Li Yuanzhao turned around and rushed towards Wutu while shouting.
Wutu was completely furious, and looked at Li Yuanzhao from afar with red eyes: "You are looking for death!"
The Jinyiwei guarded Li Yuanzhao's side, constantly using their swords to kill the panicked Jin army.
Wherever the blade passed, the enemy soldiers were cut down.
Resist...I have no power to resist at all. There is still a buzzing sound in my ears and I haven't recovered yet.
It's good enough to be able to get on the horse with strong willpower.
Many people even felt that they were a little disoriented for a moment, and their companions' shouts were not very clear.
The Jinyiwei began to circle around the entire Jin army, constantly shrinking inward and strangling it.
The horses' hooves kept galloping, raising clouds of dust, and the Jin army had already been trapped in a killing array.
Wutu was being protected inside by his personal guards.
Even if he shouted at the top of his lungs, he could not reverse the situation...Now the army had completely lost its morale and its formation was in chaos.
The enemy is still in high spirits and continues to reap lives.
The remaining Jin army began to collapse again.
While constantly parrying, his eyes would occasionally look into the distance.
They can still see friendly troops who have not escaped too far.
They are alive...but what about me? Why should I just wait here to die?
The more they thought about it, the more desperate they became. Some people resisted a wave of swordsmen from the Jinyiwei and began to run outside, while others simply broke down and cried.
He was wailing while waving his weapon.
There were also some people who were extremely brave and wanted to charge into the battle line to break the siege of the Jinyiwei.
Under Wutu's desperate command, this small group of people began to reorganize into a fighting force.
A stormtrooper team of several hundred people had just formed when a grenade was quickly thrown into the crowd...
"They still have more, retreat quickly!!"
The stormtroopers, who had finally gathered together, scattered like birds and beasts in an instant.
Originally, each person was allocated three grenades, and there were actually a few left over because some people did not have time to throw them. However, after three rounds of bombing, the Jin army was already too separated.
Throwing more grenades would be a waste.
Now, seeing that they started to gather together again, the Jinyiwei who had extra grenades in their hands immediately threw them out.
Just one or two grenades once again extinguished the morale of the Jin army.
Many people began to run away in panic, without hesitation, running away into the distance.
Some people even dismounted from their horses, knelt on the ground, and kowtowed towards the sky with a look of despair on their faces.
This is a weapon given by the gods. We can’t fight it anymore...there is absolutely no way we can win!
Wutu had completely collapsed, but he was still leading the counterattack, his voice already hoarse: "Kill! Kill! No escape allowed, come back to me... Anyone who surrenders will be killed!! Anyone who surrenders will be killed!!"
Unfortunately, the voice is too small to reverse the downward trend.
Li Yuanzhao also saw the opportunity and shouted: "Put down your weapons, those who surrender will not be killed! Those who continue to resist will be killed without mercy!"
They don't understand, and yelling is useless...
Zhao Liehu was beside him, grimacing as he listened, and immediately rushed to a Jin soldier who had dismounted and surrendered.
I bent down and pulled him to an open space far away...and then turned back.
Some Jin soldiers suddenly realized what was going on and understood!
This means those who surrender will not be killed!
Then some people started to surrender again, while mumbling something to persuade their teammates...
"Your Majesty! Let's retreat quickly. We can't stay here..." The confidant closest to Wutu was still fighting hard, and finally felt exhausted.
Wutu was furious: "Shut up! My soldiers only die in battle, there is no deserter."
"That little brat took the initiative to challenge me, and followed me to kill and capture the enemy leader alive!"
The personal guards, numbering less than a thousand, began to charge proactively. Li Yuanzhao was overjoyed when he saw him charging out from the center.
Lead people to meet them head on.
"Little boy from the Li family, don't you want to fight me one-on-one? I'm coming!"
"Your Highness, please be careful." Zhao Lie couldn't help but remind.
"Don't be afraid. Wutu has no way to retreat. He wants to capture me alive. Oh, the ignorant are useless. Let him see what I am capable of. You guys take over the battle!"
Wutu saw Li Yuanzhao really rushing over, raised his sword to the sky with one hand, and laughed wildly: "How brave!"
At this moment, Wutu's face was covered in blood and his crazy expression was like a devil walking out of hell, but Li Yuanzhao was not afraid at all!
When the two were ten steps away from fighting, he retracted his long sword to the side of his horse and put his hands behind his back!
Two short guns already appeared in his hands.
Seeing him sheathing his knife, Wu Tu thought to himself that something was not good, but it was too late.
Just heard two bangs!
Two bullets penetrated the warhorse's armor and shot into the horse's pupils steadily and accurately, and two streams of blood spurted out.
The warhorse's eyes were filled with severe pain and it went mad. It stood up and suddenly threw Wutu into the air.
The time is now!
Li Yuanzhao's eyes flashed with brilliance, the shouts in his ears, and the flow of air seemed to stagnate at this moment!
Wutu was wearing a specially customized suit of armor that even covered his entire head. It could be said that his entire body was protected 360 degrees, and that short-barreled bullets could not penetrate it.
However, this protection is not without blind spots!
The inner thighs and crotch should be connected with soft fabric, otherwise you will not be able to ride at all.
The moment the warhorse lifted him up, the middle door of Wutu opened wide, and his buttocks were exposed to Li Yuanzhao.
"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"
Wutu's mind was blank, and four blood flowers exploded around his chrysanthemum as he fell from his horse.
Wutu fell down, and all the red and white things seeped out from under his body... His eyes, which had lost their luster, were still filled with deep confusion.
He didn't even have the chance to say his last words.
The guards behind him thought he had just fallen off his horse and rushed forward to help.
But Li Yuanzhao was closer and faster!
With a stern look on his face, he threw away his double guns, drew out his long sword and rushed to Wutu's side. He leaned over and used the sword to pick up the helmet, and cut off Wutu's head with one stroke!
Then he used a long knife to lift the head into the air.
A stream of blood splashed down, soaking Li Yuanzhao's face completely. He was filled with murderous aura, like a demon descending to the earth.
At this moment, the battlefield fell into silence.
There was only one person, his face covered in blood, holding a knife and walking on the battlefield with a determined look.
Stepping over Wutu's headless corpse, Li Yuanzhao walked alone, deep into the Jin army!
Zhao Lie's heart was in his throat, and he quickly led a large force to provide support.
Li Yuanzhao was in front, the Jinyiwei were behind... and the Jin army was watching.
The Jin soldiers all looked with fear at the emperor whom they had admired so much for his bravery and invincibility.
Now he has ended up in such a miserable and desolate situation...not even a complete body can be found.
With a clang.
The guards who put up the most fierce resistance dropped their weapons and knelt on the spot with their heads lowered as if they had lost their souls.
It's over, it's all over! His Majesty is dead, all my ambitions and careers are gone... There's no point in fighting anymore.
Ten people, a hundred people, a thousand people...the Jin soldiers were unable to resist and surrendered one after another.
Wherever Li Yuanzhao's stern gaze reached, the surrendered soldiers knelt down one after another.
"Utu is dead! Those who surrender will not be killed!"
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