Dynasty Conquest

Chapter 676 Risk your life!

The long street in front of the Governor's Mansion was full of hustle and bustle, and the fierce fighting continued. Facing the Rong soldiers swarming from all directions, Nanchuan soldiers struggled to resist more and more. The street became slippery with blood, and the piled up corpses Like a wall, the two sides fought desperately on the pile of corpses.

The number of Rong soldiers has reached more than [-], while the number of Nanchuan soldiers is only a few thousand. However, in the narrow streets and alleys, the strength of the Rong soldiers cannot be used. They can only wait for the people in front to die or rush in before they can move forward. Shouting to kill and shaking the sky, but the real contact line between the two sides is only more than ten meters away.

On the contact surface of more than ten meters, the two sides formed a thick formation, constantly squeezing the living space of the other side, and the sword kept slashing at the other side's formation, blood mist rose, screams came and went, those who slipped to the other side The wounded on the ground were trampled to death by the soldiers on both sides, and the mournful wailing made people panic.

At the center of the battle between the two sides, Sergeant Li Qingzheng of Nanchuan was fighting with Wushu, the commander of Wanqi of the Rong tribe. Li Qing looks much thinner due to his tyrannical strength, and his disadvantages are very obvious.

Knowing that he was invincible but Li Qing still flashed his sword, the saber collided violently, sparks splashed everywhere, Li Qing was shocked by the huge force and took a few steps back to stabilize his figure, but Wu Shu seemed to be okay, licking his chapped lips There was excitement in his eyes.

In Wu Shu's memory, it has been a long time since no one was able to take ten moves from him, and the little man in front of him looked ordinary and inconspicuous, but he was able to survive ten moves under his hands. Shu was very surprised. He never thought that the Nanchuan Army would have such a character,

"Surrender to me and become my slave. I can spare you from dying." Wu Shu has a heart for Li Qing's talents. If he can recruit his own account to charge forward, it should be good.

"Bah! Stop wishful thinking, you barbarian! Stand up if you want to fight!" Li Qing pointed his saber obliquely, with high fighting spirit.

When Wu Shu saw Li Qing, who was swearing to death and unyielding, a stern look flashed in his eyes, "Since you don't want to drink a toast, I'll make it happen for you."

Although Li Qing survived ten moves in his hands, in the eyes of Wu Shu, Li Qing is still like an ant, he can be crushed to death at any time, since the other party is unwilling to surrender and rejects his kindness, then he has no It is necessary to waste energy in vain.

Wu Shu grinned grimly and walked towards Li Qing with the knife in his hand. The strong pressure made Li Qing change color slightly. Only then did he realize the difference in combat power between himself and Wu Shu. The opponent did not die in the previous fight. Hand, it seems that this time the opponent is going all out.

At this moment, the Nanchuan soldiers around were fighting with all their strength, and they didn't notice the danger Li Qing was facing. After a wave of fierce attacks, the Nanchuan soldiers were almost unable to hold on.

"die!"

Wu Shu yelled loudly, and the saber in his hand slashed towards Li Qing's head with the momentum of thunder. He was full of confidence in his own blow. How many powerful opponents were killed by his own move, he I believe that the little man in front of me will not escape death.

In the face of Wushu's majestic saber, Li Qing seemed to be frightened. He froze on the spot and didn't dodge the slightest bit. But if you look carefully, you will find that there is a flash of madness in his eyes. .

If you win and block this knife, you will definitely not be able to stop the tyrannical power of Wushu, but if you want to hide, you will lose a little bit of momentum first. Qing just stood upright like that, neither dodging nor dodging.

A trace of contempt flashed in Wu Shu's eyes, it seemed that this little man was not that powerful, he was actually frightened dumbfounded by his own thunder strike, the saber in his hand was unabated, he had even seen Li Qing The scene of being split in half and dripping with blood.

Just when Wu Shu was about to hit Li Qing's head, Li Qing moved, but he didn't dodge, but the saber in his hand went straight to Wu Shu's abdomen in a tricky posture.

Ah!
Li Qing wailed in pain, his entire arm fell to the ground from the fighting of Bie Wushu, half of his body was drenched in the blood spurted out, and he rolled on the ground in pain.

Wu Shu didn't scream, he was only shocked. He lowered his head and stared blankly at the saber piercing through his body, just like a child seeing a novelty toy, so unbelievable, so dazed, he never thought that Li Qing would use this Fighting for his life, feeling the coldness in his body, Wu Zhu reached out to pull out the knife stuck in his abdomen, a piercing pain filled his brain, and he was about to pass out from the pain.

The saber was pulled out, and Wu Shu looked curiously at this unpretentious saber stained with blood, he couldn't believe that he was stabbed with such a saber and a blood hole was stabbed out of his abdomen. Step by step, he walked towards Li Qing who was rolling on the ground, his eyes were full of viciousness.

He wanted to kill this little man, he injured himself, Wu Shu's gait was a little staggered, he felt that he was struggling to walk, but the soldiers fighting around didn't notice that the blood from the wound on his abdomen was gone His clothes were stained red, and he thought it belonged to Li Qing whose arms had been cut off.

"General!" Several thousand commanders of the Nanchuan Army saw Li Qing's arm cut off and rolled on the ground, howling. Seeing Wushu approaching step by step, they scrambled to kill each other. Liu Bin's eyes were red with anxiety. .

Wu Shu felt that his strength was getting weaker and weaker, and his walking was becoming more and more difficult. Seeing that he was walking towards the little man who was rolling on the ground and screaming in pain, his brain became more and more dizzy, and the battle in his hand fell away with a bang. He fell to the ground and fell straight in a pool of blood.

The sudden change made the soldiers of the Rong tribe stunned, and rushed over to check what happened to their Wanqichang, who was about to kill the enemy, why did they fall at this time, and the Qianrenchang also killed Li Qing. , protecting Li Qing in the center.

The arm was cut off, Li Qing had passed out, and Wu Shu had lost too much blood due to exercise, and now he has no sound.

"Rush to the governor's mansion!" Liu Bin also rushed to the front, saw Li Qing dripping with blood, and hurriedly shouted at the elders.

The elders of a thousand people looked at each other, and led Li Qing to the governor's mansion not far away, preparing to defend it to the death.

"Lord Wanqichang is dead!" Rong soldiers finally discovered the bleeding hole in Wushu's abdomen. They never imagined that the invincible Wanqichang would die so easily.

By the time the soldiers of the Rong tribe reacted, Liu Bin and other Nanchuan troops had already entered the governor's mansion, and the surviving Nanchuan soldiers began to fight against the governor's mansion with their backs.

"They killed Wanqichang! Take revenge for Wanqichang!"

The thousand cavalry commanders of the Rong tribe seem to have gone crazy at this moment, directing the Rong tribe soldiers to rush to the steps of the governor's mansion to avenge Wushu, because of the absence of the ten thousand cavalry commanders, they are the most powerful If anyone chooses to avenge the dead Wushu, then he will get extra points for his promotion to Wanqichang.

The death of Wushu was like stabbing a hornet's nest. The Rong soldiers attacked the Nanchuan soldiers like crazy beasts. The corpses kept rolling down the steps, and they rushed upward one after another.

Liu Bin commanded the Nanchuan soldiers to stand at the gate of the governor's mansion and fight to the death. Several thousand leaders had already rushed to the inner hall with the fainted Li Qing, ready to stop Li Qing's bleeding and rescue him.

(End of this chapter)