On the battlefield, the voices of the people were boiling, the Jurchen and the Ming men and horses were entangled, tens of thousands of people crowded in this small plain seemed to be completely crowded, Bu Zheng and Ye Feng were as inconspicuous as two drops of water falling into the sea, but when they rushed into the battlefield with Dolgon and Abahai, they made the place they passed boil like a wave in an instant.

Although the old slave is called Khan, but like the Khan on the grassland, there is no so-called harem concubine can not be casual with people, Abahai as the old slave's most beloved woman does not know how many times he has appeared in front of people, the little Jurchen, almost everyone knows the old slave's most beloved woman, and also knows the old slave's favorite son.

At this time, seeing Abahai and Dolgon being carried into the battlefield, the surrounding Jurchen cavalry suddenly became angry, and rushed towards Bu Zheng and Ye Feng like waves, but although these ordinary Jurchen cavalry were brave, they were the opponents of Bu Zheng and Ye Feng.

Regarding the swords and guns of the Jurchen cavalry attacking from the surrounding area, Bu Zheng and Ye Feng raised Dolgon and Abahai regardless of it.

What is called a rat bogey, don't think that the Han people have it, and the Jurchens have it.

A Jurchen cavalryman who wielded a knife had just panicked and retracted the sword that was about to slash Dolgon, when suddenly the cold light of the long knife flashed, and the long knife had already been provoked to cut the neck of the Jurchen cavalry.

On the other hand, Ye Feng was even simpler, Abahai blocked upward, followed by a hidden weapon shot out from Abahai's back, almost invincible.

In an instant, the two of them had rushed to Juniper's side with hostages, and Zhao Long, who was fighting hard around Juniper, rushed up fiercely.

"Lone wolf Ye Feng, you know the current affairs very well."

Seeing that the person who was following Bu Zheng was Ye Feng, a complicated look flashed in the eyes of the man who was called the eldest brother by Li Zhe, and until now he still didn't know where Bu Zheng estimated that he had done something big in the Jurchen's lair and won the reward for the task.

In contrast, his calculations have fallen into a huge pit.

"I know what juniper you've been tasked with, maybe Li Zhe and I can help."

Zhao Long looked at Bu Zheng and Ye Feng with sharp eyes, "You should all know that Li Zhe and I are both absolute good players. ”

A good hand, he can help, but he can also make trouble, and they can all play a decisive role, by this time, Zhao Long already knew that he was lagging behind in this game, and he couldn't even compare with Bu Zheng, but he still didn't think that he and Li Zhe were insignificant, let alone seeing that Ye Feng was completely and completely submissive to Bu Zheng.

"Get out."

In the face of Zhao Long's threat, Bu Zheng only replied with one word, which could be remembered by Ye Feng in his heart, this Zhao Long was indeed not a simple person as he had observed before.

However, Zhao Long is different from Ye Feng, this is a soldier of the Wei State, and it is very likely that he is an elite soldier, belonging to the henchmen of a certain general, and such a person is not at all likely to be subdued by Bu Zheng.

Therefore, no matter how simple Zhao Long is, Bu Zheng will not be polite in the slightest.

In this world, Bu Zheng knew the strategy of all the tasks, and the tasks he was interested in doing, in fact, he could complete them alone even without Ye Feng's help, and naturally he didn't need Zhao Long and Li Zhe.

"Ready to kill."

After a word, Bu Zheng no longer paid attention to Zhao Long's meaning, and explained to Ye Feng that he had already rushed towards Juniper's side.

This Du Taishi, Black King Kong was completely crazy at this time, maybe he didn't want to survive this war from the beginning, and Bu Zheng didn't think about persuading him to follow him and Ye Feng to kill him, but planned to directly knock out and take him away.

"Bastard, do you think you'll be able to kill Juniper with me at my stop?"

A cold look flashed from Zhao Long's face, he had fought with Bu Zheng before, although he admitted that Bu Zheng's skills were extremely clever, but he had also identified Bu Zheng's weaknesses, strength, and physique, in the case of these two deficiencies, he himself would not be weaker than Bu Zheng, and now he and Juniper have learned new martial arts.

With an indifferent look in his eyes, he glanced at Bu Zheng, and suddenly, Zhao Long's figure flipped and slashed towards Bu Zheng's back.

"They're fighting in the house?"

"What are these stupid B Ming players doing, at this time, infighting, looking for death."

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In the distance, the Jurchen players who had been paying attention to this side exchanged glances of confusion and anger with each other, and if the four of them were all folded here, their plans would be in vain.

"Exactly, what's going on?"

And at this time, in another place on the battlefield, a pair of eyes also happened to see this scene, and suddenly the man was slightly stunned, next to him, a war knife slashed and almost didn't let the man dodge, and in a panic, the war knife in the man's hand was lifted, and a bright knife flashed by, lifting the Jurchen knight's war knife.

"Brother, what an embroidered spring knife."

Beside him, the voice of praise sounded, and a hint of pretending to be simple flashed in Li Zhe's eyes, he himself was a simple person, and at this time, such pretending to be simple seemed to hide something, and the man who had just dodged the Jurchen knight's knife flashed a trace of suspicion in the depths of his eyes, and he showed a smile at Li Zhe on the surface.

There is no special sign of the embroidered spring knife, except that the texture of the knife is a little better, and it is also the same as ordinary war knives, long knives and the like, when a brocade guard hides his identity, and a few people can recognize that he has an embroidered spring knife in his hand, unless, that person knows something.

"Look for death."

The sword flickered, and he turned back violently, and the long knife slashed down like a Daguan knife, which was completely different from the knife posture when he fought with Zhao Long before, the previous knife posture was based on the swordsmanship of Ah Qing imitated by the guidance technique, and it was an accurate route, a skill, and a skill that was close to the road, and now it was strength, and it was the knife posture of battlefield killing.

Zhao Long obviously didn't expect the change in the knife momentum of the step fight, the two knives collided, and the huge force suddenly slashed Zhao Long's long knife out, and the knife momentum of the step fight did not decrease, and it continued to fall towards Zhao Long's neck without the slightest dullness.

A look of despair appeared in Zhao Long's eyes, but more was annoyed, he admitted that although the sword technique of Bu Zheng had improved a lot with a different style, it was definitely not to the point where he could be leveled with one sword, and the reason for this defeat was more because of the light enemy.

"Die."

Just when Zhao Long was completely desperate, suddenly, the knife of the step fight turned violently, and it was actually slashed from the top of Zhao Long's head, and Zhao Long did not hesitate at all, his body shrank, and he had already rolled out backwards, and on the way back, he saw that there was a Jurchen cavalry trying to snatch the Jurchen child in the hand of the step fighter when he was fighting with him.

"Ye Feng, move closer to me, ready to kill."

Tumbling, Zhao Long grabbed a long knife casually, and wiped the knife to kill a Jurchen soldier next to him who wanted to pick up the bargain.

"Matt."

Cursing fiercely, Zhao Long swung his knife to kill the surrounding crowd, his eyes swept out, and the direction where Li Zhe was not far away was also about to be overwhelmed by the crowd, and after hesitating, Zhao Long waved his long knife and rushed over there.

"I've got the task from the wild boar skin, and the players of Daming over there seem to be over, Erming, send a message to the brothers, ready to chase after him, but he is not allowed to kill, and he is not allowed to save people immediately, we are slowly hanging out of the sight of the Jurchens first, I want to talk to the Daming player who killed Hetuala, this guy is very capable, and he may be able to cooperate with us."

"Okay, I'll send a message to my brothers, however, I suggest that the player of the Ming Dynasty suffer a little on the way to catch up, so that people with some skills are always very proud, and I'm afraid it's hard to talk about it if you don't knock it."

"Whatever you want, just don't get killed."

In the distance, where the Jurchen player was, the leader who had gone to the old slave to try to take over the task had returned, and a crisp eagle chirp sounded after a simple conversation.