Chapter 301 Since then, the grassland’s surname is Su
The crowds of people who were attacking King Luotang’s tent were rushing and pushing. Blood and water gathered into streams under thousands of blades. Human corpses were lying on the ground, and their severed limbs fell on the ground. Not far away, there were soldiers from the State of Yan and people from the Luotang people.
In the chaotic fighting, the tall Dian Wei and Xu Chu were holding their own weapons and walking forward on foot, killing as they walked. When someone nearby rushed towards them, they were knocked away with a halberd or a knife.
They were only fifty feet away from the king's tent.
At this time, the tent was brightly illuminated. The brazier and lampposts were swaying with firelight, reflecting the three people's figures on the ground. The felt, cloth and sword energy in the king's tent were torn. It was in tatters, and the chair where the old man often sat was broken into pieces by spears.
"King Xia of Yan State..."
Luan Ting Bugui straightened up his withered body with the huge scimitar in his hand, looking greedily at the man standing at the torn gap in the king's tent.
What the other party said, what he said, neither side could understand.
Su Chen holds the sword with both hands, and there is a faint cyclone visible to the naked eye all over his body. This is the symbol of the "Martial God Gang Qi". A layer of Gang Qi will be spread all over the body to offset the damage.
"Come together, General Zhao!"
This was a battle between two armies, not a one-on-one duel. Even though Su Chen had reached the fourth level of martial arts, he never thought of facing off one-on-one with this old guy named Luotang Bugui.
Capture the thief first and capture the king first. The first thing is to decide the outcome of the war as soon as possible.
After he finished speaking, he held the King of Xia sword and pushed it to the opposite side. At the same time, Zhao Yun stepped forward at an astonishing speed. His martial arts was already a master, and his physical condition was at the peak of his prime. He was no longer Zhao Zilong.
He took the last step with his feet, his body roaring with the sound of wind, and the green sword in his hand swept out, creating an almost perfect fan-shaped sword light in the firelight.
Luantan Bugui blocked it with his vertical sword, and the green sword grazed the edge of his knife. A 'bang' sound aroused sparks, and in the shock, Lulutan Bugui's open leather jacket moved backwards in the wind. Whisking backwards, his steps sunk deep into the ground and kept retreating.
Zhao Yun suddenly stepped closer, opening and closing the sword widely, pressing the opponent and continuing to retreat: "Bring the head!"
The green sword slashed out at the opponent's neck, and Luo Ding drew the ghost and raised the knife. Blocking the edge of the sword, he stretched out his hand to grab Zhao Yun's wrist and lifted him to one side. Zhao Yun also grabbed him with his backhand. While lifting him, he also used the other person's strength to lift Luotang Bugui into the air.
In just a few breaths, the two of them had just fought for several rounds, and Su Chen, who was rushing towards him, came up with a sword to kill.
He stepped heavily on his feet and flew down in the air. The Xia King Sword in his hand set off the sword light and slashed out from top to bottom.
The broad blade of the sword struck Luotang Bagui's abdomen, and the knife swung by Luotang Bagui also struck Su Chen's chest. The edge of the knife grazed a faint aura and moved closer to the flesh. The force of the knife had been resisted. Most of it was removed, leaving only a shallow wound on Su Chen's chest.
Almost in a breath, the two exchanged moves in mid-air.
The old man's body fell heavily to the ground, shaking out a large amount of dust that filled the air. It surrounded him, and there was a burning pain in his abdomen. He looked down and saw a wound cut by a sword, like a red line across his abdomen. He held the wound and stood up with the knife.
"I have been in the grassland for sixty-two years. How many years have it taken me to go from unknown to the first warrior in the grassland...I am only one step away from the peak." Luoting Bagui covered the wound and picked up the scimitar again. , staring at Su Chen and Zhao Yun with scarlet eyes, "Why don't you give it to me!"
Zhao Yun made a 'cut' sound, walked towards the broken chair, pulled out the gentian gun that was stuck on the ground, and held a long gun in one hand. He turned around with a green sword in his hand.
"What is he talking about?" Su Chen looked down at the blood on his hands with a grin on his face. He was rarely injured anymore. Such pain not only did not make him feel afraid, but also made him feel scared. Su Chen became more and more excited. He hung the King of Xia Sword in his hand by his side and walked towards the opposite Luantang Bagui.
From Ding'an to Yanjing, from the north to the Central Plains, he participated in every battle. Although he was not always the first to fight, he had never been afraid. At present, the fighting spirit was in his heart.
If you can't even kill an old barbarian, how can you embarrass your ancestors!
Su Chen raised his right arm, crossed the Xia Wang Sword, and rushed directly to the opposite side, fighting together with Luo Danba Gui, and Zhao Yun followed closely.
......
The sound of horse hooves and footsteps outside the tent was mixed, spreading towards the king's tent here, and then there was fierce fighting and collision. In the sound of collision, a rough voice was shouting : "King!!"
Xu Chu dragged his knife and knocked several people away and fought out of the crowd: "Your Majesty, don't be afraid! Chu is coming!"
A giant man with gnarled muscles and a rough fat man as fat as a mountain ran wildly left and right, Dian Wei Throwing a halberd, it tore the leather of the king's tent in front. His burly body rushed over like a cannonball. Xu Chu spread his legs and ran wildly, tearing open the gap in the king's tent with a swing of his knife and crashing into it.
……
“Ahhhh——”
Luantanba Gui’s hair was scattered, and he roared, holding the handle of the knife with both hands and intertwining with each other crazily The spears and swords clashed.呯呯呯——
The blade of the blade collided with the sword's edge, and air waves burst out between the two soldiers. The sword energy and sword energy were arrogant and horizontal, leaving bloody marks on the face of Luo Ting Ba Gui, bloody marks on Su Chen's shoulders, and bloody marks on Zhao Yun's arms. scars.
The three of them were entangled with each other, and Luo Tu Gui swept away the sword, forcing the Xia Wang Sword and Qing Zhi Sword away. The moment he stepped back, Dian Wei descended from the mid-air, and pressed against him. The terrifying force of the impact directly hit him, knocking him away and vomiting blood in mid-air.
The next second, Xu Chu rushed into the tent, and his fat body was also hit hard——
Luan Tanba Gui hit the wooden pillar supporting the king's tent, and his thick body The pillar was broken at the waist, and when the old body rolled to the ground, the huge royal tent lost half of its support, tilted down, and made a crackling sound. It dragged the felt and cloth covering it down with a loud bang, burying several people together. below.
A few 'hissing' sounds.
Su Chen swung his sword to split the felt and got out. Dian Wei, Xu Chu, and Zhao Yun also got out from underneath. They looked at the place where Luo Danba Gui fell, and there was the same sound of tearing cloth. When there was a sound, the thin old man slashed open the cloth and felt with a knife and rushed out. However, he did not kill Su Chen and others, but fled towards the west.
“Run?!”
Su Chen, holding a sword, chased behind Dian Wei, Xu Chu and Zhao Yun. Dian Wei thrust a halberd behind his back and took it while running. Throw the small halberd forward.
There was a sound of gold and iron.
Luotang Bagui slashed the halberd away with a sideways knife, then continued to run wildly, stood up and pulled it out. As he ran away, he shouted to the Luantan people who were fighting in front of him to come over and protect him.
Among the fighting group over there, a tall figure turned his head, as if he heard the cry of Luotang Bagui, and rushed over quickly. Luotang Bagui kept walking and saw someone. He came towards him with a smile on his face. However, when he rushed to a burning tent, when he saw the figure on the other side responding to his arrival, the smile on his face suddenly froze.
In the firelight, Li Xuanba, who was dressed in black mountain armor and tall and tall, holding two hammers in his hands, stood in the firelight covered in blood, looking at him ferociously.
“Surprise!”
The golden urn, drum hammer and hammer roar!
Luoting Bagui raised his sword to block it, and there was a loud bang. The blade of the sword was close to his chest, and his chest vibrated, and a mouthful of blood mist was sprayed out
At a certain moment, there were sudden footsteps behind him, and Su Chen killed one person. The man who rushed towards him saw the old man sliding back a few steps.
His voice shouted: "Luantan pulls out the ghost!!"
With a shake of the King of Xia's sword, the blood dropped, and he rushed over with a swish, and here Lulutan The man rushed to intercept him, but was pushed away by Su Chen's Gang Qi.
Over there, the old man just stood still when he heard the roaring Yan Guo dialect, as if it was calling him. When he turned around, what he saw in his eyes was Su Chen rushing towards him, and Su Chen waving away. The Xia King Sword.
'Decades ago, I was a prairie warrior, and decades later, I am still the same...'
Thinking like this, he clenched the hilt of the knife and turned around, throwing himself at the rushing King Xia of Yan State. Shouting: "Come on -"
This is the contest between the tallest of the two armies!
Luantan Bugui slashed hard with his knife, and the figure rushing in front of him arrived in an instant!
Wearing only boots, military trousers, and a skirt, Su Chen, who was bare-chested, held the sword in both hands to block his sword. The moment he turned around, the broad long sword followed the opponent's blade. He came to the side of Luantang Bagui.
The King Xia Sword held in both hands struck the old man's neck and slashed with the sword -
The red color of blood came into view.
The ferocious head rushed into the sky with the bloody arrows shot out. The head rolled and fell, and was caught by Su Chen. He held it in his hands and raised it above his head. He gasped violently and let out a laugh that he didn't quite understand.
"Hahaha...hahaha..."
The Luoting people around who wanted to rush over saw this scene and stood there blankly. Some people dropped their weapons. He knelt down on the ground.
Nearing the early hours of the morning, the fighting was still going on, and soldiers from all directions were still charging and killing. At this time, the news that Luo Tan had extricated the ghost and beheaded him began to spread.
The boiling night gradually became lonely.
One after another, the Tutan people cried and knelt on the ground.
The war is finally finished
(End of this chapter)