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Qin Yuan looked at the soldiers gathered around him miserably, and in this moment, there were more than eight hundred people in the assembly area, but less than half of them were equipped with weapons.

"Bang-" He patted the horse lightly, and the broadsword in his hand was raised high. It was like a torch lit in the night, which instantly attracted the attention of all the princes' soldiers.

"Soldier bearers in the front—"

Boom, a burst of fragmented footsteps sounded.

With Qin Yuan here, the panicked prince army seemed to have found the backbone, and his mood was a lot calmer.

Nearly four hundred men and horses quickly formed a phalanx behind Qin Yuan. "Those who have no soldiers are behind, alternately make up for it, go forward and follow one another, and kill with me-"

Looking at the surging prince's army, Chen An's face sank, he knew that he had made an unforgivable mistake, he should not have discharged the whole army from the array, but should have divided a group of soldiers to kill.

Now it is not a confrontation between the two armies in the normal sense, the other side is just a group of defeated soldiers who have lost their souls. It's just that as long as you divide a group of soldiers and horses and make a raid, it's all over. Now, on the contrary, it is troublesome.

Fortunately, he still has a large number of crossbowmen under his command. Zhang He, Zhang Fuyang and Chen An himself, seventy percent of the crossbowmen at the head of the three battalions were under Chen An's control.

Chen An raised his right hand with a solemn face, and the big knife raised high flashed in the sunlight with a cold cold light, "Release the arrow!" Shoot me—" With a slash, the blade pointed directly at Qin Yuan, who was rushing towards him.

As Chen An's big sword was raised, the thousands of archers behind him bent their bows in their hands, and sharp arrows were drawn out of the quiver. Buckle on the string.

Each of the archers had a cold expression and a slight squint in their eyes. Gaze at the target ahead without any emotion. The arms exerted force, and in the tense sound of the crunching bowstrings, the longbows were like a full moon—

With an order, the person released his right hand at the same time, and a piercing roar pierced the sky at the sound of the bowstring.

More than a thousand carved arrows flew to the top of Qin Yuan's head in an instant, with endless killing opportunities, and then pierced down viciously like hailstones. The rain of arrows merged into a dark cloud, almost obscuring the entire sky.

Qin Yuan raised his head and revealed, a pair of eyes stared at Lao Yuan, fiercely watching the "rain" falling from the sky.

Fuck it! I am the elite of Da Zhou, when have I ever suffered a loss of equipment? Now the soldiers are really dead.

The miserable howl rushed into the night, and the soldier who was following Qin Yuan was better, at least he could use his weapon to hit the arrow. Better than nothing. But the hundreds of empty-handed soldiers behind them were correspondingly much more miserable, and they could only use their own flesh and blood to resist the ravages and destruction of arrows.

Qin Yuan took a sullen breath, his evil eyes stared at Chen An, he wanted to kill this hateful guy with a knife.

However, one wave, two waves, a "......coax" sound. The team behind Qin Yuan dispersed.

More than half of the 800 soldiers had already fallen, and the rest would rather turn around and run back, or surrender outright than die in vain.

"Keep firing arrows—"

Looking at Qin Yuan, who continued to rush towards the meteor gallop, Chen An's angular face became more and more severe, and the big knife was clenched in his hand.

One hundred steps - eighty steps - fifty steps -

The arrows covered Qin Yuan. He was determined to die, and finally couldn't resist the pressure of 'dying in vain'. The horse retreated.

More than a dozen arrows hung on the armor, and almost every arrow had faint traces of blood oozing out.

A roar resounded behind Qin Yuan. Then there was a sound of horses' hooves, and two hundred light horsemen flew out and rushed straight towards the three hundred princes' troops who had fled back.

"Surrender ......"

"Surrender ......"

It completely collapsed, and the more than 300 princeling soldiers who had just escaped death no longer had the slightest heart to resist. The cavalry was still a hundred paces away, and one by one they threw away their weapons and squatted on the ground with their heads in their hands.

"Ahh

With a roar of extreme pain, Qin Yuan didn't even pull out the arrows on his body, and looked at the group of soldiers who squatted down with their heads in their hands, roaring, roaring, and finally roaring to the sky in a miserable manner. The horses flew like flies, facing the incoming Song cavalry.

Chen An's arrows were raining down, and he couldn't get close at all. The only way to do this is to pour out 'death' and anger on this cavalry.

It was like an extremely sharp knife stabbing straight down in the middle of the surging cavalry, and the broadsword weighing dozens of pounds in his hand swept left and right, dividing the waves, and the person who blocked it was killed.

"Give me my life—" Seeing that one of his men who rushed forward was swept off his horse, one of the pro-army Dumen roared angrily, and his heart was like a drop of blood. The spear in his hand straightened, and a straight line was drawn in the air, straight towards Qin Yuan's waist and abdomen, but at this moment, he didn't care if it was an opponent.

Between two points, the shortest radial is taken. This shot was as fast as this, but it couldn't hurt Qin Yuan in the slightest.

Qin Yuan laughed loudly, a trace of hideousness hung on the corner of his mouth, and with a turn of his hands, the heavy big knife drew a strange arc in the air, and the snowy blade slashed straight at Dubo's right shoulder, and the blade was appropriately blocked in front of his chest, just the shot that Dubo stabbed.

Sensing that something was wrong, Du Bo was still not afraid, and struggled to withdraw the spear, and as soon as his arms were raised, he was about to take Qin Yuan's knife, which was as heavy as Mount Tai. Before being selected by Zhu Biao into the guard, he was a military marquis in the army of King Song, and he also had his own pride. The scorching battle intent ignited from his eyes, even if he is a general, he must have the courage of a general.

"Poof-" There was no violent clash of gold and iron, only a muffled sound.

The spear in Duber's hand was not an ordinary iron gun, nor was it a hardwood gun like Feng Enjiang. It is a kind of flower gun similar to the ash rod of China in the previous life, the barrel is made of elastic cork, wrapped in a layer of iron wire, and then wrapped in a fine cloth, and the viscose is overturned, so layer by layer, repeated three times. Although the weight is not heavy, the bearing capacity of the gun is extremely large.

Qin Yuan's thunderous blow pressed against the barrel of the spear and bent straight down by more than half a foot, almost overwhelming the top of Du Bo's head. But the rebound of the wooden pole itself, combined with the strength of Duber's hard upward support, the combination of the two forces still allowed him to dissolve the knife.

However, Qin Yuan's strong energy poured in through the wooden pole like a tide, and it still shook Du Bo's arms for a while, and his whole body couldn't help but tremble, as if a big mountain was pressing on his chest in an instant, making Du Bo want to spurt out a mouthful of blood immediately, and his body froze on the horse.

The other person in the team stared, and Qin Yuan's figure was reflected in his deep eyes. He could see that his old buddy was no match for this enemy at all.

"Die—"

The big knife in Qin Yuan's hand was raised again, his eyes were full of fierceness, and a hysterical roar "hissed" in his throat, and the whole person was like a vicious beast.

The snow-bright blade shone exceptionally brightly in the sunlight, and the light turned into a white line, which was as fast as lightning and slashed down at Duber's head again.

"General, be careful—"

A princeling soldier crouching on the ground suddenly shouted anxiously.

Qin Yuan Huo Ran looked back, and saw a dazzling silver light shooting out, like thunder in the nine heavens, the dazzling to the extreme cold flashed with extremely fierce killing intent. The edge goes straight to his own chest and abdomen! Even if he can slash Du Boma in front of him, he will not be able to escape the fate of being sharpened!

"Drink—"

As soon as Qin Yuan's arms intersected, he slashed at the big knife in front of him, and immediately drew a beautiful arc in the air, and swirled back to meet the silver afterimage that stabbed to the ground.

"Boom-"

There was a violent sound of gold and iron. Qin Yuan felt that the tiger's mouth in his hands suddenly numb, and the silver edge that stabbed to the ground was suddenly stunned, but then the crimson red tassels suddenly unfolded in front of him, bright and delicate red.

But it was another Dubo who was killed, and the red tassel brought up by the second spear!

Qin Yuan's gaze froze instantly, and then a contemptuous smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The one who can shake the mouth of his own hands with one shot must be a general with the same strength as himself, but the person behind him is not among them, and his beautiful shot is only possible with the help of the momentum of the galloping horse. And Qin Yuan himself stopped his horse when he took this shot, not to mention that this shot in the back also involved a sneak attack.

"Ahh Qin Yuan looked out of the corner of his eye, and saw that the little soldier who had warned him just now had fallen in a pool of blood at this time. Riding past the corpse.

"It's the two of you joining forces, what is there to fear from a certain family!" His eyes were about to split, Qin Yuan laughed wildly sadly, and his eyes were completely red. The death of that little soldier made his hatred for this Song army reach its peak.

Another Dubo rescued his companion, and his jumping heart settled down, and he retreated a few steps back from the horse, and the two Dubos were on the left and right, faintly forming a positive triangle with Qin Yuan.

"Herod—"

The heavy broadsword was raised high, "Brother walk slowly, watch me send these two thieves to walk with you!" ”

His legs slammed into the horse's belly, and the horse man stood up under his crotch, Qin Yuan raised his head to the sky and let out a long roar, and his contemptuous gaze swept at the two Duke. "Death to me!" The war horse landed on all fours, and rushed up with a meteor.

"Hah-"

Seeing Qin Yuan so arrogant, the two Dubs glanced at each other, and the fierce killing intent burned endlessly in the four eyes. The two of them shouted at the same time, turned their spears, and rode their horses to meet each other.

——Destroy the enemy's front and behead the general!

This is the greatest pursuit of a fighter in his life.

"Huh-"

Qin Yuan made a tiger drink again, waving his arms, and the heavy thick-backed broadsword danced like a light grass. The snow-bright cold light flickered, and the heavy sword head roared and circled around Qin Yuan's body, and the sharp, bright blade cut through the air, emitting bursts of piercing screams.

"Ha~"

Seeing Qin Yuan's terrifying momentum, the two Dubos were also not afraid, fighting and dancing spears to meet each other head-on, and in an instant, the three horses could intersect-

"Whew-"

"When—when—"

Between the lightning and the fire, a large knife and two spears slammed together.

Qin Yuan's knife was amazing, as if it was about to split the mountain and break the mountain, and the heavy knife head rolled up a whistling sound of "woo". At this moment, the space at the point where the blade touched seemed to be smashed into a hole. (To be continued.)