Rebirth and Conferred God: Against Heaven and Become Holy

Chapter 309 The Enraged Black Bull
Seeing that Wang Hu really led [-] soldiers to attack the [-] Baiyue army, Zheng Lun and Hei Niu couldn't help but secretly nodded, showing admiration.

Zheng Lun hurriedly shouted: "Don't go out of the city to fight, stay in the city and we still have a chance to turn defeat into victory."

At this time, the gate of Sishuiguan had been opened, and Wang Hu led five hundred soldiers out of the city gate.

Hearing Zheng Lun's words, Wang Hu raised his head and shook his head towards Zheng Lun in the city, and said coldly: "Just be a turtle in this city, and let me, Wang Hu, tell you what is bloody!"

After all, Wang Hu raised the machete in his hand, and shouted at the five hundred soldiers behind him: "Follow me and kill, kill one, you won't pay, kill two, earn one, kill me!"

After finishing speaking, Wang Hu galloped his horse forward and rushed out first.

The remaining [-] soldiers saw that General Wang Hu had rushed to the front, so they had to follow behind and charged towards the Baiyue army.

Seeing this, Zheng Lun shook his head and said, "Although he is brave, he lacks strategy! What a pity!"

Zheng Lun's words reached Han Rong's ears, and Han Rong immediately turned his head and glared at Zheng Lun, gritted his teeth and said, "You hide behind and enjoy peace, and you still have the face to judge the warriors who went to battle to kill the enemy. Now you are more It made me look down even more."

Hearing Han Rong's words, Zheng Lun just shook his head slightly, but Hei Niu's face was flushed red, and he shouted at Han Rong: "I'm not what you think, if it wasn't for big brother make……"

However, before Hei Niu finished speaking, Han Rong immediately turned his head away without even looking at Hei Niu, as if listening to Hei Niu's explanation would dirty his ears.

Hei Niu was so angry and impatient, he could only stomp his feet fiercely.

At this moment, Wang Hu led five hundred soldiers and rushed to the front of the Baiyue tribe.

Wang Hu's battle had already given him the confidence to die, and he never thought that he would be able to go back alive.

However, Wang Hu was not a reckless person. He led five hundred soldiers out of the city, and he had already targeted the chief of the Baiyue tribe.

The 500 people he led rushed towards the Baiyue chief.

Once the chief can be killed, the Baiyue army will naturally retreat without a leader, and the siege of Sishuiguan will be solved.

Wang Hu is exchanging the death of him and five hundred soldiers for the life of Sishuiguan.

Seeing that he was getting closer and closer to the chief of the Baiyue tribe, Wang Hu was secretly happy.

However, seeing Wang Hu's 500 people rushing towards him, the chief of the Baiyue clan looked as usual, even showing sarcasm in his eyes, and looked coldly at Wang Hu and the others who were getting closer and closer.

Seeing that Wang Hu was still ten steps away from the chief of the Baiyue tribe, the chief of the Baiyue tribe raised his hand lightly and lowered it.

As the gesture fell, one thousand and one hundred Yue soldiers beside the Baiyue chief raised their hands at the same time, grabbed a scimitar behind their backs, and swung it towards Wang Hu and other 500 people.

Immediately, the thousand flying knives spun and flew towards Wang Hu's 500 people, shining with a cold light.

I saw the cold light flickering, and the light of the thousand-handled flying knives was already connected into one piece, flying over almost impenetrably.

Seeing this, Wang Hu was startled, and hurriedly shouted: "All soldiers, be careful."

Said, Wang Hu raised the big knife in his hand, and danced wildly in front of him.

Only the sound of "Dangdang" sounded, and sparks flew from Wang Hu's flying knife, constantly blocking the flying knife.

However, a flying knife was blocked by a big knife and changed its course. When it bounced back, it cut Wang Hu's left arm, blood flowed down immediately, and Wang Hu's arm was immediately stained red.

Although Wang Hu was able to block the flying knives, the other five hundred soldiers did not have such force at all.

At most, they could only block a flying knife. Some even had their throats cut by the flying knife and fell to the ground before they raised their weapons.

Hearing the sound of "plop plop" constantly, Wang Hu looked back and saw that there were only a dozen or so of the five hundred soldiers following him.

Wang Hu couldn't help opening his eyes wide, with grief and indignation in his eyes.

He waved the big knife in his hand and roared: "Sooner or later, we will die, we will kill—"

After all, Wang Hu swung his saber and charged at the chief of the Baiyue tribe again. After hesitating for a moment, the dozen or so soldiers behind him rushed forward with roars.

At this time, Wang Hu was only five steps away from the chief of the Baiyue tribe.

But at this time, the chief of the Baiyue tribe raised his hand again and lowered it.

Another thousand and one hundred Yue soldiers drew out their throwing knives and flew towards Wang Hu.

Just now, a thousand flying knives attacked 500 people, but now a thousand flying knives attacked a dozen people.

At this time, almost nine hundred of the thousand flying knives flew towards Wang Hu.

Wang Hu was alone, almost covered by the light of the flying knife.

Seeing this, Wang Hu roared, raised the big knife with both hands, and swung it forward desperately, the light of the knife gleamed, forming a barrier of knife light.

Dozens of throwing knives were blocked and bounced back to the ground.

Dozens of throwing knives were blocked...

Hundreds of throwing knives were blocked...

At this moment, only a "poof" sound was heard, and a flying knife passed through the flying knife in Wang Hu's hand, and chopped on Wang Hu's right leg.

Wang Hu couldn't stand upright, roared wildly, and knelt on the ground on one knee.

However, even so, the big knife in Wang Hu's hand was still dancing wildly, resisting the flying knife in front of him.

With another "poof", Wang Hu was stabbed in the left arm, Wang Hu tilted his body, and the long knife in his hand fell to the ground immediately.

At this time, the flying knives kept coming from behind, Wang Hu had no time to pick up the long knife, and immediately rolled on the ground, avoiding the remaining flying knives.

Seeing that all the flying knives were dodged by Wang Hu, and Wang Hu rolled, he was about to pick up the long knives on the ground and charge over again.

The chief of the Baiyue tribe narrowed his eyes, and there was a trace of coldness in his eyes.

Then, he raised his hand, pulled out a throwing knife from the leather pouch on his body, and swung it outward.

I saw that the flying knife hit Wang Hu as fast as lightning.

Hearing a "poof", the throwing knife immediately pierced Wang Hu's thigh, passed through it, and nailed Wang Hu's thigh to the ground.

Wang Hu let out a cry of pain, and his body went limp, unable to stand up again.

On his thigh, blood spurted profusely, and immediately dyed the entire thigh red.

At this time, behind Wang Hu, all the soldiers were already lying in a pool of blood, and each of them was covered with throwing knives.

Wang Hu rushed out of the city to boost morale, but he didn't know that not only did he not hurt any of the opponent's soldiers, but all five hundred soldiers were killed, and Wang Hu himself was nailed to the ground.

For a moment, all the guards at the Sishui Pass were so frightened that their faces turned ashen, and they lost all fighting spirit.

Above the top of the city, there was a deathly silence.

In this deathly silence, Hei Niu roared: "What a man. Even if I don't obey my elder brother's advice today, I will go out of the city to kill the enemy."

(End of this chapter)