Smoke billowed into the sky.

All over the battlefield, disgusting blood was sprinkled everywhere, and the land in all directions was filled with killing sounds and angry countenances that were enough to shatter people's lives.

Gongsun Zhan carried the army under his command and launched a new round of rampage against the Yuan army in front of him, who was trying to resist stubbornly.

They were murderous, like ruthless butchers, and all the soldiers of Yuan who appeared in front of them were killed.

They are cold, they are ruthless, and they kill without mercy.

The white horse Yi on the periphery wandered around, and as they pulled the bowstring from time to time, the rockets falling from the sky continued, and in the Yuan army camp, there were countless soldiers rushing out of the ignited tent.

Coupled with the soldiers under the command of Gongsun Zhan, the chaos caused by fighting everywhere.

The entire Yuan camp was filled with chaos, chaos, and all kinds of screams and wails.

In fact, the blazing tent is only a small part of the larger camp, after all, the range of bows and arrows is limited.

But chaos can cause pervasiveness.

Countless soldiers of Yuan, when they picked up their weapons and leather armor to meet the enemy in the chaos, they were not faced with Gongsun Zhan's soldiers, but with a collision of their own people without a clue.

Under the impact of shock after impact, chaos is spreading rapidly.

Gongsun Zhan led the army under his command and launched a fierce attack on the Yuan army, and it was the kind that was full of energy.

No temporary rest, no retreat, almost endless.

Attack, attack and attack.

This method of attack is too intense, too extreme.

Jiang Qi, the general of the Yuan army stationed here, although he was mentally prepared, he could only be pressed and beaten by Gongsun Zhan for a while.

"Woohoo!!"

The rain-like sharp arrows were like sharp wolf teeth, screaming into the chaotic military camp, and the soldiers of the Yuan army who could not dodge were nailed to the ground, blood splashed in the firelight, desperate screams, the muffled sound of arrows penetrating the flesh and the symphony of weapons and armor resounded into one piece, straight into the sky.

"Don't mess around! Don't mess around! ”

A junior colonel of Yuan Jun, under the cover of the shield, roared hoarsely, trying to use his composure to direct the panicked soldiers in the village to rush towards the gate of the village.

"Poof!"

Soon, however, a feathered arrow burst through the air, and with a dull sound of flesh and bones shattering, it pierced his skull cleanly.

"Poof!" Red blood mixed with milky white brains slowly trickled down from the shaft of the arrow, and Xiao Xiaoxiao's eyes still had a trace of incredulity, and the light that had flickered a moment ago quickly dimmed, and his body fell to the ground.

Rumble!

The burning Yuan camp exuded a strong fire.

It also made the armor on Gongsun Zhan's body shining gold, supporting him like a golden armor god general.

With his sword eyebrows upside down, he rode high on the handsome white horse, and an awe-inspiring killing intent erupted.

In an instant, the air around me seemed to freeze.

Behind him, a group of elite cavalry followed closely, and the horses under their crotches kept exhaling strong white gas as they ran, and the eyes of everyone who set it off were filled with the thick evil qi.

"Kill them all, I will break his Yuan Benchu's camp today and kill him until he is cold!" Gongsun Chan roared, inspiring the surging morale of the soldiers under his command.

"Kill!"

Accompanied by a strong shouting of killing, the knives, guns, and weapons of both sides were intertwined, and in just an instant, dozens or hundreds of people had been disemboweled, and blood flowed.

The soldiers of the two forces collided violently as if two huge torrents were slapping against each other.

The terrible screams and the sound of weapons intertwined, and where the two torrents met, it was like a huge meat grinder, stirring countless bodies together, turning up countless stumps and spraying thin blood mist, constantly devouring the soldiers who were struggling to kill.

The sound of the clashing of weapons shook the eardrums of every soldier.

The screams before they died beat the hearts of the soldiers fiercely.

Gongsun Zhan laughed, galloped on his horse, turned into an afterimage, and directly raised his head to the sky and let out a high-pitched angry howl, he waved his war spear, and rushed towards the Yuan army with his teeth and claws.

"Killing" Gongsun Zhan's spear shook, with the strength of a spiral, stabbing out like a sharp arrow.

In an instant, four or five Yuan soldiers were stabbed into a string of blood gourds.

Gongsun Chan's momentum continued unabated and continued to charge.

"Puff puff!"

"Click, click..."

The piercing sound of fractures sounded, and more than a dozen Yuan soldiers were knocked to the point that their bones and tendons were broken, and they flew out upside down one after another, and immediately opened a bloody path.

"Happy!" Gongsun Chan raised his head and roared, soaked with blood, like a demon king who had come out of hell.

Gongsun Zhan's whole body exploded, and the spear in his hand swung like a spiral, and wherever he passed, he was injured when he touched it, and he died when he touched it.

Like the autumn wind sweeping away the leaves, behind Gongsun Zhan, what was left behind was a bloody road of corpses and bones.

In such a moment, there were no less than 100 dead and wounded.

In an instant, a large area of Yuan soldiers around him was emptied.

Pointed out by the spear, Yuan Bing retreated again and again, and was terrified.

Gongsun Zhan, who had been killed, turned the horse's head and killed it again.

This time, all the Yuan soldiers were like ghosts, and no one dared to step forward to stop them, but they retreated in horror.

However, Yuan Bing was already crowded, and when he retreated like this, the formation was chaotic, people trampled on people, and fell into a ball, I don't know how many Yuan soldiers were trampled to death by their own people.

Gongsun Chan came on horseback and rushed directly into the crowd to kill.

At this time, Yuan Bing was completely in chaos, like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, only knowing how to flee with his head in his hands, and even some people simply lay on the ground and pretended to be dead.

In this way, no less than dozens of people were trampled to death by horses.

The spear in Gongsun Zhan's hand was attached to a rich light, pointing and hitting wherever it was, and every shot would definitely shatter a person's head.

Blood, brains, stumps and bone fragments were flying everywhere.

In the blink of an eye, less than half of the Yuan soldiers who were originally black and suppressed were still standing, and the rest were either dead or crippled.

Gongsun Chan reined in the horse's head and stopped, his eyes flashing with excitement.

Standing on horseback, the spear in his hand was constantly dripping blood, and the successive killings made him covered in blood, and even his hair was cemented into locks of blood.

The whole person, like a demon coming out of hell, represents the killing of the god of death, making people dare not approach.

"Damn... You... You're a monster! In front of him, a soldier of the Yuan army, holding a spear, pointed at Gongsun Zhan.

However, although the soldier's weapon was pointed at Gongsun Zhan, his face was constantly turning white, the cold sweat on his face was like rain, and his eyes were becoming more and more frightened, wanting to retreat and dodge.

However, the footsteps seemed to be filled with lead, extremely heavy, and could not be moved in the slightest.

Even breathing became difficult.

Rumble!

The ground shook suddenly.

Immediately, the pair flew upside down like a scarecrow.

A terrifying momentum spread again, earth-shattering.