The assembly of the Broken Army has attracted the attention of countless people. And Lu Bu is just one of them.

Lu Bu thought that Zhao Yun was going to mutiny, so he rushed to the camp of the Broken Army with two or three thousand cavalry as soon as possible.

Zhao Yun led the army out of the barracks, and at first glance he saw Lu Bu blocked outside the barracks.

"General Lu, what do you mean by this? Do you want to go to war with the imperial court? Zhao Yun clenched the gentian bright silver spear, and as soon as he opened his mouth, he first pressed Lu Bu with his words.

"Humph!" Lu Bu snorted coldly: "What is Zilong's intention to transfer troops without authorization?"

Zhao Yun didn't have time to talk to him, and said impatiently: "Lu Bu, I don't have time to talk to you today!" The Lord is at war with the Xianbei people, and if you were a man, you would get out of the way. If you dare to block it, you can't say that you will fight your way out today!"

"What? He actually went to kill the Xianbei people? Well? No, you can't lose the agreement. Lu Bu muttered a few words to himself, carried Fang Tian's halberd on his shoulder, and said, "In this way, how can someone be left behind, and he will kill the enemy with you today." If you deceive someone at that time, then don't blame someone for painting a halberd in his hand and not recognizing people!"

Zhao Yun clenched his fists: "Thank you!"

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The morning sun rises, and the sun shines on the earth. The rugged and winding path was already full of dead bodies. Blood stained the mountain road red, and after a night of bloody fighting, thousands of Xianbei people had died on the sheep intestine path.

Mu Yi stood on the edge of the cliff, looking at the corpses on the mountain road, and was silent for a long time.

Mu Feng was by Mu Yi's side, and his mood was a little depressed: "Lord, in the bloody battle last night, more than a dozen brothers died, and those who were injured also died because of their injuries!" Now, apart from Mu Lei and Mu Yu, there are only thirteen brothers left......"

After a long time, Mu Yi took a deep breath and said, "Seven hours have passed, if there was no accident with Mu Dian, it should have come a long time ago." So the reinforcements shouldn't arrive, let the brothers have a good rest, and after eating something, a certain will take everyone down the mountain to fight a bloody road, even if you die, you have to pull some more pads!"

"Whoa!"

The atmosphere was eerily quiet, as if it were pre-dawn darkness, and everyone remained silent.

More than 50 people were killed in the battle, and now there are only a dozen left. If it weren't for the geographical advantage, facing nearly 10,000 horses, it is estimated that Mu Yi and his party would have died in battle!

Is Mu Yi afraid of death? Of course I'm afraid!

But in today's situation, his side is trapped on the top of the mountain by more than 10,000 people. Last night alone, Mu Yi's side took advantage of the favorable terrain to kill more than a thousand Xianbei people.

And there are still more than a dozen people left on Mu Yi's side, and the two sides have already formed a mortal enmity, so they can only speak with knives and guns.

The situation on Mu Yi's side is not optimistic now, and after the arrows are fired, the stones available on the top of the mountain can no longer be found. If you continue to hold on, everyone will be dead.

Now there are two ways in front of Mu Yi, the first is to wait for reinforcements, it is a few hours away from the agreed time, and it is impossible for reinforcements to come!

Then there is only a second way left, and it is also a road of nine deaths and one life, that is, to kill down the mountain, and kill a bloody road from the Xianbei people who are surrounded by the mountain, and maybe there is still a glimmer of life.

Looking at the heavenly traces in the distance, Mu Yi smiled! Stretched out his hand and stroked the five-hook god flying silver spear, looked up to the sky and laughed: "Who has not died in life since ancient times, leaving Dan to take care of the sweat!" Death is not terrible, Lao Tzu does not regret it, for the glory of the Han people, if Lao Tzu chooses again, he will still fight with the foreign Fanbang to the end, until the last drop of blood is shed!"

When Zhang Liao on the side heard this, he was also enthusiastic, holding the horse chopping knife with both hands, and kneeling on one knee: "The lord is really a hero, he can follow the lord in this life, Zhang Wenyuan died without regrets!"

Mu Yi smiled slightly, stretched out his hand and gently patted Zhang Liao's shoulder and said, "Wen Yuan, after going down the mountain for a while, follow someone to find a place where the troops are relatively weak and kill, whether you can fight out of the encirclement can only depend on creation!" ”

"The head is just a scar the size of a bowl, even if he dies, Liao must protect the lord and take care of it!"

Mu Yi didn't say anything, just smiled faintly. His eyes looked at the makeshift tent set up by the Xianbei people at the foot of the mountain.

It was not easy to cross over, but now he was about to face death again, and for some reason, Mu Yi did not have a trace of fear. There is only anger and hatred.

The arrows had been fired, and a dozen people each had a long weapon and a waist knife hanging from their waists.

These people were already more or less wounded, but there was not a trace of pain on their faces.

"Brothers, raise the weapons in your hands, let's fight our way out." Mu Yi raised the five-hook divine flying silver spear in his hand and took the lead in rushing down the mountain.

After a night of bloody battle last night, the ice on the mountain road was no longer slippery, Mu Yi trotted out, a kind of pride and ambition surged into his heart, and he opened his throat and sang: "The wolf smoke rises, and the rivers and mountains look north ......."

The dozen or so people left behind him also sang along.

At the bottom of the hillside, Che Liebi looked at the dozen or so people who rushed down the mountain, and said with a puzzled expression: "Are these people crazy?" Just a dozen people dare to attack the army of 10,000 people? ”

He immediately said to the herald beside him: "Array! Let the warriors not release arrows, but to see who can kill thousands of Xianbei warriors with more than 50 people? If the person with the army can surrender, he can be reused! ”

Get! An order not to release arrows was issued, but it gave Mu Yi and the others a chance to rush forward.

Facing tens of thousands of enemies all over the mountains, Mu Yi and Zhang Liao rushed to the front and killed the enemy formation in the form of a goose-shaped formation.

The Five Hook God Flying Silver Spear doesn't need too many moves, just round it in the face of such a dense crowd! More than 100 catties, more than a zhang long iron gun lethality is amazing. If you rub it, you will be injured, and if you knock it, you will die! No one can come near within a kilometer.

Just by taking a look, dozens of Xianbei people died under Mu Yi's gun.

A dozen or so people who followed closely behind him speared out in unison, and as long as there was an enemy in sight, the spears immediately stabbed out.

Most of the Xianbei people use scimitars, and if the short weapon is against the long weapon, then there is only a loss.

More than a dozen people passed all the way, reaping the lives of a hundred and ten people like an autumn wind sweeping away leaves.

Mu Yi's bravery did play a huge role, as long as Mu Yi approached, the Xianbei people began to retreat.

Now that the two sides are close, bows and arrows will not play much role, because as long as the arrows are released, they may injure their own people.

Finally, one of the guards who ran at the end and was seriously injured moved slowly, and was stabbed in the stomach by a Xianbei person.

The guard grabbed the arm of the Xianbei man with his left hand, and drew his waist knife with his right hand, and slashed at the opponent's neck.

The guards knew that they would definitely die, so they mustered all their strength to push the dying Xianbei man backwards, even if he died, he had to fight for a chance for the other brothers, so that the enemy soldiers behind him slowed down.

I'm sorry! Today from Hohhot to Baotou, just off the highway, the update is a little late! Well? It is estimated that there will only be two shifts today! 》