Chen Xun is a sane person, but when it comes to these brothers who have followed him for several years from birth to death, he finds that his sanity has become low. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info The moment he turned the horse's head, he regretted it, because turning the horse's head was tantamount to sending him to death. But now that the arrow is on the string, it has to be fired.

"The whole army lined up, fronted the arrows, and charged forward." The soldiers of the Dragon and Tiger Army quickly lined up, facing the Jingzhou army dozens of times their size, without fear, and some only had the will to fight.

"Divide the troops and encircle, and the cavalry will charge head-on, don't let them form a formation." Wen Ping's order came, and a thousand cavalry rushed towards the Dragon and Tiger Army.

"Good time." Chen Xun shouted softly, and then threw the cloud-piercing spear in his hand, only to hear a loud sound, the spear flew out, piercing the bodies of several Jingzhou soldiers.

Chen Xun pulled the barrel of the gun, only to see blood flowing out of those Jingzhou soldiers.

"Sharp Arrow Formation, follow me to kill it head-on."

The soldiers of the Dragon and Tiger Army rushed bravely to kill, and one by one the Jingzhou soldiers fell in their hands. Looking at this scene in front of him, Wen Ping was stunned, he never imagined that the soldiers and horses in front of him actually had such a powerful combat effectiveness, and the combat effectiveness of this army was the only one he had ever seen in his life.

Wen Ping is a good general who understands the art of war and knows Tao strategy, otherwise he would not have become the first general in Jingzhou, he quickly calmed down his mood and passed out one order after another.

Wen Ping planned to drag Chen Xun and the Dragon Tiger Army to death with wheel warfare.

The Dragon and Tiger Army had been fighting fiercely with the Jingzhou soldiers for an hour, and with the fact that they had been galloping at a distance, their physical strength was already a little unable to keep up. Under the wheel tactics of Wen Ping and the deliberate delay of time, the soldiers of the Dragon and Tiger Army began to suffer casualties, and one after another soldiers began to be unable to support them, and then they were killed by the Jingzhou soldiers.

Looking at the dead brothers around him, Chen Xun bit his lip lightly, he now regretted turning his horse's head to fight. If he had been breaking through to the west, then although he had to give up some soldiers, he was seventy percent sure that he would be able to break through, and now, under the siege of the Jingzhou army, Chen Xun felt that today and even he himself might explain here.

Chen Xun tried his best to protect the soldiers of the Dragon and Tiger Army who could no longer support them, but this also greatly depleted his physical strength.

Chen Xun's face became a little pale, and under the siege of Jingzhou soldiers, some injuries appeared on his body.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Wen Ping's face showed a flush.

If you can defeat this, Chen Fuzhi, who is famous all over the world, then what a glory this is.

"Soldiers, follow me to capture Chen Xun alive." Wenpin has always commanded behind the scenes, but as the number one general in Jingzhou, how can his martial arts be bad.

Wen Ping met Chen Xun and waved the big knife in his hand, which made Chen Xun feel pressured.

"Fuck off." Because of the loss of Chen Xun's protection, the soldiers of the Dragon and Tiger Army are being slaughtered, which makes Chen Xun's eyes split. Chen Xunqiang cheered up and fired a shot, forcing Wen Ping to retreat.

"Don't panic, general, Wei Yanlai." Wei Yan has always belonged to the type of talent that he has never encountered, and if he can win Chen Xun with Wenpin this time, then what a credit it is.

Wei Yan's martial arts are no worse than Wen Ping, and even above him, having him join the battle makes Chen Xun feel pressure.

Looking at Chen Xun who was in danger, Zhang Xiu also frowned, for Chen Xun, he also wanted to save him, but he couldn't make a move.

"Criminals, when they see their fellow disciples in trouble, they don't come to the rescue." A familiar voice sounded in Zhang Xiu's ears, and an old man with white hair and a white head rushed past Zhang Xiu with about a hundred young men armed with spears.

"Master." Looking at this old man, Zhang Xiu's face showed a look of surprise, he didn't understand why he, a teacher who had never cared about the world, would rescue Chen Xun, and call Chen Xun his fellow disciple. However, the hundred young people brought by this old man are very strong, in Zhang Xiu's opinion, these hundred young people are all good hands, if they are placed in the army, they are also at the level of a centurion, where did his teacher find such a strong group of young people.

That old man was Chen Xun's grandfather Xiang Yuan, he once traveled the world and accepted three talented people as disciples, and Zhang Xiu was one of them.

Xiang Yuan was holding a bright silver spear, in his hands, those soldiers did not have a single enemy, and the hundred young men he brought were also extraordinary in martial arts, and under their leadership, they quickly opened a hole in the phalanx of the Jingzhou army.

"Grandpa." Chen Xun couldn't help but be stunned when he looked at the old man who had been killed.

"You dare to be distracted when you fight with me." Hearing this, he looked at Chen Xun, who was distracted, and couldn't help but be furious. The knife technique is even more powerful.

For Wei Yan, Chen Xun didn't dare to slack off, he swept with a spear and fought with Wei Yan.

Looking at the old man who suddenly killed, Wen Ping also felt a little bad, but if he and Wei Yan joined forces to defeat Chen Xun, then this battle would be won.

Wen Ping and Wei Yan fought against Chen Xun, Chen Xun only felt that his physical strength was slowly draining, and if it went on like this, in less than a moment, he would not be able to support it.

Zhang Xiu looked at the old man who had entered the formation, his face showed a cloudy and uncertain color, and finally he gritted his teeth, took out a black cloth from his arms, and covered his face. And the Hundred Birds Chaofeng Spear in his hand was also lost by him, and he took two spears in his hand.

Zhang Xiu's martial arts are extraordinary, he quickly caught up with Xiang Yuan's pace, he turned a single gun into a double gun, his left hand performed the Hundred Birds Chaofeng marksmanship, and the right hand performed the horse cherry money marksmanship. Zhang Xiu was surprised to find that if he seemed to be able to use two things and perform two marksmanship at the same time.

"I didn't expect that I, Zhang Xiu, also have this kind of talent, it seems that when I see the little junior brother again in the future, it will be enough to be able to fight with him and even defeat him." Zhang Xiu's artistic conception is Nirvana, a shot after nine Nirvana, even Lu Bu has to retreat. But to use the last shot, you need to pave the way for eight moves in front, and now Zhang Xiu uses two guns, and the use of two guns means that Zhang Xiu only needs to perform four moves to be able to use his strongest shot, that is to say, the marksmanship of these two guns can make Zhang Xiu's martial arts go up a notch again.

"Good boy. I was able to split my heart into two things, I really didn't misunderstand you at the beginning. Looking at Zhang Xiu, who was divided into two parts, Xiang Yuan's face showed a look of approval.

Hearing Xiang Yuan's praise, a faint blush hung on Zhang Xiu's face, because Xiang Yuan's disciples, except for his talented little junior brother, no one could make Xiang Yuan praise a word.

"Boss, why are you becoming more and more like a lady after so many years, not to mention a black cloth, your face is still so red." When Zhang Xiu was immersed in Xiang Yuan's praise, Xiang Yuan suddenly said this.

"Kill." Zhang Xiu didn't dare to lose his temper with the old man, so he could only lose his temper at those Jingzhou soldiers who did not belong to his establishment.