Xiao Xiong looked around, and the corpses of the Yun family's guards were scattered on the ground. The dense density made people's scalps tingle, he had never seen so many corpses of the Yun family's guards gathered on one battlefield. You must know that the Lingwu battle, which was repeatedly mentioned by Hou Ye and his uncles, only killed and injured more than 1,000 people in the cold and snowy months. And under his command, there are many captains of the guard who survived that fierce battle.

His heart was crumbling, and he knew that those people were Yun Xiao's top hearts.

"Little Bear Master, what should I do?" The guards beside him roared loudly, the guards of the Yun family had never received such a blow on the battlefield. From the bear to the guards, no one knew what to do with the current situation.

"Raise your shield, form a formation!" Little Bear shouted helplessly.

There is no way but to form a formation to protect yourself. After the fire was extinguished, retreat under the cover of the goshawk.

Thankfully, the guards were also well-trained, and in fact the bear's orders were not given. Already small groups of guards have begun to try to form formations to protect themselves against the rain of arrows from the Japanese people.

The guards of the Yun family began to form a dense phalanx one after another, and the guards in front of them held their shields up on their chests. The sergeant inside had his shield completely above his head, so that the formation could minimize casualties.

But the shield in their hands was a small shield after all, and arrows continued to shoot through the gaps in the shield in the dense rain of arrows. From time to time, there were screams in the formation, and after each scream, the formation would shrink a little.

"Father, it worked. We have succeeded in holding back the Han Chinese, so let's order an attack, otherwise the fire will be extinguished and the Han will flee. Fuso looked excitedly at the battlefield in front of him. Bloody thrills, and the glory to come. Fuso's eyes were a little red, and the young man seemed to be waiting impatiently for the lion in a cage.

"These Han people are really not ordinary, if the other armies fall into such a desperate situation. It has already collapsed and collapsed, and they can still gather together to form a formation to protect themselves. It still looks like we'll have to use the sword to solve the problem. Lads, use your swords for riches and honor. Come on! ”

The courtyard saw that more than half of the Han army had been lost, and there were still many wounded among the remaining people. He decided to eat these thousand people mercilessly, so that the Han people would know that they were not soft persimmons like Prince Li.

"Whew...... Whoop!!!!! "Hyogo County, under the command of Dayuanjun, is a gathering place for Qin soldiers and soldiers, and these descendants of the old Qin people have the blood of that invincible army. The bloodthirsty nature had already penetrated into their bones, and they heard the order of the Courtyard King to charge. Fusang was the first to break out of the trenches, and the weapons in the hands of these Qin troops were surprisingly consistent. A sheathed spear.

A foot-long spear tip is backed by a sheath that protects the shaft from being cut off by the enemy.

These Japanese soldiers were like leopards out of the gate, and rushed towards the position of the Yun family's guards with the spears in their hands.

Through the gap in the shield, the bear clearly saw the guys rushing up. They didn't have any armor on them, but their imposing eyes really looked like hungry wolves.

At this time, it was too late to use the bow and crossbow, and Xiao Xiong withdrew the shield in front of him and shouted behind him: "Damn, I don't want to rush with Lao Tzu like this!" He knew that if he let the other party rush, his momentum would be completely suppressed.

It seems that there are at least 3,000 people on the other side, but only four or five hundred of them can take up their sabers and fight. If you lose again in momentum. Then wait for the knife.

The goshawk heard the wild howl on the other side of the fire, and remembered the twisting and turning. But the firewood stained with fish oil burned vigorously, and I was afraid that it would be time to burn a stick of incense. The bear's life is on the horizon if these fires are gone. I'm afraid that the bear's head has been cut off and hung on the flagpole.

"Damn!" The goshawk cursed loudly in a hurry, but there was nothing he could do.

"The fire over there is smaller, so let's bulldoze the fire to put out the fire." One of the guards reminded loudly.

"Yes, yes! Hurry up, fucking find a branch and bulldoze the fire out. The goshawk was reminded. Immediately ordered his soldiers to cut down trees and push the floating soil on the ground to extinguish the fire.

The bear had just taken two steps out with his mace when a crossbow flew towards him. The bear waved his shield to block. Unexpectedly, another bolt grazed the edge of the shield and was nailed into the bear's shoulder.

The three-edged armor-piercing arrows tore through the sturdy armor with the strong wind, and the powerful force brought the bear's massive body to the head.

"Little Bear!" Two guards ran over and helped the bear up.

"Go away!" The furious bear tried to push the two away, but one arm was no longer listening.

Both teams rushed towards each other at a speed of 100 meters, and the sharp spears and sharp sabers collided straight together.

These guards of the Yun family are all brave people who have survived a hundred battles. And the Japanese soldiers on the opposite side are all the bloodlines of the Qin army that swept through the Six Kingdoms a hundred years ago.

Both teams of the kings were red-eyed and sacrificed their lives, spears piercing their chests and swords splitting each other's heads.

Young people born with iron blood and pride, they prove their bravery with their own blood. Prove that they are the descendants of that invincible army.

The Yun family's guards also used sabers to prove that their victory was not for nothing.

Two armies of the same Yanhuang and Miao descendants fought in the land of a different race. A sharp saber can easily cut off one skull. When the blood behind the skull is flying. The sharp spear pierced the pitch-black armor as well.

The corners of Dayuanjun's eyes twitched when he saw it, and nearly 3,000 people were actually worthy of a tie with hundreds of Han troops. If it weren't for the huge numerical superiority, I am afraid that they would have been defeated by this time.

The battlefield has never been a place where heads-up is advocated, and the Yun family's guards, who are at a disadvantage in numbers, have suffered a big loss. He alone had to endure the attack of five or six spears of the opponent.

The number of black-armored guards was rapidly decreasing, and the bear was frantically wielding a mace on one arm. But with each stroke, the wound on the arm broke free. Blood flowed down the cracks in the armor, and the bear felt his ribs wet under his armpits.

There were only two or three hundred people around who could stand and resist, and they were compressed into a group and relied on forming a military formation to protect themselves, resisting the dense attack like a forest of guns.

The guards were slashing and slashing, they were all fighting in despair. The Yun family guards had never been forced into such a situation, let alone annihilated a thousand-man team at one time. The guards are determined to die, killing one is enough to kill two, and earn one.

More than a dozen people pushed a small tree, and the lush foliage carried up a lot of dirt. The goshawk himself held a small branch and braved the scorching heat to fill the fire ditch with earth.

It is impossible to spread the fish gelatin artificially evenly, and this is the corner of the fire wall. A large handful of dirt and wet branches were pushed into the fire ditch, and the burning fire was suddenly much shorter.

"Don't stop, push inside." The goshawk roared and roared, through the cracks in the wall of fire. He had already seen the difficult situation of the Yun family's guards. Especially the little bear who is covered in blood and still fights hard.

This is the nephew, the bear died a miserable death. The tragedy of the second brother must not be repeated in the bear, and the goshawk urged his subordinates with his life. The flaming fire ditch was finally filled, and the goshawk was the first to rush into battle on the smoking ground.

The little bear already felt that his arm was so sore, that he couldn't hold the mace in his hand, and the little bear subconsciously waved his hand to block it. The mace knocked a spear out, but his hand was no longer limp. The mace made of pure steel also fell to the ground, and a Japanese soldier howled and rushed at the bear. The spear in his hand glowed coldly in the sunlight.

"Whoosh!" A feathered arrow pierced the soldier's head accurately, and the three-edged arrow ripped open his skull. When he rushed in front of the bear, he had become a corpse. But the corpse was still carried by inertia, knocking down the exhausted bear. Red, white, and white brains and blood sprayed the bear's head and face, and the sticky brains even covered the bear's mouth and nose.

The goshawk hurried a few steps in front of his nephew and slashed over one of the widows. He crouched down and kept pulling his hands on the bear's face.

"Poof!" The bear spat out the brains in his mouth and took a long breath.

"Fourth uncle, you are here, the little bear will be suffocated to death after a while." This thing actually gave the goshawk a terrifying smile.

"You kid counts cats with nine lives, and you lie down and watch how the fourth uncle kills these bitches."

The guards poured in through the gaps a few feet wide, and the goshawk stood beside the bear with a curved bow in hand. The arrows were fired like cannons in his hands, and every time an arrow was fired, a terrible scream would inevitably sound.

With the addition of this new force, the battlefield has become stalemate. Although the Japanese soldiers still had an advantage in numbers, the influx of more and more Yun family guards also caused their casualties to gradually increase.

To make matters worse, the wall of fire finally began to weaken. In many areas, the flames are already very weak. Only the blackened turf was smeared with curling smoke.

"Dayuan-kun, let's shoot a few more rounds. In this way, all the Han troops could be wiped out, and with this painful defeat, they must not dare to attack Xiaguan lightly. ”

The Imperial Guard's Guard, Yoshikyo Changyuan, walked to the side of the Grand Courtyard and built a way.

"What? Both sides are mixed together, what if you accidentally injure your own people by throwing arrows. Of course, Dayuan-kun would not agree.

"It is their duty to serve His Majesty the Emperor. At this time, the ranks of the Han army were still quite dense, and it was a good time to hit them with a crossbow. "Gen Yoshikyo doesn't care about the way.

The short sword in the waist of the "Zheng" courtyard was drawn from its sheath, and it hit Yuan Yijing's throat like lightning.

The king of the courtyard said with a hideous face: "Take care of the bunnies under your command, there is an arrow shot over." Lao Tzu asked you to bury my son. (To be continued......)