"Big brother, what do you mean that he rushed out to me like this, and I have to be one-on-one with him?"

"That's the case in principle!" replied Wu Blade Feng with a smirk.

"Okay, then I'll give him some face!" After speaking, Thunderstorm clamped his legs and trotted out of the camp.

Watching the three of them sway out of the camp, the tiger dun on the opposite side was a little unnatural. An Muchen was carefully observing the thunderstorm, and suddenly felt that the mount was scratching the ground uneasily.

Hudun'er is also a spirit animal, and after being together for a long time, An Muchen can somewhat understand some of the meaning it wants to express. Hu Dun'er's uneasy performance shows that the other party is very strong, and it doesn't want to stay any longer.

But no matter how An Muchen looked, he couldn't see where this young young man was strong, so he stroked Hu Dun'er's head, "Don't move!"

The hierarchical division between spirit beasts is much more serious than that of humans or other races, and humans may not know so much about the unique aura of the divine beasts on the three bodies, but they understand each other very clearly.

Although An Muchen's comfort played a little role, Hu Dun'er still stared at the three with two eyes, and his eyes were full of jealousy.

The black-faced sweaty hand wielded a big knife, and it was wielding it before it got close. Seeing the thunderstorm rushing out of the camp, he shouted as he ran, "Little brute, take your life!"

Thunderstorm had no other weapons in his hand except bows and arrows, and the Sleepy Dragon Halberd really didn't want to take it out. Even if the master has confessed that the trapped dragon halberd has already recognized the master, it is his weapon that is serious.

The sound that seemed to come from the depths of the soul when he fought against Ju Changge before, and Thunderstorm didn't want to hear it again. Although there was no contempt or scorn in that sigh, there was a deep loneliness.

This feeling is very bad, like the helplessness of an elder who looks at the younger generation when his breath is about to dissipate.

Moreover, the Trapped Dragon Halberd only sent out an understatement attack, and it drained most of the essence blood in the Thunderstorm Dantian Vortex. Thunderstorm is afraid that he will be again if he is really used.

Looking at the black-faced man who was getting closer and closer, the thunderbolt rushed forward, and the bow and arrow were aimed at the eyes of the black-faced man. Seeing this, the black-faced man danced the long knife in his hand impenetrable, "Ah, ah!" and rushed up with a shout.

Dahan is not afraid of him, he has been fighting outside for a long time, and this common sense is still there. If the thunderstorm had drawn the bow on the spot, the big man might have taken some other measures, but Sanjo was on the move, and it was so easy to aim so accurately on a bumpy horse.

But the next feather arrow tells Dahan that his idea is wrong. The three of them ran as if they were walking on the ground, their broad backs barely moving, and the thunderstorm sat very steadily on them.

Thunderstorm is now no longer the little white when he first arrived at the Quartet Realm, even if he shoots an arrow on the back of a bumpy horse, as long as he uses his eyes to concentrate his thoughts, it is a trivial matter to pass through Yang in a hundred steps.

With a string sound, a feathered arrow shot rapidly into the big man's right eye. At this time, the distance between the two was not far away, and when the big man saw this, he hurriedly turned his head, and the feather arrow flew over close to his ear, bringing a string of blood beads by the way.

The top of the big man's right ear was slashed open by a thunderous arrow, and blood flowed down his ear. The two staggered by, and the big man reached out and touched it, and his hands were covered with blood. "Little brute, take your life!" he shook the reins and slashed with his knife.

Seeing this, Lei Jingyu hurriedly urged the three to run out diagonally, and the big man chased after him, and the two ran away in the blink of an eye.

"Big brother, will it be a loss for the rain to run so far!" Lu Ji was a little worried and looked at Wu Jian Feng.

"Hehe, have you seen him suffer?" said Wu Blade Feng with a smile.

Hu Dun'er saw that the three of them ran away, and suddenly came to his senses. "Roar," a tiger roar shook the snow from the trees. An Muchen also lost his patience, and pointed the spear in his hand, "Kill!"

"Kill!" Wu Blade Wind also waved his spear and pointed at the other party. The two men soon collided in a clearing next to the woods.

There are few people on the side of Wu Blade Wind, but they are all elites, and the lowest is the realm of Kebai. Although An Muchen's side did not have so many strong opponents, the sergeants were brave in combat, experienced, and good at joint attacks.

Both sides took a tentative attack, Zhang Yizheng and the others faced several captains, and the two brothers led their sergeants to form a circle to deal with the rushing escort.

Lu Ji saw a captain with a double mace rushing out of the crowd, this kind of weapon is not used by non-strength players.

With a hard grip on his legs, the big black lightning jumped out, and Lu Ji's sledgehammer swung towards the man. Before getting close, Lu Jihu roared, and "opened" the double hammer and hit it hard.

A loud bang emanated like a sonic attack. The nearest to him was the captain's mount, and with a hissing the man stood up, and after two slaps he rushed into the distance like madness, throwing off the captain of the double mace.

The captain with the double mace was not much better, and after being dropped off the horse like a sandbag by the mount, he shook his head and supported his body with the double mace, and stood in place with his hands covering his ears with an extremely painful expression.

The soldiers on An Muchen's side were somewhat affected, especially the mounts, many of the mounts were frightened by this sudden loud noise and jumped up and down, and even Hudun'er was scared.

A few people who were closer to Lu Ji almost didn't scare their souls, and there were at least six or seven sergeants around Lu Ji who ran into the distance with the horses inexplicably, and the horses shook their heads as they ran.

The power of Lu Ji's hammer made An Muchen look at these "a few rotten garlic" differently. Although there is an element of cunning in it, the strength of the person who can make such a weapon is extraordinary.

An Muchen just wanted to pick up his gun and rush to Lu Ji's side, but Wu Blade Feng blocked his way and stabbed him with one shot. An Muchen hurriedly dodged over, provoked the spear in his hand, and the two fought together.

Ning Feng saw that An Muchen was stopped by the Martial Blade Wind Spear, and hurriedly raised the long hammer in his hand to help. was knocked away by a shot by Wu Blade Wind, and smashed it with a hammer.

Zhang Yizheng faced the two captains at the same time, and the flying up and down of a long lance dance made it difficult to get close. And Yu Sanjin was not as heroic as his brothers, riding on a horse and killing all directions.

Instead, at the beginning of the battle, he turned over and dismounted, and rushed into the enemy camp on foot, relying on his flexible body and holding a short blade in each hand to swim through the enemy camp.

Whenever you encounter an enemy, you don't confront head-on, but go closely, and the short blade is frequently swung to pierce if you can, and you can't pierce it. After walking in a circle, many sergeants were stabbed by him, although it was not fatal, but it still had a great impact on combat effectiveness.

Yu Sanjin was not the only one running back and forth in the crowd, Jiang Yin also abandoned his horse and walked, and the double knives in his hands quickly harvested his life in the crowd. Whether it is a man or a horse, as long as the two knives can cut the place, people will slash like ghosts.

The most disadvantaged in the entire battle group are the sergeants led by the two brothers, An Muchen's escorts are all cavalry, but they are on foot.

One side was on the horse, the other was under the horse, and the two brothers of honor were surrounded and beaten by several captains of the escort team, and they were already stretched thin for a while.

Fortunately, Jiang Yin and Yu Sanjin arrived in time, and Yu Sanjin took advantage of the fact that a captain swung his knife and grabbed the long knife, and stabbed the short blade in his hand into the chest between the front legs of the war horse.

The short blade Qi Gen did not enter, Yu Sanjin pulled it with his hand, and a bloody wound was opened on the muscle on the chest of the war horse. It is said that the short blade is more than two feet long, and the thick flesh will pierce through the knife even if it is cut. The war horse was no longer able to breathe, and fell to the ground with a wail.

Immediately, the captain turned over and jumped off the horse with a long sword, and before he could stand firmly, he felt that he was light. Looking down, the thigh was cut off by Jiang Yin Qigen, who caught up from behind, "Ah" A rough shout came out of his mouth, and before the sound was over, Jiang Yin slashed through the neck and fell to the ground without a sound.

The two brothers cooperated tacitly, and they didn't stop and kill into the crowd with a double knife. Jiang Yin was sprayed with blood by the captain just now, and he touched it indiscriminately and then faced the next target.

Judging from the attire, this is also a captain, this person saw that his companion was in a miserable state, and he suddenly had a fear of Jiang Yin in his heart. But this is the battlefield, and everyone knows the truth that the brave wins.

The long stick in his hand was horizontal, and he rushed over with his legs clamped around the horse's belly and rushed over to Jiang Yin. When he got close, he slashed his arms sideways with a long stick, Jiang Yin lowered his head and flashed his two knives from both sides to the inside, and the two horse legs were cut down together.

Taking advantage of the unstable moment when the horse's leg was chopped off, Jiang Yin stabbed a knife across the top of his head and stabbed straight into the captain's jaw.

The horse's thick neck slid down on top of Jiang Yin's head and was cut through the trachea by Jiang Yin's single knife, but the captain was stabbed through the neck by Jiang Yin's other knife.

The blood spurted out by this person poured Jiang Yin's face all over his face, and Jiang Yin carried two knives like a ghost to cross the corpse and kill the crowd.

Wu Daofeng was too seriously injured and couldn't use all his strength, so he could only deal with the joint attack of An Muchen and Ning Feng. The more An Muchen fought, the more frightened he became, what kind of people did he meet?

He is the commander, and as long as his life is not threatened, he cannot be wholeheartedly engaged in battle. When you open the attack, you will look at the battlefield.

Whether it is Zhang Yizheng, Lu Ji or Jiang Yin and Yu Sanjin. It can be said that everything can be done in battle, as long as it is lethal to the enemy, no matter what means can be used.

Just now, he saw Lu Ji smash a soldier's head with a hammer, and without even blinking his eyes, he went to entangle one of his captains.

Not to mention Jiang Yin and Yu Sanjin, just when he looked over, he happened to see Jiang Yin's single knife stabbed in the jaw of the captain. The long knife stabbed in from below and came out of his mouth, and An Muchen's heart twitched.

In the past, on the battlefield, it was the enemy who was shocked by their methods, so that the psychological defense line collapsed, which affected the combat effectiveness and could not play to the extreme.

But today's battle made An Muchen see what means are and what is unconventional warfare, and An Muchen only feels that his head is a little insufficient now.