Arrows were pierced throughout the valley, and the corpses were covered with holes spread on the dead leaves, and blood sucked into the ground. From above, the entire valley seemed to have turned into a black red color.

The crossbowman on the cliff had shot the arrows in the quiver pot, pulled out his sword and gun, slid down from the cliff with ropes, and joined the camp of encirclement.

Ten thousand elite rebels, like closed vise, squeezed the Hu Jie army twisted together in the middle little by little, and the blood and corpses squeezed out were piled up on the ground layer after layer.

The three thousand Hujie Army were trapped in the valley and moved out with difficulty. After a night of bloody battle, there were only less than four hundred left.

The formation has not yet collapsed, but the person is already crazy.

Roar, shout, howl...

In the valley, there seemed to be countless red-eyed dogs, besieging the seriously injured and dying lion.

Be brave in adversity, and be lonely in the end.

The tragic and tragic roar slowly decreased as the number of people decreased. It was like a lion standing at the top, slowly falling to the ground, and moaning from the roar and struggling to death.

"Reinforcements! Why haven't the reinforcements come yet!"

After a night of bloody battle, Song Yang had become a bloody man. His handsome face was stained with blood. The steel gun in his hand had broken the tip of the gun, and two feather arrows were inserted on his back, which were blocked by King Kang.

More than a dozen personal soldiers were escorting around them, screaming in despair, but they had to stay awake and pay attention to the offensives coming in each direction.

King Kang's beautiful python robe was already blood-red, and the tattooed python dragon was like being imprisoned in a sea of ​​blood, making silent wails.

The golden knife had rolled up his mouth, and King Kang's eyes were blood red, but his expression still did not change much. He just cut down one bandit army with one another and slowly broke out to the outside.

The Hujie Army's military origins have been passed down from generation to generation. After twenty years of King Kang, most of the three thousand people were watched as he grew up, from a child to a man, from a new recruit to a veteran. He personally supervised every training and guarded him all the time, most of them were young men in their twenties.

After half a day, he fell down like a crop of wheat. Before he died, he was still guarding the surrounding area, blocking him with his life with his feather arrows and blades.

The Hujie Army, which had been passed down for two hundred years in the past dynasty, has only more than 3,000 people left, and has been removed from the list tonight.

People fell one by one, and the valley between Yangshan seemed to be a slaughterhouse outside the world, and no one could see it.

Reinforcements?

King Kang's eyes did not even move outside the valley. After being surrounded, he knew that there was no reinforcements in this world that could have come...

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On the cliff, Wang Yin held a steel gun, his eyes were excited, and he commanded the rebels to eat the few remaining Hujie troops.

It was only one last step away, and the reinforcements from the court had not yet entered Yangshan. Now even if they entered Yangshan for assistance, it was too late.

Shi Bao was nervously paying attention to the battle situation. There were only three or four hundred people left in the Hujie Army below, but it was like the last fruit core. Half of the teeth would be broken every time he nipped a little. All the Hujie Army's good players were concentrated around King Kang, and all the rebels could see the King of Jiangnan who was close to him, but they were blocked and could not get close to half of them.

Just a night of fierce bloody battle, the iron-torn body should be exhausted, and the resistance gradually weakened, leaving only a desperate attempt like a flash of light.

"Wang Shuai, the time is about the same, they can't beat him anymore, so let's take my brother down."

Killing the King of Jiangnan with his hand is an unparalleled achievement.

Wang Yin held a steel gun and saw that the situation of the Hujie Army was over, he led many experts from the world to slide down from the cliff and rushed into the battle situation.

This is like the last straw that broke the camel's back.

The Hujie Army, which had already tried its best, began to defeat after encountering this new force with amazing combat power.

Many Hujie soldiers were broken, their chins and heads, and they still held Shi Bao Wang Yin's legs tightly, and they dragged them to find the picture for a little longer.

It’s a pity that they are all futile struggles.

Three hundred, two hundred, one hundred...

The Hujie army fell in line on the periphery of King Kang, and changed from three thousand light cavalry to more than ten personal soldiers who were still fighting stubbornly. They were wrapped by bandits filled with valleys and pressed tightly under the steep stone wall.

Song Yang was almost crazy, and he stopped the rushing bandits with one shot and shouted:

"Send the prince out!"

Several personal soldiers were covered in wounds and wanted to support King Kang to climb up the cliff, but they were quickly shot and killed by crossbowmen in the valley and had nowhere to escape.

The remaining few personal soldiers, with their narrow terrain, blocked the impossible bandits that could not be killed. Each of them had more than ten bandits in front of them until they could not stand down and had a thick layer of corpses piled up.

Several masters of the royal palace who were fearless and fearless were shocked and the bandits in front of him did not dare to step forward, so they could only stab the guns.

Song Yang blocked the front, with more than ten wounds on his body, stepped on the pile of corpses, stabbing one bandit after another to death, his eyes turning from anger to numbness.

"Die for me!"

The strong Shi Bao strode like a siege car, rushed up the pile of corpses, and smashed them down with a double hammer.

Song Yang's face was almost ferocious. He stabbed Shi Bao in the chest with a shot, but was smashed open by two hammers.

The next moment, the steel gun in Wang Yin's hand penetrated from Shi Bao's armpit and penetrated into Song Yang's already broken armor, which penetrated through his body, revealing the sharp spear tip from behind.

"ah--"

Song Yang grabbed the gun bar almost madly, walked forward wearing a steel gun, hugged Shi Bao with his hands, raised his muscles all over his body, and pushed the two of them backwards.

Shi Bao's eyes surged, and with a wild laugh, the copper hammer in his hand hit Song Yang's helmet.

Bang—

Song Yang shook his head and still let out a trapped beast-like roar, "Ah--" pushing the two of them hard, even if they step a little away from King Kang, even if they drag it for an extra time.

Bang—

Bang—

Bang—

The two hammers were like drums, smashed down with huge force.

The helmet shrank visible to the naked eye until it fell into its neck. Song Yang, wearing the armor of the Hujie Army, still pushed his headless body forward a few steps, without letting go even if he died.

"ah--"

King Kang's eyes were bloodshot and he let out a hideous and terrifying howl!

"ah--"

The personal soldiers around him were dead, and no one could stop him anymore.

King Kang, carrying a golden knife full of gaps, rushed up to the hill where the corpses were piled up.

"Give my nephew my life back!"

"let me!"

Shi Bao laughed excitedly, kicked Song Yang's headless body away, and rushed towards King Kang.

clang--

The crisp sound of the metal-iron attack was accompanied by sparks, and the golden knife was smashed out, and the hammer in his left hand fell under King Kang's ribs.

The broken bone sounded, and the unarmed King Kang sank under his ribs to the naked eye, and staggered for a few steps.

"good!"

Many rebel leaders surrounded him with excitement, as if they were watching a warrior, subduing a giant tiger that cannot be offended.

Shi Bao enjoyed this feeling very much, and he bumped into two hammers twice and laughed wildly.

King Kang staggered and stood firm without falling down. He pulled out his spear from the body of Hu Jiejun and rushed up again.

Bang—

King Kang, who was already on the verge of exhaustion, was knocked down by Shi Bao again, kicked him in the chest, and flew backwards and fell onto the corpse.

"good!"

"If you have the abundance, you can get up!"

"Get up!"

Noisy sounds filled my ears.

King Kang's mouth oozed blood and his eyes were red. He looked at the smug bandits, holding the soldiers' bones in his hands, slowly lifting his head and laughed.

"Hahaha...."

The laughter that came so strange made Shi Bao stunned.

The laughter is full of anger, but it is mixed with undepressed sadness.

"I came out of the same mother, and my blood was thicker than water... I, Zhao Huaian, have been peaceful all my life, and just because of a letter, I died with my brothers... Hahahaha... The most ruthless imperial family... The Song Dynasty is over... The Song Dynasty is over... Hahaha..."

The sad laughter is boundless sorrow.

The bandits did not understand why, but they could feel the indescribable sadness from the laughter.

Shi Bao touched the hammer twice, but no longer had the intention of teasing, and strode forward and hit King Kang's head.

King Kang's eyes were as blood-red as Liehu who was seriously injured and died of illness. He pulled out the long sword from his body, stood up and pounced on him again:

"Give my nephew my life back!"

"ah--"

The copper hammer knocked the weapon away again.

Shi Bao's eyes leaked cold light and hit Kang Wang's head with a hammer.

King Kang shook a few times, blood flowed down from the golden crown, smiled fiercely, and staggered forward again.

"Kill him!"

"Kill him!"

The rebels raised their weapons and shouted excitedly.
Chapter completed!