The gun is like a dragon, and the shield is like a screen.

Zhao Wenliang was guarded by two personal guards, one step at a time, one step at a time, three kills, the hot blood rushed to his face, and he had the action of sticking out his tongue and licking and sucking for the first time.

In this battle, he fought not only for himself, but also for the entire family.

Father Zhao Chongtao is in Bianliang, although he has no worries about food and clothing, but the recent situation is very bad, it turns out that there is still the idle post of the general of the left guard, and he can easily get a fortune, but now he is dispatched to repair the river warehouse, and he is tired like a dog every day.

Father-in-law Meng Chang abandoned his home and ran away, trying to make a comeback, he was caught in the middle, in fact, it was difficult to be a man. The wife of the former princess washed her face with tears at every turn, and he didn't dare to go back to his home.

The situation is already like this, no matter how you think about it, it is a dead end, the father-in-law's side, there is no way to manage it, and the biological father's side, but there is still a chance to change his birth day, and what he needs to do is to make meritorious service, make great contributions, and make more great contributions, so that when it is critical, he can sell his face, ask for a favor, and have a political exchange, so as to take his father back to Yizhou.

"Kill ......"

"Kill ......"

"Kill ......"

The gun came out, the gun was closed, and another stream of blood spurted out like a spring.

The Qin army has attacked, and the Song army's offensive is more fierce than before, but the veterans all know that this is a return to the past, and after fighting the first group of dead soldiers who have no way to survive whether they advance or retreat, they can be slaughtered.

Dang Jin danced the tiger's head cloud head knife, each knife is a big chop, he is incomparable, a knife can even cut two enemies, the reason why he personally rushed forward, because he knows that there is still a glimmer of hope at the moment, his infantry formation is not chaotic, although the battle damage is numerous, but the number is roughly the same as the enemy, at the same time, he also knows that there is a new force in the camp, if the horse team that has been accumulating strength can rush out in time, only need to rush to the enemy position two back and forth, there is the possibility of counterpressing the past.

He shouted angrily and waved his knife, and the knife Taishan pressed to the top, and was forced to cut a big gap by it.

Since he had killed the enemy himself, he did not have room to look at the whole formation, but the guards who watched for him rushed forward and sent a message that made his eyes black: "The horsemen in the camp have moved, and it is the right flank ......"

Dangjin slashed out with a knife, letting out a wolf-like howl.

When Jia Yin controlled the horse and galloped, he took out a cotton towel from the horse bag, pushed it all the way from the tail of the lance to the head of the lance, and quickly wiped the lance full of blood twice, and then raised the lance again.

The fireworks beast gasped for breath, and was wet as if it had come out of the water, Rao was that it had rough skin and thick flesh, and it was full of brute strength, and it couldn't run anymore, and the fireworks beast was like this, and the other war horses were even more unbearable, at most, they could only hold on to half the incense time, and the soldiers on both sides would have to dismount and fight.

And after this war, most of these war horses will be abolished if they don't die.

Both sides had horses in their respective formations, but neither had time to go back and change them.

The formation that the two sides had managed to form with great difficulty, after three large-scale charges, dispersed again and fought separately.

Since you can't break down and can't get out, you should cherish every penny of horsepower.

Three charges, Jia Yin and Song Jiuzhong, who was the leader of the arrow, fought three times, and neither side could bear anyone, so they had to send their anger to other soldiers.

This leads the team to fight, and the single to single fighting will be very different, are all one blow, success or failure has no chance to make a second move, the horse is fast is on the one hand, more importantly, the stick and lance meet, the two on the one hand have to carry the internal strength to remove the strength of the arm, at the same time, but also to deal with more shouting attacking knives and guns.

Many years ago, Jiayin had compared Lin Renzhao to a big river, and Song Jiuzhong to a mountain, which was a peak that he had to climb on the way to martial arts.

At first, you chased me to catch up, if you used the method of fighting each other with wolves, the Qin army would have a slight advantage, but Jia Yin quickly dispelled this idea, and he wanted to have a good fight with Song Jiuzhong in a dignified manner.

Beat him up.

For Daqin, for himself, play a dignified and righteous spirit.

He has this idea, Song Jiuzhong's idea is stronger than him, and the battle situation is so far, and he still wants to turn the tables, hoping that it will be on this guy who has practiced boxing together.

Kill him.

The pseudo-Qin will lose the most critical backbone, and there is nothing to be afraid of.

But it was as it would have been.

The three encounters are very rare, but they are more difficult than fighting with 300 moves, because every time he makes a stick, he forces himself to use the most peak blow.

The same lance, Jiangnan Lin Huzi's lance is swift and unparalleled, and when fighting, it is more to play fast, dozens of moves in the blink of an eye, but the lance of this Jiahuzi is unmatched, and the lance can be used by him to play the taste of iron.

Song Jiuzhong is worthy of being a martial arts master-level figure, he basically guessed correctly, Jiayin's lance method was really kneaded by him into the master's iron intent, because the big river is still there, this is the deepest pain in his heart, first studied how to break the lance with a knife, and then studied how to break the lance with a lance, and I don't know how long he grinded with the spear, and finally started the association from the broken armor of the stealing teacher Yu Lin Renzhao, and took a path of clumsy and clever, and reduced ten meetings with one force.

The idea is very laid, very Jiayin, no matter how high your martial arts skills are, you are more than ten years older than me, if you can bend the lance to hurt me, I will shock you, and I am stronger than anyone.

In the three battles with Song Jiuzhong, Jia Yin was actually very satisfied with the results, at least he knew that he was on the right path.

At the moment, the team of people and horses are scattered, and there are only a dozen or so guards around both sides, and they can finally have a big fight, so although Jia Yin is tired, in addition to the fighting spirit in his eyes, there is also excitement.

The two riders accelerated almost at the same time, and the opposite side sprinted, speared out, and locked the stick......

This time, something will change.

Song Jiu was heavy on the intersection of sticks and lances, abandoning the stick in his right hand, and at the same time, the short sword in his left hand came out and stabbed at Jia Yin's waist viciously.

Jia Yin's hand felt empty, suddenly knew that it was not good, at the same time as the collapse of the Frisbee dragon stick, the body fell to the left, the lance rod was sideways, and then there was a heavy pressure on the right ribs, Jia Yin was afraid in his heart, the lance was rotated, and he made a collapse decision, feeling that he hit the opponent's body somewhere, and he didn't have time to look closely, the two horses had staggered, Jia Yin sat upright, and the lance flew and followed by the stabbing enemy cavalry spear, and then there was a hot pain under the ribs.

He knew that he was injured, but he didn't have time to bow his head, he didn't even dare to exhale the evil breath in his abdomen, he tried his best to suppress it, and the lance stirred like a dragon.

endured the pain and led the horse to circle back, but found that Song Jiuzhong had never looked back this time.

"Chasing ...... Song Jiuzhong was also injured and chased after him......"

……

After Liu Guangyi saw Song Jiuzhong, he couldn't help but recite Amitabha Buddha, and he took out the last five hundred horsemen in the camp, and finally made the right bet and received the official family.

"The official family will go first, and a certain person will come and break off."

Liu Guangyi rode his horse and speared, majestic and majestic, and under the glow of the big red general flag behind him, he was like a god of war.

Bai Xingba and Hei Ke, who led the pursuit of the troops, glanced at each other, and both sides invariably took a mouthful of thick phlegm, and then raised their hands and signaled to withdraw their troops.

Although the enemy's reinforcements were not many, only 500, they were strong with fatigue, and they were waiting to be sent to the head.

The sound of "Dangdangdang" finally sounded, and Dang Jin and Cui Yanjin in the distance glanced at each other, and they both saw the endless anger and sadness in each other's eyes.

Why is this happening?

Jia Yin pressed his ribs with one hand, lifted his armor with the other hand, breathed the fresh air freely, looked at the enemy infantry retreating like a tide in the distance, and the heroic posture of the friendly infantry rushing forward, looking at the dead bodies and broken limbs all over the grassland, the remnant flag hung low, the left side of the body, the undead war horse struggled helplessly, and the sound of sorrow, Jia Yin looked at it, watched, and there was a sense of powerlessness of prostration.

Chishan, who has also become a bloody man, held his arm with one hand, pointed to the sky with the other, and shouted "ho ho", Jia Yin raised his head slightly, but saw that in the blue sky, a snow-white feather was flying proudly.

He suddenly thought of Yizhou, thought of Qi Niang, thought of Baoyu and Xinyu, and as soon as his daughter's immature smile floated in his mind, Jia Yin felt that his body was like a magnet, and countless powers were surging towards him.

He tore off his cloak covered with blood and stopped his waist, "Brothers, change horses, and fight hard......"