Chapter 322: Bloody Battle

"Yan Run......" Mu Shan's eyes fell on the border between the battlefield and the camp, and the generals were embraced, talking and laughing and pointing out the middle-aged man who fought fiercely between Li Wenhou and Sun Jian, even if he knew that the strength of the other party was above him, even if he knew that the other party's strength was above him, even if he knew that this was more than lucky, but his blood was already boiling, and he still solemnly promised at this moment: "I will not be dishonored!" ”

Putting aside his rhetoric, Mu Shanjing jumped down from the command platform, quickly joined the last cavalry of more than 8,000 people, copied out of the back door of the camp, bypassed a big bend, and went straight behind Yan Run's cavalry.

Mu Shan, who rushed to the front, did not notice that there were about 5,000 cavalry in the team, quietly hanging behind, gradually disconnecting from the main force, and then sneaking away in the opposite direction.

The archers on the camp have already been cleared by Yan Run, and with his troops, he can attack the camp of the Han army from the back door and approach the Chinese army. However, as Zhou Yu said, between the four of them, they were in the same bed and had different dreams, and they all wanted to use the Han army to weaken the other three armies that were allies and potential enemies at the moment, and it was their small calculations that gave Mu Shan and the others a chance to survive in death.

"Kill!" Stepping on the war horse, Mu Shan, who was holding Changge, only felt that there was a sky-high pride in his chest, surging blood, and he couldn't wait to rush towards the Yan Run cavalry who had come back to his senses in front of him.

War drums rumble, horses' hooves roll, and a cry that tears the voice, filling the whole world!

Chang Ge raised high, reflecting the scorching sun in the sky, shaking the cavalry on the opposite side to squint slightly, and at the moment when his pupils contracted, the tip of Chang Ge's spear in Mu Shan's hand had already pierced his chest, pushing his corpse, and knocking over several soldiers behind him one after another.

In the dense crowd, the superfluous martial arts have become a burden, and at this moment, Mu Shan only used the purest violence, wielding the rough Changge in his hand, galloping forward, and in the shadow of the opponent's sword and gun, he killed a bloody way.

Blood splashed everywhere, falling on Mu Shan's silver white hair and lips, the faint salty taste, at this moment, seemed to be like a flame, burning in Mu Shan's deep heart, catharsis, all the way forward, and then his pupils were covered with blood.

The boundless murderous aura, like a huge wave rolling, is disorienting, tyrannical, and crazy!

"Bell ......" Changge and the big knife collided fiercely, the sparks were extinguished instantly, and Mu Shan's advance was finally blocked.

Looking around, the general who was in front of him, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, the handle of the knife was raised high by Mu Shanzhen, and his eyes were full of shock.

"Poof!" Two more cold lights flashed in front of him, and his body was surrounded by dense enemy soldiers, there was not much room for maneuvering and dodging, and when it was imminent, Mu Shan could only hastily pull out the evil spirit around his waist, set up the long knife that slashed at his neck, and then forcibly twisted his waist, which was able to avoid the fate of being pierced.

Scratching like this, the armor skin on his waist was still torn open by the spear that stabbed him, and blood gushed out.

In the short moment of fighting, Mu Shan had already estimated the two people in front of him, and their strength was between him and himself. If it is on the spacious flat ground, Mu Shan can also rely on exquisite swordsmanship and footwork to slowly fight with them, and even finally win. However, this is a battlefield, there is no trickery, only a competition of strength and strength, and the sparkle of blood and light!

"Die!" This feeling of dancing on the tip of the knife seemed to awaken a certain instinct in Mu Shan's body in the dark, and the pupils of his eyes contracted suddenly, as if there was madness and death in it. The evil spirit in his left hand was quickly withdrawn by him, and he grabbed the spear that pierced him, dragged it backwards, and then bent his elbow forward, slamming into the long knife that was split instantly, and Chang Ge in his right hand leaned forward again, fiercely piercing the general who flew from the opposite side of the imbalance.

The battlefield is not comparable to the rivers and lakes, and there is no gorgeous martial arts that you come and go. Life and death can be separated in just a moment!

"All soldiers, follow me to assault and penetrate the enemy formation!" Lifting the other party high, Mu Shan raised his head to the sky with agitated feelings and roared, attracting the soldiers behind him to sing together, and the momentum continued to impact with him.

The horse's hooves were furious, and the bloody rain and bloody wind were blowing past the ears. Slashing and killing all the way, Mu Shan had forgotten how many souls died under his Changge, and there were a few more wounds on his body that were torn open by sharp weapons, but he rushed forward bravely, and the blood in his heart seemed to never cool.

Ahead, the big banner with gold silk on a white background was swaying desperately towards him, exuding infinite allure.

"Calling ......" With the deepening of the enemy formation, the quality of the enemy soldiers became more and more elite and fierce, the crotch of the war horse, the wounds on the body compared to Mu Shan, only a lot more, strong to this day, finally exhausted all the vitality, Mu Shan volleyed out.

In the blue sky, are there gods silently paying attention to everything in the world?

The wind and snow that will never stop, do you want to bury my body together?

After today, will the snow, which has increased by tens of thousands of corpses, grow incomparably vigorous grass next year?

In the air, below were dozens of spear tips raised high, reflecting the sunlight on the horizon, shaking Mu Shan's eyes were blurred, and countless complicated and unrealistic thoughts quickly flashed in his heart.

"Kill!" The sudden sound of shouting and killing pulled Mu Shan's mind back, and in the neighing and roaring of the horses, Mu Shan clearly saw that all the soldiers who followed him at the beginning were still alive at this moment, less than two hundred, and they were rushing towards here at the end of their lives.

The blood of a man, the spirit of a man, how can he be intimidated by death!

"Get out of here!" At the tip of the opponent's spear, Mu Shan's left hand quickly poked out, firmly grasped one of the spears, and then used his strength to climb over and fall into the enemy's dense camp.

"Yan Run, your head, I'm going to decide!" In a hurry, Mu Shan's mind suddenly remembered the magnificent figure of Tianyin Village, Lian Duxue rushed towards the hook, and at the moment, with his arrogant strength and true qi, he rushed out of a gap in the enemy's army, stepped on the seven-star step, quickly sealed his left hand, and recited eagerly in his mouth: "Dou is the emperor's car!" ”

Where Mu Shan passed, the footprints left on the snow, the starlight flickered, meeting the cold light on his body, dazzling, making it difficult to look at it.

In the sky, it should have been the hour when the scorching sun was shining, and seven cold rays suddenly flashed, like meteors falling, and the momentum hit down.

In the white light, everyone only heard the neighing of horses like dragons, high-pitched and violent, and then the sound of wheels rolling, from far and near.

Different from the beautiful elegance of Lian Duxue, Mu Shan used the Taoist method to use the bucket for the emperor's car, the canopy covered, majestic and noble, the law flag is displayed, the bearing is calm, the dragon beast succumbs, violent and ferocious. Between the walks, the murderous spirit is pervasive, and there is a lot of immortality in driving a long car and stepping through the lack of Helan Mountain.

Seven stars, shining and circulating between Longma and Luanjia, formed an invisible barrier, knocking the soldiers who blocked the way one after another, and riding the wind and waves to force Yan Run under Shuai's banner.

"A mere Taoist priest dares to meddle in the battlefield fighting, the kid is arrogant!"

"Hmph, the dog thief surnamed Yan, kill you, one sword is enough!" Mu Shan stood firmly on the Luan driver, Chang Ge had already been abandoned by him, his left hand was pulling the reins of the two dragon beasts, the evil spirits in his right hand exuded a faint, faint golden light, and the sword body with a low roar, but there was a kind of arrogance and domineering that regarded the gods and demons as dogs!