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The sun rose through the horizon where the two armies met, illuminating the Jin Ge Iron Horse.

The two armies faced each other, and the war drums sounded.

Qin Zheng heard the drums of war, as if his blood began to boil and flow.

He had a strange sensation, as if some kind of power in his body was being mobilized.

"Kill!"

Makino gave an order, and ten thousand horses galloped, rushing straight towards the Zhao army opposite.

For a time, the two armies clashed, the tip of the spear pierced into the belly of the enemy's horse, and the man turned on his back.

The scene was chaotic, and the two armies fought together.

There is no second chance here, see the enemy's position, and stab straight down, otherwise what awaits you is more enemies who are coming.

Qin Zheng's spear pierced through a person's chest, and then he bent down and ran forward, waving the spear in his hand, and countless enemies were swept off his horse by him.

Suddenly, Qin Zheng heard a loud roar, and looked at it, there were more than ten enemies around Muye, and he simply threw off everyone with brute force, and blood was splashed everywhere the weapon went.

Just as Qin Zheng turned his head, an enemy who burst in from behind stabbed straight at Qin Zheng.

"This should be a general, right? There is also such a young general, I can get a lot of rewards for killing him, and I must not let others snatch this reward. The soldiers of Zhao State grinned, as if what was in front of him was not Qin Zheng, but his own fame and fortune were his own future.

It's a pity that just as he was about to approach Qin Zheng, the barrel of a spear hit his body, and the soldiers of Zhao State were knocked to the ground by this huge force.

Immediately afterward, a sharp spear pierced his chest.

It all happened too fast, and the battlefield changed in a flash.

The soldier was still smiling before he died. Then it was trampled by the hooves of later generations.

"Master, it's not safe here, let Zimeng protect you." Zimeng fought her way out of a group of soldiers who were jokingly surrounding her and came to Qin Zheng's side.

The battlefield of Qin Zhengguan has entered a white heat, and the nascent sun is also in the sky.

Most of the soldiers of the Yan Kingdom have already taken the advantage, and the soldiers of the Zhao State around him are decreasing at an accelerated pace.

After removing the head of a Zhao soldier, Qin Zheng and the others saw the Zhao soldiers who had scattered and fled.

The Yan army pursued the victory, but in the end they were finally fled into the valley by the remnants of Zhao's soldiers.

This battle!

Victory!

However, Qin Zheng looked ahead, and the pursuing Yan army did not withdraw, and even had a tendency to continue to pursue.

"What's wrong!" Qin Zheng rode forward quickly, only to see a figure tied to a rope by Zhao Guo's soldiers and dragged into the valley.

"General Ghost Fox!" Meng Tian happened to be there, ready to chase forward. "General Makino was set a trap by the Zhao people and dragged into the valley."

"Huh?" Qin Zheng didn't believe it for a while, Meng Tian had already ridden a horse to chase after him, Qin Zheng felt that as a general, he naturally couldn't be left behind.

"The others are standing still!" Qin Zheng ordered, after all, the valley is not a good terrain for fighting, and it is easy to be wiped out.

"Purple Dream, let's go!" Qin Zheng looked at Zimeng, patted off the horse, and the horse sprang out.

Purple Dream followed.

The war horses of the Yan Kingdom were labeled as victorious, and after a while, they caught up with the horses that dragged away Muye.

Makino's hands were tied, and he was pulled to the ground by a galloping horse. If it were an ordinary person, I am afraid that he would have died a long time ago, Makino struggled with his feet, trying to stand up and drag the galloping enemy warhorse.

Meng Tian was parallel to the enemy's war horses, entangled with the men and horses escorted on both sides of the Zhao State.

"General, I'll stop them, you go and save General Makino!"

Qin Zheng nodded, Meng Tian's strength was enough to deal with these shrimp soldiers and crab generals, but it would take some time.

Zimeng Hongling floated, tied the horse's legs, and a galloping horse in front of him fell to the ground.

The soldier seemed to be prepared, cutting the rope tied to the horse with a short knife, and General Makino continued to be dragged and galloped.

"Little cub, there is a kind of dueling with Lao Tzu." Makino cursed.

There is also a horse pulling Makino in front of him, and it stands to reason that Makino's strength is enough to deal with, but at this moment, Makino is being pulled to the ground, and he can't use his strength at all.

The rest of the horses ran fast, and Qin Zheng didn't close the distance no matter how much he chased them.

Holding the spear in his hand tightly, feeling the strange power that his body was about to exhale, Qin Zheng saw the angle and threw it with one hand.

The spear was plunged into the horse's head, and the horse was startled, and its front legs rose and stopped.

"Fuck your uncle!" Makino, covered in blood, stood up, and shook the hand tied to the rope, knocking the panicked horse to the ground.

Qin Zheng put away the spear, and the tip of the spear stabbed at the rope, but he didn't break the rope, and the rope was exceptionally strong.

Qin Zheng took out the knife he was wearing, which was the one given to him by Zhao Xin.

After many cuts back and forth, the rope was finally cut.

"Thank you!" As soon as the rope was broken, Makino knelt on the ground and kowtowed heavily to Qin Zheng.

……

"General Makino, don't do this." Qin Zheng watched a big man lying on the ground and kowtowing to himself, and he hurriedly wanted to help Makino up, who was covered in blood.

"Nope." Makino has always been very reluctant, "I have offended a lot before, from today onwards you are my father-in-law, and my life is my father-in-law's life!" ”

Qin Zheng knew that these hot-blooded people took these rivers and lakes battlefield grievances very seriously, so he agreed repeatedly, and Muye staggered to his feet.

Zimeng and Meng Tian came together, Qin Zheng helped Muye onto his horse, and then jumped on Zimeng's horse, and the four of them returned to the Yan State camp together.

Zhao's army was defeated and scattered, and there were probably more than 3,000 fleeing soldiers.

The soldiers of the Yan Kingdom were killed and wounded, but the general Makino was besieged and plotted and was not lightly injured.

……

In the Yan State camp, a group of soldiers were busy, counting and taking care of the injured.

Zhao State will not be captured again in a short time. It will take at least another week to recuperate and support the soldiers and horses.

In this battle, Yan Guo won!

At dusk, on the huge battlefield, the setting sun shines on the tragic battlefield.

A short man with a free and easy body riding a scalper stepped over the battlefield.

The tragic corpses around him, both human and horse, did not seem to affect him in the slightest.

He was getting closer and closer to the barracks, and the soldiers guarding the camp stopped him.

The man glanced at the soldier with interest, waved his hand, and the next moment the soldier was paralyzed on the ground, bleeding from his eyes.

Cowboy!

This man in white walked step by step to Zimeng's camp.

"How is the Holy Maiden?"

The shepherd boy stopped half a meter from the Purple Dream tent and spoke in a calm voice.

A red ling stabbed out of the tent, and the shepherd boy clamped his fingers, and the red ling was fixed in his hand and could not move.

"Long time no see, Holy Maiden."

A warm smile appeared on the corner of the shepherd boy's mouth......