Zhang Meng knew that his strength might not be the opponent of this big black man, so he brandished the Glaive Knife, and the knife was aimed at the fatal part of the man. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Zhang Meng's glaive knife swung fast, and the big black mace was powerful, and the two fought to a draw, almost inseparable.

Zhang Meng saw that it was difficult to distinguish the winner from the loser for a while, and he was annoyed with these fools under his subordinates, why didn't the bow and arrow shoot? Now is not the time to fight alone to see who is the hero, now is to move forward as quickly as possible.

Zhang Meng shouted loudly while fighting: "Bow and arrow!" Bow and arrow! ”

The car behind finally woke up, and three long arrows were fired at the big black man at the same time, and the sound of "whooshing" flying through the sky flew over Zhang Meng's head.

The big black man was not ambiguous, and the sound above his head was not right, and he waved his mace upward, and with a few dings, all three bows and arrows were blocked.

He blocked the bow and arrow, but he couldn't stop Zhang Meng. Zhang Meng couldn't let go of this perfect opportunity, he waved the Glaive with both hands, pushed it forward, and came towards the big black man's chest.

I only heard a "poof" sound, and the big black man was cut off from his chest by the Glaive Knife, and blood splattered from the cavity.

The big black corpse fell under the horse, and the big black horse was also dyed red.

Zhang Meng picked up the glaive, ran to the big black horse in front of the big black man, cleaned up for a while, and put his stirrup saddle on the big black horse.

The horse galloped forward.

Zhang Meng learned a lesson, no matter how fierce the general is, there are times when he encounters a strong enemy, and only with the cooperation of the group, the three-dimensional lethality is important.

The special combat teams are small detachments, as if they are cooperating with sophisticated instruments, some of them open the way in the front, and some sweep the tail in the back. When encountering the archers alone, their chariots were out of their horses, and their defensive capabilities were extremely strong, and the bows and arrows shot far away, and they would rush to the opposite side in a moment.

When encountering the Hun cavalry holding a scimitar and a short knife, they were even more powerful, and the archers above solved the officers first, and as soon as the big swords and spears in the back rushed, the Huns could no longer stop them.

The special combat team was interspersed back and forth, the team of the Huns was rushed to pieces, the student soldiers behind rushed up, Peng Zhongyu waved some steel guns with both hands, swinging left and right, as if entering no man's land. Because after the impact of the special operations division in front, the Huns in the back were almost like lambs waiting to be slaughtered, and they were a little at a loss.

It was at this time that these student armies rushed over. Peng Zhongyu didn't know how powerful he was, maybe it was Wu Kui's point steel gun that gave him divine power. Hit to the left, hit a string, hit to the right, hit a piece. At this time, he knew why Wu Kui rarely used a gun, but used this gun as a stick, and used it as a skill.

The classmates behind him saw that Peng Zhongyu was so powerful, and they were all really envious, jealous and hateful, and they each brandished their own weapons, including big swords, spears, and sabers, and killed the Huns left by the special operations division without leaving a piece of armor.

These proud students have always looked down on this army commander and that division commander in ordinary times, and they always feel that they will be able to be majestic when they go to the battlefield.

Seeing that Peng Zhongyu had surpassed himself, he would not be convinced, so the student army's killing of the Huns was the most tragic.

Wu Kui's army in the westernmost part is also majestic, because they have fought several battles in a row, their combat strength is somewhat damaged, but they are willing to lag behind at this time, seeing the car battle army in the middle, the special operations division is like a tiger shuttling back and forth among the Huns, and the most unacceptable group of students have actually become the demon king who kills people inconspicuously, and the battle record is about to be stronger than Wu Kui's army, which usually prides itself on having no weak soldiers under strong generals.

Especially Peng Zhongyu, every time he waved the steel gun, it seemed to stimulate Wu Kuijun.

Wu Kuijun was almost red-eyed, and several division commanders were desperately shouting something, meaning that the army commander was not there, and the military prestige was not lost. As if the whole army wanted to avenge Wu Kui, Gubei, Jiang An and others rushed left and right in front with the forward regiment. The pikemen at the back lined up in horizontal formations.

The horizontal team advanced like a wall, specifically charging the place where the Huns were concentrated. The warriors on sabers walked away separately, thinking that the Huns would rush away with relatively few and solve them one by one.

Jiang Hexing scanned the entire battlefield, the atmosphere completely changed, from east to west, the Pingzhou army changed the momentum that was a little sluggish before the battle just now, and rushed forward one by one, killing fiercely.

The Pingzhou army and the Huns' brigade are staggered, like two angry bulls against their heads, although the Huns are a little weak, but after all, the size is huge, and they have not completely lost their fighting spirit, and in some places the two sides are still fighting very fiercely, for a while, it is difficult to say who can win the final victory.

Jiang Hexing looked at the Huns' brigade, although the losses were heavy, but the Huns still had a steady stream of people behind the Huns to replenish from behind.

Looking south of the river line, behind the Huns, the heads of people surged, the war horses galloped, and there were bursts of smoke and dust, like a torrent of trickles converging on the battlefield.

He looked to the east, Li Xiaoquan's big knife slashed left and right, how could the Hun cavalry on the opposite side be his opponent, they dodged one after another, and a small path flashed in front.

Li Xiaoquan was like a wedge firmly wedged into the Huns' warband, and the big knife team behind was sharp in front and wide in the back, a typical triangular awl, pierced into the solid front.

This triangular awl opened the way, and the sabre team behind swept, the sabre team's war horses were fast, the knives were fast, and each shot fast, and the Huns were each from the war horse through the heart of the saber team, and they fell off their horses one after another.

On the grass, blood flowed everywhere like a stream, and the green space was black and red. There are still many wounded soldiers of the Huns underground, covering their wounds and wailing, their voices high and low, as if the end of the world is coming.

Jiang Hexing looked at Hao Zhan's chariot army again, the whole army had advanced to the center of the Huns, all the way to the crushing posture, flying thunder, bows and arrows, broadswords, spears, taking turns to attack the Huns.

Walking in the forefront was Zhang Meng and others, after solving the big black man, Zhang Meng never encountered a decent enemy again, almost was either cut down by Zhang Meng, or shot by the bow and arrow on the car.

Jiang Hexing looked at Zhang Meng and they walked near a big flag, and there was an old man sitting under the big flag, too far away to see clearly. I saw a lot of people gathered around me all of a sudden, and you must be an important person when you come under the banner.

Jiang Hexing didn't know the old man under him, this person was King Zuoxian, but Zhang Meng had seen it after all, and he was excited, thinking that this great credit must be caught.

Zhang Meng shouted: "The enemy chief is here, capture the enemy chief alive." ”

With this shout, all the special operations divisions gathered and formed a huge heavy hammer, repeatedly beating the defense line formed by the Huns' war horses in front of King Zuoxian.

This line of defense has 5 rows of soldiers and horses arranged in a fan shape, and Zuo Xianwang guards the back.