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"The big fish has taken the bait." Gan Ning muttered to himself in his heart, the iron chain in his hand had turned dark red, and the blood of the enemy had solidified on the iron chain.

Wu Qing and others were also covered in blood, and killed the careless Murong Department in a battle, and the tiger wolf side of Bingzhou also killed more than 300 people, and the remaining less than 3,000 tiger wolf eyes became brighter and brighter, death is a common thing, this group of men has long been accustomed to the days of licking blood at the tip of the knife, although this group of comrades who died in battle have their own friends and even their own brothers, but no one shows a trace of sadness, in their hearts, the best way to pay tribute to their brothers is to take revenge, take off the enemy's head, and sprinkle the enemy's blood, so that the brothers who died in the war can rest in peace.

More than 2,600 people, including Gan Ning, trembled slightly, their palms holding weapons tightened, their eyes sharpened, and they were ready to pounce at any time.

The six thousand warriors of the Yuwen Department swarmed in under the command of Huaitou, and the battle had not yet begun, but the scene in front of them shocked them, a corpse with different deaths was piled up into a hill, especially striking was the dozens of headless mastiff corpses, the heads were cut off, blood splattered, and the ground was stained.

Outside the jungle, there is no feeling, as soon as you enter the jungle, a strong smell of blood suddenly comes to your face, everyone present has more or less stained human blood on their hands, but they still feel a burst of nausea, the stomach rolls, the blood in front of the eyes is red, the time that may happen is relatively short, so the shoes are dyed blood red. Ground. Severed intestines and stumps and legs were scattered all over the ground. In the crowd, a corpse with a strange head hanging down to his chest was not Murong or someone.

Huaitou's pupils shrank, and many of the Yuwen Department soldiers who recognized Murong couldn't help but exclaim, Murong, as one of the only dozen adults in the Xianbei Three Divisions, has no doubt that he can be regarded as a man of the hour, such a hero. Naturally, he was not a nameless person, and despite being covered in mud and blood, he was still recognizable at a glance.

"It's... Is it Lord Murong, is he really dead? Not only Huaitou, but everyone was shocked in their hearts, Murong's dying look, extremely painful, his head hung deep to his chest, and a palm-sized wound opened on his chest, and his heart was faintly visible. The flesh was shattered, and the bones were broken and broken. What's even more chilling is that his arms are basically weirdly curved, it seems that he has been abolished before he died, and this kind of death makes this group of Xianbei soldiers who have been drinking blood with swords for many years shocked.

Before he could extricate himself from the shock, many black shadows suddenly appeared on both sides of the jungle, and in just an instant, hundreds of screams sounded, and Gan Ning personally led the tiger wolf to burst out from both sides, the atmosphere was suffocated, and hundreds of bodies fell to the ground with a bang.

"Enemy attack." Huaitou let out an angry shout for the first time, worthy of being a famous warrior in Xianbei, a sharp arrow shuttled away, like a thunderstorm in the nine heavens, flashed, the airflow was torn apart, the speed was unusually fast, and it was about to be fatal with a blow, but it was shot down by Huaitou single-handedly.

In the crowd, Gan Ning, who was holding a strong bow, sighed in his heart, this trick was staged when he killed Murong, Murong was too proud, more than brave, and not cautious, he was shot off the horse by Gan Ning's arrow, although it was not fatal, but it also made him lose the opportunity, he was suppressed by Gan Ning, and his life was lost, and all the warriors of the Yanluo Department who accompanied him were killed by Gan Ning and the three thousand tiger wolves, and the corpses were paved into a hill.

Gan Ning is the best at using the combination of human nature and terrain, and the mountains of corpses stacked on top of each other are to stage the scene of killing Murong again, but this Huaitou is much more cautious than Murong, two strong bows, separated by a distance of less than a hundred steps, but they are still shot down by the arrows, which instantly makes Gan Ning's killing blow miss.

With Murong's experience, Huaitou is indeed very cautious, what kind of character Gan Ning is, that seemingly ordinary longbow is definitely a strong bow of the Eight Classics, the power of two stones, about more than 100 catties, such a distance, Huaitou can shoot down the long arrow of the secret attack, not only extremely cautious, but also sets off his martial arts on the side.

Gan Ning unloaded the longbow and missed the blow, and his thoughts were only in his breath, when a group of tiger wolves whose faces were obscured by the night fell fiercely.

"Kill." Huai Tou shook his slightly numb and weak right hand, and said with a murderous aura.

The two teams of men and horses exchanged hands in the dark night, the jungle is not as vast as the grassland, thousands of troops can pass does not mean that the offensive can be started, the limitations of the cavalry are still very strong, Gan Ning and others have already turned over and dismounted, ambushed on the left and right, spears and spears and halberds, more than 2,000 people, taking advantage of the night, fearlessly to cover the Xianbei people in front of them.

Huaitou people are so powerful that they will be afraid, and as soon as their arms fell, they also turned over and dismounted, and met them.

"Dead" Wu Qing and more than a dozen old brothers who had been in a daze with Gan Ning for many years surrounded Gan Ning, turned into arrows, and the miniature battle array was opened, and they stabbed into the heart of the enemy army, like cutting paper, the figure flew upside down, the blood was encountered, the gun was broken, and he was extremely brave.

Especially Gan Ning, he is simply a killing god, his eyes are tightly locked on Huaitou, and the long iron chain in his hand keeps patting, as long as he is touched by the iron chain, he either flies upside down or vomits blood, which instantly causes a lot of commotion.

"Kill him." Seeing this, Huaitou's eyes flashed a hint of coldness, Gan Ning's arrow just now still made him remember it vividly, in his opinion, this person is so brave, he should be the main general of this Han army, capture the thief and capture the king first, Huaitou, who is familiar with the Han family's military book, is also well versed in this.

The soldiers of the Yuwen Department responded violently, their number was slightly higher than that of Gan Ning and the others, and they besieged it, and there was an uproar, especially those who were killed towards Gan Ning, not a thousand, but seven or eight hundred.

Gan Ning waved his arm, swept a few Xianbei soldiers who were in the way out of the way, just heard Huaitou's angry shouts, and if there were really hundreds of people killing him, his face suddenly changed slightly, these hundreds of people are not a few people, even if he Gan Ning is proud of his martial arts, he is not confident enough to rely on the strength of one person to fight against thousands of troops, this group of Xianbei people, drinking goat's milk and eating beef and mutton grew up, all tall and generous, even if Gan Ning kills no matter how sharp the means of killing, he can't resist the siege of hundreds of people.

Fortunately, more than a dozen old brothers behind him saw this and were worried that Gan Ning would be besieged. led the tiger wolf to rush over. Suddenly, Gan Ning's pressure was greatly reduced. The murderous intent rose even more, and he stared straight at Huai's head.

Seeing that Gan Ning and the Bingzhou tiger wolf behind him were so brave and unstoppable, Huaitou's face changed slightly, and the eyes of more than a dozen good fighters around him locked Gan Ning's figure one after another.

Huaitou's side, lined up in front and back, left and right, a total of eighteen people, each holding cold soldiers, turned into a subtle battle formation. With Huaitou as the core, the breath is blended, the body is slightly staggered, but it echoes each other, although there are only a few eighteen people, but it exudes a momentum that can be defeated by thousands of troops.

Seeing this, Gan Ning's eyes condensed slightly, this Huaitou was even more difficult than Murong in front, although Murong was strong in martial arts, he was too conceited. Too careless, Gan Ning killed this person. In addition to the dying move to counterattack is a little troublesome, but it is relatively smooth, as soon as Murong died, his morale was exhausted, and he was slaughtered by three thousand tigers and wolves, on the other hand, Huaitou, step by step, not in a hurry, before entering the jungle, he sent a mastiff dog sentry first, and the soldiers of the Yuwen Department under his command were even more brave and good at fighting, especially the eighteen good fighters, burly and fierce, full of murderous opportunities, definitely not weaker than the sixteen old brothers behind Gan Ning.

"Kill"

Even so, Gan Ning did not hesitate to launch an offensive, which was really not enough for him to retreat, and more than 2,000 tigers and wolves pounced unstoppably.

"Wow~"

"Puff~"

The sound of weapons colliding sounded, accompanied by the sound of entering the body, two torrents, slamming into each other, blending and tearing, in the dark night, the blood-red splash was still clearly visible, the torches were extinguished, and thousands of people staged an unusually tragic battle with their eyesight and killing experience.

Huaitou and eighteen good fighters formed a killing formation, like a meat grinder, constantly advancing, no one can stop, a violent contact, dozens of elite veterans of the tiger wolf in the state did not even have the power of the backhand, either the head was cut off, or was hit hard, a wave of offensive down, Huaitou and others were covered in human blood, and the blood beads fell like raindrops.

Gan Ning's eyes were gloomy, and as soon as the iron chain was pulled, several heads flew out, and the hole of the headless corpse couldn't be stopped, and the blood was like a fountain of blood, if it weren't for the dark night as a cover, this cruel and tyrannical method alone would be enough to make people sweat.

"Come on" Seeing that Gan Ning was in a hurry, he personally led everyone to march towards him, Huai Tou's heart was also arrogant, the speed of harvesting human lives with the iron spear in his hand was not slower than Gan Ning's iron chain, and the eighteen good fighters were cultivated as murderous qi since childhood, so when it came to killing methods, they were more handy than ordinary Xianbei soldiers.

Huaitou and Gan Ning are only less than twenty steps apart, surrounded by corpses, there are tiger wolves and Yuwen soldiers, there are thousands of spears and spears scattered on the ground, or broken, or deep through the human body, the tragic breath lingers in the sky, the whole jungle, birds and beasts are gone, all frightened by the fight in the forest to flee away.

Gan Ning picked up a scattered spear with one foot, made a noise, and shot angrily towards Huaitou with a killing machine, using the gun as an arrow, Gan Ning did not want to be able to kill Huaitou, but also to let the Xianbei people who were in front of him be killed and injured.

Huai Tou frowned slightly, Gan Ning's spear that flew with one kick was extremely fast, and ordinary soldiers couldn't resist it at all, just as Gan Ning thought, relying on this kick alone, it was indeed too reluctant to seriously injure or kill Huai Tou, but for ordinary Xianbei soldiers, this shot was enough to make them shocked.

"Snort~~"

The unusually crisp sound, the Xianbei people lack copper and iron, how can they be like the tiger wolf in Bingzhou, more or less can still have armor to protect themselves, although the armor made of animal skins can resist the attack of arrows to a certain extent, but under Gan Ning's spear into arrows, like paper, instantly like a string of rock sugar gourds, several people were pierced through the chest, the spear was still powerful, shuttled away again, approaching Huaitou.

Don't use Huaitou to shoot, in the direction of the spear, a figure is as tall as a giant bear, the palm is like a fan, and I don't see what weapon he uses, just the palm of his hand slapped hard, the spear that passed through the chests of seven or eight people shook fiercely, the head of the spear rotated slightly, the palm of the person's hand, a ripple invisible to the naked eye, surging with the naked eye, suppressed it stubbornly, the spear was here, the strength poured into it was greatly reduced, and it suddenly snapped into two pieces and fell to the ground.

The man's face changed slightly, and he opened his palm the size of a fan, and under the night, the scars on the palm of his hand were clearly visible, even from such a distance, this person's palm was still injured by Gan Ning, and the strength of Gan Ning's martial arts shocked him. (To be continued......)