"This is the Blue Winged Bat King Wei smiled, when did his martial arts become so powerful? Didn't he go crazy with his practice? Why hasn't his cold poison flare up yet? How the hell did we get the information? Zhao Min looked at Wei Yixiao's wanton appearance in a green robe and muttered to himself. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Starting from the siege of Guangming Ding by the six major factions, it seems that all the previous efforts have been in vain, Sun Tzu said: Knowing oneself and knowing the other side can win a hundred battles. How could Zhao Min, as the daughter of the king of Ruyang, not understand this truth, but for Mingjiao, there was a huge flaw in her intelligence system. It was a big blow to her.

The second elder Xuan Ming was speechless, and the anxious look in his eyes was even worse, "County Lord, it's time to go, it's really too late to leave." ”

"It's not busy, the cavalry hasn't picked up yet, wait and see." Zhao Minqiang controlled herself, her eyes were firmly locked on Zhang Wuji's body, and somehow she remembered what happened in Luliuzhuang that day, her eyes gradually became firm, she knew that it would be very risky for her to do so, but she didn't know why she wanted to do it.

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Hou Cheng watched Wei Yi smile and walked away, and said to the brothers: "Brothers, now it's our turn. Just because our cultivation is low, we are about to become the role of playing soy sauce by the side of the sect leader, this time we finally have the opportunity to fight independently, but we have to **** a good game. ”

"Captain, do it, the brothers are going to suffocate."

"Big brother, we are full of food and drink now, so we almost have to walk and eat."

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Hou Cheng stretched out his hand and said, "Okay, brothers, listen to my orders, don't waste the weapons in your hands, there are so many Tartars, enough for everyone to kill one by one." Now, kill. ”

Hou Cheng took the lead and walked out, and the members of the pro-guard team followed closely and ran forward in a straight line.

In a straight line about six zhang long, twenty-one people were scattered. When they reached a distance of 100 paces, everyone drew a sharp arrow and put it on their bows, aimed at the back of the Tartar in front of them, and "whoosh...... twenty-one sharp arrows were shot out in an instant.

Twenty-one Tartars fell to the ground in an instant, because all the Tartars' attention was focused on the front, and Hou Cheng and others in the rear were small in number and on foot, and the movement was very small, so the twenty-one Tartars landed without attracting the attention of others.

Hou Cheng and the others shot arrows as they ran, and it was not until they shot the third round of sharp arrows that they attracted the attention of the Tartars. Seeing more than two dozen archers behind him, the Tartars in the back were startled, and they all shouted and turned their horses' heads to pounce back.

However, it was not so easy for the cavalry, who had already been crowded into a group, to turn around in time, and when they were panicked, Hou Cheng and others seized the opportunity to shoot a few more rounds of arrows.

"Throw the axe." Hou Cheng shouted, pulled out the small axe on his waist and threw it at the tartar running in front of him.

The Tartar saw that he could run to him, and the scimitar in his hand could slash at the annoying Han man, but he saw a small axe flying at high speed, and instantly slashed him in the chest, and the thin leather armor had no protection at all, and he fell off the horse when he felt a pain in his chest.

The guards were all doing the same thing, because they were all running closer.

"Get on the horse." Hou Cheng shouted, turned over and got on the war horse that ran to the front, pulled the reins, and drove the war horse towards the outer edge of the Tartar cavalry to the north. Re-remove the longbow and start a ranged attack.

The guards snatched the war horses one after another, rode the war horses and pursued behind Hou Cheng, and gradually gathered together, a small cavalry formation of twenty-one knights continued to attack the Tartars with bows and arrows from a distance, each of them had five quivers on their backs, each of them had more than one hundred and eighty sharp arrows on their backs, which was not a light weight for ordinary cavalry, let alone shoot all these arrows in a short time. They were an outlier, because each of them had a magical aura in their dantian, and it was also because of this that they were distinguished from ordinary cavalrymen.

The Tartars will regret the abandonment of the bow and arrow just now, and now they can only be beaten passively, and the Tartar cavalry who want to pick up the bow and arrow from the ground suddenly finds that those bows and arrows are rarely complete, and how can thousands of war horses gallop past and leave something complete?

Tengger also noticed the chaos in the rear of the cavalry, but at this time he was already too busy to take care of himself, the front of the cavalry had already connected with Zhang Wuji and others, and the Tartar cavalry either drove the war horse directly and collided, or used horsepower to swing the scimitar in his hand and cut the general.

Zhang Wuji had already jumped up, and his spear swept out, instantly sweeping down more than a dozen Tartar cavalrymen. With all the fire, they fired at Tengger, a Tartar officer who was clearly dressed in a general's attire.

Leng Qian and the others were in the midst of the chaos, forming a small circle formation, and resisting the enemy nearby, Wei Yixiao slapped out one after another, killing more than 20 war horses, these war horses just formed a circle, which played a role in parrying. The main offense was completed by Wei Yixiao and Dongfang Bai. If he can't say it, he stood in the horse carcass circle and used his huge bag to cover Leng Qian and Zhang Zhong.

Zhang Wuji stepped on the war horse all the way and rushed over. "How is this possible? Is he the devil? Tengger looked at the figure that was getting closer and closer, and his heart trembled, and he shouted: "Kill him, kill him." But the subordinates who rushed up still did useless work after all, Zhang Wuji gave him face very much, and did not use this style, but ran on horseback and used the Xingyi stabbing spear, and the spear instantly pierced Tengger's chest.

The scimitar in Tengger's hand was still in mid-air, and finally fell to the ground weakly, looking down at the spear in his chest, his eyes were so surprised, as if there was not much pain, but more incredible and unbelievable.

Zhang Wuji's spear was raised, and Tengger's corpse was suddenly picked up and flew high, flying up three zhang high before falling, this scene fell into the eyes of the surrounding Tartar cavalry, and these cavalry were suddenly divided into three parts: some shouted and rushed towards Zhang Wuji, some of them seemed to be stupid, and they were stupid on the horse, and some of them hurriedly turned their horses' heads to avoid this direction of progress.

Zhang Wuji didn't have much pity, and the spear in his hand still swept a large area. Twelve shots were swept out in a row, more than a hundred Tartars fell, and a space was vacant in front of them, and the Tartar cavalry looked at him tremblingly, not daring to step forward again.

This will stop, Zhang Wuji stood on horseback and immediately discovered the chaos on the periphery of the Tartars, and immediately used his divine sense to probe out, and when he saw that it was Hou Cheng and others, his heart moved, and his divine sense quickly swept along the battlefield, looked at the Tartar cavalry in front of him, and had an idea in his heart.