"Herod" said that the horse under the crotch neighed, and the ground rose into the air, and the iron hooves kicked out like lightning. The two Wei soldiers in the back row couldn't dodge and were kicked down. Even men with shields were trampled under iron hooves. Jufu raised the sky and let out a long roar, and the big axe in his hand was raised high again, dancing with the wind. In just a few dozen breaths, they have caught up with the vanguard led by Jiang Wei.

Jiang Wei pointed the green steel in his hand and said sharply: "Where is the sentence support?" Lead the light cavalry to break through and break them. ”

"Obey" Jufu's eyes flashed coldly, and he shouted loudly: "Brothers, follow me into battle." Jufu roared, and took the lead in galloping through the enemy's formation, killing and wounding countless people wherever he passed.

"Kill!" In the overwhelming shouts, the battle intent in the chests of thousands of Qiang iron horsemen burned like charcoal, and in their eyes, the man wearing the grimace mask was the legendary blue wolf king.

"Swear to the death with the blue wolf king" Thousands of iron horsemen roared, and the iron hooves of the war horses under their crotches slammed heavily against the cold earth, intertwined into a cold suffocating rumble, which was terrifying. The steel dam, which had been impregnable a moment ago, was torn apart in an instant, and was washed away by a monstrous flood.

"Breaking" Jiang Wei cut through the thick shield in the hands of the halberd soldiers in the tenth row with a sword, and swept back with a shovel gun in his right hand, cutting the Wei soldiers who were about to sneak attack behind him into two. Without the protection of the tower shield, the remaining three thousand Wei troops could only resist the galloping iron hooves with their flesh and blood, but they were fearless, because they were the strongest army on this continent, the Great Wei Iron Army.

The expression on Fei Yao's face changed several times, and finally turned into a sigh. He pulled out his sword from his waist, and the blade of the sword reached the night sky and said: "Fight with them, the Great Wei Iron Army will die and will not retreat." He stared at the masked man early on, this person's martial arts were rare at that time, Fei Yao felt frightened even if he stood in the distance and observed his fighting posture, but at this time Fei Yao had no way out.

"Capture the thief and capture the king first." Fei Yao rode forward, the sword in his hand raised high and quietly attacked Jiang Wei. Jiang Wei sensed a lurking killing intent from a distance, and when he looked at it, he saw a middle-aged man wearing a lion-faced helmet attacking him, and the sword in his hand was already hanging above his head, and his momentum was down.

Fei Yao smiled and said coldly, "Die." He seemed to be able to see the man's neck spurting blood.

"Oh? It's good, but it's a pity it's too slow. The thumb-thick Hidden Blade was unsheathed in an instant, cutting a four-inch-long cut in the horse's belly, and the hot horse's blood spurted out wildly and poured to the ground. Jiang Wei lightly dodged the last crazy blow of the war horse when he was dying, immediately put away his hidden blade, and the spear in his right hand went straight to Fei Yao's throat, and Sen Ran smiled: "You are waiting for the general trend to go, why don't you surrender quickly?" ”

Fei Yao spit out a mouthful of blood foam and laughed: "I'm sorry, the Shudi Mountain Monkey really doesn't speak human words." Jiang Wei's expression was cold, and he was about to kill this person. At this time, a sudden change occurred!

Suddenly, the long and long sound of the horn slowly sounded from the mouth of the valley, resounding throughout the valley. Jiang Wei's expression changed greatly, and he secretly said in his heart that something was wrong. The gray clouds in the night sky gradually dispersed, and the cold moonlight hit the purple robe with a hint of murderous intent, Cao Ying's drape was stubborn, and her long black hair fluttered like a tassel. Although this woman is dressed in military uniform, she shows a kind of heroic beauty, exuding a kind of self-respecting momentum between heaven and earth, and is not angry and self-assured. The Feijing Sword in his hand pointed ahead, and said indifferently: "Except for the main general, there is no living mouth." ”

Countless Wei soldiers poured in from the valley and slaughtered like tigers out of the cage. At first glance, there are at least tens of thousands. These soldiers knew at a glance that they were the elite of the elite, all of them had solemn expressions, and they firmly controlled the murderous aura, only faintly revealing it.

"This!" Liu Yin, who had nothing to do in the back row, suddenly became nervous, his eyes suddenly became extremely cold, and he said in a condensed voice: "It's not good, it turns out that this is the main force of the Wei army." More than 10,000 people are all children of military families, hateful! ”

Yang Lan looked suspicious and asked, "Children of military households? Isn't it amazing? ”

With an unprecedentedly serious expression, Liu Yin took a deep breath and said, "The so-called children of military families are families that have lived by fighting wars for generations. If there are three men in the family, one of them must be a regular soldier. These cunning Wei troops, Fei Yao's 5,000 foot soldiers are just a decoy. ”

Yang Lan nodded awe-inspiringly and said: "The enemy's main general is not ordinarily generous, and with five thousand people as bait, he can easily deceive the ears and eyes of our army." Nearly 10,000 people were mobilized to launch a backstab against our army, which was really impossible to prevent. ”

"Now is not the time to sigh, Yang Lan, you quickly lead two thousand defeated troops to meet the enemy, take advantage of the unstable position of the Wei army, take the lead in attacking, and our army will have the strength to fight." Yang Lan glared at Liu Yin, the young man in front of him usually acted frivolously, but why did he ...... at this time She didn't have time to think about these questions, because these Wei troops, who had not yet gained a firm foothold, had already launched an offensive and swept towards the defeated army.

"Damn" Yang Lan snorted lightly, rode her horse and stood in front of the formation and said, "Do you see that beautiful woman like a fairy?" Whoever catches her first, she's a slave. For some reason, Yang Lan was upset when she saw this woman. Alas, the hatred between beauties is always entangled.

Cao Ying also sensed a beam of resentful eyes staring at her, her snow neck turned slightly, and she smiled indifferently: "Interesting? The pioneer of the Shu army is also a young woman. Whoever can capture this girl alive will be your slave girl. The two insubstantial gazes met in the void, sparkling like Qingluan and Caifeng.

Yang Lan took the lead, and the silver spear in his hand continued to stab, and the Wei army's charge was overwhelming. Cao Ying secretly said that he was interested, so he ignored the obstruction of the lieutenant generals and rode his horse quickly to the front line. The sergeants of the two sides instantly met each other, and the sound of gold and iron was endless, mixed with screams and crazy laughter, like a purgatory picture reappeared in the world.

Seeing this scene, Liu Yin's expression did not have a trace of color, and a faint cold light flashed in his eyes. He was calculating the situation, and now the Qiang iron cavalry led by Jiang Wei and Jufu was in a quagmire, like a sharp crossbow arrow, and it was impossible to turn back. Only by quickly eliminating Fei Yao's troops could they turn around and deal with the main force of the Wei army.

Now the 8,000 Shu army is under attack in the narrow valley, and there is no way to escape. The key is in the word "time", Jiang Wei killed Fei Yao first, and the Shu army escaped. If Yang Lan loses first, then ...... This valley is the tomb of the eight thousand Shu army, and Zhao Yun is also unlucky.

With the sword at his waist lightly, he looked at the two beautiful girls in front of the military formation, and smiled bitterly in his heart. Why is a woman's jealousy so heavy? He slowly moved his gaze to the woman in the purple robe, who he was very curious about. The art of war is cloudy: more is positive, less is strange. But this time, the commander of the Wei army will use Fei Yao as bait, and he will go against the art of war.

There are no more than three people who can do this in a hundred years. Liu Yin gradually grasped the identity of this woman.