Chapter five hundred and eighty ninth cry
"Table......" The spear that sneaked into his attack was easily blocked. Then, Ye Bushu's hand was stabbed like this when the gap in the black wind thief in front of him opened up.
"Puchi......" Ye Busuke's long knife in his hand stabbed directly into the vital point of the Black Wind Thieves' Chevalier's chest.
When Ye Bushang looked sneering and wanted to pull his big sword out of the chest of the Black Wind Thieves' Cavalier, something that made him frightened.
The undoubted Black Wind Thieves' Cavalry used his bloody right hand to directly hold the big knife that was inserted into his chest, and then...
"Puchi..." The next moment, two spears were directly inserted into Ye Bushu's chest.
When he fell to the ground, his eyes were still wide open, as if he was still nostalgic for this beautiful world.
The two Black Wind Thieves' Cavalry, who were carrying long spears and blood kept ripping from the tip of the spear, joined the battlefield again and stabbed into their lower abdomen that they could not hold back at night.
However, this time, the good luck of these two Black Wind Thieves' Cavaliers was over, and their lower abdomen were also stabbed into Ye Busu's spear. Not only that, one of them also added a Hong Tao's gun stick to his heart.........
There was also a captain among two teams of Black Wind Thieves. His strength at the third level of the acquired level was indeed strong. With just a few moves, he split Ye Bushu, a subordinate of Lin Ze, into two halves. But at the same time, a spear appeared silently, and it was directly stabbed into his body. In addition, it also broke the armor on his body and stabbed it into his heart.
"Ah......" The captain of the Black Wind Thieves' Cavalry screamed loudly. He fell down involuntarily, looked at the sky with his eyes blankly, and then slowly died.
Beside him, Wang Huahui walked in without expression, and the tip of the spear in his hand was constantly lowering drops of blood.........
The battle went on like this extremely cruelly. After five minutes, the battle was almost over.
At the beginning, there were nearly fifty people on the entire battlefield. Now, there are only five people who can be seen, and their bodies are covered with blood, wounds, and their clothes are even more chaotic.
And the rest of the people were already lying on the ground.
At this time, there was still a captain of the Black Wind Thieves' Cavalry fighting, and he was facing Hong Tao and Zhou Qing.
Hong Tao and Zhou Qing are both warriors on the two levels of acquired dynasty. The captain of the Black Wind Thieves Cavalry is on the third level of acquired dynasty. However, he had just fought with Wang Huahui for more than twenty moves with five Black Wind Thieves Cavalry. In the end, the five Black Wind Thieves Cavalry were killed, and he himself was also seriously injured by Wang Huahui.
Otherwise, just Hong Tao and Zhou Qing would really not be his opponents.
"Don't die!" Captain of the Black Wind Thieves' Champion shouted, and the sword in his hand slashed directly at Zhou Qing in front of him, hoping to open a road as soon as possible so that he could escape by himself.
Zhou Qing obviously knew the captain’s thoughts, so he did not avoid it at all. He also stabbed the captain’s chest with a sword.
"Table......" Zhou Qing's sword was directly opened by the sword spine of Captain Black Wind Thieves. At the same time, Captain Black Wind Thievessesses' sword seemed to be soft, like a snake, stabbing towards Zhou Qing's armpit from an extremely tricky angle.
"I'll do it!" Hong Tao shouted loudly, and quickly handed the spear in his hand forward.
"Ding...!" Captain Black Wind Thieves' extremely sinister sword move was knocked back by Hong Tao with one shot.
However, the strength of the Black Wind Thieves Cavalry Captain was indeed not enough. In that case, he wiped his right hand with a "puff..." and the sword in the Black Wind Thieves Cavalry Captain stabbed Zhou Qing's left arm.
When the captain smiled a little, with a "puchi...", the tip of the sword in Zhou Qing's hand pierced straight through his right rib.
"Ah...!" The captain of the Black Wind Thieves's Champion roared from his mouth, feeling a sharp pain coming from the right side. Then, suddenly, he had no strength in his body and knelt down.
Zhou Qing was red at this time and gritted his teeth. Just as he was about to shoot another shot, Hong Tao, who was on the other side, hurriedly stepped forward to stop him: "Zhou Qing, leave a living!".........
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The battle was short and cruel. After the Black Wind Thieves's Champion Captain was captured alive, the encounter ended like this.
Wang Huahui looked at the battlefield, and there were blood and corpses everywhere on the ground, both sides of the enemy and us.
In this battle, the nine Yebuying on Wang Huahui's side suffered heavy losses. Four people were killed one after another. One Yebuying was seriously injured, and Zhou Qing suffered minor injuries on his left arm.
The remaining Wang Huahui, Hong Tao, Xia Yiyong, and the other scholar Yin Ping were just a little bit of injuries.
More than 40 Black Wind Thieves were killed thirty-eight people, four were seriously injured, and one was captured alive.
However, with the current medical conditions of Chu State, these four seriously injured sand thieves were inevitably killed, so it can be said that forty-two people were eliminated and one person was captured alive.
From the above data, we can see that this battle can be said to be the first thousand kill and the 800 damage to oneself.
The scholar had no previous youth at this time. The previous scholar was angry. He stared at the corpse on the ground with his eyes blankly, and suddenly burst into tears: "Brothers are all dead, wuwu..., brothers are all dead, wuwu...!"
The scholar Yin Ping's cry was extremely loud, and the rest of them felt sad, and their eyes instantly turned red.
Zhou Qing, who was on the side, came to the scholar with red eyes, hugged him tightly with his right hand and said, "Scholar, don't be sad. Brothers, I expected that this day, and for the brothers, dying on the battlefield is the best glory!"
Speaking of this, Zhou Qing's eyes showed a hint of yearning: "Brothers died on the battlefield. The adults will definitely hold a grand military funeral for them. It is worth the rest of their lives to be able to receive such a grand funeral after death!"
The grand funeral held by Lin Ze for the sacrificed soldiers before was even more grand than the funerals of some senior officials.
You know, they were just ordinary soldiers before, with mud legs among the officials of Chu State or Qiu Ba. No matter they were in the upper class of Chu State, ordinary people, or even their own relatives, they would not give them such a grand funeral, but Lin Ze gave them.
It was also from that moment that Zhou Qing and his friends' hearts had been completely captured by Lin Ze, and they were willing to sacrifice everything for Lin Ze!
"Well, Zhou Tou, you are right. Brothers are worth it this time!" scholar Yin Ping wiped the tears from his face and said with a forced smile.
"Scholar, let's take your brothers on the horse!" Zhou Qing said in front of a dead Ye Bubu.
"Yes, Zhoutou!"
Yin Ping came to Zhou Qing with a serious look on his face and bent down...
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Soon, Ye Bushang, who had died in battle before, gathered together and prepared to take him away later.
When establishing the army, Lin Ze kept emphasizing that when the situation was not the most dangerous, he would take away those who had already sacrificed.
Since they died for themselves, Lin Ze at least had to bring back the bodies of these soldiers and give them a grand funeral.
After packing up the corpses of his brothers, Hong Tao walked to the captain of the Black Wind Thieves's Champion with an angry look on his face and stared at him viciously.
Although the Black Wind Thieves' Captain was injured and captured, he still roared loudly in his mouth, and was tied up by five flowers. He was also struggling hard, glaring at Hong Tao and Huang Guoyi in front of him, and constantly shouting loudly in some dialects in the desert.
The captain of the Black Wind Thieves' Champion is like this. It's not that he is really not afraid of death, but that he knows that he will have a very small chance of survival when he falls into Hong Tao and the others.
One is that he is the Black Wind Thief. The Black Wind Thief is the target of everyone's beating outside. He doesn't believe that he can survive with his previous experience.
Second, this matchup directly caused Hong Tao and the others to lose half of their manpower. He didn't believe that Hong Tao and the others would let him go.
"Scum!"
Zhou Qing shouted and punched him hard in the mouth.
The captain of the Black Wind Thieves' Cavalry suddenly had blood flowing out of his mouth and nose. However, as expected, he still stared at Zhou Qing, his eyes seemed to be about to burst into flames, and his curses became louder.
Wang Huahui seemed to completely ignore Zhou Qing's action. He was used to the scene in front of him, and even the corpses on the ground could not move him.
Wang Huahui had personally experienced the war between the encirclement and the blood-clothed thief before, so this scene was really a slight connotation for him.
Wang Huahui ignored Zhou Qing and his friends to deal with the captain of the Black Wind Thieves Cavalry. He went to look at Ye Bushang, who was stabbed in the chest by the Black Wind Thieves Cavalry. He first touched Ye Bushang's pulse, and then shook his head directly and said, "It's no help, the pulse is gone. It's really his. The strength of these Black Wind Thieves Cavalry is indeed very strong!"
Chapter completed!