The place where the two groups of people met was a long street, on one side was Dongshi, and on the other side was the Daozheng Fang, where Anfu was located, Liu Ji and his men just blocked the passage into the door, and the two sides were about eighty steps apart at this time, so close that they could see the expressions on each other's faces.

He first glanced at Yang Pre, who was riding and rode, and found that the kid was trembling with excitement, so he ignored it, turned his head and glanced at the team behind him, only his own team, and the rout soldiers who followed behind actually stopped at the corner of the street less than twenty paces, and it seemed that they were ready to flee at any time.

Liu Ji's brows furrowed slightly, the morale of the army is really not something that can be stirred up by one or two bold words, and they have to see hope, the black and oppressive cavalry in front of them has already crowded the opposite street, obviously the other party didn't expect it, and was looking at them.

"That's it?" Gao Miao led the people to walk at the forefront, pointed to the small banner of the main guard, and laughed loudly: "The hairy child who has not dried up dares to learn from others, so let's go back to eat milk obediently." ”

The Hu cavalry behind him let out all kinds of strange laughs like him, because they saw that behind this small team, there was a large group of routs, everyone had a look of panic on their faces, and some of them were even barehanded, not so much sergeants, but the crowd of melon-eating people who came to watch.

In the midst of their laughter, the person on the other side suddenly moved, and a feather arrow flew out extremely fast, straight to Gao Miao's eyebrows, with his ability, he didn't even see how the other party took the bow and launched it, he could only subconsciously bow his head, only to hear the sound of "bell", the arrow smashed heavily on the outer edge of the iron helmet, and the strong force that came was like being hit on the head with a fist, and it hurt and hurt.

As soon as he raised his head, a red shadow rushed over, and the figure he called the hairy child directly opposite was gone.

Liu Ji got off the horse in front of them, and when the other party saw that he didn't even use a horse, he naturally made no secret of the contempt in his eyes, just when Yang Huzi's feather arrow shot and attracted the attention of most people, he also moved at the same time, although he was wearing a full set of heavy armor and carrying a heavy weapon behind him, Liu Ji still burst out with huge kinetic energy in an instant, and his heavy leather boots stepped on the bluestone paved street, making a muffled thunderous sound.

"Knock Knock"

After a few big strides, he had already deceived the opponent's horse head to the range of ten steps, ripped off the tether on his body with one hand, turned his back with the other hand, and firmly grasped the long hilt, and let out a sharp roar from his mouth, and in the opponent's gradually widening eyes, the momentum became more and more fierce.

"Mo Dao!"

There were bursts of exclamations in all directions, just as Gao Miao of the front was so shocked that he couldn't speak, because the young man's hands held the hilt of the knife, and his whole body jumped high with the momentum, and a bright white knife light flashed in the air, like a long rainbow, and the sharp blade seemed to imprison the surrounding air, even interrupting their voices.

Gao Miao deserved to be the brightest in this group of people, and in this situation, he still made the only correct reaction, pulled the reins in his hand tightly, and then fell off his horse, the war horse under the crotch let out a long neigh, the front hooves were raised high, and the long horse's neck stood straight, looking like it was taking the initiative to meet the white light.

"Bang"

Liu Ji slashed the horse's head with all his might, the sharp blade with heavy inertia, broke the hard skull, and went down like a withering and decaying situation, splitting the entire front half of the war horse into two pieces, splashing blood all over his body, and the place where his legs fell has become a pool of blood full of filth, coupled with the huge Mo knife in his hand, the whole image is like a blood-devouring demon, which makes people shudder.

"Poof"

The warhorse, which had long since lost its life, fell sideways at his feet, and its owner had not yet risen from the ground, and a rapid sound of horses' hooves suddenly sounded, accompanied by Yang Huzi's trademark long smile.

"Dare to scold Xiao Wulang for being a hairy child, I really admire your courage."

When the sound arrived, of course he didn't come to praise, the eight-foot-long lance was held by him with both hands, and the tip of the lance made of stainless steel easily picked up the iron armor on Gao Miao's body, the latter only felt that his body was light, and the person flew into the air all of a sudden.

"Goro!"

Yang Miao's shout was about to exit, Liu Ji's Mo knife was swung out again, only a flat turn, the human body on the big lance had been separated, Gao Miao's round head and the iron helmet under the jaw flew up, and was grabbed by Yang Pre on horseback.

"Haha, Lao Tzu finally got the chicken!"

With that, he flicked the lance outward with one hand, and the headless corpse on the tip of the lance was thrown out by him and fell into the crowd of horsemen, and he didn't know which unlucky ghost he hit, causing an exclamation.

What made Liu Ji even more speechless was that this guy actually had a flawed head into the belt, and then his legs vigorously clamped the horse's belly and slammed into the enemy formation in front.

Is there such a good buddy who steals the show? After the fight, break off the relationship.

Liu Ji scolded while raising his hands and shouting to the sky.

"Dry pit!"

"Strikers!"

Chen Jin and other subordinates, who had already dismounted with him, echoed in unison.

"Dry pit!"

"Wan Sheng!"

However, a small team of fifty people, under the guidance of the small battle flag on the tooth side, quickly formed a standard triangular attack formation, with Liu Ji and other Mo swordsmen as the front, and rushed towards the black pressure enemy army in front.

Hun Xuan, who was less than a hundred paces away, was dumbfounded, and no one thought that a small team of fifty people, facing thousands of cavalry troops, would fight without saying a word, to be precise, without saying a word.

A wave of shame deeply permeated the body and mind of the same sixteen-year-old, and the formation in front of him that did not look back made his blood boil, and he couldn't help but get up.

"Shame! What a fucking shame! People say to watch the battle, let's really stop moving, the Supreme is watching, the father, the wife, and the children are watching, even if they die on the spot, don't let people look down on it, are there any people who fight to the death with Hun Laozi? ”

He waved his long knife to look left and right, but no one answered, and he gritted his teeth hatefully, intending to rush over alone, when a man's voice sounded at the right time.

"Brother Hun, they don't go, but my servant doesn't believe it."

"Lao Tzu also goes!"

"Damn, fight with these Hu'er!"

"Kill the thief!"

Soon, one after another soldiers of the Yulin Army jumped out of the crowd and followed him, although there were only a few hundred people, Hun Yang and Fu Guyan were not afraid, they each snatched a war horse left by the Qiankeng Sergeant, picked up the horse lance that he didn't know where to pick up, and led the group of people to rush to the small army formation that had been flooded by Hu Cai.