He repelled the opponent's attack again. Sun Zewu sat in a huge tree panting, looked at the steel knife full of gaps in his hand, threw it away with a sound, stretched out his feet to lift the sword of a fallen comrade from the ground, and held it in his hand. Although the swords assigned to Feiying in Dingzhou were made of all steel and were extremely tough and sharp, he still turned into a saw irreversibly during countless fighting and blocking slashing and cutting.

Sun Zewu was stationed on the second line of defense, with 300 special forces members in his hands, and half of them were left. Among the four senior officers guarding the suspension bridge, Han Yong, Qiu and Xia Xue had a higher status than Han Yong and more trusted by Qingfeng. Therefore, when they were with them, Sun Zewu naturally had to hand over the command of the battle to Han Yong, the highest-level here, and he acted as a brave general who charged in the battle. Moreover, Sun Zewu also understood that in terms of personal martial arts, he had a big gap compared to the three of them.

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General Sun, on the left Liang side, General Xia could no longer hold back and retreated! A flying eagle team member walked to Sun Zewu.

The brothers who went there came back only less than a hundred people...

Sun Zewu nodded.

I understand, see if we see, our team is coming soon. As long as we resist the opponent's attack, we will win the last time and tell our brothers to prepare for a last try, and the opponent will be even more crazy...

At the fixed point of the suspension bridge, a sharp whistle sounded above the core position of the Dingzhou Army, and Sun Zewu stood up.

General Han summoned us back and gave up the second line of defense. We must concentrate all our last strength and use every force on the blade...

The remaining more than a hundred flying eagles quickly retreated. In the distance, Zhou Yu looked at the Dingzhou soldiers who were getting closer and closer to this place, frowned deeply and drew out his long sword and said to Ma Du:

Master Ma, there is the last chance. If you can't fight again, Dingzhou soldiers will come...

The horses all understood what Zhou Yu meant, let's go together, let's play the striker... The two of us hit the striker... The one who knocked on the thumb toad, held up an iron shield with one hand.

They were almost exhausted, General Zhou, we all took action to break it together...

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kill!.

The Qiang soldiers and the Southern Army shouted at the same time and launched an attack on the opponent again.

Wang Zhen held the saber and grabbed the steel cable with one hand. He had already reached the end of the wooden board, looking at the opposite side, and kept urging:

Brothers, hurry up, hurry up!

There were less than 500 flying eagles in Dingzhou, and they were compressed to the defensive line of less than 100 meters attached to the suspension bridge. The Qiang soldiers attacked on both sides and the Southern Army launched a crazy attack on them from three directions at the same time. Every whistle of the Baniu Crossbow would take several lives.

The Qiang soldiers and the Southern Army had dragged several Eight-Number Crossbows, but during the shooting with the Feiying, several Eight-Number Crossbows were all destroyed by the opponent. At this time, the Feiying still had the last Eight-Number Crossbow, but there were very few crossbow arrows left. The dense enemy army rushed in crazily. The Eight-Number Crossbow, which fired four crossbow arrows at a time, would shoot a bloody alley from the crowd and link several people. However, the Qiang soldiers and the Southern Army were already in madness at this time, regardless of the huge casualties. If the suspension bridge could not be destroyed, it would not be a major issue of casualties.

The last four crossbow arrows were shot out, and the soldiers who operated the crossbow machine rushed to the front line with their swords. At this time, all the arrows had been used up, and the two sides directly entered the most cruel battle for hand-to-hand swords. Dingzhou Flying Eagles held the position tightly. Behind them, the location of the fixed suspension bridge was already there, and they could not give in at all.

The snake-shaped sword in Zhou Yu's hand was swallowed and spitted. The armor on his opponent was easily broken like paper under his sword. After killing several flying eagles in a row, Han Yong roared and met him. The steel knife in his hand slashed towards Zhou Yu with a cold light.

The sword light flashed continuously, and the snake-shaped soft sword hit the blade, and suddenly turned backwards, bounced towards Han Yong's eyes. The steel knife rotated violently, hitting the bounced snake letter, and hitting the soft sword back. The two instantly fought several times, and Han Yong was injured several times. There was a gap in his martial arts. In addition, one was to accumulate energy and the other had been fighting for a long time, so the gap became even bigger.

Han Yong was killed and retreated repeatedly. He took three steps, but there was a long wound on his body. Two flying eagle players who came to help were assassinated on the spot by Zhou Yu.

Xia Xue saw Han Yong in trouble and saw that Han Yong could only last a moment at most. In a hurry, she didn't know where the strength came from. She slashed and entangled several of her Southern Army soldiers, soared into the air, stepped on the head of a Qiang soldier, and stepped on the man's head into the neck. The helmet immediately flattened. Then with this stepping force, Xia Xue slashed at Zhou Yu in the air. Zhou Yu snorted coldly, and the snake-shaped soft sword came forward. The snake-shaped sword, which was originally a soft sword, became extremely hard at this moment. With a crisp sound, the two forces intersected, Xia Xue's falling figure flew up again, and several hollows fell to the ground. She staggered and almost fell to the ground. She was shocked in her heart. Zhou Yu's martial arts were so powerful.

Zhou Yu stepped forward, the sword light flashed, and the move was directly at Han Yong's vital point. Xia Xue rushed up with anger and stood side by side with Han Yong, desperately resisting Zhou Yu.

Sun Zewu snatched a long gun and fought with the horse. The two of them were evenly matched and equally matched.

More and more Qiang soldiers and Southern Army rushed up and got involved with the Dingzhou soldiers. The two sides were killed in the dark. Although Feiying was good at fighting, the number of people was too small. Under the siege of the opponent, the entire position was already in danger.

Han Yong and Xia Xue fought against Zhou Yu, but they still had the ability to fight back and did not have the ability to fight back. The two could only avoid the vital parts as much as possible and struggled to support them. If they were not careful, there would be an extra wound on their bodies.

Qiuping also rushed up, and the three of them fought against Zhou Yu, and then they stabilized the situation a little.

Zhou Yu's heart became anxious. Looking at the Dingzhou reinforcements that were close to him, Zhou Yu suddenly shouted loudly, and the sword light surged. A fist suddenly flashed out in a circle of sword shadows, and a bang hit Han Yong's chest. Han Yong loudly turned over and overturned, the armor in his chest was deeply concave, and a mouthful of blood was spurted out. He fell to the ground and fainted. Zhou Yu took the risk to attack, but Xia Xue and Qiu Ping found an opportunity. He slashed Zhou Yu's flanks with two swords, one left and one right, and directly cut Zhou Yu's flanks.

Zhou Yu took the risk to attack this time, but he had calculated all kinds of possibilities. After two swords, Zhou Yu suddenly turned sideways, and two swords brought two blood beads on his body. Both swords hurt the opponent, but they were only slightly injured. When Zhou Yu, who had knocked over Han Yong, turned his body, the soft sword turned back and wrapped around Xia Xue's steel knife. His wrist trembled violently. Xia Xue could no longer hold the steel knife and flew away. Zhou Yu kicked up, and Xia Xue flew out from afar, landed in the distance, struggled a few times, barely got up, but she had no power to fight again.

After knocking down Xia Xue, Zhou Yu had another wound on his body, but at this time, there was only Qiu Ping left on the opposite side of him. He grinned, flipped his wrist, grabbed Qiu Ping's steel knife in the air, and slapped it hard, and with a snap, he broke the knife. Qiu Ping, who had a broken sword, shouted, shook his wrist and threw the half-cut blade towards Zhou Yu. At the same time, he pulled out the black dagger from his belt and rushed forward without hesitation.

When Sun Zewu saw Han Yong and Xia Xue's connection being knocked down, he was shocked and threw away Madu and rushed over without hesitation. The long gun in his hand shook the gun and attacked Zhou Yu sideways.

Seeing that the horse was chasing Sun Zeren, Zhou Yu shouted:

Madu, go to Broken Bridge, leave it here to me...

The horses looked up and saw that the Dingzhou soldiers were getting closer and closer. In shock, the big axe slashed left and right, slashed out a bloody path, heading straight to the fixed point of the suspension bridge, shouted loudly, and the big axe was raised high and slashed heavily on a steel cable. With a loud bang, the steel cable was half broken, and the bridge deck swayed.

He raised the axe high and was about to chop it down again. He cut off one before talking. With a whoosh, there was a slight sound, and a crossbow arrow was inserted into his thigh until he was not far away. Not far from him, Xia Xue, who was half-supporting her body and half-lying on the ground, raised the crossbow in her hand and shot the last crossbow arrow in the crossbow. Seeing that the opponent was not shot to death, Xia Xue showed a regretful expression on her face.

The horse was furious and walked towards Xia Xue. As soon as he stepped, his legs hurt a sharp pain, and he was even more angry. He jumped and headed straight for Xia Xue. Xia Xue threw away the crossbow, reached out to touch a steel knife from the ground, and stared at his opponent.

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Madu, Broken Bridge!

Zhou Yu in the distance yelled when he saw Ma Du's actions.

Ma Du glanced at Xia Xue angrily, turned around and jumped back, and raised his axe.

Wang Zhenli was only ten meters away. Seeing that the horses had already rushed to the steel cable, he couldn't help but feel anxious. He grabbed the steel cable, stepped on the iron chain, and ran towards him. Behind him, more than a dozen officers followed him, followed Wang Zhen, walked towards him while walking on the iron chain.

The second axe fell heavily, and a steel cable broke with a loud bang. The bridge deck shook violently. Dozens of soldiers from the First Battalion of Fengli Division who were hugging the bridge immediately turned over and fell down.

Ma Du ran towards the second steel cable again. As soon as he raised the axe, Wang Zhen stepped on the chain with both feet and soared into the air. The slashing sword in his hand slashed towards Ma Du in the air.

The horse-killing saber brought a huge sound, and the horse could only swing an axe to block the horse-killing saber. If Wang Zhen was a few steps slower, the second steel cable would inevitably break, and the bridge would not be saved. Even he would be thrown into meat sauce. The shock and anger in his heart naturally showed that at this time, the horse-killing saberer was as tight as a knife, killing the horses backwards. The dozens of Dingzhou military palaces following Wang Zhen roared and rushed towards the battlefield of both sides that were killed.
Chapter completed!