirclement.
"It's your little lord and me!" The long spear slammed on the ground, and a dull sound was made. The silver armored captain danced a spear, and said amidst the cheers of the surrounding soldiers.
The blood band slowly raised his head, his red eyes looked over, without the slightest sign, the ring-headed sword slashed directly with a strong wind.
"Fate!"
I picked up the silver gun, but didn't want the force to be great. The barrel of the gun was bent 90 degrees. Chang Zhi only felt that the tiger's mouth was tingling, and he was almost unsteady on his feet. But fighting hard, hesitating to death, wanting to get back 10%.
But, how can blood bandits miss this good opportunity? The blood glared, and the knife slashed through the barrel of the gun and was about to chop off his neck.
Seeing that Chang Zhi can't cope with it, he must give the leader.
The ring head sword finally stopped. It was a hand filled with yellow grudge.
Chu Kuo!
"It's okay?" Throwing the knife away at will, the first thing Chu Kuo did was not to kill him. Instead, he turned around and asked Chang Zhi with concern.
When Chang Zhi saw him take action, he knew that the Lord was coming. He was not surprised by his polite attitude, because everyone from childhood to adulthood is the same. Who made him the grandson of Emperor Yongshenghou and Marshal Anguo?
"General, please give me this traitor to deal with!"
Faced with the request, Chu Kuo smiled and made a request: "Be careful!"
Chang Zhi nodded unexpectedly, and stepped forward again.
Chu Kuo obviously has some understanding of Chang Zhi. This grandson of the marshal is not as inactive as he is. On the contrary, he has great ambitions and has a great interest in martial arts and the art of war since he was a child. The old marshal naturally loved this only grandson and looked after him in every possible way. But like most young people, Chang Zhi doesn't want to rely on his grandfather's relationship to get the top position, he has to rely on his own strength to fight for it! So, taking advantage of the family's carelessness, he ran away from home and embarked on the road to join the army.
On the surface, the family never found him again, but in fact, with the old marshal's contacts, he was found out as early as half a month after the incident. But he didn't bring him back. Why? The grandson has this self-improvement heart. Of course, the old man didn't mean to expose the little guy, so he stayed in the army. After two years, Chang Zhi, who is already a school lieutenant, did not shame him. (To be continued.)