The best Daming golden turtle son-in-law

Chapter 202 The Spirit of Bright Sword
"Yang Ling!" Zhu Bin's body was covered in blood now, and the hundreds of personal guards were trapped by the little prince's men, and he was still fighting like a trapped animal.

The sky was getting dark gradually. There were heavy casualties on this battlefield, and the smell of bloody slaughter was everywhere. The battlefield was still very lively, but it was very clear who would win and who would lose. The nearly [-] demon soldiers brought out by Zhu Bin died. The dead and wounded, those who fled and surrendered, those who insisted on staying in place were surrounded by strands, and the people here fought fiercely with swords and swords, but they could not escape the fate of death.

"The desert is poor and the grass is declining in autumn, and the lonely city is sparsely populated at sunset! The body is always benevolent and the enemy is often underestimated, and the siege has not been relieved after crossing the pass."

Although this is not the desert north, it is not a bitter battle against the Huns, but no matter what the war is, it is cruel. Yang Ling looked up at the scene of massacres everywhere, the flags were thrown, and the corpses were lying on the ground. His heart was also miserable, and he was all ambitious. Well done Zhu Bin!

It seems that you can see the appearance of Anyang City from a distance. King Jin's people are greedy for merit. After the big battle is almost over, King Jin rushed to Anyang City with more than a thousand horsemen from his headquarters. Everything is big, Yang Ling saw this scene from a distance, and couldn't help scolding:

King Jin, this old fox!
"Beep beep beep beep beep beep beep..."

The drummers on the battlefield blew the trumpet of victory on the battlefield. The sound was so powerful and shocking that every murderer on the battlefield couldn't help but feel excited, and his body softened and he almost collapsed on the ground:
"We won!"

"Win!"

"kill!"

Yang Ling led the army to surround Zhu Bin's remnant troops. People shouted loudly:

"Surrender to avoid death, resisters kill!"

"Whoa, whoa, whoa..."

The voices of the remaining members of the Demon Cult throwing knives, throwing guns and surrendering seemed to be contagious. People's wills collapsed, and one infected the two!

"Zhu Bin, when will you not surrender?"

There were only a few hundred soldiers under Zhu Bin, who were stubbornly resisting there. Not to mention, they really didn't get in. The fierce general Tang Sifang was really kind, and he hacked dozens of people to death with a big knife. The officers, soldiers and soldiers then fired their bows, arrows and crossbows, and led their men to set up a shield formation, occupying a small stronghold on the hillside, stubbornly resisting, refusing to surrender, and yelling back and forth:

"My surname is Yang, today, Grandpa, if we die standing up or sitting down, we don't want to die in front of you!"

"After 18 years, I will be a hero again!"

"Fight with them till dark!"

Yang Ling listened from behind, really anxious: Don't let them stay up until dark, let Zhu Bin and the others run away in the dark, even though countless bonfires have already been lit, even though it's not too dark yet, You can still see the figure, but if you don't fear [-], you are afraid of an eventuality. Yang Ling scared the runaway prince Zhu Bin.

"Xu Qi!"

Yang Ling greeted the able-bodied men around him, Xu Qi, after fighting this big battle, he is too majestic, come here immediately, an extremely righteous military salute:
"What's your order?"

"Brother Xu, you..." Yang Ling glanced at this guy who was usually called a brother to him, and he was quite involved in the show at this time, so he didn't care too much, "Have you seen that? Zhu Bin wants to be with us so much It's getting dark, what shall we do?"

"Hmph! He's so beautiful, how can he be allowed to talk when he's at such a dead end?"

Xu Qi curled his mouth proudly, but he didn't say he thought of any trick.

"Wait for Lao Tzu to rush in and drag him out!"

Ma Binghuang copied two short-handled axes from the side, screamed and danced like flying, and led people towards Zhu Bin's last stronghold of hundreds of people.

"Papapa..." The opponent's bows and arrows shot out like rain. The charging people here kept falling to the ground and suffered heavy injuries. However, the people led by Ma Binghuang only held small shields, which could not block the top but not the bottom. Few people were hit by arrows, but Ma Binghuang rushed into the opponent's shield lineup and slashed fiercely.

Ma Binghuang slammed his ax down with force, it was really powerful, he cut down more than a dozen people, but was stabbed by the opponent's pikemen, and countless spears pointed at Ma Binghuang, Ma Binghuang only charged for a while, but he couldn't do it. He was able to retreat with his whole body, and he had already been hit by several arrows, but fortunately it was not fatal.

"It's too reckless. Fighting wars is not about brute force." Xu Qi sent people to treat Ma Binghuang's injuries quickly, and blamed him.

But Ma Binghuang is not under his control. Ma Binghuang is also a small military officer. He is always dissatisfied with Xu Qi's sour and arrogant appearance. This time is no exception. He hummed and did not forget to talk back to Xu Qi:
"I said boy, don't just talk about me, you have the ability to lead people to charge up, I will tell you first, your matchlock gun is very powerful, but the shield is also very tight, I see It's hard to handle, this Zhu Bin, he is more slippery than a skater!"

"Hmph!" Xu Qi was quite interested in bickering with Ma Binghuang this time, "If I can subdue these more than 500 stubborn soldiers with one charge, what will you call me in the future?"

"What do you call you? What do you want me to call you? If you lose, I'll call you father. Anyway, I forgot what my mother looks like!"

"Don't!" Xu Qi's face turned pale, and he was speechless to Ma Binghuang to the extreme.

Yang Ling hurried over to round up the field: "If you don't act quickly, you still have the heart to bicker on this occasion?"

Ma Binghuang is really straight-hearted, and he will never lose: "If I lose, I will call you Mr. Xu Xiao, and I will listen to you from now on. Is that okay?"

"Wow!" Xu Qi cheered up.

"But what good idea do you have? Could it be that you came up with a bad idea? Let me see, you, Yang Ling, and Uncle Pan are all three of you who are good at smart ideas, and one is better than the other. Tell me!"

"come!"

"Have!"

Xu Qi didn't care about Ma Binghuang any more, and called the Musketeers around him who were listening to orders. He ate and slept with these soldiers. You said that Xu Qi has become a magistrate. Although he is an agent and an official, he has no He doesn't look like an official, and he doesn't like to do the official duties of the magistrate. On the contrary, he likes to fight. With the soldiers, especially the Qingquan Musketeers, the full title of "brothers and brothers" is good. Yang Ling said that Xu Qi is a generation of soldiers. God's potential, this is called "can die with soldiers".

"Bring me all the open sky mines and gather them in one place. Let's go along the ramp, and their bows and arrows can't hit us!"

With Xu Qi's words, Yang Ling's eyes suddenly lit up: This is the first scene in Bright Sword!
"These five hundred open sky mines are within thirty steps of them. All of us calculated the time and threw this pile of grenades together, so that they can taste the power of the firepower coverage!"

Yang Ling suddenly felt a chill all over her body, and felt scared for the other party...

(End of this chapter)