There is a tiger in his heart, and he moves like a god of war.

Wu Nian, who is like an evil ghost, makes people on both sides feel terrified.

"This guy. This body is murderous, this body is capable of action, this is brave. It turned out to be just a small flag?!!!! ”

Zhang Ningding is a well-informed person who walks the rivers and lakes. He has seen many ruthless characters, and he has also seen Meng Yuanren.

But even among the Meng Yuan people he had seen, there was no one with murderous aura, which was comparable to Wu Nian.

Where is this person, it is clearly a vicious tiger.

Before that, Zhang Ningding looked down on Wu Nian. A small flag dares to be the enemy of half of the side? It's really ants biting elephants, laughing to death.

But when Zhang Ningding saw Wu Nian who had turned into a ghost, he felt that such a person was just a small flag, how incredible it was.

In this Liaodong territory, how many people can be like Wu Nian?

I'm afraid that there are not many powerful Mengyuan generals, similar to Wu Nian.

Zhang Ning must be like this, not to mention the soldiers under his command. It is true that they are elite, and their combat effectiveness is even stronger than that of ordinary hundred-household soldiers.

But they are militiamen after all, and they haven't really been on the battlefield.

Death.

It was so imminent.

Kill the gods.

It's right in front of our eyes.

Fear fills their minds. Although he holds a knife and a gun, what is the difference between it and a paper tiger.

The enemy was stunned.

His own people are not far behind.

Zhang Jin opened his mouth wide, looked at Wu Nian's actions, and felt the courage, determination, and murderous aura exuded by this man.

He also had four lives under his command, and he killed no less than Wu Nian.

He also once watched Wu Nian make a move, and felt that Wu Nian was inferior to himself.

But when he saw the current Wu Nian, he found that he was wrong. War is not a contest of arms, but a killing of people.

There is a tiger in the heart, and it is invincible.

The two of them really killed, I'm afraid he may not be Wu Nian's opponent.

Zhang Jin was stunned for a while before he let out a loud laugh. strode up and followed, "Kill it." ”

Zhang Jin was stunned, not to mention Tie Niu and them.

Words can't describe their mood anymore. At this moment, they were willing to kneel down and bow to Wu Nian. This is simply the god of war.

Our generals.

Following such a general, even if he dies here, he is willing and has no regrets.

"Up, !!" The Iron Bull let out a roar of rage, his beard was spread out, and he waved the steel knife in his hand, and followed closely behind, pounced on the seventy men.

The other three pounced without hesitation.

This moment.

It's the real war.

Win or lose.

The next moment, it will be revealed.

Zhang Ningding is not a wine bag and rice bag in the end, he knows that this is a critical moment, if he can't stand it. Then they could be defeated.

Before this, Zhang Ningding had never thought of this possibility.

A hundred people against eight people, how can they lose?

Are you kidding. Only Mengyuan people can do it.

But Wu Nian did it.

Zhang Ningding's mood was depressed to the extreme, and he deeply felt the possibility of failure.

"Stop them. There were only six of them. Three people fight one, and we can win. Zhang Ningding waved the steel knife in his hand and roared.

But he didn't pounce. He was not confident that he would win. If he dies first, then the army will collapse.

Zhang Ningding was right.

There are seventy of them, even if it is three people for one person, then Wu Nian and the others can be wiped out.

But.

Of course, those who survived were happy, but what about those who died?

Who wants to be one of the eighteen dead men?

No one wants to.

When Zhang Ningding finished shouting, his pupils shrank. He didn't see the soldiers boiling with fighting spirit, and rushed forward with a roar.

Instead, I saw that most people subconsciously took a step back.

"Oops!!!" Zhang Ningding's heart suddenly sank to the bottom.

At this moment, Wu Nian had already rushed over. The steel knife in his hand was stained with blood, and the blood was shining in the sky. His bloody eyes, staring at the crowd in front of him, finally landed on a spearman who was about thirty years old and had a very strong national face.

The rest of the people were relieved and subconsciously let go.

The spearman was so frightened that he forgot to act.

"Poof."

The steel knife in Wu Nian's hand pierced the spearman's chest. The white tip of the knife stabbed out from the back and quickly turned red.

"Borrow your spear." Wu Nian raised his head and said coldly to the spearman who still had a breath, and then with a pair of hands, he borrowed the spear from the spearman's hand. He didn't turn his head, just looked ahead, looking at Zhang Ningding on horseback.

And the hands have already gone with their hearts, stabbing to the left.

One of the knife soldiers tried to dodge, but couldn't, and was stabbed in the right arm, letting out a scream.

"Kill !!!" Wu Nian withdrew his spear, let out a roar, and killed Zhang Ningding.

"Help Lord Xiaoqi."

Zhang Jin, Tie Niu and the other five knew that the war had reached a critical moment. If Wu Nian can take the head of the enemy chieftain, then they will win.

Otherwise, they are defeated.

But the soldiers under Zhang Ningding's command are not all wine bags and rice bags. Especially those three armored cavalrymen.

"It's all a bunch of rubbish." An armored cavalryman took the spear from the hand of a spearman, clamped the horse's belly with his feet, and the black war horse was in pain, carrying the cavalry like an arrow to Zhang Jin.

"Huh!" The sharp spear, with the help of the power of the unity of men and horses, is amazing.

Zhang Jin held a steel knife in his hand, fought on foot, and did not fight hard with the other party. He dodged the spear with one dodge, and then a donkey rolled and cut off the left front leg of the warhorse.

The war horse opened its mouth and let out a neighing full of pain, but the cavalry on the horse was not in much trouble, fell from the horse, stood firm, abandoned the spear, drew the steel knife at his waist, and slashed at Zhang Jin.

The other two armored cavalry also rushed towards the three Iron Bulls. With their actions, the soldiers' fighting spirit was awakened, and they roared in unison and rushed towards Wu Nian and the others.

But at this time, Wu Nian and Zhang Ning had a face-to-face time.

Zhang Ningding was not afraid.

Since it's inevitable, let's fight.

He clamped the horse's belly with both feet, and drove the jujube red horse towards Wu Nian. Lie tightly on the horse's back with your upper body, trying not to show your body.

Holding a steel knife in his right hand, he aimed it at Wu Nian.

This moment.

Wu Nian is not facing idle people. It is a warrior who walked the rivers and lakes in his early years and experienced many ups and downs.

He is good at riding and can skillfully play with knives.

Of course, he is also a brave man.

This is also the will of the general.

Winner wins-all.

Loser, lose.

Wu Nian took a deep breath and filled his lungs with oxygen. His eyes were brighter than the stars in the sky, and he raised the spear in his hand, then opened his mouth, exhaled like thunder, and shouted, "Come on." ”

With a broken drink, the wind and clouds changed color.