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Seeing that the banner of his army had been planted at the moment of Changping, the morale of the soldiers of the follow-up echelon of the Han army was suddenly greatly boosted, and they all accelerated the pace of sprinting. The morale of the Zhongshan soldiers on the gate plummeted, and they began to look around in panic one by one, and the momentum of separation and fighting had obviously faded a lot. One trades off the other. Seeing that the Zhongshan army was about to collapse, Luo Yunzhuo slammed his big knife outward, leaving Gao Xie, who had already taken a big hand, and turned around and fled into the Zhongshan army group behind him. A moment later, the drums of the Zhongshan army suddenly raised, and then I saw that in the Tibetan soldier caves on both sides of the city, five hundred jīng of the Zhongshan army rushed out and swept from west to east under the leadership of Luo Yunzhuo

For a while, the noise on the wall shook the sky, and the rolling screams rose high again. Luo Yunzhuo led the army to come straight to Yu Wen, and the sharp long knife broke through the big banner.

"Puff looking for death!" Yu Wenmei raised his eyebrows, roared, and raised the long knife and slashed at Luo Yunzhuo's head. He was counting on this banner to alleviate his sins!

Luo Yunzhuo snorted disdainfully and angrily, the tiger fell into Pingyang and was bullied by dogs, and now any cat or dog dares to pounce on him. The big knife in his hand struck upwards and slammed heavily on the long knife that Wen was. Just hearing a loud bang, the long knife in Yu Wen's hand was violently swinged, and his whole body involuntarily rubbed back and retreated a few steps.

He is on the edge of touching the first-class, and his injuries have not healed, where will Luo Yunzhuo's opponent be?

Gao Xie was killed by Luo Yunzhuo's head in a cold sweat!

Unforgiving, the big knife in Luo Yunzhuo's hand volleyed back and then slashed out horizontally, and when he heard this, his face turned red and then his face was full of blood, and he roared and slashed on the horizontal knife stand.

"Dangdangdang" rang three times in a row, and after the interplay of gold and iron, blood flowed from the corner of Yu Wen's mouth. Luo Yunzhuo shouted fiercely, and the big knife in his hand fell straight to the top of Yu Wen's head with an unstoppable momentum. The two Yu Wen's own soldiers howled and raised their shields and rushed towards Luo Yunzhuo, and the two sharp Yanling knives staggered left and right, slashing at Luo Yunzhuo's waist and ribs. Luo Yunzhuo's eyebrows wrinkled slightly, and the big knife in his hand turned around. Yu Wen, who rushed in with a swirl of sword light, was immediately killed on the field.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Yu Wen breathed a sigh of relief, but when he saw the two personal soldiers dying to save himself, he felt a great pain in his heart, and immediately brandished a long knife and rushed to kill without fear of death, but he was slashed in the shoulder by Luo Yunzhuo before he took the Sanhe, and the whole knife head went straight into Yu Wen's chest, and then the corpse was kicked away by Luo Yunzhuo, who had no time to take the head.

"Stop him!" Gao Xie yelled, "You can't let him cut off the banner!" ”

However, how could ordinary soldiers stop Luo Yunzhuo's rush and kill, although they were not afraid of death, they could still solve it with their strength.

A few xìng lives were like white paper that could be broken in front of Luo Yunzhuo. As soon as he stepped on the battlements, the big knife turned sideways and slashed, the red Han army flag was broken into two, and the red flag floated in the air for a moment, and then wrapped in half of the flagpole and quickly fell from the city.

The banner fell, and the morale of the Zhongshan army on the wall of Changping was suddenly greatly boosted, and the offensive of the Han army was a setback!

Zhu Biao noticed this, and there would be room for the Zhongshan army to save the situation. "Plant the flag!" Said to Feng Enjiang behind him.

A banner cannot represent the whole army, let alone replace the strength of iron. It is impossible for a moment of morale to be boosted and affect the development of the entire battle situation.

A crimson banner fell, and trees were immediately raised on all sides. The Han army has already hit this point, and Zhu Biao is about to go down to Changping with a drum. Luo Yunzhuo can defeat Gao Xie and kill Yu Wen one after another. But it is impossible to defeat Zhu Biao, Shi Tianba, and Chu Jian again......

In this battle, the Han army's chances of victory have been decided.

The rest is to meet the brave and win on the narrow road, just to see how to suppress the last madness of the Zhongshan army.

The head of the city is only more than a zhang wide, and no strategy can be used. The fight is who is stronger, who is braver, and whose knife is faster. Sharper!

In the blood, the soldiers on both sides fell to the ground one by one. The sounds of killing and screaming mingled, and the scene was as chaotic as a pot of boiling gruel.

There is no knife and gun array, only a small cooperation between three or five people and twelve or thirteen people. The dead and wounded in the screams will naturally not stop, arms, heads, stumps and broken arms, blood spattered all over the sky, the ground of the city wall of Changping Senanguan has become maroon sè, and the people who are cut are cut by the people, there is a military advantage, and there is a high-end combat power advantage, and the Han army grasped the advantage little by little, and pressed the Zhongshan soldiers to the city little by little.

Luo Yunzhuo, who only has first-class strength, is not a famous general for his bravery, but at this time, he can't say a word, and he is the most striker in every fight.

"Be sure to hold the city, reinforcements will be coming soon!" Luo Yunzhuo is cheating.

"Kill, kill! Drive them out of the city! "Zhu Biao is telling the truth.

The four or five hundred steps of the city wall of Nanguan is like a bottomless black whirlpool, sucking the soldiers of the two armies into it one after another, and only a mutilated corpse is spit out.

The Zhongshan army is decreasing, fifteen hundred, fourteen hundred, 1,300 people...... Until now 900 people......

Zhu Biao discarded the spear, and in the sound of Qingyue's long sword like a dragon's groan, the two heads of the Zhongshan army flew into the sky at the same time. There is no bluff shouting, no superfluous tricks, only eternal crispness, one blow is deadly!

Compared with the spear, the long sword drinks blood, and Zhu Biao is stronger and stronger. rushed into a group of Zhongshan soldiers, the sword light shook cold, wiped the blood and cut off the life, and twenty or thirty lives were left in an instant, and there were only four or five trembling people left.

"I wish you a thief, take your life!" In a trance, Zhu Biao seemed to hear a broken drink. However, when I looked up, the surrounding figures were longing, but they were gone. Immediately, he shook the long sword and cut down the remaining four or five people. After slashing three or two more people, he suddenly felt a chill on his neck, turned around to avoid it, and saw a cold light passing in front of him.

"It's a Burmese knife!" Zhu Biao was suddenly taken aback, the cold light that flashed past turned out to be Chu Jian's Burmese sword, what about Chu Jian?

Zhu Biao didn't look at who was attacking him, and turned his head to look at the city. As long as Chu Jian does not die on the spot, he must be seriously injured, and he must go down to the city to survive.

Turning his head, Zhu Biao saw Chu Jian, who was bleeding and staggering, being supported by two of his subordinates.

Yuanbo is furious! "How dare I belittle!" Zhu Biao was attacked by himself, so he didn't come to see his direction first, but went to see Chu Jian's half-dead dog, didn't he think his life was too long? "Death to the old man!" The cold light flashed, and a cold front went straight through Zhu Biao's back. Zhu Biao was shocked to feel that a little person under his feet flew into the air like a big bird. The movement of spreading its arms and wings seemed so slow, but in fact, it couldn't even catch up with the cold front that was as fast as light. In the next moment, a long, thin knife flashed from the bottom of his feet.

"Who are you?!"

Zhu Biao was about to behead Luo Yunzhuo and completely crush the morale of the Zhongshan army, but now the Zhongshan army is counterattacking, and the losses of the Han army in Dengcheng are not small. But I don't want to suddenly appear a powerful character, a peerless master who looks about forty years old!

"Haha, the old man is enshrined in the Zhongshan Royal Court, and Su Yuanzhong is chasing the soul in seven steps!"

"If you dare to underestimate the old man, this will give you your life." Su Yuanzhong, who has a face of only forty, is already fifty and two years old. has been famous for 30 years, and he is one of the most amazing and brilliant masters in Zhongshan in recent decades, and his confidence is very full.

With a cold smile, he stood in a lunge with both feet, and the blood-soaked wall was as steady as a mountain.

Sitting on the horse and sinking the waist, the upper body leaned back slightly, the slender and narrow knife in his hand pointed directly at Zhu Biao, and the handle of the knife was close to his chest. Although it is a bit of a joke to say this, anyone who is designated by the long knife can feel the fierceness of Su Yuanzhong's ready blow.

"Whew!" With a broken drink, Su Yuanzhong, who had enough strength, stiffened his waist, pushed forward with his arm, and aimed the four-foot narrow knife at Zhu Biao's chest.

A sword stabbed straight at Zhu Biao's breastplate, and there was a slender and narrow knife that was so fast that it was almost shadowless, and with Zhu Biao's eyesight, he could only catch a black shadow, and it reached his chest in a flash.

Zhu Biao's face was calm and waveless, it seemed that he was not affected, but his heart was fierce, this Su Yuanzhong's knife technique was really extraordinary, and his speed was far above those who made knives he had met before.

But when is he afraid of speed? Stepping sideways, Zhu Biao not only did not retreat, but went further, as if he had sent his chest to the tip of Su Yuanzhong's knife. But at the moment when the long knife was about to stab Zhu Biao's armor, the Longquan Sword slashed with his backhand and slashed at the handle of Su Yuanzhong's slender and narrow knife. It was like the spirit snake was pinched seven inches, the yak was penetrated through the nostrils, and Zhu Biao's blow hit the center of gravity of Su Yuanzhong's long knife.

"Boom!" In the explosion of energy, the blade of Zhu Biao's breastplate was almost more than a foot away.

With a "bell", the Longquan Sword was also swung away.

Su Yuanzhong's eyes narrowed, he felt that his previous estimate might be wrong. The martial arts of this Han army star are indeed excellent, and it is by no means a gimmick that does not live up to the name. The body retreated, and the long knife stabbed out another blow in an instant.

Combos are unusually fast.

Zhu Biao strode forward, his waist twisted, and his strength penetrated his shoulders and arms. The internal force rolled, from the waist, through the fingertips, gathered in one place, the long sword was used as a knife, and a vigorous slash slashed straight towards Su Yuanzhong's head.

"Bang", a crisp sound, and the swords resonated twice.

Su Yuanzhong's figure flew up. People are in the air, like a goshawk circling around, their right arm flashes violently, and the four-foot long knife scrapes people's eardrums with a violent sound as if it wants to cut through the air. Even a person slashed at Zhu Biao's head with a knife, so fast that people couldn't tell whether it was a human or a phantom?

Zhu Biao's long sword shook and turned into three meteors flying white, coming from the lower left, the rear right and the front left.

In the crackling sound of gold and iron, Su Yuanzhong's feet fell to the ground. Standing with Zhu Biao's back, Su Yuanzhong immediately swept with a long knife as soon as he was down-to-earth, his footsteps turned around, and the fourth knife slashed Zhu Biao's heart. The shadow-like compelling knife covered Zhu Biao's body, and it seemed that he had to drink blood from the blade before he was willing! (To be continued.) )