The thirty-seventh surrender of Mao Dirong as the leader \/led his troops to the east to return to the obstructed Monster Mountain

(2) People borrow the horse's momentum, the horse helps the people, and the people and horses are united to kill the enemy. Xuanyuan is like a tiger with wings, in the face of a fierce enemy, the long-suppressed hatred broke out at this moment, he wielded a long knife, slashed and chopped, and killed the enemy's flesh and blood, frightened, killing countless enemies, as if entering a no-man's land.

His father, on the other hand, rode his horse to the outskirts of the enemy, and when he saw where the enemy had the upper hand, he took a stone from the bag he had tied around his waist and threw it with his hand, and now he had prepared a carefully selected stone, smooth and round, in case there were no good materials on the spot.

Over there, Chang Xian, Jin Yunyong, and Jin Yunli each led the Yongwu clan and the Bian Ze people to join forces, and they would fight one family, and the tigers in the lower mountains would use their own means to fight against strong enemies.

Chang Xian's pair of splitting hands were not terrifying, or grabbed the enemy and threw it into the air, or broke his weapon, or tore the opponent's body, and the incomparable momentum frightened the Yan Emperor warriors to flee in all directions.

And the powerful Jinyun Yong is also unstoppable, holding an obsidian hand axe, angry bullfighting, a sharp axe is played by him to fly up and down, as much as he likes to greet the enemy, to death, to death, can not get close at all.

The rest of the warriors of all ethnic groups and the people of Bian Ze, under the leadership of Xuanyuan and Chang Xian and other fierce generals, are also brave, each competing for the first, putting life and death aside.

Those arrogant Yandi warriors have always been accustomed to winning, where have they seen such fierce characters and such a formation at the same time, the majesty is not there, they are all frightened, after a desperate battle, the enemy is dead and wounded, except for a few lucky escapes, the rest are all surrounded and disarmed and surrendered.

The cheers of victory resounded on the battlefield! Xuanyuan was immediately swordsman, full of pride!

After this battle, the enemy and I suffered casualties among each other, among which the Bian Ze people suffered the heaviest losses, but there were 100 captured Yandi people, and more than half of the enemy was annihilated, which was actually a great victory.

The angry Bianze people pushed Mao Di, the leader of Emperor Yan's team, to be executed in public to pay tribute to the dead clansmen and relieve the hatred in their hearts.

Under the angry eyebrows of everyone, Mao Di, who felt that the general trend had gone, was depressed and frightened. Knowing that the end was approaching, he didn't seem to have lost his face as the leader of the Yandi clan, but he retained some bearing, he beat his spirit, and pretended to be calm and said to Xuanyuan: "You have a bear tribe? I know you, your tribe was defeated by our tribe and fled far away, that time it was one of the five leaders of the headquarters, Youhe led the army, and I didn't want to meet here after many years! Now he is guarding the former station of your clan, and I am familiar with the situation there." I have heard that your clan is brave, and now I am defeated by you, I have nothing to regret, if you want to kill, kill it, there is no second word!"

Mao Di's words made people a little incomprehensible, and when he said this at this time, he seemed to be showing his attitude, and it seemed to be releasing some signals.

"Wait, do you say that the general who fought with our clan back then was named Youhe, and now he is stationed in the village where our tribe used to be?" Xuanyuan's sensitive nerve, which was easily untouched, was immediately stirred up, and he motioned for the crowd on the side to be quiet.