Zhu Rong is his daughter's family in the end, since he hesitated, he simply played the little scoundrel of his daughter's family, and just spent it with the potter, anyway, I just won't go down.
She played such a scoundrel, but she hit the right one, and hit the weakness of the potter.
With the situation in front of her, with only a few hundred soldiers and horses, such a small hill no more than a few feet high, if the potter wanted to destroy her, tens of thousands of people would be enough to drown her with one spit.
If the potter cared about her life, he would have ordered her to be captured, and she and her hundreds of remnants of the army would have been crushed.
Zhu Rong, who mistakenly hit the soft threat of the potter, dragged it like this, neither surrendering nor going down the mountain to fight, no matter how long he dragged it on.
"The king, the barbarians don't know what to do, please give the king an order, the last general only needs a thousand soldiers and horses, which is enough to level the barbarians on the hills."
Hua Xiong was annoyed and asked to fight.
The rest of the generals were also annoyed and angry, and they all asked for battle in anger, wanting to crush Zhu Rong and the remnants of the army.
Among the people, only Zhang Liang saw the Tao Shang's thoughts, so he smiled and said: "The king seems to want to capture that Zhu Rong alive, but in fact, this is not simple, just ask the crossbowman to release arrows on the hill, and I am afraid that I will not be able to force her to come." ” "It's still the heart of the king who knows the ovary of the room."
The potter laughed.
At that moment, the potter ordered the siege to continue without attacking, and at the same time ordered thousands of archers to come and surround the hill and fire sharp arrows towards the back of the mountain.
Whoosh The buzzing sound suddenly became loud, and in the cold light flowing, thousands of sharp arrows rose into the air, like meteors in the sky, overwhelmingly pressing towards the hills.
In the next second, screams suddenly erupted on the hill, blood mist flew everywhere, and in an instant, dozens of brute soldiers were shot into hedgehogs.
Zhu Rong immediately panicked, anxious to swing the knife and pull the arrow, and his heart was annoyed and frightened.
She had already made up her mind to die, waiting for the potters to send troops to rush up the hill, then she could rely on the mountain and fight to the death with the remnants of the army at hand, even if she died in the end, she could fight to kill the Wei army several times, which was worth it.
But Zhu Rong didn't expect that the pottery merchant was determined to force her down the mountain, so he didn't send troops to attack at all, but let go of the rain of arrows.
With Zhu Rong's force value of 88, she had to block with all her strength, no matter how dense the arrows were, they couldn't penetrate her knife curtain and cause any damage to her.
It's a pity that the remnants of the barbarians on the left and right are all weak in martial arts, and they are shot down in a pool of blood.
In an instant, the three hundred remaining brute soldiers were shot to less than a hundred.
Sou Another arrow broke through the air, pierced through the knife curtain defense, and went straight to Zhurong's door, she couldn't avoid it, so she had to flash her face anxiously.
The arrow blade brushed Zhu Rong's face, and the strong blade wind gently blew a stab on her ear.
The slight stinging pain also made Zhu Rong suddenly sober up, realizing that it was not a way to continue to be a shrinking turtle, and sooner or later he would have to be shot by the Wei army, but he would even die in a nest.
Instead of being shot to death in such a suffocating manner, it is better to kill him vigorously down the hill and kill him, even if he dies, he must pull a few Wei pawns on his back.
Thinking of this, Zhu Rong's eyes suddenly ignited with grief and indignation, and the war knife was raised towards the bottom of the mountain, and he shouted: "Nanzhong Erlang, even if we die, we will die with the glory, rush down the mountain with me, and fight to the death with Wei Dog." ” In the sound of the clear whistle, Zhu Rong rode the horse and danced the knife, like a seven-colored rainbow, and rushed towards the bottom of the hill.
The remaining hundred or so barbarian soldiers, knowing that they had no way out, had to fight their last courage, shouted and rushed down with Zhu Rong.
"Little Fierce Horse, I finally can't hold it anymore, are you going to come down?"
Looking at the barbarians rolling down on the hillside, the corners of the potter's mouth raised a sarcastic sneer.
With such an expression of sitting and watching a good show, the potter gently raised his sword, ordered the crossbowmen to withdraw, and ordered the infantry in front of the hillside to line up, and Zhu Rong finally rushed to the death.
Eight thousand Wei soldiers lined up like a mountain, standing still, proud of more than 100 dying and struggling enemies.
The sound of roaring and killing echoed in the wilderness, and finally, Zhu Rong led more than 100 remnants of soldiers and reluctantly rushed down the foot of the mountain.
In the frontal direction, the iron array of Wei swords and shields stood horizontally, without a trace of fear and wavering.
Click Zhu Rong took the lead and crashed into the Wei army formation, swept the war knife in his hand, and forcibly knocked over the three Wei army sabers and shields in front of him and crashed into the formation.
The barbarian soldiers who followed behind her were not as lucky as her, and more than half of them died instantly under the wall of the Wei army.
Zhu Rong smashed into the Wei array with a strong force value, and the blade passed over, easily smashing several Wei pawns to pieces.
Piercing through the blood mist, just as Zhu Rong raised his head, he saw a dense tide of Wei soldiers waiting for her to come to the door.
In the blink of an eye, Zhu Rong fell into the endless tide of the Wei army, and fell into a situation of fighting to the death alone.
Hundreds of Wei soldiers and countless blades and guns went forward one after another, like a wave, wave after wave to Zhurong.
Zhu Rong almost didn't even have a chance to breathe, in order to deal with such an endless impact of the sea of people, he could only do his best, and the war knife in his hand blasted out endlessly, sweeping back the surging tide of the Wei army again and again.
But the Wei army did not have a trace of fear, the front row fell, and the back row rushed up again, one after another, endlessly.
Although Zhu Rong's personal strength is brave, but after all, his strength is limited, and if he is surrounded and killed like this, it will not take long for his physical strength to be exhausted, and he must be consumed to death.
Zhu Rong thought that Tao was planning to consume her to death, so that she didn't even have a chance to fight a decisive battle with a member of the Great Wei generals, and was directly killed by these nobodies.
The first beauty and the first warrior in the dignified South Middle School, but in the end she died under the knife of a pawn who didn't even have a name, what a shame it would be Zhu Rong is more and more difficult to fight, the more anxious Yue Zhan became, and shouted angrily: "Potter, where are you, don't you want to fight to the death with your aunt and grandmother, do you have the courage to come, are you afraid of my aunt and grandmother?"
Zhu Rong's insulting and sarcastic screams echoed in the earth-shattering shouts of killing, but they were swallowed up in an instant, without a trace of waves.
The soldiers of the Wei army on the left and right still rushed up one after another, exhausting the little physical strength she had left.
Finally, Zhu Rong's bloodshot eyes, through the blood mist, finally saw the presence of the potter.
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The man who humiliated himself twice, the thief who saw the scenery on his chest, the enemy who captured his fiancé, the demon who killed her 50,000 Jian'er in Nanzhong At this moment, the hateful potter was standing a dozen paces away, admiring her with a playful expression, sneering.
Endless anger, like a volcanic eruption, ignited in Zhu Rong's heart.
"Potter, I'm going to kill you" Zhu Rong roared angrily, danced his sword, desperately killed the bloody road, and shot towards the potter.
"It's almost time, it's time to take down this little horse, and if you continue to play with her, she will lose more than she loses."
A sneer rose at the corner of the potter's mouth, and he suddenly drank in a deep voice: "You and others are all out of the way, and this king will personally clean up this little fierce horse."
The king's order was issued, and the Wei soldiers in front of them drove away like waves, branching out a bloody road, and let Zhu Rong rush in.
As soon as the road ahead was opened, the speed of Zhurong's war horse flew up, like a seven-colored rainbow, through the crowd, towards the potter.
When he was seven steps away, Zhu Rong held the war knife high in one hand, touched the back of his waist with the other hand, and with a flick of his snow arm, a flying knife shot out and shot straight in front of the potter.
A knife shot out, Zhu Rongxue's arm danced like the wind, and in an instant, the remaining six flying knives were thrown out in succession.
Whoosh Six flying knives burst out of the air in succession, and pounced on the potter head-on, attacking his key points in various places, each of which cost human life.
In the previous battle, the potter had blocked her throwing knife, but this time she no longer flew solo, but sent it continuously, trying to make the potter unable to catch it.
When the knife was issued, the speed of the war horse under Zhu Rong's crotch did not decrease, and the war knife in his hand was raised high, following behind the string of flying knives, and shot wildly.
"I knew you were going to play this trick" There was a hint of irony flashing in the eyes of the potter, obviously expecting Zhu Rong to make a flying knife stunt, seeing the cold light in front of him, the flying knife shot closer, and with a low roar, the war knife in his hand danced out.
Brush brush brush In an instant, the war knife was in front of the potter, turning into a dark iron curtain, like a huge shield, sealing all the vital points around him, invulnerable.
The sparks flew up, and a series of metal crashing sounds sounded one after another, and the six flying knives that shot at the lightning were all bounced open by the potter's knife curtain, and none of them could hit.
Seeing that the potter's knife was so fast, and he easily blocked his flying knife, Zhu Rongxiu frowned, and a trace of jealousy flashed in his eyes.
That look of surprise was forcibly suppressed in an instant, and it was replaced by the flame of revenge.
Zhu Rong knew that he had no choice but to fight hard with the potter.
"Whore, I want your life" A sharp roar sounded, Zhu Rong crashed into it like a rainbow, and the war knife in his hand danced wildly, kicking off a bloody dust mist and slashing down.
"Little Liema, lost to this king twice, don't you have a long memory" The potter sneered, the ape arm turned, and the war knife in his hand swept out with the momentum of the storm. throat The earth-shattering metal roared, and the hunting echoed in his ears, almost piercing Zhu Rong's eardrums.
With one move, Zhu Rong's plump body suddenly shook violently, and the force that rushed was easily offset by the potter's move, and even shocked his own blood and blood.
Zhu Rong's expression changed immediately, and his eyes were obviously surprised by the potter's quick reaction and strong strength, so easily he took this series of hidden weapons and battle knife attacks, and the martial arts seemed to be refined again.
A sneer flashed on the face of the potter's heroic martial arts, "That's really the case".
With Zhu Rong's 88 points of force value, and the potter's 89 points of force value, there is only a little difference, and it is not so easy for the potter to take the full force of Zhu Rong's flying knife and war knife so easily.
However, Zhu Rong experienced a big battle before, rushed down the mountain and fell into the tide of the Wei army, most of his physical strength was consumed, and his actual combat effectiveness had been greatly reduced, and he was far from being the opponent of the pottery merchants.
It was precisely because of this that the potter had absolute confidence that he wanted to take her down with his own hands.
With a knife fight, the potter had already judged that her strength was not as good as before, and it was exactly as he expected.
"This time, this king won't play more with you, let's solve it quickly" The potter's self-confidence was wild, and just when Zhu Rong was still in shock, he laughed wildly, the war knife in his hand flipped over, and the second knife had torn through the blood mist to prevent melting, and with the overwhelming force, he bombarded down.
Before the war knife fell, the strong blade wind like the sea tide had already pressed down wildly, so that Zhu Rong was almost out of breath.
The blade of the potter's knife has completely sealed all of Zhu Rong's dodge directions, forcing her to have nowhere to dodge but to block hard "Fight with you" Zhu Rong gritted his teeth, raised his sword with his snow arm high, fought with all his strength, and tried his best to block it. rumble The war knife bombarded down, and under the crazy huge bombardment, the handle of the knife in Zhu Rong's hand was broken with a click Friends who like infinite summoning, you can pay attention to Yanzi's WeChat public account: Tang Yan returns, Yanzi will send some side stories, as well as some interesting stories, if you have any good suggestions, you can also tell Yanzi. isjgy: