The White Horse Raids the Three Kingdoms

"die!"

With a loud shout, he jumped out immediately!

Satormo roared again, swung his knife and slashed down fiercely.

Lu Lingqi raised the spear in her hand to block his powerful blow, only to hear a loud bang!

Lu Lingqi pushed upwards vigorously, pushed away the big knife, and then shot straight into the chest with a backhand shot, extremely fast!

Satormo turned pale with fright and hurriedly dodged.The stab in her hand was empty, Lu Lingqi swung the spear, and the barrel of the gun hit Satomo's chest, screaming.

This time, Satormo didn't continue to be lucky. He spurted a mouthful of blood and fell out of the saddle. He fell five or six meters away, and was almost trampled to death by his own cavalry passing by!

Lu Lingqi wanted to go forward and take Satormo's life, but the cavalry that rushed up made him unable to do this.

Satormo got back on his horse and took a hard look at Lu Lingqi, who was killing his cavalry, but he didn't dare to step forward, and backed up while urging the cavalry to charge!

"Humph!"

Seeing the misfortune of chasing, Lu Lingqi brandished a long spear and charged bravely. The soldiers he blocked were cut off one after another. Lu Lingqi looked around and went straight to the direction of Li Bo and other trapped camps.

And at this moment, Li Bo, who had already been fought for a long time, was also in a state of embarrassment.

The armor and cloak on his body seemed to be fished out of blood, and there were still a few bright red bloodstains on the blade in his hand.

Under the reflection of the moonlight, the nearby soldiers of the trapped camp were also scarred.

Mottled blood can still be seen, and the smell of blood that is so strong that it can't be melted in the air can still be smelled.

"The little lord has come back, I will protect her comprehensively, and all the lords obey the order to fight to the death!"

With a loud shout, Li Bo led the elite soldiers trapped in the camp behind him, and charged desperately with the determination to die. Surrounded by the enemy, he slashed with his long knife without fear.

"Dead fight! Dead fight!"

The few surviving soldiers of the trapped camp roared straight into the sky, each of them was like a fierce tiger, killing the enemy on their backs!

There are too many enemy troops, as if they can't kill them all, one after another, the left side is blocked, and the right side of the enemy surges up again.

Although these soldiers are extremely brave, after all, tigers cannot hold back a pack of wolves.

In the process of fighting, even if it is the elite camp, some people still fall down, blood staining the battlefield!

480 Eight get away

Inside Zuo Fengyi's city pass, the screams and fighting sounds became louder and clearer, gradually converging into waves of sound.

On the battlefield, people shouted and neighed.The soldiers of both sides fought bravely, and the sound of fierce fighting resounded all over the city.

The fierce battle gradually became stiff, and the soldiers on both sides continued to fight bloody with their lives.

Starting from the closed gate of Zuo Fengyi City, where the ambush was the first, as the soldiers continued to fight and move forward, the flames of war continued to spread in all directions, permeating and spreading.

Although the most important thing was the battlefield where the main force of Gao Shun's assault camp was located, but there was also a large number of routs, surrounded by chaos, scurrying in the streets and alleys of the city.

It was a small group of them who had an encounter with Lu Lingqi and the others before.

And with the sound of their fighting, the enemy's routs continued to gather, becoming "living forces" and joining the battle.

Of course, among them, most of the soldiers were still Zuo Fengyi's original garrison troops who were attacked by Gao Shun's army at night and lost the battle.

Although there were also Qiang cavalry, their number was undoubtedly much smaller than the "flooding" Zuo Fengyi's rout.

Moreover, the threat of these people who have just "defeated" is not serious.

At least in a short period of time, their morale is still low, but they still have an advantage in numbers.

The sky was dark, the color of blood was dark, and the surrounding scenery seemed to be covered with a layer of gray mist, making it unreal.

The military discipline of the soldiers in the trapped camp is indeed extraordinary. As long as the general does not call to stop, none of the soldiers in the whole army dare to slow down, even if they are too tired to die suddenly.

This is the strict military discipline, which is the foundation of the Han Dynasty army.

Of course, I don't deny it, and it's also because they don't even have time to breathe. Apart from desperately attacking and killing, I'm afraid they don't have any thoughts in their minds.

After all, as the battle was fought, the enemy's routs continued to come.

At this time, the number of enemies they were facing was too many, and they swarmed in. These soldiers who were trapped in the camp wished to have three heads and six arms to kill the enemy, and they had no time to think about running away.

In fact, running away and dying faster at this time.

"Ah, ah, ah! Die to me!" Wu Tao, the chief of the camp, stared fiercely, shouted, his arm muscles stretched out, and he killed a Zuo Fengyi soldier with a big knife, and a head was cut off by him. Blood sprayed all over him.

It's just that before he was happy, or even waiting for him to withdraw his knife, a giant mace fell from the sky.

"Kill..." The roar sounded like a hammer, and it hit the mountain covered with corpses heavily. A thin layer of blood mist filled the icy air.

Qiang cavalry! !

Wu Tao's heart sank by default.

"Fight!"

Wu Tao had no way to hide, raised his long knife, faced the Qiang cavalryman, and swung the mace in his hand to hit it with all his strength.

"Bang!" The mace hit the long knife, and it was struck with countless star points.

Wu Tao let out a thunderous roar, and the mace rebounded.

Wu Tao didn't wait for the Qiang cavalryman to pick up his mace before hitting, his saber had already penetrated the opponent's throat, followed everything horizontally, and the opponent's head left the body.

There was a sound of "puchi", and then a Qiang cavalryman rushed up with a spear in his hand, and pierced Wu Tao's arm with one shot.

The Qiang cavalry immediately drew their guns and stabbed at Wu Tao who was seriously injured.

Wu Tao risked his life and chopped off the opponent's head.

The two sides passed by each other, their weapons blocked, and they both took advantage of the situation to sweep each other.

Wu Tao's rib was cut with a blood groove, and the opponent's Qiang cavalry was also cut with Wu Tao's saber in the chest.

It's just that these scars did not reduce the hatred between the two sides, nor did they slow down their mutual offensive.

Whether it's the soldiers trapped in the camp, or those Zuo Fengyi's original garrison troops, or the Qiang cavalry, at this moment, fighting on the battlefield to this point, everyone is jealous.

Sparks from weapon collisions shot out everywhere, screams resounded through the sky, heads flew up all over the sky, and blood sprayed.

It splattered everywhere.