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The night wind was fierce and swept up the dust. The dead leaves drifted away, and they seemed to be taken by the murderous aura, and they swung out far away.

The casualties of the phalanx of the Han army were close to half, and the core position of Xuanyuan Chen had been exposed in front of the Jin army, for which the Jin army paid a great price, but when they saw the handsome flag symbolizing the king of Beiliang, the soldiers of the Jin army who rushed to kill were all in high spirits, and their eyes shot with excitement.

The Jin army's thousands of black iron were covered in blood, and the cavalry team of 1,000 people under his command was not one out of ten, and he was wounded in many places, but his eyes were still blazing, and his fierce murderous aura made people shudder.

Black Iron was followed by two people, one of them shirtless, revealing a chest like a rock, holding a thick-backed long knife, majestic and fierce.

The other man was thin and ordinary-looking, holding a short gun in each hand, and his steps were very fast, and when he ran like a spirit fox, elegant and invisible.

When the three of them saw Xuanyuan Chen, they recognized his identity at a glance, and after exchanging glances, their feet accelerated at the same time, rushing towards Xuanyuan Chen like three sharp arrows.

Shangguan Liuyun wanted to step forward to stop it, but Xuanyuan Chen stretched out his hand to stop him.

Xuanyuan Chen is now just an ordinary pawn in the Han army, and his task is to guard his position and become an example for all the soldiers of the Han army!

The general is the courage of the army, and his every move will determine the morale of the whole army.

Xuanyuan Chen slashed across his chest, his gaze swept over Hei Tie, and then looked at the two people beside him, and then looked away, with a faint thought in his eyes.

In an instant, the black iron had rushed to Xuanyuan Chen's body, his eyes were burning with fire-like battle intent, the war knife in his hand had been slowly raised, and the dark night could not hide the cold light like ice on the blade.

Xuanyuan Chen was still standing with a horizontal sword, his expression was calm, but his eyes inadvertently revealed a bit of solemnity.

War dances are flying, and thousands of troops are fighting.

The three of Xuanyuan Chen and Hei Tie seemed to be independent of the battlefield, forming an independent space.

At this moment, a strong wind rolled up, blowing up countless sand and dust.

The black iron war knife was raised high, and he jumped up and pounced on Xuanyuan Chen, and shouted in his mouth: "King Beiliang, eat me with a knife!"

The sound of heavy drinking was like a thunderous roar, and the eardrums of people were about to burst. And the cheers did not stop, and the black iron had been united by human swords and swords, and it had reached its peak.

People are like tigers and leopards, and knives are like meteors!

But just as the meteor flew by, Xuanyuan Chen took a step forward and had already taken out the knife.

Black Iron struck first and seized the opportunity, and when Xuanyuan Chen took out the knife, his knife was only half an inch away from the opponent's cheek, and the splatter of blood seemed to be about to be staged.

Countless Han soldiers exclaimed, unable to accept Xuanyuan Chen's death. But in an instant, they found that the black iron war knife fell without any hindrance.

Xuanyuan Chen actually dodged the fatal knife of black iron at the moment of life and death.

With all his strength, he missed, and Hei Tie's heart was cold.

His knife is fast enough, but Xuanyuan Chen's body is even faster!

Like the wind! Like a charm!

Suddenly, Huo Ran struck a lightning bolt in mid-air, it was not lightning, but Xuanyuan Chen's blade.

The sword light is as dazzling as the day, and it is more like the punishment of God.

The knife light falls, the person is divided, and the blood blooms.

In the dark night sky, the golden is fire, the bright red is blood, and the bright is the knife, the knife is held in Xuanyuan Chen's hand, and the fierce killing intent is full of poetic beauty.

The black iron corpse separated, and the war knife in his hand fell to the ground, with a trace of the last wail, but for some reason, his head that rolled to the ground actually had a smile.

It must be frightening that a dead man can laugh, but a few people can see it in the night, and yet there is still a cry of horror all around!

Shangguan Liuyun's frightened voice came first: "Lord Wang, be careful!"

Suddenly, Xuanyuan Chen sensed the danger, when he killed the black iron, there was a murderous aura that quickly approached, and the murderous aura was even stronger than the black iron!

Only two people could approach Xuanyuan Chen so quickly, and that was the two people who followed behind Hei Tie.

Black Iron is a thousand commanders, these two are also thousand commanders, their wisdom may not be as good as Black Iron, but martial arts are by no means under Black Iron, the reason why they didn't make a move just now is for this moment.

At this moment, Xuanyuan Chen's knife momentum was exhausted, and there was no room for turn.

Therefore, even if Hei Tie died, he was willing to die, and his life could be exchanged for the life of the King of Beiliang!

When Xuanyuan Chen thought of this, the two commanders had already made a move.

The shirtless man's long knife slashed at Xuanyuan Chen's neck, and the emaciated man stabbed Xuanyuan Chen's chest with both guns.

It's all lightning-fast killing moves, Xuanyuan Chen can't dodge, can't retreat, only raise his knife to block. But as soon as his sword was exhausted, how could he block the blow that the opponent was accumulating.

The swords are against each other, and the fire is shining. The dust swirls sadly, and the broken shadows are messy.

In Xuanyuan Chen's long whistle, he encouraged to block the long knife of the shirtless man with a knife, but he couldn't block the two short guns, so he could only turn his body and try his best to dodge.

In his previous life, countless trials of life and death had tempered Xuanyuan Chen's instinctive reactions beyond ordinary people, he was a night walker walking on the edge of death, and his keen sense of smell of death made him know how to avoid death.

At the last moment, Xuanyuan Chen's body seemed to lose his balance and crashed into the front right.

He didn't crash into anyone, but into a short spear that shone like a star.

Hit it decisively, hit it without hesitation!

The short spear stabbed him in the right shoulder, allowing Xuanyuan Chen to avoid the other short spear.

Take, there is a give-and-take!

The right shoulder was wounded, and the blood instantly stained the placket of his clothes, Xuanyuan Chen did not scream in pain, but let out a wild scream, and the whole person jumped backwards, and the war knife came out of his hand in the air, like a silver-white flying fly.

The emaciated man stabbed Xuanyuan Chen, just hurting the other party, he was very dissatisfied, and just wanted to continue the pursuit, but there was a sharp pain in his chest, and when he looked down, he saw that there was a knife handle on his chest exposed, and the blade had been inserted into his body.

In an instant, a wry smile appeared on the corner of the emaciated man's mouth, there was unwillingness and helplessness in the smile, and then he fell to the ground on his back with a "bang".

Seeing that their companions were killed, the shirtless people were like electric shocks, and their carefully planned must-kill combo only slightly injured the other party, and at the same time paid for the life of one person.

Could it be that the King of Beiliang is possessed by a god, and the sky is endless?

The shirtless man looked shocked, and his mood was confused, but how could he be confused on the battlefield, and confusion meant trance, which meant giving the enemy an opportunity.

Xuanyuan Chen naturally would not miss such an opportunity, he didn't know when he held a war knife in his hand, the war knife was raised, the night was shattered, and the person jumped into the air, accompanied by an extremely arrogant roar, swinging the knife and slashing down.

The knife fell, and another headless corpse appeared on the ground.

In a moment, all 3,000 households of the Jin army were killed in battle, at the hands of one person, Xuanyuan Chen, the king of Northern Liang of the Han Dynasty!

The second army of Han and Jin was still strangling, but the faces of the Jin soldiers were almost heavy and cold, and everyone wanted to know one thing, who could kill the king of Beiliang?

No one tried again, at least this question would not be answered tonight, Jin Jun allowed Xuanyuan Chen to calmly tear off a piece of cloth and tie it to the wound on his right shoulder.

The wind was fluttering, and the hair was like silk, covering the cold face, with a cold light.

Xuanyuan Chen's horizontal sword stood in place, and under the surprised gaze of countless Jin soldiers, he raised his injured right hand high, and after a slight pause, he swung it down vigorously.

Jin Jun was puzzled and didn't understand what Xuanyuan Chen was doing?

Soon, the sound of breaking the air came, and dense feather arrows flew in the air, and it turned out that Xuanyuan Chen was giving the order to release the arrows.

Only this time, the arrows shot by the archers of the Han army were a little strange, and each arrow was tied to a black leather bag, and after the skin bag hit the ground, it shattered one after another, overflowing with thick liquid.

The Jin army was puzzled again, but before they could figure it out, they only heard the sound of "whirring", the sky was blazing, and the Han archers shot another round of rockets.

The rocket hit the ground and hit the thick liquid, instantly igniting a fire.

At this moment, Jin Jun finally understood that the skin shot by the Han army was filled with fire oil, and the Han army wanted to attack with fire!

The number of skins was not large, and the fire was not too big, but it brought great fright to the Jin army, and for a while the horses roared and the smoke was filled.

At this time, almost all of the 50,000 horses of the Jin army entered the city, and although the area in the north of the city was not small, more than 50,000 people had already crowded the place.

When the rockets fell and the oil ignited, the chaos of the Jin army quickly intensified, and everyone was dodging the oil on the ground.

And as the fire oil on the ground was constantly ignited, the smoke began to fill, and the choking smell was suffocating. The frightened horses were even more severe, neighing and jumping, and began to rampage.

It's messed up, it's completely messed up!

If the chaos continues, I am afraid that half of the Jin army will die under the trampling of each other.

Some calm Jin army generals began to shout loudly: "Don't mess up, don't mess up, don't mess up, withdraw from Beiliang City, withdraw out!"

In fact, there is no need to remind that the Jin army has begun to evacuate outside the city, but only a few people walked out of the city gate, and a loud "boom" was heard, and the city gate collapsed.

A deep pit, another deep pit!

The pit was covered with a thin plank of dry hay and a layer of loose earth, and when the rocket was fired, the plank became brittle under the high temperature, and then it was trampled by the Jin army, and naturally shattered.

Unlike the deep pits on both sides of the Han army's formation, there were no sharp bamboo sticks and wooden thorns in the deep pit at the city gate, but water flowing inside.

It's just that the water is black, and when a little flame meets the black water, the puddle instantly turns into a fire pit, and a huge fire rises into the sky, illuminating almost half of the night.

It's not water in the pit, it's oil!

The fire was merciless, and in the screams of ghosts and wolves, the Jin army who fell into the pit was doomed to have no bones.

The Jin army around the fire pit all turned pale, and they retreated one after another, but they wanted to retreat, but the people behind didn't have time to stop, and some people stumbled and fell into the fire pit, and more people were knocked down by the people behind.

The sound of insults and screams, under the light of the fire, enveloped the entire north of the city.

The Jin army's back road was cut off, and the Jin army, which was fighting with the Han army in front, had also dropped to freezing after witnessing the killing of three thousand households, and the chaos in the rear crushed their last will.

One person, two people, ten people...... The Jin army, which had bravely fought back before, no longer had the slightest morale, and began to discard their weapons like a plague infection, turned around and fled.

50,000 gold troops, they should have tasted the fruits of the victors. And now, like a flock of lost lambs, panicked and overrun by fear.

Collapsed, the Jin army collapsed, like a flood!

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