The moment the two armies clashed, the battle turned into a state of anxiety, and Wu Dong felt that a quarter of an hour was so long.

In a quarter of an hour of the two sides fighting, there were five officers and soldiers who fell in front of him. And two of the sword and shield men beside him were cut down and could not stand up again.

His left and right sides had been replaced by pikemen, and the neat line of swords and shields had become tattered.

Fortunately, there are not many officers and troops left in front of him, and if he holds on for a while, he will definitely be able to defeat the enemy in front of him.

Then victory will be on your side. Wu Dong raised the shield in his hand again, and the huge force made him take two steps back and crash into his nephew's body.

Wu Changlin, who was about to stab out the spear, was also stabbed off the target by his uncle, and was easily dodged by the enemy in front of him.

Wu Dong shook his head to clear his head. A big man in iron armor appeared in front of him, and this person was holding a large machete in his hand, which weighed twenty or thirty pounds.

Just the knife just now made his arm numb and tremble, and the big man on the opposite side had a cruel smile on his face, and raised the big knife again and slashed it.

Wu Dong had no choice but to raise his shield with both hands to block. Wu Changlin also seized the opportunity, and the spear stabbed the enemy in the chest like a poisonous snake.

Yang Li saw the spear that stabbed him, and he just turned sideways slightly. The big knife in his hand was inconvenient, and he continued to slash towards Wu Dong.

He had long observed that the shield soldiers in front of him were the key. Without the protection of the shieldmen, the pikemen behind him were no match for him.

This knife was powerful and heavy, although Wu Dong blocked it with both hands. was still chopped off the shield, and the heavy machete still left a wound on Wu Dong's chest after splitting the shield.

Wu Dong screamed and fell backwards, and Wu Changlin's spear also stabbed Yang Li. Due to Yang Li's sideways, plus the defense of iron armor. The spear only cut a wound on Yang Li's shoulder, which did not affect Yang Li's combat effectiveness at all.

Seeing his uncle being cut down, Wu Changlin's eyes were red. He took a step forward and pounced on Yang Li's body. Slamming his head into Yang Li's face, Wu Changlin couldn't care much about it.

He only knew that his second uncle was uncertain about his life and death after being stabbed, and he could only survive by dragging the strong second uncle in front of him. As long as the second uncle can survive, even if he is broken, he will not hesitate.

Wu Changlin's desperateness was beyond Yang Li's expectations, and he looked at the ever-enlarged head in front of him. He had no choice but to turn his head to the side and use the helmet on his head to pick up Wu Changlin's head hammer.

Wu Changlin had no reservations this time, and used all his strength. His forehead slammed into the side of Yang Li's helmet, and suddenly Wu Changlin's forehead was red.

The splash of blood dripped into Wu Changlin's eyes, and there were blood-red stars in front of his eyes. The vertigo on his head made him involuntarily send his hands, and his ears could barely hear any sound, all "Buzz!" Airplanes! Ringing.

Yang Li was also uncomfortable, although he was protected by a helmet. The pounding of his temples made him dizzy, and he took a step backwards. Raised his foot and gave the rebel in front of him a kick, kicking the dizzy goggle out of the way.

Yang Li hated the two rebels in front of him, not only injured him, but also lost a great opportunity to break through the enemy formation. He rushed forward in great strides, raised his big knife and slashed at Wu Changlin.

Wu Changlin was kicked in the chest, and the person flew back upside down. After he landed, he found that his second uncle was by his side, and he saw Yang Li rushing over with a knife.

As soon as he turned over and lay on the second uncle's body, he had to block the knife for the second uncle before he died! Who let his willfulness affect the second uncle, otherwise the second uncle is still farming at home, how can he fight on the battlefield.

There is only so much he can do for his second uncle, and it is up to fate whether his second uncle can survive after his death. Second uncle! Wake up! The nephew can't hold on!

Just as the broadsword looked at Wu Changlin, a plate axe appeared on the trajectory of the broadsword's fall. A sound of metal intersecting came into Wu Changlin's ears, and he saw Hu Tieniu standing in front of him with a plate axe.

Yang Li, who wanted to kill everything, was shocked back a few steps by Hu Tieniu's huge force, and looked at Hu Tieniu in surprise.

The front that had been slaughtered by the hundred ironclad soldiers he brought was made up by the soldiers brought by Hu Tieniu.

The thirty or so new soldiers were all able-bodied, and each had an iron rod in his hand.

They are like a stick to the iron-clad soldiers of the Shangguan Army, and it is inconvenient for the iron-clad soldiers to dodge and can only greet them.

Coupled with the cooperation of the pikemen around him, he actually blocked his ironclad personal soldiers. More than 20 pro-soldiers were stabbed to the ground and allowed to be killed by the rebels.

Yang Li thinks that he is more powerful than others, but he suffers a big loss to the person in front of him. His hand holding the knife was still trembling slightly, and there was a big gap in the big knife.

"Who are you?" Yang Li asked, the person in front of him was by no means an unknown person. He wants to ask for clarification, and even if he is defeated, he must know whose hands he is defeated.

Hu Tieniu took a big step forward, and his voice fell with the plate axe. "Grandpa is the Bull Demon King, and Hu Niu is also!"

The plate axe slashed at Yang Li who was taken aback with the sound of the wind, he didn't dare to dodge sideways, and slashed at Hu Tieniu's neck with a swing of the knife.

A few days ago, he heard about the name of this Hu Niu, who took Qubu lightly with only 2,000 men. Not only robbed Qubu, but also ransacked the granary of Confucius.

If it weren't for the fact that their number was too small, I am afraid that the Confucian Mansion that had been inherited for thousands of years would be destroyed in one fell swoop. Such an earth-shattering case has spread all over Shandong, and many literati are writing articles scolding Hu Niu for his shamelessness.

If you dare to move the holy land in the hearts of the literati, you must make Hu Niu's reputation stink. What Hu Niu is the reincarnation of demons and monsters, peeking at a woman taking a bath at the age of three, insulting the girl next door at the age of five, and harming countless boys at the age of ten.

No matter what kind of bad things you do, just press Hu Niu on him, and Hu Niu himself is also said to be a strange person with a height of eight feet, a waist circumference of eight feet, and three heads and six eyes.

Now that he has met the main master here, Yang Li's heart is also uneasy. Other rumors may be false, but they are true.

The battle between the two just made Yang Li realize that this person must not be defeated, so in the next battle, Yang Li tried to avoid fighting Hu Tieniu hard-to-head.

Just as the two were fighting, several screams reached Yang Li's ears. He peeked and saw that more than a dozen of his guards had been beaten to the ground by the rioters.

He was distracted, and the big knife in his hand was smashed by Hu Tieniu's plate axe. The huge force directly flew the big knife, and before Yang Li could react, Hu Tieniu's plate axe slashed at the top of his head.

Yang Li quickly turned around and ran, but his movements were a little slower. Hu Tieniu's plate axe cut more than a foot long in the back, and the wound of the bone was deeply visible.