Although Wang Junjie knew about the existence of the Great Banner Army, he was still shocked when he saw the scene in front of him.

Five hundred martial arts masters above the peak of the army, two hundred of them burst out at the same time with the unique power of the Tiger Realm, which can really be called a tiger swallowing thousands of miles.

Zhang Heng and Wang Bao rushed to the front, and the momentum on their bodies was also the most amazing. What's even more amazing is that the momentum of the two does not conflict, and they are skillfully fused together to form a powerful force.

In the face of such five hundred horsemen, Zhao Wenqi, as always, rode his horse and sword and met it fearlessly.

Zhang Heng and Wang Bao were already close to Zhao Wenqi, they were one left and one right, and at the same time handed out the cavalry spears in their hands, and at the same time, the knights of the Great Banner Army behind them scattered and went towards Zhao Wenqi from both wings.

At the moment when Zhao Wenqi took out his sword, the momentum on Zhang Heng and Wang Bao's bodies suddenly skyrocketed, and it actually made Zhao Wenqi's qi stagnant for a moment.

"Bell! Clang! ”

The two riding spears were blocked by Zhao Wenqi at the same time, and Zhang Heng and Wang Bao showed surprise in their eyes.

Zhao Wenqi swung two cavalry spears, and was about to draw his sword, when the iron cavalry of the banner army on both wings killed at the same time, and several spears stabbed straight at him.

Zhang Heng and Wang Bao exchanged glances, the former raised his spear and poked towards Zhao Wenqi's door, while the latter put away his gun and did not move, and the momentum on his body gradually disappeared.

Wang Bao's momentum disappeared, but the power on Zhang Heng's body soared, and the spear in his hand carried a fierce power that could only be possessed in the realm of potential.

Not to mention that the momentum of the two Tiger Mighty realms can be fused, and one of them can also forcibly exercise the means of entering and exiting the situation, which can't help but make Zhao Wenqi a little surprised.

But, that's just surprise.

Zhao Wenqi swung his long sword and directly slammed the shot that Zhang Heng stabbed.

"Bell!"

Zhang Heng's originally dark face turned red, and the gun in his hand became even more crooked.

"Poof!"

Behind Zhang Heng, Wang Bao spat blood from his mouth, and his face turned pale.

Zhao Wenqi, who split this shot, rushed directly into the middle of the two, and he did not shoot his sword at the two, but burst out with a strong sword intent on himself.

Zhang Heng and Wang Bao, the two masters at the pinnacle of the Tiger Power Realm, were directly blown away and flew out.

In the Song army's array, the sword aura was vertical and horizontal for a while. Everywhere Zhao Wenqi wenwent, the knights of the Great Banner Army were beaten by his powerful sword qi and vomited blood and fell from their horses.

Chen Xi's trump card, five hundred martial arts masters, failed to stop Zhao Wenqi one step.

Killed from the Great Banner Army, Zhao Wenqi pulled the reins, and the whole person stopped in place.

In front of him were more than 10,000 Great Song soldiers who rushed under the command of Wang Junjie, and behind him were the Great Banner Army with a look of indignation.

Zhao Wenqi raised his head and looked at the Song-character banner standing in the distance.

God, it should be there.

He raised the long sword in his hand and swung it behind him without looking back, and the more than ten knights of the Great Banner Army who rushed on their horses were killed by the sword qi.

He set off again, one person, one horse and one sword, and killed the Song army's 10,000-strong army in front of him.

……

"Dog, I heard that the Grandmaster realm is also called the enemy of ten thousand people?" At the rear of the battlefield, Guo Yu asked, "Could it be that when you reach the realm of the grandmaster, you can kill thousands of troops and horses alone?" ”

He had already led the Sancheng Army as the rear army this time, and Chen Xi deliberately arranged the position of the Sancheng Army to be particularly backward for Zhao Qingxuan's safety. Guo Yu is already far away from the center of the battlefield, and he can hardly even see the shadow of the Chinese army, let alone know the battle situation on the front line.

Bored for a while, he asked Chen Jianzhao to teach him the realm of martial arts, and as he spoke, he talked about the realm of a grandmaster that was rare in a hundred years.

Hearing Guo Yu's words, Chen Jianzhao shook his head: "How is it possible, one person kills 10,000 people or something, it's too outrageous." Don't say that 10,000 people are 10,000 pigs left in place for you to kill, and you can't kill them all. ”

He also explained: "It is true that the grandmaster is the enemy of ten thousand people, but I think it probably means that one person can be worth thousands of troops. The grandmaster is also a human being, and after his strength is exhausted, he is no different from ordinary people. ”

Guo Yu was not very satisfied with this answer, "This is too general. If the master of the situation rushes to the front during the battle and breaks the formation, its effect can also be said to be worth thousands of troops. According to you, what is the difference between a grandmaster and a leader? ”

Chen Jianzhao thought for a long time and said: "According to the records in the books left by the ancients, 'Those who have ten thousand enemies come and go freely in the ten thousand armies, and taking the head of the general is like taking something from a bag. This can't be done if you want to enter the realm of power. ”

Hosts come and go freely from it? Taking the head of the general is like probing the bag to take things?

As soon as the battle began, the master of the Grandmaster directly rushed into battle alone, picked off the head of the main general, and hit a hammer.

In today's Qi country, Zhao Wenqi, who is the number one in the world, is the grandmaster. If they meet in the future, one person and one horse will enter the Chinese army, wouldn't everything be over?

As if thinking that this kind of thing was too absurd, Guo Yu couldn't help but shake his head.

Thinking about it, I was too worried. Even though Zhao Wenqi has that strength, Song Jun is not jealous.

Not to mention that the combat power of the Great Song Jiashi is the best in Kyushu, there is still a great master in the Song army who is at the peak of the momentum, and there is only a line of difference between him and the Grandmaster Realm.

Even though Liu Xiaochen may not be Zhao Wenqi's opponent alone, he can always be dragged down.

As long as he dares to rush into battle, Liu Xiaochen will stop him at that time, and he and the dog will find an opportunity to shoot on the side, coupled with the siege of the Great Song Jiashi, it may not be impossible to leave this number one in the world.

Thinking of this, Guo Yu no longer bothered about the matter of the ten thousand enemies. He raised his head and looked ahead: "I don't know what the battle situation is on the front line, I think that with that old man here, the Zhenbei Army should have broken through the barrier." ”

He yawned a little boredly, fiddling with the general's order while waiting for the good news from the front.

……

Mei Zhisheng was covered in blood, holding Liu Xiaochen's long knife in his right hand, but his left arm was missing.

Perhaps seeing the opportunity to win, the Qi army in Tianwei Pass poured out.

At the beginning, there were only 300 of the 2,000 iron cavalry left, and the entire Zhenbei army together was less than 4,000.

Right now, they were surrounded by 10,000 Qi legions, and there was no way out.

However, they didn't care, from Mei Zhisheng to the last sergeants of the Zhenbei Army, no one thought of retreating.

……

His subordinates had already engaged the tens of thousands of Qi troops who rushed up, Wang Junjie looked at the invincible Qi army general with a three-pointed knife in front of him, and couldn't help but think of the middle-aged man in shabby cloth again.

Wang Junjie rode on the horse in despair, and he couldn't accept it.

Just now, Zhao Wenqi was surrounded by a team of 10,000 people under his command with one person and one sword.

Five hundred martial arts masters, two thousand Great Song Iron Cavalry, and ten thousand Great Song Armor Warriors couldn't stop a single person.

Nearly forty percent of the Great Banner Army was killed or wounded, and the two commanders, Zhang Heng and Wang Bao, and the two martial arts masters at the peak of Tiger Power were seriously injured and unconscious.

If the Qi army can rush here, then the Zhenbei army will definitely be more than lucky.

Facing tens of thousands of Qi soldiers with a rainbow of momentum, coupled with the shock brought to him by Zhao Wenqi, Wang Junjie's heart couldn't help but waver.

"General... Can this battle really be fought..."

……

He could already see the figures fighting in front of him, and Zhang Qingyu couldn't help but be overjoyed.

To his surprise, he thought that even if the battle at Tianwei Pass was not one-sided, it would definitely fall into a bitter battle. However, what he didn't expect was that the Qi army was not only on par with the Song army, but even seemed to have a faint tendency to suppress it.

"Song Jun is nothing more than that." Zhang Qingyu pursed his lips, "The clanging sound of cowhide blowing on weekdays is so unbearable to fight." ”

After that, he waved his hand and said loudly: "Taking advantage of the friendly forces fighting with the Song army, we attacked the flank of the Song army, and directly defeated the Song army in one go!" ”

With Zhang Qingyu's order, 5,000 light cavalry rushed out first, followed by 15,000 lightly armed sergeants. 20,000 Qi soldiers went to the Song army to kill.

……

"Report! Zhao Wenqi has broken through General Wang's headquarters and is heading for this place! ”

"Report! The Zhenbei Army has been besieged by enemy troops! ”

"Report! General Wang's headquarters has engaged the Qi army! ”

Chen Xi's heart was shocked, and before he could speak, another herald rushed in front of him.

"Report! There were Qi troops in the west, and the number was about 20,000. ”

"What?!" Chen Xi was shocked.

There was a sudden commotion from the armor in front of him, and a sword qi slashed into the air, and the herald in front of Chen Xi was directly cut in half.

Zhao Qingyu covered his mouth in surprise, and in his sight, a middle-aged man in tattered clothes came with a sword to kill.

The originally neat Great Song army formation was killed and scattered by him alone, and countless armor soldiers died under his sword qi.

Looking at the middle-aged man who was getting closer and closer to him, Chen Xi was stunned for a while.

"You're going to die in the army."

It turned out that the Zhao who the scholar said was not Zhao Qingxuan, but Zhao Wenqi.

Should I return it?

Chen Xi looked back, and the Songzi Wang Flag was beaten by the wind.

He smiled, pulled out the long sword at his waist, and pointed to the number one in the world who came from the sword.

Zhao Wenqi looked indifferently at the oncoming General Song Guoda, and waved the long sword in his hand.