In the slow heat and soothing of the beginning, the first volume is about to enter the climax, and it will be followed by more killings and battles, Liu Xu, the eunuchs, and the White Lotus Sect each have their own strange plans, iron fire, life and death, and conspiracy are rampant, please help readers greatly to push the story to a new climax!

They lined up in a three-line array and rushed over with a loud shout at the enemy. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info Although this will expose their position, but the two armies are fighting, just like two rats fighting in the hole, only the brave wins, the two troops are useless in any tactics and martial arts between life and death, relying on a blood gas, if they can fight to the death and not retreat, even if the opposite is a peerless strong soldier, they can fight evenly, if they are bold, even if it is an elite like the Qi family's army, it will be crushed.

It was precisely for this reason that they roared loudly and angrily, divided into three teams and killed, and the shouts of killing were so loud that for a moment Bolong even felt that there was only one voice between heaven and earth.

In an instant, a wave of pride surged in his chest: "There are warriors like this, where in the world can you not go?" ”

Bronn began to sprint with the man, his mouth wide open and he exhaled into the air hard, his hand gripping the sword so hard that he could even feel the hilt wail faintly.

Wail, wail, you will all die by my sword!

Beron approached an archer, and these poor fellows had no idea that they would be attacked behind them, and they didn't even have time to get up in the few breaths of Berron's dash!

They were in chaos because of the surprise attack, and there was absolutely no effective resistance!

Byron stretched out his sword and stabbed it into the archer's neck, and in the distance, he could clearly see a bloody flower blooming from the neck of the man, who was still a little immature, and bright red blood splattered everywhere, turning his chain mail red.

The sword is different from the knife, the knife is heavy and slashes, the sword is heavy and stabs, the knife is not easy to die, but the stab will definitely kill the person.

The archer died before he could fight back, and Bolong quickly drew his sword, without looking at his prey, and continued to rush forward.

They can't stop, they're like cavalry on a raid, speed is their life.

He struck his sword with lightning bolts, this time an old-looking archer, his face visibly distorted by the surprise attack, a sign of fear.

"Fear is better than a sword!" Bronn silently recited this sentence in his heart, and stabbed a sword with force, which stabbed the archer's chest, and Byron could clearly feel that his hand was being subjected to a weight, a light, and a heavy resistance, which was the sensation of piercing the outer skin, inner skin, and internal organs. He spun his hand around, destroying the archer's internal organs, then forcefully drew his sword back and continued to charge forward.

Onward, onward!

One of the archers seemed to react quickly, and he drew his waist knife from his waist and slashed at Boron. Bo Long dodged slightly, lowered his head, and his footsteps faltered, and he actually dodged, and he subconsciously swiped his sword horizontally, and the weapon made of fine iron swept across the archer's abdomen, opening a slit in his stomach.

Bolong glanced at it from the corner of his eye, and the cyan intestines seemed to be coming out, emitting white heat in the cold wind.

It's ugly, it's not good-looking.

He has no soft-heartedness, and soft-heartedness on the battlefield is cruelty to himself.

He continued to move forward, this time it was an archer with a short spear in his hand, it stands to reason that archers would not use a weapon like a short spear, but it is not difficult to understand that this is a group of White Lotus Sect people with various origins. The spear came very fast, like a meteor, and stabbed it into the abdomen of Bron. His chain mail could block a knife slash at most, and there was absolutely no way to defend against a stab like this. On the battlefield, three arrows are not as good as a knife, three knives are not as good as one shot, and the head of the gun is poked and stabbed, and the power is endless!

He suddenly slowed down, as if he had stopped suddenly, but in fact he didn't seem to stop, still running forward. This blow was very fatal, which made the opponent a little uncomfortable, because according to his estimation, he could have stabbed Bolong, but Bolong was a little slow, and his gun momentum was old, and he couldn't stab Bolong.

Bronn slammed diagonally, knocking him to the ground, but instead of continuing to fight, he went around him and continued on. If he stays at this moment to engage the enemy with short spears, the brothers behind him will be blocked, they will be surrounded by three times as many enemies, and then they will be incapable of killing the three armies. More importantly, he believed in his comrades and knew that they would continue to avenge themselves.

Sure enough, Bolong rushed two steps, and then heard a muffled snort from behind, he didn't look back, and looking back on the battlefield was looking for death, but it was estimated that the archer who made the short spear was killed.

"Well done!" With a loud shout, Bolong stepped forward, stabbed a sword into the throat of an enemy with a broadsword, then drew his sword with a little force, and sprinted forward again.

Onward, onward, forward, recklessly, until there is no more enemy in sight!

He killed two more people, and seeing that the blades of the sword were already a little curly, he suddenly looked back, only to find that he had already led people to kill the enemy formation! He counted it, and there were only seven of the nine men left, and two brothers were already sleeping in the battle array.

He looked at Tietou and Hu Cheng again, they were in better condition and had no losses. Looking at the enemy formation, they have fallen into a complete mess, some are running and shouting, some are killing each other, some are holding knives everywhere in the hope of not being attacked, and there are those who kneel on the ground and beg for mercy.

The enemy has lost courage!

"How's that, can you still fight?" Bo Long shouted loudly: "These turtle suns are already afraid, if we kill another wave, they will completely collapse!" ”

"Fight, fight, fight!" Brothers shouted!

"Okay, kill with a certain family, let them know how good we are!" Bolong raised his sword high, shouted loudly, and rushed into the enemy formation!

This time, they did not line up in three columns, but in groups of three, two in pairs, and advanced in a loose line, the enemy had completely lost the will to fight at this moment, and could not organize an effective counterattack, even if there were one or two stubborn resistance bypassing, it would not cause too much trouble.

"The officers and soldiers are here, and those who surrender will not die!" Bo Long didn't want to cause casualties, so he suddenly had an idea, and shouted loudly: "You White Lotus Sect demon thieves, Gao Qianhu has already known your plan, and a thousand ambush soldiers are here, so don't surrender quickly, otherwise none of them will be left, and they will all be killed!" ”

How did he know who the name of the head of the Qianhu Household near the Qianning Post was, but he didn't know that it didn't matter, this gang of White Lotus Sect didn't know either, so his shout immediately became a talisman, and as soon as the thieves heard that the official army was here, there were still a thousand ambush soldiers, they immediately shouted: "The official army is here, the matter is defeated, run!" "Scattered!

"Big brother, do you want to chase it?" The Iron Head was murderous, holding a mace covered in blood and white brains, and shouted loudly.

"What to chase, poor Kou Mo chase! There are still enemies at the North Gate! Bolong looked at the enemy's fleeing state, it was obvious that it had completely dispersed, and even the elite could not gather again in this dark night, so they were no longer any threat. He immediately shouted loudly: "We only won for a while, and the enemy at the north gate has not been killed, tell me, can you still fight?" ”

"I can fight, I can fight!" The remaining twenty-four men, whether they were injured or not, whether they were seriously injured or light, shouted loudly.

"Okay, then go with a certain family, let's continue to kill thieves!" Bolong shouted loudly, and led the people around the post station and headed towards the north gate!