Although Tie Zhu was brave alone, the dozens of people behind him had no combat experience, and when they encountered battle-hardened brute soldiers, they had no resistance at all. Seeing that the frontal charge failed, those brute soldiers continued to attack the iron pillar's block on the one hand, and on the other hand, they bypassed the iron pillar and went straight to the dozens of young men behind the iron pillar.

As soon as Minzhuang came into contact with dozens of brute soldiers, there was immediately a burst of screams and wails. Seeing that the villagers around him were cut off by the brute with a knife, and the head was in a different place, the iron pillar was also red-eyed, roared angrily, and smashed down with a stick, and even the head of a brute soldier was smashed into a brain, and even the horse under his crotch broke his back, wailed, and couldn't get up again.

Seeing a scimitar sweeping over, Tiezhu slammed into the horse with a wooden stick, knocking the horse over, and the brute fell off the horse, and was crushed by the horse's back, and wailed.

The two sides are fighting fiercely, and they are stalemate. But at this moment, on Zhang Cheng's left, a team of 100 people rushed up to the right, and Zhang Yan pulled Zhang Cheng and shouted: "Zhang Cheng, on the left, on the left, there are barbarians rushing up." What to do? ”

Zhang Cheng looked sideways when he heard the sound, and sure enough, a team of 100 people galloped towards him. In a hurry, Zhang Cheng didn't have a good way, he shouted at Ye Feng beside him: "Young Master Ye, it's up to you." You withstood it. Nearly half of the brutes have been killed, so you must resist it! The brute on the left, I'm coming! ”

As soon as Ye Feng saw that a brute soldier had also rushed up on the left, Zhang Cheng actually wanted to lead someone to block it, he was about to hold Zhang Cheng, but Zhang Cheng had already rushed out with Zhang Boss Qi Tian in the lead.

"Second uncle, Boss Zhang, let's go!" Zhang Cheng held a big knife and rushed to the front of the barbarians, he shouted: "Folks, behind us are our parents, wives and children, we must block this barbarian, otherwise our parents, wives and children will be beheaded by them, and even raped by them. , ye say, Shall we let them pass? ”

Hearing Zhang Cheng say this, nearly 100 young men were armed with inferior weapons, some were holding war knives issued by the Ye family, some were holding spears, but more people were just holding hoes, wooden sticks and kitchen knives. But they all let out an earth-shattering roar: "Can't! No! No! ”

"Good! A manly man, a man who dies on the ground, is a good man after 20 years. Folks, parents, wives and children behind you are watching, rush with me! Zhang Cheng clenched his sword, and he rushed out first.

A scholar, Zhang Cheng, who was powerless, rushed out to kill, and those burly Jizhou men were naturally enthusiastic, and then picked up the various weapons in their hands, shouting to kill.

The centurion who had the first step had already rushed up, and Zhang Cheng knew that if he collided with the other party, he would definitely be in a different place, so he raised the war knife in his hand and threw it at the centurion. The centurion saw that there was nothing more than a bony dog in front of him, and he didn't pay attention to him at all. But at a distance of less than five steps, he actually threw the war knife in his hand, couldn't dodge, and stuck a knife in his chest, Zhang Cheng followed the rushing horse, grabbed the reins, turned over the horse, threw the centurion off the horse, and then pulled the reins of the horse, pulled out the war knife inserted in the brute on the ground, took the lead, and continued to rush up.

But a few barbarians rushed up from behind, Zhang Cheng was hard to beat with four hands, he tried his best to resist, but he was a scholar after all, where was the opponent of these fierce brutees, three brute scimitars swept over together, Zhang Cheng bent backwards, but his equestrian skills were not good, he did not strangle the war horse, and he fell off the horse, the barbarian just galloped over, and slashed at Zhang Cheng with a knife, Zhang Cheng rolled on the ground several times, and finally stood up, but the barbarian flashed with a cold life-killing knife, he hurriedly raised the knife, but the opponent's arm strength was so big, where was the opponent of the barbarians, The war knife in Zhang Cheng's hand fell off, and another death sickle slashed over, Zhang Cheng was stabbed in the back, and fell to the ground with a scream.

At this time, the people in the back also rushed up, especially Boss Zhang and Zhang Yan, seeing that Zhang Cheng was already lying on the ground, he didn't know whether he was alive or dead, and they didn't want to die, so they rushed up directly, they either fought with the barbarians with war knives, or rushed to the horse and the barbarians to cut with kitchen knives and bite with their mouths......

Ye Feng's side has obstacles to block the situation is better, but it is not good, hundreds of barbarians, wave after wave of impact, Ye Feng has been killed at the moment covered in blood, more than a meter between the obstacles, has long been filled by the corpses of barbarians and horses, the remaining more than a hundred barbarians are still rushing forward to kill, but Ye Feng has already killed the strength, and Zhuang Ding, who is still guarding behind the obstacles, is only a dozen people, and if he kills again, I am afraid that the whole army will be wiped out.

But all this was developing towards the side that Ye Feng didn't dare to imagine, and the horses under the brute's crotch stepped on the corpses of his companions and leaped over. With a knife, a Zhuang Ding's raised arm was cut off alive by the other party, and he fell to the ground and wailed.

And that's just the beginning, a massacre is unfolding.

The old, weak, women and children all picked up the weapons in their hands that could resist and resisted with all their might. But they can only be moths to the fire, killing themselves. For a while, I don't know how many people have lost their parents, how many children have left their parents, and how many brothers and relatives have left them.

On this grassland, I don't know how much blood has been stained with blood. The screams of the brutes, the wails of the horses, and the people of Zhangjia Village, who were being slaughtered, wept bitterly, falling like wheat, soaking the cold land with blood.

After the barbarians, Yang Wenzhao, who was standing behind the brigade, saw that his men and horses were getting fewer and fewer, but he finally broke through the obstacles of those big cadres, and victory was close at hand.

"Kill! Kill all the dogs. Mother-raised brute! ”

"Kill!"

Suddenly, from behind Yang Wenzhao, more than 100 horses were killed, these people turned out to be riding horses, all with unified war knives in their hands, and they were all wearing animal skins and shouting and rushing over, Yang Wenzhao knew at a glance that this was a common horse bandit in Jizhou.

With a chuckle in his heart, he knew he was finished. These 900 steppe warriors are over.

Yang Wenzhao was picked up on the back of the horse by the horse bandits who rushed up.

As soon as he heard a cavalry suddenly rushing out behind him, these barbarians who were slaughtering were suddenly shocked, and they panicked for a while, but at this moment, they saw that their military division had been captured, and the barbarians were in chaos.

"Brothers, kill me!" With a wave of the bandit leader's sword, more than 100 horse bandits swarmed up and fought with each other.

Seeing that a helper was coming, Ye Feng, who had already killed the two knife wounds on his back that had lost his strength, once again pushed away Zhuang Ding, who was holding him away, and shouted: "Brothers, fathers and fellow villagers, let's help." Avenge the death of your father! Kill me back—"

The iron pillar on the right side of the ground was also exhausted, panting and shouting, and heard reinforcements coming from his side. He clenched the wooden stick again and yelled again: "Kill with Lao Tzu!" ”

The horse bandits came, and the situation on the battlefield was reversed in an instant......