Rescue System: Fleeing Host, calm down

Chapter 377 The murderous intent is shocking

The cold wind is howling and fine snow is flying.

Eyes full of blood, singing heroically.

The soldiers were furious.

"Come on! A bunch of bastards, your grandfather and I." The soldier who spoke cruelly vomited blood and waved his sword. Before he could finish his words, he was stabbed from behind.

The prairie soldiers in front of him who were threatened by him seemed unconvinced and bent their swords several times from the front.

The whole body was like a rag doll, broken into pieces.

The bloody and beautiful scene makes people unable to let it go for a long time.

All passionate lives ended here.

There are many more examples like this, which are being broadcast simultaneously on the battlefield.

The tragedy was unimaginable, and all the living people had tears in their eyes and groaned in pain.

"General, let's cover your breakout! With your skills, you will definitely be able to break out."

When there were only a hundred people left, Lieutenant General Luo reluctantly suggested. Seeing his soldiers die tragically one by one, his eyes were red and filled with resentment.

"No, I will not abandon you, and I will never retreat even if I die in battle." Cheng Duhu replied with a choked sob.

These were his soldiers, and the grief in his heart at this moment was no less than any other. There was only killing and hatred left in his mind, which could not be erased except by the blood of the enemy.

"But general, Qiao Town needs you, and the folks in Qiao Town need you even more. If you fail to come back, the people who escaped and the remaining soldiers will probably be nothing more than scattered sand."

"Needless to say, I will never go back."

He couldn't leave his brothers to live alone, otherwise he would be condemned by his conscience and have painful memories every day in his life. What's the point of living like that?

As for Qiao Zhen, given the current situation, even if he rushes back, it may be too late. The most likely possibility is that after he returns, Qiao Zhen will be left with nothing but ruins and no human habitation.

Or maybe the cavalry inside did not evacuate, but how many more people could he save with his own strength? At most, it can delay the death. What is the difference between dying early and dying later? It is better to die fighting together with the soldiers.

Dear fellow citizens of Qiao Town, please forgive him for being selfish.

If he couldn't bring back the mainstay of the villagers safely, how could he have the face to go back? How would he explain it when he went back!

The soldiers under his command were all not cowards, they were kind and righteous, and had no fear of death. He was very pleased, but they would never have the chance to drink and talk and think about the future.

The people who did not persuade the general felt disappointed and relieved. The general was willing to live and die with them. How many brave and fearless generals are there in the world? They should be happy and secretly delighted. How lucky they are to have met such a good person.

As generals, they will still be soldiers of generals in their next life.

The soldiers swore secretly for only a moment.

Now everyone is focusing on the present. Since the general does not want to leave, they will invite more people to be buried with him so that the general can watch carefully. How can they miss the last military achievement before death.

The hope that they could return alive was almost zero. As early as the day they put on their armor, they were ready to make sacrifices. At worst, eighteen years later, they would be heroes again.

Looking at the enemies that are constantly approaching the shrinking encirclement, the more scared, panicked and uneasy I feel, the more unshakable my perseverance and determination are.

A new round of fierce attacks began.

"kill!"

"Brothers, kill me." Lieutenant General Luo roared, leading the charge towards one of the men.

"Kill these idiots."

Amid the roars that shook the sky, the soldiers bravely moved forward and charged forward with their swords in hand.

The previous tragic scenes were staged again. Before the soldier could pull out the long knife that stabbed the opponent, the scimitar behind him had already pierced his heart.

There were severed limbs and remains at the scene, blood was flying, the white snow was stained with dazzling red, and there were constant screams and roars.

The sudden explosion of snowflakes filled the air, mixed with the fishy smell of blood.

Most of the remaining soldiers are veterans for many years. They have participated in countless battles and have gone through life and death many times. They are always one against two. Although there are only a hundred people left, it will be difficult for the opponent to take down them in a short while?

Dust, gunpowder smoke, and blood spread from the knife in their hands. Even if the skin was torn and the flesh was bloody, it could not stop the speed of swinging the knife.

This group of difficult Han Chinese are really hateful.

His ferocity was no worse than that of the prairie warriors, which made the prairie leader extremely angry.

He never knew that the will of the Han people could be so strong. He watched helplessly as they fought desperately, burning out the last drop of blood, and finally turned into a faint smile and fell on the cold snow.

This is a great insult to him.

After losing so many people, he still failed to capture the opponent. It was because of his carelessness.

The effectiveness of the desperate counterattack made the leader of the Qianglian tribe sober up a bit. Even though the opponent was small in number, they had high combat power and were reckless, so it would be a thankless task if they continued like this.

So a hundred elite soldiers were sent out to besiege Cheng Duhu. As long as this man died, the remaining people would be useless.

ah!

Lieutenant General Luo screamed.

During the battle, he failed to react in time, and his left arm was cut off completely by the opponent's scimitar, causing it to bleed instantly.

Lieutenant General Luo screamed in pain, but did not care about the wound. He glared with scarlet eyes, flipped the long knife and inserted it directly into the horse's belly. The horse neighed in pain, knelt down on its front feet and staggered, killing the man.

He fell heavily to the ground.

Lieutenant General Luo used his only strength to give up the long knife still inserted in the horse's belly, took out the dagger from his waist, and slashed across the opponent's neck.

The man's eyes widened, never expecting that he would be killed first by the person in front of him.

Seeing the disbelief in the other person's eyes and his unbending expression, Lieutenant General Luo kicked the other person and staggered back two steps.

"So what if you don't want to be reconciled? Just hold it in for me. When we get to the underworld later, I will continue to kill you."

The joyful mood weakened the pain a bit, and the scene in front of him began to become blurry, with double images, and the world was spinning. Shaking his useless head, he caught a glimpse of a tall figure at the end of his eyes, who looked like a prairie soldier.

Kill him.

Kill him.

In a daze, only these three words were left in his mind, and they were repeated continuously, driving him to wield the weapon again.

At the same time, Cheng Duhu, who was surrounded by cavalry, was in a worrying situation.

These elite cavalry have superb riding skills. With deliberate cooperation, it is difficult to break through the defense line. If he is still at the peak of his combat power, it will not be difficult. But at this time, his internal strength has been exhausted, and he only relies on his tricky sword skills and flexible

He has escaped repeated attacks.

Even though he has three heads and six arms, he cannot completely block all attacks, and there are more and more bloody wounds on his body.

When his strength is exhausted, it is time for his soul to return to his hometown, but he is unwilling to do so.

After evading rounds of sharp arrows, scimitars, and long whips, he finally found a flaw on one person's arm. The man's arm was injured. Cheng Duhu grabbed the long whip that he had swung at him. Regardless of the burning pain in his palm, he pulled hard.

The man was pulled off his horse.

Cheng Duhu took the opportunity to fly up, stepped on the man's shoulders, jumped up, landed firmly on the horse, and started fighting with the cavalry.

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