Great Husband of the Northern Song Dynasty

"kill him!"

The chief of Jiaozhi pointed at Wang Ben.

He has been observing Song Jun's performance in the back, and found that several of Song Jun's crises were resolved by Wang Ben.

The snake can't do without a head, kill the other's general, the rest is simple.

More than a dozen burly jocks rushed over.

Wang Ben raised his head and looked from the front, he could not see any other color on his body.

It's all red.

The red blood was flowing on Jiayi, making Wang Ben look like a ghost.

"coming!"

He heard the dense footsteps behind him, and then blinked his eyes continuously to get rid of the splashing blood.

Then he looked up, "The reinforcements have arrived ... the swordsman ..."

The exhausted knife and axe players raised their heads and shouted, "There is no progress!"

The swordsmen advanced again.

More than ten people swarmed in, spears, maces, long swords ...

Various weapons are attacking madly.

clang! ,

The big knife collided with the mace, and Wang Ben's power occupied an absolute advantage, cutting off half of his opponent's face with a knife.

A spear pierced from the side, and Wang Ben had no time to react, and could only turn sideways.

The spear pierced the waist, and the person on the opposite side just wanted to cheer, and the big knife cut him off.

"Is this the Warrior of the Song people? Unmatched!"

Someone is wailing.

"He was stabbed with a spear!"

The spear was too heavy, which affected the action. Wang Ben then pulled it out, and there was blood immediately under his feet.

He stabbed with a single gun, and was about to pick up a cheap Jiaozhi who changed his face and was pierced with a gun.

Hidden behind the prepared toe attack man who was still thinking about how to shoot, the lance passed through the back of the same robe in front of him and penetrated his abdomen.

After Wang Ben stabbed the gun, he was hit with a knife on his shoulder.

This is a heavy knife, and Wang Ben's body shuddered, and he cut off the person's waist with a knife.

A hammer suddenly flew over and bumped into Wang Ben's chest and abdomen. His footsteps finally stopped and his body shook.

He forgot how many times he swung his knife, only knowing that blood had soaked in his ankle.

He shook his head and chopped it out.

A long spear burst out, and Wang Ben wanted to avoid it, but the waist hurt a bit.

This was a deliberate shot that was drilled into Wang Ben's thigh.

"Uh……"

Wang Ben shook and took a step forward, the handle of the knife was raised, and he hit the opponent's chin heavily.

This crushed the opponent's jaw, and even crushed his teeth.

There was a spear hanging on his thigh, but it was still unstoppable.

"This is not human!"

"He should have fallen!"

The Jiaozhi people were afraid of being killed by him, and no one dared to step forward.

"Throw it!" Someone came up with a trick, "Throw heavy weapons!"

Epee, heavy knife, hammer ...

Feared by him, Jiaozhi people threw out the weapons in their hands, and then arrows came densely.

Boom!

Wang Ben was hit by heavy weapons many times. He stood up with a knife and bowed his head slightly, hitting his armor with arrows.

"Kill the enemy!"

Behind him came Chang Jianren's voice, and Wang Ben raised his head, his eyes showing the tiredness for the first time.

The rescue of more than a thousand people is a stubborn salary.

Unless the morale of the enemy is beaten down, it will be entangled.

"Axeman ..."

"There is no progress!"

Chang Jianren led his army to rush out of the flanks, and ignited the carrying firearms and gunpowder cans.

"throw it out!"

Countless black spots flew past.

Bang Bang Bang Bang ...

The fire bomb shattered and countless Mars splashed.

The jigsaws here have never encountered this kind of magic fire. Those sergeants with fire heads habitually reached out to pat, but even their hands burned.

The explosion of the gunpowder tank made the surroundings a dead place, and those who were killed by the air waves and iron filings fell to the ground, forming a circle.

Numerous circles made Jiaozhi people panicked.

The Lord will shout: "They only have more than a thousand people, kill them! Tangled together, Song Jun is in vain for any weapon."

The Jiaozhi people summoned the courage to rush to the past, and at this moment, the frontal swordsmen strode forward.

The cry that made the Jiaozhi people shudder again.

"Axeman ..."

"There is no progress ..."

Just trying to intercept Chang Jianren's Jiaozhi was caught off guard and was killed.

At this time the Lord will also be momentarily distracted.

These **** Song people! Are you not afraid of death?

At this point, the best thing the swordman should do is to hold on, and then recuperate.

But they launched a counterattack.

This time unexpectedly, the Jiaozhi people were stunned.

"Go in!"

"Go in!"

The swordsmen and axemen caused huge chaos in the middle of the jigsaw. Chang Jianren shouted, "Throw it all out."

All firearms and gunpowder cans were thrown out.

The dense black dots flew past, and then countless fireheads were splashing, and the croakers were screaming and screaming.

Boom Boom Boom ...

The gunpowder canisters exploded one after another, and the huge noise and air waves were what the toe dreads feared.

At this moment, the morale of the Jiaozhi people fell to the bottom of the valley, but Song Jun also threw the fire oil bombs and gunpowder cans that he carried. As long as he slowed down, the Jiaozhi people could fight back again.

Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang ...

A familiar voice rang in this **** battlefield.

Chang Jianren slapped his ribs and roared in the sky, "For the sake of Song!"

This is the moment of blood.

The reinforcements shouted, "For Song!"

Chang Jianren was the first to rush in, and the coercion who was still forced was cut down by him continuously.

"Song people are brave ..."

The Lord will see his retreat, knowing that the big defeat is in sight.

"Stop them."

He knew that if he lost his way back, he would die, and even his family would be unlucky.

More than 10,000 people followed you, but they were intercepted by more than 500 Song troops for so long, and later they were defeated by more than 1,000 Song troops ...

Are you a pig?

The pig should be killed.

Li Rizun's mood today will be very bad, so he needs a target to be angry.

The Lord will shudder and kill him with a knife.

He must lead the way, otherwise the defeat will be in sight.

So he led his men to rush to the past, shouting all the way, cheering him up.

"... we have many people ..."

The knife flashed in front of him, and a felled person fell.

The Lord will know that he can't retreat, so he gritted his teeth and said, "Rush through."

Knowing that the desperate time had come, his men shouted and rushed to the past, strangling with the swordsmen.

A Jiaozhi screamed and rushed past, even hugging Wang Ben.

When the Lord saw the great joy, he grabbed a heavy hammer and rushed over. Just as Wang Ben waved and overturned the Jiaozhi, a hammer hit Wang Ben on the shoulder.

Boom!

He felt that the smashing was real, and his heart was rejoicing, and Wang Ben slashed with a knife.

puff!

As the head flew, the Jiaozhi people panicked.

The Lord is about to be killed, and the unmanned Jiaozhi people are messed up.

"Kill the enemy!"

At a critical moment, Chang Jianren led the army and killed him.

These Song troops were all naked with their upper body, and the method of killing the enemy was unheard of.

Their eyes were full of enthusiasm, and the long sword slashed past, and they did not expect defense at all.

This is dead!

Who is brave and brave?

The horizontal is still afraid of death!

The Jiaozhi people are horizontal, and they are poor.

After meeting the dead Song Jun, the defeat cannot be stopped.

"Lost ..."

In a huge shout, the Jiaozhi ran wild.

"Hunt!"

Chang Jianren led the army to chase the past regardless of his disregard, chopping melons and vegetables all the way down.

Some Jiao-Zhi people turned back to resist, and were divided into corpses by the wolf-like Song Jun. The remaining people knew that they had more people.

Qin Zhen is still here. He came on a seized pony.

"Master, do you want to call them back?"

Qin Zhen shook his head, "After a incense stick."

Now he needs Chang Jianren to chase them down so that he can have time to clean up the mess.

"Wang Ben?"

He dismounted and walked over, looking at the array of sparse Lala ahead, unable to tell who was who.

Everyone's body was covered with blood, and their feet were all covered with blood. The **** smell made Qin Zhen frown.

"Wang Ben ..."

He walked over, stepping on a thick pool of blood under his feet, and made that disgusting sound.

"Army ... lord ..."

A sword and axe hand turned slowly, a long spear was hanging on his leg, the armor was sunken in many places, and the whole person looked like a destroyed puppet.

"Wang Ben!"

Qin Zhen ran stumbled over, took off his faceplate, looked at the pale face, and shouted: "Remove the armor, help the brothers remove the armor!"

The sergeants rushed over, and the two began to remove their armor.

"Good weight!"

The armor is very heavy, and then everyone knows how hard the swordman is.

Wearing heavy armor, chopping constantly, facing the impact of the enemy ...

You are not a hero, you are not qualified to come in, just to give it away!

Boom!

The heavy armor was thrown into the pool of blood. Qin Zhen knelt down on one knee, sat Wang Ben on his knee, and shouted, "Has Langzhong come?"

"I'm coming!"

Langzhong flew over and was tripped nearby, his face full of semi-solidified blood when he got up.

"Pooh!"

Lang Zhong spit out blood, squatted down to look at Wang Ben's wound, and looked up: "Pull it out immediately."

Wang Ben's consciousness was a little faint and muttered: "Pull!"

Langzhong drew out his spear, and Wang Ben just shuddered.

"Wang Ben!"

Qin Zhen shouted, but Wang Ben did not respond. He looked at Langzhong, and the tears in his eyes finally fell.

Langzhong carefully checked Wang Ben's body, "Many wounds, the organs must be serious ... but it can be cured!

Qin Zhen listened to the joy and asked someone to support Wang Ben and shouted: "Withdraw all, call them back, let's go home ..."

This trip was too much and everyone was laughing.

The chase ahead came back, and the two sides joined forces, but there was a small contradiction.

"Some come back!"

"Go away, you can't carry your back!"

"Try it."

"Hurry, the enemy will soon be chasing."

The sergeants were scrambling to carry the severely wounded swordsmen, and there was a fight for it.

"Leave it alone!"

Someone made a suggestion, but the two sergeants were embarrassed in the past.

"Not enough."

The height of the swordsman was beyond human reach, and the sergeants found that they could not reach their armpits.

"Come!"

Qin Zhen squatted down, and Wang Ben shook his head.

"Jiaozhi is coming soon."

Qin Zhen urged again.

"Go."

Chang Jianren knew that Qin Zhen felt guilty at the moment ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ I wish he could bring Wang Ben back to Bianliang.

Wang Ben fell on Qin Zhen's back, Qin Zhen gritted his teeth and stood up, and then the two sergeants on the side supported Wang Ben's body, and began to run wildly.

All swordsmen were carried in this way and could not be refused.

"Those brothers ..."

Wang Ben struggled suddenly on Qin Zhen's back.

"Bring them home!"

He whispered his request.

The tough guy never feared when he was fighting, but at the moment he mentioned the war dead, but he couldn't help crying.

"Take them home!"

Everyone was awed.

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Seeking monthly tickets, good night!