Pang Wanchun's arrow wound was more serious than he thought. The force of the arrow fired by the crossbow machine was much stronger than that of a bow and arrow. In addition, the arrow was hit at a very short distance. Although he tried his best to dodge and avoid the vital part of his chest, the arrow still hit him diagonally from his waist and ribs. It penetrated, not only penetrating the lower abdomen, but also almost hitting the vital part of the crotch.
Although he was not so unlucky, the arrow still hurt Pang Wanchun's internal organs. Then, he tried his best to parry Sun Tu's thunderous shot, and even ran for his life, which made the injury from the arrow more serious. After only running a distance, large amounts of blood were dripping down, covering both the saddle and the horse's back. It was dyed red.
Pang Wanchun also knew that he was seriously injured, so he did not dare to stop at all and continued to control the horse and charge forward. At this time, there were only less than two to three hundred personal guards left with him. The others had been blocked by the Song army coming all the way, and they had long distanced themselves from him. During the process of charging forward, soldiers of the Song army continued to surround and kill them, so the guards had to keep leaving men and horses behind to resist. After only charging for more than half a mile, they were already seriously injured.
"Huh!" Another spear came from the side and front, this time it was pointed directly at the horse under his crotch. Pang Wanchun was so frightened that he quickly tightened the reins and controlled the horse to jump to the side. At the same time, the saber already in his hand quickly flew out and hit the soldier's neck, killing him. This was the seventh Song soldier he had killed with his own hands during his breakout, and the continuous chops caused the wounds on his waist and abdomen to tear and expand, causing heartache. But under the heavy siege of the enemy, he didn't even dare to stop, let alone pull out the arrow and bandage it.
Just as he was about to break through a siege, he had a chance to breathe. Suddenly, a horn sound sounded from behind, and another group of people came in hot pursuit. The person in charge was Dong Ping, the two-gun general, but Sun Tu was missing. Although there was still some distance between the two sides, Pang Wanchun did not dare to be careless at all. He had already experienced the skills of this Song general before. Although the other party was slightly inferior to him, that was under normal circumstances. He was seriously injured now, but Not his opponent. So he immediately ordered: "Turn to the left and avoid them!"
"Pang Shuai, you go first, let's stop him!" After leaving these words, the guard captain beside him did not wait for his response, and led twenty or thirty people to turn around and fight towards the people who had already seen him. When they arrived at Dong Ping, the two sides immediately started a fierce fight, and screams followed.
Although these personal guards were more powerful than the average Wu army, they were far from comparable to Dong Ping. He was seen dancing like a tiger into the flock of sheep with his spears in his hands. In just a moment, he had stabbed several people, and he didn't even have the momentum to charge forward. Slowly. Fortunately, there was someone nearby who fell to the ground desperately and slashed his mount's four hooves with a sword, forcing Dong Ping to turn and dodge. However, the Shandong Army officers and soldiers who came with him had also arrived, and they cut off dozens of them in an instant. The elite guards of the Wu army were swallowed up.
Hearing the screams that kept coming from behind him, Pang Wanchun's cheeks twisted for a while, but he didn't even turn his head back. He just continued to break out of the encirclement. After slashing away an enemy soldier blocking the front with his sword, he finally cut a bloody path. Once again, the distance between him and his pursuers was widened. Although these people are all his confidants who have been cultivated by him, it can be said that they are all brothers with him, but under such circumstances, he no longer cares about feeling sad for these people, because as long as he slows down, they may If someone catches up, their sacrifices will become worthless!
With no time to feel sentimental or think, Pang Wanchun continued to rush forward, and then he saw
Seeing several of his own flags still fluttering in front of the left side, his spirit suddenly lifted and he shouted: "Go to the left and join our team!"
At this time, there were less than 200 people left around him, and he was already very disheartened, thinking that he might lose his life here at some point. At this moment, when they saw their own flag, everyone suddenly gained confidence again. They shouted and rushed over there, following Pang Wanchun.
Over there, a remnant army of more than 300 people was fighting a final battle with a considerable number of Song troops, and judging from the situation, it was obvious that they could no longer hold on. At this time, Pang Wanchun finally arrived with his troops. Without saying a word, he endured the pain and rushed into the enemy formation with his sword again, and collided head-on with Zhou Tong, who was leading the army and wanted to destroy the enemy in one fell swoop.
Zhou Tong was shocked when he heard the sound of killing coming from behind him. He quickly looked back and saw such a group of injured Wu troops coming to kill them. The leader was also wearing bright armor. He was obviously a general of the Wu army. He was overjoyed. . He didn't care about continuing to surround and kill the remaining soldiers in front of him. He turned back decisively and killed them. The spear in his hand had already shaken up a big spark in the middle of the battle, and he rushed straight into the opponent's face and stabbed him hard.
Although he was not accustomed to using a long sword in his hand, Pang Wanchun's movements did not slow down. In just one slanting glance, he raised the spear upwards, and he continued to control the horse to move forward, and the saber followed the trend. He grabbed the gun barrel and fell down, straight towards Zhou Tong's finger holding the gun, and chopped it down.
This move was so fast that Zhou Tong was caught off guard. Although his martial arts skills were good, he was far from Pang Wanchun's opponent. Faced with such a situation, in order to save his hands and fingers, he could only decisively abandon his gun, and then ride his horse to the side.
But this time, Pang Wanchun had expected it. The moment he withdrew his gun, the knife had changed its tactics and slashed to the side and in front, just in the path of Zhou Tong's dodge. From some people's point of view, it was as if Zhou Tong abandoned his gun and bumped his body into someone's knife edge. But when he realized that the situation was not good, he didn't even have the chance to change direction and dodge.
"Pfft!" The steel knife quickly cut into Zhou Tong's neck, and without stopping, the little overlord's head was chopped off. But at this time, his body was still controlling the horse to run two steps to the side and forward, and then fell down. It was only then that a shrill scream came out of his mouth, but only half of it...
Once Zhou Tong died, the troops under his command were in chaos. Many of them were brothers from Peach Blossom Mountain. Although they had surrendered to the imperial court for many years, they still regarded him and Li Zhong as their support. Now that the leader died, they suddenly panicked and many people dispersed.
Pang Wanchun had no intention of chasing these people, and hurriedly led the crowd to rush to the front of his own team who had narrowly escaped death, and then he saw Liao Qing, who was covered in blood and crumbling. The general's face was full of horror and self-blame: "Pang Shuai, the last general is confused and deserves death..." Before he finished speaking, he saw the wound on Pang Wanchun's waist and abdomen again, and he was even more shocked. Shocked: "Pang Shuai, you are also injured..."
Pang Wanchun also didn't expect to meet this disobedient subordinate at this time and place. He was stunned for a moment, and then said with a straight face: "I won't say anything else, just follow me and kill outside!"
"Yes!" Liao Qing's injuries were much more serious than Pang Wanchun's, but he agreed loudly at this time, holding up the Xuanhua ax in his hand that was full of gaps, and rushed forward beside Pang Wanchun. As a result, the troops around him have been replenished, and the forward momentum has also been strengthened.
It's even more intense.
However, the movement here finally brought the Shandong Army soldiers who were still fighting with the Wu army in front to come to their senses. Following the orders, many troops were quickly mobilized to intercept and annihilate this army that broke into their own formation. enemy. As a result, the number of troops facing the Wu army head-on was also reduced, allowing more Wu troops to take the opportunity to move closer. The two groups of soldiers and horses were mixed and difficult to distinguish, and the situation became more chaotic.
After continuing to charge forward for a while, and taking the opportunity to save two more soldiers who were trapped in the Song army's formation with only two to three hundred soldiers and horses, Pang Wanchun finally had some ability to protect himself. However, the repeated attacks made his injuries worse. The large amount of blood loss made his eyes blurry and his spirit began to wane. He only relied on his willpower to hold on.
"Go a little further, and we should be able to break out of the siege!" The soldiers on the side shouted in anticipation. They had discovered that the Song Army's defense line in front was getting weaker and weaker, and they knew that they would soon be able to join their own troops and horses. This made everyone more motivated to fight, and everyone rushed forward desperately, protecting Pang Wanchun, who was about to be unable to sit on his horse, and Liao Qing, who was in a semi-conscious state, and continued to break through.
But just when they broke through another line of defense and could see their own team in front, there was a sudden sound from the side, and a sharp arrow was heading straight for Pang Wanchun.
Over there, Hua Rong was leading his army in a melee with the Wu army. Suddenly he saw a group of soldiers and horses coming out of his own formation, and there were two generals among them. He fired a cold arrow without thinking.
Xiao Li Guang's archery skills were also outstanding. When Pang Wanchun suddenly realized, the arrow had already arrived. His body was extremely sluggish at this time. Although he wanted to dodge, he could not keep up with his movements. Just as the arrow was about to hit his neck, suddenly a figure flashed beside him and hit him hard. It hit him, knocking him off his horse and preventing the arrow from hitting him. But the figure who bumped into him became the scapegoat. He was hit by an arrow and fell to the ground with a groan.
It wasn't until a moment later that Pang Wanchun realized what he was doing. He turned around and saw that Liao Qing was making his last convulsions on the ground. The ground was covered with blood. He looked like this, but he couldn't survive.
"Protect Pang Shuai! Let's fight out!" The others finally came to their senses at this time, hurriedly swarmed up, and rushed out carrying Pang Wanchun with all their hands. At this time, they could no longer even care about the Song army that was constantly coming. They did not resist and could only escape. After paying an extremely heavy price, they finally met up with an oncoming Wu army. At this time, only more than two hundred people were still following Pang Wanchun.
After Pang Wanchun reunited with his team, he finally let out a long sigh of relief. This time he really had a narrow escape from death. Unfortunately, he failed to kill the Song Army general. The only gain was to shoot down their beacon...
Thinking of this, he subconsciously raised his head and looked at the center of the Song Army. Then he felt the world spinning, his blood rising, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. He saw that on the high flagpole, the flagpole had been replaced. The brightly colored flags were mounted, waving and waving, commanding the Song army to change formations!
In other words, his previous desperate charge resulted in heavy casualties but failed in vain!
Anger, unwillingness, fear, regret... All kinds of emotions instantly filled Pang Wanchun's chest. In addition, he was seriously injured, and he couldn't hold it anymore. After vomiting blood, he fell into a coma...