The whole battlefield is now in chaos, the left flank is still stalemate, and the right flank has a slight upper hand.
"Report, Wu Anhou was hit by an arrow!"
Zheng Heng came back with an arrow wound in embarrassment, and after seeing Zhu Di, he gritted his teeth and said, "The minister is not in the way." ” Zhu Di nodded, and then temporarily shifted his gaze from the main battlefield to the corner on the left.
"Nima!"
As soon as Fang Xing dodged a knife, a tall enemy rushed towards him.
He jerked himself upright on the horse's back, grasped the hilt of his sword with both hands, and slashed down with all his might.
"Bell!"
Fang Xing didn't look at the result, and immediately rushed into the encirclement.
The enemy behind him threw away his saber that had been broken in two, and fell from his horse with gloomy eyes, a slit gradually cracking from his forehead to his chin.
"Mr.
Fang!"
When the encircled sergeants saw Fang wake up, they all shouted excitedly and spontaneously gathered around.
Although the casualties were heavy, the people of Kovara knew the importance of Zhu Zhanji, and under the shouts of thousands of households, they continued to attack without fear of death.
Fang Xing looked at the enemy troops in front of him who were rushing forward in the gap between the crockpot strikes, so he looked around and shouted: "Brothers, follow me, I will take you out!"
” "Kill it!"
Fang Wu led the cavalry behind the palace, and Fang Xing rushed forward as soon as he took the lead.
"Whew!"
When the crockpots came over the enemy again, the enemy troops who had tasted the terrible ones scattered one after another.
"Boom, boom, boom!"
Fang Wu led people to kill more than ten horsemen who were chasing, and then saw that the pursuers were drowned in the smoke of gunpowder, so he turned back happily, but saw that Fang Xing was surrounded by three enemy horsemen.
"Young Master!"
"Brother Dehua!"
Zhu Zhanji saw Fang Xing dodge a knife, but he was immediately swept over his waist by a knife from the side, and the place where the half-body armor was not protected suddenly changed color.
Immediately, I felt a hot breath in my chest about to come out.
"Your Highness!"
Yang Rongzheng, who was driven over by Zhu Di again, looked at Fang Xing with concern, but he didn't pay attention but let Zhu Zhanji rush forward.
"What are you doing in a daze?"
Yang Rong shouted to Chongqi, if something happens to the emperor's grandson today, everyone will not be able to escape.
The heavy cavalry deputy Qianhu was shocked, and hurriedly chased after him with his subordinates.
His task was very simple, that is, to protect Zhu Zhanji, so when Fang Xing's department was facing a crisis, he did not take the initiative to reach out.
But if something happens to Zhu Zhanji, then these hundreds of people will not have a way to live.
Thinking of this, Deputy Qianhu was anxious, and at the same time hoped that Fang Xing could temporarily protect Zhu Zhanji.
"Kill!"
Fang Xing was stabbed desperately, and the Tang knife in his hand cut off the enemy's head.
The remaining two enemies rushed over with a smirk, ready to finish off this guy who looked like a Ming general.
Fang Xing didn't even have time to draw his gun, so he faced a siege from both sides.
"Bell!
Clang!
” "Shhh After blocking the two knives, Fang Xing felt that his waist was twitching and painful, and it felt a little wet.
The enemy's face was hideous with joy, and in the flash of the sword, Fang Xing was already in crisis......
This is the biggest crisis that Fang Xing has encountered in the past and present lives!
In an instant, Fang Xing shouted in despair: "Let's die together!"
” With a strong drink, Fang Xing didn't avoid the saber that slashed at his neck at all, and directly slashed past, the target was also the opponent's neck.
Let's see which of us is faster!
Fang Xing's face also showed a hideous expression, at this moment his mind was just thinking about killing this enemy, as for the other guy who was wielding a saber, he didn't care about it at all.
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Seventh!
Fang Xing just screamed in his heart.
"Young Master!"
The cold light of the blade was almost felt on his neck, but there was a sound of him falling to the ground with a bang behind him, and then Xin Laoqi's shout.
"Whew!"
Fang Xing closed his eyes, feeling that Tang Dao had encountered some resistance, and then cut something open.
Bite!
Hey!
I'm not dead?
Fang Xing only felt that the junction of the face armor and the half-body armor was lightly slashed by the saber, but his head was still on his neck.
"Brother Dehua!"
Fang Xing's body was shocked, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Zhu Zhanji, who was holding a knife and smirking, his face was splashed with blood, looking red and white.
"Get down!"
Zhu Zhanji saw Fang Xing throwing the Tang knife towards him, and he lay on the back of the horse without hesitation, and then felt a chill on his back.
The enemy rider who was about to kill Zhu Zhanji from behind was not stabbed by the knife thrown by Fang Xing, but was pierced through the throat by Xin Laoqi's arrow, and then was cut off the horse by Liu Pu, who had been playing soy sauce.
Fang Xing glared at Zhu Zhanji, then turned back to Xin Laoqi and said, "Old Seven, fortunately, you are here, gather the people and horses, and immediately line up." ” Xin Laoqi arrived just in time and killed the enemy cavalry attacking from the flank, saving Fang Xing's life.
Xin Laoqi only felt that his back was soaked, if he had slowed down half a step just now, Fang Xing's head would have been lost.
Just now, the enemy cavalry was armed with a heavy knife, and Fang Xing's mask armor couldn't stop it at all!
As for Zhu Zhanji, Xin Laoqi just did it.
This honest man only knows how to protect his young master, and as for the others, that is the second target.
"Array!"
Xin Laoqi roared in fear, and he frowned at the heavy cavalry deputy Qianhu who came and said, "You wait and go to the rear to line up and wait for the military order." ” Deputy Qianhu was a little unconvinced, but he thought that he was a step late just now, and almost put His Royal Highness Taisun in danger, so he had to lead his horse behind the musketeers who began to line up.
Heavy cavalry could not ride horses when they were not fighting, otherwise the horses would be weak when it came time to charge.
"Row up, all row up!"
Dong Bi was also injured, his left arm was bleeding down the tick, but he still roared fiercely, urging the hundreds of households to stand in line.
At this time, Zhu Fang had already stopped the trebuchet attack, and looked at the smoke in front of him and was speechless.
To tell the truth, when the smoke gradually cleared, revealing the corpses of the people and horses that had been blown up beyond recognition, ordinary people really rarely did not be shocked.
"Not bad!"
Zhu Di saw that the remaining Warats were all retreating, and saw Zhu Zhanji jumping around, so he put down the binoculars, and then looked at the frontal battlefield.
The left flank was still stalemate, while the offensive on the right flank had been stopped by the Warats, and both sides were at a stalemate except in the center.
Liu Jiang's horse was shot to death, he simply jumped off the horse, roared and plunged into the pile of enemies, waving the big knife in his hand from side to side, bringing up bursts of bloody arrows.
This kind of melee scene Shenji Battalion had no choice but to retreat to the second line.
Liu Sheng looked at the battlefield in front of him with regret, so he took the opportunity to replenish gunpowder and deal with the wounded.
And Liu Pu only made a knife today, before he was full of ambition to reap military merits on this battlefield, but now he was poured a bucket of cold water by reality.
He watched numbly as Fang Xing tore off his upper clothes, revealing the open wound on his left waist, his entire lower body was soaked with blood, and while he was worried, he couldn't help but kneel on the ground and vomit.
Fang Xing gritted his teeth and asked Zhu Zhanji to sprinkle the medicinal powder on the wound, and after seeing Liu Pu's reaction, he forced a smile and said: "If you vomit, you will get used to spitting, and the pasture grass in this land will definitely grow special next year...
Good!
Hiss ......"
Zhu Zhanji sprinkled the medicine and was sweating profusely, then took the gauze handed by Fang Xing, bandaged the wound vigorously, and finally wrapped it around his waist a few times.
Fang Xing was soaked in sweat, and he comforted: "Don't worry, it's okay." ” Zhu Zhanji felt that his eyes were a little hot, so he lowered his head to hide it, and when he looked up again, he found that Fang Xing had already arrived in front.
The Warats in front of them had retreated like a tide, which gave Fang Xing time to reorganize the musket array.