The Tubo military camp, sheltered in the wind and sand, between the loess, projected his eyes, and saw a patch of yellow, as well as the army. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The general stared ahead, in an unhappy mood, stroking the only beard on his chin, he frowned, "Is Suamo dead?" ”

"General Hui, dead."

The soldier replied, looking up and seeing the general's ugly face, he didn't dare to continue, the general Miakti was the most powerful general in their Tibet, and now that one of his subordinates had died, he must be in a bad mood.

The first general to die these days used to be either the enemy or the enemy died.

"Those dog-legged men of Daliang are coming up again, general, should we destroy them and avenge General Suamo."

"Give me an eye out, and if they get close, charge me to kill."

General Miakti said ruthlessly, the soldiers behind him picked up their weapons and rode horses, most of them were cavalry, as long as a few infantrymen, they stared at Chen Yifan and the others in front, getting closer and closer, and the mood became more and more melancholy.

A small general of Daliang, does he think that with another person, he will be able to resist our Tubo army? Naive.

"Give it to me."

"Kill."

"Kill."

The Tubo soldiers rushed down like a mudslide, the speed was fast, and they were running on it, Chen Yifan was not in a hurry, he smiled, he knew that they would do this, he waved his hands.

"Get on the arrow."

The bow and arrow were good, the soldier bent down and faced the front, the fierce killing intent filled everyone's face, and with Chen Yifan's order, the bow and arrow flew out like rain.

The Tibetan soldiers fell suddenly, one after another, mercilessly, blood flowed, they groaned, and they were still charging.

Miakti was furious, the enemy was too cunning, he couldn't retreat, he wanted to kill the bastard general of the other party, the scimitar was raised, and he rushed over, Chen Yifan was in a good mood, and waved his hand.

The archers went down, and the heavy armor came up, and the black heavy armor, the long spears, and the heavy steps, stood in front, forming a wall.

"Heavy armor."

The pitch-black armor, hard as rigid, indestructible, and the spear was long, forming a hard wall that could not be dodged, could not be destroyed.

"Ahh

"Stop."

"Stop."

Miakti wanted to stop, but the soldiers behind him were too late, rushed over, became a corpse, and fell in front, one by one, the soldiers who stopped, looked at the terrifying heavy armor soldiers in front of them in fear.

First the bow and arrows, followed by heavy armor, the soldiers in front of him were completely different from the previous ones, Miakti had a heavy face, retreated, and looked at Chen Yifan in front of him with a gloomy face.

"Who are you?"

Chen Yifan played with the beheading knife in the palm of his hand, and smiled disdainfully: "The person who wants your life." ”

"What an arrogant boy, you Cao Guogong of Daliang don't dare to be presumptuous in Lao Tzu's face, you are hateful."

Speaking non-standard words, a mouthful of Tibetan taste, Chen Yifan wanted to laugh, but when he heard his words, his expression turned cold, and he pointed at him: "Really?" You'll soon learn that you're dying here. ”

When the words fell, a large number of soldiers appeared in all directions, Meng Hao stood on the left with the cavalry, and Mu Qing stood behind, attacking from both sides, except for the back, but Chen Yifan did not plan to arrange people behind.

The heavily armored soldiers in front of them went up and did not let them down, and the Tubo soldiers who were in a mess began to panic, and when they saw the trace of the enemy, they got closer and closer, and Miakti's face was gloomy.

"Boy, you're looking for death."

Chen Yifan laughed mercilessly: "Come on, I'll just stand here, you come here." ”

Arrogant, unstoppable, Miakti gritted his teeth, eager to kill this bastard, dare to underestimate me Miakti, I am the strongest general in Tibet.

The mood was depressed, Miakti knew that now was not the time to be angry, and stared at Chen Yifan calmly for a while, he smiled and said: "If you want to stimulate me, no way, you Daliang people are shameless, you can't beat it, are you just using conspiracy?" ”

"Withdraw."

With a wave of his hand, the retreat began, but how could Chen Yifan let him retreat, ordered, the soldiers rushed forward, and the cavalry on both sides launched a rapid charge, Meng Hao took the lead and rushed into the enemy's camp, disrupting their retreating formation.

Wang Yanzhang waved his spear and rushed in, the anger and anger of these days were irrepressible.

Cao Minmo was even more crazy about killing, one, two, one by one Tubo soldiers fell, he became more and more excited, as long as he killed these bastards, he could go back to Luodu to worship his father.

Driven by hatred, he killed many people, saw one by one, and never killed so refreshingly, and at the same time, he also saw the power of Chen Yifan's soldiers, and the cavalry was invincible.

As soon as the heavy armor comes out, who can be the enemy, especially in the face of cavalry like the enemy, rushing up, only death.

Fighting and fighting, Miakti knew that it was impossible for him to escape, so he immediately turned around and charged at Chen Yifan and the others, the horses galloped, and the scimitar in his hand slashed and killed.

The person who came was like a wolf, as fast as lightning, rushed into the soldiers, he cut with a scimitar, started a fight, met Chen Yifan, held the beheading knife, Chen Yifan sneered.

Does this person want to fight with himself? Thinking too much.

Wang Yanzhang rushed over and nodded at Chen Yifan: "General, leave this person to me." ”

"Okay, remember, I just want to die."

"Yes, General." Wang Yanzhang held the spear and coldly observed the general in front of him.

The blood is boiling, the mood is agitated, it has been a long time since he has done this kind of thing, hunting the general opposite, the mood has never been happy and excited, Wang Yanzhang held the spear, and asked in his heart: "Are you very excited." ”

"Zheng."

The spear made a clanging sound, echoing his words, Wang Yanzhang opened his mouth happily, stared at Miakti and rushed over, Miakti was furious, this bastard, he actually blocked him, it was unforgivable.

"Give me death."

A defeated general, powerless under his own schemes every time, do you want to take revenge today?

"Hmph."

Wang Yanzhang's spear was playing, and a strong wind was blowing around him, whistling, and the spear came in front of him, and Miakti's scimitar struck, and his body staggered slightly, dodging this shot.

Immediately kung fu, instantly returned to the horse, and then the scimitar pulled Wang Yanzhang's chest, the spear was withdrawn, and with a "bang", a crisp metallic sound, the spear turned, and pushed the scimitar away.

Wang Yanzhang's eyes were cold, this person's strength is good, but it's a pity that he ran into himself.

"You're no match for me."

He was arrogant, his spear was like a dragon, and his prosperity was gone, and he stabbed out one shot after another, and Miakti was definitely unhappy, and he was sarcastically defeated by one of his subordinates.

"Hmph, my men are defeated."

The two fought together, and the soldiers around them fell one after another, there were those who were in Liang, and there were also those who were in Tibet, and the soldiers who fell, most of whom were in Tibet, Meng Hao was like a god of killing, entering the enemy camp, five out and five in, and killing the world upside down.

Mu Qing is a little better, more like a normal person, killing people is a quiet sword, never going down the second sword, she passed through the enemy camp, and the soldiers around her left her alone, fearless.

Chen Yifan's beheading knife was stained with blood, he looked back at Wang Yanzhang, and couldn't help but order: "General Wang, hurry up, you can't delay." ”

The enemy army has already arrived, and if they don't destroy this Miakti quickly, the consequences are unimaginable.

Although they were not afraid of the enemy's army, they gathered in all directions, and they had already seen their figures, Chen Yifan prepared a killing intent, and ordered the soldiers behind him to start rushing and killing at any time.

"Yes."

Wang Yanzhang knew that he couldn't continue to play, and he was going to start killing the other general, his face began to become serious, he held the spear, the horse between his feet, and roared vigorously.

The body rushed out, the soldiers around him got out of the way, under the spear, the Tibetan soldiers fell down one by one, no one could stop him from shooting, Miakti also had a happy face, and when all my soldiers came, you all had to die.

"Bang."

The two touched together, Wang Yanzhang pulled the reins in his hand, the spear swept past his side, and then turned back, attacking at the same time, and after killing more than a dozen rounds, the faces of the two began to change.

Wang Yanzhang's spear cracked, like two, and swept towards the sky, and Miakti hallucinated in front of his eyes, as if there were many guns, and he didn't know which one was real and which one was fake.

He stepped back, stepped back, did not dare to advance, the enemy's marksmanship was so mysterious that he could not break through it.

"Ahh

The spear suddenly accelerated, passing through his chest, and the hard armor seemed to be unable to stop the shot, looking down at the armor, the tip of the spear was covered with red blood.

Miakti's eyes were red, he looked up at Wang Yanzhang, and roared angrily: "Give me death." ”

The scimitar slashed over, Wang Yanzhang wanted to retract his hand, the spear was caught by him, opened his mouth, and looked at Wang Yanzhang's neck, at this time, a knife appeared beside him and blocked the scimitar.

Then with a backhand knife, he cut off his head, and the head flew all over the sky and fell to the ground, gurgling and turning, and the Tibetan soldiers saw this scene and immediately panicked.

I don't know who shouted a word, and the Tubo soldiers below were impatient.

"The general is dead."

"The general is dead."

The Tubo general died, they became headless flies, scurrying around, unable to calm down, Chen Yifan ordered to the others: "Hurry up, kill them all, we will attack Tubo." ”

"Yes, General."

Meng Hao and the others were very happy, it was good to follow Chen Yifan, don't worry about rushing to kill, the enemy is currently dead generals, these soldiers, killing them is as simple as watching melons and cutting vegetables.

Charging up, it was even easier than just now, Chen Yifan glanced at Wang Yanzhang: "Are you okay?" ”

"Thank you, General."

Chen Yifan nodded ruthlessly and pointed ahead: "Did you see it?" That was the dawn of hope. ”

He is no longer just to resist the enemy, but also to destroy the other party, too hateful, too arrogant, little Tubo, don't give him a little color to see, he really thinks he is the boss.

"If it's okay, hurry up and attack, today we have to take a city down, can we do it?"

"Yes." Wang Yanzhang replied with a straight face.