"Kill !!"

In the land of Lixu, in the dense forest, the murderous aura of more than 20,000 Black Mountain troops that had been held back for a long time finally broke out, and the shouts of killing swept through the woods like a wave of anger.

Wushu Mountain is not as familiar as Taihang Mountain, but for the battle in the mountains and dense forests, the Montenegrin army living in the mountains all the year round can already be said to be the best in the world's army, maybe they are not as good as others in the wilderness and siege, but here, it is their home field, at this moment, in the face of the crowded and panicked Xianbei cavalry, the figures who rushed out of the hidden position roared feverishly: "Kill the Xianbei dog!" "Kill them—" Countless voices overlapped, and their footsteps rushed and jumped like they were on the ground, and they slammed into them from both sides with the most savage and ferocious attitudes—

Puff puff puff...... The sound of flesh splitting kept ringing.

A Black Mountain sergeant jumped down from the tree and slashed with a knife, below, the war horse raised its hooves in shock, and the corpse on the horse's back fell at the same time, the figure of the knife was still dripping blood and stood on the ground, beside him, the figure of his companion ran over from the left and right with a weapon, "Hurry up!" A figure running over made a sound.

"The machine is in front, the people behind cut off the Xianbei team, and the others come with me!"

Among the countless rushing figures, Yu Poison roared, avoided the blade cut in front of him, stepped behind the other party, stretched out his hand to strangle the neck of the Xianbei soldier, the blade was wiped, blood splashed on his face, and more figures around him were killed together, the knife soldiers and long soldiers hit together without fatalities, the sound of ping-pong pong continued on the front line of flesh and blood, and the original fleeing team was torn out of a gap by the fanatical Black Mountain Army, and then it became bigger and bigger.

A Xianbei cavalryman held a spear to pierce the shoulder of the rushing Black Mountain Army, and when he pushed the opponent back, a black shadow on the side pounced, pulled him off the horse, kicked the opponent away, and a knife swung from nowhere, chopped on the neck, and died with wide eyes.

The sun was about to fall, the homing birds hovered in horror over the forest that broke out in killing, not daring to drop their wings, Ji Ji and Micah looked at this scene dumbfounded, the next second, the crowd advanced towards this side, between light and shadow, a figure with a big waist and a round waist and a general in white robe and silver armor led the surrounding Black Mountain Army and Xianbei cavalry for a short contact, a moment later it was all a scene of people turning over on their backs, and the ripples of flesh and blood were crazy with the two of them pushing away and spreading with the arrows.

"Let's go—"

Ji Ji shouted, pulled Micah and galloped forward, riding a horse in the forest can't run fast after all, it is even better to rely on his legs, the staggered trees make them slow down from time to time, deflect the direction, running, Micah has seen that the atmosphere is wrong, low eyebrows and lowered his eyes to sweep around, while people are not paying attention, turn the horse's head and ride into the nearby bushes alone.

The machine in front of him who was still running suddenly stopped the war horse, and the extension of his line of sight to the front was a cliff, "Mika, how to ..... now" He turned around, where was the figure of his companion, and then he noticed that Mike beside him had quietly escaped from the team in the middle, and at this time, there were only hundreds of people left around him, far behind, and the shouts of fighting had spread.

"Micah, this guy who didn't have a seed, actually escaped alone."

The words squeezed out from between his teeth, he turned over and dismounted, carrying a hunting knife, standing in front of the cliff, and the tribal warriors on his side also took off their horses and made a fighting posture with weapons in their hands, lined up, and soon, it was dark, and the faint forest was lit up with torch light, and it snaked up like a long snake.

"There are only so many people left, and you still want to resist?" Yu Poison walked out of the woods with a group of Black Mountain Army foot soldiers with a ring head knife, and after a while, Pan Feng, who was covered in blood, and Zhao Yun, who was dressed in white robes and silver armor and held a gun, also chased after him.

Zhao Yun's eyes narrowed, "The dead Xianbei is the good Xianbei, push them off the cliff and fall to their deaths!" ”

"Leave me the head of the machine!" As soon as Pan Feng kicked the ground, he rushed forward with a giant axe, and thousands of Montenegrin troops in front and behind also swarmed up.

"Ahhh

The fierce and belligerent fighter raised his knife and let out a hysterical roar, and took a desperate step towards the Han people who rushed forward, and finally, with his mouth open and closed, burst out with a difficult voice: "You Han people don't kill the prisoners, I surrender——"

The hunting knife clattered and threw it to the ground, and the Xianbei people who rushed out immediately stopped, turned their heads to look at him in shock, and raised their hands high with a pant breath: "Surrender, surrender Xianbei!" There's no point in killing—"

A pair of feet that swarmed also stopped at the two feet, Yu Poison pinched the knife and looked at the unweaponized hand, surrendered simply, and cut it a little embarrassed, when he looked at Pan Feng next to him, the latter picked up the hunting knife from the ground and handed it to the surrendering figure on the opposite side: "Take the ......"

"The machine surrendered...... The warriors of Xianbei are true to their word, and if they surrender, they will not fight! Ji Ji glanced at the blade handed over, raised his hands and did not put them down, hundreds of Xianbei soldiers around him, you look at me, I look at you, and finally dropped the weapon and raised his hands above his head one by one.

Pan Feng threw the knife on the ground, threw the giant axe down, and looked at Zhao Yun: "Zilong, you have a black heart, why don't you kill him and lend me the head?" ”

"Get out!"

It seemed that Zhao Yun had a rare look at the prey that had no power to resist, turned the horse's head, and retreated into the forest with a gentian gun. Seeing the most powerful Han general leaving, Ji Ji finally breathed a sigh of relief, and turned to look at the warriors under his command, "The Han people are brave and invincible, but it is even more shameful to escape, Micah, as our humble Shan Yu, escaped alone, if he is caught in the future, he will break open his chest and sacrifice to the immortal ...... with his black heart."

While speaking, he stepped back, and then turned to Pan Feng and spoke: "Long ......" The light was dim, and the toes of his feet suddenly kicked on a raised stone, and the words stayed in his mouth before he finished speaking, his whole body fell forward, the laughing expression on his face stiffened, and on the enlarged ground, there was a giant axe with the blade facing upward.

“.…… Born to ......" words still rushed out of the mouth in the fall

The body slammed into it, passing through the sharpness without hindrance, and fell to the ground with a pop, the blood spread to the ground, and a round thing broke off and rolled to the feet of the big-waisted figure.

The roll stopped, his head turned upwards with a smile on his face.

Pan Feng puffed out his eyes, looked at the head on the ground, and then looked at Yu Poison, who was also stunned next to him, "I didn't move......

Then, he bent down and lifted the head.

"So here's the problem...... General Yu, whose head should this head belong to? ”