A dense burst of bows and crossbows shot the few Wu soldiers who were holding Da Ma Cheng into hedgehogs. A lieutenant hurriedly greeted him, and the soldiers and soldiers of Wu looked for buildings to take refuge. A team of sword and shield bearers behind him quickly ran over.

"Ling'er, come here." An old voice shouted anxiously behind him.

When Luan Ling turned around, she found that it was actually her grandfather Luan Bu. Tears poured out of his eyes in an instant, and he cried like a tearful man and crashed into Luan Bu's arms, and the sense of security instantly returned to him, like a young eagle running under the wings of an eagle.

The armor on Luan Bu's body was slippery and sticky, obviously stained with human blood. It seems that in order to find Luan Ling, Luan Bu has not hesitated to go into battle in person. There were less than five hundred people left around him, and the rest were either wiped out by the Wu army or trapped somewhere in Zhuangzi. Luan Bu took these people to kill left and right, just to find this beloved granddaughter.

The trembling hand touched the porcelain-like face, and tried to wipe away the bloodstains, but found that it was not a scar. Luan Bu had already grinned, and pushed his granddaughter away to carefully check whether she was injured. The old fellow laughed out loud.

"Look at these Wu Jun are all eggless, our Ling'er is a female doll who can kill seven in and seven out. Brothers kill, kill into the army. Wait a few days for General Dou's reinforcements to arrive. ”

But it was not easy to kill the military village, and more than 400 of them had been surrounded and killed by the Wu army. The military village is at the other end of the Zhuangzi, with a distance of two or three thousand steps. Usually it's nothing, it's just a little more walking. Now two or three thousand steps are dying, and almost every step is a person falling to the ground.

After only a few hundred paces, he was pressed into a courtyard by the shot crossbow.

The soldiers relied on several nearby courtyards to resist the attack of the Wu army, and both sides were red-eyed. Corpses are piled up at every intersection, and the peaceful Zhuangzi is now a hell on earth.

"Grandpa, ask Yunhou for help. Let him take us into the military village. Luan Ling said hurriedly.

"There are more than 100 people, how can they save us. Save us, his army is still not guarded. Luan Bu looked at the military village in the distance and said helplessly, as a general, he knew more about the shape at this time.

Glancing at his blood-stained granddaughter, a cloudy tear flowed from Luan Bu's eyes. If a person still knows tears and pain, then there must be something to protect. Luan Ling is the guardian of Luan Bu's heart, but at the age of a flower, she wants to die here with herself.

Luan Bu looked at the military village in the distance, and there were still about two thousand steps away. Be sure to send Ling'er in, even if this old bone is broken here.

A puff of rockets fired, and smoke billowed from the thatched hut where it was hiding. Several Luan family soldiers rushed out of the house and were immediately shot into hedgehogs.

"Brothers, if you want to fight with me for your life, you will enter the village." Picked up a shield and threw it to Luan Ling, Luan Bu brandished his long sword, and rushed madly towards the Wu soldiers who were blocking.

The sharp sword slashed off the shaft of a halberd in one fell swoop. The sharp blade then slashed at the soldier's neck, and the bright red blood gushed out like a fountain of beauty, blooming in the sunlight for the last of its beauty.

Seeing the head of the family like this, the soldiers of the Luan family seemed to forget their fatigue for a moment. All of them wielded their blades and rushed at the enemy forces several times their size. Luan Bu is like a mad tiger, and it turns out that the old guy who has been crisscrossing Shandong for decades really deserves his reputation. A long sword resembles a viper with a wick, taking away some parts or life from an enemy soldier with almost every swing.

The killers under his command are even more courageous, and these guys are usually brave and ruthless, and they are fierce at this time. Where could Sergeant Wu resist this group of wolf-like guys, and a team of hundreds of soldiers was actually scattered.

Xiang Sanqiu stood on a high place and looked at this old friend who was rushing to kill, looking a little lonely.

I think of the wine and joy in the past, and now each is his master. Destiny...... If there really is the so-called fate of human beings, then after the wheel of fate begins to turn, everyone is born, separated, died, and parted in the process of fate, and with the rotation of the wheel of destiny, it can never stop!

Xiang Sanqiu raised his head high, trying to keep his eyes looking at the clear blue sky, refusing to bow his head even if his eyes were stinged. He was afraid that if he lowered his head, tears would flow down instantly.

He failed, and tears finally overflowed his eyes and ran down his cheeks. The wet salty, bitter taste takes over the entire mouth along the taste buds.

It's been a long time since I've tasted this, when was the last time? Xiang Sanqiu had forgotten about it, and he couldn't remember the last time he cried.

"The crossbowmen press up, and before they rush into the range of that terrible bow and crossbow on the army, shoot and kill!"

Xiang Sanqiu gave orders painfully, as a general on the battlefield, he knew how to deal with this situation. Kill these people so that the people in the military fortress will not be able to help. If these people are allowed to flee into the military fortress, then many more people will die if they want to capture such a military fortress.

One step at a time, each step Luan Bu left a bloody footprint on the ground. Luan Ling behind him stepped on this footprint, and he was getting closer and closer to the military village. It is almost a thousand steps, and the wall of the Wu army in front of him is not thick, and he can rush through it with a little more strength.

Luan Bu wiped his hands haphazardly, and the slippery human blood made his hand holding the sword slip a little. However, he failed, because there was more blood on his armor, and instead of wiping his hands, he got more slimy blood.

"Brothers, rush over and you will live. Follow me. ”

A good general never shouts "brothers" or anything like that in a critical battle, but often expresses the morality of "comrades come with me". Luan Bu is undoubtedly a good general, the leader takes the lead in the charge, and the gang of juniors under him naturally follow with a roar.

The two groups of people collided together like two waves of hedging, and the people in front of them were mercilessly knocked into scattered splashes. Screams, curses, and the clashing of blades and armor rang out almost instantly.

All of them stared at their blood-red eyes, desperately biting their opponents like mad dogs. There is no strategy, and there are no moves. Both sides are competing to see who is more ruthless and who dares to play with their lives. Your broadsword slashed me in the neck, and my sword plunged into your chest. There were such dead corpses hugging each other everywhere, and Luan Ling saw a family soldier with a human ear in his mouth, and his hands clasped the neck of the person under him. And on his lower abdomen, a dagger was inserted.

Yun Xiao, who was standing on the walled city, looked at the qi in front of him in the telescope, it turned out that the Han family was so ruthless when he was desperate. It is no wonder that the Japanese devils have not been able to conquer this nation for eight years, and it is no wonder that no nation has been able to conquer the Han for thousands of years.

In the end, the Xiongnu Turks all disappeared in the long river of history, and only the blood of our Han nation has a long history.

As long as the ruthlessness in the bones of the Han nation is awakened, this kind of bloodiness is still afraid that the Huns on the grassland will not be defeated?

"Let the barbarian Niu Batu take fifty people out to pick it up, and cover it with a three-male crossbow."

"No."

The soldiers of Wu who finally stopped him were finally killed and dispersed, and Luan Bu also paid a heavy price. Less than three hundred of the four hundred of the most ferocious men were left, and almost all of them were wounded. Luan Bu himself was also stabbed with a halberd, but fortunately, the armor slipped away the tip of the halberd, and only scratched a blood groove against the ribs. In this way, the old guy also breathed in pain.

In the entire team, I am afraid that Luan Ling is the only one without a trace of scars on her body.

The door of the military village slowly opened, and the Hun men rushed forward hundreds of steps to shoot the pursuing Wu soldiers. Under the bright sun, the quasi-head height is terrifying. Reflections on armor are the best targets, as long as you shoot at a point of light.

Seeing that the Wu soldier chasing behind him was shot and scurryed, Luan Bu's long sword shouted and dragged Luan Ling towards the open gate.

The three-bow bed crossbow on the walled city rattled, and the crossbow arrows as thick as javelins ruthlessly plundered the lives of Wu's soldiers. Those Wu soldiers who wanted to take advantage of the gate to open the charge were nailed to the ground in strings, and the slightly trembling spear tails seemed to warn Wu soldiers not to act rashly.

The locust's flying arrows shot from behind Luan Bu, and a large number of people who fled for their lives were suddenly shot down. Screams and wails rang out incessantly, and Luan Bu felt as if something had hit him on the back. He lunged forward and fell to the ground, a long arrow piercing through the armor and stabbing diagonally under the ribs.

Luan Ling hurriedly pounced, but was pushed away by Luan Bu.

"Let's go, let's go."

Luan Bu coughed and pointed in the direction of the walled city, and stood up with difficulty on the ground with his sword.

"Follow me if you're not afraid of death."

With a shield in one hand and a sword in the other, he rushed towards the Wu crossbowmen who were shooting.

"Grandpa!"

Luan Ling cried and wanted to follow, but was dragged desperately by a general to the military village. Luan Ling watched as Luan Bu was shot in the arm and leg by a crossbow arrow. Still trying to move forward. The 100 family soldiers behind him were even more killed and wounded. Luan Ling knew that her grandfather was trading his life for time. Those family soldiers are giving their brothers a chance to survive with their lives.

Less than fifty people managed to rush through, and these people were still slashing and killing in the Wu army's military formation. Luan Bu, who had a few feathered arrows inserted, was like a wounded tiger, roaring and tearing apart each of his opponents.

A long sword no longer cherishes the blade, but slashes and kills. The sharp long sword could actually cut a Wu sergeant and a halberd into two.

A large group of sword and shield men and halberd soldiers surrounded Luan Bu and these people, and Luan Ling watched her grandfather fight in the chaos until she was dragged into the military village. The slowly closing gate blocked her vision, and Luan Ling rushed to the wall like crazy.

The chaos in Wu's army is over, and Luan Ling is trying to find traces of her grandfather among the corpses scattered all over the ground. But she didn't see it, she knew that she would never see her grandfather again.

It turns out that in this life, only "parting" is the real eternity.