Looking at Qin Qi, who was in vain like a tiger coming out of the mountain, Xiang Shaoyu's heart was empty.

At this time, the sun was already setting in the west, but the bright sunlight seemed to be particularly dazzling. Dense fine sweat appeared on his forehead, Xiang Shaoyu gasped slightly, and his body felt extremely irritable and stuffy. He swallowed a mouthful of saliva and raised his spear, but his demeanor was soft, like a good man who touched his sister's hand for the first time, nervous and uneasy.

Not only Xiang Shaoyu, but even Long and Long Xiu and hundreds of Chu Riders didn't expect that the one hundred and ten riders on the opposite side actually rushed over directly like madmen.

Surprised by the madness of the enemy, indignant at the arrogance of the enemy, hundreds of horsemen took up their spear shields, pulled up the reins, and as if they had been trained on weekdays, intending to make a counter-charge against the enemy.

The distance of a hundred paces is only a few breaths for a cavalry running at high speed.

Ying Ziyi didn't give Xiang Shaoyu and hundreds of Chu Qi enough time to think, nor did he give them much time to prepare.

Collision, and with it.

It's just that it's different from what Xiang Shaoyu expected.

Why? Obviously, how many times has it been trained, but when it comes to the end, why is the spear still tilting downward, unable to accurately aim at the vital point of the enemy horseman? Why can't the shield be raised a little to the left so that it can block enemy attacks?

Xiang Shaoyu blamed himself in his heart, but his body couldn't react.

Seeing that the two knights who were protecting themselves in front of him were pierced by the long lances of the enemy horsemen, blood splattered. Xiang Shaoyu's body stiffened, and the fear in his heart that he had never felt before struck him. At this moment, he thought of death.

A huge pain struck, and Xiang Shaoyu's whole person was lifted from the horse.

In an instant in the air, Xiang Shaoyu saw a lot, the indifference and bloodthirstiness for life on the faces of the hundred and ten Qin horses, the anxious and panicked command on the faces of the little dragons, and the panic on the faces of the hundreds of horsemen on his side

It's just that the moment his body fell to the flat ground, compared to the pain in his body, Xiang Shaoyu's heart was calm.

I'm alive!

Xiang Shaoyu was rejoicing. He opened his eyes like this, looked at the clear blue sky, and did not move. He didn't want to move, no matter how fierce the battle was on one side, he was dodging and fearing.

"Finally got this master out."

Looking at Xiang Shaoyu who fell on the sidelines, Ying Ziyi was relieved.

This big villain system! If Xiang Shaoyu hangs up in this battle like this, he will have no place for the rest of his life.

There was no stalemate trembling, no chess meeting the opponent's heartiness, and the hundred and ten horsemen of Yingziyi rushed the hundreds of elite horsemen of the Tenglong Legion to the bottom.

Gathering a charge, the hell ghost who rushed out of the Chu army's array rode under the command of Ying Ziyi, intending to make a second charge.

"Thief, don't bully my Chu army and have no one, take your life."

In the battle array, Long Xiu, the son of Long Guang, saw Yingziyi not far away, his eyes were full of anger, and he carried a gun and went towards Yingziyi who was rushing to the forefront.

Beside Ying Ziyi, an old man jumped up from his horse and flew into the air. Long Xiu saw that the old man was blindfolded with a step, and behind his back was a simple long sword.

The old man's figure flew in the air, straight towards Long Xiu. Long Xiu was not afraid, picked up a spear and stabbed the old man, wanting to force the old man back.

If this blow was successful, the old man himself would be swallowed by the force of the fall, and he would be seriously injured.

However, what Long Xiu didn't expect was that the old man pulled out his long sword, and the tip of the sword was pointed at the tip of Long Xiu's spear that was stabbing straight in. With this slight effort, the old man changed the trajectory of his flight, flipped over his heels, and lightly touched the protrusion of the saddle behind Long Xiu.

Long Xiu's war horse was still galloping, but the violent shaking did not affect the old man. His posture is steady, as if there is no trace of weight, like autumn leaves on branches, falling at any time, but as steady as Mount Tai.

Long Xiu's spear turned, trying to force the old man behind him to dismount.

The tip of the spear that flashed with a cold glow was close in front of him, and the old man was unconscious. The next moment, the old man's figure suddenly leaned back at a strange angle, and he was able to avoid the blow.

The strong strength was on the palm of his hand, and the long sword galloped away, but it was towards the war horse under the seat of Long Xiu.

At the same time as the horse let out a terrible neigh, the old man left the horse's back. The palm knife fell, and a Chu cavalry who wanted to sneak attack behind Long Xiu fell off his horse and took his war horse.

Long Xiu tumbled off his horse and rolled on the ground several times. When he got up again, his hair was disheveled, his armor was incomplete, and he looked embarrassed.

"Phew!"

Long Xiu spat out the blood in his mouth, discarded the spear in his hand, and drew his sword.

"Big brother!"

The dragon in the array looked at this situation and shouted worriedly.

The battle was noisy, but Long Xiu didn't hear it. But even if he heard it, he didn't have the slightest energy to pay attention to it at the moment, he put all his energy on the old man in front of him.

The second charge of the Qin army began, blocking! Block it!

At the same time as the dragon clenched his spear and meditated in his heart. A short black shadow suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.

"I hate people who are more handsome than me."

The dragon only heard this, and then his entire body was separated from the warhorse.

"General, General!"

The shouts of his subordinates went farther and farther, and Long He only felt that he was so powerless, in the hands of the other party, he couldn't move.

The monkey carried the dragon and dragged him out of the battle formation, and threw him on the dirt slope of the plain beside him.

Breaking free from the restraints, the dragon immediately stood up. He saw that the short black shadow was an extremely obscene-looking person.

"Who are you? What do you want? ”

The monkey shook his head and said secretly in his heart: What's wrong with this guy? Isn't it just that he has a little white face at a young age, and there is nothing else special. I really don't know why the chief and his old man should be treated so differently.

The monkey just stood there, motionless. Long Ji was very anxious, because on the battlefield in the distance, the knight of Yingziyi was already about to start launching the third charge. On his side, the array has become incomparably sparse.

"Let me go!"

The monkey didn't answer, just stood there. And every time the dragon attacked, it was easily taken by the monkey.

And as time passed, Long Ji realized that even if he could get back to his battlefield in time to fight with his comrades, it would be too late.

Ying Ziyi's cavalry became more and more courageous the more they fought, and there seemed to be no limit, just like Shura from a ghost prison. The third charge had already polished the morale of hundreds of elite horsemen.

The heart of the army is lost, and it is difficult to return to the sky!

Then came the beginning of the slaughter.

Ying Ziyi rode isolated and shook his head slightly.

I'm a villain, not only to take care of the decent, but also to take care of the decent little brother, it's really embarrassing!

~~~ Thank you for being Xu Weida, looking up at the sky and saying that a grass is big, Xiao Binbin is 32 big, painting Gu Cheng is big, TEL memories are big, little Mu Yi Yang is big, and the dream is drunk and Xiaoxiao is a big reward~~~~~