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The two armies couldn't help but let out exclamations.

Shocking forest like the wind, strong and domineering swordsmanship.

Sighing at the strength of Yelu Tulei's body, drawing a hundred zhang away, his body was deep in the earth, and his momentum did not weaken in the slightest, and even became a little stronger.

The two swords roared back, one left and one right, suspended in front of Lin Rufeng.

Looking at Yelu Toure, who pulled his legs out of the ground, a smile emerged from Lin Rufeng's expression.

Whoever said that it is useless is a scholar, Lao Tzu is using these two swords to hit you crying and calling your mother.

With the movement of his gaze, Lin Rufeng looked at the two swords that appeared beside him, and the smile on his face was even worse.

The materials of these two swords, the casting cost him countless blood, the iron and stone of the sword casting is taken from the hinterland of the Southern Barbarians, and the fist-sized piece is worth a thousand gold, plus the meteorite that fell on the shore of the East China Sea, invited two famous swordsmiths, with the assistance of eighteen craftsmen, it took five years to complete.

Stationed in the western realm for more than ten years, these two swords have always been by Lin Rufeng's side, I don't know how much blood has been stained and how many heads have been cut off.

Yerutouri's neck moved, and a crackling sound came from all over his body, and the light in his eyes was like the essence of an eagle catching its prey.

"It's okay, grandpa actually underestimated you. ”

Jeroduri's voice was like thunder.

Lin Rufeng's expression was a little unhappy, and the index finger of his right hand couldn't help moving.

If people who are familiar with Lin Rufeng will definitely be afraid if they see this subtle action, because it means that Lin Rufeng is angry.

Lin Rufeng was indeed angry, facing this steppe tartar full of foul language, the anger in his heart had reached the point where he could not bear it.

Among the many generals in the Western Territory Battalion, Lin Rufeng has always seemed out of place. From joining the army to the present, the bookish anger on his body has not changed at all, and his temperament is also extremely stubborn.

Flattery can't be learned.

You can't learn to hide a knife in your smile.

As for what kind of song is welcomed, what is openly and secretly, and it is impossible to learn.

This is also the reason why Lin Rufeng will appear here to intercept Yelu Toure's army.

I'm afraid at this time

The other generals in the western army camp have already completed the great detour, and have completed the siege of Yelu Donglai, the first general under Wang Tingshan's account, and it is possible that the strangulation has begun.

The Boluo Royal Court has always been Taiqian's confidant, and the powerful steppe cavalry is almost Taiqian's nightmare, coming and going like the wind, invincible.

The Biluo Army swept away the leaves with the autumn wind, just like the tide of steel, rolling away, shocking the entire grassland.

Shan Yu of the royal court was even more furious.

The eagles on the grassland are still soaring high in the sky, and the cavalry of the royal court is still majestic.

Taiqian's preemptive strike only achieved a small advantage, but it was stifled by the royal court's army.

The background of the royal court is really terrifying.

Regardless of anything else, none of the eight generals under the account alone are generals who can sweep the battlefield, and they are painstakingly selected from countless grasslands and countless children, both strength and loyalty are absolute.

The war was stalemate, but the old lady was broken, but he was not in the slightest hurry.

Because a big game of chess is slowly falling.

In the western camp, except for the 100,000 soldiers led by Lin Rufeng, the others were all taken out and carried out a big detour, and they surrounded Yelu Dong, who was knocking on the gate and besieging the city, and vowed to inflict heavy damage on the royal army.

The plan seems to be flawless, and only those with a little mind can see that once they can successfully kill Yelu Donglai, they will definitely be able to reverse the decline of the battlefield, and the key is that it is a heavy military feat.

It is difficult for people to live for a lifetime, and it is even more difficult to escape the shackles of fame and fortune.

Even the old lady Fu Wenrenchu, who was admired by countless people, sent the huge military exploits at his fingertips to his son for his own selfishness.

For those generals who asked for battle, Lin Ru showed as calm as before, and he must have no fun eating meat and drinking soup in the end, but he ended up on an errand that was specifically responsible for fighting flies and doing heavy work.

The grassland cavalry led by Yelu Tulei was only 50,000, but Lin Rufeng did not dare to directly let the two armies fight, although he had 100,000 Taiqian elites, but he might not be able to block the impact of 50,000 grassland cavalry.

Once the 50,000 cavalry of Yelu Toure broke through his blockade, I am afraid that the painstakingly arranged siege will be in vain, and even bring a series of unbearable consequences.

Lin Rufeng knew very well in his heart that this kind of hard work was not easy to do, and if he did a good job, his military merits were not his own, and if he did not do a good job, once the war was damaged, he would have to be held responsible.

Taking a deep breath, the anger in my heart grew stronger.

Yelu Toure let out a hearty laugh, and his body walked out like a fierce tiger in the lower mountains, bringing a violent wind and waves around him.

Along the way, he unscrewed out the heavy gun that had been inserted into the ground.

The distance of hundreds of zhang is instantaneous.

The heavy spear was bent like a bow and swept straight out.

Lin Rufeng couldn't breathe in, and the twin swords beside him stabbed up and down.

The pair of white hands that were like scholars holding pens reached out, and instantly clenched the hilt of the sword, and countless sword shadows were derived, accompanied by endless sword qi, and the sound of the sword was like the sound of the tide.

clang

The sound of the impact was endless, and countless sparks splashed out.

In the hundreds of zhang of land, the bodies of the two people continued to collide and separate, and the strong internal force continued to overflow.

Bang!

Yelu Toure had already given up the heavy gun and smashed a swift punch into Lin Rufeng's shoulder.

At the same time, the sharp tip of the sword pierced through Jerodure's left armpit.

The two figures separated again, standing in front of their respective formations.

The pain made Yeluture's expression a little hideous, and the light in his eyes was like that of a bloodthirsty jackal.

Lin Rufeng's body stood still, his expression was still flat, but he knew very well in his heart that the punch he had received on his right shoulder just now had made his right shoulder lose the strength to fight again.

Licking his tongue at his somewhat dry lips, Yelu Toure took off the leather armor on his body directly, ** the muscular bulging chest.

Shouted angrily.

The right hand poked back, and dozens of spears flew out of the military formation.

Powerful, strong internal force carrying dozens of spears, lined up.

Jeruthure grinned, his teeth bloody.

Bang!

Bang!

The internal force shook the void, and the spears lined up were like a line of tide, and they burst out quickly.