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Lying on horseback on his back, Bai Poor can be regarded as experiencing what it means to be a whirlwind, from the very beginning of being lifted up from the rushing horseback, and now lying on the horse, Bai Poor feels that his stomach is turning over the river.

And Jiang Shuangtian naturally didn't care what happened to Bai Qian on horseback, or what he was thinking, he just fought forward bravely with a sickle in his hand.

The horse under the crotch is also the same as his master, tall and extremely flexible, in the battle array, jumping left and right, but the white poor lying on the horse's back is tortured miserably, his eyes are looking directly at the ground, up and down bumping, and he feels dizzy.

He only thought that these people around him would kill this fat man quickly, but his idea was destined to be impossible to achieve.

At this time, it was uncomfortable to stay on horseback, so Bai Qian forced himself not to think about this, but to think in a different direction, how did Yong Dinggong, the founding father of the Han Dynasty, run west? Is there only these 3,000 men and horses he leads, or are there many people and horses stationed elsewhere?

In the end, will it have any impact on his Dingtai's plans, if there are enough people, the answer is obviously yes.

And why didn't this fat man Jiang take off his head with a knife and let him go to Huangquan with the black-faced god, but captured him on a horse and spared his life?

These questions circled over and over in Bai Qian's mind, but it was a little less uncomfortable, but unfortunately after thinking about these questions over and over again, there was still no answer, but if this fat man Jiang wanted to get something from his mouth, it was definitely impossible.

Thinking like this in his heart, with the leap of the horse under him, his stomach began to feel uncomfortable again, and the weapons and blood on the ground swirled in Bai Qian's eyes, and he almost didn't vomit out, and it was also because of his weak body that he actually thought about cutting Jiang Shuangtian off the horse before.

However, after Jiang Shuangtian entered the Pinghe realm, he heard bursts of shouting and killing in his ears, and he didn't know what the specific situation was, for example, there were the leaders of the Da'an Gang, Pinghe Da Amu, and the two white poor and black-faced gods that he didn't know.

But he can be sure that it must be the rioting exiles who are fighting in Hefang, thinking that the last time he got the news, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was in this Pinghe City, when he encountered this kind of thing, how could he Jiang Shuangtian have to intervene.

However, just listening to the movement in front of him, at best, it was only a scale of one or two thousand, and it was naturally impossible for him Jiang Shuangtian to dispatch all 100,000 horses, and it was enough for 3,000 horsemen to quickly enter the battlefield.

And in the war, Jiang Shuangtian naturally brought Jiang Guangjie and Huo Gang's two boys with him.

Jiang Shuangtian, who was beside Bai Qian, could not be seen, was powerfully waving the red sickle in his hand, and Jiang Shuangtian, who entered the battle formation and rushed to kill, was much more powerful than the black-faced god.

However, no matter how powerful it is, Jiang Shuangtian is still a person in the end, and it is impossible to block all the attacks from all directions, even if it is possible, the price of doing so is too great, and it is too tiring, I am afraid that before he can break away from the battle array, he will die of Xuanyuan exhaustion one step ahead.

Although he could not block all the attacks from all directions, whether it was front and back, left and right, or far and near, as long as the spear that pierced his crotch mount was scythe, he slashed it.

He himself is a top-grade Fan cage realm, invulnerable, but this loving horse under his crotch is not, with him fighting for decades, the horse under the crotch has suffered a lot of injuries, but there is no life-threatening heavy injury.

Even if the red sickle in his hand couldn't be stopped, as long as it was an attack that could be blocked with his body, it was all taken by Jiang Shuangtian alone.

A pair of thick fat thighs clamped the beloved horse under the crotch, danced with a red sickle in his hand, fought left and right on the horse, tossing and turning.

He easily hung the head of the black-faced god to the side of the war horse under his crotch, carrying two people on his back, and a huge head hanging on the side of the horse, which looked a little funny, but it was particularly terrifying.

There were countless killings along the way, not to mention how beneficial Jiang Shuangtian's strength and the weapons created by the Black Immortal Crystal were, but the murderous aura of Jiang Rentu's body was unbearable for others, and the murderous aura condensed like a substance was accompanied by the red sickle dance, swaying out.

It can be said that it has reached the point where the living are not approached and the breath is avoided.

The hearts of those who were far away trembled at the sight of the majestic figure on the horse, and the thought that the fierce black-faced god had become the soul of his own scythe, and now that his head was still hanging on the side of the horse, the hearts of these people became more and more afraid.

And those who were a little closer, felt the murderous aura on Jiang Shuangtian's body more clearly, under Jiang Shuangtian's murderous aura, his movements became sluggish, and his hands and feet could not be used, and his already fat body appeared even taller.

These people, who have personally experienced this person's slaughtering methods, inevitably think in their hearts, no wonder Hei Ye is not this person's opponent.

Soon, Jiang Shuangtian came out of the people who were constantly intercepting, and the already small number of people led by Bai Qiao were obviously unable to stop him.

Fortunately, Jiang Shuangtian did not aim to kill people, otherwise if one of them let go of the fight in the battle array, he would definitely kill these people who would lose their armor and flee in panic.

Jiang Shuangtian, who rushed out, knocked his crotch and got off his horse, and the horse galloped quickly, heading in the direction of Li Piaoxue and the others.

"Take care of it. Jiang Shuangtian ran to the front, lifted the white poor on horseback, threw it forward to a general, instructed, and then looked at Li Piaoxue and said, "Take people, catch up with those people, and besiege them." With that, he stretched out his hand and pointed behind him, the group of cavalry that had just rushed out.

At this time, Bai Qian, who was grabbed by Jiang Shuangtian upside down from the horse's back and lifted up, had just stood dizzily on the ground, and before he could recover from the discomfort of the whirling world, he was thrown out again, and then he was lifted on the horse by another strong man.

However, in the process of being put down by Jiang Shuangtian and being guarded by another general, he saw clearly that a considerable part of the people who he had not been able to bring out from the fighting of the Han Dynasty army at that time were all discarding their weapons at this time and were guarded by the men and horses of the Han Dynasty and Song Min.

And the one he noticed before, Feng Yu, the former leader of the Da'an Gang, seemed to be talking fiercely in the crowd, but unfortunately the distance was too far, and he didn't really hear it, but he could guess one or two.

Hearing this, Li Piaoxue nodded, rode her horse and raised her gun, and led the crowd to go as she said.

At this time, after a big battle and another battle, Jiang Shuangtian could be considered to have rested, and his shoulders covered by armor quietly collapsed into two bloody wounds......

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