Jiang Du carried the rope, shrunk and gently approached the last row of Assyrian soldiers, and then held the end of the rope with both hands and slowly pulled it twice, the two-meter-long double-strand rope was slightly thicker than a goose egg, weighing fifty or sixty pounds, even if it was lightly picked, it would make a whining sound, although the Assyrian soldiers in the back row looked ahead, they still heard the movement behind them, they looked back curiously, but the ground was dark in front of them, and a thick and long black shadow suddenly attacked with a rapid whimper. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The heavy rope, coupled with Jiang Du's arm strength, is enough to crack the stele, not to mention the flesh and blood.

Boom! The two Assyrians' heads were torn apart and they fell to the ground without a word, and the red and white liquid rushed out of the distance.

Jiang Du and the other two Assyrians looked stunned, and none of them seemed to expect that this blow would have such an effect. Seeing that the other party was stunned, Jiang Du did not hesitate, twisted his waist and turned around, his arms exerted force, and the rope swept towards the other two again.

The piercing whimper woke each other up, and the two saw that the situation was not good, shouted loudly, and waved their knives to parry.

The force of the rope weighed more than a thousand catties, hitting the blade of the knife, and instantly slammed into the bodies of the two people, and the person and the knife were like being rolled up out of thin air by a sudden wind, and then fell down fiercely, and there was no movement after two flutters.

The other Assyrian soldiers noticed the anomaly behind them, and a dozen people in the back row quickly threw away the ropes in their hands and pounced on Jiang Du. A trace of fierceness flashed in Jiang Dao's eyes, the rope trembled like a heavy stick, and it came up with a few sweeps, the attack range of the rope was large, indestructible, and it could not be blocked, plus Jiang Dao's arm strength was amazing, and he was more handy to use, and soon knocked all the people who blocked him to the ground, and then rushed into the middle of the Assyrian soldiers in the front row.

The cavalry in front of them all grew their mouths, because from their point of view, the tall Jiang Du was rushing more aggressively in the enemy group, like a black bear rushing into a cornfield, and instantly beating dozens of enemies in front of him.

"Go after the people over there!" Stepping over the piles of corpses, Jiang Du said to the sluggish cavalry, and raised the double-strand rope in his hand:

"Watch out for tripping horses!"

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At the same time, He Jun, Zheng Kui and others were in a bitter battle, and the last to slide down on the sling were actually four senior soldiers, an eighth-level division commander, and three brigade commanders.

Their appearance immediately boosted the morale of the 2,000 Assyrian soldiers who were scattered in formation, and the offensive soared.

The weapon in the hand of the Assyrian division commander Umungfu was a long stick, which was strong and brave, and contained several masters of the Northern Yan army, including He Jun, and the other three brigade commanders took advantage of the situation to lead people to attack those Beiyan light horses, and soon captured dozens of war horses.

Dozens of Assyrians quickly turned on their horses and fled, and the Beiyan light cavalry also divided more than 100 horses to chase after them.

He Jun was a little anxious, although his own number was slightly superior, but with the Assyrian horsemanship, if they were allowed to have 500 cavalry, not only would their mission of destroying the enemy not be completed, but the wheat field might not be able to be saved.

Seeing the anxiety in He Jun's eyes, the long stick in Wumengfu's hand flew up and down, and there was a strange smile in his mouth: "As long as the fire burns your food, see how you survive the winter, haha!" ”

"Whew! You think beautifully! Don't pee either, take a picture of your cookcake face! He Jun's face sank like water, and he fought back without showing weakness.

"Humph! Wait for the fire to go together, I'll see how hard you are still mouthed! ”

"Look at the guns, you!"

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The two of them exchanged swords and scolds each other, but there was no ambiguity under their hands, and He Jun was on a par with Umengfu with a large number of people.

The Assyrian soldiers who fled on horseback were very cunning, and they divided into several groups, leading the light cavalry of Beiyan to disperse, and some of them even took their longbows from their horses and exchanged fire with their pursuers, causing casualties on both sides. But it is getting closer and closer to the wheat field, at this time the weather is dry and dry, the autumn wind is strong, once the fire is ignited, the whole wheat field will be destroyed, and the situation is very critical.

Suddenly, more than 100 young soldiers appeared in the field of vision, they were in a group of several people, carrying spears, and quickly intercepted from the front, the Assyrian soldiers sneered, and several light soldiers were like intercepting the Assyrian cloud horse, what a joke!

Therefore, their whole people were lying on the back of their horses, and began to sprint with all their might, and there was only three or four hundred meters left to reach the wheat field, and the cavalry in the rear could not catch up, and the light soldiers in front had been ignored by them.

The distance between the two sides grew closer, and soon they became closer, and the Assyrian cavalry stared at the light soldiers, and found that they did not raise their spears to stab, and wondered in their hearts, but suddenly found the long rope in the hands of the other party.

Bastard! It's a trip!

As soon as this thought slipped through his mind, the horse under his crotch suddenly rushed forward uncontrollably, and then he threw himself on the ground with full strength, and these Assyrian cavalrymen fell with a blue nose and swollen face, and before they could come to their senses, they were shot several times, and in the blink of an eye, they were dead.

The Beiyan light cavalry behind him then rushed over, looked at these young faces, gave a thumbs up one by one, and grinned: "Recruit eggs, well done!" After the battle, please drink! ”

"Okay!" Zhang Tiaoyue, Xiao Hei and others cheered in unison......

After a long battle, the He army gradually felt exhausted, but Umengfu became more and more courageous, and his strength exceeded expectations, and a light cavalry brigade commander had died under his stick.

The morale of the two sides has been declining, and Beiyan has fallen behind.

Umungfu was proud in his heart, and the long stick was strong and heavy, and he was smashed and beaten violently, He Jun and several of his subordinates were so tired that their hands and feet were sore, and the situation was precarious.

Suddenly, a thick black light suddenly came, sweeping towards Umungfu, who swung his stick to parry, but the black light instantly turned around and slapped him on the ass with a bang.

Umunfu suddenly felt an unbearable pain in his buttocks, as if it had been split into four petals in an instant, and he lost consciousness even at the base of his thighs.

"Who went out of their way to sneak up on me?" Umunf, who had always had the upper hand, stared at him and burst into foul language, only to see a tall, swarthy man standing in front of him with a thick rope in his hand.

"Commander of the Third Division, Jiang Du!"

As soon as the words fell, the black light came again, and Umungfu did not dare to parry, so he retreated sharply. Wuguang chased after him, like hunting a great snake in the middle of the earth, and Umunfu had no choice but to retreat. The two of you chased after me, and He Jun and the others looked confused.

Who is Jiang Du? Actually chasing Umunfu to fight!

He is the king of the soldiers! Most of the Beiyan light soldiers knew Jiang Du and yelled excitedly. The Assyrian soldiers looked at the retreating Umunfu with mixed expressions.

Hearing the roar of the opposing soldiers, Umunfu was ashamed in his heart, but the strength of the opponent's rope was too great, and he couldn't bear to take a casual hit.

But he also knew that the Assyrian soldiers were watching him, so he couldn't retreat!

The black light swept again, Umunfu blocked with a stick, and at the same time fought with severe pain, grabbed the other end of the rope, and then he rushed forward along the rope, stepped in front of Jiang Du in two steps, picked up his fist and smashed it, he had to kill the other party in front of the soldiers on both sides, in order to save his own decline.

Seeing this, He Jun's heart tightened, but he suddenly saw that many recruits showed anticipation. Strange in his heart, an extremely strange voice suddenly came into his ears.

Syllable!

Then I saw Umunf's huge helmet fly into the air! (To be continued.) )