The wind slapped on Zhang Chong's iron surface, and poured it into his eyes along the holes in the iron surface, making it sour.

He looked at the enemy army in his field of vision more and more clearly, and his heart was not shocked, and he rode his horse.

Gradually, gradually, the sound was so low that the world was so silent that only breath remained.

Time passed slowly, slowly, slowly to the point where the battlefield took on a black-and-white landscape.

Suddenly......

"...... Uproar"

"Bang ......"

Zhang Chong rode his mount like a hammer and crashed into the Han army's spear array.

Without any stagnation, without any obstacles, Zhang Chong rode alone into the Han army formation.

This collision knocked out a sound, and the noise between heaven and earth jumped out.

This collision knocked out the color, and the red, yellow, orange and green of this battlefield jumped in his eyes.

The formation of Zhang Chong's fall was a 3,000-person infantry formation co-edited by Xingju and Xu Rong. This formation, as the elite of the Standing Guard of Wuhuan, ranks among the best in the Zhenbei Army in terms of both will and armor.

But such an elite infantry battalion leader had no ability to resist under Zhang Chong's charge.

Whether it was a spear or an arrow, Zhang Chong's armor was bounced off. As for the knives and axes, they couldn't even touch Zhang Chong, because Zhang Chong's war horse was not hitting at all, but galloping like walking on the ground.

Yes, that's right, the war horses did not collide, only galloped.

The cavalry relied on horsepower to collide, but Zhang Chong directly relied on his infinite physical strength and strange power to empty all the enemies he was.

Ordinary iron soldiers are only more than two or three catties, and as for the horses, they are only three catties of lance with a wooden pole. But the horse in Zhang Chong's hand is made of real stainless steel, weighing 120 catties, which is the result of repeated beatings.

Ordinary people don't talk about fighting, they can't even lift their movements. But at this moment, Zhang Chong made this horse run like the wind, and the stainless steel horse was danced out of the afterimage, and the Han army in front of him was all smashed and flew.

Therefore, Zhang Chong's thousand-mile horse only needs to carry Zhang Chong, who weighs 300 catties, and run all the way with broken limbs.

There is no such blade, such force, in the world.

The sound of the battlefield is very loud, and nearly 100,000 people have thousands of hearts, and naturally each has its own opinion. But at this moment, the officials of the Criminal Punishment Department were like dumb, as if they couldn't speak no matter how hard they tried.

Their steps are like lead, and they cannot move any matter how they move.

Even when these people were crushed by Zhang Chong, they still couldn't say a word.

And the rest of the Han troops on the battlefield were speechless when they saw the blood rain set off in the middle road.

Blood rain is not an adjective, it is the reality that these long-time veterans have seen with their own eyes.

The old soldiers, who had long been fearless, trembled like chaff when they saw such a scene of the demon world.

In this way, on the huge battlefield, there was no sound at all.

And Lu Yu under the north slope, what he saw was such a scene, how could you let him forget it in this life?

His eyes were glazed, and he murmured:

"This power is unheard of and unseen. Who can match this person for thousands of years. ”

……

The torture is dead, and the first hero of the Wuhuan Captain's Department has come to an end.

This person is a man who is brave in the army, and he often goes out of the fortress before joining the army, and every time he hunts for a beard in exchange for a reward, it can be said that he is hated by the Xianbei people.

But more than ten years later, the torture is still alive and well, and even took more and more heroic warriors to go deep into the outside of the fortress, hungry for the meat of the northern captives, and thirsty for fresh blood.

But just such a man who couldn't help 100,000 Xianbei string control soldiers died in the Zhongren Pavilion.

Even, even, he was not directly killed by Zhang Chong.

It's just that some stones swept by Zhang Chong shot him in the face, and his head was blown up.

In other words, the torture did not have any chance to fight for his life, and when he didn't even point a knife at Zhang Chong, he died in humiliation.

After the death of the torturer, there were no soldiers to avenge him, they just withdrew from the battlefield with the corpse of the torture in tears.

They looked at the mighty man from afar, and their feelings of fear and worship were complicated in their hearts.

They know that they will not be able to take revenge for the rest of their lives.

When Zhang Chong had already rushed past the battle, Li Damu carried the apricot yellow Daxu with the armored cavalry and the ramming generals, and the cavalry rushed up.

If Zhang Chong just pierced through the Han army formation like a laser, then the commandos of the Taishan army were like iron rakes, plowing the land, leaving pools of blood in the same place.

Xingju and Xu Rong's 3,000 infantry formation collapsed with a single blow.

The collapse of an army does not require the killing of all the soldiers, or even a third of the soldiers wounded or killed in battle, and the army has already collapsed.

It's not just a matter of morale, it's that for every officer who falls, he needs two soldiers to help him move to the rear. In reality, because the sergeants were afraid of the bloody battle on the battlefield, there would even be a comical scene where a soldier was injured and Quanshi's subordinates carried him down together.

And once the soldiers retreated to the rear and tried to drive them back to their original positions, it would be extremely difficult.

But the collapse of the Criminal Prosecution Department is not like this, this department is really too heavy to suffer, and no one can fight.

After being charged by a cavalry group equal to their total strength, there was no longer a single person left on the battlefield to stand.

……

Under the apricot and yellow big curtain, Li Damu carried the big cursor with both hands, staring at the king in front of him.

He shouted at Dian Wei, who was still killing on the side:

"Awe, this won't work. The king rushed too fast for his horse to bear. ”

Dian Wei came back to his senses suddenly, he glanced at the king in front of him, the apricot yellow figure had turned crimson, and it was almost indistinguishable from the crimson of the Han army.

In the high-speed running, Dian Wei could only reply to Li Damu loudly:

"Big eye, you take the brothers and continue to chase. I will lead men to catch up with the king and change horses for him. ”

Li Damu nodded, grabbed the apricot yellow daxu hard, and adjusted his rapid breathing.

Behind him are two hundred armor horsemen, to stabilize the shock array, can not be divided.

Then Dian Wei tapped two generals with his left hand, namely Cheng Pu and Han Dang, who were in the middle of the rampage.

The two received the order, took their respective subordinates, hugged the three superb horses in the middle, and then under the leadership of Dian Wei, they accelerated to catch up with the king.

At this time, Zhang Chong had already rushed to the front of Deputy Marshal Wei Duan's formation.

The commander of the celebrity was staring at the thief with hateful eyes, calmly dispatching the phalanx.

He wanted to avenge his nephew, his own son.

Wei Duan's Chinese army was a reorganized army of 4,000 men. With the support of Lu Zhizhong's army in the rear, Gao Fan joined Wei Duan's sequence with the Bohai Euphorbia.

After receiving reinforcements from Gao Fan, Wei Duan decisively ordered this long-tested and trustworthy elite division to form the first line of defense.

After that, the former Northern Army officials in his hands were the backbone, and the old army was the elite of flesh and blood, and these people were all willing to fight for Wei Duan.

They have the confidence to defend their commanders against all invading armies.

Until they met the man in front of them.

……

Before the army, under the banner of Jing, Gao Fan was sweating profusely, and he knew that he might die this time.

Born from the Bohai Gao clan, it is not the first time he has faced death, but every time he escapes from death, he has received more honors.

And this honor is even more precious after his brother Gao Lan abandoned the lord.

One of the original Gao's double court pillars has fallen, and the remaining one is the top beam, and it can't be collapsed.

But just one glance at the knight running on the opposite side, Gao Fan knew that he was going to die.

His instincts, the instincts of his mounts, were driving him to flee from here, to leave him, to escape! Run!

But to regard honor as the high of life, I am only ashamed of this instinct.

He gritted his teeth and roared like a wild beast, and he roared angrily:

"Ah, what a thief, die, die!"

He carried the horse, hammered his beloved horse, and drove it to the man opposite.

In this way, in the limelight, Gao Fan raised his horse and charged alone.

In the rear, Wei Duan, who was in the car, saw Gao Fan's actions and scolded:

"Dog slave soldier, it's a big deal for me!"

But Gao Fan couldn't hear it anymore, his blood was surging, he overcame his fear, and with all his hormones and all his mental strength, he wanted to charge at that man!

Non-stop, non-stop, accelerate, accelerate.

There was a muffled sound, and Gao Fan was floating.

He saw the heaven and the earth reversed, he saw the blue sky, and he saw his own mount, which had his lower body on it.

He spat blood from his mouth, and his eyes slowly drifted without any regrets.

He fought with the strongest samurai in the world and died without regret.

……

Time passed slowly, and the scene just now fell on the eyes of the Euphorbia.

In the face of the main general's charge, the opposite knight just swung his horse horizontally, and the shining lance cut off the main general's waist and abdomen.

Gao Fan was halved by everything, and the upper half flew out directly and landed on the grass.

Then, the knight on the opposite side stopped in front of the formation and snorted:

"Get out of the way."

Hearing this, the halberd warriors only felt extremely ashamed.

Killed so many robes of himself, and killed his own commander, just want to let them leave with a word?

But, but, but they couldn't let go of the halberd, and they didn't dare to face the man.

So, weeping came from the Bohai Euphorbia array, and in front of the hosts, they collapsed.

They threw away their halberds, took off their military uniforms, and withdrew from the battlefield with only their calf-nosed hakama.

They could not overcome their fear and face this man.

But in the retreating crowd, one of the officials stood out.

He was neatly dressed in military clothes and wearing a martial arts jacket, and slowly walked from the formation to Zhang Chong.

Looking at this mighty man, the military official bowed down slowly, and he buckled his head and requested:

"Please let my brethren return with my brother's body. For this, I am willing to trade my life for his body. ”

Under the mask, Zhang Chong lifted the mask, a stream of scorching air erupted from the armor, he bent down and turned out the water bag, drank honey water, and asked the following military officials:

"What's your name?"

The officer did not look up, and said slowly:

"In Xia Gao Ao, please."

Zhang Chong smiled, he pressed the stainless steel horse on Gao Ao's shoulder, and said lightly:

"Okay, I'll take your life. You can take your brother's body with you, but look for me after the war, and your life will be mine. ”

Gao Ao raised his head, looked at the man who was carrying the big day in astonishment, and finally kowtowed heavily.

It was also at this time that Dian Wei rushed over with Han Dang, Cheng Pu and others.

As soon as Dian Wei came, he hurriedly said to Zhang Chong:

"Your Majesty, the red horse can't run anymore, please change horses first."

After speaking, Dian Wei held a thousand-mile horse without a trace of miscellaneous hair in one hand and sent it to Zhang Chong.

Zhang Chong looked at Dian Wei's nervous face and laughed.

Then, as soon as he put his horse on his back, he jumped from the red horse to the new horse.

Then, Zhang Chong pulled the reins, held the horse, and yelled at the remaining Han troops in front:

"Get out of the way."

As a result, the northern army who were willing to die in battle for Wei Duan made way for a passage, revealing Wei Duan under Daxu.

Wei Duan trembled with anger in the car, he stood up, grabbed a big lance, and then shouted:

"Kill! Kill! Kill! ”

After saying that, he ordered his chariot to drive the chariot and collided with Zhang Chong.

At this moment, Wei Duan, who was holding a big lance, finally understood Gao Fan on the road of charging.

With all his strength, he shouted:

"I can't die. Kill you, traitor! Kill a Haiyan River Qing! ”

Zhang Chong frowned in disgust, watching the old thing rush down the long slope.

He patted the horse's neck lightly, urging the young thousand-mile horse to move straight ahead against the out-of-control chariot.

The Maxima couldn't get used to Zhang Chong's weight at first, so he just strolled, and when Zhang Chong patted its neck, it received the master's order and began to fly with its hooves, venting its abundant physical energy, and rushing.

Because of the huge inertia, Wei Duan could no longer stand at this time, he knelt on the chariot, held the giant lance in both hands, and shouted:

"Faster, faster, faster."

The coachman is Wei Duan's apprentice, and he grew up with him, which will already be sad:

"Master, I can't add it anymore, and now it's the fastest."

Wei Duan looked at the hateful Tarzan thief and roared:

"Come on, come on, kill me, I'll kill you as a ghost."

Zhang Chong was indifferent, and missed the side of the chariot with a lance in one arm, and then Wei Duan was picked on the head of the lance and taken away from the chariot.

Wei Duanling was in mid-air, and Ma Jian pierced through his left lung, and his body began to bleed heavily.

But even though Wei Duan was spitting blood, he still grabbed the fine iron spear with all his might, like a terrible ghost, and roared:

"You goddamn monster."

Then he pleaded with his silent men:

"I seized his lance, and you come up and kill him, kill him."

But no one moved.

Zhang Chong was too lazy to listen to his nonsense anymore, so he directly pulled the lance and shoveled again, and Wei Duan's head flew out and rolled down on the grass.

Under the watchful eyes of the officials at the end of Wei, Zhang Chong rode in the passage like this, and ran all the way to the big curtain with the word "Wei".

At this moment, these military officials did not seem to be Zhang Chong's enemies, but more like his subordinates who were inspected.

He cut off the big silk and raised the lance and shouted:

"Are you waiting to descend or not?"

An army gathered its spirit, but no one moved.

Zhang Chong pointed downward, and then called:

"Are you waiting to descend or not?"

This time, the Chinese military officials finally stirred.

For the last time, Zhang Chong called again:

"Are you waiting to descend or not?"

For a moment, thousands of troops abandoned their weapons and knelt down to this man.