PFC Chapter 752
Chapter 752
The sound of horseshoes is getting closer and closer, the little man clenched tightly the knife that Jing Ruhua gave him, watching the black shadow getting closer, he gritted his silver teeth, swung his whip, and went to meet him head-on, Jing Ruhua rode his horse to follow, watching Looking at the nearby black shadow, the soul-slaying knife in his hand seemed to have eyes, and flew out of Jing Ruhua's hand, scurrying back and forth among the pair of people, like a death scythe, harvesting human lives .
Seeing the enemy soldiers falling from their horses one after another, the little man's confidence soared, and his arms seemed to be infused with infinite power. No matter who the opponent was, he would slash at the opponent arrogantly. Jing Ruhua was in the army. The life harvester generally took the lives of those soldiers, as if returning to Mujin, the alluring man in a golden helmet and iron armor who roamed thousands of troops and horses, who was wantonly on the battlefield.
This time, she is not Mujin, the alluring beauty, she is Xiang Yu, the overlord of the ages, who can defeat Liu Bang under Pengcheng with many enemies and few, Jing Ruhua must not let Xiang Yu lose to Liu Bang here, maybe this time the host is a hero, Jing Ruhua didn't want to destroy the hero's image at all, instead she felt a different kind of emotion in her heart, as if there were not many times when such a carefree killing could be called a hero, on the contrary, she cherished it very much. You can also gain the power of faith without doing charitable things one by one.
Seeing that the little man was exhausted, Jing Ruhua cut off the soldiers standing in front of him with a knife, rode up to the little man, lifted the back of the little man's neck, held a pill between his two fingers, and pushed it towards the little man. The tall man threw it in his mouth, then turned the knife in his palm and chopped it off on the top of the little man's head.
The sharp humming sound of the Zhanhun Dao seemed to be screaming excitedly. The little man seemed to feel his hair breaking one by one in front of the blade, followed by the head on his neck, but the pain did not come. Instead, the voice of the Overlord came.
"Don't stand still, kill the enemy quickly."
When the little man came back to his senses, he heard the wailing of a horse behind him. When he turned his head, he saw the enemy on horseback fell to the ground with a loud noise. It turned out that the Overlord had saved him.
The little man has the feeling of remaining alive after death. Looking at the overlord who is fighting among the enemy troops, the little man feels a sense of pride and admiration. This is their king, the king who can fight the enemy with them, not the king. A villain who only buys people's hearts, he is a tough guy.
The little man's eyes glowed with fiery light, and he felt full of strength in his body. That feeling really seemed to be able to cut down a tiger. The little man roared, and with one stab, the enemy's head was separated from the neck. The little man looked at his arm in shock, unbelievable that he could chop off a person's head with a single knife.
"What are you in a daze for, let's go!"
The little man was still in a daze, but someone patted him on the shoulder. When he regained consciousness, he saw corpses all over the ground. The sent striker died?
Jing Ruhua threw the head that the little man had chopped off to him, "Go!" This time they were fast enough to kill a hundred people sent by the enemy. After a while, the other party will definitely come to inquire again. Before he could react, it was still too late to leave and make arrangements. Jing Ruhua swung his whip, and the black horse raised its front hooves, and headed towards the camp of the Chu army.
The little man tied the severed head tightly around his waist, and followed behind Jing Ruhua. Looking at Jing Ruhua riding his horse in the dark night, the little man suddenly had hope for the future. Now, the stability of the world will not be too far away.