After dealing with the strong man in front of him, looking at the empty surroundings, Han Meng grinned, turned around and left, preparing to retreat into the circle formation with Nangong Hao.

He didn't notice that in the crowd of the Warriors behind him, an archer was drawing his bow and pointing it at his back.

"My lord, be careful!" A soldier beside Nangong Hao saw the opponent's archer and shouted.

"Whew......"

With a shout, a feather arrow shot straight behind Han Meng. At the same time as the soldier reminded him, Han Meng quickly turned sideways slightly, and the iron halberd in his hand blocked his side diagonally.

"Bang ......"

Clusters of arrows burst into the tip of the halberd and ricocheted out.

"Look for death!"

Han Meng's eyes widened angrily, and the iron halberd in his hand pointed directly at the dozens of soldiers and soldiers of the other party, ready to turn around and kill back.

"Whoosh!"

Suddenly, an arrow swept past Han Meng's ear, and the piercing sound almost tore his eardrums apart. Han Meng was taken aback, thinking that it was another arrow shot by the Yan Army, and subconsciously lowered his head, only to find that this arrow was nailed to the eyebrows of the archer who released the cold arrow on the opposite side, and as a result, the guy who was hiding behind the person fell without saying a word.

"Woo Woo ......"

Another arrow flew in, and an officer of the Martial Army in front of Han Meng snorted, his body spun and fell not far from Han Meng's body, and the scimitar in his hand fell beside him, it turned out that this officer of the Martial Army was about to launch a surprise attack when Han Meng was looking at the archers opposite, but he didn't expect that he was killed by a sudden cold arrow before he could get close to him. This guy's eyes never closed, probably because he felt unwilling!

Han Meng secretly gasped, tried to lift his spirits, and continued to escort Nangong Hao with a few soldiers around him to withdraw from the circle formation. Because he knows that such a fierce and sharp arrow cannot be shot by others. Only Zhao Xun has such strength, and Zhao Xun is also reminding him not to fight against the Yan Ya Army anymore.

"Woo Woo ......"

There was another sharp and piercing scream in Han Meng's ears, followed by several sounds of objects falling to the ground. It is almost certain that this is Zhao Xun's arrow, and Zhao Xun has very few chances to make a move, but as long as he makes a move, the target basically has no chance of escaping.

On this battlefield, Zhao Xun was in the center, his eyes were shooting everywhere, once he saw the officer of the Yan Army in his field of vision, it was definitely an arrow to pass. When the officers of the Martial Army who were in the middle of the march realized that there was such a strong archer within the Fire Lin Army, they were all extremely cautious. Since they were extra careful, the momentum of the attack had to be slowed down......

Su Ziyan stood beside Zhao Xun, watching Zhao Xun coldly shoot every officer of the Martial Army, no matter how secretive the other party hid. As long as you show your head a little, it will be over. In this regard, Su Ziyan had to admire the sharpness of the opponent's archery skills.

After taking the afterglow of his eyes away from Zhao Xun's body, Su Ziyan took a deep breath, and countless different thoughts turned in his mind. The archers in the world are by no means Zhao Xun alone, the world is so big, there are no surprises. Since there is such a young archer as young as Zhao Xun but such a powerful archer, there must be other archers. If you meet these people in the future, you really have to be extra careful, and don't let your life be wasted under the sudden cold arrow. If the Shunzhou army also has such an archer, then this silver bow will not be unusable.

Zhao Xun put down his longbow, his gaze swept over the battlefield quickly, and everywhere he looked, he saw fierce battles. The Huolin Army is still in a circular formation, constantly grinding the flesh and blood of the Evil Army. Needless to say, the 123rd Battalion is mostly veterans, and with excellent cooperation, they continue to kill the soldiers of the Yan Army.

Although most of the soldiers of the fourth and fifth battalions are new recruits, with the assistance of the soldiers of the personal guard battalion, they are also constantly growing, and after learning from this battle, they will also be real predators.

These recruits, apparently undergoing the most intense and terrifying test of their lives, were constantly coming up and fighting them directly face to face, forcing them to choose between life and death. Although there were veterans and guards on the periphery, blocking the sharp charge of the Guards and Soldiers, there were still quite a few Guards who crossed the direction of the Perimeter and killed them.

In the face of sudden swords, guns, swords, halberds, flying arrows, and gushing blood, breathing the air full of bloody smell in the nose, some recruits have been frightened, but they were mercilessly cut off by the enemy, and fell to the ground like wood, some recruits just rely on this instinct to fight, and they can't last long before being killed by the enemy, only those soldiers who are determined enough and have a strong enough will can survive the face-to-face fight.

At the end of this battle, if they are still alive, they are qualified soldiers, and if they lie down, they need to be honed more. Of course, there are many people who have unfortunately fallen on the ground and have never been able to get up again.

Han Meng, a big man, was very eye-catching in the crowd of fierce battles. The pair of big iron halberds in his hand are simply the scythe of the god of death and the soul hook pen of Yama. All the soldiers who rushed to the ground were laid to the ground, and almost none of the corpses were intact. He was also covered in blood, and no one knew how much of the blood on his body belonged to him and how much belonged to others. Anyway, there is blood dripping down on the armor on the body, forming drops of red water droplets, which are beautiful under the sunlight, exuding a strange red light, which is breathtaking.

The river beach is five miles to the north.

The muffled sound of the horn was already audible, and even the sound of killing was faintly audible! Why is there still half of this damn ten miles left unfinished! The captains of the three cavalry battalions were eager for the officers and men of their subordinates to put on their wings and fly to the battlefield in an instant.

As for the heavy cavalry battalion in the heavy armored battalion, don't think about it, the terrain here, even ordinary light cavalry, is not very convenient, if the heavy cavalry comes here, it will not be able to join the battle at all.

"Quick! Fast! Hurry up! ”

Luo Qi rode his horse and danced his spear, and urged his soldiers to speed up with all his might, and his subordinate cavalry was almost sprinting with all their might, and several cavalrymen could not gallop because of the damage to their horses under their hips, so they had to let them come later. Their helmets were crooked, their formations were scattered, and they were panting like dogs, but they were still running for their lives.

5 miles......

4 miles......

It's close, it's finally close......

"Drive! Kill me, brethren! ”

Luo Qi, Zhao Lin, and Duan Yan roared in unison, rode their horses and guns, and blew past the side of the Zuofu army like a whirlwind, and the heavy knocking of the horses' hooves on the thick ground made a dull loud noise, which instantly alarmed the soldiers of the two armies in the north gate.

"Cavalry? Damn, this Fire Lin Army has cavalry here! What's going on? Why didn't anyone report it to me! Damn the Sea Eagle Ministry, they're all damn bastards! Lei Yan cursed weakly.

"Knock Knock Knock ......"

At the same time, there was also an earth-shattering sound behind the Yan Army.

Lei Yan and the generals turned pale for a moment, and turned their heads to look. In the line of sight behind him, a thick line of black mixed with red gradually grew larger, gradually approaching, and the ground under his feet was also trembling gently.

Lei Yan's face changed, the faces of the generals around Lei Yan changed, and the faces of all the soldiers and soldiers changed.

That's a cavalry, a huge cavalry! and the cavalry in front of him, but this time from behind.

It's close, it's finally close, when the sergeant of the Yan Yan saw clearly the fierce flag waving in the wind, the heart that had become indifferent because of the repeated fierce battles beat in unison, because on the flag, there was a big embroidered "Zhao" character, and on it, it was a flame unicorn. Obviously, they are in the same group as the Huolin Army in front of them, who are fighting with themselves. But why? Why are they behind us? All the soldiers of the Stamen were distracted and shouted speechlessly.

After Luo Qi picked up several people with one shot, he looked up to the sky and laughed three times, and said loudly: "Brothers, the brothers in the south are also killed, everyone work together to annihilate this group of bastards!" ”

"Kill! Kill! Kill! The soldiers of the three armies roared in unison, waved the weapons in their hands, and fought with the soldiers of the Yan Ya more sharply, and the soldiers of the Yan Ya at this time no longer had the courage to resist.

Zhao Lin shouted, and the steel gun in his hand swept in all directions with a move, and the sharp scream pierced the sky, and an incomparably tragic scene was staged in an instant. Everywhere the spear passed, the thief soldiers had broken necks and bones, broken stomachs and intestines, and dozens of soldiers and soldiers died from Zhao Lin's shot! Zhao Xun, who was among the pawns, couldn't help nodding secretly when he saw his brother so powerful.

"Who's that? It's amazing! Su Ziyan pointed to Zhao Lin, who was killing, and asked.

"My brother!" Zhao Xun said lightly.

"Your brother? Aren't you an only child? ”

Su Ziyan also knows something about Zhao Xun's life experience, but he knows that Zhao Xun doesn't seem to have any brothers.

"Those who have been worshipping since childhood, those who have grown up together, brothers who have suffered in life and death! Alas...... You don't understand men's things! Zhao Xun said casually.

"Take my homeland, kill my people, deserve to die!" Zhao Lin shouted violently.

Behind Zhao Lin, countless Huolin soldiers forgot and shouted, and their momentum shook the sky.

On the south side of the Yan Army, Zhao Mang held his spear high, rode his horse and galloped wildly, and the iron cavalry of the 1,000 Angry Front Battalion and the 2,000 Red Wolf Battalion followed him closely behind him, and the huge cavalry array seemed to be from the dark waves of hell, wrapped in the power of crushing a qiē, like the sky and the earth cracking, like a storm crashing on the shore, and swept towards the Yan Army in front.

The earth under his feet receded like a tide, and the whole world trembled and trembled with the roar of thousands of healthy horses knocking on the earth at the same time.

"Kill!"

Zhao Mang roared, and the spear in his hand changed from lifting down to stabbing forward.

"Kill!"

Three thousand cavalry responded violently, the sound was like thunder, thousands of iron hooves stirred up the snow in the sky, like a rolling iron stream followed Zhao Mang, sprinting forward, the front row of cavalry pressed down the spears pointing straight to the void, and hundreds of sharp spears pierced the cold wind, forming a suffocating forest of death.

There are also soldiers of the Red Wolf Battalion, who raised their scimitars in their hands, and the sharp cold glow brightened the sun in the sky.

"This is our war horse, it can't be wrong!" A veteran of the Stadia Army muttered to himself.

There is more than one, and many veterans of the Yan Yan Army have already discovered that the war horses ridden by these Huolin soldiers were freed in Le'an County by themselves, but now they are being ridden by the enemy. What does this mean? Many people dare not imagine it in their hearts.

…………

The attack on both sides was full of cavalry pressing the formation, like a flood pouring down, monstrous.

The soldiers of the army began to stir, the soldiers standing in the front row began to look around in horror, the timid had begun to retreat, some officers ran back and forth, shouting loudly, trying to control the decline, but his efforts were in vain, more people began to retreat, and the soldiers who could hold on to their positions were becoming fewer and fewer.

In this case, if you are attacked from both sides, your own side is far inferior to the other side in terms of strength and combat strength, how can you fight? If there was only one side of the Huolin Army, they could also resist in a weak position, but now, even behind them are the cavalry of the Huolin Army, and even the war horses raised in Le'an County have been stolen by the Huolin Army, what does this mean? This situation completely shattered the morale of the soldiers and soldiers, and made them completely lose the courage to fight and kill.