And just when Wang Shouren was anxiously leading the soldiers to rush to the place where Ming Zhongxin stood.

The dead soldiers rushed towards Ming Zhongxin desperately, of course, the arrows never stopped, one by one shooting at Ming Zhongxin, making Ming Zhongxin dodge left and right, and there was no way to help these soldiers again.

And Ming Zhongxin clenched his teeth, his face turned pale, and the short gun in his hand was evaded and shot frequently, however, the quasi-head could not guarantee it, and he could only shoot the nearby dead soldiers to ensure his own safety, but he still couldn't stop the killing intent of the dead soldiers in the distance and the figure that rushed towards him.

Finally, after paying a lot of casualties, the dead rushed to Ming Zhongxin, but at this time, Ming Zhongxin had already been hit by several arrows, including his legs, and he was unable to dodge at all, so he could only stand on the left and right to dodge.

However, can this last? Mingzhong cried bitterly in his confidence, he knew that he would not send Mingxing to kill the enemy, he was just a moment of soft-heartedness Mingxing looked at the battlefield with longing eyes, so he sent him to help the trainee brothers, but he never thought that he had encountered this catastrophe in this vacancy, it was really a bit of a back!

And that divine consciousness that was originally against the heavens is now imprisoned, and it can't be used at all, and it can't get out of the current situation with it, how can this be good?

Now, I can only hope that Wang Shouren can quickly turn around and lead the team to rescue him!

Mingzhong's confidence is full of bitterness, and he can only use his only divine sense to stimulate his potential as much as possible, and survive this time, hoping that Wang Shouren and them will arrive in time! Until then, he had to do his best to keep it up!

However, how can it be so simple, the dead soldiers are desperate for their lives, they do not hesitate to do this, they move forward bravely, and exchange their lives for blood, how can he resist it!

Although his short guns are ferocious, one shot at a time, after all, his arms have been injured, and the recoil is so violent that the gap for his shooting is getting bigger and bigger, not to mention that those dead soldiers are not afraid of casualties, and they rushed to him in front of him by taking advantage of the gap, and the disadvantage of short guns in melee combat is extremely obvious.

In a moment, the steel knives and blades of the dead soldiers were summoned to his body, although he tried his best to resist, but after all, there were many people in the family, coupled with his various conditions, so that he was too busy to take care of himself, and finally, the steel knives and blades of the dead soldiers finally added to his body, and the injuries were even more inflicted, making his combat power even weaker.

Wang Shouren, who was galloping from afar, saw the situation here, in his eyes, the guards around Ming Zhongxin had already been killed, and all the dead soldiers had already surrounded Ming Zhongxin's thin figure, and it was impossible to determine the situation of Ming Zhongxin, but one after another blood splashed, and one dead soldier rushed forward, which made him extremely anxious and extremely worried.

Of course, the soldiers behind him were also very anxious, urging the horses to rescue Ming Zhongxin.

They had words in their mouths, praying that Ming Zhongxin could hold on a little more and let them rescue in time, but in the face of such a ferocious and carefully calculated ambush, could they really catch up?

In the encirclement, Ming Zhongxin faltered and tried his best to hold on.

He only felt dizzy in front of him, this was due to excessive bleeding, after all, the injuries on his body were gradually increasing, but he had no time to apply medicine and bandage, so he could only let the blood flow out of his body, although he was already using his divine sense to control the contraction of blood vessels, and the speed of blood outflow had been reduced to the extreme by him, but after all, he could only treat the symptoms, not the root cause, he was not a god after all, the blood would also flow out, weakness could not be avoided, and the dizziness could not be stopped.

He smiled bitterly, in his previous life, he had experienced countless more dangerous situations single-handedly, but at that time, he had a body of skills to rely on, and he also broke through from the sea of corpse blood, at that time he not only had unrivaled skills, a strong body, a complete divine sense, but also a strong will. For him, all the framing and encirclement is just a process of tempering, at most, he can't beat it, he can always run it!

I thought that there are not so many strong people in this world, and some of them are just some martial arts with extremely low force value, as long as I am careful, I will never encounter this situation again, but today due to a moment of negligence, coupled with a coincidence, when the guard force around me is the weakest, when I am the weakest, when the golden finger cannot be used, the dead man attacked, so that I fell into the most dangerous situation in this life, it was really self-inflicted!

Seeing that he was crumbling, the dead soldiers were shining in their eyes, and the attack was even more ferocious, after all, victory was in sight, and any dead soldier wanted to work harder to complete this task, even if he died, he would die as he deserved!

"Ahh Ming Zhongxin's arms were weak for a while, and he couldn't avoid the head-on knife, so he could only deviate slightly, but the steel knife that was cut was unavoidable, and he was cut on his shoulder, and Ming Zhongxin stumbled and almost fell to the ground.

Seeing this, a glimmer of light flashed in the colorless eyes of the dead soldiers, and their morale suddenly rose, and they pounced on Ming Zhongxin, who was unsteady on his feet, like a vicious wolf.

At this time, Ming Zhongxin almost fell, under the pain, a fierce surge, the hand loosened and the short gun fell, a small crossbow into the hand, with a bang, a small arrow shot in the eyes of the dead man, and the dead man raised his head and fell.

Whoosh, small arrows shot out, and one by one the close dead turned over and fell, and Ming Zhongxin was surrounded by a circle of dead corpses.

He was now on one knee, his eyes flashing with lightning, and he looked at the dead around him.

The dead soldiers, on the other hand, were demoralized and somewhat shrunken.

"Kill!" A sonic cry came from among the dead.

A figure rushed towards Ming Zhongxin without hesitation.

Encouraged by him, the dead soldiers regained their morale and rushed to Ming Zhongxin in unison.

A trace of bitterness flashed in Ming Zhongxin's eyes, and he raised his hand to shoot crossbow arrows continuously, however, the figure was a steel knife in his hand with a continuous wave, crackling, gold and iron ranging, and all the crossbow arrows were smashed down, of course, his figure was also blocked to the ground, unable to advance an inch.

However, the dead soldiers behind him no longer hesitated, and took this opportunity to rush to Ming Zhongxin.

Ming Zhongxin didn't have time to shoot again, and slashed at Ming Zhongxin with a steel knife.

Although Ming Zhongxin tried his best to dodge, he couldn't avoid it all, and blood gushed out one by one, splashing in the sky.

Ming Zhongxin gritted his teeth in pain, and a donkey rolled around, dodging several mortal blades.

However, one steel knife after another slashed at him, and in desperation, the donkey rolled continuously, dodging the mortal blade without a single shot.

In this way, Ming Zhongxin had no power to fight back, and successively dodged the slashing with the rolling of the donkey.

Seeing hope, these dead men rushed forward one after another to slash and slash.

Wang Shouren was finally about to arrive, and when he saw that Ming Zhongxin still insisted on resisting the dead soldiers, he sighed, okay, fortunately, Ming Zhongxin is not dead!

But in an instant, he saw that Ming Zhongxin was forced to be so embarrassed by the dead soldiers, and he was shocked for a while, and he shouted again and again to rescue.

Whoosh, several sharp arrows pierced the sky and shot at the dead man who was slashing at Ming Zhongxin.

Puff, puff, one by one, the dead were shot through by sharp arrows.

A flash of light flashed in Ming Zhongxin's eyes, dodging a steel knife, whoosh, and fired back.

However, the figure of the leader reappeared in his sight, and even more, the blade had slashed at him.

Ming Zhongxin's eyes shrank, and he was about to turn over and dodge, however, he lost too much blood before, coupled with the knife wound on his shoulder, his legs and feet were weak for a while, and he didn't dodge, seeing that the steel knife was about to cut on his head, his eyes stared at the steel knife weakly, and the eyes were getting bigger and bigger, and the cold light was already close at hand.

In an instant, several figures flashed in front of Ming Zhongxin's eyes, Mrs. Ming, Lan Xin'er, Zhao Mingxing, Ming Zhongyuan, Wu Shopkeeper and other relatives in this life, and even more, several brothers in the previous life, as well as the figure of the red-faced confidant.

Is this going to die?

Ming Zhongxin actually had a strange smile, and his eyes were calm and abnormal.

When the leader saw his smile, his heart moved, and the steel knife in his hand actually paused, however, after all, it was hostile, how could he tolerate it!

In an instant, the steel knife slashed!

Poof, the leader of the dead soldiers was stunned, and slowly looked down at his chest, only to see a sharp arrow piercing his chest, and a trace of blood dripping to the ground.

Ming Zhongxin's eyes flashed with coldness, and a donkey rolled, dodging the steel knife from time to time, sitting on the ground, and breathing a sigh of relief.

Wang Shouren in the distance breathed a sigh of relief, and then his face changed drastically, and he was shocked.

Just because, at this moment, with a poof, Ming Zhongxin's body stiffened, and he backhanded an arrow, however, when this arrow was shot, he instantly spurted out a mouthful of blood, his face turned pale instantly, and he fell to the ground.

Seeing this scene, Wang Shouren staggered on his horse, his face turned pale, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

At this moment, the Pingchao army also rushed into the dead soldiers, and after a period of slashing, the battlefield became unusually silent, and the soldiers surrounded the place where Ming Zhongxin was attacked, silent.

Ming Zhongxin honestly hid on the ground, his face was pale, covered in blood, and there was a steel knife on his shoulder, but his body was still bleeding along the arrow rod, which was very scary!

No sergeant dared to touch him, but he only dared to surround him, on guard, waiting for the arrival of Lord Qincha.

"It's called Imperial Doctor Wu!" A voice pierced the sky.

It was Wang Shouren who arrived, turned over and dismounted, and immediately gave the order.

His own sergeant turned on his horse and went to pick up Imperial Doctor Wu.

"Alert!" A voice rang out.

The sergeants instantly surrounded Wang Shouren in the middle, turned their backs to him, and turned their blades outward, surrounding him.

The person who gave the order was none other than that Shao Ji, who was now responsible for guarding Wang Shouren, and was sent by Wang Shouren to supervise the battle just because he wanted to take down the city as soon as possible, but he reacted at the first time when Wang Shouren was attacked, turned around to protect him, and followed at this time.

Before, the arrows that rescued Ming Zhongxin were sent by him! At this time, he must not let Lord Qincha be in danger again, thinking about it just now, he was afraid for a while, if Wang Shouren was attacked and killed, then he could apologize with death!

Looking at the blood in that place, Wang Shouren's whole body trembled, he forced himself to suppress his fear, and slowly stepped forward, tears flashed in his eyes, and carefully observed Ming Zhongxin.

Every time he looked at Ming Zhongxin, he trembled all over, and that tragic situation really made him dare not imagine what kind of attack Ming Zhongxin had been subjected to just now.

A steel knife was embedded in his shoulder, the placket wrapped around his left and right arms had been soaked in blood, and several sharp arrows were still dripping with blood on his right leg.

The most terrifying thing is that a steel knife actually passed through the chest, and the tip of the knife appeared in front of him, and the blood was still dripping along the tip of the knife, which was very infiltrating!

If it weren't for the fact that his chest was still rising and falling every once in a while, I was afraid that no matter who it was, it would be a dead corpse!

"What? Why hasn't Imperial Doctor Wu been there yet? Wang Shouren looked at the miserable Ming Zhongxin, but he didn't dare to let people move, and after a while, he shouted angrily.

"My lord, please don't be impatient!" Shao Ji next to him persuaded in a low voice.

Wang Shouren turned his head and looked at him viciously.

"You, call me, how, can, don't be impatient?"

Ah, Shao Ji looked at Wang Shouren with a horrified face, Wang Shouren's eyes were full of blood red at this time, and drops of blood oozed from the corners of his eyes, which contained earth-shattering grief, which made him frightened.

Lord Qincha actually has such a friendship for this Ming Zhongxin?

"You say!" Wang Shouren was visibly hysterical.

Shao Ji hurriedly bowed, "The last general is wrong!" ”

Wang Shouren's eyes shrank, no longer looked at him, and slowly turned his head back to look at Ming Zhongxin who was lying on the ground.

"Hurry up and send another sergeant to urge!" Wang Shouren's order came again.

Shao Ji didn't dare to persuade him anymore, so he could only wave his hand at the sergeants and order them to go.

A neighing of horses was heard.

Here it comes! Shao Ji's face was overjoyed, and he looked at the place where the voice came from.

But I saw a few horses rushing madly towards the place.

Shao Ji fixed his eyes and saw that it was none other than the students of Ming Zhongxin, and the person in front of him was Zhao Mingxing.

There was a whip sound, and it was unusually compact, and it was obvious that the students on the horses were extremely anxious and anxious.

It's closer, it's closer, it's closer.

Whoosh, with a whoosh, a figure flew down from the horse's back, and one rolled, stood up, and rushed towards Ming Zhongxin in the encirclement.

The sergeants stepped forward to obstruct it, but Shao Ji broke off and shouted, "My own people!" ”

And the figure didn't care at all, ignoring the spears of the sergeants in front of him, and came to the front of Ming Zhongxin, suddenly, like a lightning strike, a tight brake, fixed on the spot.

"Teach!" A terrible howl broke through the air.

"Teach!" Several startled voices rang out.

But it turned out that the horses had arrived, and it was the man on the back who shouted this scream.

Obviously, they thought that something had happened to Ming Zhongxin.

The figure who was the first to arrive was shocked, and took a package from his back with his backhand, threw it on the ground, and quickly opened it.

"Someone, get ready for surgery!" The voice snapped.

In an instant, those screaming people quickly stepped forward, divided labor and cooperated, and surrounded Ming Zhongxin and that figure.

Of course, they didn't stop in their hands, and they kept taking things out of the package to place them.

But Wang Shouren looked at this scene dumbfounded.