"Tell the general that the grain and grass troops of the coalition army are less than thirty miles away from our army, and they will be escorted by Shan Xiongxin, the general under the command of Li Shimin..."

"Probe!"

Wei Qing was wearing black armor, standing on a horse, his momentum was hidden, a sharp look flashed in the corner of his eyes, looking at the deep forest in front of him, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, indifferent and silent.

Behind Wei Qing was a blue-armored cavalry, called the Kamikaze Iron Cavalry, with a gale war horse, extremely fast, all of them hidden in the valley, so quietly hidden.

This iron cavalry, with a strength of 10,000, was personally trained by him, and the iron armor of the war horse was carefully selected and equipped with the best things by Bei Minghao, and after half a year of repair, the cavalry has begun to take shape.

"Shan Xiongxin? It seems that this Li Shimin attaches great importance to the grain and grass this time, since this is the case, then Wei is not welcome, hum..."

Wei Qing's palm gently pinched her chin, and her deep eyes were as indifferent as water.

"The whole army obeys the order, follow me..."

……

"Stomp, stomp..."

"What's the voice up ahead? You take a few people to the front to investigate, and if there is the slightest disturbance, come and report immediately..."

Shan Xiongxin rode a high-headed horse, with a jujube lance in his hand, leaning on the ground, hearing the sound of "stepping on the road" in front of him, his whole body trembled unconsciously, and his eyes flashed with a trace of doubt and uneasiness.

Then, Shan Xiongxin's personal guards and a few soldiers quickly disappeared in front of him.

"General, it's not good... Oh no, a blue-armored cavalry in front is coming towards us..."

"What? The blue-armored cavalry is coming to kill our army? The whole army obeyed the order, stuck to the spot, swore to fight to the death, and protected the grain and grass. ”

When Shan Xiongxin heard this, he was shocked and angry, and he couldn't imagine it. There will be an iron cavalry attacking, which is simply a natural disaster for the soldiers under his command, and it is extremely deadly.

He only had 20,000 foot soldiers under his command, and although he had a certain combat effectiveness, he faced a cavalry. There is room for resistance, and it is directly the share of being crushed and killed.

This is not the most fatal, the most fatal thing is the batch of hundreds of thousands of stones of grain and grass he transported this time, but the rations of more than 200,000 coalition troops, once lost, will definitely cause a mutiny in the army.

At that time, everything was suspended, and the Northern Expedition was a complete failure, so this batch of grain and grass must not be lost. Otherwise, he will die without forgiveness, and he will definitely die without a place to be buried.

"Stampede, stomp...", "Boom..."

"Kamikaze Iron Ride, the wind has no shadow, the shadow is sparse, the blood light is sent to the end, kill..."

After the "boom" was dusty, a cyan afterglow struck like lightning. Carrying a cold wind, it trembled with the earthquake. Screaming and impacting...

"The whole army listens to the order, changes the formation, and the arrow formation..."

Wei Qing rode his horse and galloped first, speaking angrily, pointing his fingers at the ground with a cold spear, and commanding on the spot.

With Wei Qing roaring angrily. Nearly 10,000 gods of iron cavalry instantly changed formations, and a Wei Qing was an arrow, fiercely slashing towards Shan Xiongxin's army.

"Bang Bang Bang

The Gale War Horse, with the speed of the wind, slammed into the giant shield. The rolling thunder force smashed the giant shield into the air in an instant.

In an instant, the sound of bones shattering and terrible screams came and went.

Wei Qing rode a gale war horse, led the kamikaze iron horse, rushed left and right, everywhere he went, the cold spear was dotted, the red blood spread, three thousand red embellished green armor, and the blood was chaotic and the breeze was clear...

The iron horseman with a morale like a rainbow, like a meat grinder, everywhere he went, there were countless casualties, the battle was tragic to the extreme, the red blood under his feet melted the snow, and the blood and snow were filled...

originally thought that he could hold it in a short time, but the result made Shan Xiongxin's eyes cracked.

In front of the iron hooves of the kamikaze iron horseman, the allied foot soldiers, vulnerable and weak like a chicken, let the kamikaze iron horse take and take, without any pressure, and unfold in a one-sided situation...

Riding the wind, stepping on the snow residues, the green armor with dust, the cold gun crying blood, the blood-stained gallop, the horse roaring, the sharp edge is fierce, and it deters the Quartet!

The kamikaze iron horseman, fierce and powerful, and the angry spear, cut the coalition soldiers who tried to resist under their horses, trampled them over, and donated blood, and the red pulp was rolling...

In a few moments, Wei Qing took the kamikaze iron horse, and the formation of Shan Xiongxin's army was pierced, leaving behind the corpses of broken arms on the ground, riding his horse to fight back, and rushing over again...

Wei Qing Heijia San glowed with a cold light, his eyes were wide open, the cold air in his eyes was pressing, the dark cloak behind him, windless automatic, the spear in his hand, red blood dripping down, what a mighty warrior...

"Shameless dog thief, Shan Xiongxin is here, dare to fight with me..."

"The general Pingxi General Wei Qing is also, the dog thief Shan Xiongxin, I'll kill you?"

At this moment, Shan Xiongxin, after seeing the powerful combat power of the kamikaze iron cavalry after Wei Qingsheng, knew that his army could not resist the second invasion of the kamikaze iron cavalry, so he could only capture the thief and capture the king, kill Wei Qing, and cut off the enemy's Ruhong morale, so that he could save the defeat and hold the grain and grass.

When Wei Qing heard Shan Xiongxin, to such a point, he still didn't mess up at all, and invited him to fight, he had some appreciation for Shan Xiongxin in his heart, and at the same time, a contemptuous smile flashed in his eyes...

In Wei Qing's opinion, Shan Xiongxin can only be a little smart, it is really difficult to get into the hall of elegance, Shan Xiongxin is such a big calculation, why doesn't he Wei Qing think so?

In Wei Qing's opinion, there is no pressure, and between turning hands, you can take down the head of a single thief.

The two rode horses and roared, Zaoyang lance, gale gun, instantly handed over together, sparks splashed, flying sand and stones, banging, roaring like thunder, cracks and stabs, Zaoyang smashed angrily...

The angry eyes of the breeze hit the white brocade, the angry horse neighed and broke the soul of the thief, the gale jujube sun broke the male and female, and the silver light and cold light roared in the sky!

"Breaking the gale gun, the gale roars!"

"Zaoyang cracks the mountain lance, and hits Cangshan angrily!"

"Woohoo..."

Shan Xiongxin is strong and heavy, and his moves are wide open and closed, with the heaviness of the mountain and the sharpness of the golden yang.

The spear in Wei Qing's hand is light and changeable, light but ruthless, light with the lightness of the wind, and alive and fierce, the wind helps the fire, the fire borrows the power of the wind, the wind and the fire are combined, calm and bursting.

"Hmph, I have a little ability, I'm picking up a trick, the wind and fire are howling..."

"Hmph, split mountains and broken rivers!"

"Bang!" "Poof!" "Ugh!"

The blow was infinitely powerful, and the sand and rocks were wild, and the wind howled incessantly, drowning the two of them in the dust.

"I'm not reconciled, you... What's your last resort? ”

"Hot Wheels turn stab, you can die on this trick, you are proud enough, hum..."

"Shan Xiongxin is dead, do you still dare to resist stubbornly? If you don't surrender, you will die, and if you kill..."

Wei Qing rode his horse and stood up, his black armor was full of white marks that had been scratched by the Zaoyang lance, except that his face was slightly paler, and he looked unscathed, only he knew that he was still injured, and he had no strength to fight.

On the other side, Shan Xiongxin knelt on one knee, pestle the jujube yang lance, where was the unwilling stunned, there was no sound, in a hole in his chest, bleeding and donating blood, and dyed the battle armor red...

…… (To be continued.) )