The Song warrior raised the axe above his head with one hand, and then swung it violently, slashing into the air. The knife shattered, shards of metal shot into the ground, and the half-truncated knife fell from Wan Yan Lou's hand and was thrown aside.

He slowly shook off the shattered armor and threw it high into the smoke behind him. It was a young man, shirtless, with dark skin, arms as thick as the trunks of a great tree, and a huge iron axe in his hand. The thick, tousled beard almost covered his entire face, except for the blood-red pupils, which shone brightly. He moved slowly, his eyes full of hatred.

Wan Yan Lou's voice trembled, and the fear that he forcibly suppressed was suddenly released, and under his robe, he was covered in cold sweat. He realized that he might be going to die.

The other party's blood-red eyes looked directly at him, and he slowly walked forward with heavy steps. Wan Yan Lou tried to keep his composure, but his heart was beating so fast that he suspected that the veins in his face were beating wildly, and he had completely exposed his fear to his enemies. He had never faced such a pair of eyes, he remembered the legends of the herdsmen, the legend that such people are devils, they are not human at all, human beings will not have such eyes like soaked in blood!

Wanyan Lou slowly retreated in Lerma, and the guards around him did not dare to rush forward, this young man forced hundreds of elites of the cavalry army to retreat slowly.

He slowly raised his iron axe, and let out a loud roar in his throat, just like when he had just entered the battlefield, and the Song warriors echoed him with the same roar. These Song army foot soldiers formed a small team nearby, approaching the direction of this person like crazy, and in just an instant, dozens of Song warriors gathered behind him. Wan Yan Lou's heart trembled slightly, these Song warriors seemed to be possessed by the god of war, a low roar came out of their throats, and their pupils seemed to gradually glow with the blood-red light of that person.

"Shoot the arrows!" After Yan Lou gave the order, he quickly retreated.

The Iron Harrier cavalry hurriedly drew their bows and arrows. But that person launched at the same time as Yan Lou's order, and rushed into the large array of Iron Harrier cavalry like lightning, and he was alone, facing hundreds of Iron Harrier cavalry, no one thought that he would adopt such a dangerous tactic. The Iron Harrier at the front had just raised his bow and before the arrow could be fired, the man was already in front of him, and he cut the man's neck with his bowstring in terror. The man tilted his head slightly, flashed the bowstring, and threw his iron axe into the air, reaching out and grabbing the iron harrier horseman from his saddle. The Iron Harrier Cavalry, who was far more muscular than him, was like a baby in his hands, and there was no room for resistance. The man lifted him in the air, grabbed his ankles with both hands, and tore from side to side. His arms were extremely long, and his tree-like arms burst with incredible strength, and the Iron Harrier cavalry was torn in half by him. The thick blood seemed to explode in mid-air, pouring on the man's body, and he raised his head to meet the blood rain, and led the beast to enjoy the fresh blood food, and then threw away the two corpses, and raised his hand to grab the falling axe.

Everyone froze, the bloody scene and diabolical foe made the Iron Harrier cavalry wonder where they were.

The roar of rage covered the plains, accompanied by the terrible chirping of vultures in the sky, and there was only one reason why vultures could take off in such weather, and that was because there was too much fresh food.

The man rushed up again, and Wan Yan Lou was so shocked that he raised his hands in front of him, but in fact the other party was still ten steps away from him. Several loyal Iron Harrier cavalry rushed up to block Wan Yan Lou's room, and the man jumped up and swung out with a big axe. In one blow, he cut off the waists of two Iron Harrier cavalrymen and the heads of two horses. He stretched out his hand and grabbed the spurted hot blood and smeared it on his pure body, and continued to approach, no one dared to stand in front of Wanyan Lou's room, and Wanyan Lou's room could only retreat again and again.

The man stretched out a finger and pointed at Wan Yan Lou's room, and then pointed at the Iron Harrier cavalry around him.

"Hahahaha!" The demonic man was bathed in boiling blood, looking up to the sky and laughing wildly, "Jin Guo dog thief! Where are all your abilities? Aren't you wolves? How did they all become lambs now? ”

His gaze completely crushed Wan Yan Lou's belief. After Yan Lou turned his horse's head around, he ran backwards.

That person doesn't chase. He took off the hatchet from the side of his waist and threw it with his hand. This brutal weapon slices through the air and emits a breathtaking roar. The sergeant holding the flag behind Wanyan Lou's room felt it at the moment of death, and he turned his head to see the black iron light piercing his pupils. The sharp axe lifted the entire skull above the eyes into the air, and the corpse fell from his horse tightly clutching the battle flag, his feet still in the stirrups and pulled away by the terrified war horse.

The military flag, a symbol of courage and dignity, was stained with blood and dragged out bright red patterns on the land. Wanyan Lou didn't dare to stay, the eyes chased him behind him, like a devil flying in the void, and his cold teeth were against the back of his neck. He frantically whipped his horse and rushed into the vast smokescreen.

"You can't run away! I, Han Shizhong, have never been able to escape the target. The man looked at the back of Yan Lou's room and said slowly.

Wanyan Lou ran desperately to the rear, trying to join the large group of men and horses, thousands of Jin cavalry approached him, surrounded him, and the Jin cavalry raised their weapons and shields above their heads and struck them, making a deafening roar. Facing the unprecedented fierce and capable Song army, tens of thousands of Jurchen cavalry regrouped, and these men silently pushed the dead clansmen off their horses, and then turned over on their horses. The military flag of Wanyan Lou's room was held high again, but no one cheered, and tens of thousands of pairs of eyes looked at that person. They were not as noisy as they were to Wan Yan Lou's room, and their silence was like worshipping God.

The man named Han Shizhong walked over slowly, he stood high on the pile of corpses, looked at the Jin army that was trying to regroup after the retreat, raised his big axe and pointed in the direction of Taiyuan City.

"Good boys of the Great Song! In front of us is Taiyuan City, turn today into a day for us to kill the enemy and serve the country! Kill every enemy who stands in your way! ”

Hearing his roar, the Song warriors all let out an earth-shattering roar.

"Kill the enemy with me!" Han Shizhong stared at Wan Yan Lou's room, roared, jumped off the pile of corpses, raised his big axe, and threw himself towards the Jin army, behind him was the surging tide of Song soldiers.