Looking at Zhang Meng, who was killing outside the military array, Wang Xu hated it so much, Nima, he had the strength not to arrest the main general, and ran to kill the soldiers; Tens of thousands of cavalry, just like this, one by one, even if they exhaust people to death, they can't finish killing.

Sun Yu frowned, and said worriedly, "Lord, more than half of the five thousand spear warriors have been killed and wounded, and if we continue like this, I'm afraid we won't be able to hold out for long."

At this moment, there was a commotion behind him, Wang Xu turned to look, only to see Huang Quan arrived with 15,000 soldiers, although the reinforcements arrived, but Wang Xu was not happy, the eight thousand elites couldn't hold out for long, not to mention this weak brigade that didn't even have armor, rushing up was simply sending it to death.

Huang Quan patted his horse and came to Wang Xu, looked at the battle situation in front of him, and said, "Lord, the soldiers of the whole battalion have been assembled, are they going into battle?" ”

15,000 soldiers are his last family, and Wang Xu can't help but be imprudent, once the army is defeated, the consequences are unimaginable; But if you don't support the spear formation, at most a cup of tea, the elite cavalry will break through the siege, and then drive straight in

"Lord, there is a way for your subordinates to retreat from the enemy," Sun Yu muttered.

"You say".

Sun Yu said: "Lord, the cavalry is most afraid of spears and bows and arrows, and now our army has been engaged in war with the enemy, which makes our two thousand archers useless; The subordinates wanted to set up a formation in the camp, which could maximize the power of the archers; In this way, if the enemy still dares to attack, he will surely suffer heavy casualties; This formation was taught to me by my master back then, and I have never practiced it, so I don't know if my lord is willing to let his subordinates try it."

"Okay, you can go and set up a formation with peace of mind."

Wang Xu didn't have any hesitation, the current battle situation was already at a critical juncture, maybe the next moment the army would be defeated, Wang Xu couldn't help but think about it; Since it is the formation of the spear god, it is expected that it will not be much worse.

Sun Yu nodded gratefully, and with a wave of his hand, two thousand archers followed Sun Yu to the camp behind him.

"Lord, look, Zhang Meng has entered the battle."

With Huang Quan's exclamation, everyone's eyes turned to the battlefield.

"Dead" Zhang Meng roared, rushed into the spear formation, and attacked the cavalry in the formation with a fierce sword; Zhang Meng's hammer was three feet long and weighed more than 130 pounds; Under the full swing, its attack range is within a kilometer, and the cavalry in the formation is not in a state of running, and the reaction is slow; This is a clay sculpture in Zhang Meng's eyes. For a time, no one in the spear formation was Zhang Meng's general, and all enemies who approached him would be smashed away in an instant, and their deaths were extremely miserable.

"Brothers, Brother Meng is here, and they are all in good spirits."

Beside Zhang Meng, a spear captain roared loudly, the gun in his hand was held tighter, and he stabbed left and right to kill three elite horsemen in a row.

"Kill".

Around Zhang Meng, all the elite riders trembled, their faces showed fear, and quickly dodged into the distance, lest they could avoid it and bring disaster to themselves; And the spearmen and sword and shield hands around Zhang Meng were excited, although only 2,000 of the 8,000 soldiers died, but they all fought hard, fearless of death, and launched a fierce attack on the enemy around them; For a time, the two thousand sword infantry actually fought to a draw with thousands of elite cavalry.

Wang Xu stood outside the battlefield, his eyes swept over the soldiers who were bravely moving forward in front of him, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a smile. As the saying goes, a soldier bears a bear, and a nest of bears will be a nest, perhaps this is the truth; With Zhang Meng's joining, the soldier's eyes were full of madness, and although he had been killed and wounded, he still fought to the death. It can be seen from this that the strength of an army is often determined by its military commanders, and the generals are not afraid of death, while the army is not afraid of death, and the generals are weak and demoralized, and they are bound to be defeated.

"Bald, take down the one in the red cloak."

Zhang Meng's sense of hearing is so keen, although the sound of killing on the battlefield is shocking, but Wang Xu roared, Zhang Meng heard it very clearly, after his eyes fell on the military formation, when he saw Wang Xu dancing and pointing at Li Zhi in the formation; Zhang Meng's eyes suddenly lit up, as if a hungry wolf had found its prey, laughed and rushed in the direction of Li Zhi.

"Your grandmother's, finally see you birdman."

Zhang slammed the horse back, the hammer opened the way, and he screamed and killed into the depths of the spear array, like a fierce god from hell.

The weapons made by Qin Shuang, like Li Zhi, are all large knives that are one zhang and two feet long, in the shape of a half-moon, and the knives are as heavy as a ding, and they are extremely sharp; He always followed Li Zhi's side, and when he saw a bald head with an evil face holding a pair of hammers and killing viciously, Qin Shuang was shocked: "Big brother, be careful, there is an enemy general who is coming to kill this side." "Poof" Li Zhi's long knife slashed, and a sword and shield hand screamed and killed him on the spot; He looked back and shouted: "Don't panic, that guy is so brave, it must be the enemy general, we will work together to capture that guy and force Wang Xu to submit."

"No" Qin Shuang's long knife was suddenly withdrawn, leaning towards Li Zhi and standing side by side with him; His eyes were staring at Zhang Meng in front of him, and a momentum as immovable as a mountain emanated from Qin Shuang's body, the essence of light flashed in his eyes, and an infinite battle intent rose in his big eyes. "Death" murdered the fierce god, and all the fine riders along the road suffered, and there was a rain of blood everywhere they passed. At first, there were many soldiers to stop them, but later, when they saw such fierce men, everyone retreated to both sides, fearing that they would become meatloaf under the hammer. Li Zhi's eyes narrowed slightly, and the whole person exuded a momentum that was not afraid of death.

The two glanced at each other, nodded wisely, and at the same time picked up the weapon in their hands and drove the war horse under their crotch to rush towards Zhang. "Kill".

Two big knives slashed out in the air, and the knife slashed through the sky with a sharp and piercing sound, and a move split Huashan and slashed towards Zhang Meng.

"Bell, bell, bell".

When the two of them were killed, Zhang Meng had already noticed it, but he was not alarmed, the artist was bold, raised his double hammer and rushed upward, without even avoiding his body. But as soon as they fought, Zhang Meng was shocked, the strength of Li Zhi and Qin Shuang was not as weak as he imagined; The hammer not only did not repel the opponent's broadsword, but had the intention of falling; Zhang Meng had to lean back, swept his feet and shook a move, and then abandoned the war horse, which was able to dodge two knives.

Just as he jumped off the warhorse, two blood marks crossed, and the big red warhorse immediately let out a miserable scream and was split in half.

Since his debut, Zhang Menghe has been so embarrassed, he suddenly snorted, and his eyes showed endless murderous intent; smashed over the cavalry on the war horse behind him with a hammer, and then turned over on his horse and rushed towards Li Zhi and Qin Shuang.

"Hmph, you dare to sneak attack your grandfather Zhang, shameless man, look at the hammer!".