King Qi bravely raised a big knife and was about to slash at Song Fusheng.

Song Fusheng exerted his hands together, and the spear stabbed hard, only to hear a snort.

This soldier was immediately stabbed through the abdomen, and he was already dead, and he was still holding a knife to make a slashing motion.

Song Fusheng pulled out his spear and stepped forward to kick him, and he fell to the ground.

It's either your death or my death.

Kill!

There were also generals of King Qi who were not killed, and their eyes flashed with evil light and went straight to Song Fusheng.

This is the case on the battlefield, everyone understands a truth, capture the thief first capture the king, and kill your head first, and the army's spirit will be scattered.

Song Fusheng: I'll let you kill me one or two.

"Ahh

He roared, and rushed with spears in both hands.

Didn't pierce through.

Not only did he not kill the opposing general with a spear, but the stunned soldier who was lying on the ground behind him and was blown up actually stood up slowly.

This man was holding a long sword and was about to fight hard to slash off Song Fusheng's head.

And Song Fusheng didn't know anything at this time.

I didn't know that someone behind him wanted to chop his head into two pieces, and he was fighting three or five rounds with the generals of King Qi who had not fallen.

Poof.

What's on his neck?

What is it that is rolling at his feet?

Si Zhuang, one machete in one hand, and four strong with two knives, rushed over from behind.

not only cut off the head of the soldier who wanted to kill Song Fusheng, but also took over the generals that Song Fusheng dealt with in three or two clicks, and jumped in front of Song Fusheng in a few dodges.

It's all just a blink of an eye.

When Song Fusheng tilted his head again, the general had been hacked to death by Sizhuang, and his head was missing, leaving only his neck to bleed again.

"Rush, hurry down the mountain, don't let the herald escape!"

Just when Song Fusheng shouted this order, Tian Xifa was already running and aiming at Bing Yong, who had climbed on his horse and wanted to escape.

Whoosh an arrow, swishing another arrow.

The first arrow was a little crooked, and the second arrow was shot off the horse by the soldier who had just climbed on the horse.

Running closer, Tian Xifa pulled out his good arrow, and pierced it again, dragged it out and pierced it again, and stabbed this person to death in two blows.

When he pulled it out again, he instinctively rubbed the arrow on his body and wiped it clean.

Iron arrows are so hard to get, you have to save them.

At the same time, the men of the Nine Clans had already rushed down the mountain, killing and killing the enemy when they saw it.

They even kill the enemy in the same way.

Some of the soldiers ran away, but they were like chasing pigs, and they must not let the enemy run, so they ran to deliver the letter, and they were the ones who called for reinforcements to die next time.

The round-up is general, and the men of the Nine Clans kill these people when they catch them.

Kill the enemy back in the encirclement.

"Ahh

How many men have to scream before they can swing their knives.

How many men are killing for the first time.

How many young people like Da Lang and Tietou have red eyes with blood on their faces.

"You dare to hurt my father?!" Da Lang finished shouting and was about to rush over.

When the men of the Nine Clans near Song Fucai heard the shout, they all rushed to the two soldiers who attacked Song Fucai.

We can't miss any of us, Grandpa is waiting to come back.

Dare to hurt us? Great hatred.

Stunned, these two soldiers were pierced into a sieve.

Song Fucai: I just got my arm crossed, it's okay, it's okay, I can still kill, please take care of yourselves!

"You dare to hurt me two, two, two?" Grandpa's knocking great-grandson has not finished "two", and Bing Yong, who injured his second uncle, was also killed by the uncles of the Nine Clans several times.

The combat policy of the Nine Clans has always been:

Take your life, his life, as your own.

Combine your spear and mine into a spear, a sword, and a spear.

Fight as one, dare to give your life to your back brothers.

And the "Lu Family Army" also exceeded Song Fusheng's expectations, and their performance was not weak.

Although, they are far from the regular Lu Jiajun, standing in front of the real Lu Jiajun, they are also shrimp soldiers and crab generals.

But they couldn't stop each of them, regardless of their own safety, and rushed into battle in anger.

Regardless of whether he will be cut or not, he will kill, and each one will be red-eyed.

Let you dare to cut off our young master's food!

Xiao Quanzi held the big knife, rushed down with the tip of the knife, and stabbed hard, and the soldier who was lying on the ground immediately crooked his neck and broke his breath.

"I made you want to starve my young master."

"I made you want to starve my master."

"I'll kill you, I'll kill you!"

After Xiao Quanzi finished killing one, he brandished a blood-dripping knife and chased down the second, third, and tenth soldiers.

This little guy who only dares to hit people on weekdays, at most shouting slogans and shouting and shouting and killing, is killing today.

In this way, he hooked up with King Qi's soldiers all the way and fell into a minefield, causing the enemy to kill a large number of people and seriously injure a large number of people, and then led them up the mountain, which was blown up and put down a lot.

In the end, he chased and killed back, and went down the mountain to personally perform a roundabout kill.

Song Fugui, who was disheveled, led his men and entered the enemy's tent at the first time.

The enemy army, there is still porridge boiling in the pot, oh, this shameless one, how much he didn't take their group seriously before.

Did you think before you set off that you would drink their group of people, eat their grain and meat, soak their milk bricks in water and drink, and then watch their corpses pile up and burn them together while eating, right?

Song Fugui was exhausted by his own brain.

The most important thing is that he is also angry with his own hair.

A soldier wanted to hack him to death, but the knife was so crooked that he actually cut off his "Bao Bao head".

Why is it always the hairstyle that hurts.

You see, it's got short ear-length hair.

also because of this episode, Song Fugui angrily took out a grenade when he rushed into the enemy's tent.

As soon as the grenade appeared, it was better than shouting and shouting to kill, and some soldiers were brave and immediately knelt down.

I was convinced, I was really convinced.

Is it okay for both sides to give a step each?

Ask the king to spare our lives and let us be prisoners of war.

However, then again, the king is not wearing a military uniform, dare to ask, where are you from?

Song Fugui:

Don't ask me where I'm from or where we're going.

I'm not a king, I am, and the king told me to go down the mountain first.

"The king? No, head," Song Fugui hurriedly surrendered.

Song Fusheng appeared with blood stains.

glanced at the prisoners of war who knelt on the ground, and quickly turned his head to look at Song Fugui.

No wonder he felt something was wrong just now.

It turned out to be a rich hairstyle.

How did Fugui become the bob that his daughter used to comb in a blink of an eye.

Prisoners of war from one place to another, as well as those who are now tied up and brought in one after another.

Representatives of prisoners of war:

King, I'm just a cook, and I was also arrested and had no choice but to be a soldier, begging for mercy.

Is this good, we will be honest and never resist, the generals are gone, it is useless for us to resist, right? And we do all the dirty work.

Song Fusheng smiled suspiciously: Nonsense, of course it's up to you.

And this porridge, my king, drink it.

Nonsense, let's test it first, if it's not poisonous, of course we're going to drink it.

This murderer is tired and thirsty.