Round after group of warriors fell, Meng Kebao was just one of them. Xia Junmao didn't have time to remember the names of each sacrificed warrior. It was more important now. He wanted to save the remaining and alive warriors as much as possible, and he wanted to take them home.

But is it really possible? Xia Junmao has lost confidence, even if he himself is unwilling to admit it. At this moment, there is only one color left in his eyes, that is red, which is the color stained with the blood of soldiers. It should have been heroic, heroic, and heroic, and it should not be as cruel and sad as it is now.

The spear pierced through the bodies of the soldiers, the sharp teeth bit the soldiers' necks, and the swords and axes split the soldiers' backbone. Even the soul, the most precious soul, will be sealed in this snowy and ice, and will never be able to return to the hometown of the Central Plains.

The number of Liang's army was decreasing every moment, and finally the last round of people was coming. Xie Yi's quiver was already empty, and the machete in his hand had long been curled. He and his brother Xie Yu were facing the fully armed Tang soldiers, and the fierce weapons in their hands shone with a fatal luster.

As the elder brother Xie Yi has always shouldered the responsibility of protecting his younger brother. When the spear approached, Xie Yi stood in front of him. Unfortunately, the machete could no longer withstand the fierce attack of the spear, and finally he could only rely on the bent bow in his hand to trap the spear. He relied on the string to trap the spear, but the bow string could trap a spear and could not trap more spears, especially when the battle formation had been broken.

Xia Junmao jumped out of the battle formation, his sword was unsheathed, and blood flew. He stepped on the enemy's spear and jumped into the enemy. He turned around and cut off the ankles of the lower Tang soldiers around him. Then, taking advantage of the enemy's turn, the blade passed by and took their heads. More lower Tang soldiers began to attack the enemy who broke into the army, but how could ordinary spears trap Xia Junmao? He took a little toe and gently avoided the attack, and took the lives of several lower Tang soldiers in the air.

Xia Junmao's active attack really hit the Tang soldiers who were in full swing. For a moment, the situation was in chaos, which gave the remaining Liang Chao soldiers a chance to break through. Cao Tie wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, used a shield to block the attack, and immediately picked up the spear and began to stab him in a mess. This kind of offense without strategy and moves actually achieved certain results. The reason is that there are too many sand halberd soldiers rushing towards him, and even if they are closed, they can stab a target.

Even so, Cao Tie's arm could not hold on. The soreness was almost impossible for him to hold the spear. The shield on his left hand had obvious cracks, and it would become fragments as long as he hit a few more times. Cao Tie fought and retreated. When he retreated into the middle of the original battle formation, he realized that there was not much robes around him, and Xia Junmao was already in the enemy.

"Qing Cang!" Cao Tie shouted loudly: "Protect the commander!"

Qing Cang received the signal and stepped on the body of the Tang soldiers and jumped into the enemy's army and met Xia Junmao back to back. With help from him, Xia Junmao became more courageous. The two cooperated to behead the enemies who dared to step forward, until the Tang army dared to surround them and did not dare to attack rashly again.

Fan Yi stretched his waist with a slightly sour eyes. At this time, the sky was dark and even the setting sun had completely disappeared. The whole day of trouble was hard enough. He looked at the dozen Liang Jun who were still struggling to resist and shouted proudly: "As long as you surrender, I can protect you from death! If you resist stubbornly, the fate will be the same as everyone else!"

Xia Junmao smiled tiredly and asked Qing Cang behind him, "Are you afraid of death?"

"I'm just afraid I can't kill more enemies!"

"That's good, let's continue!"

Xia Junmao and Qing Cang were no longer satisfied with defense and began to take the initiative. When one attacked, the other protected his back. The two of them advanced and retreated together, and the Tang army was defeated one after another, but they did not dare to face the attack of their troops.

Fan Yi was too lazy to make trouble anymore, so he reached out to take off the bent bow, intending to defeat the two of them so that the war would end soon.

The Liang army was still struggling to resist, and there were only eight people left. Just now, one more person fell down, and the seven people formed a circle to face the aggressive enemy. Xie Yi was already seriously injured, and his wounds were bleeding all the time. At this time, he was already weak, and even standing was quite forced. Xie Yu had been standing beside his brother and acted as his personal guard; Cao Tie's shield had been abandoned, and he held the machete with both hands to face the enemy, even though his hands were trembling.

"Kill them all!" Someone in the Tang army roared, and immediately everyone rushed towards the last seven people. Xie Yi grabbed Xie Yu who was about to meet the enemy, rushed towards the spear, and let the spear poke himself into a sieve.

"elder brother!"

Xie Yi roared and pulled out his spear one by one, causing the thrusts on his body to start to spit blood. He turned around and pressed Xie Yu under him. At the same time, he whispered to Xie Yu: "You want to live, you want to live, we can't all die here, whether it's for our Xie family or the Xuanjia Army, remember to live!"

Xie Yu looked at Xie Yi slowly closed his eyes. He wanted to cry, but he didn't dare or couldn't. His brother's blood stained him all over, and his brother's body became his last and best barrier. He didn't know that the other robes had fallen one after another. All he could do was to endure humiliation and bear heavy burdens. He had to listen to his brother.

"Come on, come on! I, Cao Tie, have never been afraid of the pain in my life!" Cao Tie no longer cared about the pain, because there were pain everywhere in his body. His legs were pierced by a spear, his back had been cut into a pool of meat paste, and he had some blood holes poked out in his chest... But so what? He couldn't hold the machete anymore, so he tore the enemy with his bare hands. When his palm was chopped, he wanted to bite with his teeth, but he couldn't walk anymore, and he really couldn't walk. Several spears had been pierced into his legs, and he rushed to the ground.

The place where Cao Tie fell was right in front of Xie Yu. Xie Yu looked at Cao Tie and finally smiled. Then the smile stopped on his face, and his eyes gradually lost their luster. But Xie Yu understood that it was Cao Tie happy for himself and for the fact that one of these brothers could survive.

The battle on the main battlefield has ended, and now there are only two people left. The first arrow shot by Fan Yi plunged into Xia Junmao's kneeling. When he saw Xia Junmao kneeling down, Qing Cang wanted to help him, and the second arrow followed him into Qing Cang's knees, and he also knelt down.

"Okay, okay!" Fan Yi put down the bow and arrow and said, "Since you have knelt down on your own initiative, I will spare you for the time being! Don't let them die, as it will be useful to keep it!"

Xia Junmao and Qing Cang, who had lost their ability to resist, were tied up by Tang Bing, and dragged them to Fan Yi's horse hooves. "Clog your mouth!" Before Xia Junmao was about to bite his tongue and commit suicide, several Tang Bingmen broke open his mouth. The process was too hard and pulled down a tooth. Tang Bings tied them up on the mouths of the two with linen to prevent them from committing suicide.

It was not until this time that night officially came, and the battlefield outside Jinchang City finally became quiet. The night could cover up everything, covering up the blood in the day without leaving any remaining, showing the world a quiet look, as if nothing had happened.

Two figures flashed on the head of Jinchang City, which had been quiet all the time, one was closer to the corner tower, and the other stood behind the figure in front.

"Father?"

"Why do you think Fan Yi didn't kill Xia Junmao?"

"He wants to use them to make chess pieces?"

"Incompletely correct, more accurately, the chips used to threaten us."

"Hack us? Could it be..."

"Is there any news from the King of Ling?"

"Yes, this is the letter that the child just received."

The man in the leader turned around and took two steps. The faint light finally made people see his face clearly - Dan Tai Guizong. After reading the letter quickly, he handed it to the person in front of him: "Wengu, burn it immediately after reading it."
Chapter completed!