"It's your own death. No wonder me! Yan Ming said unceremoniously.

Moshan nodded and said, "Hurry up, it'll be me next time." ”

Yan Ming deliberately pretended to be a scoundrel, raised the gun in his hand, slowly put it down, and aimed with grinning, as if he was really going to pick it up and smash it.

Seeing Yan Ming's grinning appearance, Magic Mountain laughed. He has seen a lot of such clowns, all of whom are beam-jumping clowns with no real skills.

The Huns also laughed and pointed at Yan Ming from afar. Even King Zuo Xian felt that the little general of this big man in the rear was simply unaware of the height of the sky, and he actually went head-to-head with the magic mountain one-on-one.

"Kill him and tear this Han clown to shreds." The Huns shouted loudly and cheered behind them.

Demon Mountain waved the long lance in his hand, turned around the rear, and roared.

When the Huns saw him in this state, they howled even more, as if they saw Yan Ming being trampled under his feet.

Yan Ming slowly raised the flintlock pistol in his hand, aimed at the forehead of the Demon Mountain, and said, "I'll hit your head this time, you have to be careful." ”

Demon Mountain smiled contemptuously and said, "Come on, boy. ”

"Okay, look at my spell!" Yan Ming roared angrily, and the gun in his hand was already aimed at the forehead of the Demon Mountain.

"Bang-"

The muzzle of the flintlock pistol erupted fire, and even pale blue smoke rose up.

At close range, the magic mountain didn't even have a chance to react, and the bullet directly pierced his forehead. Buckshot shot out of the back of his head, ripping open the back of his skull.

Blood spurted out.

The lance of the Demon Mountain was still on the horse, but his people fell to the ground.

The Huns in the back were still cheering, and the death of the magic mountain came so suddenly that they didn't even have time to stop cheering.

"Haha, haha - the big guys of the Huns are useless, and they are not vulnerable at all." Yan Ming laughed out loud.

At this moment, the entire Huns fell silent.

In the depths of King Zuo Xian's eyes, there was obviously a look of jealousy.

He could see that what Yan Ming used just now was a mysterious weapon that had silently killed many Huns on the battlefield these days.

"Kill!" King Zuo Xian roared.

Murderous voices suddenly erupted all around.

It turns out that the challenge of the Magic Mountain is nothing more than a plan to lure the snake out of the hole.

The Huns had already taken advantage of the darkness of night to set up ambushes around the Magic Mountain to invite a duel, just to capture the Han generals alive and ask about the secrets of flintlock pistols and fire thunder.

These things are simply a magic weapon against them, the people on horseback. If you don't study and understand, King Zuo Xian won't be able to sleep.

So discuss with the staff and let the Magic Mountain fight. Once the magic mountain wins, capture the opponent's generals alive and come back to torture. If the magic mountain is invincible, he will fight and retreat, and when he arrives in the ambush circle of the Huns, he will still be the same general who captures the Han alive.

This plan belongs to a seamless design, but unfortunately, Yan Ming's firearms are too powerful, and he sent the magic mountain to the west in one fell swoop.

King Zuo Xian no longer cared about any predetermined plans, ambushed the troops, and immediately ordered to attack with all his strength to capture Yan Ming.

War came in an instant.

Everyone roared wildly, trying to catch Yan Ming.

The Huns in ambush around were like a tide, regardless of life or death, regardless of the intensive shooting in the bunker, there was only one target, that is, Yan Ming's mount.

At the moment when the Huns' ambush suddenly rose, Lei was surrounded by and Chengxin flew out. The Great Ring Monk laughed strangely, and the wide monk's robe was shaken off by him, revealing a cloth bag covered in the monk's robe.

He leaned back with one hand, and caught a fire thunderbolt in the cloth bag, and with a wave of his other hand, he lit the fire fold in his hand.

The fire thunder was ignited in Dajie's hand, and Dajie laughed wildly and threw the fire thunder at the Hun cavalry rushing over.

"Boom-"

With the blossoming of fire and thunder, the Huns' charging formation was disrupted.

But tens of thousands of Huns rushed together, and a single fire and thunder could not be stopped. Even if Dajie constantly threw fire and thunder, it could only temporarily tear the large army of the Huns apart.

"Retreat!" Lei was roared angrily, the long sword in his hand flashed out, and together with Chengxin, he protected Yan Ming and retreated towards Cloud City.

The Huns tried their best for this blow.

How could Yan Ming retreat safely.

I saw that the Huns behind him roared, and more than a dozen Hun strong men were a shoulder higher than ordinary people, and the muscles in their bodies seemed to explode.

These people are protected by heavy armor in their vital areas, and only their muscles are exposed.

They strode forward, and as soon as they stretched out their hands, they lifted the surrounding Huns up.

Bullets and crossbow arrows from the bunkers were fired at the Huns who were lifted in front of them. With the blocking of the human shield, more than a dozen big men rushed to the back of the war horses of Yan Ming and the others at once.

Seeing those strong men standing on the ground who were about to catch up with his own horseback height, Yan Ming was also aroused to be ferocious, and the flintlock pistol in his hand had been loaded.

"Stay alive—" The tall Hun roared in a deep voice, and a pair of big fan-like hands grabbed directly behind Yan Ming.

He couldn't reach Yan Ming at all, but he grabbed Yan Ming's tail.

The war horse was pulled by him, neighed, and wanted to escape, but it couldn't resist the strength of the Hun giant, and was pulled to stand up directly with its front hooves, making a sad roar.

Lei was killed by Cheng Xin immediately, and between the long swords, they had already swept through the throat of the Hun giant.

But the Hun giant was extremely fierce, although he had lost his breath, he still grabbed the horse's tail in his hand, and before he died, he actually wrapped Yan Ming's war horse tail tightly around his arm.

"Die together!" Before the smoke, the Hun giants roared wildly.

With a twist of Lei Shu's sword, the head of the Hun giant flew directly into the sky.

As the giant fell, Yan Ming's war horse was also kicked down by another Hun strong man who caught up behind. Yan Ming's whole body flew out of the war horse, rolled on the ground and stood up.

"Come over to me!" As soon as the strong man grabbed Yan Ming's shoulder, he lifted Yan Ming up.

Cheng Xin flew past the strong man, and the short knife in his hand crossed the strong man's body several times in an instant.

The strong man grabbed Yan Ming's hand and slowly drooped down.

Cheng Xin couldn't wait, and he cut off the wrist of the strong man and pulled Yan Ming and ran towards Cloud City.

The defenders at the head of the city did not dare to use fire thunder and condor crossbows at all, because Yan Ming and the others were still among the enemy groups. Wang Dajian roared wildly, carried a military crossbow on his back, and rushed out with a swallow sword.

Behind him, all the Hu Cavalry Captains rushed out.

Yan Ming used to be their captain general and their main general. Once a main general, a lifelong main general. Captain Hu Cai's army has already recognized Yan Ming, the main general. It was impossible for them to be like the later Han army, watching Yan Ming retreat as pursued by the Huns.