At the beginning of the battle, the fighting was very fierce, the stumps and broken arms kept flying, and people kept falling, but most of the people who fell belonged to the side of the rebels.

These rebels were originally from peasants, but they had only received some formal military training in the last ten days, and there were many people in them who had never seen blood, let alone been on the battlefield, so in the face of the team composed of regular troops and Jinyi guards, they were only slaughtered for a while.

Seeing that the people on his side kept falling, Shen Aotian gritted his teeth and rushed forward again, trying his best to rush into the ranks of the enemy army.

While killing, he commanded people to retreat, his side was originally here to chase and kill Xing Jiamu, but now that he has not caught up, if he loses all the pursuit team, then Shen Aotian will really have no face.

With vague footsteps and gold stars flashing in his eyes, Shen Aotian knew that he couldn't hold on anymore and could die in this chaotic army at any time.

Just when Shen Aotian couldn't hold on, a figure rushed over from the other end of the road, watching the familiar figure keep approaching, Shen Aotian was in a hurry, and a mouthful of blood couldn't hold back anymore, spurting out of his mouth.

Afraid of something, when the reinforcements came, he originally thought that Xiang Luyang had returned to Ansai, so he was relieved even if he died in battle, but now Xiang Luyang not only did not return to Ansai, but actually ran here to send him to death, how can he not make people anxious.

Shen Aotian knew that Xiang Luyang's martial arts foundation, in a short period of personal encounters, Xiang Luyang might still be able to make some achievements, but this kind of large-scale fight, Xiang Luyang has no internal strength, and he can't support it for long at all.

After a mouthful of blood spurted out, Shen Aotian rushed back and ran towards Xiang Luyang, shouting loudly as he ran: "Don't come here, hurry back to the city to report the news, we have encountered an ambush." ”

Shen Aotian's consciousness was already a little blurry at this time, and he didn't even notice that Xiang Luyang only took less than ten breaths from the distance of more than one mile from appearing in his field of vision to to him.

Before Shen Aotian fell into a coma, the last picture he saw was Xiang Luyang's anxious face.

Seeing Shen Aotian, who was covered in blood, fall into his arms, Xiang Luyang felt remorse in his heart, it was his own conceit that harmed Shen Aotian, if he had come to the time of a stick of incense earlier, Shen Aotian would not have fought so miserably.

called a few rebels, helped Shen Aotian onto the war horse, and asked them to protect Shen Aotian to go back to the city to rescue the soldiers first, and then rushed to the place where the battle was most fierce with a gust of wind.

Shooting is a killing move, each move is an attack according to the deadly place, like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, slaughtering those brocade guards and officials and soldiers, at this time Xiang Luyang can no longer care about any irregular rules, Lu Tianming can ignore the rules and prevent himself from attacking Xing Jiamu, then he can ignore the rules and slaughter these ordinary soldiers.

Xiang Luyang's addition greatly boosted the morale of the rebel army, and the originally one-sided situation finally had a turnaround.

The impact of morale on an army is vividly reflected at this moment, the lambs that were originally slaughtered, after Xiang Luyang appeared, all became man-eating tigers, exchanging injuries for injuries, and exchanging death for injuries.

These officers and soldiers, who are soldiers just to eat or oppress the people, when the war is in the upper hand, they are braver than anyone else, once the war is in the upper hand, these people are moved to run away, joking, no matter how much military pay and how great the power is, then they must have their lives to enjoy.

After Pang Qinghu saw Xiang Luyang joining, he actually turned the tide of the battle with his own strength, knowing that if he continued like this, the situation might get out of control.

Thinking of this, Pang Qinghu didn't dare to delay for a moment, and after getting rid of the entanglement of his opponent, he rushed directly to Xiang Luyang, he had never seen Xiang Luyang, and he didn't know Xiang Luyang's martial arts, although Xiang Luyang was brave in battle at this time, but Pang Qinghu didn't take these things seriously, because Xiang Luyang did these things now, he could also do it, because slaughtering ordinary soldiers didn't take much ability.

Seeing Pang Qinghu rushing towards Xiang Lu Yang without knowing the severity, Lu Zhiyong, who was resting behind, hurriedly shouted: "Don't go over, you can't afford to mess with that person." ”

Although Lu Zhiyong's voice is very loud, in this noisy battlefield, at such a long distance, no matter how loud the voice is, Pang Qinghu will not hear it.

At first, Xiang Luyang didn't find out that Pang Qinghu was the main general of these people, and it wasn't until Pang Qinghu rushed towards him that he realized that this person was the backbone of this army.

Seeing Pang Qinghu rushing towards him regardless of him, Xiang Luyang didn't pay attention to him at all, and pretended not to notice him all the time, still taking care of himself, killing the ordinary soldiers within his attack range.

Pang Qinghu saw that Xiang Luyang didn't notice him at all, and there was a burst of joy in his heart, the master made a move, if he made the first move, the advantage was needless to say.

After rushing to a distance less than a zhang away from Xiang Luyang, the embroidered spring knife in Pang Qinghu's hand slashed directly at the back of Xiang Luyang's neck, although the knife was powerful and heavy, but the sound was pressed to the lowest by Pang Qinghu, coupled with the cover of the noisy battlefield, if Xiang Luyang was not aware of it in advance, this knife would definitely be able to make some achievements.

Feeling that the knife was getting closer and closer to him, Xiang Luyang still pretended to be unaware, and still blindly attacked the target in front of him, Pang Qinghu saw that he was about to succeed in this move, and he couldn't help but feel happy in his heart, if the person in front of him died, today's merit would be regarded as a success.

Pang Qinghu is not the same as Lu Zhiyong, in today's battle, even if Lu Zhiyong wins, the credit will not be too great, because today's battle is originally his business, but Pang Qinghu is different, Pang Qinghu's task today is to be responsible for responding, if he can still hit the rebel army hard when he responds to his own people, then his own credit can be said to be second to none.

Just when Pang Qinghu showed a victor's smile, Xiang Luyang's body suddenly dodged this seemingly unsolvable knife at a very strange angle, and then turned around and looked at Pang Qinghu with a smile.

At this time, Pang Qinghu's face still had the smile that belonged to the winner, not because he reacted slowly, but because he had been stunned by Xiang Luyang's posture, and the smile had frozen on his face.

Without giving Pang Qinghu much time to react, Xiang Luyang's right fist had already struck Pang Qinghu's throat.