Be cheeky, ask for recommendations, ask for collections! Next week's classification is strongly recommended to add the Sanjiang potential list! Visual inspection is the result of everyone's efforts! Thanks to my editor Kirin, for giving me a second chance to recommend, it's still such a good recommendation.

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I saw that the long knife of the Hebi cloud came out of its sheath and rushed out from the door of the big house, and the first rays of sunlight in the morning shone on the blade, and the end was full of momentum. Huo Yi's horse was not far from the big house, but in an instant, the barbarian king was already in front of Huo Yi's horse, the long knife was raised high, and Hebi Yun's face was slightly red, obviously with full strength.

Several guards around him had just made a move, and they all drew their swords and wanted to come out, but they saw Huo Yi jumping off the horse's back, facing the ghost-headed blade, and the spear shot like lightning.

Hebi Yun got his wish and Huo Yi joined each other in short arms, and before the smug look on his face faded, the long knife in his hand came with a huge force, and in an instant, the tiger's mouth was in pain, and the blood almost made the long knife slip out.

The barbarian king was shocked back by Huo Yi's shot, Hebi Yun looked at Huo Yi in horror, no wonder this person could lead the troops out at this age, no wonder he didn't care about his threat at all, and dared to send the sergeant on his side away. With such courage, how could he care about his threat?

Huo Yi was also very surprised in his heart, he had been boiling his body since he was a child, and he had also learned Zhao Yun's two-way marksmanship of a hundred birds and dragons, and his attainments in the gun were already very deep.

It seems that Hebi Yun can be a barbarian king, but he has two brushes in his hands. I have won a few battles, and I seem to have a high spirit, I don't put the heroes of the world in my eyes, and the right hand holding the gun is slightly numb and warns myself, in this era of respect for cold weapons, I am still just a beginner.

He took a deep breath and stared at the Hebi cloud, the blood of the iron spear shaking in the wind.

Hebi Yun knew that he would not be able to escape death, so he had to fight desperately, and he tore off half of the cloth from the sackcloth on his upper body, entwining the handle of the knife with his right hand, and the blood stains penetrated the linen, reflecting Hebi Yun's hideous face, which was really a bit breathtaking.

Huo Yi didn't want to be intimidated by his momentum, so he made a lightning strike first, and the spear tore through the dry and cold air of the morning like a swimming dragon, making a gust of wind howling. Hebi Yun let out a loud shout and swung his knife in pain to meet him.

Huo Yi saw that the opponent's moves were crude, and he only fought with brute force, but he didn't fight with him at the moment, but only used the strengths of the weapon and the subtlety of the moves to fight with him, and when the opponent was fierce, he unloaded his violent strength, and when the opponent was slack, he tried his best to chase and attack.

The brute man shouted: "Han Jialang is so cunning! "My heart seems to vomit blood, and I recruit bravery, but it is like smashing my fist on cotton and I can't do it. But the subordinates didn't dare to be careless, and the ghost head knife made it seem like a splash of wind, which made Huo Yi unable to enter lightly for a while.

Seeing that the leader had the upper hand, the barbarian men around them shouted and shouted, and found all kinds of utensils from all over to fight fiercely with the surrounding Han army.

Wang Chong had been in the battle formation for a long time, knowing that it was not appropriate to fight against the enemy at this time, and shouted: "Fang Yuan's battalion raises a shield!" Shoot the sound of the cavalry and shoot the arrows! Gale Camp Fill! ”

The battalions under Huo Yi's command were in training, and they had already abandoned the discomfort caused by the difference in origin, and the armies cooperated properly, and the arrows rained down, and those barbarians had no armor and were unarmed, suppressed by the rain of arrows, unable to move forward, unable to retreat, and countless men died under the rain of arrows.

When the barbarian king Hebi Yun saw that his subordinates were killed and wounded, his eyes instantly turned red, and the sackcloth wrapped around his right hand suddenly became bright red bloodstains. Obviously, it was overexertion, and the wound of the tiger's mouth was torn a lot.

Hebi Yun shouted for a while, although the knife was chaotic, it was even more domineering and powerful. Poor Huo Yi is only a twelve-year-old boy, no matter how early his physical development is, he can't compare to this barbarian leader who ascended to the throne with courage.

Huo Yi watched this barbarian king use his brute strength to make people unable to get close. In his heart, he was not in a hurry to defend him head-on, but said coldly: "You are an uneducated barbarian who also knows the suffering of your fellow clan, but you don't know what kind of mentality you had when you killed my Han people!" Whoever kills, people will always kill him! ”

Na Hebi Yun couldn't hear any words in a hurry, and just sought to fight Huo Yi with a knife!

Huo Yi was not a loser in his previous life, how could he endure such persecution and torture, I saw that his gun caught the barbarian king's ghost head knife, and then tilted the barrel of the gun, causing the barbarian king's body to lean forward, and at the same time, Huo Yi's foot with combat boots had already used all his strength to kick the barbarian king's abdomen.

This man took two steps back, and brutally bullied him, although he did not know martial arts, only fought with strength, but he also knew in his heart that if he was played by this person's spear, if he wanted to get close again, it would be difficult, and in the end there was only one way to lose.

Huo Yi would not give this barbarian king another chance, and an iron spear was drawn out like the wind. The barbarian king retreated quickly, not daring to attack him. Huo Yi was unforgiving, bullied himself, and his spear was like a dragon.

The two of them fought in the dark in front of the big house, one by virtue of subtle moves, and the other by force. Most of the barbarians around were shot and killed by Huo Yi's subordinates, and a few who took the weapons were fighting with the Han army, but it was also a battle of trapped beasts. For a while, the vicinity of the big house was like a purgatory on earth, with corpses strewn and blazing fires.

The barbarian king's courage was too fierce earlier, and the tiger's mouth was torn, and the ghost head knife in his hand was already getting heavier and heavier in the hard defense with Huo Yi, at this time, Huo Yi swept another shot, but Hebi Yun no longer dodged, and caught the iron spear in his left hand, and the two of them each dragged one end, refusing to relax.

Enduring the pain, the barbarian king waved his right hand, and the blade quickly slashed Huo Yi's neck.

Huo Yi knew that brute force was not his opponent, so he had to let go of his spear, lowered his head to dodge the barbarian king's fatal sword, and pulled out his sword.

The barbarian king unexpectedly let go of the spear, and even used the knife in his right hand too hard, his body staggered, and when he turned around, the sword was already in front of his eyes.

"This is not an easy person!" This was the only thought of the barbarian king before he died. The remnants of the barbarian men in the distance were also killed by the knives at the same time.

When the barbarian king's body fell to the ground with a bang, Huo Yi let out a deep sigh. Looking at his subordinates who looked around him with awe, Huo Yi wiped the blood with his saber with his cloak, put away the saber, picked up the spear, and pointed at the sky fiercely.

Wang Chong roared at the same time: "Mighty! ”

"Mighty! Mighty! "All armies should do it.

In this battle, Huo Yi's army annihilated the enemy from the Heyang barbarian king below, more than 3,000 people, the old and weak Heyang barbarians were either burned to death by the fire, or had already fled. Huo Yi's subordinates killed 8 people and injured more than 50 people.

When Huo Yi appeared in the field of vision of the valley camp with a bloody face, in the distance, a thin figure stood in front of the gate of the military camp with his head in anticipation, at that moment, Huo Yi suddenly remembered Yue'er who was far away in Zhijiang, and when he went on the expedition, wasn't it like this?