The Turkic heavy cavalry was limited to a dense formation, with only one cavalry, slowly pressing towards Qin Meng.
But this slow movement, like a millstone, with a heavy feeling like a mountain, gave Qin Meng a sense of powerlessness like being crushed.
"Come on, lift up the knife like a man, I've spotted it, Lao Tzu's head is here, come, chop it off." Qin Meng pointed to the nearby Turkic heavy rider and gestured to his head, like Said with a smile like a street ruffian.
Although the Turkic heavy rider could not understand what Qin Meng said, he was taken aback when he saw him behave like this.
Qin Meng snorted, and simply moved forward, still irritating the Turkic heavy rider.
Facing Qin Meng who was already weakened, the Turkic heavy cavalry had the meaning of cowering. After all, Qin Meng flew down here and killed the two cavalry.
If it weren't for his heavy-riding partners, he would have to avoid it.
"Hurry up, you guys who kill the embryos, commit crimes against my Central Plains, take captives, do everything, where is your ferocity against the unarmed people? How do you face a big pawn, you don’t even have the courage to kill. ?come!"
The Turkic Heavy Cavalry was really a little timid, but as Qin Meng stepped up, it seemed that he was forced to have nowhere to retreat.
With a scream, the Turkic heavy rider roared, seeming to embolden himself, and then lifted the reins, his horse screamed and yelled and leaped up his front, and then fell heavily.
With the force of the horse landing, the Turkic heavy rider rounded the scimitar in his hand, and slashed straight to the door of Qin Meng's face.
Qin Meng smiled at the corner of his mouth, seeing the falling scimitar, standing upright like a pine, standing and fighting to death, this should be the best destination for a soldier.
Hush—a rapid sound of breaking through the air sounded, and a long knife flew over, just hitting the scimitar that the Turkic Heavy Cavalry had dropped.
"Quit hurting my parents, Xie Yun will come too!"
Xie Yun was thrown by Zhou Tingzan, more than three feet away from Qin Meng. He stabilized his figure and wanted to kill him to join Qin Meng. But he didn't want to just see Qin Meng's dangerous situation. Without even thinking about it, he threw his weapon out.
The sudden change stunned everyone.
The Turkic Heavy Cavalry who slashed Qin Meng was hit by the scimitar by Xie Yun's flying knife. Without noticing that the direction of the knife changed, it slid along Qin Meng's shoulder.
At this time, he was riveting enough to kill the opponent, not wanting to go wrong all of a sudden, and when there was no stress, he slammed down his horse.
Qin Meng was already exhausted and was about to slaughter his neck, but after such a change, he didn't realize his combat power was rekindled.
Seeing that the Turkic Heavy Cavalry who planted his horse struggled to get up, Qin Meng went up and cut off the head of the man with a single knife.
"Xie Yun, take the knife!"
The thinking on the battlefield cannot be answered by ordinary mentality.
Qin Meng was relieved of the danger of death by Xie Yun, and saw that Xie Yun was covered with only a crotch cloth, with bare hands, completely ignoring his own situation, and threw the Duan Ni knife at Xie Yun.
"Sir, don't..." Xie Yun was anxious. He knew that Qin Meng's combat power would not be able to protect his body without the Broken Blade. He wanted to prevent Qin Meng from throwing the sword, but the Broken Blade had already arrived.
Xie Yun caught the broken Ni knife, danced the knife like snowflakes, and rushed towards Qin Meng.
"Be careful!" Qin Meng's mind was not on his body. Seeing Xie Yun rushing fiercely, he could stand in front of him. A heavy horseman wanted to hit Xie Yun with his horse, so he flew over and hit with his own flesh and blood. That war horse.
With a bang, Qin Meng was flicked away and knocked down. He felt like he fell apart. For a moment, he was paralyzed, unable to feel any part of his body.
"Sir!" Xie Yun's eyes were dripping with blood, if it weren't for Qin Meng's, he would have been hit.
The surrounding Turkic rides were densely packed, and Qin Meng struggled and twisted on the ground. If he was stepped on by a horse's hoof, he would definitely be over.
Xie Yun rushed to Qin Meng's side, centered on Qin Meng, and slashed around his body like a gust of wind.
The broken Ni knife is in Xie Yun's hands, and its power is not the same as in Qin Meng's hands.
Wherever the blade passes, there must be blood splattering.
After more than a dozen breaths, Xie Yun had already brought down more than five horses. He cared about Qin Meng and didn't dare to fall in love with him.
With the blocking of these dead corpses, Heavy Cavalry couldn't get close to Qin Meng's body because the armor was too heavy to jump, and it didn't pose much of a threat to Qin Meng for the time being.
"Sir, sir!" Xie Yun desperately shook Qin Meng and shouted.
"Don't, don't... shake it..." After adjusting his breath for a while, Qin Meng slowly recovered his feelings. He wanted to say a few words, but he didn't want to just say a few words. A mouthful of blood came out.
The one hit by the heavy rider was really not light. Although there were no injuries on the surface of the body, the internal organs were definitely injured.
"Sir, you... just wake up." Xie Yun was greatly relieved, Qin Meng saw that there was no risk of life.
Qin Meng really wanted to take a good rest, even if he died, don't delay him.
But Zhou Tingzan, Wang Fu, led people to charge, and had already handed over to the Turkic Heavy Cavalry, and the heart-piercing shouts of killing made Qin Meng have to cheer up.
"Go, kill... that heavy cavalry... commander..." Qin Meng wanted to give orders a little more domineering, but he had difficulty breathing and could only intermittently give orders.
"This... sir, by your side..." Xie Yun was a little embarrassed. Qin Meng seemed to have half his life left. Throwing it here was simply letting him fend for himself.
"Don't... care about me, kill that person... The heavy rider will be chaotic, so... only then there will be... a glimmer of life." Qin Meng tried to say, another mouthful of blood spurted out.
"Okay! Sir, let's go together." Xie Yun said, he was about to carry Qin Meng on his back. It seemed that he was going to complete the task with Qin Meng on his back!
"Leave me alone!" Qin Meng tried his best to push Xie Yun away: "On the battlefield, life and death are on the line, how can you afford to delay for a while? Brothers give up their lives and forget their lives, so I can't die? Go, give it to Lao Tzu. kill him!"
Qin Meng took a sigh of relief and said everything.
After speaking, his anger vented, and blood gurgled out from the corner of his mouth. The cold sweat on his face oozes like a spring, and the big beads of sweat tick down.
Qin Meng's hand trembled like a swing.
But this hand still pointed to the commander of the Turkic Heavy Cavalry.
Xie Yun was so arrogant, she didn't even feel the tears.
"Sir, hold on for a while, wait until Xie Yun kills the person, and come to meet the officer again." Xie Yun banged Qin Meng's heads, leaped forward, jumped up, and roared like an inhuman. , Went straight to the commander of the Turkic heavy cavalry.
The Turkic people were cowardly, even though they were covered by thick profound armor, and even though they had a sharp blade for breaking stones and gold in their hands, but Xie Yun, who had been fighting to death, had a kind of inexplicable fear.
They knew they should fight, but their reaction was slow.
The Broken Blade is invincible, like a death sickle, reaping where it crosses.
Xie Yun was extremely fierce and slayed to the heavy cavalry commander, the cat leaped high waist, slashed with both hands, and cut off his head from the air!
Kacha, the commander of the Turkic heavy cavalry, with a slanted shoulder and back, was split into two by Xie Yunsheng!
Boom, with the commander being beheaded so tragically, the Turkic rides heavily, and chaos inevitably occurs.
"Sir, sir, I have completed the task, hold on!" Xie Yun wanted to kill and return to Qin Meng's side, but found that the Turkic heavy cavalry collided with each other in a panic. Although he could kill the heavy cavalry, he wanted to kill. It was already very difficult to get to Qin Meng's side.
The entire Turkic heavy cavalry formation was all in chaos.
Wang Fu keenly noticed this in front, and shouted: "Zhou Ting praises, you command the brethren, I will look for the chief!"
After all, Wang Fu quickly got rid of his opponent, looking for Qin Meng in the endlessly rushing heavy ride.
Wang Fu saw that Qin Meng lay reclining with his back against the corpses in a circular simple defense made up of a pile of corpses.
"Sir, Wang Fu is here too!"
Just when Wang Fu was about to come into contact with Qin Meng, a Turkic heavy rider was bumped by his own horse and suddenly fell towards Qin Meng.
"Sir!" Wang Fu roared, flew over and lay on Qin Meng's body.
With a snap, the head of the war horse covered with profound armor hit Wang Fu's head, his head, as if being hit hard by a heavy hammer, instantly burst into his brain and died violently.
"Wang Fu!" Qin Meng's face was full of Wang Fu's brain and blood, but he did not take these into consideration. If it weren't for Wang Fu's flutter, it is estimated that he would have burst his brain.
Qin Meng was sad and anxious, and wanted to push Wang Fu away and got up to fight. But not wanting, Wang Fu was not pushed away, but he himself fainted.
After a long time, Qin Meng woke up and found Xie Yun's concerned face beside him.
"Sir, you are awake, great." Xie Yun had already put on his armor. Although he didn't know what was going on, there were a lot of scratches on his face.
Qin Meng wanted to move, but found that his whole body was so aching, his face twitched.
"Sir, don’t move, the Turkic heavy cavalry, they’re all over. They stomped on themselves and suffered a lot of casualties. Although the brothers had no weapons in their hands, they hugged the Turks’ heads and suffocated them. We have also lost... a heavy loss."
Qin Meng was heartbroken when he heard that, thinking of Wang Fu's tragic situation, couldn't help but shed tears.
Suddenly, Qin Meng struggled to get up.
"Sir, if you look like this, don't move."
"Wang Fu's place..." Qin Meng said, panting.
"It's buried on the spot. Sir, I know you have him in your heart, but no one can guarantee that he won't die when marching in battle."
Qin Meng said silently, "Where are the other brothers' bodies?"
Xie Yun sighed: "We only have more than five hundred people left. If we want to bury the corpses of so many brothers, I'm afraid, I'm afraid it's unrealistic."
Yes, the enemy is now, and Xie Yun's words are also very helpless.
"Are there any brothers who can speak Turkic?" Qin Meng asked.
"Of course there is. Among our brothers, there are even nonsense."
"Find a brother like this and let him tell the Turks that we want to bury the body of our brother, so that they don’t come to disturb us. After we have buried the body of the brother, we will wait here for the Turks for a day. All of us are alive. Brothers’ lives are all here. If Turkic people have the ability, come and get them.” (End of this chapter)