"Kill me, whoever can kill this thief, the court will have a reward. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info" In order to kill Zhang Mingtong, the thousand households couldn't help but cry out so angrily.

And after hearing this, and knowing that Zhang Mingtong's identity was not simple, under the temptation and stimulation of the reward, a group of officers and soldiers who were not afraid of death couldn't help but roar and pounced on him.

In this case, because they rushed too violently before, which led to a gap with the rear, Zhang Mingtong and others, who were difficult to respond in time for a while, couldn't help but fall into a predicament.

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On the right flank of the officers and soldiers, when the infantry of the two armies could not distinguish the winner in a short period of time, the cavalry, as the eternal dazzling trump card unit on the battlefield of cold weapons, was finally about to be dispatched.

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"I heard that Guo Yu, the cavalry general among the black-clothed thieves, is a fierce general with the courage of a thousand people, and when he kills to the point of madness, he likes to eat human flesh and blood. Since he defeated Gong Buban in Ye County, he often compares himself with Zhang Wenyuan of the Three Kingdoms. Hmph, Yelang is arrogant, and this thief doesn't want to think about what kind of character Zhang Ganghou of the Three Kingdoms is. 'Mighty Xiaoyaojin, one person presses Jiangdong' such a god-like figure, how can he be compared to a thief who sucks human flesh and blood. ”

Saying this, as the deputy general of Polo, the special prison capital who controls the iron cavalry of the three thousand officers and soldiers can't help but say to the left and right: "Today's battle should be the battle of our fame Yang Wei, as long as you can kill that Guo Yu, the young marshal will definitely make meritorious contributions to us in front of the marshal." At that time, fame and wealth are not yet easy to grasp. ”

"Don't be encouraged, you can't win this battle."

"Please rest assured, since we were supported by the old marshal and the young marshal, we have always wanted to repay the favor. Since we can be used today, we dare to fight without death. ”

"Okay, your true husband too. In this case, all the kings listened to the order, and as soon as the whistle sounded, they immediately charged, killed the thief and served the country, and it was in this dynasty. Saying this, the special prison raised his sword and pointed forward, and the unique sound of the whistle before the steppe iron cavalry charged couldn't help but resound in the sky.

And the three thousand officers and soldiers of the iron cavalry heard the sound of the whistle handed down from the blood of the ancestor, and after the blood boiled and roared in the sky, they couldn't help but rush towards Guo Yu and the others on the opposite side.

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"General, here comes the Tartars." Seeing the officers and soldiers rushing over like wolves, Guo Yang habitually reciprocated.

And at the same time as Guo Yang said this, Guo Yu also raised the war knife in his hand and shouted "Kill Tartar", and the dull and loud horn sound unique to his own side couldn't help but resound through the battlefield. Then thousands of black-clothed knights, under the leadership of Guo Yu, went head-on to kill them head-on.

At this time, although the cavalry of the two armies combined was only 5,000, the prestige displayed by the 5,000 iron cavalry when they rushed to kill each other on the battlefield was no less than that of the nearly 20,000 foot soldiers on the main battlefield.

Thousands of horses galloped on the battlefield, and the dust they threw up alone could be described as obscuring the sky and the sun.

As for the shock and fear of the thousands of war horses, thousands of soldiers, and thousands of blades facing you, it is even more indescribable in words.

In such a cavalry battle, it is no exaggeration to say that the deterrent power of the large army when charging alone can scare some timid people to death.

However, since they can be selected as knights, the soldiers on both sides must be the most elite in their own armies. Therefore, soldiers like them, although it cannot be said that everyone is 'not afraid of death', but at least they still have the courage to face the charge.

Therefore, between the roars and shouts of the two armies, the knights of both sides couldn't help but collide together.

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"Kill the Tartar!" While the black-clothed soldiers roared, using their roars to inspire themselves to vent their anger, they couldn't help but hold their weapons tightly, and with the help of the momentum of their horses, they stabbed their weapons into the enemy's weak body without armor protection or the galloping war horse under the crotch.

Bright red blood spurted out instantly, and in the short moment when the two armies met, nearly a hundred brave knights couldn't help but lose their lives.

Later generations once said, "The duel between cavalry is like an art", but this art is performed with life and blood on the battlefield.

However, this level of casualties obviously did not allow the knights on both sides to retreat, and when the speed of the horses on both sides gradually slowed down enough for them to continue to charge at high speed, the warriors on horseback could not help but fight and entangle themselves like wild beasts.

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"Kill me! Kill a thief and get a silver tael! The special dungeon in command of three thousand cavalry seemed to be a little anxious when he looked at the situation ahead, and in order to boost morale, he couldn't help shouting like this when he was supervising the battle behind the battle.

And hearing his words, the shouts and killings of his own soldiers did become a lot louder. But the situation has not improved, because there are really few people who will go for a few silver and take their lives. For the majority of officers and soldiers, it is good to be able to get these two silver rewards, but there is no regret if they do not get them.

And for this, the special prison also understands, but he has no good solution to it. Soldiers are all flesh and blood, and everyone has their own ideas, and you can't make them afraid of death because of your fluttering words.

Therefore, the generals of the black-clothed army, who also understood this, did not echo the words of reward, they just led their own guards to fight the enemy with their soldiers on the front line. After all, on the battlefield, saying it can never be compared to doing it.

"Kill the Tartar!" Bursts of roars rang out from time to time. Under the influence of most of the black-clothed generals, the 2,000 cavalry of the black-clothed army couldn't help but gradually overwhelm the 3,000 officers and soldiers of the commander of the special prison capital in terms of momentum and courage.

So after half an hour of fierce fighting, the special dungeon couldn't help but find that they had begun to gradually fall into disadvantage.

And in such a situation, he bit his words hard, and finally couldn't help but muster up the courage, led the guards beside him into the battlefield, and also took the lead.

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"Die!" Zhang Mingtong roared angrily, wielding the golden gourd hammer in his hand, which was already a little heavy, and couldn't help but smash the head of a tartar again.

However, perhaps because he had just been injured in his lower back and his strength was unstable, he failed to retract his strength this time, so that a Tartar soldier in front of him made a cut of about five centimeters in his arm.

Of course, this guy was naturally killed by one of his own guards. But even so, after fighting for a long time, Zhang Mingtong couldn't help but find sad that they couldn't get timely support from the large army because they rushed too far away, and at this time they couldn't help but be surrounded by Tartars whose forces far exceeded them.

The enemy is crazy, crazy beyond imagination, and it is no exaggeration to say that this group of enemies should be the most durable opponent that Zhang Mingtong has encountered since the uprising.

With the help of the advantages of the armor and his own bravery, in fact, as early as two quarters of an hour, he had already killed the thousand households who tried to kill him in vain. However, to Zhang Mingtong's surprise, after the death of the thousand households, the officers and soldiers under him did not disperse as usual, as soon as the main general died.

Instead, the deputy Qianhu took over the command at the first time, and continued to lead the soldiers to fight to the death with him.

And the enemy's tenacious behavior really shocked him. Although they also have the same system in the black-clothed army, and most of the other officers and soldiers and the rebels also have such a system, there are very few who can really do this.

Anyway, in addition to their black-clothed army, Zhang Mingtong This is the first time he has seen a unit whose main general can still maintain their fighting spirit without rout.

So after seeing this scene, Zhang Mingtong also understood why Meng Haima lost so badly. With such a force comparable to their black-clothed army in terms of combat consciousness and ability, it would be strange if Meng Haima did not fail.

However, Zhang Mingtong was not afraid of this, because he firmly believed that Zhang Shihua would definitely lead them to the final victory, and they had not yet failed.

And because of this, although the current situation is quite unfavorable for him, he is still full of confidence.

Therefore, when he tore the clothes on his body and quickly bandaged the wound on his arm, he looked around and couldn't help but roar confidently: "Brothers, follow me, let's break through!" ”

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"General be careful!" Suddenly there was an exclamation, and when he led the troops to the front line, he decided to take the lead in the special prison turned around subconsciously, and he couldn't help but see a flying axe that flew from nowhere, and suddenly cut off the neck of a guard one meter away from him.

Hot and bright red neck blood splattered from the neck of the guard, splashing the face of the special prison capital, and at the same time, he couldn't help but feel fear and regret.

So in the next second, after he came back to his senses, he couldn't help but shout angrily: "Kill, kill all these black-clothed thieves for me, kill them all." He roared angrily, hiding the fear in his heart, but his body also subconsciously shrank back.

However, the officers and soldiers who were fighting hard did not notice this, because the offensive of the black-clothed army was too fierce, and in the face of such an offensive, they could no longer be distracted.

"No, you can't go on like this, this black-clothed thief is too brave, and if you continue to fight like this, the chances of winning are really slim." Thinking like this in his heart, the special prison couldn't help but straighten his waist and widen his eyes to observe the surroundings.

"That thief Guo Yu is brave and often takes the lead. In this fierce battle, with the character of this thief, Bacheng is on the front line, as long as this thief can be killed, the enemy cavalry will be self-defeating. Thinking like this in his heart, the special prison couldn't help but convey this idea to his subordinates left and right for the first time.

So in the next moment, this group of people couldn't help but be like ostriches, raising their necks high and staring at their eyes, hoping to find the traces of Guo Yu's Guozi banner.

But at this time, because of the fighting, the situation on the battlefield was too chaotic, so for a while, they couldn't find anyone similar to Guo Yu in the special prison.

"It's strange, could it be that the thief was injured yesterday and didn't take the lead on the front line." After a long time, no trace of Guo Yu was found, and the special prison couldn't help but guess in his heart.

Not to mention, this time, he did guess correctly.

Because of yesterday's battle, Guo Yu was injured in the waist. Although such an injury is nothing to a fierce general like Guo Yu, the waist injury will inevitably affect the strength of the force when riding a horse. So he didn't fight for long, but at the beginning of the battle, he fought for half an hour to boost morale, and then he retreated.

After all, being brave is not the same as being stupid, Guo Yu is brave but not stupid, and when his own situation is slightly advantageous, there is no need for him to take that risk but boost morale.

Under such circumstances, they naturally couldn't find Guo Yu, and they couldn't implement the beheading plan they had in mind.

However, what he didn't expect was that when he was waiting to look for Guo Yu and them all over the world to no avail, his own traces were not discovered by Guo Yu and others.

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"Kill the Tartar!" Zhang Zhi roared angrily. With an unstoppable force, the sword in his hand once again slashed the head of an enemy rider. The blood of the enemy splattered all over his body, making him look more and more hideous and terrifying, but he couldn't help but realize that the fine steel knife in his hand had been completely scrapped.

The originally smooth blade was full of gaps formed by collision and chopping, densely distributed on the blade, which simply turned this war knife into a large saw.

But even so, he Zhang Zhi didn't have the idea of changing weapons. The war knife in his hand is a good knife made of fine steel, although he was cut down by him in just one battle, but such a powerful war knife can easily kill people even if it is not opened.

And more importantly, the steel knife in his hand will not be like the iron knife in the enemy's hand, and there is a risk of breaking it if he slashes it vigorously a few times.

Therefore, Zhang Zhi himself is still very satisfied with such a weapon, and what is even more wonderful is that this weapon that has been cut into a saw has also brought him good luck. Not only did he not get injured when he was the leader, but also let him find a good opportunity to make a contribution. Let him see the commander of the Tartars, and he is very close to him.

"Soldiers, look to the north, our opportunity to make a contribution. Come, kill me! Learning from Guo Yu, Zhang Zhi also roared like this, encouraging and cheering for his soldiers.

Then after his sons and daughters reacted, Zhang Zhi also rushed out first. Then the hundreds of people under the command of Zhang Zhi's tent also followed their generals and fought towards the direction where the special prison flag was located.

And at the beginning, because the sound of people neighing on the battlefield was too chaotic. So at first, he didn't even notice this, and when he did, it was too late.