"Yuan Fang, what do you think?"

In front of the north gate, Helian Juesheng asked Yinle Yuanfang.

"Intensify the attack, General Fu Xin, General Muzi, kill me back."

Yin Le Yuanfang gave an order, and two generals followed with horses, among which General Muzi's full name was Qi Qi Muzi, who was one of the successors of the Mu tribe to compete for the leader.

As soon as Yin Le Yuanfang walked like this, the pressure on the north gate was suddenly greatly reduced, but the other two gates were in danger, the city wall was already full of corpses, and the two armies were constantly fighting each other, but they were both lying together peacefully after death.

In the rear of the Di army, the four generals slaughtered on a large scale, which made the three princes bother to win over for the throne, and the strength of several people was definitely not ordinary.

Qian Jin holds the Yin and Yang double hammer stick, this weapon is like a stick like a hammer, sweeping the wind, fighting vertically, the soldiers come to sweep a piece, and in the future, the Yin and Yang double hammer sticks are turned into a disc, which is a Tai Chi pattern, blood is splashed, but it gives birth to a Buddha red lotus on the battlefield.

Yan Li made a three-thorn gilt boring, and when he danced, he could only hear the sound of "smack, smack".

Zhao Fenghou has an obsidian musket in his palm, left and right, no enemy will stop him, such as entering a no-man's land, obsidian musket, black is purgatory killing god, spraying fiery red is Di people's blood.

Dong Yun, wielding the god-killing hammer, whirring and slashing into a double circle, can make two thirty-seven pound double hammers, Dong Yun is also very burly, when he opens his eyes, he is angry, and when he opens his mouth, his fangs are bright red, as the saying goes, King Kong is angry, only kill but not cross, swing the double hammer, one hammer kills one, two hammers kill a pair.

Qian Cheng did not ride a horse, but mixed in the crowd, with the advantage of speed, assassination again and again, now in the big melee, Di people have no general leadership, everyone paid attention to the four generals, no one mixed in the crowd Qian Cheng.

Tutu Hetan walked out of the military tent and carried a horse chopping knife in his hand, not so much that Tutu Hetan was carrying a horse chopping knife, but that the horse chopping knife was a fierce beast, which was coiled on Tutu Hetan's arm, and the knife was cast with a bloody mouth and threaded dragon scales, which was called the devouring dragon.

The Emperor of Great Qi proclaimed himself the true dragon son of heaven, and the meaning of his sword devouring the dragon can be imagined, devouring the dragon is not slaying the dragon, slaying the dragon is just killing, and a devouring word is to swallow the territory of the Great Qi.

Tutu Hetan rode forward and attacked towards the nearest Yan Li, as soon as the evil qi was released, the people around Tutu Hetan were suppressed, and its evil qi was far from being comparable to Qiu Shuangliang and Helian Absolute Saint.

Seeing the danger approaching, Yan Li was taken aback, but he was also a general, so he would not do nothing, and the three-thorn gilt boring was blocked in front of his chest.

Tutu Hetan didn't care about this, the knife slashed horizontally, and directly knocked Yan Li off the horse, Tutu Hetan stepped forward again, and Yan Li summoned a gilded boring and stabbed towards Tutu Hetan.

In Tutu Hetan's eyes, Yan Li was just struggling to the death, and the knife was stretched horizontally, and the cold light was released.

"Sonorous."

Tutu Hetan rode by, and Yan Li was directly beheaded.

The other four generals watched Yan Li being killed, and they were shocked, their strength was almost the same as Yan Li, but Yan Li couldn't even hold out for a round in Tutu Hetan, how could this battle be fought?

Tutu Hetan stabbed into the back with a sharp sword, provoked it, and with a roar, the warriors on both sides suddenly stopped, the Di warriors were enthusiastic, and the warriors of Daqi were gloomy.

"The yellow sand and the north are rolling up the green mountains."

Suddenly, there was a man in front of the army, the horse's hooves were gentle, and the thousands of troops were in front of the formation, and they were leisurely and victorious.

"One step on the Great Wall for eight hundred miles, one mile of mountains and rivers for one mile, thousands of miles of northern border passes, two hundred miles, seal Ma Muhutian."

Tutu Hetan's eyes narrowed, looking at the comer, he didn't know the comer, but with this courage, this poem is extraordinary.

The person who came was the old general Shi An, who carried a big knife, the knife was shorter than the horse sword, but wider than it, and the weapons of Niu Man and Shi Xiaoshan were of the same type, and the name was Zhensha.

If Tutu Hetan's dragon devouring knife is a dragon slaying knife, then Shi An's suppression is a tiger killing knife.

Compared with Tutu Hetan's earth-shattering aura, Shi An is like an old scholar passing by on a donkey.

Suppress the evil, suppress the thousands of troops, suppress the gloom, and also calm your own heart.

"Who's coming?

Tutu Hetan retracted the Dragon Devouring Sword and asked.

"A person forgotten by history, I am not a contemporary of yours, what's the use of asking?"

Shi An replied. He was a general during the period of Emperor Xu Yizhen, and now that even Xu Diwei is dead, the gap between this era is even greater, not to mention.

"If you don't say it, don't blame no one for erecting a monument for you in the future."

Tutu Hetan stepped forward with a knife and struck head-on, Shi An pulled the reins in his hand, and the war horse followed, dodging Tutu Hetan's attack, and the counter-move in his hand was beaten, Tutu Hetan obliquely blocked the knife, and attacked again, Shi An was a block, and the block was blocked, but Shi An was no younger than Tutu Hetan, if he talked about the moves alone, Shi An would not lose Tutu Hetan, but his strength was not comparable to him when he was young.

The devouring dragon pressed the suppression and hit Shi An, Shi An pushed the devouring dragon back, gasped for a few breaths, and swam away.

The four generals looked stupid directly, they didn't find Shi An's name when they saw Shi An in the Beilin Mountains, they just thought that he was a robber in the deep mountains, but he didn't want to be inseparable from Tutu Hetan, and now he was at a disadvantage just because of old age and weakness, if he was young, he was afraid that he would be able to be on par with Tutu Hetan.

Of course, this is also what they think too much, if there is no accumulation of time to make Shi An's knife skills more and more perfect, how can they hold Tutu Hetan, if they change to Shi Anlai when they were young, they can only block Tutu Hetan's thirty moves, Tutu Hetan is so powerful, otherwise he will never be worshiped as a god to descend into the world.

"Big brother, it's up to you."

Qian Jin didn't know who shouted, but Qian Cheng knew that he was shouting from himself.

Qian Cheng is already good at sneak attacks and assassinations, if he bluntly helps Shi An, won't he be exposed, as long as Qian Cheng makes a move, it will be exposed sooner or later, but at least he has to wait for the first blow before saying these words.

"Kill!"

Taking advantage of the fact that General Di Ren failed to return to the defense, and while Tutu Hetan was dragged, Zhao Fenghou seized the opportunity and gave an order, and the two armies fought again.

This time, the soldiers of Daqi killed even more frantically, and the blood stained the earth red, some of them were Di people, and some of them were of Daqi soldiers.

Suddenly, several hurried horses' hooves sounded, and another burst of killing aura stirred up, Yin Le Yuanfang, and brought people back to kill.

When Tutu Hetan came out of the battle, one move boosted the army's might, and the other defeated the enemy's heart, and now Yinle Yuanfang attacked, so it was naturally the same.

Among the three generals, Qian Jin was the most murderous, and he also became the target of Yin Le Yuanfang's attack.

Yin Le Yuanfang stepped on the horse and got up, broke the army sword and pointed at Qian Jin's heart, Qian Jin was in a hurry, and the long stick in his hand threw it towards Yin Le Yuanfang, the stick hurt the bones, and the hammer hurt the organs, if he was hit by this blow, no matter how strong he was Yin Le Yuanfang, it was just flesh and blood.

Yin Le Yuanfang's sword move changed, and the tip of the sword was like an oleander blooming one by one, although the sword flower was beautiful, it was highly poisonous.