Under the city gate, the veteran tore off a strip of cloth from the cloak behind him, picked up the sword that had been roasted in the fire for a long time. The sword was burned slightly white by the fire. In this cold sky, the heat was vented. When the veteran saw it, he untied the wine gourd in his arms, opened his mouth and drank it. The wine fell along his beard, like raindrops falling on the grass leaves, looking chic and heroic.

The veteran held a bronze sword in his hand and pressed it on the wound on his left shoulder. At this moment, the veteran opened his eyes wide open, his mouth was tightly biting, his face turned red, and he pressed the breath in his heart tightly, preventing it from coming out. All around him were heard the sound of flesh and blood coagulation and roasting, and there was not even the sound of the veteran's pain.

"Ah...ah...huh...huhh!" When the veteran was released, he knelt on one knee, and the cold sweat on his head fell like a soybean, wetting the bluestone slab in front of him. The veteran glanced at the roasted wound on his left shoulder and cursed: "Dog thing!"

Then he wrapped the torn cloth belt, looked at the soldiers around him, holding the bronze sword in his hand, and exclaimed: "Soldiers! I, Jin, survived 63! I, Jin, have no less than 300 beheaded on the battlefield, but this is the danger of survival! War! It is related to the life and death of our country, this is the capital of our country! Those who dare to fight against our country! I... fight to the death!"

The old general Jin held a bronze sword in his hand and lifted his helmet. He looked at the soldiers who were hesitating around him and rubbed the blood on his face and said, "Who dares to go out of the city with me to fight! Teach those dogs a lesson!"

"The veteran general is brave! The last general follows the veteran general and fights to the death!"

"The last general is willing!"

"I do it too!" A remnant soldier was leaning on the crutches in his hand, holding an incomplete bronze sword in his hand, wrapped in cloth! Blood was still flowing from his left leg, dyeing the grass under him red.

"General is me!"

"I………!"

"Okay! OK! The intention of heaven and earth! I have given birth to a great man like me to guard my hometown! Follow me to kill you! Open the city gate!" The old general Jin held a flower knife in his hand, rode a war horse under his crotch, and stroked his horse's hair: Horse! Horse! I miss you and I have fought on the battlefield for more than 20 years, and I have been old. Today, you and I are killing him vigorously! Drive!"

"Woo......" The war horse under the crotch of the old general Jin seemed to understand it. With a sound of the horse, the momentum he was born was much stronger than before.

"Elder General! Finally, we will lead the way for you!" Two cavalrymen rode their war horses and charged forward first. There were only 800 people, and they were going to fight with more than 4,000 soldiers outside and fight to the death.

"Go!" The veteran urged him to step forward and looked back at the scene in the city. Through the city gate, you could vaguely see the desolate streets. In the past, there were flowers and caravans that were connected to each other! Don't close your doors at night! Don't pick up the remains of the road! No one is fooled! Now only the depressed ground is left, and the yellow sand and broken walls are everywhere! This is also the last view of the veteran looking at the city.

Just like wind and sand, it will turn into dust in this world and blend into this land with a slight blow.

"What a guy! You really dare to go out of the city to fight!" Yang Yanzhao was surprised. He thought that this old general would abandon the city and escape. He was a person who was old and cherished his life, but he didn't expect that this old general was so bloody. Yang Yansi licked the lips in his hand from the city, took the cold gun in his hand and said, "Brother! Kill it!"

"Yeah! Let's go!" Yang Yanzhao felt the same way. He held the silver spear in his hand, clamped the war horse under his crotch, and said with a serious expression: "Charge!"

"Kill!" The old general of Jin swept across thousands of troops with one move. It was a treasure sword that was not old. Wherever the flower sword passed, no one could stop him. The cavalry on both sides saw that after a few breaths, the three brothers had already fallen into his hand. He immediately picked up the Zhuge crossbow in his hand, rode his arms on the gun, and shouted: "Zhong"

"Yes!" The veteran was also agile, and he could see at a glance, and quickly turned on the sword surface and blocked him in front of him.

"With a clang, one blow, the horse was dropped. The helmet fell to the ground and allowed people to trample on it. The pale hair fell on the hair's temples, covering these burning eyes, turning over, and the broken grass falling in front of the veteran's body fell with the wind.

Two sharp-eyed spearmen saw that there was a gap in the veteran, and immediately stabbed them with their guns.

Two cold guns came, and the veteran grabbed the spear and pushed it in front of him. The blue veins were already showing on his forehead. The impact of the war horse caused him to be dragged several meters behind him, but he still couldn't stop.

"Crack!" With a crisp sound, two cold spears stabbed the scales and armor flying, the guns pierced the flesh and blood, and the blood headed along the lower abdomen, and then the iron armor in front of him.

The old general Jin's eyes were red, bloodshot, and shouted: "Get up!"

As if his arms were helped, he pulled down the two generals, and the tiger went down the mountain, and stabbed them with spears in each hand. After seeing the blood seal, he died immediately.

"Ha...huhhh...!" The veteran kneeled on the ground as if walking on thin ice, and blood kept coming out of his abdomen. He tore off his battle robe, wrapped his wound, and carried a knife to get on the horse, still feeling sacrificed his life.

"Battle Flag! Hurry! The battle flag cannot fall!" One of the flag-leaders was strangled by many people, and they couldn't hold on and were eventually shot and knocked off the horse with one shot.

"Go!" As he was about to fall on the ground, the veteran urged him to come forward, snatch him away, shouting: "Who will kill him!"

"Old man is looking for death!" A powerful general left, stabbed the horse in front of him with a shot.

The veteran exclaimed, narrowed his eyes, and the big sword turned and he couldn't block it, urging the knife to go up.

"Tear...Crack!" One thing is replaced by another, but the veteran used his arm to exchange for the head of the opposite person.

"Protect the old general quickly!" Dozens of soldiers rushed forward, and only heard: "Zhuge crossbow! Let it go!"

"Swish swish swish swish swish swish swish swish swish!"

With a few arrows, countless casualties were killed or injured, and how could these 800 remaining soldiers be the opponent of these 4,000 elite cavalry? Moreover, this is a plain, which is extremely suitable for charging.

In the end, only the veteran was left here, with his broken arm and bones in his wound. He still held the Zhongshan flag and kept it in front of him, so he did not let him fall down. The veteran stared at everyone and shouted: "Who dares to come!"

None of the cavalry around dared to move, this was the military soul. This iron-blooded military soul was reflected in the bones of this veteran like a brand.

Ten thousand comrades on the battlefield returned, but only the iron-blooded and remnant army spirit

"The veteran general............ Yang Yanzhao will tell me the name of this general!" Yang Yanzhao respected the veteran. Military generals like him should not be nameless and scattered in the long river of history, but someone should remember him.

"The general should cut the military flag!" said the deputy general on the side worriedly.

"It's okay!" Yang Yanzhao seemed to be waiting for his answer.
Chapter completed!