When Wu Nian first killed through the south, and then through the east.

Of the more than 9,000 Mengyuan soldiers in the camp, 3,000 have been killed or wounded. Now there are still the remaining Mengyuan soldiers, squeezed in the northwest direction.

They still have an advantage in numbers, and they are twice as many as Wu Nianjun.

But their courage was broken, and their souls were like the remnants of the wind, and they were frightened and had no heart to fight.

"Really strong, really strong. Wu Nian can compete with our ten thousand households, not blown. Li Guanyun trembled, looking at the man in front of him who looked like a god and demon in fear, and his words were trembling.

"Damn Wu Nian. Why is he here? What about our 10,000 households? Our four thousand households are surrounding Yingqing Mansion, why is he here? ”

Liu Fuguang's face was very ugly, and he couldn't suppress the fear in his heart, and complained about his ten thousand households.

"I can't help it. The situation on the battlefield is changing rapidly, and it is not unusual for anything to happen. Liu Shanyang was a little calmer than them, but he was only calm on the surface. He looked at the blood-stained man in front of him, and he couldn't stop the urge to prostrate on the ground and prostrate.

Warlords have ranks.

Although the commander of Meng Yuan belongs to the sequence of Meng Yuan's generals, he is nothing to tens of thousands of households.

If he goes up, I'm afraid he can only accept Wu Nian's three moves at most.

But.

"This is the end of it. It's useless to think of anything else. In this barracks, we can't escape. Fight with them. ”

Liu Shanyang summoned all the courage in his heart, raised the horse lance in his hand, and shouted: "Kill !!!! ”

"Kill !!!"

The rest of the Mengyuan soldiers were chasing ducks to the shelves, and let out a slightly unconfident roar. The soldiers who were close to the camp gate to the north and the camp gate to the west had already begun to flee.

Three carriages were secured in the middle of the procession. Inside one of the carriages. Lu Yanxun opened the car door and looked up at the god-like figure in front of him.

Looking at the mountains of corpses on this battlefield, I smelled the pungent smell of the fishy smell mixed with the smell of corpses.

His face was full of shock.

He has lived in Mengyuan since he was a child, and all he hears is how strong the Mengyuan people are, and all he sees is that the Mengyuan master is above and the Han people are slaves below.

If not for his mother telling him. He is Han Chinese. He must go back to the South. And all kinds of encouragement to him.

I'm afraid he has already been lost in the power of Meng Yuan and can't extricate himself. Then, like many Han people, he lost his backbone and groveled to the Mengyuan people.

But he didn't.

Right now.

Now.

He saw the strength of the Han people, the figure like a god and a demon, it was simply invincible.

Not only Lu Yanxun, but also his beggar friends, all looked at Wu Nian and his soldiers in amazement.

In front of Wu Nian and his soldiers, the powerful Mengyuan soldiers were like grass on the side of the road, harvested by stubble.

Lu Yanxun's heart was surging, his fists were clenched, and he blurted out: "Big husband, you should be like General Wu." ”

He understood.

Understood Wu Nian's words.

The man's husband is heavier than Mount Tai and lighter than a feather. If you choke to death while eating, fall to death while walking, and die from sleeping. It is better to die on the way to the charge.

The general inevitably died before the battle.

But there are no regrets!!

"Kill !!!!" Lu Yanxun clenched his fists, his face turned red, swept away his usual composure, and roared loudly.

"Kill !!" His beggar friends were ignorant, but when they saw that their bosses were shouting, they also waved their fists and shouted.

In the midst of this battlefield, no one is innocent, and no one is immune.

Lu Yanxun is playing a role in his own way.

Shouting and cheering is also useful.

Wu Nian heard this, glanced back at the carriage, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, and showed a warm smile.

The front is grayish.

But behind me are colorful.

"Kill !!!" Wu Nian turned his head forward, holding a horse lance, roared angrily, and once again broke into the formation of the Meng Yuan army.

"Kill !!!" Wang Qianhu led the heavy armor and heavy axe soldiers in front, and the heavy axes were like a forest, and the Mengyuan soldiers who were killed fell in pieces. The ordinary soldiers in the rear, following closely behind, reaped the lives of the Mengyuan soldiers.

"Hold on. Hold. There are a lot of us. A rout will only trample on each other and die. ”

"Fight with them, we still have a chance."

Liu Shanyang desperately commanded the soldiers, trying to gain a foothold in this violent wind and rain and stop the !!!

"Kill !!!"

"Kill !!"

Liu Fuguang, Li Guanyun and other commanders are also playing a role, desperately urging the soldiers to stabilize their positions.

But.

Mantis arm as a car!

When Wu Nian charged, and when the heavily armored and heavy axemen followed, they were invincible here.

The wind blew, and Meng Yuan's formation collapsed.

"Run. Run. I can't hold it. ”

"Run for your life."

"Get out of the way, bastard."

The soldiers in the front row of the Mengyuan soldiers fell one by one. First cut down, then trampled to death. The soldiers of the heavy armor and heavy axe soldiers ruthlessly stepped over from the bodies of the bodies.

The Mengyuan soldiers in the back row frantically turned around and headed towards the north and west camps.

The camp gate is small.

Very few people can rush out. Seeing no hope, the people behind took up arms and killed those in front.

Trample on each other, kill each other.

Once again, the scene played out.

And in this wave, only Liu Shanyang, Liu Fuguang, Li Guanyun and other Mengyuan commanders could not stand at all.

Their flag-bearers even threw away their flags. Let the banner fall to the ground and be trampled by the rebels.

And then these commanders, surrounded by the chaos, are in a mess, in a mess, and have nowhere to do it.

"Kill!"

"Kill !!!"

Wu Nian killed, killed, didn't know how many people he killed, didn't know how many people he killed, his eyes were bloody, and blood was splashed on his face.

Kill, kill. Wu Nian's front suddenly opened up, because there was no one standing anymore.

The Mengyuan soldiers either fell to the ground or ran out of the camp gate.

Corpses and wounded soldiers spread all over the barracks, and the wails of the wounded soldiers were so terrible.

Wu Nian's body was heavy, as if he hadn't slept for three days and three nights. His arms were so sore that he could barely hold the lance in his hand.

He raised the lance and stuck it in the ground. Raising his head, he glanced at the soldiers on the scene, and after taking a breath, he said loudly, "Brothers. It was we who won. ”

"And. We're going to keep winning. ”

"Yan Han.... Banzai!!!! ”

"Long live the Yanhan!!!"

The soldiers of Wu Nianjun were also very tired. But when they heard these four words and looked at them like generals like god of war.

Strength grew out of thin air in their bodies, and they raised their weapons and cheered loudly.

We never doubted.

We are never lost.

We will.

"Expelle the Tartars and recover Liaodong."

Just keep up with the general's footsteps and catch up with the general's back.

We will win!