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In the night rain, the snow-white sword of the flying dragon soldier reflected the faint light, and the Yuan soldier was cut off the horse one after another.

The commander of the Yuan army's own soldiers had some skills, but he encountered a top master like Le Wufu, and he couldn't survive two moves, so he was stabbed through the throat by Le Wufu with a long sword. For other soldiers, Le was free and had no interest, so he withdrew and returned to Zhao Dongting's side.

In the tent, Jesur's expression was slightly solemn, listening intently to the shouts of killing outside.

Gradually, his heart relaxed slightly, because the shouting of killing did not continue to approach, as if Song Jun had been blocked from his pace.

If the cavalry is blocked, it will not have much charging power.

The spirit of being replaced by him as a child is even more leisurely, the old man sits leisurely behind the desk, drinking wine with an indifferent expression.

In this era, the alcohol content is not high, just like today's beer, even if you drink a few more glasses, you will not be drunk at all.

But at this moment, there was a sudden loud noise outside.

Jesur was furious.

Before he could make a move, the outside of the camp suddenly exploded, and two soldiers screamed and were blown into the camp tent, missing arms and legs.

"Be careful!"

Jesur's voice was broken, and he was frightened by the mysterious weapon of the Song army.

Suddenly the roof of the tent was pressed down so much that it was as if a coconut had fallen on it. Jesur caught a glimpse of it, and his eyes almost popped out.

Thundered!

The entire roof of the tent was directly bombarded, and the extremely strong airway made the people in the tent dumbfounded, like a flat boat fluttering in a storm.

The old man named Tong Lao was also unlucky, and he was sitting right under the cannonball.

When Jesur got up from the ground, his head buzzed, and his eyes swept over the inside of the tent, only to find that the old man with good skills had a piece of iron stuck in his head, and his eyes were staring, and he was no longer alive.

This frightened him almost out of urine, and hurriedly ran out of the tent.

This Tong Lao is a bit famous in the martial arts, although he is not on the master list, but he is not much worse. Jesur thought that his martial arts were far worse than this old man, but now this old man was directly killed by Song Jun's mysterious weapon, what else could he do if he didn't run?

Rao is tent still has dozens of spared Jianghu experts, and it can't give Jesuluddin a sense of security at all.

He just wanted to get out of this place quickly, and he didn't want to die in a daze under this kind of big killing weapon of the Song army.

"Put it again! Put it again! ”

Zhao Dongting saw that there were people running out of the exploding camp tent, and hurriedly urged the soldiers who were aiming next to him.

Boom, boom, two more cannon shots.

One shot missed, and it landed dozens of meters away from the camp tent, and I don't know if there was an unlucky guy who killed the Yuan army.

But one shot landed right outside Jesul's tent.

Before the good players who had just run out of the tent had time to show their skills, they were blown up.

Jesur had just run to the door of the tent when he was swept back by the blast and fell heavily to the ground.

Sorcery?

The word popped into his head. He couldn't think of any other explanation for that.

How could Song Jun's little gadget have such great power.

Jesur shook his head, all seven orifices were already shocked and bleeding, and his eyes were a little dazed. These cannons can be said to have blown him up, and he finally understood why the rear formation of the left flank cavalry was chaotic so quickly, this thing was not comparable to manpower at all.

He wanted to get up, but his body was in severe pain, his head was dizzy, and he didn't even have the strength to get up.

Soon there was another cannon shot.

I don't know how many people around Jesur's camp were blown apart, and those good men fled in a hurry, and they couldn't care about stopping the Song army at all.

In just a few minutes, the Wyvern soldiers broke through the defense line of the hundreds of yuan army and continued to kill towards Jesur's camp.

Zhao Dongting wiped the rain from his face and shouted, "Kill!" ”

The Wyvern soldier next to him hurriedly carried the grenadier and cannonball on his horse and held it in his arms. It's their treasure.

Hundreds of Wyvern armies swept like black dragons, killing at a breakneck speed outside the camp of Sujar. The remnants of the Yuan army were cut down to the ground.

The good hands of the rivers and lakes left a lot of corpses, and they have long since run away. They received the benefits of the Yuan army, but they did not have the willingness to die for the Yuan army like the soldiers. These people are not righteous people, they are only running for interests, otherwise, they would not have joined the camp of the Yuan army.

Zhao Dongting rushed with the Flying Dragon Army to rein in the horses outside the camp of Sujer.

The Wyverns rode into it.

Some dancers and courtesans escaped from the tent that had been bombed on all sides, but they were lucky not to be knocked out.

In less than two minutes, Jesur, dressed in the general's armor, was picked up by the soldiers.

Zhao Dongting asked, "Is there still a living mouth inside?" ”

The soldier said: "Back to the emperor, the thieves have been ambushed." ”

Jesur was tied up strongly, and when he heard this soldier shouting to the emperor, he was stunned at first, and then scolded, "Shameless boy, you actually use such a trick." ”

At this time, the cannons on both sides of the Yuan army camp gradually stopped.

Zhao Dongting knew that Zhao Da and Zhao Hu should have led people to retreat, so they didn't dare to stay longer, and they ignored Su Jieer, "Go back!" ”

The soldiers carrying Jesur threw Jesur on his horse, turned over and got on his horse, and hundreds of flying dragon soldiers guarded Zhao Dongting and rushed to the back door of the barracks.

The scattered corpses of the Yuan army were everywhere along the way.

At this time, there were not many Yuan troops around, and although they tried their best to block it, they couldn't stop it at all. Where the cavalry of the Flying Dragon Army passed, only a few more corpses of the Yuan army were left.

In a short time, they rushed to the camp gate again.

This surprise attack, naturally, was quite successful. It's just that at this time, there is a sudden change.

When Zhao Dongting's war horse had just swept out of the camp gate, a black shadow suddenly swept out at a very fast speed from the side, and the long sword in his hand picked down two flying dragon soldiers and took Zhao Dongting directly.

Even Zhao Dongting was wearing black clothes, but his short body bones were still too easy to distinguish.

The timing chosen by the man in black was wonderful, and it was the moment when Zhao Dongting quietly relaxed when he left the camp.

Those two Wyvern soldiers were actually not bad, but they didn't even have time to resist.

Le rode the horse on Zhao Dongting's right side, his eyes suddenly widened, but he was finally two meters away from Zhao Dongting, and some whips were out of reach.

"!"

Zhao Dongting looked at the murderous awe-inspiring sword, and his heart suddenly rose to his throat.

Thankfully, he knew the danger of attacking the camp, and in addition to carrying his sword, he always held his musket treasure in his left hand.

In a hurry, Zhao Dongting raised his left hand, and he didn't have time to aim, it was all based on his feelings, and he shot at the man in black.

This shot was not in vain for several months of his hard work, and at this life-and-death juncture, his life was saved again.

The man in black naturally couldn't recognize this musket, and thought it was just some strange weapon of Zhao Dongting, out of confidence in his own skills, he didn't avoid it, and the long sword still took Zhao Dongting's head directly.

So, he was shot so hard.

The instantaneous pain made him snort, and his rushing figure was stopped.

However, he was extremely good in the end, and at the moment when the Flying Dragon Soldier's spear stabbed at him, he simply covered his wound and retreated quickly, connecting his toes and retreating away.

The Wyvern soldiers didn't have time to rein in their horses and continued to rush forward. When he tried to kill him again, the man in black was already hiding in the darkness again.

Zhao Dongting was covered in cold sweat, panting, and shouted, "Go back to the camp!" ”

The Yuan army that was killing on both sides of the camp was likely to have rushed back at this time, and he didn't dare to delay any longer.

It's just that in his heart, he also hates this man in black to the core.

He is no longer the person who didn't know martial arts at the beginning, and it can be seen from the sword light just now that this man in black is the one who left the song.

It's really haunting.

Le Wuwu is also full of anger. No matter how he says it, he is also a top master, Lige is not afraid of him, and he stabbed him twice, which is simply slapping him in the face.

But anger is anger, and Le Wuyuan also knows in his heart that it is not easy to chase and kill Lige in such a night.

Hundreds of people hurried away in the night, leaving the road even more muddy.

Outside Pingnan County, the Southern Song Dynasty soldiers were still fighting with the Yuan army. On the battlefield of so many people, in fact, only those in the front row are really fighting, and the soldiers in the back have nothing to do at all, just shout, if there is poker, it is no problem to even take poker out for recreation.

Although there were bursts of artillery in the camp, not many Yuan troops really noticed.

Only a few commanders in the rear army changed their faces slightly, and hurriedly led the soldiers back to the camp.

Su Quandang noticed the sound of cannons in the Yuan army's camp, and since then, his hands have been clenched tightly.

The victory or defeat of this battle can be said to be all bet on whether Zhao Dongting can successfully break the account of the marshal of the Yuan army.