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The left and right pincers became surrounded on three sides by the word "pin", and the slow foot archers were also concentrating on shooting Yang Fu's rear army, and the victory of the Song army was irreversible.

In Zhu Biao's eyes, as long as the troops spreading on his two flanks extend to the back of Yang Fu's army, the prince's army, which is still holding on, should collapse.

Because if the back road is also cut off, then the prince's army will be wiped out today.

Yang Fu doesn't think about his subordinates, he should also think about himself.

Bao Kanglai has fallen into Xinghe, and if he dies here again, the entire Dongcheng County Prince Army will be leaderless.

The war horse climbed the hills, and the low hills on both sides of the official road could not stop the war horses, and the dense trees on the hills were just broken steps, and the slow passage was still passable.

The most important thing is that there are only fifty horsemen behind Zhu Biao. From Fanyu Mountain to the county seat, and then here, there are only five or six hundred qualified war horses collected along the way, and in addition to the horses allocated to scouts, prospecting horses, and heralds, three hundred and fifty horses can be concentrated in Zhu Biao's personal troops, which is already a special preferential treatment for him as the main general.

It took a full quarter of an hour for Zhu Biao to bypass the ridge on the left. The official road built between the mountains and hills has a narrow front, and it has been filled with more than 10,000 generals on both sides. Zhu Biao had no space and path to ride around and detour on the battlefield. If you want to get to a point, you have to move a little bit through the hills.

"Kill me with me—"

Finally came to the place. The front of the battlefield is unsolvable, intersecting the left and right wings, and the progress on the left side is significantly stronger than that on the right. The direction of Zhu Biao's knife is naturally on the left.

The horses take off. The spear flew and pointed at Zhu Biao's beckoning. Fifty pro-horsemen galloped out at the same time.

People are like tigers, horses are like dragons, it is a sharp knife, with bloody wind and blood, and a blow pierced the most important point of Yang Fu's rear army.

The already precarious right-wing [Yang Fu] is even more dangerous. Zhu Biao was the vanguard, and all the soldiers of the prince's army he encountered, whether they were generals or soldiers, were like remnants of snow that had been splashed with boiling water. In an instant, it was submerged under the rolling iron hooves.

A small force of fifty horsemen rushed to kill with ease, like a vicious wolf that pounced on the flock, and was unstoppable.

Kill people when you see them, and cut them down when you see them. Swords and swords, flesh and blood.

Zhu Biao rode his horse over, and there were corpses all over the three zhang along the way. Gang is in a hurry. The spear is incomparable, and the fine steel armor is like rotten wood, which does not play the slightest role in protection and protection. The guns are the invitations of the king of Hades, which are not something that ordinary soldiers can resist at all. Zhu Biao is invincible, naturally invincible, like entering a no-man's land.

"The enemy will be mad—"

The only cavalry in the prince's army rushed forward. The leader is still a school captain.

"Boom ......" is like two yaks colliding together. The moment the two cavalry met, a deafening roar erupted.

The captain led by the cavalry of the prince's army was cut in two, and together with more than a dozen cavalrymen, he was wiped out by Zhu Biao with one shot. The crystal as brilliant as the crystal that shot out of the steel gun was the 'laser' that cut gold and jade, and the sharp and unparalleled 'laser' passed. Weapons, iron armor, and bodies were all broken into two parts.

"Hmph. Yang Fu! Looking at the man a hundred steps away, Zhu Biao smiled coldly. Rush with me—"Hold the spear in your hand, as fast as thunderbolt, as fast as thunder, with the impact of the war horse under your crotch, where you go, you will leave behind a place of stumps and broken flesh!"

The cold light is sharp, no one can approach, within a radius of three zhang, the light passes, and those who block it are invincible.

"Yang Fu! So far, I haven't dismounted and surrendered! As far as Zhu Biao's eyes could see, Yang Fu had already drawn his sword in his hand, and he was also looking at Zhu Biao with tears in his eyes!

"Death to those who stand in my way!" The sword eyebrows were raised lightly. Zhu Biao's direction remains the same, and it is a spear and a flying horse to take Yang Fu directly. The war horse roared as it sprinted, and the iron-dotted steel spear had already broken through a group of enemy horsemen blocking in front of him. Stumps and severed arms, bloody rain and bloody wind, flew high behind his horse.

"Kill, ......" The fifty horsemen who followed Zhu Biao followed up without hesitation, waving knives and guns one by one, shouting and shouting and following behind Zhu Biao. By this time, not a single one of them had been lost in the formation.

Yang Fu is different from ordinary civilian officials, although he has never experienced war, let alone killed the enemy in battle, and captured the flag. He can be familiar with military books, proficient in the art of war, more courageous and careful, and strong-willed.

Now he is in danger, but he didn't run away like Song Jiang, because he knew that as long as he ran at this time, the whole army would be in chaos. The 10,000 soldiers and horses he brought out of the county town will be wiped out in this mountain range and low hills.

So he can't run. He must always stand under the banner of the generals and continue to give confidence to the officers and men of the whole army. With a move, he commanded hundreds of princely soldiers around him, and laid a dense gun array in the direction that Zhu Biao was rushing from.

The only cavalry team he had at hand had already gone up, but now it seemed that he couldn't stop Zhu Biao's charge at all. Then, there is only infantry to rely on.

Yang Ping is the Dubo of this team, and he is the second person in Zhu Biao's 500-person personal army other than Feng Enjiang. But compared with commanding the troops and arranging defense, he is more familiar with following Zhu Biao and charging on horseback.

It's a familiar feeling.

The horse stepped on the enemy formation and charged ahead, and Yang Ping was in such a fight one after another, and gradually rose from an ordinary horse to the position of the pro-army Dubo.

After the end of the war with Zhongshan last year, Yang Ping took half a year to relax before he once again felt this familiar battle spirit on the snow field outside the east of Hedong. However, after Zhu Biao in Hedong opened his door amazingly, he was inexplicably 'sold' to Kaizhou by the imperial court.

Fortunately, he was one of them. Otherwise, with the current state of Hedong, it will be idle for another year and a half, and Yang Ping is a hundred people who are unwilling to go to such a boring day.

He is cool and sharp on the battlefield, and if he doesn't fight, he will really itch all over his body.

The fifty horsemen were damaged in battle, and the two soldiers on Yang Ping's right hand fell off their horses. In this chaotic war, falling off a horse means death.

But it took two people to fall off the horse. After the price of several injuries, they followed Zhu Biao and broke into the enemy group. But the length of the distance from Zhu Biao is getting bigger and bigger.

Yang Ping didn't have such a good experience as Feng Enjiang, and he could still practice a good martial arts at the age of twenty or thirty. Although he also practiced the internal force method passed down by Zhu Biao, his real strength was the level of a third-rate master. Closely following Zhu Biao into the formation of the prince's army, it was only a moment later that flowers were hung on his right chest and left leg.

"Drink-" With a loud roar, Yang Ping used all his strength to reveal the spear in his hand, pinned a middle- and low-ranking officer of the enemy cavalry in front of him from his horse, and then pulled out his waist knife to protect himself. Quickly slowed down his horse and turned into his own cavalry group behind him. Without him opening the way at the front, the speed of the personal cavalry rush slowed down by three points, and the distance between them and Zhu Biao slowly widened to five or six zhang away.

The array of guns in front of Yang Fu was densely arranged. "What a Zhu Biao, but he has a good martial arts."

"But how can you hurt me in the midst of hosts, even if you are strong in martial arts and single-handed? Hum. It's really brave. Not a general's talent. ”

Looking at the phalanx composed of three or four hundred spearmen and shield soldiers in front of him, Yang Fu was full of confidence, and said sarcastically, "These twenty steps away is your heavenly chasm!" He raised his hand and stroked his long flowing beard, and laughed out loud.

"Even a small array dares to stop me. Yang Fu thief, give me death! Zhu Biao didn't pay attention to the gun array of three or four hundred people in front of him at all. The spear in his hand flew up and down, and the cold light overflowed, and the surrounding seven or eight enemy horsemen and horses were overturned to the ground!

Several stabs in a row killed more than a dozen soldiers of Yang Fujun. Zhu Biao took the opportunity to drive forward immediately. After a round of dancing spears, he slashed two levels again. completely rushed out of the cavalry group of Yang Fu's army.

"Whoosh!" In his ears, he heard the scream of a sharp arrow breaking through the air. There seemed to be a faint ringing of the bowstring, and then when I looked up, I saw a little cold light flying through his face like a meteor piercing the moon.

Zhu Biao took a few steps forward at this time, and a soldier of the prince's army who swung over to cut the horse's hooves with a knife was split in half obliquely from his shoulder to his crotch, and a few spears that pierced him were ground into iron powder and sawdust by Gang Sha as if they had been stabbed into a pulverizer. The sharp arrow shot like a meteor, Zhu Biao didn't care at all, only turned his head and let the arrow break through the talisman and shoot on the shoulder guard of his left arm between his sideways. But it didn't have the lethality to continue, and it flicked on the shoulder pad and fell to the ground.

The horse stepped into the gun array, the whistling gang blew, and a crystal bright essence flew out from Zhu Biao's hand, which was the sharpest weapon in the world. The others were still twelve or thirteen steps away from the gun array, and the flying Gang Sha was already like a divine weapon, shattering and cracking the qi in front of him.

Every flash of light splattered with a puddle of hot blood. Stumps and broken arms are flying, and broken soldiers and armor are flying.

Zhu Biao's whole person did not touch the soldiers of the prince's army who formed the gun array, but he went straight from the middle of the gun array, swallowing one-third of the twenty-step wide gun array.

Within the square circle of three zhangs, every qiē was stirred to pieces.

Yang Fu was stunned. Born as a literati, he was one of the prince's cronies. It's not that I haven't seen a martial arts master flying sand and rocks, and he is powerful in breaking a hundred and a thousand. It's just that the big rocks and trees were replaced by living human beings, flying sand and rocks, opening monuments and breaking trees, turning into flesh and blood, at least a hundred people turned into stumps and pieces of flesh in front of him in just a few blinks of an eye, Yang Funerves couldn't stand such a bloody impact. He didn't vomit on the spot, he was already psychologically strong.

Zhu Biao rushed to Yang Fu and stabbed down with a sharp sword-

is a follower by Yang Fu's side. And now, it seems to be a personal guard.

The long sword stabbed quickly, but Zhu Biao shot faster, as fast as lightning, and the steel spear was just a little on the tip of the sword, and the long sword that flew in the air was like a poisonous snake that had been hit by seven inches, and suddenly froze in the air.

The majestic energy surged up along the hilt of the sword, "pop, bang", the fine steel sword was broken for seven or eight knots in an instant, and the blood spurted out of the "poof...... and the swordsman himself flew directly upside down and fell out two or three zhang away, knocking Yang Fu's general flag crooked......

The strength of this swordsman should be about the same as that of Dou Bing. Whether it is Chen An or Zhang He, they can easily win the battle. But it's a pity that he is now meeting Zhu Biao.

It's not a one-trick enemy at all!

There was a chill on his neck, and Yang Fu looked at Zhu Biao with a miserable face. The man was already pinned down by the steel gun. "Yang Fu, don't you beg yet?"

Zhu Biao looked at Yang Fu with a little expectation, if he was a man who was greedy for life and afraid of death, and really surrendered, it would be as easy as breaking the county town.

"There is no way to be a thief, I am a dignified court official, how can I be a thief!"

"If you want to kill, kill ......" Yang Fu stabbed Zhu Biao in the waist and abdomen with a fierce swing of his sword.

"Stubborn!" His brows furrowed slightly, Zhu Biao's hands tightened, and Yang Fu's head was cut off. The head rolled to the ground, and blood splattered from the neck.

"Shout with me: Yang Fu is dead, and those who surrender on their knees will be spared death!" As soon as his left hand sucked on the ground, Yang Fu's head fell into Zhu Biao's hand, and then snatched Yang Fu's flag, and hung Yang Fu's head on the flag, Zhu Biao roared and rushed back to the group of pro-cavalry teams, and ordered loudly to his soldiers.

Dozens of people shouted together, and only shouted twice, which caused panic and fear among a large number of soldiers of the princes' army around them.

"Yang Fu is dead, and those who abandon their weapons and kneel and surrender will be spared death!"

"Yang Fu is dead, and those who abandon their weapons and kneel and surrender will be spared death!"

"The big picture is decided!" With the sound of thunder and surrender, the prince's army formation, which had been insisting on support, fell into rout and panic at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The battlefield space is already small, and Zhu Biao carried the roar of "Tiger Roaring Thunder", so that almost all the soldiers of the two armies on the battlefield could hear it.

The soldiers of the prince's army were naturally scattered, but the soldiers of the Song army were all excited, as if they had been beaten with chicken blood, and they instantly became inexhaustible.

"Impossible! Yang Taishou won't die-"

In another battlefield three miles away from the main battlefield, although Qin Yuan defeated two pro-army Dubo with one enemy and two enemies, the situation was that the Song army had an absolute advantage after all.

Qin Yuan, who had suffered a big loss, did not dare to distance himself from the soldiers of the Song army, otherwise the Song army would take the opportunity to concentrate the crossbowmen and shoot together, and he would definitely die and not die again.

Therefore, when Qin Yuan saw that it was impossible to kill a Dubo, he turned around and rushed into the personal guard cavalry. A desperate battle, while disrupting the cavalry, also 'rescued' a group of princeling soldiers who had surrendered.

When these people saw Chen Anbu turn his head and enter the main battlefield, there were only more than 100 Song cavalry left on the battlefield, and their own general Qin Yuan was still so brave, and the courage that he had lost suddenly became stronger.

After a desperate battle, the soldiers of the princeling army who were 'anyway' and 'repeatedly' were all killed, and Qin Yuan was left alone.

The shouts of Yang Fu's head came from the battlefield in front, how could he accept this?

The last glimmer of hope was also dashed, and what made Qin Yuan even more heartbroken was that Bao Kanglai fell to Xinghe, Yang Fu gave the first place, the future Dongcheng County, what is the hope of the rest of the tens of thousands of princes' army......

"Da ......" The dense sound of horses' hooves sounded from behind. The cavalry of the Song army rang out with a roaring cheer, and Qin Yuan looked back and saw that it was a team of 100 horsemen. When the first general was in front, it was Feng Enjiang who led the detachment to collect the prisoners in the back and handed them over to Zhang Fuyang. (To be continued.)