The general inevitably died before the battle.

On the battlefield, being shot by an arrow is commonplace.

But the darkness still affected the guards after all. She was shot by a cold arrow in the arm, which was not protected by armor, but it was the first time.

Pain.

Although injuries are commonplace, this time it was particularly painful. And if the arm is injured, it will affect the use of the horse.

And the opponent is a 10,000-strong enemy of Wan Yanxian's level.

Anxiety flashed in Wei's eyes, not for himself, but for this war.

"Kill !!!" Wei Xian didn't flinch, and he couldn't retreat, he endured the pain, snorted, raised the horse lance, and resisted Yan Xian's attack.

But Wan Yanxian, who was able to deal with it with ease just now, was incomparably powerful at this time. The horse lance in Wei Xiang's hand, every time it collided with Wan Yanxian's black iron treasure knife, the expression on his face was painful. The wound on her left arm, which continued to bleed her.

Soon, the blood she shed dyed her red clothes even more bright red.

And her face was as white as paper.

"The general is wounded. Help her. The soldiers soon discovered Wei Xiang's condition, and their hearts shook violently, as if the sky had fallen, and then they went crazy, rushing to Wan Yan Xian, trying to help Wei Xiang.

"Quick. Stop these guys. Create an opportunity for the general to slaughter the princess of Zhou. Wan Yanxian's personal soldiers, as if they had been beaten with chicken blood, rushed to wield their blades, fought against their bodies with their bodies, and stopped Wei Xiang's personal soldiers.

Wan Yanxian's eyes were nothing else, only Wei Xiang. As time passed, he became more relaxed and aggressive.

A smile appeared in his eyes, and he secretly said in his heart: "Luck is also a kind of strength. Appoint. I will take your head back to the camp to show my exploits. ”

He couldn't help but boil his blood.

How dazzling is the head of a general like Wei Xiang.

At this critical moment. A tiger roar sounded.

"Hugh wounded my general."

It's Wei Poyu.

As a pro-soldier, although he charged into battle and got carried away, he did not go too far. When he learned that his aunt was injured, he came to the rescue.

He looked at the aunt who raised him, her face was as white as paper, she was anxious and angry, and the tiger roared and stabbed at Wan Yanxian.

"Bad me, good !!!" Wanyan's eyelids trembled, and he looked at Wei Poyu resentfully, obviously it was a little bit, it was almost there.

can slaughter the princess of Zhou.

Just a little bit, the boiled duck flew.

This damn bastard.

"Kill !!!" Wan Yanxian withdrew the black iron broadsword and intercepted the horse lance that stabbed at Wei Poyu. The weapons of both sides collided in the air, making a dull sound.

The force of the shock is very strong.

Both sides quickly came to the conclusion that they were really strong enemies.

"Slaughter your !!!!!!" Wan Yan showed resentment in his heart, and was jealous of Wei Poyu's arrogance, gave birth to a destroying seedling, and shouted with the heart of preventing future troubles, and used the black iron treasure knife to attack Wei Poyu fiercely.

Wei Polu is young and inexperienced. Under Wan Yanxian's attack, he was suddenly in a hurry, and his face turned the color of pig liver.

Seriously, he was a little panicked.

Is this Mengyuan Wanhu?

Compared to him, I was too tender.

The more panicked, the easier it is to make mistakes. Within a few rounds of the battle between the two, Wei Poyu was already in danger.

But it was also with his help that Wei Xiang escaped from the tiger's mouth. She asked her own soldiers to help her break the arrow, leaving the arrow behind, and she would deal with it when she returned.

There was no need to fight, the rate of bleeding slowed down. Her face had regained a little of blood, but it was still pale, very pale. The lack of blood caused her consciousness to gradually blur. But she didn't dare to fall asleep, this was the battlefield.

And broken.

Wei Xiang bit the tip of her tongue, and the severe pain made her quickly wake up. looked up at the battle between Wei Poyu and Wan Yanxian.

After judging the situation, she immediately shouted, "Don't look ahead. A manly man, just dead. ”

"I'm not afraid of death, I'm afraid of what he does."

"Risking your life and pulling him off the horse. When I saw your father and ancestors, I also had a glorious face. ”

After the death of a person.

Whether there is consciousness or not.

That's only God knows.

But the ancestors really existed, and the family style did exist. With the encouragement of his aunt, Wei Poyu immediately abandoned all distracting thoughts and concentrated on fighting Wanyan Xian.

Kill him, kill him at all costs.

I am a descendant of the Wei family.

I am a descendant of the Wei family.

Wei Xiang watched from the sidelines, both relieved and proud. He is worthy of the breed of my Wei family, and he is also my best nephew.

A natural general.

Just give him time, just give him experience.

It is the general of the Han Kingdom, brave and unparalleled.

Wei Yu knew that Wei Poyu would be fine, so he relieved himself, rode his horse and retreated to the rear, and under the protection of the heavy Han army, he commanded the army and fought against the Mengyuan army.

Just as Wei Xiang expected.

Wei Poyu is still very immature in front of a general like Wan Yanxian. But he was like a sponge, quickly absorbing experience.

It is another newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers and dares to pull Wanhu off the horse.

Energetic and unfathomably physically strong.

Wan Yanxian gradually felt that if he wanted to slaughter this seedling for a while, he was afraid that it would be impossible. And the upper hand of the Han army gradually became obvious.

"I lost a great opportunity." Wan Yanxian almost crushed his teeth, shouted angrily, forced Wei Poyu away with a knife, and ordered: "Fight and retreat." Withdraw troops. ”

Wu Canglong and Jin Ruiyun couldn't take down their opponents, and they also found that their army couldn't win, so they also had the intention of retreating.

With Wan Yanxian's order, the two immediately launched a fierce offensive, forced away their respective opponents, led the army, and fought and retreated.

"Don't pursue. Beware of the ambush. Seeing this, Wei Xiang's little face smiled, after all, we won. Then her face sank and she screamed.

As Wei Xiang's order was conveyed, the officers of the Han army, such as Qianhu and Baihu, who were about to start the pursuit, suddenly pressed down like a mountain of military orders, and did not dare to move.

Zhao Yanting and Zhao Mancheng simply restrained the soldiers and did the aftermath work.

While treating the wounded soldiers, the Han army also mended the wounded soldiers of Meng Yuan. Part of the Han army stood on the periphery as a vigilance force.

Wei Poyu stayed for a long time, reminiscing about the confrontation between himself and the general of Wanhu. A face covered with red tides, excited as if it was a child. But soon, he remembered his aunt. Hurriedly pulled the horse to Wei Xiang's side and asked, "General, are you seriously injured?" ”

He was in a hurry, and tears welled up in the corners of his eyes.

Wei Yu rode firmly on the horse, looked at Wei Poyu and shook his head lightly, "It's okay." Only minor injuries. ”

But in her heart, she was very worried.

The injury must have been severe.

Even if the wound that is lucky doesn't get infected after that, I'm afraid it won't be useful.

It's a decisive battle.

Damn it.