The general's wife knows medicine

Chapter 220 The Last Battle

"Kill!!!" With a roar, the border town was attacked again.

Wei Dewu's injuries had healed a little, but he had lost too much blood, so he looked a little pale.

Mr. Rong originally wanted him to rest in the rear, but he knew that this might be the last battle.

The enemy's attack this time was obviously much more rapid than before.

In order to prevent the city tower from being lost, Wei Dewu arranged a team of people early to protect Mr. Rong and be ready to break out at any time and send him out.

Mr. Rong looked at the soldiers surrounding him, feeling a little amused.

He is old now. He has spent most of his life in the border town, which has long become his hometown in his heart.

Now, he already has one foot halfway into the coffin, and even if he dies in this border town in the end, he will have no regrets.

Life is only a few decades long, he has done his best and not let his life in this world go to waste.

He put down his usual feather fan and picked up the sword hanging on the wall.

He took a deep breath, gripped the hilt tightly with both hands, and slowly pulled the sword out of the scabbard.

The sword made a crisp metallic sound, which, combined with the shouts and screams coming from afar, was particularly pleasant to the ear.

This sword was given to him by General Lao Mu.

He said that on the battlefield, even if you are a scholar or a military strategist, you should have a weapon to protect yourself.

So, he gave him this sword.

However, over the years, he has been loved and well protected by everyone in the army.

This sword has never been used and was hung on a high wall by him.

Today, it's time for it to show itself.

Mr. Rong inserted the sword into the scabbard with force, his face full of solemnity and determination.

The soldiers quickly stepped forward to stop him, "Sir, it's dangerous outside, we can't let you go out."

Mr. Rong looked at the person who was speaking with cold eyes, "If the city gate is breached, neither you nor I will be able to survive. Now, instead of you guarding me here, you might as well go to the city gate with me to kill the enemy and try your best to defend the city gate. This way, you can protect your loved ones and family members behind you."

The soldiers looked at each other.

Mr. Rong didn't care about that and rushed towards the city gate with his sword.

At this time, the city gate was hit by the enemy's tree roots as thick as two men, and it was already showing signs of loosening.

The people spontaneously ran out of the city gate and held the gate with all their might to prevent the enemy from attacking.

On the city wall, some enemy troops had already climbed the ladder and entered the city wall.

Mr. Rong is not good at martial arts and his movements are disorganized, but he exercises regularly and his hands are much stronger than those of an ordinary scholar.

When you see the enemy, don't care about anything, just kill him.

After Wei Dewu was scratched on the palm by a soldier again, he chopped the soldier to the ground with a fierce blow, and then saw an enemy soldier preparing to launch a sneak attack on Mr. Rong.

He threw the knife in his hand with all his strength, and it just flew over Mr. Rong's shoulder and knocked the enemy soldier away.

Mr. Rong then realized that someone had attacked him. He was still a little frightened, but he remained calm.

Wei Dewu quickly walked to the enemy soldier who was knocked flying, drew his sword, and looked at Mr. Rong with some anger.

"Sir, why are you here? Get down quickly."

Didn't he send people to protect him? Where are the people protecting him? Damn it, they can't even do such a small thing, what's the use of them?

"I won't leave. I'll stay and kill the enemy." Mr. Rong said firmly.

Wei Dewu grabbed his hand and used the force to kick an enemy soldier over. He quickly dodged and stabbed the enemy soldier who was lying on the ground and screaming in pain. The blood smeared his face, but he didn't care.

There was a hint of coldness in his eyes when he looked at Mr. Rong, but he didn't say anything more.

There was no time to say anything more, because more and more people climbed up the city wall, and more and more of their people fell.

Next, life or death depends on personal luck.

Suddenly, shouts of killing, louder than the last, came closer and closer.

It shot out from the mountains and forests, holding torches, and rushed straight towards the center of the enemy like a giant dragon.

"Reinforcements, it's reinforcements." Some soldiers reacted and shouted excitedly.

Wei Dewu looked from afar and saw the man riding on the black horse with his robe fluttering, and he felt relieved.

He is here, he is finally here!

"Quick, open the city gates and follow me to fight your way out!"

At Wei Dewu's command, the people retreated one after another to make way for the soldiers.

Wei Dewu rode on his horse, waved his hand, and pointed his sword directly outside the city.

As the war drums sounded, the soldiers in the border town finally found their own faith.

Arrows rained down on the enemy's position, and the soldiers, holding shields, struggled to resist the enemy's attack.

Mu Jintang brandished a sword and rushed into the enemy camp. His swordsmanship was extremely sharp. Every time he swung the sword, he could hit the enemy's vital points and take away a life.

He accurately judged the enemy's weaknesses, flexibly used his tactics and strategies, led the soldiers to charge, broke through the enemy's defenses time and time again, and forced the enemy into a desperate situation.

The people of Chen have always been brave and good at fighting, and the one who led the troops this time is the best among the generals of Chen.

Seeing Mu Jintang approaching step by step, he took out his spear and went to meet him personally.

"General Mu, long time no see." There was disdain in the other person's eyes and his tone was a little frivolous.

Mu Jintang looked at the other person with a cold expression and said, "I didn't expect that I would have the chance to see General Helian again." There was a hint of sarcasm in the corner of his mouth.

How could Helian La not understand the meaning of the other party's words?

He had a smile on his face, but a cold feeling in his heart.

"Then let General Mu give me some instructions again." After saying that, he waved his spear and went straight towards Mu Jintang.

One of them was tall and strong, holding a spear in his hand. Every thrust was as powerful as thunder, as if he was going to pierce his opponent directly.

One of them has a nimble figure and his swordsmanship is as agile as water. His swordsmanship seems weak, but it is full of murderous intent. Every swing of the sword is aimed at the vital point.

The two men crossed each other on the battlefield, their weapons clashing and sparks flying.

Their figures quickly shuttled through the sword light, and every collision made a deafening metal collision sound.

Their breathing became rapid and sweat ran down their cheeks, but their eyes remained as firm as iron.

Helian La was secretly shocked. Since he was defeated by Mu Jintang last time, he went back to practice hard, just to avenge his previous defeat one day.

After many years, he is now the top general in the State of Chen, and his martial arts are unmatched in the State of Chen.

But I didn't expect that Mu Jintang is still so difficult to deal with.

Helian La's eyes flashed with malice, and he became ruthless. He suddenly exerted force and stabbed the spear straight into Mu Jintang's chest.

However, Mu Jintang dodged easily by leaning sideways, and stabbed Helian La in the waist with his sword.

Helian La reacted quickly and retreated hastily, but his armor was cut by Mu Jintang's sword and he was bleeding profusely.

Mu Jintang took the opportunity to launch a fierce attack, and his sword skills were as dense as a storm.

Helian La struggled hard in defense, but gradually he was unable to do so.

His strength began to decline, and his hand movements gradually became slower.

However, at this moment, Helian La suddenly burst out with amazing strength. He shouted loudly and fired a shot with all his strength.

The shot was extremely powerful and hit the sword in Mu Jintang's hand directly.

Mu Jintang's eyes darkened, and his right hand loosened the moment the spear touched the sword. He turned around with the spear, and instantly caught the falling sword with his left hand. He turned again, and the sword went straight to Helian La's throat.

His figure was so fast that Helian La didn't even have the chance to react.

His eyes widened in disbelief.

Blood spurted out, but not even a corner of Mu Jintang's clothes were stained with it.

Helian Luo fell straight to the ground and died with his eyes open.

"Retreat quickly, the general is dead, retreat quickly."

Someone shouted, and the people of Chen began to retreat.

Wei Dewu led his men to chase in the direction where the Chen people were fleeing.

Just then, they met Yang Tingzhen who had just returned from a surprise attack on the enemy camp. The two of them surrounded the Chen soldiers, and they laid down their weapons and surrendered one after another.

This battle was a complete victory!

The soldiers shouted loudly, "General Weide is mighty, the general is mighty!"