The wild dog is like a slam, stuffy head smashed into a large piece of tofu, the face of the person is all miserable, a knife down, whether you swing the knife to block or raise a shield to protect yourself, all are a knife in two, the most terrifying thing is that others a knife down, at most cut off people's heads, he a knife down, is several people from the middle of the broken in two.

The wild dog is charging straight towards An Zishan, the intention is too obvious, and the front of An Zishan, naturally his most elite pro-army, without An Zishan's order, is already the front row of swords and shields, the back of the spear, the last archers are lined up, seeing the wild dogs coming like a bamboo, it is immediately like a rain of arrows.

From An Zishan's point of view, when countless feathered arrows were shot out, he could no longer see the wild dog people, but the next moment, his face changed, the arrow rain fell, the wild dogs were unscathed, and the sword and shield soldiers in the front row flew up more than a dozen.

They were struck alive by the brute force of wild dogs.

More than a dozen spears were pierced on the body of the wild dog, and the armor immediately sunk inward, even if it was a good armor tailored by the craftsmen of the Ming Dynasty for the wild dog, which was not inferior to the heavy armor of the miner's battalion, it was also unbearable to be stabbed by the spear at this close range, although there was no armor breaking, but the force of this impact was not unbearable for ordinary people.

However, the wild dog suddenly felt like a thing, and he didn't care that the spear that stabbed him was just holding the knife in both hands, and with a bang, several pikemen who stopped in front of him immediately broke into two, and blood sprayed all over the ground, and bones and internal organs sprayed all over the ground.

Forward, stabbed again, beheaded again.

Forward, stabbed again, and finally broke through the swarthy armor, but these successful soldiers did not have time to have any surprises, they only felt that although the spear in their hands broke through the opponent's iron armor, it was like a stab on another steel plate, the other party did not feel the slightest, nor did they see the blood marked, and they, only saw the flash of the knife, and then there was no other consciousness.

An Zishan's originally stable hand finally trembled a little at this time.

The wild dog didn't feel anything, so he just glanced up at the fluttering banner in the distance, as if to make sure that he had not gone crooked, and began to rush forward again.

At every step, there were more than a dozen spears piercing his body, the iron armor on his body was scarred, and the seams were also broken, and the wild dogs seemed to think that these things were cumbersome, and in the long howl, three or two tore off the tattered armor, and even the underwear was torn off a few times, and the upper body was naked, shouting loudly and rushing forward.

It's an invulnerable monster. The Qin army that stopped in front of him was finally timid, what kind of monster is this, a knife slashed but left a white mark on him, and a shot stabbed it was like stabbing on an iron plate, but when he swung a knife, several people died, how to stop such a person?

The wild dog actually broke through the most elite soldier formation in An Zishan with one person, and behind him, the other officers also followed step by step, they were not as bold as the wild dog, many people were scarred and bloodstained at the moment, but because there were wild dogs in front of them, the pressure they were under was greatly reduced.

The Qin army is retreating.

An Zishan pulled out his sword.

If these pro-troops in front of their banner can't resist it, the entire army will collapse in a moment, and here is the weather vane of the entire battlefield. Looking around, although his army was fighting around the Ming army, the Ming army never messed up the formation, and the Qin army that pounced on it was put to the ground by them layer by layer.

If this place is penetrated, the entire battlefield will be over.

As long as you kill this advanced Ming army officer, the blue wolf battalion, the wild dog Gan Wei, the supreme commander of the Ming Central Theater, and the confidant general of the Ming Emperor Qin Feng, as long as you kill him, you can save the precarious situation.

An Zishan can see very clearly that the soul of this army is the wild dog that rushes to the forefront.

Kill the wild dogs, this army may not be immediately defeated, but they will be angry, they will be chaotic, and when they are angry, they will naturally disperse, as long as they disperse, they will have an absolute advantage.

He drew his knife and flew up, and with a long whistle, he suddenly crossed the gap of dozens of people, like a god descending in anger, and the thunder slashed at the wild dog.

The wild dog looked up, ignoring the several spears below and stabbed himself in the body, slashing from top to bottom. When there was a loud bang, all the soldiers around were dizzy by the loud noise, and their bodies were slightly worse, and they fell to the ground, and blood oozed out of the seven orifices.

"Good time!" The wild dog roared and took a step forward, the dirt splashed, the knife that fell from the sky just now, the force was huge, nailed his legs into the dirt, and An Zishan, after the knife fell, the force of the shock made him volley up again, his wrist was sore, and he almost threw away the knife in his hand. But my heart was shocked and inexplicable. He took advantage of the situation to strike, but this knife exerted much more force than usual, but it didn't seem to take any advantage.

The other party was fine, holding a knife in both hands, and was looking at An Zishan who had fallen again.

This time, the Ming army who was following the wild dogs learned well, and they did not follow the footsteps of the wild dogs again, but stopped their steps in unison.

The people who followed the wild dogs were all officers of the Ming army, and their martial arts cultivation was all successful, and they couldn't resist the impact of the two ninth-level masters fighting, let alone those Qin soldiers who were standing in formation.

They are also retreating, but this retreat is a little unstable.

The deafening sound sounded again, and An Zishan flew up again, but this time, the knife in his hand was only half cut off. When he fought the first knife, the knife in his hand had a dark wound, and then he fought the second knife, and the knife finally couldn't bear it, and it broke into two when there was a bang.

When An Zishan flew into the sky again, his chest and abdomen were already surging, and his throat was sweet, and he was already horrified and regretted at this time. He shouldn't have taken this way of fighting, if he landed on the ground with his feet, he could have more ways to unload the opponent's majestic domineering strength, but now, in the air on his body, there was nowhere to borrow strength, and he could only fight hard, and he was undoubtedly a monster.

When he fell again, he was shocked to see that the knife in the wild dog's hand turned dark red, and a stream of hot power came out of the knife.

When Qin Feng was at the ninth level, the Yang energy of the Mixed Yuan Divine Skill was destroyed, and the whole knife was like a fire dragon, and now, the wild dog is also at this stage. However, the wild dog could not overcome the domineering internal force of the Mixed Yuan Divine Skill, and could only rely on Qin Feng to disperse it into four legs and hundreds of remains, but because of this, the wild dog was tempered into such an invulnerable monster in front of him. And this yang energy, even if it was refined by Qin Feng, it still retained some of his original characteristics, at this time, the wild dog and a ninth-level master like An Zishan confronted each other, and for the first time, he destroyed the battle with all his strength, and finally showed the heroic posture of Qin Feng when he fought with the Qi army in Gaohu.

An Zishan, who was in the air on his body, took down the half-cut knife in his hand hard, and when he reached out and stabbed a spear from the ground, the wild dog still slashed out exactly the same knife.

Two sounds, the first sound, the half of the knife flew there, and the second sound, the spear in An Zishan's hand was broken in two again, and this time when he flew up again, his body was on fire. Blood spurted from his mouth.

When the wild dog barely stepped into the eighth level, he killed the ninth-level peak master of the barbarian race at the cost of a serious injury, and now that he has stepped into the ninth level, in Qin Feng's words, it is to face the grandmaster, and the wild dog is also worthy of a battle. An Zishan in front of him is naturally not his opponent.

An Zishan underestimated his opponent and adopted such a method that could indeed boost morale, but when he failed, it first made his soldiers' hearts cold.

In the hearts of the Qin soldiers, their main general was naturally brave and invincible, but now, their reliance was like a ball, being hit into the air again and again, and the last two times, the person who flew into the air was still spurting blood, and everyone's faith immediately collapsed in an uproar.

The smoke and dust gradually rose in the distance, several soldiers and horses from different directions forced here, Chen Zhihua hurried slowly, and finally overtook this battle, earlier An Zishan broke his wrist, and led the most elite soldiers to highlight his encirclement, to be honest, his heart was cold and cold, no matter how fierce the wolf camp was, but there were only five thousand people.

After dealing with the abandoned Qin army as quickly as possible, Chen Zhihua immediately chased after him despite the fatigue of the soldiers, and the information he had learned from the spies made him even more anxious, because the spies told him that the blue wolf camp was surrounded by the Qin army and was being beaten.

Now he finally saw the scene.

At this moment, he couldn't pull off the heads of those spies, was that the blue wolf camp being beaten? This is the blue wolf battalion beating the enemy hard.

His gaze turned to the center of the battlefield, and then he saw the flying fire dragon, and saw An Zishan who was shot into the air again and again, and his tongue involuntarily spit out the elder.

God, An Zishan is a ninth-level master. Now it looks so pathetic.

With the arrival of reinforcements, the Qin army finally broke up with a coax, just a blue wolf battalion, they had already pressed them to the ground and beat them, now the main force of the Ming army has arrived, what else can be insisted on, there was a bang, and immediately made birds and beasts scattered, fortunately, although they were beaten by the blue wolf camp before, they were outside, and the blue wolf camp was inside, and it was much more convenient to escape at this time. It is the Chinese army that An Zishan relies on the most, and at this time some people have already begun to flee.

Chen Zhihua rode his horse slowly close to the battlefield, raised the cloud-piercing bow in his hand, and aimed at An Zishan, who was once again shot into the air, and finally let it go, this person is a wild dog, if he robs his job, I am afraid that this guy will make a mistake with himself when he comes down.

Let him go and have fun! It's not common to be able to abuse a ninth-level master like this, and you have the right to watch the show.

"Comprehensively wipe out the Qin army and capture more prisoners. Your Majesty is most concerned about capturing prisoners." He said loudly.