In the white rain and fog, there is now fire and smoke rising up on the surface of the Yishui River, and the surrounding areas, whether it is the Jurchen barrage army horses on the river bank that are still being hit by the Song army's boats, or the female Allah resting in the camp, or even the armored iron cavalry who are still fighting with the Song army out of the city and fighting to the death, they have all seen this scene happen!

Shouts rang out all over the Jurchen horses, rolling along the riverbank. The shout was filled with frustration and anger, making the wind that swept across the river seem even more violent at this moment!

The Bohai crossbowmen and the large groups of scattered tribal armies along the river, which were still struggling to support, finally retreated in the direction of moving away from the river bank. One banner after another rolled upside down, symbolizing that the Jurchen military horses finally conceded defeat for the time being in such a resistance battle along the river. And the military horses that were ready to come out of the battalion stopped at this time. Many girls are watching the raging fire burning on the river from a high place, their faces are pale, and they curse in their hearts for this damn weather, this damn Southern Army, this damn Yi County! I only hope that the commanders will not be under the fortified city, but will fully exert the impact and combat effectiveness of the Jurchen army!

And the bloody battle of the military horses over there was especially a hearty fight. The tragic fight made the vision of the people in it extremely narrow, and they couldn't notice the flames rising from behind.

However, he hurried to the original location of the pullaway speed, and took several breathless Jurchen Mouke arrays into position, ready to support the brutal battle in front of him, but he clearly saw this qiē that happened not far behind him, and thousands of Jurchen iron horsemen immediately became in a commotion. Even a Liaodong horse. They all seem to feel the uneasiness of their masters. In the cold rain, he spewed white gas, and he couldn't stop hissing for a long time!

Everyone's eyes turned to Zong Bi, who had set up his own banner, and Zong Bi was looking back with a blue face.

The barrage city had already been burned to the sky, and in the rain curtain, clouds of white gas and black smoke rose from the sky. And the military horses spread along the river bank are retreating.

On the side covered by the smoke and flames, it goes without saying that the Song army fleet is waiting for the moment when Shuicheng is burned down. Once the road ahead is opened, the Song army fleet will break the waves!

The lethality of dozens of Song army boats and ships on the coastal land division had been clearly seen by Zong Bi before. Such a flotilla suddenly appeared on the flanks. Swept with a rain of arrows. In the battle array, the Jurchen leaned on the wing of the river, needless to say, they had to fall!

At this time, the elites of the two sides had already fought to the point that they had exhausted their whole body skills, and Zong Bi was originally counting on one after another to put in these mobile forces at his disposal. Stabilize the array, replenish the losses, and always maintain the pressure on the Song army. Slowly strangle the elites of the Song army who went out of the city to fight, until the Song army could no longer hold on and finally collapsed!

If this is not a war of land and water at the same time, and affecting each other. Zong Bi's move like this is no longer correct. Even though he would pay heavy casualties, Zong Bi's capital was much stronger than that of the Song army. It was enough to crush the Song army in one last move. And these Song troops who can go out of the city to fight in the field. Needless to say, they were the most elite part of the defenders in the city, after heavy losses. This Yi county town can no longer be saved.

But the water battlefield collapsed first!

As the commander of the army, at a critical juncture, he must be decisive and clear. This war can no longer be fought, and the soldiers and horses invested by their own family must be taken out, out of the entanglement with the Song army, and from this place of death where they are fighting near the water!

Zong Bi shouted an order: "Dismount!" ”

The slightly agitated Jurchen cavalry still carried out Zong Bi's order to the letter, and the four Mouke cavalry turned over and dismounted, holding the long blades of the horse battle in an array, and the blades stood out one after another. The latter took off their riding bows, pulled out their feathered arrows, and stuck them in the mud in front of them. However, the formation moved slightly to the north as a whole, in order to avoid as much as possible the attack of the Song army's approaching fleet from the river.

And the last Jurchen Mok still rode his horse to hold down the formation, still maintaining a complete array of horses and horses cooperating with each other.

Zong Bi explained to the guards around him: "Go and transfer the people in the rear formation to come immediately, and the bow and crossbow are the mainstay." Twenty hundred paces to the northwest, a little more! ”

Without waiting for the guards to take the order, the sound of a horn sounded rapidly from the rear, which was the order to transfer troops. Zong Bi immediately breathed a sigh of relief, needless to say, there were other Jurchen generals who also found out that the situation was critical, and they were urgently moving troops and horses to prepare to go out and respond!

Zong Bi waved his hand to let the guards go quickly, but just admonished: "You must do your best to set up an arrow formation in a certain northwest column!" ”

Several guards immediately beat their horses and left. Zong Bi glanced at the subordinates who were hurriedly arranged, these old female real elites, although they knew that the situation was already unfavorable and needed to fight a difficult guard battle, although they were a little hectic, but none of them showed a look of panic, they all looked calm and took their positions, holding the various blades in their hands tightly. Just waiting for the upcoming fight!

The sky was rainy and muddy, and the density of the battle groups fighting in front was already extremely high. The cavalry could not charge at high speed, and after reluctantly joining in, it only added to the confusion, but blocked the passage of their own military horses to retreat. At this time, they can only dismount with iron horses to line up, stabilize their positions, and stabilize their positions when their own military horses retreat, and the Song army will cover the killing, and cover the retreat of the brigade of military horses!

Zong Bi waved his hand again, and the last one who was still on the horse Mou Ke divided dozens of horses to drive the war horse to the northwest and retreat one or two hundred steps further, and set up a horse stake. He also stood and instructed the position of the arrow array to be transferred up in the future. Zong Bi personally led a Pu Liyan, and rode forward, pointing in the direction of the melee between the cavalry of the brigade that pulled out the speed leader and the cavalry of the southerners. Only more than 100 horsemen were left to continue to press the formation.

In this guard battle, the losses are naturally not light. It's impossible to do everything you need. This is where you have to be selective.

The infantry army of the brigade is in the melee, these are the new Mouke that was established mainly by the mature girl. And the detachment led by the fast man to go into battle to kill the department, most of them were the old men of the Jurchen family. These must be answered, and as for those foot soldiers, it is up to them to die!

Zong Bi even left his own flag behind, and only led dozens of horses to go in person. At this time, it is not possible to sound the drums and trumpets and issue the order for the whole army to retreat. Only let the cavalry get out first, and then give the order to the whole army to retreat!

In the rain. Zong Bi no longer looked at the fire burning behind him. Hold the lance. Taking the lead, dozens of personal guard warriors tightly supported the four noble kings, stepped through the mud, and galloped towards the cavalry melee battle group!

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On top of Yishui, the entire barrage water city is blazing, and the firelight and smoke are rising in the sky.

Hundreds of pre-prepared canisters smashed down, and the viscous oil was ignited. Wherever it flows, there is a flame. Not only the entire water city, but even the few Song army boats stuck on the water city were also caught in the flames, and even above the river, there was also a group of firelight floating!

The Jurchen Tartars, who were covered in flames, jumped into the water with screams and screams, and then were swallowed up by the rushing water. For these Jurchen Tartars, the Song army even refused to send arrows to give them a good time!

The corpses of the Jurchen Tartars stacked on top of the water city were all submerged in the flames. And the remains of the Song army were also reduced to ashes in the flames!

Li Jun, Zhang Shun and dozens of other sailors jumped into the water city to fight. Jumping into the water, he swam back to the boat that had been snatched by the Jurchen Tartars. They all looked at the prospect in amazement. At this time, dozens of Song military boats were no longer changing and shooting in retreat, and even threw down the cables and stones, stabilized the hull, and waited for this barrage city to be completely burned down.

In the water along the riverbank, there are either stacked corpses, fallen flags, or Tartar corpses floating in shallow water. The brigade had retreated from the riverbank. After the water city was burning, the Jurchen Tartars were no longer willing to fight with their lives to continue the battle with the Song army's sailors, and they all retreated behind the fence along the river. And the scattered tribal armies even routed even further, and some even retreated far downstream!

The burnt driftwood went down the river with flames, and was pulled away by the Song army's oars on the boat, and continued to flow. Together with the fragments of the river, the various wreckage of the Tartars' fur hats, they represent the defeat of the Jurchen Tartars in this barrage battle!

On the other side of the smoke, the shouts of killing continued to come, becoming more and more intense. The boatload of Song soldiers and sailors are anxiously waiting to rush through here and kill under the city of Yixian!

Zhang Shun stood at the bow of the boat, watching his brother's boat engulfed in flames, and suddenly knelt down and cried loudly. And the boatman named Tong Meng, who had a light wound on his body, was also snatched back, and at this time struggled to the side and shouted loudly.

"My brother, my brother! How can you tell my mother when you let me go back? ”

The soldiers of the Song Army, who were covered in blood, stood by the sides of Zhang Shun and Tong Meng, silent.

In the water city, there was a sudden loud cracking sound, and the huge wooden rafts that had been nailed to one place and firmly connected by thick leather cords were finally burned away. The burning wooden rafts collide with each other and flow down the river. Countless sparks exploded when the water city collapsed, flying all over the sky, mixed with the rain in the sky, just like a rain of fire falling from the sky above the water!

The defeated Jurchen military horses that were still staring at the Song army fleet behind the fence along the river broke out into a loud shout at this moment. And on the Song Junzhou, there were earth-shattering cheers!

Several boats immediately cut the cables and stepped forward, brushing aside the burning stakes that were going down the river, and the sergeants jumped into the water and tied the cables that had been prepared one by one to the stakes that had been driven deep into the mud of the river. Then these boats oared together, but this time it was not against the current, but straight downstream!

The turbulent water and the desperate pulling of the oars, dozens of ropes stretched straight, but in a moment, the bolted wooden stakes, with half of the mud traces of the river, shook out, and with these boats also rushed downstream!

The rest of the Song army boats and boats all cut the cables and stones, and countless oars struggled to pull them, in the cheers and shouts of the Song army soldiers who were full of boats. Walk through the ruined water city that is still burning freely, through the smoke and flames, and rush towards the city of Yi County!

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The two armies collided fiercely and fought with their last strength. When it came to such a fight, the two sides had no rules to fight. Often from the horse to the horse. Just rolling in the mud.

Such a scene. It's hard to imagine. These two cavalry armies actually represent the highest level of cavalry warfare in East Asia at this moment.

As a Jurchen general, he was also dizzy at the moment. In such a melee where there is no array, even if he is covered by personal guards, there is always a Song army armor cavalry suddenly coming, and then it is a good kill.

Lives are consumed quickly, and if these are in the right terrain, there is enough room to maneuver. The weather is better, and it is enough to make any army in this era fearful, and the Jurchen iron cavalry is being damaged at a speed that is enough to make the Jurchen nobles feel painful!

In other words, on the side of the Song army, how could Liu Baozhong not be heartbroken, and even after Xiao Yan learned of such casualties and losses, how could he not be heartbroken? These iron cavalry have all been transferred from the war to the present, gathering the elites of the Quartet, and they have worked hard. A good man of the Han family who can compete with the top iron riders of this era!

The armor on his body was already covered with blood. There are also a few breaks. It turned out that the blade in his hand had long been broken, and at this time, he was replaced with a hammer that he didn't know where to get it, and he was leading more than a dozen guards to clash for a while and then retreated a little to breathe.

In the scuffle, a young cavalryman with a large gun from the south twice attacked the place where the speed flag was pulled. Under the big gun, this cavalry overturned more than a dozen Jurchen armored horsemen one after another. In such a melee battlefield, as long as you fall off the horse, no matter what the injury, the possibility of survival is not very high. However, the guards around him met him, and he forgot his life and finally repelled the young horseman. And the pull-out speed took advantage of the situation and rushed to kill for a while, and only then did he retreat.

Compared with Zonghan's department, the Jurchen generals of the Eastern Route Army have been really comfortable in the past two days. When the Jurchens only raised their troops, they could survive even changing seven or eight horses, but now after a scuffle and fighting, they only felt that their lungs were hot, and they opened their mouths to breathe hard, and they only felt out of breath!

Even though the muscles and bones have declined a little because of the rich days in the past two years, this rainy day collision melee with the elite cavalry of the Southern Army is desperate, even with the Khitan, and the speed of pulling away has never experienced such a tragic melee!

He gasped violently twice, cheered up again, and waved the copper hammer in his hand and shouted: "The southerners will rush the flag!" Take down the head of the Southern General! ”

Of course, the Southern Army is constantly attacking towards pulling out the flag of the speedy general, and the goal of the Jurchen Army is also the recognition flag erected by Liu Baozhong!

Just as a group of guards were surrounded by pulling out the speed and preparing to march bravely. Suddenly, I heard an angry roar: "Pull out the speed, look back!" ”

He suddenly looked back, and saw that in the chaotic array, more than ten Jurchen armor horsemen rushed in, and what they were surrounded by was the four great kings Wanyan Zongbi who did not play the banner!

Aguta Lao Khan divided the princes Mouke back then, and when Zong Bi was only eleven or twelve years old, he was already working under his account. With the expansion of the Jurchen power, Aguta and Wu Qimai Zhuzi have established their own Meng'an, and Pull-out Speed is one of the three Meng'an under Zongbi's tent. It can be regarded as the descendant of the lineage who has been following for a long time, and it is shocking to see the master enter lightly, and he is dizzy and only thinking about the speed of fighting.

"Master, why did you come up? If I am here, I will always defeat these southern troops! ”

The horse lance in Zong Bi's hand was also stained with blood, and such a chaotic battle group crashed in, even Zong Bi had to fight with the lance! Dozens of guards around him were either off the horse or separated, and there were only a dozen or so people left with them.

Zong Bi pointed fiercely in the southeast direction, and just said: "I can't fight anymore!" Retreat for a while, and fight again in the future! ”

Looking at the southeast, he saw the smoke and flames rising from the water a few miles away! The barrage city that Proudhun had worked so hard to build was burning!

The barrage battle commanded by Proudhon was defeated?

A trace of anger suddenly appeared on the face of Bali Su, how long has it been since the Jurchen army had not experienced such a hard battle? The ferocious spirit of fighting to the death against the behemoth Qiangliao rose again, even if the Southern Army fleet broke through, it would only fight to the end here, exchanging lives for lives, and these Southern Army would be fought clean!

Zong Bi saw through the thoughts of the heavy generals under his command at a glance, and roared angrily: "We Jurchen warriors are not consumed so plainly!" Gather people and horses, fight and retreat, and arrange an array to answer in the back! ”

Without waiting for the puller to speak quickly, a majestic shout sounded in the melee military formation. This voice is familiar to the Jurchen armor riders. It was the roar of the young horseman with a big gun as he charged at him!

Pulling off the speed of the pull, he suddenly looked at the place where the roar began. I saw the young cavalry of the Nan people rushing out of the melee formation. The big gun flew over, but all the Jurchen armored horsemen who stood in front of the horse were picked off by him. And this time, on his horse's side, there was also a thin knight, armed only with a long knife. He did not kill the enemy, but the blades of the young cavalry of the Nananren were blocked by him from all directions. No matter from which angle the slash and stab, this thin knight can cover it, and for a time it is in the midst of ten thousand troops. can actually protect that young horseman like Mount Tai!

And with the charge of the young cavalry of the Southern Army, the armored cavalry of the Southern Army who were fighting around him spontaneously approached him. And the Jurchen armored cavalry also resisted to the death, and the two sides collided, and as the southern army cavalry launched another attack, it became more intense!

This young rider is naturally Yang Zaixing. It will be the courage of an army, and it will be divided into those who have a commander to stabilize the morale of the army. There is also a natural fighter who always rushes to the front, no matter what the situation, he can summon up the endless fighting spirit of the children around him!

He hurriedly turned to Zong Bi and said urgently: "Master." I can't leave! As long as my banner does not move, I can involve these southern barbarians. The master gathered his troops and horses and retreated! This southerner rider. Fierce and unbelievable, don't take risks! ”

Zong Bi also looked at Yang Zaixing's sharp spear that circled and flew like a dragon, such an indomitable momentum, even he who was used to seeing warriors felt a little frightened!

"Is this the southern general who killed some of those nephews?"

Bali nodded hurriedly, Zong Bi picked up the horse lance and shouted: "Then kill him first!" Seize the spirit of the Southern Army, and we will retreat side by side! ”

Just as the two hurriedly talked for a few words, Yang Zaixing was already like a mad tiger killing several layers of Jurchen armor riders one after another! After eating Liu Baozhong, Yang Zaixing made a heart this time, not to overturn the Jurchen general, and not to take down his banner. My grandfather Yang died here!

He had already tied the belt around his waist so tightly that he couldn't have tightened it any longer, and he called out the last trace of strength from the mountain root around his waist after the fierce battle. The big gun danced left and right like a fire dragon in his hand, and the spear flowers that were full of blood and water exploded root by root, and every time he danced, blood splashed wildly!

The Jurchen armor rider who stopped in front of Yang Zaixing also killed him with real fire, and his red eyes just didn't retreat. He didn't even do the cover dodge, he just desperately handed out the blade in his hand, even if he died, he would stab this Nanren killing god!

However, the efforts of these Jurchen armor riders are basically in vain, Yang Zaixing has already sent his temperament, killed to the depths of the room, protected himself with a big gun, covered the mount below, guarded like pear blossoms and snow, and attacked like a spirit snake out of the hole. Later, even Thirteen was covered by his big gun!

As soon as he handed over the blade of the Jurchen Tartar, he swung or knocked or pumped for his big spear, pushing it to the side. Then he drilled when he saw the cracks, as long as the Jurchen Tartar did not want to be close to the circle where his big gun was dancing, it was a shot or a middle door or a middle throat, and it would fall down like this!

And many of the Song army's armored cavalry were desperately rendezvous towards the place where Yang Zaixing was, pinning down and covering on the side, and dispersing many Jurchen armored cavalry. In the end, he gave Yang Zaixing several more layers of killing, and what appeared in front of him was already the two of them who were surrounded by the guards!

Wanyan Zongbi didn't care about pulling out the speed to stop him, and he was about to rush forward. This Jurchen noble general is naturally a qualified commander, even if he wants to withdraw at this time, it must not be a retreat when the Southern Army launches a new round of impact under the leadership of General Xiao. Otherwise, the whole team will easily collapse, and then it will be chased by the southern army by biting its tail! You must know that in the battle of cold weapons, the biggest casualties often occur when one side collapses and the other side chases after the tail.

The correct choice is naturally to catch up, repel the southern army with a more ferocious counterattack, and seize the sharp spirit of the southern army. And then alternately cover and retreat!

Pull out the speed on the side to finish pulling Yan Zongbi's reins, and don't let him come forward in person. Wanyan Zongbi slapped the beloved general with a mallet, and shouted angrily: "Back then, when the foot was on the post, didn't our brothers follow the old Khan to fight with their lives?" Now that the Southern Army is just a little old, what is it straight? If you are still a subordinate of so-and-so, you will rush forward with a certain behind! ”

The speed of pulling out is so anxious that his face is flushed, the situation has changed, and now when Rucai is raising troops against Liao, all the Jurchen men have to work hard. On the contrary, it was characters like Zong Bi who were lost in the melee, which really frustrated the spirit of the entire Eastern Route Army!

And Zong Bi didn't know how powerful that young southerner was to ride generals, this guy was really a killing god! In the vertical and horizontal formation, there is no way forward. Show off! Only with heavy troops to the death. More battles. It is possible to cut this bird off the horse! Fortunately, there is only one such cavalry general in the Nanren army!

Zong Bi wants to pull out the speed and let go of the reins, but he will not let go of the speed but die. The two Jurchen generals were actually stalemate here. And Yang Zaixing led the Song army to ride in armor, and finally broke through the encirclement, and the men and horses seemed to roll out of the sea of blood, their eyes scanned left and right like lightning, and they roared loudly: "Where is the Lord of the Tartars." Dare to fight with Grandpa Yang! ”

Pulling out the speed of detachment, he suddenly pulled the reins, and forcibly pulled Zong Bi's majestic war horse half a circle! He let go of his hand, and without waiting for Zong Bi to react, he pulled out his saber and stabbed it at Zong Bi's horse's buttocks. The horse with the body of the bird and the dragon neighed in pain, spread its four hooves and took Zong Bi and crashed backwards!

Pull away and roar angrily at Zong Bi's personal guards: "Protect the master and rush out!" That's where I died! Slaughter the city of the Southern Dynasty and take revenge on me! ”

More than a dozen Zong Bi guards looked at what happened in front of them in a daze, but Zong Bi pulled the reins violently, but he couldn't restrain the war horse that had lost his temper. Zong Bi's personal guard glanced at Yang Zaixing, who was pulling out the speed and rushing forward, and followed with the horse, guarding Zong Bi to rush out of this chaotic killing field!

And in the midst of the battle array, he roared angrily: "Kill all the southern dogs!" "Swing the hammer and lead the guards around you. He greeted Yang Zaixing, who was in heavy armor and was angry!

Yang Zaixing was really dizzy. Rushing left and right in the battle formation, just wanting to take the life of the Tartar general, and before finally rushing to the banner, now it is no longer clear who is the Tartar general, only to see more than ten horsemen roaring Jurchen language desperately to catch up, Yang Zaixing on the gun. As long as he is a tartar in front of him, he will overturn everything, and he really doesn't care who is who.

However, Thirteen had been shielding Yang Zaixing's side, and saw a figure with the appearance of a Jurchen Tartar general stabbing backwards and rushing out, and more than a dozen guards were tightly guarding the side. But at this time, it is not a good time for the thirteen to leave the team to hunt down this Tartar general, Yang Zaixing mustered up the last strength and crashed in, although the momentum is strong, the inside is almost exhausted, at this time there is only cover on the side, try his best to fight with Yang Zaixing!

Pulling out the speed and rushing hard, he threw the short-handled copper hammer in his hand out of his hand, Yang Zaixing raised his gun a little and picked the copper hammer far away. Holding the wrist of the gun, it sank, and I only felt that this score was surprisingly large.

Rao is rushing to kill was dizzy, and Yang Zaixing also understood that it was not the weight of this flying hammer that was heavy, but his own strength was not sustained. But at such a point, can you still go back and show your eyes in front of General Liu? In the battle array, there is nothing important except death!

Caught in a bloody melee, caught in the midst of seemingly endless fierce Tartar Iron Horsemen. Yang Zaixing, who fought bravely with all his strength and blood, no longer had the energy to care about the whole battle, only knowing that the Tartar forces had an advantage and were still coming. What he can do now is to overturn a Tartar until he runs out of his strength and is not in the battle!

And at this moment, it seems that he has returned to the peak state of his own house when the Jurchens only raised their troops, and after the copper hammer was taken off, he took a long-handled mace from the guards next to him, and smashed it down with his head and face!

Left and right, all in a scuffle. Yang Zaixing had no way to dodge at all, so he could only ignore the mace on his head and stab him in the throat with one shot. At this time, it is faster than anyone else, whether you are the bird who stoned me to death first, or I provoked you first!

This shot stabbed out, and Yang Zaixing no longer had the strength to point out the spear flower, so he stabbed it straight away. After a good pull-out speed, when the mace fell, he only turned slightly to one side, and he had already let the shot go. If Yang Zaixing is full of energy on weekdays, he flicks his wrist and draws the gun body sideways, and he can sweep off the horse. At this moment, although he was thinking like this in his heart, his wrist sank like a mountain, and the twisting of the gun and his wrist was a beat slower than usual, and the mace that was pulling out the speed was already slammed down with the sound of the wind!

Thirteen was on the side, stretched out his knife to meet the mace, and finally blocked it. Although Thirteen is agile, but the body is thin and the strength suffers, the two blades collide, although the mace is picked to one side and falls diagonally, but Thirteen also shook his hands, and the long knife came out of his hand!

Yang Zaixing and Ba Lisu smashed and stabbed both missed, and the armored horses in front of and behind the two of them shouted and forgot their lives. Each other wanted to grab the other party's main general, but they also slammed into each other fiercely, and they fought fiercely! The thirteen who got out of their hands were all involved in an instant, but they desperately dodged within a narrow range with their horse speed, and even he couldn't get out for a while!

And after Yang Zaixing and Pullaway Su avoided their respective blades, they both stretched out their hands, both grabbed the opponent's blades, and each used force, and both rolled their wrists into their arms. The blood-red eyes of the two sides only have each other, where can they care about what the fighting around them looks like?

The two of them used desperate force, or rolling their wrists or pushing, and in just a moment of stalemate, they used many means to grab the blade immediately, and tried their best to make the other party lose their balance. But both sides are experienced in equestrianism and have solid crotch. didn't eat the other party's means, and in the end they didn't dare to let go, in the chaos of the army, they lost their blades, even Yang Zaixing didn't dare to hold it up like this. In the end, you can only rely on your strength to grab it! And Yang Zaixing felt that his arms were sore and weak for the first time, and the force of pulling out the speed was getting bigger and bigger, and he couldn't snatch this thief bird!

Suddenly, the war horse that pulled out the speed suddenly neighed miserably, and the tall man stood up, and let go of his hands with the pull away speed. The healthy horse kicked with its front hooves in the battle group, and a short sword on its belly pulled a deep hole, and the blue-gray horse intestines rolled out, and blood rained down in all directions! And the pull-out speed mount jumped, and could only subconsciously sink his crotch to stabilize his body, but his two hands were raised high because of the hard fight for the blade, and under the two ribs, the door was wide open!

Yang Zaixing's body was also leaning back, trying his best to stabilize. I saw Thirteen's thin figure flash, rolling into the chaotic battle group next to him.

Just now it was thirteen again, jumped off the horse, pounced under the pull-out speed mount, and I don't know where to touch a short sword, and cut it on the belly of the pull-out speed horse! And Thirteen can only roll into the chaotic battle group, such a dense melee, in the battle formation where the horse's hooves are trampled around, even with the ability of Thirteen, Yang Zaixing doesn't know if he can see him alive!

How can he live up to the opportunity that his brother sacrificed his life for? Yang Zaixing bit the tip of his tongue fiercely, and from the mountain root on his waist, he didn't know how to call out another force, and sent it out in front of the big gun with one hand, shaking out a bowl of big gun flowers, and piercing it from under the ribs of the pulling speed!

With a muffled pop, the gun pierced through the armor, and almost all the heads of the guns pierced in. He glanced down suspiciously, let out a long breath, and fell down with his own warhorse. Splash a bloody sludge!

By this time, Yang Zaixing had completely lost his strength, and as soon as his hands were loosened, a mace and a big gun fell to the ground. The whole person was lying on the horse's neck, and his eyes swept away in the distance. I saw the rain and fog in the east, and the sparks fluttered and fell in the sky, just like a rain of fire falling from the sky!

This is exactly the scene above the easy water, the barrage water city is completely burned to the ground!

Yang Zaixing only muttered: "Won the ............"

And many girls are really armored, seeing that their master is about to fall, as if they are crazy, they shout and rush towards the place where Yang Zaixing is! (To be continued......)

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