The spear-wielding pseudo-Qi army armor soldier continued to press up, and the spear stabbed fiercely. The fallen shield-bearer and the guard, who had lost their spear, pounced on them to protect the house.

The spear stabbed into their bodies fiercely, and the two guards grabbed the spear and fought desperately with the pseudo-Qi armor warrior, while turning back to the ground and shouting, "The master of the house, go away!" "

After the array, a little general waved his bloody left hand and shouted in the direction where Fang Wenchong was: "Retreat to the rear army!" I want to watch Duan Jieshuai avenge the brothers of Ying Tianjun with his own eyes! "

Fang Wenchong looked up and saw two guards in front of him with flesh and blood, spears had pierced into their lower abdomen, and their intestines had overflowed from the wounds. The two guards were unconscious, staring at the pseudo-Qi armor warrior for the blade.

Fang Wenchong glanced at the few children around him, looked up to the sky and laughed, did not retreat but advanced, and pulled out his knife and stepped forward: "Kill!" "

The athletes around him also shouted: "Kill!" "

In the blink of an eye, the two sides collided again. Between the blades and ordnance flying, people kept falling.

Fang Wenchong slashed with a knife, but he blocked it for a pseudo-Qi Jiashi. This collision could not be endured anymore, and it was immediately broken into two. And Fang Wenchong was also bleeding from his mouth, and he couldn't hold it anymore.

Fang Wenchong has already fought softly, his mouth is salty and salty, and he has no strength to resist.

Around him, everyone was fighting to the death with their subconscious. There are only enemies in sight. There is really no half of jīng to take care of the fang culture. Anyway, it's all a death, and if you kill one more, you will earn one more.

A pseudo-Qi soldier slashed over, Fang Wenchong reluctantly took a step back, dodged the knife, but was tripped by the corpse under his feet and fell down immediately. The pseudo-Qi armor stepped forward, raised his knife and slashed, but a heavy axe crossed next to him, and the knife was blocked with a "dang" sound.

But it was a heavy general of the puppet Qi army who rushed over. This is a not small officer under Huang Chao's command, either the first or the second henchman, who knows the importance of Fang Wenchong, this kind of enemy guard, it is naturally better to be captured alive than dead, this officer is also full of blood, but he still remembers the above confession. With a roar, he stretched out his hand and was about to come over and grab Fang Wenzhong.

Fang Wenchong's eyes widened, he was not afraid of death at all, but he didn't want to fall into the hands of the puppet Qi rebels! Stretching out his hand and touching the ground, grasping half of the blade of the sword in his hand, holding it tightly, regardless of the blood flowing from the blade in his hand, he was about to poke it at his neck.

At this moment of lightning, there was a swishing sound that broke through the air. A spear flew as if it were slashing, slashing through the mouth of the pseudo-Qi officer, and then coming out of the back of his head.

Fang Wenchong was stunned for a moment, and then fell to his knees. It's just this crossbow arrow, this fierce general under Huang Chao. Immediately he died and could not die anymore. This is the third time that Fang Wenchong has picked up a xìng life.

Fang Wenchong grabbed the blade of the sword, compared it to his neck, and looked back in amazement. Not far behind him, a young knight galloped on a high-headed horse, holding a steel knife in his hand, and met Fang Wenchong's eyes, "Ancestor, you are a plank, you died so easily, how can you be worthy of my son-in-law under the command of Song Zhou?" ”

Needless to say, this person is Duan Mingyu.

Fang Wenchong suddenly felt tears flowing down his eyes: "Jie Shuai, the last general is incompetent, this battle is finally lost!"

"It's not easy to do this step with outnumbered, the man is a big man, if you lose, you will lose, what's the big deal, it's a big deal that we will come again next time!" Duan Mingyu shouted loudly.

It is really not easy for this new army to be able to fight with Huang Chao's division of a hundred battles to this extent.

At this time, a rumbling sound of horses' hooves came into everyone's ears, so people couldn't help but stiffen suddenly, stopped the movements in their hands, and looked into the distance.

I saw that a strong horse slowly appeared above the horizon, and the knights on the horse had a straight back, a murderous aura, and wet stains of blood.

"It's the hussars, it's our hussars who are coming, Songzhou Wansheng! Wansheng!! All the Ying Tian soldiers immediately cheered, and Duan Mingyu couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

He quickly turned around and glanced at the two guards behind him, both of whom looked nervous, and large beads of sweat rolled down their faces.

Duan Mingyu turned his head, took a deep breath, and suddenly shouted loudly: "Hussars, advance!" ”

For a while, the armor soldiers behind him hit the horses at the same time, and in the neighing of the war horses, everyone unsheathed their swords and guns and rushed straight towards the battlefield.

And almost at the same time, there was also a sharp order from the Huangchao camp on the opposite side: "Cut off Duan Mingyu's head!" It turned out to be the last hole card in Huang Chao's hand, and the Crane Army joined the battle group, and Lin Yan, the commander of the Crane Army, was at the forefront at this moment. The hundreds of horsemen behind Lin Yan also rode horses, galloping like thunder.

These two teams with a huge disparity in numbers, with Luo Hou and Lin Yan as the arrows, hedged the cavalry of the two sides in such a short distance in the sky, whoever has a higher horse will have a greater impulse, and will be able to take more advantage after the collision of the two armies. Luo Hou was originally worried that he was coming from afar, and his horsepower was not as good as Lin Yan's department, which was waiting for work.

Fortunately, the distance between the two armies was only 200 paces, and the hedging distance was short, so the loss was not large.

Duan Mingyu shouted loudly: "All the Ying Tian troops retreat to the side and retreat behind the hussars."

The dozens of guards behind him shouted together, and all the Yingtian soldiers quickly got rid of their opponents, and as soon as they retreated to the side, they saw the hussars and the Huangchao Puppet Qi Army Brigade fighting together.

At this time, the hussar army no longer spared horsepower, and one by one they stabbed the horse's belly to blood, squeezing out the last bit of horsepower, only hoping that their own horses would not lag behind their opponents too much, but what surprised Lin Yan and others was that the horses of Duan Mingyu's department on the opposite side seemed to be inferior to their own side.

Suddenly, everyone was in ecstasy, and most of them didn't even notice that the infantry army with armor and spears on both wings of the hussar army also showed modern military quality at this time, and they quickly lined up the array, and also started at the same time as their horse army, maintaining a strict formation, and pressed forward.

The neighing of the war horses, the sound of the collision of the blades of the two sides, and the screams of the soldiers falling off their horses suddenly resounded in the brightly lit battlefield in front of the old camp of the Chinese army of the Pseudo-Qi.

At this moment, the sky has already dawned, and the cold dew in the morning has risen, condensing on the iron armor of the knights of both sides who are fighting together, adding to the slightest cold atmosphere. Strictly speaking, both sides are incompletely equipped light horses, but at this time, they are using heavy horses, fighting together and colliding, where the two armies meet, dozens of war horses have already overturned.

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