When two tigers fight, there is always an injury.

Lin Feihu is bent on capturing the thief and the king, but Ma Ruhu is in the bitter cold land of the northwest, facing the strong wind and blowing the yellow sand to polish the man, in this army of 10,000 people, killing in and out, it is really an ordinary thing.

Click!

With a crisp sound, one of the generals who rushed to the front snapped his spear as soon as he closed it. Then, in the midst of consternation, Ma Ruhu grabbed his neck between the two horses, and with another "click", he broke his neck and threw off the horse.

"Shoot me!"

Although Lin Feihu was instantly shocked, how could he easily retreat at this time, and the spear stabbed out quickly.

"What can I do!"

Ma Ruhu's riding skills were exquisite, and he suddenly fell backwards and dodged.

As he spoke, he swung his long knife sideways and cut off the leg of another general who wanted to wrap up.

The so-called "shoot the man first shoot the horse", as soon as the horse's leg is broken, the general is also caught off guard, the knife in his hand is of course thrown out, and the person is also stunned, and his eyes are full of gold stars.

"Come and don't go, it's indecent!"

Ma Ruhu sat up straight suddenly, split Huashan with one move, and slashed at Lin Feihu head-on.

How dare Lin Feihu fight hard?

In an instant, Ma Ruhu let his generals die and be injured, not only his divine power is amazing, but his kung fu is amazing, which is really beyond the reach of his own naval generals.

Hurriedly, he panicked and ducked.

It's just that this can be dodged with one knife, how can it be dodged with two knives?

Call!

Ma Ruhu's second knife came in a row, and at this time, Lin Feihu was injured if he didn't die.

"Hugh my general!"

In the oblique stab, there was finally a decent general who came over and set it up.

Lin Feihu was able to gain vitality again, and now, he was really broken, and he no longer dared to do anything, he clamped the horse's belly, and was anxious to leave, so he had to beg his grandfather to worship his grandmother to make him really like a flying tiger, so he could escape.

Ma Ruhu refused to let him escape, and before he was in Sanhe, he cut the general off the horse with a knife. Then, with a rein, the horse lifted the reins and chased after Lin Feihu, who had already run a hundred steps away.

At this time, the Northern Army in the melee caught a glimpse of Lin Feihu escaping, and immediately panicked, and no longer had the heart to fight. The situation that was originally a slight stalemate suddenly took a turn for the better.

In less than half a pillar of incense, a large number of northern troops threw their weapons in hulala.

"I'll wait, it's down!"

This made the sergeants in the bitter battle breathe a sigh of relief, why bother so much earlier?

At this point in this battle, more than half of the Ma Jiajun was lost, and the northern army was killed except for more than 5,000 soldiers.

And Ma Ruhu is still chasing Lin Feihu to the death.

"Guts rats, stop grandpa!"

Ma Ruhu raised his knife and drank violently, but Lin Feihu took the lead step by step. Between the two, there is always a distance of one hundred and ten paces.

Ma Ruhu wanted to take the bow and shoot angrily, but he considered that the distance was too far, and he was not accurate enough on the horse, so he had to slam the horse's belly and chase after him.

Drive, drive!

Lin Feihu urged the horse to hurry away, hoping that the enemy general behind him would be able to stumble.

Not good!

Suddenly, Lin Feihu saw a hundred meters away, a team of people and horses were coming this way, and their flags were clearly embroidered with the word "English".

Could it be that the enemy army has crossed the river?

Lin Feihu secretly said that it was not good, and he wanted to turn back, but there was no way out. Gritting his teeth, he jerked his whip to the left.

This scene did not escape Gui Yunzheng, Xu Lang and He Huairen, who were driving the troops forward.

"King Ying, it seems that there is an enemy about to flee, look at the one chasing after him, isn't it General Ma?"

Xu Lang glanced at it, and he could vaguely see the vigorous figure of Ma Ruhu rushing over.

"Haha, junior brother, this time, you have to let senior brother have a good time!"

As he spoke, Gui Yunzheng was like an arrow from the string, lifted his spear, and ran towards Lin Feihu.