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Before going into battle, He Jinlong greeted Xing Jincang, who was driving away the hungry people, and made an appointment to have a few bowls of wine together after the battle.

At this moment, seeing him ignoring the danger elsewhere and leading his cavalry to gallop towards him, he was grateful and shouted, "Capture the leader first. If you take down the officer and soldier, I will treat him to a drink!"

It happened so fast that in the blink of an eye, Xing Jincang had already arrived on horseback...

He did not utter a word, but retreated and then suddenly thrust forward, and a javelin flew out of his hand and hit the thigh of a hammer soldier of the government army about ten steps away.

"Captain He, our officers and soldiers are brave and this battle is difficult to win. Come with me and retreat." Xing Jincang loudly urged He Jinlong to retreat, but his eyes were still paying attention to everything on the battlefield.

The soldier who was shot by the javelin just now was also very tough. Although a javelin was stuck in his thigh, his bravery was not diminished at all.

The soldier knelt on one knee on the ground, roaring angrily, and still swinging the long iron hammer in his hand. He killed two bandits in a row, which frightened the surrounding bandits so much that they retreated one after another. For a while, no one dared to step forward.

Xing Jincang was furious when he saw this, and shouted, "Go ahead, all of you, chop that guy up for us!"

At this time, He Jinlong shouted to him reluctantly: "Jincang, kill that officer and soldier leader. You will get half of the credit for this battle!"

Looking in the direction He Jinlong pointed, less than twenty steps away, they saw a young officer of the government army waving an iron mace and charging towards them. From the look of his armor and uniform, one could tell that he was a leading general among the government soldiers, and definitely not an ordinary colonel.

Seeing this, Xing Jincang immediately understood what He Jinlong meant, and shouted, "General He, wait a moment, I will take that dog official's head."

Without waiting for He Jinlong to say anything more, he squeezed the horse's belly with both feet and immediately galloped towards the young officer...

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Although Zhang Jintai was extremely brave, he had too few soldiers. If his charge failed, he would be surrounded by bandits.

At this moment, four of their people had been killed or wounded, and there were only three sword and shield soldiers and one spearman left by his side. Even with him included, there were only five people.

But there were at least twenty bandits gathered around them, not to mention more than forty bandit cavalrymen at the outermost edge, staring at them hungrily.

Zhang Jintai knew at this time that he could not kill the bandit leader in one fell swoop, so he ordered the remaining four officers and soldiers to become the front team from the rear team, and he would be responsible for covering the rear and fighting back to join the main force.

It's easy to come here, but if you want to get back to your own camp, it will be harder than climbing to the sky!
The bandits had already lost all their fighting spirit and were on the verge of collapse. Who would have thought that Zhang Jintai, a dignified general of the government army, would dare to charge into the battle line with a small group of troops.

The fighting spirit in their hearts was rekindled, and everyone wanted to win the credit of "killing the general in front of the battlefield", so they rushed towards Zhang Jintai one after another.

Seeing that there was no hope of retreat, Zhang Jintai was not panicked at all. Perhaps this was due to his experience in fighting at night in his early years. He remained calm in times of crisis, and the more life and death he faced, the clearer and more alert his mind became.

Since we can't retreat, then we have to charge in - this is the decision Zhang Jintai made!

"Turn around and kill the enemy!" He turned around as he shouted this.

Zhang Jintai was seen crouching with his body low, holding the iron mace five or six inches above the ground, and sweeping left and right with great force. The bandits were unable to react in time, and their ankles were broken one after another by his sweep. They fell to the ground, wailing in pain.

Taking this opportunity, Zhang Jintai rushed forward several steps. Suddenly, a tall horse blocked his way. Zhang Jintai reacted very quickly. He took a step back very quickly and barely avoided the spear stabbed by the knight on horseback.

At this moment, a sword and shield soldier hid his body behind the shield, leaped up, came to the horse's head and slashed with his sword...

But the knight on horseback reacted quickly. Although he couldn't put away his gun in time, he used the butt of his gun to block the attack. With a "clang" sound, he blocked the steel knife that was slashing towards the horse's head. Then he put away his gun and stabbed...

At the moment when the sword and shield soldier of the government army fell to the ground, the spear pierced through the edge of the shield. Although it failed to pierce through the armor in one fell swoop, it hit the chest with such force that it knocked the sword and shield soldier unconscious on the spot.

During this delay, Zhang Jintai attacked again...

He did not follow the sword and shield soldier's example to attack the horse's head, nor did he attack the knight on the horse. After all, the height difference was too big - attacking a strong opponent with a low position is a big taboo on the battlefield!
Zhang Jintai lowered his head and swung the iron mace in his hand almost touching the ground...

After a crisp "crack" sound, the warhorse under the crotch of the bandit knight let out a mournful cry, and the moment its front hooves were raised, bright red blood spurted out rapidly.

Then there was a loud "bang" and the tall warhorse fell in front of Zhang Jintai, with blood splattering all around like a bloody rain.

Zhang Jintai licked the blood stains on the corner of his mouth with his tongue, then leaped up, raised the iron mace high above his head, and smashed it at the knight who fell down with his horse.

In a flash, Xing Jincang, who led the cavalry to help, died on the spot and became the new soul of Fengdu City...

Although the iron mace hit his back, it was so powerful that his spine was broken in several sections, so there was no way he could survive.

Poor Xing Jincang, he should have led the cavalry back to the camp, but he rushed up to die. It is really true that "if the King of Hell wants you to die at three o'clock in the morning, no one dares to stay until five o'clock."

The fate of man is doomed!
Xing Jincang must have been destined to suffer this disaster. Perhaps after today, he will no longer have to suffer from war, and he may have a good life in the next life.

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"what!"

He Jinlong opened his mouth wide and looked at everything in front of him, his round eyes filled with an expression of disbelief.

He couldn't believe it no matter what. In just a short encounter, Xing Jincang, who was known for his bravery, was gone?

"He died just like that?"

A chill rose from the bottom of He Jinlong's heart, and his bravery and ferocity just now disappeared in an instant. Although he could still hear the shouts and sounds of weapons clashing from both sides, He Jinlong stood there like a wooden man.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!..." Explosions came one after another from not far away.

"Hand cannon...it's a hand cannon!"

The bandits, who were already panicking, completely collapsed at this moment.

A dozen personal soldiers still surrounded He Jinlong, and one of them shouted loudly: "Master He, retreat. The enemy soldiers are too fierce, we can't hold on."

"Retreat... everyone retreat... retreat quickly!"

He Jinlong seemed to be awakened by the bursts of gunfire. He was shouting incoherently, but his feet had already taken a step and ran quickly towards his own camp... (End of this chapter)