In the first battle, Yan Yingfang won completely!

It wasn't long before more horses' hooves were heard, and more than fifty people were expected.

The four people guarding the first level withdrew and two went to the side door.

Sure enough, the second group of people no longer took the main gate of the village, but took a detour to the side gate, and went to the dilapidated gate they had conquered before.

The scolding horse team vigorously jumped into the quiet village, and after a while, suddenly there was a boom, flames burned everywhere, and the horses began to be confused, and, just outside the fire, several black shadows were strung everywhere, as long as there were horses running out of the sea of fire, it was a sword death.

There are also villagers holding pickaxes, shovels, pig-killing knives, etc., slashing and slashing hard.

Kill one to avenge a villager, kill two and earn one for yourself.

I don't know how many people participated in the killing of the people of the Tiele Ministry, anyway, it was chaos, there were war horses neighing everywhere, and the people of the Tiele Ministry.

This wave hasn't been killed yet, and another wave has come.

I'm afraid all the 100 people are coming.

The fire burned down half of the village, the earthen walls were charred black, and the charred corpses stinked.

With the cold wind, it drifted around.

The sky will be bright.

There was a fierce battle, and there were dead men and horses everywhere under the village walls, and the rooftops of the houses were braving the sea, all telling the story of what happened here last night.

As soon as dawn began, a large cavalry of black oppression galloped a mile outside the village.

Rolling up layers of dust, fierce as wolves.

Almost a thousand spirits have arrived!

Well, there are two thousand left!

Yan Ying and the seven of them looked serious, and each of them stayed in their own place.

In the blink of an eye, the people and horses rushed towards the village like a crazy tide.

Some of the people stopped at the periphery and frequently fired rockets into the village, and the tragedy at the entrance of the village also made the people of the Tiele Department shudder.

The leader roared angrily, "Kill, give me a kill left!" ”

The unlit house began to catch fire, and in a short time the whole village was in flames.

The home is gone, and the life is almost gone, and at this time, the brave man has forgotten to be afraid.

The women, old and weak, have all withdrawn from the village and hid in the mountains behind the village, and the rest are men who are willing to fight.

The first group of people who stormed the village rushed into the houses, and the villagers who were hiding raised all kinds of tools to resist.

A cavalryman aimed a knife at a villager's chest, and suddenly, a figure flashed over, a string of cat's waist, and a sword reached his throat, and the blood snorted and shot out, and the man touched his neck in shock, and the blood in one hand was so frightened that he fell off the horse, and he did not move after two convulsions.

The person who followed him was shocked, and he turned his eyes to see who it was, and his neck was cold, and he didn't know when the man was on horseback, and the sword was under his neck.

Before closing his eyes, he only remembered seeing that the man was wearing Tieler's cavalry uniform.

It's just that the face is cold and delicate, a willow leaf bent eyebrows raised, and the thin lips pursed with a murderous sneer.

"The villagers, all evacuate to the back mountain." Yan Ying's throat was a little hoarse, it was smoked by the fire last night.

Some villagers heard this and began to evacuate.

They simply couldn't beat the well-trained Tielers.

After Yan Ying finished speaking, two more horses came behind her.

She used a little force on her toes, and the person flew into the air, borrowing a little bit on the wall, one turned over to the back of the two, the sword was like a long rainbow, and a slash passed, and the backs of the two were cut a deep hole, and there were two screams, and the person fell off the horse.

A black shadow galloped over, and Yan Ying fixed his eyes on it, it was the Mustang King.

She immediately jumped on horseback and walked through the village.

Now, there is no distinction between directions, and the 3,000 enemy troops are densely packed in the small village, and it is impossible to distinguish between you and me.

Most of the villagers who were still alive fled to the back of the village, and at the intersection behind the village, Xiao Xi and another guard intercepted the pursuers to ensure the smooth evacuation of the villagers.

"They wore our clothes! Cut these seven people with a thousand cuts! The leader shouted.

In less than a quarter of an hour, Yan Ying and the others were already stained with blood.