Like a howling wind and thunder, or a meteor falling from the heavens, the halberd swung down suddenly, heading straight for Ding Momin.
Ding Momin's pupils contracted sharply, his hair stood on end, and a chill ran from the soles of his feet straight up to the top of his head.
The cold air felt almost tangible, making him feel as if he had fallen into an ice cave.
"I must have lost my mind to actually try to kill this person..."
With this thought popping into his mind, Ding Momin's jaw trembled as he raised his broadsword, trying to block the halberd strike.
With a "click".
A spark flew from the broad blade, and Ding Momin's arms snapped, a sharp pain shooting through her arm bones.
Immediately afterwards, the blade suddenly broke off, and the blade flew out, passing right in front of a Japanese soldier standing nearby.
With a "whoosh," the Japanese soldier's breath seemed to freeze, followed by a trickle of blood seeping from his nose. Then, a large amount of blood gushed from his nose, and a scream escaped his lips. He covered his face and collapsed to the ground.
The owner of the broken knife was Ding Momin.
His face was pale as he looked down at the curved halberd blade that was hooked around his left waist.
“Hero...you…” he said, his voice trembling.
But before he could finish speaking, there was a loud "bang".
A tremendous force suddenly erupted from his waist, the halberd blade hooking him and sending him flying forward. The sharp blade had already cut through his armor, tearing through the flesh inside.
With a "snap," Lü Bu grabbed Ding Momin by the neck as she was being pulled over.
At the same time, another arrow shot towards Lü Bu!
Lu Bu snorted coldly and stepped in front of Ding Momin.
With a "poof" sound.
The arrow struck Ding Momin precisely in the back. As excruciating pain shot through her back, Ding Momin cried out and began to wail.
"Stop shooting!!!"
Lu Bu sneered, "The shot wasn't accurate enough; you should have aimed for the head."
"Is it because you don't have that good archery skills?"
"Wait a minute, I'll shoot an arrow and send your buddy to the underworld to meet you."
As he spoke, Lü Bu snapped Ding Momin's neck and shoved him into the enemy ranks ahead.
Ignoring the enemy soldiers who had been knocked to the ground, Red Hare leaped up and over them as if they were nothing.
As Red Hare leaped into the air, Lü Bu turned his head and looked into the distance, his eyes filled with disdain.
Wang Kehai, holding a bow and arrow, was drenched in sweat. The arrow was nocked, but he was trembling all over and dared not release it.
Of course, even if he fired again, he wasn't confident he could kill the man.
He had tried his best with those arrows, but none of them hit the mark. No, to be precise, he hit one arrow, but it struck Ding Momin.
"Oh no, am I being watched...?"
"But he didn't come towards me, so he should be fine..."
But thinking of that terrifying gaze, Wang Kehai, feeling a wave of fear, grabbed his bow and arrow and hurriedly hid in the crowd.
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"Closer, closer! The city gate is near!"
"Damn it, I think Ono Jiro saw me running away, but I can't worry about that now, my life is more important!"
"Ono doesn't have time to worry about me right now, I'll get out of the city first!"
Chen Hongbo wiped the cold sweat from his forehead as he walked along the city wall toward the city gate and quickened his pace.
The sounds of fierce fighting came from behind, but at this moment he no longer cared. He knew without turning around that the Japanese were about to face a bitter battle.
He ran faster and faster, with only a few men by his side, but in this vast and chaotic battlefield, it seemed that no one noticed this small group of deserters.
As they drew closer, closer to the city gate, Chen Hongbo felt a surge of joy.
He whispered to his men beside him, "Brothers, as long as we're alive, we can always rebuild."
"Let's take a step back for now, and plan again later..."
"Yes, General!"
The city gate, which had been breached by the siege hammer, was covered with sawdust and piled high with corpses.
Weapons were scattered all over the ground, belonging to different groups of people.
Chen Hongbo leaped up, jumping over a corpse, his breathing becoming increasingly heavy.
The roars coming from behind him and the strong smell of blood filled his nostrils. Chen Hongbo's heart was pounding, and he wished he had two more legs.
Fortunately, after running a few dozen more steps, I could get out through the wide-open city gate!
In fact, once they arrived here, there were almost no Japanese soldiers left. They had all rushed into the inner city, which was the center of the battlefield, and the fighting was extremely intense.
The view in front of him began to open up, and it seemed that there were no living people except for the corpses on the ground, which made Chen Hongbo breathe a sigh of relief.
But soon, his expression froze as he saw a small troop of soldiers running rapidly along the right side of the city wall.
The direction they were heading was also that city gate!
"Hmm? Whose men are they? Liang Gongzhi? Ding Momin?"
Chen Hongbo's first thought was of the two men's troops. The Japanese were fighting desperately to seize the city and would not choose to flee. The garrison of Linbin City would not go to the city gate either.
As for the newly arrived unfamiliar army, how could they possibly dare to use such a small force to bypass the city gate? This was a battle with a nine-out-of-ten chance of death.
As they drew closer, Chen Hongbo's eyes gradually filled with horror.
These don't look like friendly forces!
That's the enemy! They're actually flanking us!
What are they trying to do? Are they trying to block the way out and keep everyone who comes in from Linbin City?
No way?!
Are we going to fight to the death? The kind where there's absolutely no chance of survival?!
But can such a small force really block the city gate?
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