The Yan army was surrounded by the Wei army, although they showed enough tenacity and courage, although the Wei soldiers were shocked by their most crazy fighting, but under the shouts of the Wei generals, after several retreaters were cut off by the Wei generals, the Wei army still mustered up the courage to come forward to fight, in the savage fighting of both sides, the soldiers fell one after another in the miserable howl.

Although the losses of the Yan army were not small, hundreds of people were killed in a moment, but their formation was not chaotic at all, and the two sides resisted the Wei army that rushed over on both wings, and the broken Yan army also fought and advanced, advancing behind Han Mo.

Han Mo was covered in blood like water, as if he had been soaked in a sea of blood, and he didn't know if he was injured, he just moved forward.

At this time, he no longer pays attention to any tactics, as he said, the brave wins when they meet on a narrow road, and the Yan army, which is in a weak position at this time, must show extraordinary courage.

His armor has been torn, and the armor in many places has even fallen off, and in the chaos of the army, he is also the most conspicuous person in the Yan army array, so from time to time there are cold arrows and hidden spears attacking him. But neither cold arrows nor hidden spears could penetrate his body, and it was the protective armor on his body that worked.

After he married Fan Xiaoqian, Mrs. Fan gave him a talisman armor, if this armor meets a top master, it is naturally difficult to resist the invasion of the master's strength, and it does not play a big role, but now on the battlefield, it is like a fish in water, and its protective effect is greatly revealed.

He is like a fierce tiger that has rushed into the flock, invincible, although he is soft to kill, but the Wei soldiers in front of him are also terrified, as if they have seen the ancient killing god.

Zhu Xiaoyan was on Han Mo's left side, Wang Siyu was on the right side, but these two were also extremely violent, Wang Siyu's leg was stabbed twice, dripping with blood, he had already changed his weapons twice at this time, and they were all big knives, so he snatched the weapon from the enemy soldier and killed him.

The path on which the Yan army advanced was a path of Shura paved with blood and corpses, and the situation was unimaginably tragic.

Killed a Wei soldier, saw that there was a Wei soldier next to him who was holding a torch, Han Mo roared, and the blood copper stick swept over, the Wei soldier already knew Han Mo's strength, and in horror, his hand was soft, and the torch fell off from his hand, and Han Mo's blood copper stick was about to fall on the head of the Wei soldier, but he saw that his wrist turned, and the blood copper stick was actually diagonally upward, picking up the falling torch, and the torch flew straight out, and it actually fell on the top of a tent.

Soon, the tent began to burn.

Han Mo shook his spirits, galloped forward again, this time he saw another Wei soldier holding a torch, the blood copper stick swept left and right, several Wei soldiers scattered in horror, but Han Mo had already poked out the copper stick, and a stick was put against the throat of the Wei soldier holding the torch, with a creaking sound, the throat of the Wei soldier was actually poked in a bloody hole, Han Mo seemed to know the purpose of the master, and rushed forward, Han Mo had already reached out and grabbed the torch, held it in his hand, and then used all his strength, He threw the torch at the camp not far away.

The torch jumped in an arc in the air, and then it really landed on the top of the camp tent of the Shuai camp, and the Wei soldiers around the Shuai camp shouted one after another: "Take the torch, take the torch!" ”

When the soldiers behind Han Mo saw the fire, they immediately understood something, and many people immediately fought to grab the torches, and then threw the torches on the tent of the camp.

Although the handsome camp is not big, but the height is not low, and it can't climb up, and in a moment, the big tent of the handsome camp is really burning, and soon, Han Mo finally saw a group of people hurrying out of the handsome camp, his eyesight was amazing, although he was in the chaos of the army, he also saw five or six armored warriors escorting a general in black armor out of the handsome camp.

He knew that the Yan army was under the siege of the Wei army, and the casualties were not small, if he could not take Sima Haoyue as soon as possible, the fate of the destruction of the whole army was imminent.

He could even hear the roars and killings coming from Mantou Mountain, and knew that the five hundred Yan soldiers who stayed on the mountain as suspicious soldiers must be fighting bloodily at this time.

It was a group of wounded soldiers, and he couldn't imagine how long they could hold out when they faced the soldiers of the Shannan Army, who were full of physical strength and good at mountain warfare.

Without much hesitation, Han Mo roared wildly, looked at the black-armored general, and said like thunder: "Sima Haoyue, don't want to go!" ”

He was under siege at this time, and he could die under the swords and guns of the Wei army at any time, but he shouted angrily here that Sima Haoyue didn't want to leave, if he was replaced by an ordinary person, he was afraid that he would provoke bursts of ridicule.

But at this time, no one had the slightest hint of ridicule.

This shout seemed to roar out of the soul, and it gave the Wei soldiers a shock to their souls.

Such a blood-covered killing god, from his appearance to the present, dozens of Wei soldiers have died in his hands, and the voice shouted from his mouth is like the call of death.

Under the handsome camp that had already been burned, the black-armored general seemed to hear Han Mo's roar in the earth-shattering shouts of battle, and he slowly turned his gaze under the escort of several armored warriors.

Han Mo was still some distance away from the black-armored general, and he couldn't see his face clearly, but seeing that he was standing solemnly and not flustered, he was even more sure in his heart that the black-armored general in front of him must be Sima Haoyue.

He spent two days carefully observing Wei Ying, and finally determined Sima Haoyue's location, and now it seems that all this has not been in vain.

Sure that the black-armored general was Sima Haoyue, Han Mo's heart was full of enthusiasm, he understood that whether he could escape death by accepting two thousand brothers today depended on whether he could behead the head of the Wei army.

He patted the horse on the body and shouted, "Jueying, rush up, let's rush up!" At this time, the eight stick methods were displayed, and the blood copper stick was like a thousand catties, and everywhere it passed, there was a miserable howl, and the blood mist splashed.

Seeing Han Mo advancing rapidly and approaching Sima Haoyue, a general in the Wei army finally realized that something was wrong, and immediately shouted: "Stop him, don't let him come close!" ”

In the middle of the words, I saw that the Wei army suddenly met a very large general, this person was more than two meters tall, a gray-brown armor, like an ancient giant, and the weapon in his hand was suddenly an extremely thick wolf tooth giant. Club.

Wolf Tooth Giant. The rod was not actually a weapon of the Central Plains, but was originally passed down from the Northern Barbarians.

The size of the Northern Barbarians is much taller and stronger than that of the Central Plains, and there are many huge people among them, and ordinary knives and guns are no longer competent, so there are many weapons in the Northern Barbarian Army with strong attack power, such as copper hammers and maces.

After its introduction to Middle-earth, some of the most powerful generals preferred to use this weapon.

This time, it was Sima Haoyue's number one fierce general who came up, he had been following Sima Haoyue's side, and when he saw Han Mo killing people in the Wei army's array, he was invincible, and he couldn't help it anymore, wielding a wolf tooth giant. Stick, like a giant in the wilderness.

Although this person is not good at commanding battles, he is indeed a fierce general on the battlefield, and he has always been the commander of Sima Haoyue's personal army.

His steps were like thunder, the Wei army had been killed by Han Mo and others, the Wei soldiers naturally didn't know that Han Mo was wearing a talisman armor, seeing that he was invulnerable, he thought that there were other reasons, all of them were scattered, at this time, the strongest general in the formation of the army was in battle, and the Wei army suddenly burst into jubilation, shouting in unison: "Lian Yutong, Lian Yutong ......!" ”

……

In the midst of blood and fire, Han Mo saw the Wei soldiers who were blocking the front scattering, and then saw Lian Yu dancing wolf tooth giant more than two meters tall like an ancient giant. The stick rushed over, and suddenly saw the huge body, but Han Mo was also secretly frightened, hearing the cheers and shouts in the Wei army's array, and knew that the giant general in front of him was by no means an ordinary person.

Wang Siyu, who was following Han Mo's side, had already said in a deep voice: "General be careful, this manpower is incomparably large, and it cannot be taken lightly!" ”

Lian Yutong let out a beast-like roar from his mouth, and he had already strode up, he was tall, Han Mo was riding on a horse, but he was not taller than him, I saw that Lian Yutong was holding the wolf tooth giant with both hands. Stick, the sky has been smashed down.

Almost all the soldiers of the Wei army thought that as long as Han Mo did not dodge, then he would definitely be connected with people and horses. The stick was smashed into a mashed meat.

Han Mo felt that the mace had not arrived, but the surging wind had already flew, and he could certainly use his agile skills to slide off the horse and avoid this giant at this time. Stick, but he knows very well that once he dismounts, then the Absolute Shadow will be stoned to death by this stick.

Lian Yutong was certainly roaring angrily, but Han Mo also let out a deafening roar, holding the blood copper stick with both hands on the left and right, and met it horizontally, using the blood copper stick to resist Lian Yutong's stick.

The soldiers of the two sides near Han Mo and Lian Yutong forgot to fight for a while, looking at this battle, which at least looked extremely different from the outside.

"Choke!"

A cacophony rang out over the chaotic battlefield.

The mace smashed the blood copper stick with the momentum of thunder, and the soldiers of the Yan Army who could see this scene couldn't help but turn their heads, they couldn't bear to see Han Mo die in this huge . Under the stick.

"Look!" Someone in the Yan army suddenly shouted happily: "The general has blocked it!" ”

Everyone saw that although Lian Yutong's stick was extremely powerful and smashed it hard, Han Mo actually resisted it with a bloody copper stick.

In the eyes of all, this is nothing short of a miracle.

But Han Mo himself knew the power of this stick, the tiger's mouth of his two hands had been shattered, blood overflowed, and the Absolute Shadow Horse under his crotch was in the giant . The moment the rod fell, it was already sinking.

He knew that the Shadow Horse was suppressed by the force of this shock, and fortunately it was this peerless horse, if it was replaced by an ordinary horse, it would definitely not be able to withstand this blow! ~！