In the second confrontation, Zheng Zhi and Wei Ming Renming stared at each other, slightly controlling their horses and rushing towards their opponents. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The horses galloped, Zheng Zhi's mind turned quickly, and the spear in his hand went back, making the appearance that he was about to exert force.

After waving his spear from side to side, he clenched it in his hand, clamped it under his ribs, and waited to stab it vigorously.

Both of them were at the head of the line, both waiting for the blow.

Near, near.

The two were about to hand over, Zheng Zhi suddenly raised the spear high, fell back at the waist, and immediately stretched up, and the spear had been thrown vigorously as a javelin. Straight to the Golden Armor Weiming, who was only a few steps ahead.

Seeing Zheng Zhi's actions, Wei Mingrenming thought that Zheng Zhi was afraid of fighting with him, but he was happy in his heart, and he also knew that as long as he flew the spear thrown away, where would Zheng Zhi who was empty-handed still have the power to resist.

The spear under the rib swung vigorously into the air, and the weapon that was taken off obviously did not pose much of a threat to Jin Jiaweiming, and the spear of more than forty catties flew in.

"Dang!" With a loud bang, the flying iron spear was swept aside, but it was this huge force that also made Wei Ming Renming's hands beat.

Zheng Zhi grabbed the mane of the healthy horse under him with one hand, clamped the horse's belly tightly with his legs, hooked the stirrup with both feet, his body was already sideways, and his other hand was also stretched out, followed by a flash of cold light.

The two horses had already intersected, and Wei Ming Renming's eyes were huge, and he had already seen Zheng Zhi who was on the horse, and he held a short blade in his outstretched hand and stabbed straight into his abdomen. This short blade is a good knife that Lu Qian got from the broken temple.

It was too late for the spear to block it, Wei Ming Renming shouted violently, his heart was already firm, this time he was bound to regain his lost dignity, regardless of it, the spear hurriedly smashed at Zheng Zhi, who was on the side of the horse.

"Wow!!" With a sharp and piercing sound, the short blade in Zheng Zhi's hand had already been inserted into the abdomen of the golden armor, but this golden armor was really heavy, and such a good blade was only more than half of the armor, and it was already exhausted.

"Boom!" There was another loud bang, and the spear in Wei Ming Renming's hand had already hit Zheng Zhi's arm that was clutching the horse's mane, sparks flew everywhere, and iron filings flew sideways. It was the armor pieces on Zheng Zhi's arm that flew out.

With such a powerful blow to his abdomen, where he was still sitting firmly, the man had already flown off his horse, and blood was quickly oozing out of his armor.

Looking at Zheng Zhi again, he screamed, and the arm holding the mane of the horse's neck hung down instantly, and the sideways figure was planted directly to the ground. Fortunately, both ankles hooked the stirrups.

"Stab him!" Zheng Zhi, whose head was a little dazed, still shouted, his body fell on his back on the side of the horse, and was quickly dragged forward by the horse, and the broken arm shook up and down with the galloping horse. Zheng Zhi tried his best to sit back on the horse, but he couldn't sit up no matter how hard he tried, only the broken arm was swinging in the air.

"Brother!"

"General!"

Shi Jin and Sun Shengchao were beside Zheng Zhi, and seeing that Zheng Zhi was no longer able to turn over his body, he was so anxious that he chased after him, and in front of him was already the enemy's spear blade stabbing Zheng Zhi.

The blade of the gun was about to enter the body, Shi Jin swung the iron spear wildly, flew forward, and directly smashed six or seven spear blades that stabbed at Zheng Zhi.

In front of the fallen Wei Ming Renming, there were countless stabbing spears, and countless party soldiers flew directly off the horse and threw themselves at Jin Jia.

Spears stabbed and blood splattered. On top of the chaotic formation, the horses galloped, the spears of the Western Army stabbed wave after wave, and more party knights abandoned their horses to protect.

Shi Jin had already caught up with Zheng Zhi, there were enemies in front of him, spears were splashing like water, the enemy didn't care about Shi Jin at all, everyone flew their weapons towards Zheng Zhi. Shi Jin was overwhelmed, yelling wildly, and dancing with a spear like a fan blade, just to protect his brother from the battle.

"Sun Shengchao, where are you? Dog Day stuff, don't come soon! Shi Zhizhong shouted, his eyes were about to split, and Zheng Zhi was dragged by the side of the horse in the air, a broken arm was flicked up and down, and the iron helmet had long since fallen somewhere, and he was about to be assassinated on the spot by countless party members in front of him at any time. But he didn't have time to deal with these assassinations, where could he help Zheng Zhi get up, so he had to shout and scold Sun Shengchao.

"Ahh Sun Shengchao, who was two steps behind him, heard the shout, and was even more eager, howling in his mouth, vigorously sweeping down a person who was blocking the way in front of him, and the tail of the iron gun smashed into the back of the healthy horse under him.

Jianma was in pain, galloped a few steps forward, and finally arrived at Zheng Zhi's side.

Sun Shengchao hit the horse in a hurry, his body was close to the horse's back, one hand stretched out, grabbed Zheng Zhi's arm to grab the saddle, and pulled hard.

Zheng Zhi got up, shook it, got up, and lay on the horse's back. The atmosphere was panting wildly, and he had been dragged backwards for a long time, and his head was already congested, and his brain was still chaotic.

"Hurry up and kill my brother!!" Shi Jin saw that Zheng Zhi was already lying on the back of the horse, and he was overjoyed, and beat the horse and galloped forward on Zheng Zhi's right.

Sun Shengchao was on Zheng Zhi's left, the two of them were one left and one right, and the spears were swept around, not to kill the enemy, but to clear the obstacles for Zheng Zhi and go out as soon as possible.

After a while, the two armies divided again, and each of them fought his horse and turned around. Between the two armies, corpses were strewn all over the field.

Zheng Zhi's eyes were bloodshot and red, and his face was bruised. But he regained his senses, and the broken arm of his left hand was in sharp pain, which made Zheng Zhi's body tremble a little.

"Da Lang brings the rope." Zheng Zhi gritted his teeth, said words in his mouth, and his red eyes were full of anger staring at the opposite Jin Jia.

Shi Jin obviously understood what his brother meant, and turned his head to look at a war horse next to him that no longer had an owner, the head of the gun flashed a few times, and the cow belt on the saddle had broken and fell to the ground.

got off the horse and took the belt, then ran to Zheng Zhi, and helped Zheng Zhi tie the broken arm to his body a few times.

On the opposite side, Jin Jia Weiming also stood in the formation, sweating profusely, holding his spear in one hand, covering his bloody abdomen with the other, his hands were trembling, and his abdomen was still stuck with Zheng Zhi's short blade.

The remaining knights on both sides once again tightened their positions.

"Rush again!" Zheng Zhi, who had tied his arms, shouted, hit the horse and galloped, and pulled out a wooden gun stuck in the corpse, and the knight behind him did not hesitate to run with Zheng Zhi.

Will be a soldier! Zheng Zhi is this guts, his eyes are angry, and his whole body is bile!

The knights of the Western Army have already begun to run wildly.

Jin Jia did not move, his body trembled, his forehead was sweating profusely, and his abdomen was bloody. Zheng Zhi, who was galloping in front of him with his eyes firmly in his eyes, made a sharp grinding sound in his mouth, his nose opened and closed inside and out, and his heart was full of anger.

Song Qi is getting closer and closer, and Zheng Zhi is getting closer and closer.

"Let's go!" Jin Jia first hit the horse and turned his head, and then shouted a party item. The heart of death, the Golden Armor of the Great Xia Imperial Family, is known and benevolent, and it always seems that it is difficult to be slightly missing at this juncture.

"! Dog's day is running again! Zheng Zhi had already killed his red eyes, his whole body was boiling with battle intent, and the sharp pain from his body reminded Zheng Zhi that he must kill this Jin Jia Wei Ming.

At this time, seeing Jin Jia Weiming beating the horse and turning his head and running, Zheng Zhi was not happy and angry, he hated it in his heart, his legs kept clamping the horse's belly, and he shouted in his mouth: "Intercept him, intercept him quickly!" ”

When everyone behind him saw the retreat of the party members, they were overjoyed, and they also cheered and cheered in their mouths, and saw their own general order. The horse is fast, and the horse directly hits the horse out of the original tight formation, and many people have already surpassed Zheng Zhi and chased forward.

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