The whole world seems to have slowed down in the eyes of Han Baihang.He saw the whole battlefield, and saw how the blood of the fallen soldiers behind him came out of his chest, and saw the distant battlefield.

How his comrades who guarded himself and were deeply trapped in the enemy army desperately resisted the attack of thousands of troops, he even saw how his heart pounded.

It’s all over, as long as you cut it with your own knife.

Guo Songling slowly closed his eyes.Han Baihang's knife flashed a dazzling light, and he saw the thin blade rushing towards himself, but suddenly turned in the direction.Han Baihang could not bear to let Guo Song's death too tragic.He reversed his wrist, the blade suddenly turned up, he gently mentioned, just now the heavy and fierce knife seems to become extremely light, in his hand as soft as a long whip, avoiding Guo Guo.

His body was gently strung around his neck.The world has been completely quiet at this moment.The two soldiers who were fighting each other could not even stop fighting.Although they did not see clearly whether Han Baihang had cut the commander of Guo, everyone knew that Han Baihang's knife strokes were cut.

In the past, because he had stopped behind Guo Songling, and Guo Songling stayed in the same place.

For these soldiers, if their commander dies, their battle will become meaningless, and they must know the outcome clearly.

Three seconds is as long as three years.This kind of fixed grid lasted only three seconds, in the attention of the people, Guo Song fell heavily on the battlefield, he died under the knife of Han Baihang.

Han Baihang himself also froze, Guo Songling died, but he also seemed to be lost, something was lost from his heart.

His body was also covered with blood, like a killing god who had just come out of hell, standing quietly on the battlefield, his side was full of enemies with guns, but no one dared to shoot at him.

He turned back to the tens of millions of enemy forces and shouted: " Guo Songling is dead, the capitulators have never been guilty, the stubborn, the dead end!"At this point, it doesn’t make sense to fight anymore.For the soldiers of the Third Army, they are the pieces of Guo Songling's hand, and they fight where they are to the commander, but now Guo Songling's army chief has died.

They will only fight two ends unpleasing, and now since Han Baihang said that the capitulator has never been guilty, what doubts he has.

First, the soldiers around Han Baihang put down their weapons, and the soldiers in the distance of the next person slowly threw away the guns in their hands, and then the soldiers of the Third Army in batches on the battlefield raised their hands and surrendered.

The situation in the crisis just now has been disintegrated by Hanbahang in this small meeting.However, at this time, Han Baihang looked back at the battlefield, and it was already a river of blood, a cruel one.The original members of the 100-person team that he brought with him now add up to less than 50, and when he came back, there were several on the battlefield.

I can't see the shadow of the third division.Han Baihang's heart was in pain, and he quickly ordered several soldiers who came to him to find the remaining soldiers in his own army, who could be rescued and treated quickly, and perhaps...

Han Baihang did not dare to imagine that one of his own teachers would have left himself fifty...

His eyes were fixed on the distant battlefield, looking at the people coming and going, some of them were busy banding themselves, some were busy helping their comrades-in-arms to stop bleeding, and some were rolling back and forth on the ground, and the pain was unbearable.The only military doctors in the whole battlefield are busy.Han Baihang was exhausted at this time, he looked down at Guo Songling, who died at his feet, did not say a word, and walked slowly toward the handsome house, all the way.

The soldiers who came up wanted to help Han Baihang, but he refused.The battle drained almost all of his energy.In the whole city of Fengtian, only the great handsome palace of Zhang Zuolin Zhang has not been affected by the fire of war, and it is the only pure land in the whole sky.Zhang Zuolin received the good news of Han Baihang's victory, happy

Unhappy, he turned around several times in the handsome house, and hurriedly sent people around him to clean the battlefield, and even sent his personal doctor out to help.Zhang Dashuai was looking for several reliable people to meet Han Baihang, but thinking that there were still many things on the battlefield that needed him to deal with, and did not dare to force him to return, and finally he could not resist, and was ready to get up to go to the battlefield to find Han Baihang.

But at this time, Han Baihang dragged a heavy step and walked back to the handsome house.

Zhang Zuolin was anxious in the yard, seeing Han Baihang waiting for a few people to come in, and suddenly he did not recognize him as Han Baihang.Han Baihang's military uniform has been stained with blood, the military uniform was already tattered, in the battlefield on a painful fight, now more than a few knife marks, his face is also full of blood, the hair dripping down is also blood, this is just dead in front of their own.

The blood of the soldiers came to their own bodies.Han Baihang has always been a person who cares about his own image, but at this time, he has no strength to take care of his appearance.Just now, Han Baihang, who was able to carry a knife in the army to take the enemy's first class, is now like being used by people.

It is generally broken and has no strength.

What sustains him is a breath, a belief, that is, to kill Guo Songling and end this battle.Now that his task was over, his faith was gone, and he naturally fell down.From the overnight rush from the Shandong battlefield to kill Guo Songling, he has never slept for five days, especially in the past two days, he has not even had the opportunity to nap.All the burdens were on him, hundreds of thousands.

Life and death weighed on his shoulders, and he could not sleep at all and did not dare to sleep.But now he can’t stand it.

Even though he was already scarred, he no longer felt the pain.The pain, for him, was no longer sober.

He came to the big handsome house with one breath, and saw that Zhang Zuolin Zhang had come up and slowly said, "The big manager, Guo Songling is dead."

Zhang Zuolin saw Han Baihang like this, suddenly a moment of pain, in front of the people's face, tears flowed down, choking can not speak, see the presence of everyone is not a taste.Han Baihang took two steps forward, stepped out of a few blood footprints in the big handsome house, he grinned reluctantly, and suddenly fell down.