"Kill!"

Sun Jian had expected that there would be a bloody battle when he broke through the encirclement. Therefore, he forcibly demanded fifty stone grain from Zhou Jin, a school captain of the logistics camp, so that his more than 1000 Jiangdong children could eat a meal. Otherwise, he was afraid that Hu Qi would not be able to use two rounds of impact, and the army would be broken up.

In order to boost his morale, Sun Jian has been fighting in the front line all the time. His symbolic red scarf is always active. He holds the palm of the ancient Ding Dao because the blood has become extremely greasy.

A wave of hooligans roared, Sun Jian gasped for breath, raised his ancient ingot knife in his hand, and chopped the horse in front of him with a knife. However, they didn't expect that the two horsemen beside him drew two knives again. One of them looked at Sun Jian's chest, but it didn't matter if he had iron armor to protect his body. However, the other cut a wound on Sun Jian's arm.

"My Lord, are you all right?"

One side of zumao suddenly exclaimed at the appearance, but saw Sun Jian shaking his head.

The wound on his arm slowly shed blood. The pain of stimulation made Sun Jian become extremely sober. His eyes were wide open. He simply took the strategy of replacing the wound with the wound for the Hu Qi who rushed up. He cut and killed the Hu Qi with an ancient ingot knife in his hand. He didn't care that there were several more wounds on his body.

Sun Jian was like a fierce tiger. He fought with blood and killed all the horsemen around him. He did not dare to approach him. However, Sun Jian, who had killed his red eyes, roared and rushed out directly. The ancient ingot knife in his hand was slashed to the left and right, and several people were killed by riding alone.

"If the Han General went out on his own, wouldn't it be a great credit to capture and kill him?"

Many of Hu's riders held this idea, and hundreds of riders swarmed out and gathered toward Sun Jian, surrounded and left on all sides.

When Sun Jian saw so many horsemen coming towards him, he was not afraid but laughed.

"Good come!" Although Sun Jian is a southerner, his voice is strong and his face is broad. Every time he wields a sword, he cuts a horse in two. He wears iron armour and rushes around in the Hu Qi array with the power of one person, decapitating more than ten levels. However, with hundreds of Hu riding around him, Sun Jian can't kill him.

Zumao was shocked. Cheng Pu and Han Dang were both from Youzhou, and later Sun Jian followed him. Huang Gai was a native of Lingling County in Jingnan. He was attached to Sun Jian only after he became the prefect of Changsha. At the moment, there is no shadow at all. And zumao is Sun Jian's fellow townsman, Wu Jun people, and Sun Jian's closest relationship, can be said to be the legitimate lineage.

Therefore, after Sun Jian and Dong Zhuo's army fought, zumao jumped out to lure the enemy to pursue him. Sun Jian, however, cried bitterly when he heard that zumao was killed.

"Righteousness and justice, you two people keep the army, some go to save the Lord."

With his double swords, zumao killed Sun Jian through a small hole in the army with dozens of people under his command. He killed Sun Jian with blood all the way. With his double swords in his hands, he fought hard to get into the circle of besieging Sun Jian.

Sun Jian was covered with blood, and his wounds were ferocious, but his face was still fierce. He kept waving the ancient ingot knife in his hand, blocking the attack and slashing at the same time.

"My Lord, let's go!"

Zumao held Sun Jian dead and his face turned red.

"Darong, don't pull me. Sun Wentai is fighting with these hooligans today."

Sun Jian killed his red eyes and refused to retreat. Zumao didn't know what to do. Suddenly, he had an idea.

"My Lord! When we started our army in Wujun, we fought with the Lord. The Lord is looking for his death today. Can't we hope that the old brothers of Wu County will also die together? " Zumao cheered.

Zumao's words, like a slap in the head, immediately woke Sun Jian to drink.

Yeah It doesn't matter if my Sun Jian is dead. So many Jiangdong children have been brought out of Wujun by me. If all of them died in the war, what kind of face would they have to meet the old Jiangdong father?

At that time, Xiang Yu, the overlord of Chu, did not cross Jiangdong because none of his descendants survived?

Thinking about this festival, Sun Jian turned to zumao and said, "Darong, kill back!"

Zumao was overjoyed and rushed out with his double swords. Dozens of fierce soldiers under his command protected Sun Jian and zumao from the Hu Qi array and returned to the army.

After a while of fighting, he shed a lot of blood, and Sun Jian gradually felt his arm weak and weak.

"Brothers! At that time, King Xiang defeated 200000 Qin troops with eight thousand Jiangdong sons and nine victories in nine battles. "

"Today, we are waiting for more than a thousand Jiangdong children. Can we not do anything about 10000 horseback?"

As soon as Sun Jian said this, everyone in Jiangdong army was excited. Xiang Yu, the king of Chu, was a model of "Jiangdong has many talents since ancient times". With a small amount of 8000 Jiangdong's children, he achieved a great victory. Even after the Chu and Han Dynasties failed to compete for hegemony, Jiangdong was still popular.

Wu Jiang Ting Chang urged Xiang Yu to get on the boat and advised him that "although the land in the east of the river is small and the population is hundreds of thousands, it is enough to be the king". Therefore, later, sun CE crossed the river to attack Liu Yao, and Suping Jiangdong was called "little overlord".

At this time, the shield wall in the first row had retreated under the constant impact of Hu Qi. However, the Spearman exposed in front of him did not fear and sent out his spear."Hand over the short soldiers!"

All the remaining 700 odd remaining soldiers of Jiangdong were ferocious, and pulled out their ring head knives and hatchets one after another.

Without a shield to rely on, their own body is one side of the flesh shield. Let this group of hooligans have a look. The sons of Jiangdong are still here, waiting for the king to roll up the soil!

"Kill!"

More than 700 soldiers in the east of the river suddenly burst out with earth shaking shouts of killing. They raised their ring head knives and short axes to chop them down. The dead bodies of countless war horses crouched on the ground, which they regarded as a support, and became a wall limiting the impact of the horses.

Jiang Dongbing dragged the dead horses and Hu Qi's bodies to his side and formed a wall. Hu Qi rushed up but ran into the wall and couldn't get in.

Beigong Baiyu saw this, and immediately ordered thousands of Hu to dismount, step battle siege. Thousands of Qiang soldiers rushed forward, and the soldiers of Jiangdong immediately raised their swords to meet them. They fought with each other and cut off the head of the enemy.

The walls made up of the corpses of the horses and the horses grew higher and thicker. Because the soldiers of Jiangdong and the soldiers of Qiang fought against each other, the dead bodies were put on top of them, and almost all the soldiers of Jiangdong were surrounded by the sea of corpses.

A strong smell of blood floated into his nostrils, but Jiang Dongbing was not impressed and was used to fighting. If a normal person came over, he would have to spit it out.

However, with a bloody battle, Jiangdong soldiers also came to the time when the oil ran out and the lamp dried up.

At this time, the earth shook, and a large group of horsemen came, which made Sun Jian's heart as if dead.

Jiangdong's children, will the whole army be destroyed again?