"What's going on? What's wrong with it? "I had just forcibly fought a fierce battle with two Yanren women, and now I was sleeping comfortably, and I was woken up again.

The anxious guards outside the tent heard Huhule finally reply, and hurriedly said, "Big ...... Big things are wrong...... Yan Jun...... The Yan army has entered the big camp, and now the front camp has collapsed, and it is about to approach the middle camp. ”

"What?" When he heard this, he was completely sleepy, and immediately put on his battle robe and rushed out in a hurry.

When he came out of the tent, Huhule's face was pale, and he fixed his eyes to see that the front, left, and right camps were all a sea of death fire exuding a scorching aura. Only the middle camp behind him and the two rear camps on the left and right are still fine.

"Immediately gather the left and right rear camps and let them come to the aid immediately! All the soldiers in the middle battalion, give Lao Tzu a counterattack, and you must kill these Yan soldiers in the camp for me. Huller shouted as hard as he could.

"Click...... Click...... Click......"

"Sand ...... Sand...... Sand ......"

After the cavalry entered the camp of the Turquoise Army, a sound of neat steps came from the west.

"The cavalry brothers have opened the camp of the Warriors, can we just watch them kill the enemy?"

"Can't! No! ”

"The mongrel killed nearly 100,000 of my brothers and sisters in Yanzhou Mansion, can we let them go?"

"Can't! No! ”

"People say, what are we going to do?" Xue Lei brandished his long knife and shouted.

"Kill, kill, kill, kill ......"

"Kill, kill, kill, kill ......"

At this time, the fire was spreading, and the camp was already in chaos. At the entrance of the camp, the sound of heavy footsteps accompanied by the sound of neat armor shaking gradually became clear.

The panicked Yan army saw it. The first thing that came in from outside the camp was a torrent of black steel, and five hundred fierce men in black and iron armor were trotting towards the main gate of the camp with neat steps.

They were burdened with thick steel armor and wore steel helmets on their heads, revealing only two lifeless eyes and breathing through their mouths and noses, and their whole bodies were wrapped in a layer of condensed steel armor, as if they were abyssal demons from the depths of hell.

These 500 people were wearing the heavy armor that Zhao Xun found for the first time from the government treasury, and they wanted to equip the heavy armor battalion, but the heavy armor battalion had been staying in Gushan Fort, so they selected 500 strong men from the newly built Zuo Mansion and put on these heavy heavy armors.

"Woo Woo ......"

Several dark arrows suddenly flew out and shot into the armor of several black-clothed men, making a crisp and pleasant "jingle" sound, and then their strength weakened.

The heavy armored soldier of the Huolin Army was unconscious, but at the moment when he was hit by the arrow, he was slightly moved by the impact of the arrow, and other than that, he never reacted again, and continued to move forward.

Hoplites! The soldiers were shocked again, this was definitely a nightmare for the Spirited Army, especially the Warrior Army, which had no speed advantage now.

Rear battalion.

"Captain, are we going to get moving?" The soldier of the Solid Word Battalion, who had been in dormancy for an hour, asked.

Luo Qi took a look at the situation in the rear camp, shook his head and said: "Wait, now the rear camp has not been mobilized and left, if we go out like this, we won't be able to burn much grain and grass for the Yan Army, and they will quickly extinguish it." ”

As he spoke, a herald hurried into the rear camp and gave the order to the commander of the rear camp. Then, dozens of heralds rushed out of the tent and headed in all directions.

"Looks like we can act!" Luo Qi stared at the rioting cavalry of the Tatar Army and said with a smile.

"With the front, kill me and kill all the mongrels of the deer!" The five hundred heavily armored soldiers were followed by five thousand foot soldiers, marching forward in unison.

After Zhao Xun rushed through, he left behind flames and countless screams, but more of the soldiers were only killed. After the cavalry, some gathered together, looking for the scattered war horses, and killed the foot soldiers of the Yan army. The stragglers gathered together, a centurion-like man shouted, and the hundreds of scattered cavalry around him immediately drew their scimitars and charged against this group of black troops.

"Raise the sword ......"

A calm voice rang out in the ranks of the heavy armor.

All the men in black stretched out their hands at the same time and drew out the swords of the horses on their backs, the swords were specially given to the soldiers to deal with the cavalry's weapons, long and wide, and the powerful ones could be cut in half with a single sword.

"Shoot the ......"

"Jingle ......"

There were a series of crisp sounds, and hundreds of arrows shot on the armor of the heavy armor, and fell to the ground weakly, but they did not cause damage to one person, only left white marks on the armor.

"...... Chop"

The cavalry of the Tassel Army had already rushed closer, and they raised the full moon scimitar in their hands. But they were greeted by an irresistible force.

Five hundred swords, five hundred slashes, as if after thousands of tempering, five hundred people's movements are uniform, and five hundred sword lights draw a violent and full of strange beauty of the rhythm.

The miserable cry resounded in the sky, the sword light cut down, and the cavalry and cavalry of the Yan Army, who had no armor and only wore cloth clothes, were like paper paste, and the men and horses were divided into two. They didn't even have the slightest ability to resist.

"Forward ......"

"...... Chop"

The cold light flashed, the red blood mist rose, and the scattered cavalry of the Evil Army of less than five hundred were slaughtered in this way.

The team of five hundred people stepped over the corpses on the ground with firm steps, as usual, and approached forward. From beginning to end, their eyes never changed at all.

The foot soldiers followed, rushing straight towards the main camp, pressing the space of the Evil Army.

Medium camp.

The smell of burning was pervasive in the air, accompanied by a piercing howl, the tip of the spear in Zhao Xun's hand burst out with a fierce light, like a cold star falling, like mercury falling to the ground, and the oncoming more than ten cavalry felt a chill in their throats in an instant, and then fell into boundless darkness.

"Yan Dog is looking for death!" Seeing that the leader of the cavalry of the Yan Army who entered the middle camp was a young boy, and then killed more than a dozen good men under his command, a general of the Yan Army scolded angrily and greeted him with a scimitar.

The tip of Zhao Xun's tongue added blood to the corners of his mouth, his heart swelled, he smiled coldly, the spear in his hand waved rapidly, stabbed obliquely, crossed an arc, and picked down three more cavalrymen, the spear stopped instantly, stabbed at the killing general of the Yan, and easily picked off the opponent's scimitar and stabbed him in the chest.

"So much power, so fast...... Speed ......", the scimitar in his hand fell, and the person also rolled off the horse.

Zhao Xun did not stop, rode forward, galloped behind General Jian, quickly drew his spear from his body that was about to fall, brought a touch of blood, and then hurriedly waved it.

The spear showed a strange arc, sweeping a large arc in front of Zhao Xun, and at least a dozen cavalrymen of the Yan Army were slashed across their waists on the spot, and a splash of blood immediately burst out from the wound, and then gushed out, and then the cavalry fell off their horses.

The whole process happened in an instant, and before the astonishment could be revealed on the faces of the cavalry of the Yan Army, he couldn't understand why Zhao Xun was so quick and powerful!

But Zhao Xun's killing performance was not over, and then a series of strokes passed through the resistance of the waist of the cavalry of the Yan Army, Zhao Xun immediately used his arms to rebound the spear in his hand, and suddenly, the spear was like a spring that jumped up, buzzing up. In Zhao Xun's fast horse into the other team of cavalry, like a rainstorm pear blossom, shot out, and in a moment, fifteen or sixteen cavalry fell to the ground again.

Unconsciously, Zhao Xun found that his strength and the marksmanship taught by Luo Qi were slowly combined. In the past, he killed the enemy by himself, completely relying on brute force, although Li Chenfeng also taught himself marksmanship, but they were all wide open and closed, the military department was a clever spearman, and Li Chenfeng's strength was swordsmanship.

Now with the power of rebound, combined with Luo Qi's spearmanship, Zhao Xun suddenly saw that there was a feeling of borrowing strength to fight and be stronger, and the spear in his hand could burst out to kill the enemy from time to time, it seemed that the more people there were, the more effort was saved, and his spear skills were on a higher level.

Zhao Xun became more and more pleased, and the spear in his hand immediately rebounded with the resistance of the previous step of killing, with the elasticity of rotation, turning into a white whirlwind, blowing into the Yan army, and everywhere he went, the blockers were invincible, and blood and stumps flew together.