"Let's go."

Chen Jianzhao's eyes were slightly sentimental, he raised his long knife again, and waved it at the Yangzi banner in front of him.

"Yang Zhiyong has been awarded!"

With Chen Jianzhao's shout, the Chinese army flag that had always stood suddenly fell, and with it, there was also the Optimus Pillar that supported the Qi country in the eyes of countless sergeants.

Shocked, flustered, fearful, angry.

The eyes of the thousands of tiger soldiers nearby were filled with all kinds of emotions. But without exception, they were a little incredulous for a while.

Their commander was a man who had made the invincible Northern Song Dynasty military gods suffer back then.

He's dead?

They can't believe it, and they don't want to believe it.

But the broken flag, and the enemy general with a long knife under it, all reminded them of this cold and cruel truth.

The great general Yang Zhiyong, just before that, was killed by a martial arts powerhouse who suddenly appeared.

The Tiger Ben Ruishi present was a little confused.

The general is dead, what will happen to them?

"General!"

Wang Qi exclaimed, turned around and ran straight towards the Chinese army.

"Seventh brother beware!"

Even though Wang Er reminded him, Wang Qi's abdomen was still pierced by a silver gun.

Guo Yu gasped and pulled the general order out of Wang Qi's body, and Wang Qi shook twice and fell to the ground.

"You dare!"

Xiao Baxue brandished a giant sword with red eyes and slashed at Guo Yu, except for Wang Er, who ran to help Wang Qi, the rest of the people also attacked Guo Yu at the same time.

After Wang Qi fell, the pressure on Guo Yu was greatly reduced. He held his breath and stared, the aura on his body continued to rise, and the moment the giant sword swung in, the momentum exploded violently.

The general's order and long sword waved, and a silver-white storm rose from the ground with Guo Yu as the center.

Rong Ma, a hundred battles.

"Bell, bell!"

When the greatsword was flicked away, the storm dissipated, replaced by a brilliant silver arc.

The power of one shot directly collapsed the five people and flew out. Among them, Wang Shi and Xiaoba fainted on the spot, and although the remaining three did not fall, they were also injured a lot.

"Heh, Eight Tigers ride, but that's it."

Guo Yu sneered and pointed the silver gun at Wang Er, the only intact person on the field: "Go on." ”

Wang Erqiang resisted the urge to rush forward and continue to fight with Guo Yu, the expression on his face couldn't help but change, and finally shouted: "The third, the fifth, the sixth, withdraw!" ”

"Withdraw?"

The three of them were stunned for a moment.

At such a time, Wang Er actually asked them to retreat?

"The fifth, the sixth, you carry the fourth and the eighth, the third, you go to find the eldest brother."

Wang Er took a deep breath and shouted with his head held high: "The Tiger Ben Army listens to the order and withdraws to Tianwei Pass!" ”

He did this helplessly, since the general was killed, the eldest brother is probably more than lucky.

At present, only half of the Eight Tiger Riders still have combat power left, and the enemy, in addition to Guo Yu, who is in front of him, has a martial arts powerhouse with unfathomable strength.

The Qi army was already in turmoil, and it was better to retreat than to stay here and be killed by the Song army

Shut it down.

Wang Er was originally the second commander of the Tiger Army, and now that the general is dead and Wang Yi is missing, the Tiger Army naturally has to obey his orders.

The Tiger Ben army began to retreat backwards, Wang San and the others gritted their teeth, and finally acted according to Wang Er's orders.

Wang Er carried the seriously injured Wang Qi on his shoulders and left quickly.

Guo Yu always stood in place, quietly watching them move, until after a few people left, he couldn't help but secretly say a fluke in his heart.

Under the suppression of power, he fought a complete hundred battles to resist the attack of five people, and the true qi in his body was almost squandered. If Fang Cai Wang Er chooses to fight with him, the ending is really hard to say.

Fortunately, the dog's movements were fast enough. If it weren't for Yang Zhiyong's death that made Wang Qi lose his mind, he really didn't know how long he could last under the hands of those seven people.

Guo Yu beckoned, and Xiaobai, who was hiding on the side, suddenly ran over. After he turned over and got on his horse, he saw Chen Jianzhao riding his horse towards him.

Seeing that Chen Jianzhao's expression was a little gloomy, Guo Yu patted him on the shoulder.

Chen Jianzhao shook his head and signaled that he was fine, "What should I do next, do you want to pursue." ”

"The Tiger Ben Army will let him leave for the time being, and defeat the Qi army on the battlefield first."

Guo Yu turned his horse's head and looked at the snow armor rider who had gathered in front of him: "Dog, you lead the snow armor cavalry to raid the Qi army on the west side of the battlefield from behind, and pursue it after its rout, but don't chase too far." ”

Chen Jianzhao didn't say much, and left directly with the five hundred horses. Guo Yu glanced at the Tianwei Pass in the distance, and silently rode away.

It wasn't until this moment that Guo Yu really breathed a sigh of relief.

……

"Right now, the enemy's position is in chaos, kill me with me!"

Lan Yun's eyes flashed with excitement, and he leaped his horse and raised his sword, rushing directly down the high slope.

Behind him, thousands of Great Song Iron Cavalry also roared and galloped on horseback, killing the Qi army on the east side of the battlefield, with a momentum like a rainbow.

The fall of the banner of the Chinese army means that the commander has an accident, and the Qi army, which was already a little panicked, was rushed by the cavalry that suddenly appeared, and was defeated on the spot.

The Song army soldiers who were holding their breath would not let go of such an opportunity, and they also moved forward bravely under the command of their commander.

Lan Yun, who took the lead, entered the Qi army formation, and the Xueliang long knife in his hand wantonly harvested the lives of the Qi soldiers.

He laughed wildly.

Since Liu Xiaochen's death, this is the first time he has laughed so happily.

"Poof!"

The knife in his hand fell, and the head of the general of Qi in front of him flew high.

Lan Yun raised the long knife in his hand and shouted, "Great Song Yongchang! ”

More than 10,000 Song soldiers chased and killed the rout, and they couldn't stop shouting.

"Great Song Yongchang!"

……

"It's finally time for Lao Tzu to fight back!"

Li Kui shouted: "Although General Shi is not here, we can't embarrass his old man!" The Zhennan Army listened to my orders, and the whole army assaulted! ”

After that, Li Kui, who got a war horse out of nowhere, smiled and picked up his Xuanhua axe and slashed left and right in the Qi army formation.

Under his leadership, nearly 10,000 Zhennan troops shouted at the Qi army

Kill. Where can the Qi army, which is already unstable, withstand it, although the number is far more than the other party, it is also losing and retreating at this moment.

"Although I don't know how the kid who wears a white robe and loves to pretend does it, but today, our old Li is served!"

Li Kui, whose face was covered with blood, pulled the corners of his mouth, his face full of happiness.

……

Cui Yong, the commander of the Great Sword Army, was lying on his back, his eyes blank and hollow.

He didn't understand until he died why the flag of the Chinese army suddenly fell.

Wang Ziwei didn't pay attention to the idea of the dead, he pulled out the short knife at his waist, cut off Cui Yong's head, and hung it on the horse.

Looking at the big sword army around him that had begun to break and flee, Wang Ziwei was in a particularly happy mood.

"It's really a dragon giving birth to a dragon and a phoenix giving birth to a phoenix."

Wang Ziwei laughed: "The son of the god of war, he is the god of the army." ”

At the age of the crown, with 30,000 remnants of the army, he faced 100,000 elite soldiers of the Qi State, and the commander of the other party was Yang Zhiyong, a famous general in the world.

No matter how you look at it, you can't win a battle, but he won it hard, isn't this a god of war?

It was a battle destined to go down in history. After this war, Guo Yu will definitely cause a shock in Kyushu, and he will also leave a strong mark in the history books.

"Don't be idle, chase after Lao Tzu!"

Wang Ziwei brandished his half-cut spear and shouted, "Let's use the enemy's head to celebrate the birth of a new army god!" ”

Needless to say, more than 3,000 black-armored heavy horsemen, clenched their riding spears and pursued the fleeing sword sergeants.

……

"And you did."

Zhao whispered, his eyebrows and eyes were crooked, and his face was full of joy that could not be concealed.

suddenly recalled what Guo Yu had said to her before leaving, and the original smile suddenly turned into an intoxicating redness.

Zhao whispered, looking very shy.

"What to do, what to do. Is it true that you really want to take the initiative to hand over your face and let that nasty ghost pinch it? ”

"Hmm... I've been pinched so many times anyway, so it doesn't hurt to have one more time..."

"No, no, no, I'm also a princess of a country, so unreserved, what kind of system will I become?"

“… Or... Just a moment? ”

The nervous mood unconsciously relaxed, and Zhao Qingyu's hands that were originally tightly clenched together were quietly released. In her hand was a white handkerchief of ordinary material.

……

Zhao Qingxuan put his hands behind his back and looked ahead.

Even if it was him, he couldn't help but be a little excited when he heard the news of the rout of the Qi army.

"Brother-in-law, you really live up to the expectations that the general and lonely expect from you."

As soon as the words fell, Zhao Qingxuan heard Pang Yu beside him suddenly speak: "Guo Yu is on the king, and he has become like Guo Yi is to the first king." ”

Zhao Qingxuan turned his head to look, and Pang Yu's originally cloudy eyes were shining brightly at this moment: "With this person, the king will be able to inherit the legacy of the previous king and complete the great cause of unification!" ”

"The Lone Army God..."

Zhao Qingxuan smiled.

"Even if, as you say, the world will be unified. But at that time, was the surname Zhao or Guo in this world? ”

(End of chapter)