The remnants of blood stained the ruined Shinno Castle red, and evening was approaching.

Under the afterglow, the south gate of Xinye quietly opened, and a panicked army and horses sneaked out of the city.

More than a thousand remnants, like a ghost army, silently looked south and touched.

Before the soldiers and horses, Wen Ping's brows were condensed, and a pair of eyes scanned left and right from time to time, faintly feeling uneasy about being a thief, for fear of being intercepted by the mink army.

Fortunately, he went all the way south and passed through the camp of the mink army, and did not startle the snake.

It seems that he has managed to escape from the encirclement of the mink army.

Wen Ping's tense nerves gradually loosened, and he let out a long breath, a little happiness appeared between his eyebrows, and he secretly thought: "It seems that my plan to surrender has been successful, and Diao Xiong will concentrate his troops and horses at the West Gate, waiting for me to surrender, but I never thought that I would take advantage of him to relax my vigilance and quietly break through from the South Gate." After I go back, I will definitely tell the state pastor that Cai Mao can't ......."

Just as his thoughts were flying, suddenly, the sound of killing in front of him suddenly rose like thunder, and countless torches illuminated the four fields in an instant.

Under the firelight, countless mink soldiers suddenly slaughtered from the side of the road, blocking the way.

Before the army, but I saw a young military general with a silver gun and a black horse, towering like an iron tower, standing proudly with a model gun, not a mink male, who else could it be.

Seeing that the enemy army was in front, Mink Xiong pointed his spear and said sharply: "Wen Zhongye, your deceit has already been seen through, I have been waiting for you for a long time, dismount and surrender, I will spare your life!" ”

Wen Ping was shocked.

Previously, when he sent the surrender letter, he saw that the enemy troops in the south had withdrawn a lot, and only Mink Xiongzhong relaxed his vigilance, so he took advantage of this early morning to break through between the enemy camps in the south.

Now seeing Mink Xiong blocking the way, Wen Ping realized that his plan had been seen through by Mink Xiong.

Hearing Minkxiong's command-like surrender, Wen Ping was shocked, his self-esteem was stimulated, and he couldn't help but be annoyed and angry, and shouted: "I only have generals who died in battle in Jingzhou, and there are no generals who surrender!" ”

If you don't surrender, it's good, I'll fight until you surrender.

Diao Xiong's eyes burst with murderous momentum, the eagle's eyes widened angrily, and shouted: "The whole army attacks, crush the enemy, those who surrender live, those who fight die, kill me!" ”

With a loud shout like a bell, Mink Xiong took the lead and rode out.

Behind him, thousands of cavalry soldiers with high fighting spirits, like a torrent bursting the embankment, followed the mink male attack and swept up.

On the avenue, more than 1,000 remnants of the Jingzhou army fell into panic and chaos in an instant.

Instead of being afraid, Wen Ping raised his sword and shouted: "At this point, there is only one way to retreat, brothers, follow me to fight a bloody way." ”

In the midst of the shouting, Wen Ping swung his knife and killed, and the more than 1,000 remnants of the soldiers barely mustered up the courage and followed him to kill him desperately.

Although there are few remnants of these more than 1,000 soldiers, they are the private soldiers of the civil service, and their combat effectiveness is better than that of ordinary Jingzhou soldiers.

Looking at the enemy who was fighting bravely, Diao Xiong's face unconsciously showed a little respect.

"Wen Ping is really a general, but it's a pity that you are not a member of the four major families, and you will never be reused by Liu Biao, so you can only be pressed on your head by Cai Mao......"

Mink Ambition appreciated it in his heart, but his fighting spirit did not diminish at all, and he rushed forward.

When the first thousand iron horsemen rolled in front, the swords and spears that went straight to the sky were put down in unison, and the cold blades of golden light flowed, under the reflection of residual blood, like rows of fangs of death, flashing hideous.

The rolling iron stream is coming.

With a thunderous shout, the mink jumped high and crashed into the enemy like a god, and the silver spear in his hand stabbed all the stubborn enemy soldiers without mercy.

Like the sharpest sword, the mink man easily tore apart the remnants of the enemy army.

The knights who followed him rushed forward.

Although the combat effectiveness of these thousand remnants was stronger than that of ordinary Jingzhou soldiers, in the end, the people were panicked, and in the face of Diao Xiong's absolute strength, they only lasted for a moment before they collapsed.

The slaughter began.

Blood splattered, shouts of killing, and howls rang out, and the iron riders passed, and countless stumps and severed skulls scattered in all directions.

The mink male gallops the horse like flying, and the horse's hooves pass everywhere without leaving a life.

In the chaos of the army, the hard-fought Wen Ping found the location of Diao Xiong.

"Diao Xiong, you are too crazy, I will take advantage of the chaos to kill you, as long as I kill you, your soldiers and horses will fall apart, and I can turn defeat into victory!"

As soon as the thought came out, Wen Ping roared like thunder, and the sword killed the chaotic army, and directly took Mink Xiong.

Mink Xiong, who was in the frenzy, suddenly felt the murderous aura surging in front of him, and looked up, but saw that Wen Ping had rushed in.

Knowing that Wen Ping's martial arts are higher than himself, Diao Xiong is not afraid and raises his gun to greet him.

The two horses were wrong, and the steel knife in Wen Ping's hand roared out, turning into a semicircular iron curtain, which was like the Yangtze River continuously, carrying the sound of hunting and hunting to the mink male.

In Mink Xiong's heart, an unprecedented disgusting cold was circulating wildly, and before he could fight, he had already seen how strong Wen Ping's knife was.

"I'll just try how strong your knife can be!"

The young man was proud, with the gun in front, his muscles exploding, and he tried his best to block it.

Throat~~

Sparks splashed, two knives and guns collided, and the sound of excitement shook the four fields.

The strength on the knife poured into his body like a mountain of seas, and Mink Xiong's five organs shook in an instant, his qi and blood rolled, and the silver spear in his hand was almost unable to hold it.

"The strength is so great, his martial arts are only afraid that he is already using the third move, and it is really far superior to me......"

The two rode by the wrong horse, and Mink Xiong had already identified the opponent's martial arts, and he was anxious to suppress the tumbling qi and blood, and when he turned around and crossed the gun, he sneered in his mouth: "I have heard for a long time that Wenpin is superior in martial arts, so is this the ability." ”

Diao Xiong, who turned back from the horse, was not only fearless, but made sarcastic remarks.

Wen Ping was completely enraged in an instant.

"Arrogant man, I'll take your dog's life today!" With a loud shout, Wen Ping slapped his horse and danced his knife and killed again.

In the land of Jingzhou, heavy literature and light martial arts, it is rare that there is such a bloody general.

Diao Xiong laughed wildly, and the silver spear fearlessly attacked.

Fighting again, Wen Ping's body stood still, but the mink was trembling, almost unable to sit on the horse, and his legs clamped the horse's belly to barely stabilize his body.

Immediately afterwards, the blade of Wen Ping swayed out like a storm.

The martial arts of Wen Ping have reached the highest level of "using moves", and the sword technique is unpredictable.

After a few moves, Diao Xiong has fully fallen into the disadvantage, and if he continues to fight like this, he must be killed.

"Smart chip, turn it on for me!"

Mink Xiong's thoughts suddenly came to life, and the intelligent chip in his brain suddenly turned on.

Wen Ping's exquisite knife technique was immediately transmitted to the smart chip through his eyes, and it was analyzed like lightning, so as to deduce the direction and power of the next move.

"Come on!" Wen Ping shouted, a knife as fast as lightning, and slashed horizontally.

When he used this move, he actually hid three secret moves, and the shadow of the knife was uncertain, so that people couldn't see where the main attack was.

If Diao Xiong's original martial arts are used, this killing move will be used, and Diao Xiong will have to die on the spot.

It's a pity that Wen Ping never expected that his moves had already been seen through by Mink Xiong.

The moment the blade hit, the ermine male slanted, ignoring the two false moves, and only avoided the real move in the middle.

Sou!

With a slash in the air, the blade passed by the side of the mink male.

"My move is unpredictable, and if you use the following martial arts, you will definitely be killed, this kid only practices martial arts, and he can actually dodge it?"

Wen Ping was surprised, and under the anger, he drank violently, and the knife style became more and more violent.

A knife and a style, clearly in sight, stored in the smart chip, when the mink male fight, he is secretly learning the other party's moves.

He knows that sooner or later, his martial arts will break through his training power and reach the realm of using moves, and he doesn't have any family heirloom martial arts moves, the only way is to use smart chips to steal moves from the hands of the enemy, write them down now, and they will be used by me in the future.

It's just that although Diao Xiong can see through Wen Ping's moves, his physical tempering is limited, and his strength and speed are gradually beginning to be unable to keep up.

In a moment, Wen Ping had already used ten percent of his martial arts, and Diao Xiong was heavily oppressed, even with smart chips, he was about to be unable to support it.

"It's almost time to stop......

A trace of treachery flashed in Diao Xiong's eyes, and he avoided Wen Ping's killing move, turned his horse and left.

"Boy, where to escape, stay for your life!"

Wen Ping saw that he was defeated, but his fighting spirit was great, and he killed him with red eyes, slapped his horse and danced with a knife, and chased after him.

The two of them rode one after the other, passing through the warring rebels, and soon ran away from the main battlefield.

Mink Xiong rode alone, his speed was getting slower and slower, and he was about to be caught up by Wen Ping.