These two people can only be regarded as third-rate masters if they are placed on the rivers and lakes, but the masters in the army are fundamentally different from most of the masters in the rivers and lakes.

The good players on the rivers and lakes are often full of strange tricks when they fight alone, but when they set foot on the battlefield of thousands of troops and horses, they can't control this kind of blood-pumping environment, and there are even those with weak mentality, just being shouted and killed by hundreds of people will be in chaos, and the ten layers of ability can only play four layers.

And a master like Liu Dexin, but he was born for war, he may not be the enemy of a second-rate master like Huang Luoxin in a single fight, but on the battlefield, he can inspire the soldiers around him with the heroic blood in his chest and abdomen, and he is also more and more brave the more he fights, the original ten-layer skills, but can be played to the fullest!

The two of them are fighting together at the moment, you come and go, and the axe and spear block are indistinguishable for a while.

However, the other White Lotus Sect rebels scrambled to retreat along the Songxi River like a flood at a receding tide!

Chen Jianhu was soaked in the icy river water with half of his body, and when he looked back, he saw that behind those vanguard cavalry, a large number of officers and soldiers gathered with torches, and the countless burning torches seemed to reflect the entire east bank of the Songxi River into daylight!

Chen Jianhu clearly knew that if he didn't organize the troops to break off at this moment, he was afraid that he would be chased by these officers and soldiers and be defeated all the way!

"King!" As soon as Chen Jianhu gritted his teeth, he raised his hand and climbed onto the shoulder of Ye Zongliu, who was only concerned about running away, and when the latter turned back impatiently, he opened his mouth and shouted sincerely: "Please also ask the king to give an order to let the 1,000 foot soldiers of the rear army assist General Wang to break the queen!" ”

At this moment, the shouting of killing was deafening, and there were even more drums of officers and soldiers behind him, where could Ye Zongliu hear Chen Jianhu's words clearly, or was it ...... He didn't want to listen to Chen Jianhu at all!

Ye Zongliu raised his hand, slammed it on Chen Jianhu's chest, pushed the latter and staggered, and scolded impatiently: "Get out!" ”

Chen Jianhu staggered back two steps and stood firm.

He opened his mouth, but he always looked at Ye Zongliu in front of him silently, with disappointment, loss, and more resentment in his eyes.

"It's all you!" Ye Zongliu was a little flustered by this person's cold gaze, so he waved his hand and scolded, turned around and pushed the soldiers in front of him forward again.

Chen Jianhu looked back again, as if he saw something, and his pupils shrank suddenly.

On the hill behind him, the firelight surrounded a scholar in a white robe, holding the square scarf above his head, who seemed to see himself in the chaotic crowd and grinned at himself.

That snow-white tooth...... Like a bloodthirsty demon.

It seemed that the river water that had submerged to his thighs was too cold, Chen Jianhu couldn't help but shiver, gritted his teeth, turned away, and stopped looking at him, but that figure was always engraved in his mind, lingering, and even the river water that had been dyed red under him couldn't wash it away......

Perhaps, only by defeating him, only by humiliating him, and only by separating his flesh and bones with a knife, can you completely clean the other party in your heart!

Right now, this team is the only chance to let yourself control the situation again!

No, we can't let this only hope be buried by Ye Zongliu!

Chen Jianhu closed his eyes fiercely, and immediately opened them again, the cold dagger had slipped from his sleeve and into his hand at some point......

Chen Xian's face was flushed by the torches around him, and he vaguely caught a glimpse of the scholar in the crowd after turning his head to see it, he hurriedly waved his hand and cried bitterly: "Hurry up, take the torch away, it's hot master!" ”

Then he suddenly raised his hand and pointed at the scholars in the crowd, and said in surprise: "Mr. Cang, come and take a look!" Our esteemed Mr. Chen Jianhu, it's time to do it! ”

As soon as Chen Xian's words fell, a silent man walked out behind him, the man was naked, and there was not a single hair on his head......

Chen Jianhu approached Ye Zongliu, and at this moment several of the latter's guards were struggling to push the slow-moving obstacles in front, trying to open a way for this famous king in the southeast to survive as soon as possible.

The people around were busy crossing the river, and no one was paying attention to them at the moment.

"Great King......" Chen Jianhu raised his left hand and gently put it on Ye Zongliu's shoulder, and his voice calling was gentle and sincere.

Ye Zongliu turned his face impatiently again, and before the rolling word in his mouth could be spoken, he only felt a sudden pain in the middle of his chest!

A red wisp of blood overflowed from Ye Zongliu's mouth in the next second.

"You ......" Ye Zongliu raised his hand, trying to strangle Chen Jianhu's neck, but the extra sharp knife in his heart at the moment had completely cut off his vitality, and that hand finally fell weakly.

Chen Jianhu quickly pulled out the dagger, and once again put it into the sleeve cage, he squinted his eyes and looked at Ye Zongliu in front of him with a purple complexion, his eyes were full of reluctance and disbelief, and his voice was soft like this spring night breeze: "King, you are too tired, let's go to Bliss and enjoy wealth early!" ”

"As for these officers and soldiers...... And the opponent called Chen Xingzhi, as well as your grand hegemony, let me complete it for you! ”

Ye Zongliu opened his mouth, but only more blood spilled out of his mouth, and he held it for a long time, as if he wanted to loudly remind the people around him to avenge himself, but Chen Jianhu suddenly raised his hand and covered his mouth.

"Woo-" The sound that Ye Zongliu made with the last strength of his life could only produce a slight vibration in Chen Jianhu's hand, which even made the latter's palm feel a little itchy......

So Chen Jianhu smiled, and then out of nowhere he found a feather arrow shot by officers and soldiers, his voice was warm like a master who was teaching and educating people: "King, you like acting so much, and you often perform thunder and rain in front of Wang Neng's mud legs, so ...... Today, let's do it again with a corpse, right? ”

As soon as the words fell, the feather arrow was slowly inserted by him into the trickling wound in the middle of Ye Zongliu's chest......

"Puff-" Ye Zongliu, who is famous, and even Lu Xiaochai, who is far away in Hangzhou, have heard of this fierce person, and the sound of the corpse falling into the water at this moment is no different from others.

Perhaps the biggest difference is that other corpses still have their eyes open because their lives are meaningless; And Ye Zongliu's corpse is still with its eyes open, because he can't be blinded......

"Oh no!" Chen Jian rushed forward two steps, caught up with the group of guards with their backs to him, and shouted in panic: "The king has been shot!" ”