Xiang Yan stretched out his left hand, pulled Zhu Jiuzhen to the horse, and sat in his arms. At this time, the nearby Yuan soldiers had already reacted, and they all accelerated their horses and rushed towards Yanwei. Xiang Yan sat on the back of the war horse ridden by the two of them, the speed was slow, and they were soon chased by the Yuan soldiers. A Yuan soldier stabbed at Yan with a gun, shot Yan backhanded, and the latter came first, stabbing the Yuan soldier to death.

Xiang Yan sighed secretly in his heart: "The 'Yang family's marksmanship' is powerful in the world, and the 'return to the horse gun' is the killer feature in the 'Yang family's marksmanship'. Every time the Yang family general uses the 'Hui Horse Gun', it is used to deal with a fierce general of equal strength. If Yang Nianxi knew that I used the 'return horse pistol' she taught me to deal with an ordinary Yuan soldier who did not enter the stream, it is estimated that he would only be able to shake his head and smile bitterly! ”

Xiang Yan used the "return horse gun" to kill five Yuan soldiers in a row, and the remaining Yuan soldiers learned a lesson, and the Yuan soldiers in the rear slowed down their horses and kept a distance not far from Xiang Yan. The soldiers on both wings stiffened their horses, crossed the war horses that Xiang Yan sat down, and prepared to surround Xiang Yan.

Xiang Yan looked up, only to see that Wu Qingying had fled far away, and Zhou Zhiruo was wandering beside the Yuan soldiers, attracting forty or fifty Yuan soldiers to surround her, and the remaining more than one hundred Yuan soldiers were all coming towards Xiang Yanhe. Xiang Yan thought in his heart that he probably couldn't break out of the encirclement circle of the Yuan soldiers, and his anger surged: "Since you can't escape, let's have a good fight!" 'Yang Family Gun' is powerful in the world, and it will not insult the name of 'Yang Family Gun'. ”

Xiang Yan started the "Breath Gathering Gong", his mood gradually calmed down, and he entered a state of breath without sorrow and joy, and rushed forward. Two Yuan soldiers rushed to Xiang Yan and stabbed at Zhu Jiuzhen in Yan's arms. Xiang Yan held a gun in his right hand and a sword in his left hand, first used his long sword to stand up to the two spears stabbed by the opposite side, and then swung the spear to stab the Yuan soldier on the right. When the two horses intersected, Xiang Yan swung his sword and cut off the head of the Yuan soldier on the left.

Another Yuan soldier rushed towards Yan, slapped his horse to meet Yan, the two guns intersected, and with a "snap" sound, the two guns were broken together, Xiang Yan's right hand was numb, and the gun in his hand was almost unable to hold his hand. Xiang Yan was taken aback in his heart: "This person has so much strength. The two horses continued to move forward, and Xiang Yan stabbed the Yuan soldier to death with a backhand, secretly glad in his heart: "Although this man is strong, his reaction speed is not fast, and fortunately I have an extra weapon." ”

Two more Yuan soldiers rushed towards Yan, and the two guns stabbed at Zhu Jiuzhen in Yan's arms, one after the other. Xiang Yan thought: "Is this bullying me for missing a weapon, and one sword can't stop two robbers?" Xiang Yan first used his long sword to separate the spear stabbed in front of him, then let go of the handle of the spear in his hand, grabbed the spear head stabbed from behind, and raised his arms to regain it.

Xiang Yan was originally thin and short, but since practicing the "Dragon Yin Iron Cloth Shirt", his strength has increased day by day. This time, he successfully snatched the spear from the hand of the Yuan soldier, and with two "bangs" and "bangs", he smashed the spear heavily on the heads of the two Yuan soldiers, and smashed the two Yuan soldiers to pieces. When the rest of the Yuan soldiers saw that Xiang Yan had killed five people in a row, they were all frightened, and they cowered and did not dare to move forward. One of the people in the crowd muttered something for a while, and the Yuan soldiers gritted their teeth and rushed towards Yan.

Xiang Yan rushed left and right in the Yuan soldier array, dozens of spears stabbed at Xiang Yan, Xiang Yan desperately blocked, and those who couldn't be blocked tried to avoid the vital point. However, those Yuan soldiers did not take any advantage, and Xiang Yan was unstoppable, and they had killed dozens of Yuan soldiers in a row. It's just that those Yuan soldiers were clearly very afraid of Xiang Yan, but none of them retreated, and still mustered up the courage to launch a suicidal charge at Zhang Zhen.

Xiang Yan was very puzzled in his heart: "What kind of hatred does this group of Yuan soldiers have with me?" I will not give up until I am killed. Doesn't it say in the war book that as long as a force suffers more than 30% casualties, there is a risk of collapse? I've obviously killed nearly fifty percent of the Yuan soldiers, why haven't these Yuan soldiers retreated? ”

Xiang Yan fought a bloody battle with the Yuan soldiers, and was injured in more than ten places. Fortunately, Xiang Yan's "Breath Gathering Gong" is well practiced, and he has a keen sense of danger and avoids the vital points; The "Longyin Iron Cloth Shirt" is also quite rooted, and the wound is not deep in the flesh, so it is not serious.

Xiang Yan joined forces with Zhou Zhiruo and finally eliminated the last Yuan soldier. After eliminating the Yuan soldiers, Xiang Yan hurriedly lifted the state of rest, and secretly rejoiced: "It's so dangerous!" If there are more than a dozen more Yuan soldiers, and one more pillar of incense, I will die. After the battle, the "Gathering Breath Gong" began to regurgitate, and Xiang Yan's head began to ache faintly. After a pillar of incense, the backlash intensified, and Xiang Yan would probably faint from the pain, and then he would die without a place to be buried.

Xiang Yan rode towards Zhou Zhiruo and said, "I didn't expect this group of Yuan soldiers to fight to the last person, and no one escaped. A group of scattered Yuan soldiers all have such a will to fight, how did Senior Brother Ming capture Sichuan? Zhou Zhiruo said: "It shouldn't be that all Yuan soldiers are so capable of fighting!" His face changed again, and he said, "Senior Sister Zhu!" Senior brother, let's see how Senior Sister Zhu's injuries are. ”

Xiang Yan lowered his head and looked at Zhu Jiuzhen in his arms, Zhu Jiuzhen had already passed out, and he regretted it in his heart: "I was only concerned about fighting with the Yuan soldiers just now, and I actually forgot to pay attention to Zhu Jiuzhen's situation." ”