The pit is not deep, only about two meters.
Wanyan Zongfu, who was leading the charge, was caught off guard and dived into the sea like a dragon, then fell to the ground.
The guards following closely behind quickly leaned back and braked. If they had fallen into the pit, the Third Prince would have been crushed to death by their own people.
So one after another, they fell and rolled on the ground in front of the pit, and the scene was extremely chaotic.
The imperial guards put their swords on the necks of the Jin soldiers with almost no effort.
Such a simple trench trap left the Jin people at Duting Station completely unable to fight back.
"You are so despicable! If you have the guts, come and fight me with real weapons!"
A Jin guard roared angrily, and then he died, Liu Er stabbed him through the heart with a real gun.
"Who else?"
Complete silence!
Liu Er held the spear in one hand, looking arrogantly at the Jin guard squatting beside him with a knife on his neck, feeling proud.
As soon as Wanyan Zongfu regained consciousness from his dizziness, he saw more than a dozen spears pointing at his head from all directions. He looked around and saw that all his guards were squatting on the ground with their heads in their hands. He knew that the game was over.
Wanyan Zongfu did not give up. He heard the other party say that no one should be left alive and they should be killed.
It's death anyway, so killing one is no loss, and killing two is a profit.
Wanyan Zongfu suddenly made a move, raised his hand to grab the spear in front of him, and with a force he lifted up the soldier holding the spear, and with a 360-degree whirlwind, he forced the spear around him back.
Wanyan Zongfu seized the opportunity, closed his eyes, squatted down, and jumped up like a roc spreading its wings. Even with heavy armor on, he still jumped two meters high on the spot. He was simply not a human.
"Die!"
As soon as he landed, Wanyan Zongfu swung the wolf-tooth nail hammer in his hand in an arc of 180 degrees and smashed it on the head of the guards guarding the Jin soldiers.
With a swing of his arms, the strength of a thousand pounds was really not to be underestimated. Liu Er, who was arrogant the moment before, was hit by a hammer. His head exploded like a watermelon hit by a huge force, and red and white splashed all over the ground.
"Liu Er!"
"I'll fuck your grandma!"
A little further away, Wang Zongchu was directing the imperial guards to search Duting Posthouse to see if there were any fish that had escaped the net. Suddenly, he heard a loud shout and turned around to see Liu Er's head being smashed in by Wanyan Zongfu's hammer.
Wang Zongchu roared and rushed forward with his long-handled hammer.
In the few seconds that Wang Zongchu rushed forward, two more guards had their heads smashed by hammers.
The fighting power of both sides was really not on the same level. The guards raised their swords with both hands and faced Wanyan Zongfu's mace, but it was like a mantis trying to stop a chariot. The mace continued to move forward, and there were two sounds of broken bones, followed by the sound of spitting blood. The whole man was beaten to a bloody mess and fell to the ground.
"Everyone, scatter! I'll hold Wanyan Zongfu back. Spearmen will raid the perimeter, and the broadswordmen will execute the captives as quickly as possible."
Wang Zongchu was heartbroken. He knew that his carelessness would cost him blood. Fortunately, the Imperial Guards were led by him and they were brave and fearless in battle. Otherwise, they would have been defeated and fled if they had encountered such brave people.
"clang!"
When the nail-headed hammer collided with the long-handled hammer, Wang Zongchu felt his arms go numb, blood spurted out from his knuckles, and he retreated five or six steps. He felt it was difficult to resist with just one move.
Wang Zongchu calmed his mind, pressed the long handle with his thumb, and used the "Thirty-Six Hammer Technique". This hammer technique was grand and powerful. Every time the hammer was swung, it was like a rock breaking the sky and a storm coming.
With quick steps and coordinated footwork, the powerful hammer technique also seemed agile. Each hammer was faster than the other, and each move hit Wanyan Zongfu's vital points.
The hammer technique had a rigorous structure, and Wanyan Zongfu was unable to find any flaws for a while and could only dodge. The two sides were in a stalemate.
The attacking party always consumes more energy. After completing a set of thirty-six hammer techniques, Wang Zongchu's forehead was covered with sweat.
"Ah, I'll help you."
Seeing that Wang Zongchu was fighting hard against Wanyan Zongfu, and barely lasted for forty rounds, and was showing signs of defeat, Niu Gao hurriedly picked up his long sword and attacked Wanyan Zongfu from both sides.
Niu Gao turned to the front, replaced Wang Zongchu, and wielded his 82-jin long sword to fight Wanyan Zongfu. Niu Gao had no other skills, but he was also very strong.
"Haha!"
Niu Gao took two steps back, stood still, and laughed out loud.
"Hey, that's quite interesting. You are as powerful as a dragon and as powerful as Mount Tai. You will take this trick from me again."
Niu Gao fought in the front, and Wang Zongchu harassed him from the side. They fought for another fifty rounds without a clear winner.
"You're really brave. Let me try it too!"
After exchanging his reward silver, the eunuchs of the Eastern Palace packed up their things and came over. They saw that the three of them were evenly matched and no one could tell who was the winner.
I couldn't help but step forward to help.
The eunuchs coming out of the Eastern Palace are all as fierce as wolves and tigers, and Liang Chen is the best among them.
Since he had no suitable weapon, he picked up an iron rod used to compact gunpowder from the side and joined the battle.
After another fifty moves, Wanyan Zongfu finally showed signs of fatigue. The three opponents were all masters and their cooperation was very close.
Niu Gao is a reckless man. He just rushes forward. Even if he can't win, he will still rush forward. He doesn't care if he bleeds from his mouth. Of course, it is mainly because of the other two people cooperating with him. The reckless man doesn't think about anything else. In one word, he is reckless.
Wang Zongchu, needless to say, was a man of strict discipline and skilled in coordinated fighting. Combining his long-handled hammer with his uncanny footwork, he would always sneak attack vital points from unpredictable angles.
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