"Ahh......hh

The four-rank white wolf lord was still wailing.

The brilliant silver sword qi, like a flood, frantically shrouded Zhang Chu.

Zhang Chu calmly moved around the four-rank white wolf lord who collapsed to the ground.

While dodging the brilliant silver sword qi.

While paying attention to the fighting situation of the general in the north camp.

There is still enough strength to guide the silver sword qi and slash towards the place where there are many northern barbarian soldiers.

More than 20 masters of the worship courtyard have already participated in the battle under the leadership of Wu Laojiu.

Zhang Chu has time to wait.

Waiting for this four-rank white wolf lord whose name he still doesn't know, he is in shock and exhausted!

Take its head again!

Showdown!

The moment Zhang Chu cut off one of the thighs of this fourth-grade white wolf master, it was already over!

There are no trash fish in the air sea.

The four-grade master, no matter where he is, is a hegemon-level big man!

But the fourth-grade white wolf lord who has no leg.

No matter how strong it is......

It's just a crippled four-pin!

A real fight!

It's that cruel!

There's nothing you have to do with me!

Only fists to the flesh to the flesh for injuries for injuries!

Catch the flaw and kill it!

If you can stab you to death with a knife, you will never hurt with your fists!

Dozens of breaths later.

The wailing of the four-rank white wolf lord gradually subsided.

The silver sword qi that slashed out was no longer as chilly as it had been!

The true qi of the four great masters.

It's not endless, either.

The wound on the broken leg was not treated in time and kept spurting blood.

Feitian Zhang Chu didn't understand.

But how can the sea of qi, flesh and blood, or flesh and blood, withstand the big blood loss......

Zhang Chu finally made a move.

The purple dragon knife slashed.

The brilliant golden sword qi like the golden sun piercing the clouds once again illuminated the Northern Barbarian military camp.

Seeing that the golden sword qi was about to be cut down.

The fourth-rank white wolf master, who was still dying a moment ago, suddenly slapped the ground violently, and his body turned into a ball of silver light, shooting towards Zhang Chu like a cannonball.

The hysterical howl of anger instantly suppressed the earth-shattering shouts and killing in the Northern Barbarian military camp.

Zhang Chu just sneered.

I know that there are ghosts......

"Boom. ”

The golden sword slashed above the silver.

It's like a giant baseball bat with an egg crushed!

Stumps and corpses flew all over the sky.

A bloody head rolled to Zhang Chu's feet.

Zhang Chu picked up his head, tied it around his waist, stretched out his hand and grabbed it, and the true qi of the burning flame gushed out, and the golden scimitar that fell not far away was ingested into his palm.

......

The huge Northern Barbarian military camp.

It has turned into a sea of fire.

The Northern Barbarians are nomadic peoples.

They are accustomed to living in tents sewn from cow and sheepskin, and even though they have been laying down the four northern counties of Xuanbei Prefecture for more than two years, they still have not changed this habit.

And because the Northern Barbarian Army uses cavalry as the main type of troops, in order to ensure the combat effectiveness of the war horses, it is necessary to carry a large amount of hay with the army.

Fire attack has always been the fatal flaw of the Northern Barbarian military camp.

It's a pity that the Northern Barbarian Army has always been the attacker who took the initiative.

And the Dali soldiers and horses can only be trapped in the high walls and fortified cities, passively defending against the attack of the Northern Barbarian army.

Therefore, even if the defects of the Northern Barbarian camp are placed here, the Northern Barbarians rarely suffer a big loss because of this.

Fortunately, there are always Dali generals who do not believe in evil and dare to touch the butt of the grassland tiger of the Northern Barbarian.

For example, Zhang Chu......

The sea of fire turned the Northern Barbarian camp into a human purgatory.

The frightened war horse broke free of the reins and rushed frantically left and right in the camp, trampling to death countless northern barbarian soldiers.

The Northern Barbarian soldiers who were ignited by the flames also rushed left and right frantically, igniting more Northern Barbarian soldiers.

There are also 3,000 generals in the North Battalion.

Rounded to zero.

Under the leadership of the eight-grade centurions, they frantically harvested the lives of the Northern Barbarian soldiers.

In the bloody air that rushed to the sky.

Mixed with the pungent aroma of barbecue......

It would have been disgusting.

But in the hearts of the brothers in Jiangbeiying, this is the most pleasant taste in the world!

The smell of revenge......

......

Zhang Chu casually found a war horse and frantically slaughtered every Northern Barbarian soldier he saw with the naked eye.

Wu Laojiu followed the golden sword qi and roared in a hurry: "Alliance leader, alliance leader, the Northern Barbarian army in the east has been killed!"

When Zhang Chu heard this, he immediately had enough true qi, and shouted at the sky: "Retreat!"

He turned his horse's head and rushed towards the exit of the barracks, swinging his sword to extinguish the flames along the way.

"Retreat!"

"Retreat!"

Hearing Zhang Chu's loud shouting, the brothers in Jiangbeiying shouted one after another.

The neat sound of "retreat" quickly suppressed the sound of "Ula" one after another.

The three thousand brothers in Beiying, who had been divided into pieces, quickly gathered into a torrent and rushed behind Zhang Chu towards the exit of the camp.

Seeing this, how did the northern barbarians in the camp not know that the Great Departure was going to run?

They rushed up with "Ula", red eyes, brandishing scimitars, scattered and scattered.

Intercept!

Pursuit!

But it's just a sheep in the mouth of a tiger.

Quickly annihilated in the torrent.

Zhang Chu hated the northern barbarians to the bone.

But he never dared to underestimate the ruthlessness of the northern barbarians.

So he has been interestingly dispersing the Northern Barbarian soldiers who have gathered together and tried to fight back.

War is about the Basic Law!

It's definitely not who is more ruthless and braver, who can definitely win!

There are probably more Northern Barbarian soldiers alive in this big camp than there are 3,000 people in the North Camp!

But how can a plate of loose sand stop the torrent of unity?

Under the leadership of Zhang Chu, the Beiying smoothly rushed out of the Beiban camp and rushed towards Shuangliu County.

After running for two or three miles, Zhang Chu heard a thunderous sound of horses' hooves from behind.

Zhang Chu listened to the sound of horses' hooves, and speculated that there were 20,000 people in the Northern Barbarian reinforcements!

"Don't engage in battle!"

A thought popped up in his mind, and he immediately shouted, "Brothers, work hard, have fragrant meals and hot soup at home, and wait for the big ones to come home and rest!"

This is the first battle to move the North Camp north!

Hit the momentum!

Just give them a little time to settle down, and they'll be stronger!

The brothers in Jiangbeiying, who had become sluggish because of the subsidence of adrenaline, were all refreshed when they heard this, laughing and shouting loudly.

"Hahaha!"

"The hall master is wise!"

"The alliance leader is mighty!"

Three thousand people came.

I don't know how many people will be when I return.

But Zhang Chu listened to the sound of horses' hooves and found that there were at least three or four thousand more horses in the team.

These iron Hanhan, when they kill people, they don't forget to rob horses......

When I came, I jumped over ten miles.

When I returned, ten miles of land had become extraordinarily long.

The sound of horses' hooves in the rear was getting closer.

The northern barbarian reinforcements did not enter the camp and chased after them.

Zhang Chu listened to the sound of horses' hooves getting closer and closer, and shouted anxiously: "Hurry, faster, don't pity the horsepower, change it if you die!"

When the brothers in the northern camp heard this, they also frantically whipped the healthy horses under their crotches.

Fast!

Faster!

As long as you enter Shuangliu County, you will be safe!

The Northern Barbarian reinforcements came in a hurry, and they definitely didn't carry siege equipment!

And in Shuangliu County, there are still 20,000 or 30,000 of their own brothers waiting to be dying!

They really dare to chase Shuangliu County and kill his mother directly with their backhands!

They galloped desperately.

But on equestrianism.

On horsepower.

How can the 3,000 brothers who have just fought in the North Camp compare to the new force of the Northern Barbarians growing on horseback?

Shuangliu County is still in sight.

And the Northern Barbarian reinforcements are close at hand.

The bloodthirsty sound of "Ula" has clearly reached the ears of the brothers in Jiangbeiying.

"That's not going to work. ”

Zhang Chuxin said: "If you go on like this, even if you can rush to Shuangliu County before the Northern Barbarian reinforcements catch up, you won't be able to enter the city!"

Walls, gates.

It is the last line of defense against the Northern Barbarian cavalry in Shuangliu County.

If you let the Northern Barbarian cavalry enter the city.

Even if you can win......

There will be heavy casualties!

"Da Liu, lead the brothers into the city, I will break off!"

After that, Zhang Chu didn't wait for him to answer, and turned the horse's head and ran towards the side of the road.

Da Liu was shocked and exclaimed: "Master Chu......"

"Phew. ”

Zhang Chu reined in the horse's head and quietly watched as Beiying swept past him.

Then, he turned his horse's head and stared blankly at the incoming Northern Barbarian reinforcements.

He took a deep breath to calm his frantically beating heart.

"Hoo ......"

He slowly exhaled the exhaust gas in his chest and slowly pulled out the purple dragon knife,

20,000 Northern Barbarian troops?

Come on!