The distance between Murong Yan and the Han general was getting closer and closer, and just as Murong Yan was about to shout loudly to shock the enemy, suddenly the other party let out a broken drink.

Murong Yan didn't expect that Han general to make such a loud voice, he felt a thunder explode in his ears at that time, if it weren't for the fact that his heart shape was still firm, maybe he would be scared to fall off the war horse by the sound of the enemy general.

The uncertain Murong Yan and the enemy general collided fiercely, and the long-looking weapon in the opponent's hand smashed into the top of his head.

Although he was a little flustered now, his general's instinct made him reflexively raise the spear in his hand, and he used the iron bolt with one move.

However, in the next second, Murong Yan hated his general's instincts, if he hadn't reacted that way, maybe he wouldn't have died so painfully.

Because Murong Yan arrived in the next second, his hands were like being struck by lightning, and the tiger's mouths of his hands were numb at the same time, and a stream of heat flowed out of the tiger's mouths of his hands.

At the same time, his chest and abdomen felt a stuffiness and a sweet throat, and a mouthful of blood spurted out uncontrollably, but now all this was not the most shocking thing for Murong Yan.

Now his eyes were fixed on the tip of his opponent's spear, because his opponent had suddenly changed his move with incredible speed after wounding him.

The opponent's iron spear retracted and stabbed forward again, and the sharp tip of the spear stabbed at his chest and abdomen, and Murong Yan's face used his spear to swing the opponent's move away.

But now his hands were completely out of his control, and he could only hold them up mechanically, and Murong Yan's pupils began to dilate infinitely.

Until he felt a sharp pain in his chest and abdomen, the tip of the opponent's spear penetrated directly into his chest, and then the opponent actually skewered him like barbecue meat with the help of horsepower.

Murong Yan, who was strung on the snake spear, did not swallow his breath immediately, but stared at the enemy general who killed him, and then he asked unwillingly in a voice like a mosquito and a fly:

"Who the hell are you? Why have I never met you! “

"A certain is Fan Yanghou, Liu Zhongyi's general, Zhang Fei is also! You should be honored to have died at my hands! “

"Zhang Fei? Fan Yanghou Liu Zhongyi? Ha ha! I think that I, Murong Yan, am also a famous general of the Xianbei generation, and I will die in the hands of two nobodies, I am unwilling! ”

"Nobody? Yes! We may be just two nobodies now, but in the future our names will go down in history, and you and your lord will only be remembered for 10,000 years! “

"My lord? That's right! Where is my lord? Did you kill my lord? ”

"Nope! Your lord is still useful to us now, we will not kill him, and it will be more beneficial for us to keep him! You don't have to worry about his safety, but not necessarily in the future! “

"Haha! I understand, you are Han people who need our Xianbei clan to fight among themselves, so ruthless! I won't be blind to death, I'll be waiting for you below! “

"Stop talking nonsense! Telling you so much is for your faithful protection, now let me die! “

After Zhang Fei finished speaking, he immediately twisted the spear shaft in his hand, and the snake spear immediately turned clockwise on Murong Yan's chest, and this circle turned down to completely cut off Murong Yan's vitality.

A mouthful of blood spurted out of Murong Yan's mouth, and his two eyes stared directly at Zhang Fei, he was really as dead as he said!

However, Zhang Fei's biggest advantage is that he is bold, he sneered at Murong Yan, and then put Murong Yan's body down, and cut off Murong Yan's head casually.

When Murong Yan's head was raised by Zhang Fei's hand, the Xianbei cavalry was already a little confused, they didn't expect that the brave and famous General Murong was not the enemy of the Han general.

Now that their leading generals have died in battle, what should they do?

Just when the Xianbei people were so confused that they didn't know how to deal with themselves, Zhang Fei let out an angry roar, waved the spear in his hand and rushed to kill several general-level figures in the Xianbei army.

If the infantry under his command really wanted to fight against the Xianbei cavalry, they would not be the opponent of the other party one hundred percent, and now he could only rely on his own ability to reverse the unfavorable situation.

And as the quickest and most effective means to reverse the situation, that is, the decapitation tactic, now that Murong Yan has died in his hands, as long as he kills the remaining Xianbei middle-level generals, the Xianbei people will immediately become a plate of scattered sand.

Those middle-level generals in the Xianbei army didn't expect their generals to be killed so quickly, and some of these people didn't have any preparation at all.

Zhang Fei was immediately panicked by such a rush, Zhang Fei would not have the slightest mercy on these foreigners, he swung his spear and killed it like a god of death.

For a while, the Xianbei army was full of flying heads, these people were all figures with faces in the Xianbei army, and soon the three commanders who were only promoted in the Xianbei army gathered together.

They were ready to join forces against the monster, and one of the commanders, who had a quick turn, had already ordered his Xianbei cavalry to start strangling the Han army.

He knew they wouldn't be able to hold that monster for much longer, and the only way to survive now was to let that monster mess itself up, and that monster's greatest weakness was his sergeants.

If their cavalry can defeat the Han army before they can bear it, or even completely annihilate this Han army, then their survival will naturally appear.

After receiving the order, the cavalry of the Xianbei tribe immediately showed their extremely high combat quality, they put away their previous timidity and confusion, and immediately threw themselves into the battle with the Han army.

The warriors of Noah's village were also well aware of the current situation, and now their generals had an absolute advantage, as long as they could compete with the Xianbei cavalry for a short while.

When their general kills the only remaining Xianbei general, then the morale of their opponents will definitely fall to the bottom, and then these seemingly vicious Xianbei people will become lambs to the slaughter.

Therefore, the Han soldiers are now united as one, forming the military formation that they have been training hard before, and using the strength of all to reduce the threat posed to them by the war horses.

And Zhang Fei also accelerated the speed of the attack, he knew too well the gap between the infantry and the cavalry, and now the warriors of Noah Village could fight the enemy with great success, not because their strength was equal to that of the retreat.

Instead, the warriors of Noah's Village are now fighting with a mouthful of blood in their chests, but no one can guarantee how long this blood will last.

Now he can only kill his opponent as soon as possible to ensure that the fruits of victory will not slip out of his hands, and for a while, Zhang Fei's snake spear swung countless phantoms, firmly encircling the three Xianbei commanders in the attack circle!