Prisoners, you look at me, I look at you, but they don't move, they can't say that they are forced up with a bag, and their eyes are full of murderous intent. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Zhang Zhong and Leng Qian pressed up from behind them, and Dongfang Bai got out of the way in front of them, turning his head and looking at them coldly.

The captives looked desperately at the chaotic battlefield in front of them and the four fierce beasts in front of them, even if the bed crossbow array had been destroyed, it was still a court army of thousands of people, not to mention the two thousand personal guards of the king of Ruyang. But if you don't rush, how can you pass this hurdle in front of you?

Leng Qian stared coldly ahead, and suddenly shouted, "Kill." The sword was instantly unsheathed, and it was slashed forward, and the neck of a close captive was instantly cut in half, and he was unwilling to fall to the ground.

Zhang Zhong saw Leng Qian make a move, and he also raised his sword to kill him, and said while rushing: "If you don't rush, or you don't die, choose yourself." As he spoke, he stabbed a captive to death.

The captives finally broke down, cried and shouted and ran forward, stopping where they were, and immediately dying, rushing forward seemed to be able to live a little longer, if not a while.

It is impossible to say that the four of them controlled the speed and lined up in a straight line to supervise the rear, but there were those who were slower, and they went up with a sword, without the slightest hesitation.

The four of them lined up in a straight line of twenty zhang, and the captives couldn't even run if they wanted to, so they became their sword ghosts.

Zhang Sanfeng's face changed greatly, although he was a generation of grandmasters in the martial arts, but this was the first time he had seen this kind of scene, which made him very uncomfortable.

Yu Daiyan couldn't figure out whether it was right for the people of the Ming Sect to do this, right, they killed the people of the Tartar court; No, that's human life, not a pig or a dog.

The battle under the mountain had a great impact on the worldview and outlook on life of the two, and they were silent for a long time.

The deer sticker stepped forward and said softly: "County Lord, it's time to go, if you don't leave, it's too late." ”

Zhao Min put down his clairvoyance, his face turned pale, and said, "Even you can't help it?" She didn't say that she had seen Dongfang Bai, she knew Dongfang Bai's skills very well, she was worried that it would hit the confidence of the two elders of Xuan Ming, but she didn't expect that the two of them would retreat first.

The old deer sticker blushed and said, "County Lord, we are not his opponents. I'm afraid it's hard to find someone who can match him in the world, and I really can't understand how he practiced this kung fu. For many years, I haven't heard of such a character in the martial arts. ”

Hebi Weng hurriedly said: "Senior brother is right, our brothers together are also people who have lived for more than a hundred years, and an existence like Zhang Wuji is not like what can be found in the world at all." This person is invincible, so let's think about countermeasures for a long time. ”

"It's not like the ...... that can exist in the world" Zhao Min only had this sentence left in his mind, could he really come out of that world? What kind of world is that? Her heart was filled with endless sorrows and questions.

"County Lord, when the judgment continues, but suffer from the chaos, if you have three long and two short, we will not be able to explain to the prince." The deer cane was in a hurry.

Zhao Min came back to his senses, stared at him, and said, "Wait, blow the trumpet, the Chinese army rallying trumpet." I'm going to see with my own eyes how many people he can kill, how long he can last, and these people can't just die in vain. There was a steadfastness in her eyes.

The two elders of Xuan Ming were helpless, just in a hurry.

When the guards heard the order, their faces immediately changed, as a member of the personal guards of the King of Ruyang, he naturally knew what the assembly number of the Chinese army meant, glanced at Zhao Min deeply, and walked to the side without compromise, and twelve trumpeters blew the horns in their hands.

The desolate and solemn sound of the horn immediately sounded throughout the battlefield, and all the soldiers and officers who heard the horn were stunned, and their faces immediately changed greatly, as if the sound of the horn was even more terrifying than that of Zhang Wuji, a humanoid beast.

Tengger heard the sound of the horn, his face changed, and he shouted loudly, leading his men to slowly approach the battlefield in front, each cavalryman drew his bow and held arrows, but the direction of their arrows was not the enemy who was gradually advancing in front, but the infantry phalanx twenty feet away.

Looking back at the Mongolian cavalry slowly approaching, his face turned pale, and his body immediately exuded a dead-like aura.

"Brothers, rush, he's alone, there are so many of us, we can survive him to death."

"Rush, the law enforcement team of the cavalry has been forced up, anyway, it is a death, it is better to die in a vigorous battle."

walked towards Zhang Wuji step by step, shouting loudly.

The "rumbling" war drums were violently beaten, and all the infantry, regardless of their arms, moved slowly towards the gathering place of the crowd with spears and waist knives, and the people in the rear did not know what the people in front were doing, but mechanically approached.

The Chinese army's rallying call, this is just a nice saying, and the bad saying is the death rallying call, the horn sounds, and there is only one meaning, that is, not to die, until the last person, whenever this voice sounded on the battlefield, the battle to the end, except for the necessary law enforcement forces, there are basically few other troops who survive.

These soldiers have lost the confidence to live, and there may be a chance of attacking. If they retreated, the 2,000 cavalry in the rear would be sabers high above their necks, capable of cutting off their heads at any moment.

Zhang Wuji heard the sound of trumpets and drums, and immediately felt the changes in the soldiers around him, but the direction in which he moved forward still did not change, it was still a straight line, but the speed of his progress was still slowed down.

The army of captives of the Ming Sect finally came up, and finally brought an excuse for the imperial army on this side to move, and they all turned to kill the captives behind them.

Don't look at the many captives, but they are willing to fight with the captives, although most of these captives' martial arts are higher than them, but they gather the strength of ten people, dozens of people, and can always stab one or two people to death in the indiscriminate guns, which makes them feel more balanced in their hearts.

It was impossible to say that the four of them had been driving the captives into the depths of the enemy army, and then they got out, stepped on the enemy's head and shoulders and jumped vertically, and rushed in the direction where Zhang Wuji was.

The captives were already fighting with the enemy, and at this time they wanted to explain that everyone was actually a family, so it was better to stop fighting, it was a joke at all, and it could only be a situation of not ending to the death.

Not to mention that he can't hit the striker, his face is bulging with a bag, and it is a huge air hammer, which is a large-scale attack wherever it hits, and the power is very huge.

Dongfang Bai and Leng Qian followed, both of them used stabbing swordsmanship, this kind of front and back left and right are enemies on the battlefield, the skills seem to have no effect, because there are too many enemies, the comparison is speed and accuracy, the fastest and most labor-saving way to kill is the most suitable exercise at this time.