The speed of this warrior's running even overtook the surrounding horses for a short time, and his name was Guarjia Meng, Guarjia was his surname in the front, and his name was in the back.

As his name suggests, Guar Jiameng has a pair of axes, and he is a famous enemy of a hundred people, and there are not many people who can defeat him in the Jin Kingdom, but there is no one who is willing to fight him.

Because once he fights, he will enter an inexplicable euphoria, and he will not stop at all unless he kills his opponent or beats him to death.

No one wants to compete with a person who is not afraid of death, and once the war starts, it will be a battle to the death, but his character is surprisingly easy to use on the battlefield.

Once on the battlefield, Guar Jiameng is like a meat grinder on the battlefield, even the so-called martial arts masters of the Nanren are not Guar Jiameng's opponents on the battlefield.

Wanyan Honglie was very confident in Guar Jiameng, and looked at the army on the southerners' side, although the number was twice that of his side, the formation was already a little chaotic.

Some of the soldiers even showed a look of fear, such a group of rabble, Wanyan Honglie completely did not understand where the emperor of the southerners got the confidence to compete with my Dajin.

After Yan Honglie waved his hand, the troops behind him who were originally prepared to guard against the conspiracy and tricks of the southerners were about to step forward and destroy the southerners' army in one fell swoop.

Suddenly, in the chaotic southerner army, a strangely dressed and lazy-looking young man walked out on a tall horse, and the other party did not show panic in the face of tens of thousands of charging troops.

Wanyan Honglie stopped the army that was about to charge.

"Dashuai, what's wrong?" This is a white-haired middle-aged man, his old white hair is tied into small braids at random, unlike others, this white-haired middle-aged man is born to stand in the center of everyone.

A piece of gilded armor is very conspicuous on the battlefield, and unlike other people's armor that covers key parts, this white-haired man's armor simply protects joints and other parts.

The heart, head and other vital parts are exposed, and the eight-pack abs seem to be wantonly in the eyes of countless people.

"See the man? Shoot him for me! Wanyan Honglie pointed to the very calm young man not far away and said to the white-haired man.

When the white-haired man heard this, the bow and arrow behind his back quickly held it in his hand, and before he knew it, the arrow was already on the string, and almost without hesitation, the arrow was shot out.

The moment the white-haired man shot the arrow, the bow was retracted behind his back, and in the eyes of the white-haired man, the lazy figure on horseback was dead by this moment.

The white-haired man is a famous marksman of Dajin, and it is not a problem to penetrate Yang or anything in a hundred steps, and his most brilliant record is nine arrows in a row, and he accurately shoots nine prey.

That time also completely established the reputation of the white-haired Dajin as the first marksman, and then participated in several battles, and each time he shot the opponent's commander.

Where there are white-haired people, all battles can end quickly, and sometimes white-haired people feel that invincibility is also a kind of annoyance, and they have full confidence in their archery skills.

Sometimes the white-haired people want to bring themselves the sun-shooting bow of Dayi in the legend of the southerners, so that they can shoot down the sun in the sky, but unfortunately they were born in the wrong era.

The white-haired man shook his head slightly.

"Hey, he's dodged!" The words of the soldiers around him shocked the white-haired people, and they saw that they were bound to get the arrow, and they were held in their hands by their own target.

The white-haired man suddenly felt a little excited, he finally met an opponent after so long on the battlefield, and a faint loss followed.

Although the other party can dodge his own arrows, he should be a good opponent, but the guy Guerjia has already approached the other party, even if the other party can block the guy Guerjia, but there is still an army behind Gualjia.

On the other hand, behind that person was a group of southerners who had lost their courage, how could they survive.

At the moment when the white-haired man sighed, Gualga had already rushed in front of the man, and the next moment Gualga jumped up, and a pair of axes smashed towards the man on horseback like the fangs of a giant beast.

The white-haired man couldn't help but close his eyes, it was a pity for the death of such a hero.

"What a monster!" "Monster~" ......

A burst of exclamations made the white-haired man open his eyes, only to see that the soldiers around him at this time were trembling in the direction of the southerners, and following his gaze, the white-haired man's glasses instantly glared at the boss.

I saw a four-meter-tall dog-headed monster standing with an axe behind the person who had blocked him before, even if it was far away, the fierce aura was still clearly felt.

And the previous Guerjia was already lying not far away, his whole chest was sunken, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead, and the mighty charging army had already stopped in front of this unknown monster, and even some soldiers with weak minds began to retreat.

"Whew~" The monster roared in the sky, obviously it was a dog but it made a howl like a jackal, but the white-haired man didn't feel the slightest sense of disobedience.

"God, this is the god of the southerners! No wonder they dare to go to war with us! The white-haired man who approached heard the voice of the handsome man Wan Yan Honglie beside him in a bit of a panic.

God? Even if this thing is a god, I'm going to kill it for you today!

Bending the bow and arrows, the movements were smooth, but the next moment the voice from the southerners made the white-haired man stop his movements.

"Those who descend will not be killed!" Hong Zhong Dalu's voice instantly overshadowed the other voices on the battlefield and spread to everyone's ears.

"Kill! Those who cause minor injuries to monsters will be promoted to one level and rewarded with one hundred taels of gold, and those who cause serious injuries to monsters will be promoted to three levels of gold and one thousand taels! "At the critical moment, Wanyan Honglie is still reliable.

One sentence immediately aroused the ferocity of all the golden soldiers, and they rushed forward one by one.

Isn't it just that he grows taller and has a dog's head? It's hard for you to be invulnerable, as long as you cut a small wound on him, the official position, and the money will be in hand.

The white-haired man was not far behind, and he didn't know when there were three more arrows on the bowstring.

"Xiuxiu~" The four arrows fired in unison, shooting towards the steamed bun like flying.

"I knew it was so." Seeing Jin Bing's reaction, Liu Feng pouted, he didn't want to kill, but now he is defending himself.

"Whew~" The steamed bun stepped out and stood in front of Liu Feng, for all of Liu Feng's current attacks, and at the same time, the entire battlefield seemed to turn into an endless dead domain at this moment, and countless ghost-like creatures appeared in the air, constantly attacking the approaching Jin soldiers, and for the attack of the Jin soldiers, the ghosts could directly ignore it.

At the same time, a gray gas directly locked onto the white-haired man in the enemy camp, and the next moment, the white-haired man's body rapidly aged, and it turned into a pinch of dust in just an instant.

In the Sox Cult, Mantou is a god in charge of time, death, and desolation, which makes Mantou's combat power soar countless times in an instant.

The next moment, the steamed bun tiger rushed into the army of Jin Bing like a flock.