As the announcements came, Azoor's expression became more and more ugly.

"Are you kidding me?"

"Twenty! Just twenty people broke into my Nanqiang army of 120,000 alone, and they were slaughtered by 500 Nanqiang warriors? ”

Azoor's eyes widened in anger.

Not only were the Nanqiang soldiers dumbfounded, but even Yun Zheng looked incredible.

Really? Twenty people are so brave in battle? Are you sure it's my big merchant cavalry? Didn't you read it wrong?

"The king of the Great Shang Zhongling is here, and the barbarians are killed!"

A loud shout suddenly came like thunder, and Yun Zheng's body trembled, even more incredible.

King Zhongling? Third brother?

……

At this time, in the array.

Yun Yi looked in the direction of Nanqiang Shuaiqi, and couldn't help but feel anxious.

He knew that the imperial brother was surrounded by them and was in danger at any time.

He held the Fang Tian Painting Halberd, like a god of death from hell, and every time he waved the weapon in his hand, he could take away a large piece like cutting wheat.

Yanyun's eighteen cavalry also showed no weakness, they formed a battle formation, and the guns in their hands were killed, and with a sharp momentum, the Nanqiang army tore a gap.

"Three hundred meters, three hundred meters away!"

"Chitu, hurry up!"

With a flick of the reins in his hand, the speed increased again.

At this time, because of Yun Yi's killing, the Nanqiang soldiers had been frightened by them, and they didn't dare to step forward for a while.

As a result, there was no one within a radius of ten meters centered on Yun Yi.

When Azoor's younger brother Azhumu saw this scene, his heart was immediately furious.

He roared:

"Shoot him! Shoot me arrows and shoot them! ”

"No way!"

Azor stopped him.

"Now that archery will be injured by mistake, can't my 100,000 army of Nanqiang still be able to defeat only 20 people?"

"Go out alone, personally lead the troops, and kill them!"

"Yes!"

A centurion took the order and rushed in the direction of Yun Yi with his men.

At this time, Yun Yi's clothes and armor had been stained red with blood, and the strong smell of blood made him squint.

And Yan Yun's eighteen horsemen, because of the battle, became excited at this time, staring at the enemy army one by one, with a bloodthirsty light in their eyes.

"Capture the thief and capture the king first, if you want to solve this battle, kill the enemy commander first!"

Yun Yi knew that even if his twenty people were strong, they would not be able to fight more than 100,000 people.

I also know that my move is really a bit reckless.

Therefore, he can only try to find a way out of the game on the premise of saving Yun Zheng.

"Your Highness, look!"

At this time, Yan Yi's eyes froze, pointing in the direction of the middle.

In the sea of people, Shang Wang Yunzheng was covered in blood, he held the spear tightly, and looked very weak.

"Rush me!"

Yun Yi's momentum was upright, his subordinates no longer kept their hands at all, and used stunts, and the hundreds of catties of Fang Tian's painting halberd were like nothing in his hands, easily harvesting the heads of the Nanqiang soldiers.

"Oh my God! He's not human at all! He's a god of killing sent from heaven! ”

"Run! He's the devil, he's not human......"

A soldier turned and retreated, terrified of Yun Yi to the extreme.

Swish!

Suddenly, there was a flash of cold light, and the centurion appeared and slashed him with a sword.

"Those who disturb the morale of the army, slash!"

"But only nineteen merchant soldiers, if our tens of thousands of troops in Nanqiang are killed by more than a dozen people, then there is no need to go back, all of them will be self-defeating!"

"I tell you, if anyone retreats, cut ......"

At this time, a cold light flashed, and a spear from the sky was directly inserted into the centurion Heavenly Spirit Cover, directly killing him on the horse.

It was Yun Yi, who saw that someone was boosting morale, and immediately grabbed a soldier's spear and threw it out.

"Let the reputation of Yanyun's eighteen horsemen resound throughout the southern realm!"

"Kill!"

Yun Yi was the first to rush out, followed by Yan Yun Eighteen Horsemen.

Nineteen people became more and more brave in the battle array.

Seeing this scene, Azhumu was furious and galloped over.

"Let Ben meet you in the future!"

Behind him, Azor saw Azhumu ride away, and a trace of worry flashed in his eyes.

Yun Yi's god-like figure really scared him.

The Fang Tian painting halberd that was constantly waving in his hand was like the scythe of death, and it was like the peerless god of war.

When he stared at the figure, suddenly, he could even feel a murderous aura sliding on his neck.

"How many casualties are there now?"

"Back to Dashuai, there are already 1,500 people!"

"Damn it!"

Azor cursed, and rode forward with his weapon in hand.

He was a little worried about Ah Zhuomu, so he was going to go up together to meet Yunyi.

On the other side, when Yun Yi saw the Nanqiang generals attacking him, the corners of his mouth showed disdain.

He has seen the attributes of this person, and his strength is only in his nineties, although he is also a first-class general, but that's it.

For Yun Yi, this kind of person is really not his enemy.

"Merchant thief, suffer death!"

Azhuomu galloped on his horse, holding two big knives in his hands, and slashed towards Yun Yi.

"I can't help myself!"

Yun Yi sneered, knowing that this person had overestimated his strength.

Do you really think your Lu Bu inheritance is a joke?

He rode his horse to follow, and Fang Tian's halberd swung out.

"Hmph, damn merchant thief, with your three-plate axe kung fu, you will also beat the soldiers!"

"By the way, boy, you haven't grown your hair yet, have you? Hahaha! ”

Ah Zhuomu sneered in his mouth, holding a big knife in his hand, to receive Yun Yi's blow.

"Azhumu, be careful!"

Azoor, who came from afar, saw Fang Tian's halberd attack, and his face suddenly changed.

It's a pity that when he reminded him, it was already too late, and Yun Yi's Fang Tian painting halberd smashed on Ah Zhuomu's chest with a bang.

"Poof!"

Azhumu's eyes widened, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood and flew backwards, falling into the galloping herd.

"Azhumu!"

Azor's eyes cracked, desperate to save Azomu.

But Azhumu has been knocked away, how can he be so easy to be saved?

By the time he arrived, Azhumu had been trampled by the galloping horses.

A Zhuomu, a well-known general of Nanqiang, died under Yun Yi's move.

"Azhumu!"

Azoor's eyes widened, and his brain roared.

He looked at Yun Yi fiercely and roared.

"I want you dead!"

Yun Yi smiled indifferently and made an international gesture.

"Come with me and destroy them!"

Led by Azoor, the soldiers gradually gathered and rushed towards Yun Yi and the others without their lives.

Yun Yi's pace towards Yun Zheng was instantly blocked, so a new round of harvesting began.

On the other side, Yun Zheng saw Yun Yi's figure, his eyes glazed.

Then, when he saw all the soldiers rushing towards Yun Yi like a tide, he suddenly roared:

"Third brother, go quickly, leave me alone!"

The army of 50,000 was destroyed in one fell swoop, and his legs were no longer numerous, Yun Zheng now had the will to die, but he didn't want Yun Yi to have an accident because of himself.

"No, Brother Huang, I will bring you back alive today!"

Yun Zheng shook his head, his tone unquestionable.

Although he came through time, he had already merged with the memories of his predecessor.

If you can't bring Yun Zheng back today, I'm afraid this matter will become a heart disease for the rest of my life.