Yang Zhiding was in the forefront, and he had already snatched a horse lance, left lance and right sword, vertical and horizontal, step by step forward hard top, and in the melee of the large group behind him, Tang Huai's blood-robed white horse spear, even stabbing and poking, even splitting and smashing, there was no enemy in front of the horse!

Zheng Heng's fighting skills at this time are not as good as Yang Ling, and even worse than Tang Huailai, but this man is also fierce, and in such a scene at the moment, he does not wait for the impulse to kill a big fight, Zheng Heng just looked at Yang Ling deadly, led more than a dozen soldiers and horses, and guarded Yang Ling thoroughly.

The rest of the Song army soldiers are all fighting desperately, Yang Ling is not a safe master, the sword on his waist is a sword that sharpens iron like clay, he also rushed forward desperately, thinking that he was killing heartily, in fact, Zheng Heng and others suffered, Zheng Heng was close to her side, and he didn't fight much, but if any Jurchen armor rider threatened Yang Ling's safety, the horse lance in his hand was also very damaged, and he had already stabbed two or three out of nowhere, and he didn't know what was going on, Zheng Heng's mount had already fallen dead in the collision, And in an instant, he had changed horses in the midst of the chaos!

And on his body, there is still no injury at all, this man who has been crisscrossing the north for many years, at this time also shows his good fighting art, he will be a fierce general, and the pawn is an elite pawn, so the Han family's armed elite, even if it is strong with the Jurchen armor, from the beginning, it can't be covered!

I saw that the Song army armor with Yang Zhi as the spearhead killed through layer by layer, and saw that after a few more layers, he was about to kill in front of Wanyan Lou's room!

Guru was covered in cold sweat, he covered the two rows in front of Wanyan Lou's room, and more than 20 Jurchen armored horsemen were firmly lined up on the human wall, and they protected Wanyan Lou's room in the middle. Destroying the enemy and destroying the country, the Jurchen son, who is known as the strongest in the world, was killed in an instant!

Regardless of life and death, the Song army soldiers advanced layer by layer, even if they were slandered and fell off the horse, they still forcibly supported the horse's legs! Those Nanren generals. It is beyond Guru's imagination, so brave, where is it still within the reach of manpower?

The blue-faced Song general, who was even more murderous, saw his horse lance and long sword flying, and the layers of Jurchen armor were killed, and the whole person seemed to be stained with blood, and later, the Jurchen armor rode in front of his horse. There is a tendency to avoid the way!

Guru looked back in a daze, and was bumping into Wanyan Lou Room under the heavy protection of his personal guards, Wanyan Lou Room looked grim, and he didn't have the slightest intention of retreating, his eyes like electricity, but he just fell on Guru fiercely, Guru was shocked, and he died here. Even if it is death, it can't make these Nanren who have killed too many Jurchen sons and daughters feel better!

Gruul slammed his saddle to his feet. As far as the eye can see, the two-winged iron horsemen are rolling up dust and surging desperately towards this place like a wall, but they are just coming together, and they are afraid that the southerners in front of them have already killed in front of Yan Lou's room!

Guru suddenly roared bitterly: "Release the arrows!" Shoot the arrows! Armor-piercing heavy arrows! We're dying with these southerners! With a shout, the Gruul was already on his feet. Straight to Yang Zhi, his crotch strength had already dropped to the maximum, firmly stuck to the saddle, and as the only remaining henchman general under the command of Wanyan Lou's room, he died. It's just dead, those brothers who fought all the way are dead, what are they doing while they're still alive?

Even if he is stabbed by the Nanren general, he can insist on not falling off the horse, so he has to add a hole to him! In an instant, Gu Lu had already knocked away the two Jurchen armor warriors in front of him, and the horse lance trembled slightly, pointing directly at Yang Zhi's chest and abdomen!

This horse lance was firmly sandwiched under his armpit with one hand, seven in the front and three in the back, keeping the center of gravity perfectly balanced, but the other hand was holding the saddle iron lintel, even if he was stabbed by Yang Zhi first, Guru firmly believed that his family would never fall, how to send his own lance out!

In an instant, Guru had already pounced on Yang Zhi's side, Yang Zhigang slashed over a Jurchen armored horse with a sword, and saw a Jurchen military general wearing a white sable hat urging the horse to rush in, and the horse lance in his hand had reached the attack range but had not yet been sent, in the fierce battle, where did Yang Zhi know that the Yan Lou family general Guru had already made up his mind to die, he didn't do it first, just send it out, castration like electricity, how the Jurchen army will be the first to suffer this blow.

Guru shouted angrily, let out the last roar in his life, but his body leaned forward, facing the lance, waiting for a lance to pierce in, Guru will steadily send the blade in his hand, this Wanyan Lou room last henchman, is the Wanyan Jurchen and other tribes captured by the slave origin, even in the semi-barbaric Jurchen tribe, it is also a very low status, he fought all the way up from the bottom, since the Jurchen army, Guru was seriously injured six times, two of which made people think that he almost couldn't survive, so desperate, He was still called by other Jurchen nobles with slightly more noble backgrounds in exchange, and he was still like a slave, until Wanyan Lou Room discovered his merits, he changed his fate, and climbed all the way to such a position.

There was a soft sound, Yang Zhi had already broken his chest with the horse lance in his hand, Guru was shocked, and he still held the saddle sheath iron beam, and his body stepped forward, the lance rubbed against the sternum, making a tooth-aching sound, and Guru's face was distorted, and at the most certain distance, a lance was sent out!

Several Jurchen armored horsemen around Guru stared at his final battle with wide eyes, and Yang Zhi finally changed color slightly, the distance between the two had been pulled down and could not get closer, Guru was dying, both stable and fast, where was there room to dodge?

When there was no room for it, Yang Zhi followed this lance and rolled off the saddle! When he was about to abandon his lance, he still twisted his wrist fiercely, and the blades that opened on both sides rolled around Gruul's chest, instantly expanding the wound into a bloody hole!

This last blow completely cut off the tenacious vitality of the Guru, the Jurchen general's eyes widened, and he still maintained the posture of stabbing straight with the lance, the horse lance trembled slightly, and it had already reached the end, but this last stab still fell in the air!

Several Jurchen armored horsemen shouted: "Guru! ”

Guru's sturdy body shook on the horse, and he didn't know where to get his strength, and with the horse lance that penetrated his body, he threw himself forward from the saddle, and with the last bit of strength, he threw the iron cyan war horse that Yang Zhi was riding to the ground!

In the tragic neighing of the war horse, the remaining Jurchen armored horsemen all had red eyes, and they all let out a terrible beast roar, no matter how they stepped down immediately, they pounced towards Yang Zhi rolling the saddle and getting off the horse!

Tang Huai had already rushed to the front at this moment, only seven or eight steps away from Yang Zhi, and in the midst of the fierce fight, he saw that Yang Zhi suddenly disappeared, and the Jurchen armor rode like crazy and rushed towards the place where he was just now! (To be continued......)