Seeing that Yinshuke had divided the four thousand cavalry into four brigades, Yue Fei immediately understood Yinshuke's thoughts, and couldn't help but sneer, "Yinshuke is known as a famous Jurchen general, but this time it was a miscalculation. In his heart, he still looks down on our Protectors, and he still has the wishful thinking of annihilating the 5,000 Protectors in one fell swoop. ”

Although Ji Qian didn't know where the silver magic could be miscalculated, she still shouted, "If you want to annihilate our Protector Army in one fell swoop, Yinshu Ke's appetite is really not small. This time, Lao Tzu is going to knock out his mouth full of teeth with an iron shovel. Brother Yue, the golden dog rushed over. Isn't it time for us to speed up? ”

Yue Fei tightened the Zhangba iron spear in his hand, and as soon as he urged the dark clouds to cover the snow under him, the war horse rushed out with a whoosh. "Brothers, kill the golden dog."

"Kill the golden dog!"

Ji Qian, Luo Yanqing, Fu Xuan, Jiao Wentong, and the four fierce generals each shouted loudly, rode a war horse, and followed Yue Fei. Oh, there are only three war horses, and Jiao Wentong's mount is still the mighty white bull.

Behind the four fierce generals, the hooves of the four hundred backing soldiers were like thunder, and the sound of killing shook the sky. Although there were only four hundred people, the momentum was no smaller than that of Black Wind's thousand-man team.

But it was still Yue Fei who rushed to the forefront. Coincidentally, the general of the golden soldiers who rushed to the front on the opposite side was the Black Wind King. The Black Wind King is seven feet tall, and the war horse under his crotch is also more than six feet tall, and the combination of the two is like an iron floating statue rolling forward.

Looking at Yue Fei, who was getting closer and closer, the face of the Black Wind King hidden behind the iron armor couldn't help but show a cruel smile. The Black Wind King had never seen Yue Fei, but he guessed the identity of the general from the eight-foot-long iron spear in Yue Fei's hand. Because Jin 13 said Yue Fei's Zhangba iron spear more than once.

During the Song and Song dynasties, famous guns emerged one after another. But the only ones who can use the eight iron guns on the battlefield are Di Qing, Yue Fei, and Yang Zaixing. Those famous generals who make guns, when practicing guns at home, may use Zhangba iron guns, but once they go to the battlefield, they are mostly guns with one zhang and two guns. It's not that the other generals don't want to use the iron spear, but they really don't have enough spare energy. To be able to make the Zhanghachi Iron Spear as flexible as a short spear requires not only innate divine power, but also extraordinary martial arts and a super understanding of the big gun. And Di Yue and Yang are undoubtedly all genius generals who make guns.

Guessing the identity of the general, the Black Wind King couldn't help but get excited. Although he promised to go to Haikou before the battle, he would cut off Yue Fei's head. But if Yue Fei was hiding in the army, Hei Feng asked himself if he didn't have the ability to take the head of a general in the Ten Thousand Horse Army. This time, Yue Fei actually rode alone, and he was giving the Black Wind King a great feat. Jin Shisan had already sent a message, whoever could kill Yue Fei would be recommended to be the commander of ten thousand masters. Although the Black Wind King looks down on Jin Thirteen, who is very sinicized, the identity of Jin Thirteen is resting there, and that is the younger brother of Marshal Du. As long as he says his name in front of the marshal of the capital, maybe he can really become a commander of ten thousand people. Of course, the premise is that he beheaded Yue Fei today.

For the formation of Yue Fei, the Black Wind King thought that there was no difficulty at all. Although the big gun in Yue Fei's hand was long enough, the Black Wind King believed that it was all used to bluff people. Although the big knife in his hand was seven feet, he didn't know how many generals with spears he had killed.

The Black Wind King was thinking about how to kill Yue Fei in his mind. As everyone knows, in Yue Fei's eyes, he has already become a dead man.

It was too late, it was fast, the cavalry armies of the two sides were still a hundred paces apart, and Yue Fei and the Black Wind King were already in close hands. The main reason is that the horses under the crotches of the two are thousands of miles of good horses, which are far from being matched by other generals. The dark clouds under Yue Fei's crotch cover the snow is the mount of the Golden Sword Wang Shan, the authentic Liaodi Qianli Horse. The mount of the Black Wind King is so black that there is not a single stray hair, and the horse is called the Oolong Pony.

The Black Wind King's hand was raised diagonally, the hairs on the back of his neck exploded, his eyes were round, and all his attention was focused on the iron spear in Yue Fei's hand. He had to dodge Yue Fei's first shot before he could use the seven-foot-long broadsword in his hand to cut off Yue Fei's head.

Yue Fei's eyes were like lightning, staring at every movement of the Black Wind King. The closer the two became, the more Yue Fei felt that Jin on the other side would be a rare opponent. This person may not have practiced systematic martial arts, but he is definitely a master among masters. Just looking at him sitting on a horse like a hungry tiger, there is almost no flaw in his body. I knew that it was almost impossible to kill this person in a hurry. But you have to kill this person quickly. Ji Qiansi is definitely not his opponent. If he is allowed to rush into the Beiwei army, it will cause great losses to the Beiwei army.

Yue Fei's eyes flashed fiercely, and the Zhangba Iron Spear was like an oolong with teeth and claws, tearing through the air and hitting the throat of the Black Wind King.

"Slash!" The Black Wind King didn't dodge or dodge, he shouted out a chopping word, the big knife in his hand was like lightning above the nine heavens, and in the sound of breaking clouds and splitting the wind, the tip of the knife had already slashed on Yue Fei's iron spear.

Hearing a clear sound, Yue Fei's one-foot-long head of the Hundred Refining Iron Spear was actually cut off by the Black Wind King. It turned out that the broadsword in the hands of the Black Wind King was not made of ordinary iron, but was forged with the top steel of Damascus.

Ji Qian was only a few feet away from Yue Fei, and when she saw this scene, she couldn't help but exclaim. It's no wonder that Ji Qian screamed, Yue Fei joined the army since he joined the army, an iron gun was invincible, and no one could cut off Yue Fei's spear head.

Today, he was cut off by a golden general, what does it mean, Ji Qian almost can't imagine. He could only urge the horse to rush forward, trying to rush to Yue Fei's side before the golden general could draw his sword. Even if Jin Jiang cut himself into two pieces with one knife, he would have to block Jin Jiang's knife.

In Ji Qian's exclamation, in the wild screams of the Black Wind King with a happy face, "Yue Fei, today is your death." The big knife in his hand slashed out diagonally, intending to cut Yue Fei into two pieces.

Yue Fei didn't take back his broken spear, but twisted his wrist and stabbed it again with the back of the Black Wind King's big knife. The Black Wind King couldn't dodge, and he was shocked, but he remembered that Yue Fei's iron spear no longer had a spear head, and he was wearing the top monkey armor of Western Xia, and he had shockproof heart guards on his chest, even if Yue Fei stabbed himself, he could only shock himself and vomit a mouthful of blood.

The moment the broken spear and the heart shield came into contact, Yue Fei suddenly let out an earth-shattering roar, and then the iron spear in his hand suddenly spun extremely fast, and with a sonorous sound, the heart shield had been shattered into dozens of pieces.

But behind the heart guard, it was still not the chest of the Black Wind King, but the best iron from Western Xia.

But at this time, Yue Fei had already condensed all the strength of his body on this high-speed rotating broken spear, like an invincible drill, in the sound of gold and iron, Yue Fei's tongue bloomed again, only to hear a sonorous sound, and then a pounce, and a wisp of blood flowed out along Yue Fei's broken spear.

The strength of the Black Wind King's body was suddenly drawn out of the Nine Nights Cloud, even if his big sword was only two feet away from Yue Fei's neck at this time, he was powerless to send the big sword forward. The superb treasure knife of more than fifty catties became as heavy as a thousand catties at this time, and with a bang, it fell to the ground.

Yue Fei's broken spear pierced into the Black Wind King's chest, but it was powerless to stab out of the Black Wind King's back heart. He had to snort coldly, picked up the huge body of the Black Wind King from his horse, and threw it at the golden soldier who had just rushed to within ten meters.

Seeing that the unstoppable Lord Qianhu in the past was killed by Song Jiang with a broken spear, the thousands of golden soldiers all let out a roar of extreme anger. This was exactly the shout that Yinshuke and Jin Thirteen heard in the rear.

When the Beiwei army saw Yue Fei slashing in front of the battle as always, they all immediately shouted loudly, "Yue Shuai is invincible, and Beiwei is unmatched." ”

Yue Fei threw the broken gun as a javelin, quickly jumped down from the horse, picked up the black wind king's sword that was as sharp as clay, turned over on the horse again, and faced the hideous golden soldier in front of him, Yue Fei took a round of the big knife, and suddenly the three heads flew into the air with the severed weapon.

Yue Fei praised, "Good knife." The long knives in his hands flew in a row, and the golden soldiers who rushed over died next to each other, and they died when they touched it. Immediately afterwards, Ji Qian, Luo Yanqing, Fu Xuan, Jiao Wentong, and the four big insects each danced their weapons and collided with the Jin soldiers.

Ordinary Jin soldiers faced the four of them, and they had no ability to parry at all. Even if you want to fight with them, you can't do it. Especially Jiao Wentong, he also tied two sharp knives to the horns of his big bull this time.

I saw that this big white bull, which was taller than a war horse, stood up and stuck into the golden soldier queue with its horns. Fighting against Jiao Wentong was a centurion, with a big iron sword weighing more than 30 pounds in his hand, picking up and stabbing down, and actually blocked Jiao Wentong's chain of three knives.

The centurion was about to fight back, when suddenly the war horse under his crotch suddenly went crazy, and the man stood up, and then fell to the ground again. When the centurion was trying his best to stabilize the warhorse, Jiao Wentong's broadsword slashed through his neck. When the centurion's head slipped off the horse's head, he found that the horse's eyes had been blinded by the sharp knife on the bull's horns. The centurion's head even cursed, "Damn cow." ”

Jiao Wentong relied on the sharpness of the bull under his crotch, and soon crashed into the depths of the golden soldiers. and Yue Fei go hand in hand. Because the Beiwei army behind him did not keep up, almost every time he rushed forward, more than a dozen Jin soldiers surrounded him.

Jiao Wentong didn't care about it, he only danced the long knife in his hand like a windmill, relying on the strength of the ordinary Jin Army, protecting himself and the bull, as for the murder, he handed over the two sharp knives on the bull's horns.

Yue Fei's broadsword swung diagonally, cutting off the left arm of a centurion, and at the same time took advantage of the momentum to sweep the broadsword out horizontally, drawing half a circle, and cutting off the weapons of several golden soldiers. Only then did he take the time to extend a thumbs up to Jiao Wentong, "General Jiao, good cow!" ”

Jiao Wentong didn't know whether Yue Fei praised himself or his mount cow, anyway, Yue Fei praised himself. This made Jiao Wentong even more crazy. Even crazier than Jiao Wentong is Ji Qian. He waved away the iron shovel weighing more than 50 pounds in his hand, almost smashing everyone and smashing the horses and horses. What kind of generals there are, there are what kind of soldiers. There is a madman like Jiao Wentong, and the 100 Beiwei troops under his command have also become madmen. Ji Qian, Luo Yanqing, and Fu Xuan couldn't help but feel irritated when they saw that Jiao Wentong was on a par with Yue Fei. Because Jiao Wentong's martial arts are not more powerful than the three of them, but the bull under his crotch that goes crazy when he sees blood is too sharp. Ji Qian was even wondering if she would find a big bull to try after this battle. Otherwise, if this continues, the name of a war madman will fall on Jiao Wentong.

Impatience made the three generals more courageous, and there was almost no one in front of them. The four hundred back-to-back troops poured in in the gap torn by the four fierce generals. A thousand gold soldiers fell into disadvantage in the blink of an eye. When he was about to collapse, suddenly there was a heavy sound of horses' hooves from behind Jin Bing. A centurion of the golden soldiers turned his head to look, only to find that the general of Yinshuke, who had never been easy to go out of the horse, led his three hundred personal guards to rush up.

"The silver master has come up. General Yinshu Ke came up. ”