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Zhang He, who was in the fight, was shocked.

What's going on? I didn't show my defeat, why did I sing gold after the battle? But the military order was like a mountain, and he was no longer puzzled, and he immediately broke out of the battle circle.

Zhu Sima of Zhongying behind Zhu Biao, Chen An, Wu Boniu, and Zhang Fuyang not far away, all stretched out their heads to look at Zhu Biao. Together with the officers and men of the whole army, their eyes turned to Zhu Biao were also full of puzzlement.

"Ang...... sigh and ......... "Under the crotch, the black war horse man stood up. As soon as Zhu Biao pulled the reins, the war horse rushed away like a black lightning.

"Whew-" The spear streaked through the space. Zhu Biao personally went out to replace Zhang He.

The same spear, the same spear, the same red tassel, are all so the same.

But the difference is that the captain surnamed Li of the prince's army was busy for most of the hour without touching a mouthful of Zhang He's 'blood food', and Zhu Biao's spear devoured a life with one shot.

The gun fell to the person, and the blood-stained tip of the gun glowed red in the sun.

"Ah......" The soldiers of the two armies exclaimed in unison, three steps away from the war horse, a corpse with a broken chest and back fell to the ground, and the luster of the sun shone on Zhu Biao's body, as if inlaid a circle of silver brilliance on the battle armor.

"Who else is not convinced? Come out and die! ”

Gently pulling the reins, the war horse circled in place. Zhu Biao's spear was pointed at the prince's army, and he fought loudly.

If you are not convinced, you will come out. Come one to kill one, come two to kill a pair. Finish this as soon as possible, start the fight early, and if nothing happens, don't delay entering the prince's military camp for lunch at noon.

Zhang He was in Zhu Biao's original position, looking at this incredible qiē in amazement. The big axe in his hand is going to be unstable.

He had heard that Zhu Biao was powerful in martial arts, but he subconsciously 'despised the small country of the Northern Han Dynasty'. I feel that Zhu Biao is powerful, but he can't go anywhere.

Who knows, the prince military captain who has fought with him for more than 100 years, can't even take a face from Zhu Biao's hands. Yes, the captain surnamed Li of the prince's army fought before himself, but this is by no means a reason.

Huang Guan looked at Zhu Biao who was calling for battle with a pale face, he wanted to raise the big knife in his hand to meet him, but the death of Captain Li scared him, really scared him. One move kills. He didn't dare, didn't dare to take that step to find death.

Because his own force is one level stronger than that lieutenant surnamed Li.

"Kill me—" The broadsword finally swung up. But it was not to fight Zhu Biao, but Huang Guan commanded the whole army to kill. This is the only magic weapon for those who will lose in the Central Plains 10,000-year war to turn the tables.

Zhu Biao smiled slightly, and finally waited, "It's long overdue!" ”

Turning over and beating the horse and galloping back to his own army, a red flag was raised, and the war drums rumbled. Twenty-three troops, the same Song army, wearing the same purple military robe and wearing a yellow scarf, slowly pressed towards the prince army with neat footwork.

Zhu Biao killed the enemy with one shot, which really boosted morale. Originally, because Zhang He had a good fight with the enemy general, the boiling battle spirit that was stirred up is now even more like fire.

…… 80、81、82…… 85。

Morale has risen to another level. Morale of such a value. The attitude of this Song army can already withstand a tragic decisive battle.

"Whoosh ......"

"Whoosh ......"

Arrows fly, crossbows shoot hard. It was like two swarms of locusts flying in opposite directions, crossing each other and leaking into the military formations of the two sides.

The shield wall is dense, or it is covered with oxen, or wrapped in a large iron shield, or a small shield. All of them were covered with falling feathers.

However, there is an end to the crossbow after all. When the crossbowmen and archers on both sides withdrew from the front line of the battle, the 10,000 princes' army was used in front of Zhu Biao's army.

The Song army had many soldiers, and the prince's army had few soldiers. Therefore, Zhu Biao dared to be generous with the three talent formations, and the left and right wings were divided into generals. And Huang Guan, although he held the elite of his own army to defeat the Song army, he did not dare to meet the enemy in three ways. He only allocated about 2,000 troops to guard, and the main force struck Zhu Biao's army with one blow.

The fighting general was defeated, and Huang Guan knew that this defeat would definitely shake morale. At this time, it would be a bit of a joke to break the enemy's entire army, but only the Chinese army that defeated the Song army won this battle, but Huang Guan was also very sure.

"Boom-"

The soldiers on both sides slammed into each other. I saw the line where the soldiers intersected, and hundreds of corpses fell in an instant, and blood splattered everywhere.

"Drink-" Qi Pinghai shouted loudly, and a vigorous fire burned in his heart. In the collision just now, one of his sword and shield soldiers actually climbed down the heavy shield soldiers who rushed from the other party. And the other party lay down, but there was no chance to get up.

A pair of his own feet, a pair of feet of his comrades behind him, and a pair of feet of the opponent's enemy, stepped on that person for an unknown number of times. At first, I could feel the twitching of the soles of my feet, but now it is a puddle of mud.

Qi Pinghai felt that he was in a particularly good state today, and he also killed two pikemen after knocking down the heavy shield soldier of the prince's army. This is the first time he has killed someone, and the blood splashed in front of him, and a wave of violence fermented from the bottom of his heart.

"Death—"

A large knife slashed down from the opposite side. Qi Pinghai instantly condensed his spirit, this is his fourth goal today.

"Maybe I'm a man on the battlefield!" Qi Pinghai thinks so. Because he is usually on the training ground, he doesn't have the current state and strength at all, and compared with his previous table, he is simply two people who are not in the same grade.

Is it blood that excites you? Is it the fight to cheer yourself up?

"When—" The big knife slashed on the card in his hand, and Qi Pinghai didn't think about anything at this time. Holding the broadsword with one arm, he lifted and rubbed his body to pounce, and the bright machete stabbed the prince's broadsword soldier in the abdomen.

"Puff ......" blood splattered.

Qi Pinghai turned his head angrily and glared back, and let this kid pick up the bargain again.

Look at the big knife soldier who fell to the ground, an arm-thick gun hole in his waist and abdomen was gurgling blood.

"Kill—" A line of pikemen passed through the empty column beside them, and the long red tassel spear looked like a fader, and the princes in front of them were pushed to the ground in unison.

"Knock knock ......" The three big knives slashed on the shield, and Qi Pinghai only felt that his left arm could not support it and sank. It was the first time he had encountered such a situation on the battlefield today. Attacked by three enemy soldiers. As a result, the moves that have been trained in the bones on the school field on weekdays are reflexively used.

Bend forward. With his hand on his chest, he rolled down and rolled on the ground, and swept the knife wheel in his right hand.

"Kill him......" In the screams of the broadsword soldiers, the soldiers of the princeling army who came one after another were about to swing their troops to the ground with their eyes red and shining.

Several spears arrived at the right time, and the pikemen of the Song Army, who had exploded with strength, directly pushed the corpses of the enemy soldiers in front of them far away.

Only one spear stabbed Qi Pinghai's thigh, but it was blocked by iron armor. The tip of the spear slipped and fell into the ground. This is too bad for a pikeman.

"What's going on? How so?" Huang Guan looked at the front of him in disbelief, could it be that King Song 'cheated' and deceived his own side, the combat power of his soldiers was so strong?

"Kill, kill! Kill them for me—"

No, Yellow Crown is not acceptable. Holding a big sword high and rushing in front of the battle, he wanted to cut all the Song troops in two. He wants to let the Song army show his face that was originally unbearable to fight-

"Poof-" The sound of a sharp knife into the flesh.

Two Song soldiers in front of Huang Guan were stopped and beheaded on the ground.

"Die! Die for me—"

Disgusted. The big knife wheel in Huang Guan's hand became a round, like an angry dragon rolling in the clouds, slashing straight through a cold light of Dawson in the air, and drinking the blood of the soldiers of the Song Army.

A Song military marquis was bumped into. The military marquis was not afraid, stood upright, and raised the same big sword in his hand with a tiger roar.

"Dang!"

The clear sound of gold and iron resonating is deafening. Huang Guan's own strength is better than that of the Song army, and the marquis does not know how many mortals. It was a violent blow with horsepower, how could a middle- and lower-ranking officer of the Song Army be able to resist. The big knife in the hand of the military marquis was immediately knocked out, and his hands burst into tears, naturally he couldn't withstand such a violent impact, and his hands were stained with blood.

The big knife in Huang Guan's hand was missing. The remaining momentum was still sick, and a cold light missed the neck of the military marquis. The blood splashed, and the head was thrown.

"Uh-"

From time to time, terrible screams came from the ground, and Huang Guan didn't have to look down to know which unlucky ghost must have been trampled under his hoof by his crotch mount, and the sound of bones shattering was clearly sent to his eardrums.

"Whoa—"

"Ahh

A hoarse roar came from the front, and a spear poked out like a viper, straight around the chest of the crowned warhorse, while another leaned down and swung his sword, the cold blade slashing straight at the galloping horse's hooves.

It was two sturdy Song soldiers, their faces were hideous, the muscles on their faces were already extremely distorted, and their eyes were flashing with the flames of revenge.

Do not fear the death of the robe, but be angry at the death of the robe.

The Song soldiers, who had been fighting until now, had already despised the prince's army spiritually and regarded them as weak.

Therefore, the death of the 'strong' at the hands of the 'weak' made the Song soldiers so angry.

This is supposed to be a character that only elite soldiers have. The current Song soldiers are far from being called the real elite soldiers, but in this battle, they themselves frequently succeeded in fighting with the soldiers of the Prince Army, but they condensed like mountains and seas, and the fighting spirit burned like a fire in the blood of every Song Army soldier-

"Phew!"

With an angry shout, his right hand waved the knife and flicked it, as if the cold knife light did not enter the back of the Song soldier who bent over and cut the horse's hooves, his right arm was violently forced, and the heel green tendon appeared on the arm, and the body of the Song soldier weighing more than 100 catties was picked up by the volley, and then smashed straight into a column of Song soldiers surging on the right side like a meat egg, and the successor Song soldiers suddenly fell down a group.

At the same time, he pulled the reins of the horse fiercely, and the horse's body twisted in the air in the roar of the war horse, like a carp jumping over the water, and slid down to the right side in a dashing manner. With the wild impact of the mount, he shouted and lifted forward, and lifted the spear in his hand, holding the gun in his hand and refusing to let go, straight into the air.

The body weighing more than 100 pounds writhed wildly in the air, but he still refused to let go.

"Die!" Huang Guan was like throwing a chain ball in later generations, and threw the Song soldier sideways three or four feet away in the air-

"Dog thieves dare to run rampant!" A thunderous roar came from the send-off array.

Huang Guan turned his head to look, and saw that Song Jiang, who was holding a big axe during the fight, rushed out from the flank of his own army, and he didn't know when he actually killed his back. Behind him, a part of the soldiers hurriedly stepped forward to intercept, but those small soldiers were lightly slaughtered in front of this person like fluttering leaves.

The big axe is coming like a whirlwind—(To be continued.)