Ye Qiqi's heart was empty, a little dazed, the army of Chenguan also launched a general attack, and the killing intent also made the soldiers of Mangyuan more and more frightened, the group of demons in front of him was like a demon from hell, with a bloodthirsty crazy expression on their faces, killing people when they saw them, without mercy, without the slightest mercy, more than 6,000 people were like more than 6,000 helpless little lambs, they could only watch the enemy raise their sabers in the middle and slaughter their comrades in robes to their heart's content.

However, after all, Ye Qiqi's subordinates were brave soldiers who had defended Mangyuan for many years, and a large number of them were still unwilling to be killed, so many remnants of the soldiers who escaped from Liu Fan's command quickly clenched the long knives in their hands again, and formed an attack formation in the shortest possible time, trying to make a last fight for their lives.

Liu Fa looked at the temporary army of three or four thousand people from a distance, and smiled coldly at the corner of his mouth, at this time, any resistance is useless, whether it is fighting or not fighting, everyone in the Mangyuan army today is dead, and no one can be an exception!

"Kill!"

Ye Qiqi looked at the army of Chenguan, turned his horse's head again, and desperately killed the army of Chenguan, the last battle, life and death, the waves of rivers and lakes, the most fearless people!

Nangong roared angrily and also greeted him.

"Die!"

As soon as the words fell, Nangong Zhi angrily whipped down, the war horse was in pain, and galloped forward, Nangong Zhi's angry body was half lying on the saddle, the long halberd in his hand was flat, and the cold and sharp halberd pointed directly at Ye Seventeen.

Ye Qiqi saw that Nangong was in a hurry, he laughed, infinite battle intent and murderous intent rose in his eyes, and shouted violently: "I have been fighting for many years, and I am also a generation of famous generals, how can I be afraid of you?" ”

Saying that Chai Ye Seventeen also urged the horse to step forward, waving a long lance in his hand, he did not flinch to meet Nangong to control his anger, the two generals rode their horses, galloping closer and closer, and soon, the halberd and the gang lance collided, making a deafening sound, and then the two of them each showed their life skills on the horse, and fought together. The soldiers on both sides also stopped fighting at this time, and slowly retreated, leaving a wide open space for the generals in the fierce battle. The two fought for about 100 rounds, but they didn't win or lose.

Suddenly, Nangong Anger stabbed out, and stabbed at Ye Seventeen's ribs at a tricky angle, Ye Seventeen rode on the horse and dodged the shot, and when he raised his lance to slash at Nangong Anger, he saw that Nangong Anger turned out to be a false shot, and turned his horse and retreated. Ye Seventeen was overjoyed and said with a cruel smile: "What? The wind is wrong, do you want to escape? Where can you escape? After that, Ye Seventeen urged the horse to chase.

Nangong Zhifu leaned on the saddle, seeing Ye Qiqi urging the horse to chase closer and closer, the corners of Nangong Zhifu's mouth pulled slightly, revealing a somewhat weird smile, and when Ye Qifu was only one distance away from him, Nangong Zhifu suddenly threw a stirrup and dodged, with his superb riding skills, hid his body under the horse's belly, and at the same time shouted violently: "Release the arrow!" ”

As soon as the words fell, Ye Qiqi's eyes widened, and his heart sank suddenly, and before he could react, he saw a rain of arrows as fast as meteors shooting towards him.

He smiled, is it finally over? The rain of arrows was very urgent, it was too late, only a few muffled sounds of "plop" were heard, and in the blink of an eye, Ye Seventeen's tall body was hit by several arrows. The soldiers who released the arrows didn't seem to want to let him go, and before he could let out a painful cry, another round of arrows came from the shower.

Ye Qiqi only felt that the strength in his body was quickly poured out along with the wound, his eyes were wide open, and he stared at Qin Zhong hiding under the belly of the horse in front of him, the left hand holding the reins slowly loosened, and the body sitting on the horse shook a few times, and then fell to the ground with his head down, and at the same time as he fell, countless sharp arrows hit his body.

The heavy sound of landing made Nangong Zhifu finally get out from under the horse's belly, and turned his head to see that Ye Qiqi had landed, full of sharp arrows, like a hedgehog, Nangong Zhifu hurriedly reined in the horse, and then turned the horse's head, with a burst of excitement on his face.

"Ye Seventeen is dead, and he still hasn't surrendered!"

Liu Fa rode his horse back and forth, shouting excitedly in front of the formation, and at the same time, his murderous eyes stared at the three or four thousand hurried groups of Ye Seventeen on the opposite side.

The soldiers of Chenguan saw this scene in their eyes, and their morale was immediately high, and they shouted happily: "Ye Seventeen is dead!" Ye Seventeen is dead! ”

In the cheers like a landslide and tsunami, Liu Fa's face was like frost, he raised his sword and pointed forward, and shouted: "Don't surrender yet!" ”

The faces of the people under Mangyuan City were even more frightened, shouting, they all threw down the blades in their hands, and then fled towards the dust pass, the remnants of the Mangyuan soldiers looked silent, they are not people, they are warriors, bloody battles, this is what they should do, the people can escape, they can't.

The faces of the three or four thousand remnants of the soldiers all showed a look of determination, looking at the cavalry on the opposite side rolling like a torrent, a leading lieutenant general shouted sadly: "Fight is death, not fighting is death, brothers, fight or not?" ”

"Fight!"

The crowd shouted in unison.

"Then we'll fight!"

The adjutant general laughed sadly, drew his long knife, pointed forward, and shouted: "Kill!" "Kill!"

Three or four thousand remnants of the army rode their horses and rushed to kill, like moths rushing towards the flames, resolutely and without looking back. It has nothing to do with good and evil, and having the courage to fight for one's life is worthy of respect.

"Kill them all!"

Such soldiers and horses, can not be used for their own use, is bound to be harmed by themselves, although Liu Fa is admiration in his heart, but he had to give an order, the army of Chenguan approached the soldiers of Mangyuan step by step, and the soldiers of Mangyuan were not willing to cower in that small corner, and then rushed up frantically.

At this time, it was almost noon, and a drizzle suddenly fell in the sky, and the battle under the city became more and more tragic, and the plains and hills were full of corpses and stumps and broken arms, and the fires were burning everywhere, some of which were extinguished by the rain, turned into billowing smoke, and filled the battlefield with rivers of blood, making this extremely cruel battle more and more hazy, just like the state of mind of the soldiers when they fought bloodily.

What is this war for? When the soldier opened his frightened eyes and fell to the ground weakly, his whole body convulsed, the general of the Mangyuan Army quickly drew his knife and slashed through the soldier's neck mercilessly, and then he quickly turned around and pounced on another Chenguan soldier.

After slaying several enemies with his bloody courage, the lieutenant stood up straight, stretched out his blood-stained hand, held the helmet on his head, and opened his confused eyes to scan the sound of fighting around him that had gradually faded away.

The fierce battle has been going on for half a day, and the physical strength of the soldiers on both sides has long been exhausted, but they are still gritting their teeth, staring at the bloodshot red eyes, and holding up the weapons in their hands without flinching.

Here, the soldiers have turned into wild beasts, showing their hideous fangs to the enemy, what beliefs, what glory and humiliation, all have been left behind, and the only thing that supports their weak bodies is only one thought, that is, to live!

In order to survive, the enemy must die! Soldiers who have experienced a hundred battles know that fear on the battlefield can not only bring them any help, but will accelerate their own death, and only by fighting hard can they bring life. When the narrow road meets, the brave wins, and no one understands this truth better than these soldiers who fought bloodily.

Whether it is the courage that you inspire yourself, or the courage that you are forced to burst out, it is crucial for an army that is charging and attacking.

"Kill!"

Mangyuan's lieutenant pointed at his long knife and shouted: "Sons, rush with me-"

He rushed to the front with a long knife in his hand, and knocked down the two dusty customs troops with his hands, his beard was erected, and he looked at Zhang Fei who looked like a black face, and his momentum was compelling, so not majestic.

Behind him was a group of remnants of the Reckless Plains, young but unambiguous in their hands, long knives flying, and in the blink of an eye they had cut down several sergeants in the dust.

Behind them were the elite soldiers specially trained by Ye Seventeen, based on the Mangyuan Army, mixed with the best of the Mangyuan soldiers, the two were divided into a group and cooperated with each other, and they were the most powerful people in the Mangyuan military camp.

"Arrogance!"

When Qing Yunfei heard the voice of this deputy general, his face instantly gloomy, he fell into such a situation, and dared to be so arrogant, Qing Yunfei was angry, and he secretly swore in his heart that if he didn't kill the soldiers of Mangyuan today, he wouldn't be called Qing Yunfei.

"First brothers, kill them all for me, and give Lao Tzu a good shot of their arrogance, in front of Lao Tzu, no one is invincible!"

"Onward, onward!"

The soldiers under the command of Qingyunfei were boiling, shameful and courageous, they had the pride that a soldier should have.

Sergeant Chenguan was originally a situation of encirclement and killing, but now they have a feeling of being pressed back by the Mangyuan army, which really makes them feel aggrieved, and they fought in the southern prison and fought countless tough battles.

Seeing that the soldiers of Mangyuan were so arrogant, the soldiers of Chenguan were also angry, they were proud, and in the shocking shouts of killing, they did not hesitate to send out a fierce impact on the soldiers of Mangyuan.

Under the contact between the two armies, the swords and guns collided loudly, and the shouts of the soldiers of the two armies were reflected in the eardrums together, mixed with a few terrible screams in the middle, a young soldier of Chenguan and a sergeant of Mangyuan fell down at the same time, blood gurgling down, staining the earth red.