"Whew! ——」

As soon as Wang Rong's words fell, a sharp wooden whistle suddenly sounded from all directions, and the monstrous sea of fire suddenly swept towards the Yongjun cavalry formation in the center.

With a bow and arrows, he wanted to sneak attack Wang Rong, but how could the guards beside Wang Rong be defenseless.

"Whoosh! Sou! Whoosh!"

The sound of breaking the air sounded, and under the firelight, the crossbowmen of the state army activated the crossbow machine in their hands, and in an instant, countless crossbow arrows flew out of the state army's formation, shooting towards Jingxing's location.

"Protect the Guard!"

Huang Qing shouted loudly, raised his shield in front of Jing Xing, and the terrible screams rose one after another in the cavalry formation of the Yongjun army.

Dozens of knights of the Yongjun army were planted under the horses, and for a while, the Yongjun cavalry array was full of voices and neighing.

When the rain of arrows hit, Wang Rong had already disappeared in the military formation of the Bingzhou army, the target disappeared, and Cheng Cheng could only put down the hard bow in his hand and pick up the snake spear in his hand again.

"Tuk, Tuk......"

The bolts were fired at the shield with a terrifying muffled sound.

Cheng pulled Huang Qing's horse reins, and said in a deep voice: "I'm going to entangle Wang Rong, there are few soldiers in the west, you take the county guard to kill from the west!"

"Take care!"

The situation was urgent, Huang Qing did not hesitate, he only hurriedly responded to the chorion, and then took the knight behind him to protect Jingxing and went straight to the west to kill.

"Kill the thief with me!"

Cheng roared angrily, drove his horse and spear with more than a dozen guards to kill in the direction of the black daxu.

Wang Rong raised his whip, and Wang Xianghu roared: "Stop him!"

Dozens of cavalry of the state army crossed out from Wang Rong's side and fought with the cavalry of the leading group.

Jingxing ran to the west, and Wang Rong was not worried that Jingxing would run away. Although the fire on the west side was a little sparse, it was not the weakest place for the state army.

"Drive!"

Huang Qing desperately drove the war horse under the crotch to move forward, feather arrows flew out from time to time in the firelight on both sides, and the knights of the Yongjun army continued to fall off their horses, and the screams of slander came from time to time.

Those Yongjun knights who fell to the ground had only one fate, that is, they were smashed to pieces, and then trampled into pulp by the follow-up war horses.

But even so, none of the Yong soldiers stopped their horses, because if they stopped, they would inevitably die at the hands of the infantry of the Bingzhou army who came to the encirclement.

Huang Qing's eyes narrowed slightly, and he only now noticed that the fire in front of him was like a wave, rising and falling.

"It's not ...... good"

It's the cavalry of the state army!

The sound of the horse's hooves in front of him was thunderous, and the sound of the horse's hooves hitting the grass was like a heavy mallet in Huang Qing's ears, slamming into his heart.

"Chu is here, I've been waiting for you for a long time!"

A military general of the Bingzhou Army, covered in a white robe and holding a spear, flew out of the cavalry formation of the Bingzhou Army.

The garrison to the west was led by Chu Luxu and the state of Yizhi, with thousands of people.

The black flag embroidered with the word "Chu" shines brightly in the light of the fire.

Countless cavalry followed behind him, torches in their hands fluctuating with the undulations of their horses.

"Kill !!"

The narrow road met, and the cavalry formation of the Yongjun army suddenly collided with the cavalry formation of the Bingzhou army.

The two torrents merged into one in an instant, and the sound of miserable howls, cries, and Jin Ge clashing with each other were intertwined in an instant.

Wang Rong dragged the jujube red horse under his crotch and led the cavalry of the brigade to gallop on the edge of the firelight.

Behind him, hundreds of knights of the state army, holding torches high, followed the black Daxu forward, like a fire dragon.

The Bingzhou troops along the road all shouted cheers to Wang Rong.

The farther west he went, the more intense the fighting became, and Wang Rong rode his horse to a mound, observing the battle not far away.

In the night scuffle, the two armies were cavalry, and at this time they were mixed together, and they could only rely on the military uniforms and scarves on their bodies to distinguish friend and foe.

and the state army

The infantry army formation had also pressed up, and those elite Yongjun cavalry who had galloped across the plains were assassinated by countless spears in the chaos, and then fell on the grass.

"Master Hou, look there."

Wang Mo pointed not far away, although the fire was dim, but there were faintly dozens of Yongjun cavalry surrounding them.

In other parts of the battlefield, only the location where General Chu Luxu's banner is located is slightly more Yongjun.

"Follow me."

Wang Wei took the spear from Wang Hao's hand, kicked the horse's belly with both legs, and the red cloud under his crotch hissed lightly, and galloped forward. He had already determined that most of that was where Jingxing was.

"Drive!"

Daxu moved forward, and hundreds of cavalry of the personal guard battalion of the state army followed.

Wang Rong rode on Chiyun's body, holding a spear and leaping at the forefront of the cavalry.

The cavalry of the Bingzhou army was menacing, and a cavalry of the Yong army was on the way to its charge, seeing that there was no way to avoid it, the cavalry of the Yong army screamed in despair and rushed towards Wang Rong.

Wang Rong snorted coldly, and with just a spear, he rode off his horse. Between the galloping horses, the knights of the Nayong army had already disappeared into a cloud of smoke and dust.

Although Wang Rong is now the commander of the first army, he has not relaxed the tempering of his martial arts.

Under the competition with Chu Luxu, Yuan Tiangang and other generals, Wang Rong's martial arts and riding skills have made great progress.

When it comes to war experience and fighting in person, Wang Rong was just a small soldier in the Dayong army before, and he can be regarded as crawling out of the mountain of corpses and the sea of blood.

A knight of the Yongjun army who was guarding next to Jingxing noticed the movement here, and also saw Wang Rong's banner.

He pointed to the black Daxu not far away, and loudly warned, "Daxu !!."

Jing Xing turned back suddenly, only to see Wang Rong's big banner speeding towards this side.

Huang Qing had been stopped by Chu Luxu, and the guards beside Jing Xing wanted to take Jing Xing out of the encirclement, but they were intercepted by a small group of rangers from the state army.

Jing Xing raised his eyes and looked around, and countless fires were pouring towards him. Above the wilderness, several fire dragons galloped aside, and Wang Rong's black daqi was getting closer and closer.

Jingxing didn't know that at this time, he was powerless, and the ending was already doomed.

Jing Xing suddenly pulled out the ring head knife on his waist, and shouted loudly to the guards around him: "Raise the flag!"

When the surrounding guards heard the order, they immediately raised a black and red flag.

By the light of the torch, Jing Xing looked at the ring knife in his hand for the last time.

"The defeat of Yuanxian is all in me, but I can't break the thief because of my weak strength, and I have no shame to see the Son of Heaven."

The horse's hooves flipped on all fours, and the horse's hooves struck the grass with a muffled sound like thunder.

Jing Xing slowly straightened his back, and under the darkness, the Han general who had once galloped on the battlefield seemed to have returned to the present world.

"Horse lance!"

A personal guard sent his horse lance to Jingxing's hands.

"Drive!"

Jing Xing took a deep breath, the horsewhip struck the horse's stock, the horse under the seat neighed, spread its hooves and galloped forward, he raised the horse lance in his hand high, and then struggled to lead forward.

Behind him, more than 30 Yongjun armored horsemen also showed resolute expressions, and they shouted wildly and rushed straight towards Jingxing in the direction of Wang Rong.

Although the Yongjun army only has more than 30 horses, the momentum at this moment is like thousands of horses.

"Kill !!"

Under the firelight, countless short soldiers flew out of the cavalry formation of the Bingzhou army and threw them into the cavalry formation of the Yongjun army, bringing a wail in the Yongjun array.

The terrible neighing sound of the horse came, and the five or six Yongjun knights at the front all fell under the horses.

Hundreds of knights of the Bingzhou army cut into the cavalry of the Yongjun army under the leadership of Wang Rong.

The deafening shouting of killing came to Wang Rong's ears from the cavalry formation in an instant, and as soon as the battle began, several soldiers of the Bingzhou army in front of Wang Rong fell under the spear halberd of the Yongjun army.

But under the cover of the guards, Wang Rong had already discovered the Yongjun

In the riding formation, Jing Xing wearing fish scale armor.

"Jingxing, let's die!"

Wang Rong's eyes were red, he roared angrily, and the spear in his hand stabbed at Jingxing with the sound of the whistling wind, and this spear almost used up Wang Rong's full strength.

Jing Xing also shouted violently, and his momentum rose sharply, not like a veteran at all at this moment. He swung his horse lance and struggled to receive Wang Rong's blow.

The huge force came along the long pole of the horse lance, Jing Xing's face was flushed, and his body almost fell off the horse in a flash. He snorted, flipped the horse lance in his hand, and swung away Wang Rong's spear.

The two horses intersected, and the horse lance in Jingxing's hand stabbed Wang Rong's neck suddenly.

At the moment of lightning, Wang Rong bowed his head and narrowly avoided Jingxing's horse lance.

"Die!"

Wang Rong pulled the reins sharply, Chiyun turned around, and with a loud shout, the spear swung out a semicircle in the night and smashed into Jingxing's body.

Jingxing's body fell heavily from his horse, and he struggled to get up, but the sharp pain in his lower back prevented him from moving.

Beads of sweat oozed densely from Jingxing's forehead, and he turned his head to look to the side.

The soldiers who had followed him from his hometown had all turned into cold corpses, their eyes wide open, unwilling to look at the sky.

The war horses that have lost their owners are scattering in all directions.

The horse's legs gathered more and more, and Jing Xing pulled out the ring head knife at his waist and struggled to support his body.

This time, he finally saw Wang Rong's face clearly, it was not a natural vision, but just an ordinary young man. It's just that under the black iron arm, there are a pair of eyes full of anger.

"Zheng!"

Wang Rong turned over and dismounted, and slowly pulled out the ring-headed knife on his waist, under the firelight, the sharp blade of the ring-headed knife reflected a cold light like water, and the cold was terrifying.

Wang Rong walked slowly towards Jingxing with the ring-headed knife in his hand, and asked coldly, "Jingxing, do you have any last words?"

The firelight danced, and the shadow of Wang Rong swayed.

"Hah! Ha! Ha! Ha! Hah!"

Jing Xing's face was fearless, with a sneering look in his eyes, he looked at Wang Rong and laughed: "Why do you have to say more, Jing Xingxiang's head is here, come and get it quickly!"

Wang Rong looked at Jing Xing, who was lying on the ground laughing, and suddenly took a step forward, holding the ring head knife in both hands and slashing down.

Jingxing's laughter stopped abruptly, and the entire battlefield slowly fell silent, and the black-and-red flags erected not far away also fell on the grass.

Blood slowly dripped down from the tip of the ring-headed knife, Wang Wei put the knife back into its sheath, lifted Jingxing's head, and stepped back onto the war horse.

The shouts of killing from all sides were getting smaller and smaller, and countless fires were stirring, and Wang Rong looked up at the sky above him.

The dark clouds dissipated, the bright jade plate hung high in the air, and the stars in the sky appeared in his eyes.

Wang Rong clamped the horse's belly between his legs, and led the war horse with the reins to gallop out of the riding formation.

The banner was swept by the wind, and hundreds of knights followed.

Wang Rong held Jing Xing's head high, galloped to the side of the fire, and shouted loudly: "The enemy general Jing Xing has been beheaded by my Wang Rong!!

One stone stirred up a thousand waves, and in a short period of time, the news of the battle of Jingxing had spread throughout the three armies.

"Merge the state army and win the !!"

"Merge the state army and win the !!"

"Merge the state army and win the !!"

The tsunami-like cheers of the mountains came from all directions, and the shouts resounded through the sky, soaring into the sky!