Li Kui is Song Jiang's personal confidant, similar to a bodyguard, although it is different from a hardcore descendant like Hua Rong, but Song Jiang has also put a lot of effort into Li Kui.

But where did he think that Song Jiang led the troops for the first time, and in the first battle, his henchman was pierced through the throat by the opponent and cut off his head, and he was really dead.

He Song Jiang is also full of revenge, who would have thought that he would be hit like this? How can you not be angry in your heart?

Zhu Long carried Li Kui's head back to the front of the formation, and shouted at Zhu Biao: "San Lang, fortunately, I am not dishonored!" ”

"Big brother is hard!"

Zhu Biao laughed, raised his arm, and shouted: "Zhujiazhuang, Wansheng!" ”

"Wan Sheng!"

"Wan Sheng!"

The uniform sound immediately burst out, and the five hundred people in Zhujiazhuang shouted in unison, and they shouted the sound of thousands of people, and the ground suddenly shook.

"Hiss ......"

Liangshanbo's 300 horse army was shocked by this uniform roar, and couldn't help opening their mouths to neigh, and some horses were frightened, and they actually raised their front hooves and stood upright, throwing off several horse soldiers at once.

In addition, the minions of the 3,000-step army were all pale, and each of them had a look of horror on their faces.

These 500 people, just these few uniform shouts, have such a big momentum, if there is a fight, how powerful will it be?

What's more, they came out at random and killed Li Kui, the henchman of the Song leader.

It's horrible!

Zhu Biao waited for everyone to call "Wansheng" a few times, and waved his arms again, and the shouting stopped immediately.

Five hundred elite soldiers have regained their immobile state like a mountain and their Xu like a forest.

Zhu Biao slowly rode out of the queue and shouted: "Song Jiang, Li Kui is dead, who are you going to send out to fight me?" You pick slowly, I'll give you time! ”

There was neither high-pitched nor angry in his tone, his tone was flat, as if he was narrating something ordinary.

But in the words, the words were like knives, and they were fiercely inserted into Song Jiang's heart, making his face even more defeated.

"I didn't expect this Zhujiazhuang to be so violent, this time instead of gnawing the bones, he broke his teeth, and even the iron bull got in, could it be that God lost me?"

When he hesitated, he had the intention of retreating.

"Brother, you can't retreat at this time, if you retreat, you can only flee and die!"

Hua Rong saw Song Jiang's thoughts, and hurriedly shouted in a low voice.

At this time, Ou Peng shouted: "Brother, I'll go forward, kill this Zhu Biao, and avenge the iron bull!" ”

After that, he rode out of the ranks, raised the spear in his hand, and shouted loudly: "Zhu Biao Xiao'er, your grandfather Ou Peng is here, take your head!" ”

With a roar, he had already galloped to Zhu Biao, raised the spear in his hand, and stabbed it fiercely.

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, Ou Peng's entire body flew upside down from the horse, blood spurted wildly in mid-air, flew straight upside down five zhang away, and fell to the ground, but seeing his body bent into a strange angle, it was obvious that his bones were shattered, and he fell to the ground and died.

And Zhu Biao was there, just gently waving a halberd.

"What?"

"How is that possible?"

"It's even more powerful than the guy just now!"

"Are the rumors true?"

Song Jiang's soldiers and horses suddenly buzzed, everyone was stunned, with an expression of disbelief, everyone opened their mouths wide, and their eyes showed a look of horror.

Song Jiang's face was even more pale, and he could barely grasp the reins in his hand.

Ou Peng is a general of Ma Junbiao, he was once a military household guarding the river, because he offended his boss and went to the rivers and lakes, ranking first on Huangmen Mountain, it can be seen that his force value is not trivial, and then followed Song Jiang to Liangshanbo, which is also the first stick he played for Liangshanbo, and he was killed by someone in one move.

Seeing this, Hua Rong knew that this was a time of crisis, so he immediately stretched out his bow and arrows, rode out, and looked at Zhu Biao is arrow!

Zhu Biao snorted coldly, the halberd was a god, and he knocked the sharp arrow away casually, and laughed: "Good archery!" But Xiao Li Guanghuarong is in person! You eat me with an arrow. ”

After that, the halberd thrust into the ground, and with the same bow and arrow, he shot an arrow.

Those who are good at archery are people with excellent eyes, and when Hua Rong saw him open his bow, he knew that it was not good, and immediately a harrier turned over and lay on Yang on the back of the horse.

But Zhu Biao didn't intend to shoot him at all, he would hold a strong bow like a full moon, an arrow like a meteor, and like a thunderbolt, and in an instant, he shot at the chest of the white horse under Hua Rong's seat.

Although the horse was also wearing a vest, how violent was this arrow? An arrow struck through the horse's chest and burst through its body.

"Boom!"

A healthy horse burst directly, the horse was blown into countless pieces of meat, and under the aftershock, Hua Rong was thrown directly out of the way, falling heavily to the ground, covered in blood.

"Brother Hua Rongxian!"

Song Jiang was frightened, this Hua Rong was his hardcore henchman, the Qingzhou faction he represented was also one of the basic forces supporting Song Jiang, if Hua Rong had three longs and two shorts, Song Jiang could hardly imagine how his ambitions could be displayed.

"Brothers, follow me!"

Zhu Biao grabbed the halberd and shouted loudly in the air.

The five hundred guards shouted together: "Rush! ”

As he spoke, rows of spears were raised flatly, striding along the drums.

And the dozen or so horses and generals also belonged to you, each leading their own team and moving forward quickly.

At this time, Song Jiang's mind stirred up a trace of blood, and he also shouted loudly: "Kill it, kill it for me." ”

That Mu Hong, Huang Xin, Yang Xiong and others are all men with courage and insight, who are used to running rampant, knowing that if they run away at this time, they can only be stabbed through the juniors.

After listening to Song Jiang's order, he immediately shouted, and rushed forward with his subordinates.

Probably for the sake of momentum, a group of people fought bravely, as if they had been killed three times just now.

Seeing that he was running to the front, the people in front couldn't help but slow down, what was going on with the rows of spears? More than a dozen people in front of him leaned so tightly, and the gap in the middle was filled by the spear in the back, how can this make people rush, the parry with the spear in his hand can't block the side, and the knife in his hand is not long enough, what should I do?

The Liangshan centaurs who rushed to the front wanted to stop, at least to avoid the spear-like squad in front of them, but the people behind kept shouting and pouring in to kill, and the centaurs in front couldn't stop if they wanted to, so they were only pushed forward by the people behind them, getting closer and closer to the spear queue, and the spear squad was also moving forward.

?? Yang Xiong, as a pioneer, rushed to the front, he was tall and strong, strong in martial arts, holding a weapon in his hand, his eyes showed a fierce light, he screamed loudly, looking fierce, followed by more than a dozen minions, the big knife in his hand was waving like a windmill, and he also saw that there was no way to retreat, there was no way to hide, and he actually rushed over.

Yang Xiong met the steel knife, knocked open the two spears, took a step forward, just about to cut the gun on the side, two spears stabbed at the head-on, hurriedly waved the knife, but there was a spear oblique stabbing beside him, Yang Xiong even if he had three heads and six arms, he couldn't take care of it, not to mention that it was in the ribs, and the tip of the spear suddenly didn't enter half.

"Ah......h

Yang Xiong roared, but he was unwilling,

Just defected to Liangshanbo, and was killed by a pawn in the first battle, how could he be willing?

Like the sick Guan Suo Yang Xiong, those who can rush in are already outstanding, and more of them were stabbed out of the blood hole by spears on the periphery, screaming and dying!

Although the number of Zhujiazhuang's escort team is far less than that of Liangshanbo's thief soldiers, Zhu Biao and others can train the first echelon, but the front of the horizontal team has a numerical advantage.

At this time, Zhu Biao and the others had already left their horses behind, personally stood in the first row, and led five hundred men and horses to assassinate one shot at a time.

The thieves of Liang Shanbo really followed one after another, screaming and falling to the ground and dying.

"Forward, follow me!"

Zhu Biao shouted loudly.

In just a moment, seven or eight hundred of Liangshanbo's thieves had fallen to the ground, while the others were already frightened and were about to run back screaming madly.