With a snort, the five trapped soldiers who had been prepared for a long time suddenly accelerated, with Lu Zhishen as the center, lined up in a small triangular formation, and crossed Xu Shiyang to launch a counter-charge against the Tartars.

The Tartar officers on the opposite side were also experienced in a hundred battles, and when they saw the enemy rushing over, Shuhu Gao Qi calmly shouted: "Shoot arrows!" ”

The Tartars immediately stopped and stood in the burning pyre to shoot at the trappers!

It's just that they rushed down in too haste, only five men carried bows with them, and there were few arrows, each of them could only shoot once, and some of them threw two throwing axes to strengthen their firepower.

Two of the trapped soldiers were hit, and they fell to the ground with a muffled snort, but the remaining three did not slow down, Lu Zhishen waved a heavy Zen staff and swept it in front of him, and three heads exploded into rotten watermelons in an instant!

"Come on!"

Lu Zhishen didn't entangle with the Tartar archers, according to the original tactical plan, he roared angrily and rushed straight to Gao Qi, the magic tiger who was a little further back!

Behind the selection of the front soldiers, the five traps formed the same triangular attack formation with Xie Bao as the center, and then rushed to the front of the Tartar archers.

There was only a bow and arrow in his hand, and the tartar who had no time to change the blade was swept away, and only a tenacious guy, after being slashed by the waist knife, gritted his teeth and held a sharp light arrow and stabbed the shoulder of the selected soldier!

Looking at Lu Zhishen, who was pressed over like a mountain, Gao Qi, the Shuhu who only had a light waist knife in his hand, gritted his teeth and said to Wan Yanxi:

"You go kill that leader of the Southern Barbarians! I'll deal with this! ”

As soon as the words fell, Gao Qi, a skilled tiger who had experienced a hundred battles, felt the cold wind blowing in his ears, and he jumped to the side with agility, dodging the first direct blow of Lu Zhishen's shovel-shaped cane.

Then his waist knife swept up along the iron battle, reaching straight into Lu Zhishen's hands.

The two played table tennis over there, and the other Tartars also collided with the follow-up Xuanfeng.

In an instant, a crisp sound of blade clashing sounded at the confrontation, and the roars of soldiers on both sides came and went, and more than a dozen shadows twisted like demons under the illumination of the firelight.

Wan Yanxi, who is also a veteran soldier, immediately understood the situation, knowing that now is the critical moment of life and death, and he can't hesitate at all, the only way to survive is whether he can kill all these attackers in front of him.

Therefore, this Jurchen shouted fiercely, and led a few officers who had not fallen into the melee to bypass the small battlefield and pounced on Xu Shiyang and the others at the back of the team.

Xu Shiyang stood not far away and waited for Yan Xi with a smile.

When the distance between the two sides was less than five steps, he suddenly drew a second pistol from his waist, and at the same time pulled the hammer and aimed it at the tartar and pulled the trigger!

With a gunshot, Wan Yanxi subconsciously lowered his body to avoid the fatal blow, but the other Tartar who followed behind him was caught off guard and was hit by a 15mm lead bullet in the door, half of the Tartar's head took off instantly, and the Tianling Gai flew straight out for nearly ten meters!

After completing a kill, Xu Shiyang threw the pistol casually, pulled out the tiger cut with his right hand, and stepped forward to aim at Yan Xi's head and slash down.

As soon as Wan Yanxi, who was lucky enough to avoid the fatal blow, raised his head, he saw that a cold light was already close in front of him, and the old hunter who grew up between the white mountains and black waters of the Tartar knew that he was invincible, and gritted his teeth and dodged to the side.

The sharp tiger cut slashed directly at Wan Yanxi's shoulder, "Ah! Tartar let out a terrible scream, and his entire left arm was completely removed by Xu Shiyang!

Xu Shiyang, who had achieved a huge advantage, was unceremonious, wielding a Japanese knife to cut and chase horizontally, and after finishing Yan Xi's trapped beast, he gritted his teeth and blocked with his waist knife.

When there was a crisp sound, the killing blow was actually blocked, but Xu Shiyang was not discouraged, wielding a sword and just chasing and killing, this time he held it with both hands, full of force, but it was actually blocked by Wan Yanxi again!

In the fierce blade collision, the blades of both sides hit a few gaps, and both of them were howling desperately, fighting with all their strength, then Wan Yan Xi could still stalemate with Xu Shiyang even after losing an arm!

However, at this time, Xu Shiyang's victory was decided.

The other two people who rushed over with Wan Yanxi were resisted by five divine soldiers with bayonets, and the small formation of five people stabbed straight at the upper, middle and lower three roads at the same time, one of them was instantly stabbed down, and the other could only wave his waist knife indiscriminately to block.

The last Tartar who rushed to the front was blocked by Ganxiong, and the two sides fought inextricably and were inseparable.

Wan Yanxi's subordinates have either been killed or blocked, he can only drag the seriously injured body and fight with the tall Xu Shiyang, if there is no one to support, even if he can block Xu Shiyang's attack every time, the huge wound on his left arm can also make him bleed to death.

Of course, he has no chance of bleeding to death, and there is one person on Xu Shiyang's side who has no opponent, and that is Zhao Lin.

This medical soldier, who has been on the battlefield several times and killed many people, calmly touched Wan Yanxi's back, held the barrel of the gun with both hands, held the short gun upside down, and waved the butt of the gun with all his strength without saying a word, and knocked it heavily on the back of Wan Yanxi's head.

At this point, Wan Yanxi's resistance was completely over, and after this heavy blow, his head, which was already confused by blood loss, was instantly broken, and his fierce pupils turned upward, completely losing his lustre.

Xu Shiyang took a step forward and slashed down again with a knife in both hands, Wan Yanxi's bald head flew into the air, and a spring of blood erupted from the section of his neck.

"Kill the Tartars!"

Xu Shiyang looked up to the sky and roared, at this moment, in these days in Jiangnan, being looked down upon, secretly ridiculed, pulling the white eyes of investment everywhere and seeing the depression of the miserable life of the homeless people instantly soothed most of it.

Everything he endured, this moment seemed to have paid off.

Killing Tartars seems to have become a special medicine for Xu Shiyang to relieve depression.

At this time, the battle on the other side has also come to an end.

Relying on his incredible skills, Shuhu Gao Qi actually forced Lu Zhishen to give up the heavy Zen staff with a light waist knife!

But that's the end of it, when both sides were empty-handed, Lu Zhishen became more ferocious by three points, the strong flower monk roared, stretched out his long arms, grabbed the collar of the magic tiger Gao Qi, and directly lifted him up and poured him on the ground!

In an instant, Tartar Meng'an felt that his internal organs were all out of place, but this was not over, Lu Zhishen took a step forward, straddled the body of Shuhu Gao Qi, waved a pair of fists with a sand bowl, and slammed into the other party's face!

At first, Shuhu Gao Qi could still block two times with his arm, but after a short period of time, he completely lost his ability to resist, his whole body was paralyzed, and a muffled moan came out of his mouth, allowing the other party to smash his flesh and blood into a blur.

At this point, the battle was basically over, and the last Tartar who resisted was hit by the bayonet of the Divine Soldier and fell to the ground screaming.

The ground was littered with corpses, and only Xu Shiyang and his subordinates were left standing.

Xu Shiyang walked up to Lu Zhishen, who was still beating the martial tiger Gao Qi, and gently pushed him:

"Alright, stop fighting, he's dead."

Lu Zhishen stopped at this time, the great monk exhaled heavily, stood up from the tartar and said, "It's really fun to fight the tartar!" ”

"I agree with that."

Xu Shiyang smiled and waved his hand, and immediately someone stepped forward and cut off the bloody head of the magic tiger Gao Qi.

"Pile up all the Tartar corpses and build a Jingguan in front of the Duting Station!"

Xu Shiyang smiled:

"Brothers, pack up when you go back, let's go home early!"

"Wan Sheng!"

The earth-shattering cheers rang out instantly.