In the beginning, I set up a street stall in Datang

Chapter 184

With the constant fighting, the war has entered a stalemate.

At this moment, there is no winning or losing.

There is only life, or death!
"careful!"

Qin Huaiyu roared hysterically, went up and beheaded a Turkic cavalry on the opposite side.

"Brother, hold on!"

Qin Huaiyu reached out and grabbed the arm of the soldier next to him, and pulled his crumbling body into his arms.

Looking at the blood gushing body of the soldiers of the Northern Liang Army in his arms, his eyes turned red instantly.

Those drops of blood and tears even scratched his blood-stained cheeks.

"General, I'm sorry, I couldn't hold back the Turkic offal."

As weak words came out of his mouth, blood flowed from the soldier's mouth from time to time.

"Brother! Hold on, I'll have a military doctor come to save you right away. Don't worry, you won't die."

With blood and tears in his eyes, Qin Huaiyu choked up and said to the soldiers in his arms.

"General, even if I die in Beiliang in this life, I will have no regrets. In the next life, I will join the Beiliang army and fight bloody battles with the general."

Following the last word, the soldier's body collapsed into Qin Huaiyu's arms.

There is not the slightest expression of pain on his face, only endless smiles and endless glory.

Entering Beiliang in this life, I have no regrets even though I die.

"Hahaha!"

Qin Huaiyu hugged the soldiers in his arms tightly, raised his head and laughed.

It's just that the blood and tears are so shocking.

Like a blood man, with blood and tears in his eyes, he laughed loudly in this battlefield full of corpses.

It's just that his laughter is so bleak.

However, his ferocious face was full of sadness.

"Beiliang Army, charge!"

He bent over and put the Northern Liang Army soldiers in his arms on the ground, and shouted to the sky.

"Beiliang Army, kill!"

While roaring, he rushed towards the Turkic army.

"Pfft!"

"Pfft!"

One by one the Turkic cavalry was beheaded and dismounted.

A pair of Turkic scimitars were raised and fell, and soldiers of the Beiliang Army were beheaded and fell off their horses.

The soldiers of the Northern Liang Army and the Turkic cavalry fought together again.

Either you die or I die.

"Beiliang Army, kill!"

Luo Tong roared loudly, waved the spear in his hand, and killed the Turkic cavalry in front of him with one shot.

"Pfft!"

Then a cold Turkic scimitar fell on his shoulder.

I saw his body swaying, and his already scarred body fell off the horse and fell to the ground.

"Roton!"

Yuchi Baolin roared loudly at Luo Tong who was on the ground.

"Beiliang Army, charge!"

Luo Tong, who had lost his horse, gritted his teeth and got up after rolling on the ground.

He tightly held the long spear in his hand, ran towards the galloping horse and stabbed fiercely.

"Pfft!"

The tip of the spear with endless killing intent pierced fiercely into the belly of the war horse.

I saw the horse collapse instantly, and even the horse and man smashed towards Luo Tong.

Luo Tong, who was kneeling on one knee, tightly held the spear in his hand, supporting his already scarred and extremely weak body.

And in this life-and-death situation, he couldn't help but raise his head and laugh wildly.

Because he knew that he no longer had the strength to escape.

The big deal is death.

Although this Northern Expedition was his first time fighting the enemy, how many Turkic bastards died under the guns of his Luo family?
This battle has been won.

This life is enough!
Thinking about the scenes of Turkic cavalry dying under his own gun in the past two days, Luo Tong couldn't help but have a trace of unprecedented pride and pride on his face.

Then, I saw him slowly closing his eyes.

He completed the task entrusted to him by the boss, not only successfully took Yingzhou, but also beheaded countless Turkic cavalry.

Now, he is about to die on the road to charge.

Countless pictures appeared in front of his eyes.

Countless firsts made him feel proud.

At this moment, where does he still have the fear of facing death, he can only overcome his own pride!
Life is the Han family, death is the soul of Beiliang.

Entering Beiliang in this life, even if you die, you will have no regrets!

"Second brother, be careful!"

And at this moment of life and death, Yuchi Baolin roared up to the sky, and smashed the head of the Turkic cavalry on the opposite side into a puddle of mud with a stick.

Then he charged towards Luo Tong, bent over suddenly, stretched out his left hand, and grabbed Luo Tong's shoulder.

How much he wanted to pick Luo Tong up from the ground and carry him to his horse.

But it backfired.

As soon as his left hand grabbed Luo Tong's shoulder, a cold Turkic scimitar attacked him.

"Pfft!"

Then a sharp Turkic machete struck Yuchi Baolin hard on the back.

At this moment of life and death, he couldn't care less about his own back, and suddenly pulled Luo Tong's shoulder.

In order to lift Luo Tong up, he used all his strength.

But who would have thought that his bruised body would be able to carry Luo Tong's body?

That powerful force instantly made him lose his balance.

Boom!
With a muffled sound, there was a splash of blood in an instant.

Yuchi Baolin not only failed to pick up Luo Tong, but fell off the horse himself.

Although a little embarrassed, a little helpless.

But Yuchi Baolin didn't care about his own safety at all, he suddenly turned over and crushed Luo Tong under his body.

The posture of the two of them is not to mention ambiguous.

If you change the scene, it will definitely make people imagine.

But at this time, it is full of strong brotherhood!

Then, a sharp Turkic scimitar landed fiercely on Yuchi Baolin's back.

The blood splattered in that instant splashed on Luo Tong's face.

"Third! Why are you so stupid."

Looking at Yuchi Baolin's bloody back, Luo Tong couldn't help but wet his eyes instantly.

Two tears of blood welled up in an instant.

It's just that his face was already covered with blood, and Yuchi Baolin didn't notice it.

"Because you are my second brother."

Yuchi Baolin said foolishly, and then smiled foolishly at Luo Tong.

Looking at the third brother who is a little stupid and a little demented in front of him.

Luo Tong was instantly heartbroken.

If you say you are my brother, you are willing to give your life for the other party.

It is enough to have you in this life!
my buddy!
"careful!"

Looking at the Turkic scimitar coming again, Luo Tongxia roared indicatively, and then suddenly turned over, pressing Yuchi Baolin under him.

And when Yuchi Baolin was still in a state of confusion, a sharp Turkic scimitar slashed hard on Luo Tong's shoulder.

The sound of flesh being torn apart.

That splash of blood.

The exposed bones.

Yuchi Baolin, who was short of memory notes, froze in place on the spot.

I saw his eyes cracked.

I saw two tears of blood cutting through his trembling cheeks.

One is willing to block the knife for it.

One is willing to die for it.

What is a brother?

That's called brother!
A word of brother is greater than life!
(End of this chapter)