(The second update is late, sorry)

Seeing that the pontoon bridge that Zuo Zhengwei's army had boarded was broken by the heavy crossbows of the Goryeo army, Zuo Zhengwei's general Yu Wenshu immediately changed his face. rushed forward until it reached the edge of Liaoshui, and loudly ordered the ballista to suppress the counterattack of the Goryeo soldiers on the opposite bank. Hundreds of ballistas continued to roar, but the Goryeo soldiers had withdrawn their remaining ballistas out of the range of the Sui army, and instead of firing at the Sui army, they concentrated their forces on the pontoon bridge and the people who were holding the bridge.

In the biting water of the Liao River, floating corpses were washed downstream one after another. Blood stained this section of the body red, and the severed limbs and debris of the pontoon drifted downstream.

Zuo Zhenwei's pontoon bridge broke, and hundreds of people in front of him were swept into the water and struggled to shout for help. However, they were killed by the Goryeo archers one by one in the river with a wave of feather arrows, and those who knew how to swim swam back with all their might, and those who could not swim could not escape the fate of death even if they were not shot by the feather arrows. The spearmen of the left guard on the broken bridge used their weapons as a tool to save people, and constantly stretched out the spears that had been turned into the water in an attempt to save some more robes.

At this time, there were less than 300 people who crossed the river on the pontoon bridge to the east bank of Liaoshui, and they lost support after the pontoon bridge was broken. The first to rush over was Yuwenshan, the general of Yuwenshu, who turned around and glanced at the broken pontoon bridge, and a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes. It's just that this general, who is loyal to the Yuwen family, did not choose to surrender to the enemy, but led less than 300 Zuo Tunwei soldiers to fight hard, trying to get close to the men and horses that Zuo Tunwei had already landed. He knew that he had no way back, and he knew that he was about to die on the bank of the Liaoshui River, but he knew more clearly that the honor of the Yuwen family could not be tarnished! Although he was just an insignificant little person in the Yuwen family, he understood how many brilliant achievements there were in this surname! How much glory it represents! In a trance, he seemed to see Yu Wenshu, the head of the family on the other side of the river, nodding slowly and heavily to himself.

He smiled, knowing how to end a life that was not magnificent.

Seeing that a pontoon bridge was broken and hundreds of Sui soldiers became lonely, the Goryeo people naturally would not let go of such a good opportunity to kill the enemy, and without waiting for Yizhi Wende's order, the two Qu Shuai with more than 1,000 people pounced on it with great momentum.

Yu Wenshan wiped a handful of blood that fascinated his eyes, and pointed with a horizontal knife to the place where the red battle flag of the Great Sui Fire was displayed in the direction of Maizuotun Wei: "Kill it!" Meet General Mai! ”

"Kill!"

The team of three hundred people formed a conical formation, with Yuwen Mountain as the edge, and killed straight in the direction of the wheat iron staff. At this time, the wheat iron rod that noticed the break of Zuo Zhengwei's pontoon bridge shouted to Qian Shixiong on the left: "Take your people, bring Zuo Zhengwei's brothers over!" They are all soldiers of the Great Sui, don't give up on one person! ”

Qian Shixiong agreed loudly, and then took his own soldiers and more than 200 Zuotun Guard warriors to attack in the direction of Yuwen Mountain. The two teams were separated by about 100 meters, and countless Goryeo soldiers were densely packed between them, and the people on both sides rushed together, while the Goryeo soldiers tried to annihilate all the Sui soldiers who crossed the river. The fighting became more and more intense, and the soldiers on both sides went down one by one, but their vacated places were immediately filled by their companions. Although Yu Wenshan and Qian Shixiong didn't have many people with them, they still spilled a bloody path and approached each other. With each step, several corpses fall. There are robes, and there are enemies.

Yuwenshan slashed at the neck of a Korean soldier, and the horizontal knife that had broken out countless gaps had long since lost its sharpness. He couldn't pull out the horizontal knife after a few strong strokes, and the horizontal knife that burst out of the hole pulled back and forth on the neck of the Korean soldier like a saw, and blood gushed out one by one, and soon smeared his leather armor.

Unable to draw his weapon, Yuwen Shan Suo let go of his hand and abandoned the horizontal knife. He kicked the dead Korean soldier away, and slammed his right fist into the nose of a Korean soldier who was approaching him. This punch not only blew the opponent's nose, but also broke two of his own fingers.

"Here comes the knife!"

Yu Wenshan shouted loudly.

The soldiers behind him slashed an enemy to death, and when he heard the shout, he immediately shoved his horizontal knife into Yuwenshan's hand without hesitation. Without weapons, he held a shield in both hands and followed closely at Yuwenshan's side, using the shield for the main general to block all the attacks of the enemy on the flank, he knocked open a ring knife, raised the shield and smashed it horizontally and poked it on the person's forehead, the huge impact force directly smashed the person's head backwards, and the Korean soldier's forehead was smashed through a bloody hole, and he couldn't see it alive.

He didn't have time to remember that this was the first enemy he had killed, and he didn't have time to calculate how many enemies he had killed, he just followed Yuwenshan closely, and he never lagged behind. Finally, a chopper stabbed him in the lower abdomen, and the knife twisted vigorously in his stomach a few times. The pain was so great that he almost fainted, but he still gritted his teeth and rushed forward a few steps, pushing the enemy who pierced his body away from Yuwen Mountain.

Rushing into the crowd of Goryeo soldiers, the Zuo Wing Guard soldiers whose intestines had already flowed out were immediately surrounded by the enemy like flies, and soon, countless steel knives slashed at him, first an arm was cut off, and then the lower leg was cut off with a knife, and the Zuo Wing Guard Warrior who fell to the ground raised his head, and his mouth was full of blood and let out an earth-shaking shout.

"Great Sui!"

The knives fell, and they were chopped up alive.

The soldiers standing behind him stepped up without hesitation, standing on Yuwenshan's side to protect the flank of the main general. They are well-trained soldiers of the Great Sui, they are proud, since the founding of the Great Sui, they have never been defeated by the enemy in foot battles, and they have never flinched in front of foreign enemies, even if today's enemy is dozens of times that of them, even if they know that no matter which direction they rush in, it is actually a dead end.

Yuwensan unslashed the arm of one of the Korean soldiers holding the knife, and then slashed one of the thighs of another man, and before the enemy fell to the ground, he slashed the man's neck.

Blood spurted out, smearing his face red. The warm blood fascinated his eyes again, and before he could raise his hand to wipe it, a crude spear pierced into his lower abdomen, and the spear pierced through his stomach and out of his lower waist. The pain made Yu Wenshan's mind blur for a while, he looked down at the spear that looked like it was growing on his stomach, and then grinned cruelly, his face was hideous like a demon and roared, he cut off the spear with one sword, and stabbed the enemy into the heart.

"Great Sui Zuo Zhenwei! Forward! ”

The roar shook the clouds in the sky and scared the enemies in front of him into shrinking their necks.

Before the blade could be drawn from the enemy's heart, a ring-headed knife slashed at his neck. The angry-eyed head flew out a few meters away, and happened to land at the feet of Qian Shixiong, who had almost penetrated the enemy formation.

Looking at the dusty head rolling on the ground, Qian Shixiong shouted, and stabbed the Korean soldier who was blocking in front to death with a spear, and the lance swept away, easily cutting through the leather armor of the next Korean soldier, and also cutting the man's chest and lower abdomen. The huge blood mouth turned outward, and the lung lobes, stomach, liver, and intestines squeezed out of the mouth and fell to the ground in a slippery and greasy manner.

Qian Shixiong stepped on the pile of internal organs, and he didn't know if it was his stomach or lungs that were crushed, and the flesh mud stained his combat boots, but it couldn't stop him from moving forward.

The long lance swept and cut the throats of the three Korean soldiers one after another, and Qian Shixiong went straight into the enemy formation like a bloodthirsty beast, unstoppable!

With a pop, his long lance pierced the heart of a Korean soldier, but the Korean soldier was extremely brave, spitting blood and smiling and abandoning the weapon in his hand, holding Qian Shixiong's lance tightly with both hands and roaring loudly: "Kill him!" ”

Two Korean soldiers rushed over one on the left and one on the right, and at the same time slashed at Qian Shixiong with their swords.

Qian Shixiong let go and kicked down the enemy on the left with one kick, and blasted out like a crossbow with his right fist, directly smashing the nose of the enemy on the right, smashing the enemy's mouth, and knocking out three teeth. Regardless of the fact that his fist was also knocked open, he snatched the ring head knife of the Korean soldier, kicked it in the lower abdomen of the Korean soldier who rushed next, and then slashed the shoulder of the man!

The force of this knife was so strong that it directly split half of the body, and the half of the shoulder attached to the head fell diagonally, and with a click, he picked up a stream of blood.

"Rush forward, rush forward!"

Zuo Tunwei general Xin Shixiong ordered loudly, he was ordered to urge the soldiers to cross the pontoon bridge in the back, seeing that Zuo Tunwei's pontoon bridge was broken, hundreds of lone troops were besieged by the enemy, Hu Benlang took Qian Shixiong and people rushed up to try to rescue Paoze. It's just that in this way, the general Mai Tiecan, who lost his left wing guard, was immediately surrounded by the Goryeo soldiers. At this time, there were more than 1,000 Zuotun guard soldiers passing through the pontoon bridge, and they barely occupied a place on the riverbank. But Qian Shixiong's departure immediately left a small area vacant over the occupied position, and the Goryeo soldiers seized the opportunity to swarm up in an attempt to break the cone carried by the iron rod from the flank.

"The general is waiting for you, kill it!"

Xin Shixiong roared, his voice hoarse like the sound of the wind blowing through the desert.

The soldiers rushed forward and rushed towards their general.

"Aim for the pontoon! Shoot the pontoon! ”

Etoji Wende snatched the herald's command flag and shouted loudly as he waved it.

The remaining seven or eight ballistae reoriented themselves and roared almost simultaneously. The long heavy crossbow smashed on Zuo Tunwei's pontoon one after another, and after two rounds, the pontoon finally let out an unwilling moan. There was a click, and the pontoon bridge of Zuo Tunwei ...... It's also broken.

Xin Shixiong stupidly watched as one end of the pontoon bridge was gradually washed away by the water, and his face was extremely pale. Suddenly, he suddenly came to his senses and squeezed forward desperately: "General, quickly retreat!" ”

"General! Come back! ”

Hundreds of Zuotun guard's soldiers shouted loudly after Xin Shixiong.

The Wheat Iron Staff, who had entered the enemy line, glanced back at the broken pontoon bridge, and at the soldiers under his command who were shouting desperately. With just one glance, he slowly turned his gaze back to stare at the Goryeo handsome banner standing on the high slope.

In the line of sight, the golden armor general standing under the big flag was desperately roaring to mobilize the soldiers to besiege, and at the same time, where his eyes swept over, the more than 200 Zuotun guards led by Hu Benlang and Qian Shixiong had all been killed, Qian Shixiong slashed to death a Gaoli Qu Shuai, the knife was stuck in the man's neck and could not be withdrawn, only paused for a few seconds, and countless spears pierced his body, and immediately stabbed countless blood holes.

Before Qian Shixiong fell to the ground, he struggled to turn his body and look at the wheat iron rod. Haruka stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to grab something.

There was no trace of sadness in his eyes, only endless regret.

"Great Sui...... Zuo Tunwei! ”