At the foot of wuworry mountain.


    The battlefield of fighting opened.


    In the noisy Canyon, the corpses gradually stacked up. The soldiers who stepped on the blood River and held the sword crossed the corpses of their companions and living enemies and chopped each other.


    The whole valley was divided into two battlefields, and the charging cavalry, led by Yanshou, made a fierce attack on Yuchi Jingde. At the exit of the valley, there was a hand to hand fight between the backward Koguryo infantry and the intercepting infantry of the Tang Dynasty.


    In the middle of the valley, large and small stones were scattered everywhere. The red blood flowed down the surface of the military division, and the horses and soldiers pressed into meat and mud were scattered between the whole stone cracks.


    Broken bones and flesh are scattered everywhere. Some corpses are pressed into a meat cake from head to foot, but they can''t escape being crushed by boulders. Some limbs were connected in a strange state, and they adhered to the swollen body without blood color. Obviously, they were squeezed out of the blood and poured into the body. Some of the deaths were even more shocking. The eyeballs were red and swollen, and the whole trunk became a large transparent hole. The broken internal organs left unknown colorful liquid, which was extremely disgusting.


    In the fierce battle, Yanshou glanced back over the figure of the cavalry.


    In the eyes, the empty middle position, with blood stained stones, appeared on the battlefield like hell on earth. I saw the broken debris, but I didn''t see the shadow of a pawn.


    The roar rang out at the next moment.


    "Where are the herald soldiers?"


    "Urge those idiots to advance towards Anshi city!"


    "It''s a fucking breakthrough. What do you care about the Tang soldiers in the back!"


    Then, there was a timid voice behind him.


    "Herald... Herald soldiers, killed in battle!"


    Hearing this, Yanshou originally scolded the export voice as one of the delays. The tiger''s eyes glanced at the returning soldier.


    "You go! Now go and shout those retarded idiots over!"


    "Tell them that if you want to live, you will rush through Stonehenge!"


    After that, regardless of the hesitant soldiers behind him, he turned to join the game.


    At this time, two men fought with Yuchi Jingde alone. Even if the veteran had rich experience in fighting in the battlefield, he could not beat the two men with a knife and a hammer.


    Most of them, the veteran is attacking less and defending more. Only when soldiers around him take time to help him attack for a while can he have the strength to fight back.


    The sword and Tang Dao had long been beaten and flown. At this time, Yuchi Jingde took a pair of maces and crossed them together to parry.


    Bang.


    Huizhen, holding a hammer in his hand, smashed at Yuchi Jingde''s front door.


    The whistling wind pressed the air and fell sharply, and the white hair on Yuchi Jingde''s head was scattered and swaying.


    Lifting his eyes, the dark shadow was like Mount Tai, with a strong wind blowing on his face and a faint feeling of suffocation.


    With a powerful attack on his face, Yuchi Jingde did not dare to hold his head high. With a fierce breath, he set up a double mace and took a move.


    Between one breath.


    Bang.


    The heavy hammer strikes the double mace and makes a harsh roar.


    For a moment, Yuchi Jingde felt the roar in his ears and the noise around him seemed to disappear.


    The golden weight from the double mace weighed down the bulging arms, and the sharp pain instantly spread from the arms to the shoulders, followed by a sudden sinking of the horse under the crotch.


    The muscles on Yuchi Jingde''s red cheeks trembled, and he unconsciously whispered from his lips. The heavy hammer that was not sinking was reflected in his bloodshot eyes, which just stopped the surprise in his heart.


    Although he caught the hammer, Yuchi Jingde did not relax at all, and even complained secretly.


    The two people opposite are not low in force. They are in their prime of life. How can they stand the attack in turn!


    Previously, the two did not cooperate well, and there was room for leisure attack, but the opposite two were obviously good at using weapons.


    Seeing that chieftain Kan used a heavy hammer to prolong his life, he only felt that he changed his fierce Sabre technique to feminine and soft. He always stabbed at the key in dangerous places.


    Because of their skillful cooperation, the situation is more and more unfavorable to themselves. Even the armor protecting the head doesn''t know where to throw it, and the tiger head and shoulder armor is also picked up by the two.


    While thinking, Qingming gradually returned to my ears, and a knife shadow reflected in the corner of my eyes.


    In his horror, Yuchi Jingde knew that it was impossible to avoid at this time.


    Tear.


    The blade cuts through the clothes and carries a bleeding line on the shoulder.


    The piercing pain spread from the shoulder to the arm and hit the heart together.


    Yuchi Jingde groaned with pain, unloaded the giant force on his head, turned his horse''s head and moved hastily.


    Subconsciously, I looked at the pain, the crimson was reflected all over my eyes, and the blood churned outward along the cracked skin and flesh. A wound pulled from my shoulder to my elbow was shocking.


    The right hand holding the mace also trembles faintly. Some can''t hold it. Fighting again is almost a delusion!


    Arrogant laughter came from the figure a few feet in front of him. He extended his life and carried a big knife. His eyes were full of ridicule and playfulness, just like tigers and wolves staring at their prey.


    "Weichi old son, how do you want to die?"


    "Say it, maybe Ben Shuai will consider it."


    Just as he was about to answer, Yuchi Jingde only felt the blood churning in his chest and a smell of sweetness pouring into his throat.


    Poof.


    A mouthful of blood gushed out.


    Hui Zhen held the handle of the hammer and laughed wildly.


    "That''s all the veteran Tang!"


    "Kneel down and beg for mercy. If Grandpa is in a good mood, he can protect your whole body!"


    The taunting words that lingered in his ears cooled Yuchi Jingde''s heart.


    In the eyes, the number of soldiers of the Tang Dynasty has increased. Unconsciously, many of their soldiers have retreated.


    Is it difficult that the battle of this sword is destined to end in sadness?


    Thinking of this, Yuchi Jingde murmured softly on his lips and whispered in his heart.


    Datang, I don''t regret this life.


    In the afterlife, I''m a Tang man.