Chapter 86 Battle of Wind Port 2

Wang Shitou lamented and left, leaving only the thirty or forty brave guards to fight alone.

It is worthy of being carefully selected from thousands of warriors who have experienced hundreds of battles. Each of them has extraordinary combat effectiveness and is even more loyal.

Knowing that he would die, no one was willing to surrender.

Wang Shitou's figure has gone away, and now he can't even see the shadow.

Bai Yitu knew that neither Liu Xia, who had left before, nor Wang Stone, who had just left, could not catch up, so all his anger in his heart shifted to the more than 30 guards on the battlefield.

"Kill!"

A captain of a guard squadron's left arm was cut off and blood flowed. At this time, dozens of guards gathered around him. He held his head and said with hatred, "Our mission has been completed, but we can't leave here. We are surrounded. Brothers, since this is the case, we fought for these tars and let our machetes cut us. The head of the tari!"

"Woo-woo~~~"

The war horse hissed, and the horn was continuous.

Even if there are only a few dozen people, the murderous atmosphere still makes the hot summer cold.

"Even my Qing Dynasty warriors are nothing more than this!" A general in the tazi muttered in a low voice.

Soon more than 30 living guards on the battlefield gathered together. None of them was complete. Everyone's face was stained with blood. They didn't know who it was, and they couldn't recognize who it was, but the dark military uniforms kept them together.

"Sergeant, you are very brave and a man!"

"Five lieutenant, for the general, for the Han people in the world, die without regret"

"Kill!!!"

The Tahruzi surrounded these more than 30 guards, and there was no gap at all.

They can't escape from any direction. They are dead.

"Tear!"

A man was cut off his horse, and the horse fell to the ground with a hiss. The blood dyed the yellow land red, and the blood gathered together and flowed from a high place to the ground.

"Be careful, brave lieutenant!" The sergeant picked a sharp knife aside.

"Kill!"

The encirclement of the Tarrels is getting smaller and smaller, and there is less and less space for the soldiers in the Qinwei camp. At the same time, the number of people is constantly decreasing sharply. Of course, the Tarrels have also paid a heavy price.

There are more and more corpses on the ground. Some of them are not killed, but are trampled to death by war horses.

Another personal guard was alone surrounded by three or four talons. This is a comoral, who is only in his twenties. His life is only one-fifth, but God is destined to be able to get to this day.

"Puff!"

A sharp knife cut his abdomen, and his intestines suddenly broke out. The corporal's blood-red eyes, grasped the knife in his hand with both hands, and looked at the opposite tartar. The tartar dodged the last blow of the corporal, but in the end, the knife stabbed the tarman's horse to death.

The war horse fell down with a wail, and the tartar also hit the ground from the war horse, and there was a bodyguard who was about to be cut off. The guard stood up with a big knife beside him. When the tartar fell, it was directly penetrated by the big knife. The guard on the ground smiled. The sergeant with the intestines on the horse fell asleep forever at a glance.

"Hahahaha" The sergeant laughed wildly and then fell to the ground.

At this time, a Tatar horse stepped on the body of the dead corporal, and his flesh and blood were blurred.

"Kill! It's all killed by me!" Bai Yitu shouted angrily.

There are still 15 soldiers in the Qinwei Camp. Which one is not bloody?

They are crowded together and support each other.

A brave lieutenant with a broken arm shouted, "H Long live the general! Long live the Han nation!"

"Hold the general! Long live the Han nation!"

They shouted loudly in a hoarse voice, and the final dignity could not be denied!

"Excise the Tarta, expel the Tarta!"

"Make way! Get out of the way!" Bai Yitu's horse went to the soldiers of the guard camp.

"You Chinese dogs, how dare you do this when you die! I don't know whether they are alive or dead, and smash them into ten thousand pieces!"

"Kill!!!"

The two armies fought again, and the remaining dozen soldiers of the guard battalion fell one after another, but none of them on their death forgot to pull a cushion.

"Even if you die, you have to pull one on Huangquan Road!"

Bai Yitu was furious at this time. He really couldn't imagine what kind of medicine these Han people had taken. They were so fierce that they were not afraid of death at all. Which Han people he came into contact with in the past were not timid and afraid of death. How did they become such brave warriors now?

In the past, those Han people put down their weapons and accepted the surrender after being surrounded, which made Bai Yitu think that the Han people were the same. Now he has come into contact with those who are not afraid of death in the Qinwei camp, which surprises Bai Yitu.

If every Han person is like this, then the Qing Dynasty can only return to the mountains and forests of the Northeast, no! Such an army cannot be kept, it must be completely annihilated!

In the end, only a lieutenant with a broken arm was surrounded by hundreds of taritans. He looked blankly at the corpses everywhere. He was basically surrounded by the soldiers of the guard camp. He had talked and laughed before, but now he has gone to hell. Brothers, see you in the next life!

The lieutenant shouted angrily, and his legs clamped the horse's stomach. The horse hissed in pain, and suddenly burst into force and rushed to Bai Yitu.

"Stop him!"

Bai Yitu sneered, "I don't know whether to live or die!"

Just when Bai Yitu thought that the lieutenant's knife should be cut at him, the lieutenant suddenly turned in a direction and cut off Bai Yitu's military flag, and the flag suddenly fell down.

"Ah!!!"

"Go to hell!" Bai Yitu came with an angry horse and cut at the lieutenant with a knife.

The corners of the brave lieutenant's mouth turned up, and tears flowed from his eyes. The tears were not fear, not timidity, but happiness. What if you win? The flag in the army was cut off by me! I humiliated hundreds of you alone! Hahahahaha.

"Tear!"

Facing the ridicule of the brave lieutenant, Bai Yitu looked at each other angrily and stabbed the brave lieutenant into the stomach.

"Tear~~"

Bai Yitu pulled out the knife, and the lieutenant's intestines were also picked out. His stomach was stirred into a meat paste, and all the food eaten by the blood intestines spilled out. Red, yellow, black.

"Bang!"

Lieutenant Fen Yong finally fell to the ground from the horse, always laughing at the corners of his mouth, with his eyes wide open, as if watching how the sari disappeared on the land of China.

Although Bai Yitu won, he didn't feel the taste of victory at all. It's too uncomfortable. Is this Han people? Bai Yitu became suspicious.

Such an opponent made Bai Yitu afraid, but then Bai Yitu corrected his mentality. Anyway, he was also the head of the Eight King Kongs of the Qing Dynasty. How could he be afraid of a little Liu Xia? Liu Xia must be beheaded and the Han people must be destroyed.