Three Kingdoms

  Chapter 815 will be handsome (end)

In Fei Qian's eyes, everything in front of him seemed to have slowed down in an instant. The blood droplets flying in the air, the battle axes hacked by the strong Xianbei, and the movements of the surrounding soldiers were all like those in a movie. The slo-mo is average and unbelievably clear.

  The two Mo Daomen directly in front of Feiqian, when the strong Xianbei man came to slash with his battle axe, they roared at the same time. They didn't retreat or parry. After all, they were all with the idea of ​​buying the life of this strong Xianbei man at the price of one leg!

The shield-wielding Xianbei soldier hurriedly took a step up the wall, raising his shield high in an attempt to block the blade cut by Mo Dao's hand; at the same time, Huang Sanlang, who was left behind due to his injury, also rushed out from the side obliquely against the shield , to defend Mo Daoshou against the coming battle ax...

  Mo Dao and Tomahawk hit the shield almost at the same time!

With a loud sound of "铛", the shield made of cowhide iron in Huang Sanlang's hand was instantly smashed to pieces, and even the glove iron bars in the shield were bent and swept into Huang Sanlang's raised arm. In the sound of "cracking", I saw that although Huang Sanlang had arm guards, his arms were still twisted into an unnatural shape by the tomahawk, and he could no longer support them. However, it still crashed into his chest, a mouthful of blood spewed out with the sound of bone cracking, and he fell to the ground slumped.

  But the speed of the battle ax was also greatly slowed down, and Huang Sanlang risked his life to block it!

The shields of the Xianbei people are even more unbearable. The texture of the cowhide with wood as the base cannot withstand the extremely sharp Mo Dao slash. Bloomed out of the pattern, and along with the blood mist of the Xianbei shield-wielding warrior, he even chopped his arm into two!

The strong man of Xianbei, who didn't know how many times he worked hard, couldn't cut down the heavy armor guard in front of Feiqian within a few axes, and couldn't help staggering between his legs and feet, a little weak, his figure There is already some instability. Since leading the Xianbei soldiers into the battle, the fierce battle for nearly an hour has been at the forefront. Even an iron-clad man will be tired, not to mention that there are already many wounds on his body, but It has not been dealt with in a timely manner.

The Mo Dao hand in front of Fei Qian had a chance to breathe, he surrounded Fei Qian in the center, and the sharp Mo Dao slashed up and down like a moon wheel, not only stopping the forward momentum of the Xianbei strong man, but also the rest of Dugu. Huan's last batch of good guards around him also hacked to death and injured a lot...

   "Battelle! Hurry up!" Lonely Yu Huan took the manpower to cover the flanks of the strong Xianbei and coordinated the attack on Feiqian's last circle of Modao guards. While watching the smoke and dust getting closer, he couldn't help urging.

But in the eyes of Xianbei strong man Battelle, the whole world is already double. With the continuous flow of blood, the vision has gradually become dark and blurred, and the chest and abdomen are burning like flames, and the pain in the limbs has gradually The ground is numb, he knows that he has reached the limit, even if he retreats at this time, he may not live long, so it is better to drag a general of the Han army to back him up!

Battelle roared wildly like a wild beast, tried his best to dance again and raised his battle axe, facing the long knife cut by Mo Dao, and slashed obliquely. At this moment, he didn't care whether he would be hit by Mo Dao at all. , he only needs to kill Fei Qian in the formation!

  Modaoshou, who had just been spared the calamity of a broken leg, didn't flinch at all, and swiped across the sword one after another. One of them went to chop the Xianbei strong man, and the other was going to chop the tomahawk handle of the Xianbei strong man Battelle. Although the battle ax is heavy and difficult to resist, the handle of the ax is easy to be cut off. Although the strength of the handle is strengthened by things such as ox tendons and iron hoops, it is still a weakness.

In the blink of an eye, Battelle, the strong Xianbei man, turned his body without delay, pulled back with all his strength, and pulled back the oblique tomahawk, dodging the knife that hit the handle of the axe, and then couldn't see it. Seeing the long knife cut by Mo Dao's hand, aiming at Fei Qian behind Mo Dao's hand, unexpectedly suddenly turned around and threw the battle ax at Fei Qian in the formation!

  The huge battle ax spun in the air like a vertical wheel, and got in through the gap between Mo Dao's hands!

No one expected that Battelle, the strong Xianbei man, would throw the tomahawk out. Mo Dao, who was standing in front of him, was caught off guard and hurriedly picked it up with Mo Dao, but he missed a hole, and watched the tomahawk whizzing past. Fei dives away.

Standing beside Fei Qian at this time, there was only Wang Ershi, who was left by Huang Xu before, and when he saw the tomahawk hitting him head-on, he had no time to think about it, so he could only throw the shield in one fell swoop, and the whole person stood on top of him. In front of Fei Qian!

The battle ax came whistling, but unexpectedly did not hit anyone. It buzzed past Wang Ershitou and Fei Qian, and then hit the ground in the formation with a "puff", arousing Large expanses of dirt...

Battelle, who had already been stabbed in the body by the Mo Dao but held on tightly to the handle of the Mo Dao, blinked his already dim eyes vigorously, and murmured: "Damn... crooked..." Immediately all the strength in his body surged. Exhausted, fell to his knees.

Mo Dao Shou took advantage of the situation and slashed horizontally, Battelle's severed neck did not spurt out much blood, his strong and burly headless body shook a few times, and hit the ground with a plop, his head was spinning and rolling in the air, Finally fell into the dust...

"Battelle is dead!" I don't know which Xianbei soldier yelled subconsciously, which immediately attracted the attention of other Xianbei soldiers around him, and immediately more Xianbei soldiers began to shout in panic, "Battle is dead! Battelle is dead! "

   The momentum of the Xianbei armored soldiers suddenly let out. As a rare warrior among the Xianbei soldiers, Battelle has always been regarded as the bravest warrior and the spiritual leader of the Xianbei soldiers, but now he died in the Han army's chariot formation.

  The Xianbei soldiers nearby were all stunned at this moment, and immediately panicked...

  Even a warrior like Battelle can't rush in, and can't defeat the last line of defense of the Han army. Can I still rush in?

  As soon as people thought too much, their hands slowed down, and the pain and fatigue that had been neglected suddenly flooded up, and the Xianbei soldiers fought more and more chaotically, and the more they fought, the more they retreated.

   "General! It's not done! It's not done! Withdraw quickly! If you don't withdraw, it will be over!" The guard of the left general Dugu Yuhuan begged with crying.

   "No—! No...no..."

  Dugu Yu Huan's eye sockets were about to burst.

   Only one step away!

   Just one step away...

Battelle's death was like a bucket of ice water splashed head-on in winter, and Dugu Yuhuan finally came to his senses. In the current situation, if he does not withdraw, when the reinforcements from the Han army arrive, the whole world is doomed. The situation of annihilation of the army.

   Dugu Yu Huan stared at Fei Qian in the middle of the car formation. If his sight could kill, Fei Qian might already have dozens of holes in his body.

   "...a coward who only hides behind!" Dugu Yuhuan roared angrily at Fei Qian, waving his saber to invite Fei Qian to fight, "General Han, come out, we have the guts to fight!"

   Several guards beside Dugu Yu Huan repeated loudly, and the eyes of the soldiers on both sides immediately focused on Fei Qian.

   Fei Qian snorted, do you think I'm a fool?

  Looking helplessly at how hard it is to get to the current great situation, and then rush forward to die? Although I have a long gun in my hand, I know my own situation, and I can deal with a small soldier. If I really want to fight, hehe...

  Fei Qian held up the spear and laughed, and shouted: "Okay! Let me warm up for a while, don't run if you have the guts!"

   Wait a little longer and Ma Yue and Yu Fuluo will pack it up. When the time comes, hehe...

  Hearing the message from the Han soldiers, Lonely Yu Huan closed his eyes in pain, then turned around and left: "...withdraw, we...withdraw! Quickly withdraw!"

The Xianbei soldiers came rushing in like a tide before, and they hit the sky-shattering waves on the chariot formation, but in the end they were still a step short and failed to completely defeat Fei Qian. Now, with the sound of the retreat horn, almost all the Xianbei soldiers Just like the receding waves of the sea, the ferocious fighting turned into shallow foam on the beach, staggering and fleeing in a hurry...

   "How is Zhonglang?!" A moment later, Ma Yue rushed to the side of the car formation and yelled at the car formation.

   "Zhonglang is safe! Zhonglang has an order! Pursue for twenty miles!"

The physical strength of the war horse is almost exhausted. Once it runs away, it will not be a matter of three or two months to raise it again. Therefore, Fei sneaked into the car formation and restrained his temptation to chase all the way. A limited pursuit order was issued.

   "Abiding by the order!" Ma Yue raised his spear on the horse's back and roared, "Zhonglang Wansheng! Hanjun Wansheng! Zhongerlang! Follow me to chase and kill Xianbei!"

   "Zhonglang Wansheng!"

   "The Han army is victorious!"

At this moment, all the Han Chinese forgot all the fatigue and pain all over their bodies. Even the wounded lying on the ground raised their hands to the sky and shouted, as if they were announcing to the sky and the earth. what…

   "Victory! Victory!"

   Japan’s Ministry of Health, Labor and Welfare announced in April this year the forecast of Japan’s population in 50 years. In 2053, Japan’s population will fall below 100 million. By 2065, Japan’s population will drop to 88.08 million. And by then more than 40% of the population will be elderly! At that time, Japan's economy and pension sustainability will be greatly affected.

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   So for the future, please have a second child...

   But the problem now is that many people dare not give birth. It is easy to give birth and give birth accidentally, but it is too difficult to raise...

  (end of this chapter)