"Assault!Assault!"

Zhao Xu tried hard to beat the horse, but he still felt that it was not fast enough.

There are torches in the fortress, and you can see figures fighting.

How can the Song army, which has more than 200 people, block more than ten times the opponent?

This is not a knife and axe master!

If the king led more than two hundred swords and axes, the people of Xixia would cry.

When Zhao Xu thought of this, he glanced at the left, and there was Wang Que.

The king was very aggrieved when he rode on the horse, and he looked like he was squatting.

He stared at the village gate and suddenly said, "It's open, it's open!"

The gate of the village slowly opened, and Zhao Xu saw a Song army waving to this side and was shot down with an arrow.

He looked to the left, where Zhe Kexing and others had been submerged in the crowd, slashing and slashing, not knowing life and death.

The king also saw all this. He used his legs and the war horse neighed for a long time, almost unable to withstand it.

But the king jumped off the horse's back and staggered forward with his body against inertia.

He ran more and more steadily and was the first to rush in.

At this moment, more than ten Song soldiers in the gate were surrounded and were about to be killed by random knives.

Wang Que used both hands and dragged his big knife to sweep across.

The sword that Izumo Temple urgently created showed its power, but Wang felt that he was not using much force, but five people suddenly fell down ahead.

The five people were cut off from their waists by a big knife and were not allowed to die at this moment. The upper half of their bodies fell on the ground and screamed. The sound actually suppressed all the noises at the scene.

But Wang raised his sword and rushed over, no matter what the other party was, he would be a knife.

A long sword blocks it, and a knife cuts it with people.

The spear stabbed and the big knife easily cut it off.

However, the king had never been so happy to kill the enemy, and he couldn't help but whistle.

With a long whistle, someone exclaimed: "Master..."

The king rescued the more than ten people, and the cavalry rushed in from the right, and the Xixia people began to fight.

The king looked to the left and saw Zhao Xu chopping. In the middle of the encirclement, Zhe Kexing and the remaining seventy people were fighting bloody battles.

They were surrounded by sword light, and Zhe Kexing still waved his sword in a slight manner. Every time he swung his sword, screams and blood arrows would inevitably come from the opposite side.

Fear is an emotion that humans should have, but it can be defeated but not.

Since he became sensible, his parents have been educating him that the Zhe family wants to kill people and go to battle to kill the enemy.

And before killing the enemy, you have to treat yourself as a dead person.

Only in this way can you come back alive on the battlefield.

Zhe Kexing killed the Xixia people on the opposite side with a knife, but the sergeant on the left was shot in the chest with an arrow. He stumbled over and stabbed him in front of him, stabbing him out of his back.

For the generals, you should protect your troops and love your soldiers as your sons.

But when you go to the battlefield, you should ignore all this.

In the eyes of the general, life and death under his command are just a number.

Zhe Kexing's eyes moved.

The soldier screamed, and then threw himself into the arms of the Xixia man, opened his mouth and bit it.

The Xixia people grabbed his neck, pushed it away with force, and then slashed it with one knife.

The head flew up, and Zhe Kexing's eyes gradually became red. He killed the enemy in front of him with a knife, and then roared: "Kill!"

The Xixia man was proud, and saw a flash of sword light, and then his head was caught by Zhe Kexing.

There were all enemy troops in front of me, and behind me was the sound of horse hooves. This was the Song army attacking in.

But these enemy troops wanted to surround them and refused to retreat.

Zhe Kexing felt that anger was accumulating bit by bit.

"After the way!"

Zhao Xu's voice came from behind, Zhe Kexing's body shook and shouted: "Back back! Don't come over!"

This is a strangle field, and both sides are strangled together, and Zhao Xu comes in and dies.

Zhao Shu had already rushed up and slashed with his knife.

When the Xixia people on the opposite side saw that he was a boy, they blocked him casually and prepared to kill him the next moment.

But after the long sword collided, a big gap appeared on his sword, and Zhao Xu's long sword slashed down for a certain distance.

The deeper the gap, the longer the knife will go down...

A deep knife mark appeared on his forehead, and blood immediately surged out of it.

This is a treasure knife!

Zhao Xu looked at the figure of Zhe Kexing in front of him, and forgot his fear, pulled out his long sword and rushed forward bravely.

The Song army was about to be scared to death, and everyone was running wildly.

If the king is killed here in battle, there is no need to say the responsibility, but who can bear the humiliation?

Zhao Xu was slashing, but the second Xixia man was very cunning, so he could only fight back and not fight back.

This is the problem caused by insufficient actual combat. Zhao Xu remembered Chen An used Zhe Kexing and Wen Xiaozhong as a coach, and finally knew what he was doing.

The Xixia people cut off Zhao Xu's long sword with one knife, and then the second sword came.

Zhao Xu fought hard to block it, and at this time the Song army arrived next to him, and he was in a hurry and a knife was cut.

The Xixia people returned to the knife to save themselves. Zhao Xu narrowly avoided the vital points, but there was still a blood mark on his face. He was angry and took the opportunity to attack and ended his opponent.

He grew up in the Prince's Mansion since he was a child. His father is a man with some brain problems and often goes crazy. Once he goes crazy, his whole family will be in peace.

The grandfather was very good, but he gave birth to too many sons, and his son gave birth to more grandchildren, so he didn't have the energy to take care of his children and grandchildren one by one, so Zhao Xu became a little withdrawn in the mansion.

The first friend he met was Chen An. He still remembered the spirit of Chen An when he twitched the back of his head, and seemed a little proud.

That's how that person is. He always likes to take advantage of others, but he is extremely sincere to his brothers.

Zhe Kexing doesn't like to speak, and he prefers to use a long knife to express his attitude.

They have been dating for several years at the purest age, and they have long been in the same direction.

Zhao Xu later entered the palace and felt that it was a cold place, so he missed the days when he was with his brothers outside.

But now a brother is in a desperate situation. Do I want to retreat?

Zhao Xu shook his head and shouted, "Zhou Dao, stay calm!"

He slashed hard, with no opponent in his eyes, only obstacles.

I won't abandon my brother!

Zhe Kexing couldn't help but feel anxious when he heard his voice.

A general of the Western Xia Dynasty probably saw that Zhao Xu was extraordinary, so he pointed behind Zhe Kexing and shouted.

"Kill that Song army!"

Zhe Kexing killed the enemy in front of him, looked up at the general, his eyes full of blood.

Why should the general be calm? Mountain of Tai collapses before his eyes without being surprised...

This is what a scholar said.

Go to Damn!

Zhe Kexing roared and rushed forward.

His long sword slashed greatly in an extremely narrow range, and the sharp blade cuts the human body as easy as cutting tofu.

The blood was shooting, and Zhe Kexing's head and face were red.

He rushed to the enemy general and waved his sword hard.

The enemy general raised his sword to block it.

After a clang, the long sword was cut off. General Liao was stunned and was about to throw it out with the remaining half of the knife as a hidden weapon. Zhe Kexing had a sword and beheaded.

He held the heads of the enemy generals in his left hand and raised them high, while the Xixia people in front of him were retreating in panic.

"Wan Sheng!"

When Song Jun saw the head, he couldn't help but cheer.

Zhao Xu was struggling hard, and after hearing the cheers, he looked up and saw Zhe Kexing holding the head and covered in blood, and couldn't help but laugh.

"Master, back!"
To be continued...