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Qi Gill is not self-sufficient.

Let Li Yuan, who was thinking about how to give the enemy a dismount, his eyes lit up, Qi Jun's morale was very low, if the main general Qi Gill made any mistakes, then this battle would be easy to fight.

"Old thief Qi, Hugh is rampant, and Li is also here." Li Yuan shouted, and the yellow fat horse suddenly accelerated, rushing in front of Rulin's formation, and the iron spear stood up, and headed towards Qi Gill.

"This!" Qi Gill was stunned for a moment, watching Li Yuan get closer and closer. Although he scolded vigorously, he didn't think about this matter when he singled out Li Yuan, a veteran with declining physical strength, and a young and vigorous young man went head-to-head, without thinking too much, he would know the result.

"Where is the strong man? Who killed the thief with me? Qi Gill shouted in panic, turned the horse's head, and ran back towards the formation almost as if he had escaped.

The thief failed to kill, and he was almost killed.

On the other side, the soldiers of Li Yuanjun broke out into laughter, while the soldiers of Qi were silent, and before they could fight for a while, the main general fled in the wilderness. The morale of the soldiers of the Qi Army, which was not high, was even more low, and in the hearts of some generals, they may also be secretly scolding Qi Gill for not having the ability to make any limelight.

Qi Gill was originally a speculative villain.

"Where is Xiao'er, Jiang is here to fight you." At Qi Jun's moment, the Qiang people shouted at Jiang Cong and urged the horse to rush out with a big knife.

Jiang Cong is good at knife skills, holding a long-handled ring knife handed down from his ancestors, all made with a pistol, using haode iron meteorite, for this treasure knife, Jiang Cong's tribe invited the famous craftsman Ou Yezi of Qin to build, when it was passed on to Jiang Cong's generation, it was already the third generation.

Li Yuan saw that the barbarians were going to fight, and he was not polite, he patted the horse and raised the gun, and the oblique stab was a shot, stabbing Jiang Cong's flank, compared to the front of the face of the subordinates, Jiang Cong on the horse did not have the support of the horse's pedal, and could only maintain the balance of his body with the strength of his legs.

"Hey!" Jiang Cong shouted, his body was deflected sideways in a strange posture on the horse, and he actually played a kick to hide, no, Jiang Cong's equestrian skills are much more difficult than hiding in the kick, relying only on the liliang of his arms, supporting the whole body, the nomadic tribe on the back of the Qiang people always has some innate advantages over the cultivation people.

The two horses are staggered.

Jiang Cong had already turned over from the other side of the war horse, but his face was a little unsightly, just now, he underestimated the enemy!

"Kill!"

Jiang Cong shouted angrily, raised his long-handled knife high, and slashed at Huashan in one fell swoop, and slashed at Li Yuan.

In terms of liliang, Jiang Cong must have the upper hand, in terms of weapons, compared with guns and knives, it is not advantageous to fight immediately, and even in terms of threat, Jiang Cong's ring-headed knife is even more powerful. After all, Li Yuan's iron gun is only made of meteoric iron with the head part, and the body part is just made of hardwood and cut into a stick.

A hard block will definitely not work.

Li Yuan's plan for this battle was to show the enemy weakness, dangle for a few rounds, and then pretend to be invincible, and when the barbarian generals were chasing and killing, the left and right ambushes would come out, and then annihilate the enemy in one fell swoop.

Jiang Cong, a simple-minded Qiang barbarian, happened to be a suitable opponent.

Li Yuan urged the horse to shake the gun, and stabbed at Jiang Cong in one step, looking at his desperate appearance, completely ignoring the big knife that was about to be chopped, this kind of defeat made Li Jun's soldiers watching the battle all look solemn.

Who is Li Yuan, the commander of an army, not a brave general who fights bravely. As the safety of the whole army is at stake, if he wants to have a good one, then he has to do it.

"General!" Li Bi let out a low cry, almost unable to control it and wanted to kill.

"Report, Wang Duwei sent someone to report, the ambush force is ready." Just when Li Bi and the other young generals were angry, the scouts sent by Wang Shang to deliver the letter made them sober up in an instant.

"Flag for General Lee!" Li Bi came to his senses and hurriedly ordered.

What did Li Yuan do this for? The purpose is not to provoke the opponent and make the opponent make a wrong judgment in a fit of rage.

The good thing of pie in the world is possible once, and it is impossible to do it twice or three times.

Li Yuan's successes again and again, in the eyes of others, may be based on luck, but in the eyes of the soldiers who followed Li Yuan all the way, Li Yuan fought for his life to survive.

In the formation, Li Yuan and Jiang Cong have been fighting for more than ten times, from the beginning of the confrontation, to now gradually falling, Li Yuan, who suffered in liliang and weapons, only relied on his flexible body to support, fortunately, the yellow fat horse under the crotch is very strong, and he is not inferior at all in the competition with the opponent's Qiang horse.

People are tearing and killing, and so are horses.

Li Yuan's horse has just turned three years old, it is the prime of life, and the grass is carefully fed, the fur of the yellow fat horse is shiny, and a pair of giant eyes are also bright.

"Drink!"

Li Yuan pulled out his horse and looked back, and was defeated in this formation, and the spear was shocked high in the collision with the ring head knife just now, which made his tiger's mouth numb for a while, and his back was already drenched in sweat.

Seeing that Li Yuan, who had already spoken the flag, had feigned defeat, Jiang Cong was fighting at this time, and Li Yuan's defeat made him suddenly hang in the air, and he was extremely uncomfortable.

"The enemy general has been defeated, kill!" Fortunately, Qi Gill relieved Jiang Cong's resentment in time, and the soldiers of the Qi army shouted one by one and rushed towards Li Yuan's army formation.

Li's army was defeated.

The main general lost the battle, and the general had no fighting spirit.

In the face of the surging soldiers and soldiers of Qi, Li Bi and other generals only cared about protecting Li Yuan, and the soldiers could not even take away the baggage in the camp tent.

Qi Jun chased all the way, Jiang Cong and Qi Gill urged the soldiers to speed up in front, Jiang Cong, who had not yet been killed, was even more proud, Li Yuan was also a well-known Qin general in the pass, this time he made a great contribution, and when he returned to the tribe, he would see what those old guys who were worried about had to say.

Qi Gill kept urging the soldiers to move forward, and proudly, he didn't have time to inspect the shape of the Qi army that was chasing and killing had been elongated into the shape of a long snake.

Kowloon Mountain.

The head of the mountain is in the shape of a dragon, which is the sacred place of the Xiqi tribe, where the mountain road is steep, the peaks and peaks are numerous, and the existence of the death valley is formed in many places, just like a trap with a huge mouth open, waiting for the enemy who has not time to carefully observe the fallen.

"Quick, catch up!" Qi Gill shouted.

From the beginning of the afternoon to the twilight, Qi Jun's sharpness has been exhausted, and Li Yuanjun, who had rested all morning, was obviously faster than his feet, but Li Jun, under the instruction of the generals, began to slow down his foot strength intentionally or unintentionally, waiting for Qi Jun to catch up.

The sun is setting.

Under the urging of Qi Gill, the long marching procession of the Qi army finally entered the death canyon under the ambush of Li Yuan's army.

The 2,000 generals commanded by Wang Shang had been waiting here for a long time, and the strong mountain wind accompanied the dead branches and weeds in the mountains and fields were shaking, and in the hands of Li Yuanjun's soldiers, the pine branches and other burning utensils that ignited the fire were ready.

Fire attack plan, this is the first big dish that Li Yuan entertained for Qi Gill, a rebel general.