It is Feng Chong's long-cherished wish to make contributions.

The sentence "Guogong promised" made Feng Chong feel like a pie in the sky, and he couldn't help but be overjoyed. He immediately said to Wang Gui: "General Wang." Go back and tell the king. If you can't slaughter Jin Xuanyun, you will behead me. ”

Temper aside, Feng Chong's arrogance was appreciated by Wang Gui. He simply nodded and said, "Okay." ”

Forthwith. Wang Gui put on his helmet and went back with his own horseman. Feng Chong gathered his soldiers and horses, draped them neatly, picked up the Zhangba big knife, turned over his horse, and led his troops there.

Han army guard barracks, in front of the camp gate.

Wu Nian and Wei Wei were all dressed in armor and stood on the camp gate. Wait and see the cavalry of Jin Xuanyun in front.

The "gold" word flag flies in the wind. All around were heavily armored cavalry, horses, and strong men, and the aura of slaughter soared into the sky.

This kind of challenge.

Wu Nian did not make conspiracy and tricks, and he was very disciplined. sent someone to tell Jin Xuanyun that he promised to fight. also told Jin Xuanyun that the general was Feng Chong, and the soldiers and horses were also heavy cavalry thousand households.

Frank and swaying.

Now that the weather is hot, Jin Xuanyun brought a waterwheel. Although the cavalry wore armor, they took off their helmets and scattered around the watermill to drink, and the formation was scattered.

Wu Nian did not take the opportunity to sneak attack.

Of course, the sneak attack won't have a great effect. Although Jin Xuanyun's formation was scattered, if he sneaked attacked, Jin Xuanyun could lead his troops to escape.

Useless.

and ruined reputation.

All in all. This is a dignified battle of generals.

The wind is not strong. Despite the umbrella cover for shade, it was stuffy in armor. Wei Xiangxiang was drenched in sweat, her red lips were biting, and she looked a little unhappy.

"Is it because I didn't let you fight?" Wu Nian turned his head and asked.

"There are also cavalry in our army." Wei Yu was not polite, and said with a bow.

"You're an infantryman. Although there were a thousand cavalry, half of them were heavily armored and half of them were light horses. It is not the opponent of all Jin Xuanyun's heavy armored cavalry. Besides. Commanding the cavalry, Feng Chong is a professional. ”

Wu Nian laughed, waved his hand to let the guards around him go down, and then squeezed the guard's small hand.

Generals have the heart to win.

But under the handshake of the lover, there was nothing. Wei Xiafei's cheeks were thin, and she wanted to withdraw her little hand.

Although the guards went down, they could still be seen from below.

It's embarrassing.

But Wu Nian didn't let it, and grabbed Wei Xiang's little hand tightly. Her strength was not as strong as Wu Nian, and she didn't insist so much, so she gave up and let him hold it.

But in addition to being shy, she also felt happy.

What woman doesn't like to be held by her lover?

If you don't like to be held in a small hand, then you don't like him.

That's when it happened.

Voices of horses' hooves rolled. Wu Nian let go of Wei Xiang's little hand and looked in the direction where the voice came from.

Wang Gui came back, went to the camp gate, and after saluting, he told Wu Nian about Feng Chong's lofty words.

Wu Nian said with a smile: "If he can't kill Jin Xuanyun, the widow will behead him?" This kid's cowhide shook the sky, if he can't do it, see how he ends. ”

Wei Yu thought for a moment, and did not open his mouth to fall into the well.

Wang Gui also laughed.

It didn't take long for Feng Chong to lead a thousand groups of iron horsemen. The sound of hooves shook the sky, and the sound of iron pieces on the armor colliding made a crisp sound.

The army stopped in front of the camp gate in a uniform manner, and the general Feng Chong turned over and dismounted, bowed on one knee and said, "King." The minister slaughtered Jin Xuanyun for the king. ”

"Drumming."

Wu Nian nodded and ordered loudly.

"Yes." Wang Gui answered and went down to give the order in person.

"Knock !!!!!" A moment later. The drums vibrate, and a strong drummer sweats like rain to beat the cowhide drum.

Feng Chong turned over his horse and raised his broadsword to line up the cavalry.

"Gold" under the banner. Jin Xuanyun sat on the small bench, drinking water and waiting.

This time it was a necessary temptation.

It was also Jin Xuanyun who took the initiative to ask for help, wanting to try it with his own body. Whether the Han army is really strong.

He has never fought with the Han army, and he has always been suspicious of the Han army's arrogance.

"General Feng Chong? I heard that it was a mallet that didn't fit with everyone. Jin Xuanyun said secretly in his heart.

Feng Chong's name shocked the enemy country, and the stench also spread throughout the enemy country.

At this moment, Feng Chong led the iron cavalry to appear. Jin Xuanyun didn't dare to slack off, and immediately shouted, asked the cavalry to put on his helmet, turned over his horse, and also put on a formation.

He himself picked up his horse lance and rode the horse in high spirits.

As soon as Jin Xuanyun put out the formation, Feng Chong raised his Zhangba Great Sword and shouted.

"Brothers. Today is either Jin Xuanyun dies or I die. There is no third way to go. Kill!!!!!! Feng Chong held the big knife in his right hand, his feet between the horse's belly, and when the words fell, he was like a flying sword, and he took the lead in killing it.

Rush into battle, do not avoid hardships and dangers.

General Feng Chong is also.

"Kill !!!!!!!!!!" The heavy armored cavalry of the thousand households, without any hesitation, roared loudly, held spears, harnessed their war horses, and charged.

"!!!" Jin Xuanyun's eyes showed a gleam, and he raised his horse lance without hesitation, and also led the heavy armored cavalry to meet him.

Both sides were heavily armored heavy cavalry, armed with spears. Without a bow.

It is like a herd of strong wild boars, spreading joy in the fields and going on a rampage. All of a sudden, they collided together.

For a time, people turned on their backs.

The cavalry in the front row was said to have been stabbed down. It's better to fall because of the collision. War horses collide with war horses, and there are countless brains juxtaposed.

The soldiers on the horse, the horse stumbled, fell to the ground, or fell to his death. The wounded, lost their spears, drew the steel knife at their waists, or defended themselves or killed the enemy.

As rows of cavalry fell, the remaining cavalry crossed over and began a melee.

"Kill !!!!" The Han army iron cavalry and the Meng Yuan iron cavalry, looking at each other as if they were facing a mortal enemy, grabbed their spears without hesitation and stabbed each other.

The soldiers who fell off their horses also slashed at each other.

The battle between the Iron Cavalry and the Iron Cavalry is not fancy. There is only the iron blood of the fist to the flesh, and only the law of the forest where the strong are respected.

"I'm General Feng Chong. Come on, come on. Kill me. Feng Chong was extremely excited, brandishing the eight big knives in his hand, shouting his name, crazy and boundless.

Over the years, Wu Nian has won successive battles, but his cavalry has been in "pension mode" all day long, and he has not fought a few decent wars.

Not to mention the dukedom of the country, it is a hearty battle. He's happy, too.

Feng Chong seemed to be a wild horse on the loose, and people turned on their backs wherever they passed.

But soon, Feng Chong was stopped. He looked up at the man who was fighting against him, in gold armor and embroidered robes, and he was very powerful.

"Feng Chong, don't be complacent. Look at me, Jin Xuanyun slaughtered you. The general in the golden armor embroidered robe, holding a horse lance, said Sen Ran.

"It's good to come." Feng Chong was overjoyed and looked at Jin Xuanyun's head, his eyes shining. It's like looking at the dukedom of the country, beckoning to yourself.

This is a living feat.

Chopped.