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The loud horn sounded, followed by the rapid sound of horses' hooves, and the advancing Sizhou army raised its head to look, and saw that the thousand Yao Fangqiong defeated soldiers who were placed in front of the large army by Tang Qing were stunned and fled, and they ran to both sides like monkeys. Behind them, a group of cavalrymen with yellow banners was galloping from the front.

The role of the meat shield has no 'effect' at all, and the defeated soldiers put their 'lives' far above the interests of winning or losing the war. The five hundred cavalry led by Zhu Biao killed the Sizhou army unimpeded, and the hastily organized shield wall gun forest was vulnerable, and the five hundred cavalry were like a peerless sword that sharpened iron like clay to cut tofu, and no one could stop it wherever they went.

One, two, three......

The five hundred cavalry galloped across the country, and under the leadership of Zhu Biao, they stabbed three times in the camp of the 30,000 Sizhou army mercilessly.

Zhu Biao didn't go to Tang Qing, nor did he go out of his way to find the generals of the Sizhou army, although he was very confident that none of the people in the Sizhou army could survive Shihe under him, but the battle, especially when he was now in a situation where his strength was insufficient, he could not delay the slightest effort in the enemy formation.

If he had three or five thousand horsemen, it would be fine, but now there are only five hundred?

"The traitor is gone!" Pan Yunqi was furious. As a well-known general among the leading military captains of the counties of Sizhou, it is really unbearable to let the enemy's small cavalry come and go like this in his own army of 30,000.

Shame, shame!

The opponent is only 500 cavalry, but his own army is 30,000 troops, but now he wants to let 500 cavalry ravage like this, if he can't stop it, let the enemy's 500 cavalry gallop in his own phalanx, as if entering no man's land, it is a shame for the Sizhou army, and it is a great shame for Pan Yunqi personally.

The old birthday star eats arsenic - find death by himself!

Fortunately, Bian Liangqun and the others are not on the battlefield now, if they were, seeing Pan Yunqi rushing towards Zhu Biao like this, he would definitely say this. And the road is isolated, and the defeat of Pei Lun's army in the battle of Gaoming is why? The Sizhou army also didn't know anything about it.

Otherwise, Pan Yunqi will definitely avoid Zhu Biao, where will he send it to the door by himself.

"Humph! Find your own death. Zhu Biao looked at Pan Yunqi who was killed with disdain. However...... "Since you're here, leave it for me!" He jumped out of his horse, Zhu Biao was going to lead the army to continue to impact forward, but he heard a deep shout coming from behind him, although the sound was not loud, it pierced the space of dozens of steps like a sharp sword, and clearly entered Zhu Biao's ears, indicating that this person's internal strength was a little hot.

Suddenly reined in his horse and turned around to meet the comer.

"The appearance is extraordinary!" Zhu Biao turned around and looked at it, only to see that a team of light horsemen had chased him thirty or forty steps away from the left rear. There were not many people, only fifty or sixty horsemen, and the leader of the middle was wearing a bronze heavy armor, wearing a cupola helmet, and a cluster of red tassels rose high, and the horses galloped like a firework sparkling.

Not bad! This guy is really good. But it wasn't because of his good appearance that Zhu Biao praised him, but because this person found his general direction of attack. It's always been moving accordingly, so now when he's about to jump out of the ring and start the next round again, he can catch up with his tail.

The distance of thirty or forty steps away will disappear in a blink of an eye, and Zhu Biao knows that if he doesn't make a decision and change early, then the last tail team of his army will be beaten by this small cavalry team.

The rear flank was attacked by the enemy head-on, so even if the cavalry led by himself was an elite iron cavalry from Bodaoling, no matter how well-trained, the part of the men and horses that were attacked would have a lot of losses.

The cavalrymen of "Herod's ............" jerked the reins of their horses, and the horses under their crotches either had a good heart, or had to be forced by pain, and after a high-pitched neighing sound, the horses all stood up, twisted their waists in mid-air, and turned back to the horse's head when they landed.

The direction of the cavalry changed, and under the guidance of Zhu Biao, he gave up the opportunity to rush forward and should meet the team of Sizhou cavalry who came to kill. Zhu Biao rushed forward single-handedly, and had directly blocked Pan Yunqi and his party who had already arrived in front of him.

Just as Zhu Biao imagined, Pan Yunqi did see his general movement this time, so he was able to run to where in advance.

In the previous three attacks, although the cavalry team had Zhu Biao's bravery to rely on, it was not that there were many people there and rushed there, and that the strength of the cavalry team rushed there. Opposite. Under the guidance of Zhu Biao, they avoided the heavy and light, and the persimmon picked up the soft pinch, just like the knife of the cow, sharp and slippery.

After all, the Sizhou army had 30,000 people, and it was impossible to be crushed by 500 cavalry. Pan Yunqi also saw this clearly, and there was still the main general Tang Qing in the formation, so he would go all out to find Zhu Biao's bad luck, and after failing for the first, second and third time, he finally saw a little sign and successfully grabbed Zhu Biao's tail.

It's a pity that there are too few cavalry in the Sizhou army, especially Pan Yunqi's men, otherwise his 'achievement' would not be to catch the tail of Zhu Biao's department, but to bite the tail of Zhu Biao's department, and then it may even bite the entire Zhu Biao's five hundred horsemen.

But in that case, Zhu Biao couldn't help but find out about this threatening force, and he was afraid that he would have avoided it early.

Stepping on the golden sun's rays, Pan Yunqi galloped close like a lightning bolt, "Wugang Pan Yunqi is here ......" didn't have time to complete the common name report, just in the blink of an eye, it had already arrived in front of Zhu Biao's eyes.

"Die!" With a fixed gaze, Zhu Biao will not be a little soft on the opponent who seeks his own death. As soon as the silver spear shook, the sharp tip of the spear was instantly shaken into a chaotic nebula, and the bright little silver dots were so dazzling.

Bright silver gun, really bright. The same move, used with a bright silver gun, is at least one layer stronger than the point steel gun. It was like a meteor shower, and as soon as Pan Yunqi saw countless small silver dot meteors rushing towards his own façade.

Those small silver dots are all fatal, Pan Yunqi is not an uninformed person, and he can tell at a glance that it is Gangsha rather than Gangqi or strength. Now it's all coming to their own façade, a cover is not good, as long as it misses a little, his life may be gone.

There is reality in the virtual, there is fiction in the real, the virtual is real, the real is virtual. Zhu Biao's shot seems to be a casual shake, but it can at least kill a famous master of Dou Bing's level in seconds.

People must be self-aware. The original sense of anger in Pan Yunqi's heart has all disappeared, it turns out that this is a great master of martial arts, so he doesn't want to say that he is with 500 horsemen across the 30,000 army, he is single-handedly regarded the 30,000 army as nothing, and he is completely qualified.

A blow of this level may not be able to hit in his life, so he even feels difficult to parry, and compared with the big master, he is inferior to the boss in terms of force.

"Ding Ding Dangdang-" A series of gold and iron resonates.

There are no sparks, and the sound is not loud, but it is crisp, and it can even give people a rhythmic and pleasant feeling.

The three-strand fork in Pan Yunqi's hand was like it was made of wood, and under the blow of the tip of the gun, the entire three-strand fork was skimmed and the rod was bent. The repeated blows made the iron rods made of iron full of potholes.

The corners of Pan Yunqi's mouth oozed blood, and every collision between the bright silver spear and the three-strand fork was a painful torment for him, and a trace of strength broke into his hands through the three-strand fork. At the beginning of the enlightenment, it could be resolved, but as more and more energy penetrated into it, it was finally attacked into the interior, and all the internal organs were shaken. Pan Yunqi can endure it until now, and he is already strong.

With his legs between the horse's belly, he jumped forward when he sat down on the black war horse, and Zhu Biao's spear swung back in his hand, not giving Pan Yunqi a chance to breathe, and the silver light flashed, and he stabbed at Pan Yunqi's upper body again.

"Good riding!" With a look of sadness in his eyes, Pan Yunqi knew that unless Zhu Biao was willing to let him go, the other party would have no hope of getting rid of it at all with the power of the war horse under his crotch. Dealing with half of the generals, you can also let the people who come from the left and right immediately drag forward, but for a martial arts master who is followed by five hundred cavalry, this is simply impossible.

The courage to fight to the death burned violently in Pan Yunqi's chest, so what? Are you still afraid of death? It's not the opponent of the Song general in front of him, it should always be possible to support a few rounds, and when the time comes, the other party may not be able to break through safely after killing himself. On the contrary, it is very likely that the army will abandon the battle and leave before the army surrounds it.

"Kill!" The tiger roared, Pan Yunqi shook the three-strand fork in his hand, and slashed at Zhu Biao in front of him in exchange for his life.

"I can't help myself!" Zhu Biao snorted coldly, disdainful of Pan Yunqi's resistance, stabbed the horse with both legs, urged the horse to gallop forward, and the silver spear in his hand continued to stab down.

"Dang Chang-" sounded, the forks and guns intersected, and they paused in mid-air for a moment. Then the bright silver spear pressed the completely deformed three-strand fork and pierced straight down.

Pan Yunqi dodged.

Draw a gun, stab-

Not yet.

Pumped again, stabbed again;

Shoot back, pierce,

Pull it back, and tie it again-

It's finally all together!

Zhu Biao stabbed a shot into Pan Yunqi's waist, and slammed it inward, his armor was as weak as a piece of paper, and the head of the gun was completely buried in his waist.

With a horizontal wave, Zhu Biao suspended Pan Yunqi in the air.

"Just-"

"Instigation—"

A low cry came from not far away, and then Zhu Biao's ears caught the vibration of the bowstring, "Someone secretly cast a cold arrow!" About to grasp his left hand in the direction where the sound came, a carved arrow was buckled in his hand, and he looked sideways at the place where the sound came from, and saw a Sizhou Military Academy with the word "horse" on his back, holding a bow and arrow in his hand, and still retaining the archery posture of a sharp arrow on horseback.