Wei Ran and Zhao Si were dressed in iron armor and followed behind Chen Cheng. They had long found out that when they were with Chen Cheng, they never rushed to the time when they were tired, and even if they were hit, the damage they received was far less than usual. Moreover, after the injury, it heals quickly. If it is a flesh wound that is not serious, it can basically heal in one night.

They had talked about it in private, wondering if Chen Cheng knew immortal magic, or witchcraft or something, anyway, it was not something that a normal person should have. But whether it was immortal magic or demon magic, when they followed behind Chen Cheng, they became more and more brave and fearless. Not only them, but also the soldiers who were on the road together.

A procession of seven or eight hundred men marched through the field, and soon attracted the attention of the Wuhuan people. They were first surprised, then loudly laughed at these mud monkey-like enemies. Amid the laughter of the enemy, Chen Cheng led his men to rush to within thirty paces of the camp, he first threw out two javelins, and then picked up a big axe and rushed forward.

He had already discovered that although the sword and shield could effectively protect himself, they could not exert his full combat power. It was now after the rain, and the power of his bow and arrows had been greatly reduced, so he abandoned his shield, and with his hand in his hand he rushed to the gate, where he struck down with an axe.

The Wuhuan people in the camp were still laughing at the enemy, first dozens of people were knocked down by a burst of javelin spears, and then the gate was also smashed. The Wuhuan people were in an uproar, picked up all kinds of weapons and rushed towards the gate. The axe in Chen Cheng's hand is long-handled, weighing twenty or thirty catties, and if an axe is chopped down, even the weapon and the person will be split in half.

He swung his axe like a windmill and killed more than twenty people in succession. Although he was wearing two armors and carrying a weight of sixty pounds, he still moved like the wind, and there was no sign of exhaustion. The surrounding Wuhuan people were slaughtered to the face of dirt, and suddenly someone shouted something, and then similar shouts rang out from all over the camp.

Chen Cheng saw the enemy screaming wildly while fleeing, and there was another word repeatedly, he couldn't help but wonder in his heart, when he shouted the name of God, shouldn't he bravely rush forward and blow himself up? Why are these Hu people running around with their hands and feet?

Seeing the enemy scattering and fleeing, he turned his head and asked Ding Yuan, who was following behind him with armor and soldiers, and said, "What are they shouting?" ”

Ding Yuan's face was complicated, and he said respectfully: "They are talking about General Shenweitian!" ”

"Huh? What do you mean? ”

"It's the honorific title given to you by those Hu people, and they shouted that General Shenweitian is coming, everyone flee quickly."

"Hahaha," Chen Cheng laughed loudly and said, "These people can be regarded as knowledgeable!" ”

He raised his axe and roared, "I am Chen Cheng, who dares to come and fight me to the death?" ”

The roar was like thunder, and the sound shook the wilderness.

However, no one answered him, and the Wuhuan people who had their backs to him ran faster. So he was not polite, and after leading people to kill through the camp, he marched towards the second camp. The Hu people in the second camp were ready, and many soldiers were pale with swords, guns, swords, and halberds blocking the door, looking quite impenetrable.

When Chen Cheng came to the gate of the camp, a dense array of throwing spears, flying axes, and bows and arrows were thrown out. He turned the axe sideways, covered his face with the face of the axe, and slammed it into it. The arrows are soft, but the threat of throwing spears and axes is greater. He took a few blows on his body, and he was like nothing happened.

"Boom!"

It was as if an elephant had hit the door, and the thick wooden door immediately recessed inward. The wood stubble splashed, and the few Hu people who were huddled behind were shocked, and then fell softly. Others were hit by wooden thorns and fell screaming with their heads and faces in their hands.

The Hu people behind the door stepped back in unison, leaving a semi-circular clearing.

"Bang!"

The gate was slammed again, and everyone in the camp was heartbroken, and their hands and feet were weak.

"Bang!"

After another impact, the door shattered, Chen Cheng bent down and got into the hole, looked left and right, and roared again: "I am Chen Cheng, who dares to fight with me?" ”

The surrounding Hu people are all covetous. Behind the crowd, he shouted, "Give it to me, and whoever kills him will be rewarded with a thousand sheep!" ”

There must be brave men under the heavy reward, but these people have already seen Chen Cheng's unparalleled force, although they are eager to try, they are still a little hesitant. Chen Cheng wanted to look behind the crowd, and saw that Qiu Liju was not majestic in gold and silver, and knew that this was a noble person among the Hu people, he showed Bai Sensen's teeth, pointed at the other party and shouted: "Do you dare to fight with me?" ”

Qiu Liju trembled, didn't dare to look at him, and hid his face and retreated. Chen Cheng was about to catch up, when suddenly an arrow shot from the tent on the side. This arrow was fierce and the angle was tricky, Chen Cheng couldn't react in time, and shot it in the ribs. was shot through the heavy iron armor by an arrow, and the arrow returned three points into the flesh. The pain made him angry, and he spun around quickly, then ran wildly in the direction the arrow had come from.

In the tent, the condor archer had just pulled the bowstring again when he saw Chen Cheng rushing over. His heart struck, and he shot the arrow before the bow was full. Chen Cheng knocked the arrow away, and raised the axe with a cruel smile. The Condor Archer cried out in despair, watching the bright light flash before his eyes. A large axe slashed him off and cut him in half.

The tent collapsed, Chen Cheng picked up the iron-tired bow on the ground, and then pulled out the arrow under his ribs with his backhand and shot it towards the crowd. The power of the five-stone iron-tired bow is extraordinary, and its strength is comparable to that of a strong crossbow. No sooner had the bowstring vibrated than a scream rang out from behind the crowd.

In the distance, Qiu Liju was shot through the shoulder by an arrow and fell to the ground. The soldiers hurriedly rushed out and helped him escape.

Seeing that Chen Cheng was injured, the pikemen who were still hesitant rushed forward shouting. Chen Cheng swung his axe, and the spears were all shattered. He ignored the stabbing slash in the back and rushed into the crowd, one axe at a time.

The bloody and brutal killings lasted only a short time. I don't know when, and I don't know who started to run away first, maybe it was when Wei Ran and the others rushed in. After a while, the Hu people in the camp fled in all directions, snatched the horses and began to gallop into the field. Chen Cheng laughed wildly, and the pain under his ribs seemed to make his strength stronger.

He didn't care about the Hu people who fled, and continued to advance with his people, breaking through five camps one after another. The forty soldiers under his command were fine, and they followed behind the vanguard officer, slashing and killing some of the fish that had slipped through the net, and the excitement became more and more violent. Tian Yubu in the back couldn't say what he was suffering for, they didn't enjoy the BUFF of "unlimited physical strength", they rushed to kill more than ten miles in the mud, and the mud on their bodies was at least four or five catties, and they were already tired.

But seeing that the comrades in front of them were still moving forward, they could only grit their teeth and keep up.

The Han army did not kill many enemies, except for the first two camps, where a few hundred people were hacked to death, and there was basically no fighting in the back. Before they could rush in, the men inside had fled into the wilderness on horseback. Chen Cheng did not hesitate, shouting "Who dares to fight with me", while sudden.

By the time he reached the river, he had already separated himself from the friendly forces behind him for a long time. Although Wei Ran and Zhao Si enjoyed the benefits of never exhausting their physical strength in his team sequence, they did not have the same speed as him, and they were wearing dozens of catties of iron armor, and they couldn't get up fast in the mud.

Four or five thousand Hu men crowded by the river, and their horses ran around in the mud. Before, they found that the horses could not run in the mud, so they dismounted and ran frantically towards the pontoon. Because of the rain, the water level of the river rose sharply, and the pontoon bridge made of sheepskin rafts was much looser, and so many people crowded up it, and soon the pontoon bridge shook.

In the exclamation of countless people, the pontoon bridge shook more and more, and when the shaking reached a peak, the rope suddenly broke.

Hundreds of people screamed and fell into the river, shouting for help, but no one heeded. When the Hu people by the river saw that the pontoon bridge was broken, they couldn't help but cry bitterly. Thousands of people cried out together, and the sound shook so much that the river reverberate. This kind of situation where countless people cry together seems familiar, which made Chen Cheng wake up from the frenzy of killing.

He looked back at the friendly forces that were struggling to get over, and then at the enemies fleeing along the river. The numerical gap between the two sides has not been reversed, and it is not yet time to show mercy. Only the strong have the qualifications to speak benevolence and righteousness, and the fish on the chopping board can only be accepted by the contrary.

So he let go of the slightest unbearability in his heart, and continued to charge forward with a big axe. Seeing that they couldn't escape, these Hu people who were cornered were instead stimulated with ferocity, and hundreds of people reflexively killed Chen Cheng. Chen Cheng picked up the axe and greeted it, aiming at the person in front and making a move to split Huashan.

The first Hu people were the warriors of the clan and had always been known for their strength. A knife came head-on, and the wind was blowing, but Chen Cheng raised the axe and cut it regardless of it. The axe came first, smashing the head of the Hu man, and the red and white splattered out. Seeing him so ferocious, the people behind him hesitated, but Chen Cheng rushed forward and cut down more than a dozen people one after another.

The remaining enemies immediately threw away their blades and began to run wildly.

As the warriors stepped forward to slay the dragon, the cries of the Hu people stopped, and they watched the battle by the river with hope. But hope soon turned to despair. Many people didn't care about the rapids of the river, jumped into it with a "poof", and were immediately swept away by the river.

Others were running in all directions. It doesn't matter if you can't outrun the dreaded dragon, as long as you can outrun your companions on the side.

Under Guanzi City, when the rebels and the soldiers of Gongsun Zhan finally collided, a bloody white-knuckle battle began. Both sides are the same equipment, the same formation, and even the same number of people. Zhang Chun was unwilling to let go of all the troops in his hands, and he couldn't do that. The rebel army composed of these Han people is the backbone of his command, if it is exhausted, what else will he do with Marshal Wuhuan?

The battle was bloody and brutal, with the infantry rolling in the mud and fighting like wild beasts were biting each other. Blood gushed out of his body, making the ground even thicker. The drums sounded, and dozens of Zhao Yun's Han cavalry rushed out and launched a flank attack on the chaotic battlefield.

Although the ground was inconvenient for movement, the White Horse Yicong had amazing combat effectiveness, and he was scattered in a strict manner, and soon killed and wounded many rebels. Seeing that the casualties were expanding dramatically, Zhang Chunyi gritted his teeth and was about to send another army, but saw that the headquarters of Gongsun Zhan's army suddenly began to move to the east.

He was stunned for a moment, what kind of operation is this? Immediately, he came to his senses, Gongsun Zhan regarded the two thousand foot soldiers in front of him as an outcast! He's on the run!

Zhang Chun was pleasantly surprised, but there was an earth-shattering cry behind him. He couldn't help but look back, and saw a strong general with a long-handled battle axe, chasing thousands of Hu people by the river.

He couldn't believe his eyes, there was such a brave person in the world? No, is Chen Cheng's guy so brave?

Because of the blood and mud covered in blood, he didn't recognize Chen Cheng, but it didn't prevent him from guessing. A warrior is not a cabbage in the field, and it is not something that can be grown casually. Then, he was faced with a difficult choice. Did he step forward and chop up Gongsun Zhan, or did he turn around and slaughter Chen Cheng?

Charge or turn, that's the question.