He roared, holding his blood-soaked spear, its head cracked, and rushed at the giant man who was still smashing his own villagers with a giant hammer.

In his hand, the spear shook out more than a dozen beautiful spear flowers, completely covering the upper body of Huyan Leopard. Huyan Leopard didn't take the auspicious spear seriously at all, picked up the giant hammer in his hand, and smashed it into the seemingly beautiful spear flower.

In an instant, all the spear flowers disappeared, and Ji Xiang only felt a completely irresistible force rushing to the tip of the gun, and the tiger's mouth of both hands broke instantly, and the spear came out of his hand, and a smashed spear head spun in the air, and it flew towards Ji Xiang's face. In the face of absolute power, no matter how gorgeous the moves are, they become meaningless.

The huge impact force directly broke the auspicious spear, and the head of the spear that came at a rapid speed was about to poke into the face of his master. Ji Xiang reluctantly gave up struggling, maybe this is his fate.

"Abba, I'm sorry I didn't protect the village like you!" Jixiang closed his eyes!

It's a pity that he waited for a while, but he didn't find anything hitting his face, and there was no imaginary pain, what the hell happened?

He slowly opened his eyes, and saw a vigorous palm appear in front of him, and in the palm of his hand was a spear head that was all too familiar to him.

Ji Xiang was stunned for a moment, looked at a silver armor that appeared beside him silently, and was so surprised that he couldn't say a word.

"Sorry, we're late!"

Ji Xiang looked at the unfamiliar armor in front of him, and was a little unsure, this person was not dressed like the bronze iconic armor of the Beiping Army, but the silver-colored armor, was it not the Beiping Army of the Liyang Dynasty?

While he was still looking at the figure beside him suspiciously, the silver-armored soldiers around him appeared one by one. Quickly rescued the villagers of Jixing Village from the iron cavalry of the Hun cavalry. He finally determined that the person who came was the Liyang Dynasty army they were looking forward to, and it was the Liyang soldiers who came to save them.

"Zi Tian, the big man is handed over to you!" Ji Xiang heard the silver armor beside him shout to a soldier in front of him. His lean, dark-skinned silver-armored soldier immediately flew towards the Huyan leopard who was holding a giant hammer.

Ji Xiang anxiously wanted to shout to the soldier: The strength of that big man is too great to be underestimated. But before the words could reach his mouth, he saw a huge figure flying into the air with a punch from the emaciated young man, drawing a perfect arc and smashing down at his feet.

Looking at the Hun giant who almost solved himself with a hammer just now, now he is like a sick cat, curling up and screaming viciously under his feet, struggling, and trying to get up several times with his palms on the ground, but he was unsuccessful.

Jixiang was dumbfounded, unbelievable, this... Just one trick to solve?

"Don't grind, everyone speed up, we have to get more military merit than the Xiao Cavalry Battalion."

This group of soldiers who rushed to the rescue of Jixing Village was none other than the Lu Junhou squad of the Fengxiao Battalion. As soon as the wolf smoke in Jixing Village rose, they had already found it, and they were excited to drive their horses quickly, as if it was not the Hun cavalry that appeared in front of them, but military merits waiting for them to collect them.

However, when they came to the village and saw the bloody scenes of the Hun cavalry brutally burning and looting the villagers, the anger in their hearts had completely concealed their desire to win or lose the military merit.

Without waiting for Lu Junhou to command, everyone had already frantically killed the Hun cavalry who were smiling with evil faces, waving weapons, and killing villagers like a playful man. The eyes of each brother of the Phoenix Battalion were full of red bloodshots, and every move mercilessly took away the life of a Hun cavalryman.

Lu Junhou saw the murderous giant warrior Huyan Leopard very early, so he rushed to Jixiang as soon as possible and blocked the fatal blow for him.

Looking at the subordinates who were constantly being killed in front of him, Za Weihe became more and more panicked in his heart, what kind of divine soldier is this? Even in the face of thousands, or even tens of thousands of Liyang Dynasty Beiping troops, he never had such a fearful emotion.

There was almost no power to parry, and in just one cup of tea, half of the hundreds of Hun cavalry around him had died, and half of them had been completely killed, and they had no intention of fighting at all, so they scattered and fled.

Is this still the well-known Xiongnu iron cavalry in Lizhou? It's a bunch of lost dogs.

However, Za Weihe had no heart to care about the life or death of these subordinates now, and after he saw that Huyan Leopard was also punched away by his lean but powerful silver armored soldiers, he had already reined in his horse and turned around and desperately retreated in the direction of the Xiongnu military camp. Don't run away now, but when to wait.

He went crazy and slapped the horse with the back of his saber and knife, worried that the horse would not run fast enough. When he escaped less than ten zhang away, he suddenly felt that there was an extra person on the back of the horse behind him, a soldier wearing silver armor.

He broke out in a cold sweat, and just as he wanted to turn around and slash at the man with his saber, he felt a chill down his spine. Glancing at his chest, a white palm passed through the iron lock armor on his body, the palm was dripping with blood, and a beating heart was clearly displayed in front of Zavihe's eyes.

This was Zavihe's last look on earth, and what he saw at this glance was his own heart. A galloping and invincible Hun centurion slowly fell off his horse.

Lu Junhou grasped the heart of Zha Weihe, "Miscellaneous! ”

He is not actually a cruel person, on the contrary, he is introverted and rigorous. Never go too extreme. But when he saw his countrymen being so brutally slaughtered by the Huns, especially women and children, he could not forgive them at all.

"Captain, a hundred Hun cavalry, a centurion, all killed." Ling Zitian reported the battle to Lu Junhou, but not a single one of the people in the Feng Yan camp showed a smile on their faces, because they had seen the cruelty of the war with their own eyes. Fifty-three villagers died in Jixing Village, including forty-three men, seven women, and three children.

"On behalf of everyone, the village chief Jixiang expressed his gratitude to the chiefs for their timely rescue!" Jixiang took the men, women and children of the whole village to walk in front of everyone in the phoenix camp and bowed and thanked. Although many villagers died, at least with the rescue of the Feng Hin Camp, the village was saved. As long as you live, there is hope, and you can continue to develop and grow Jixing Village.

"No thanks, we are from the Fengyan Camp in the capital, and we just came to the north to carry out a mission, I'm sorry we still came one step late, otherwise we wouldn't have sacrificed so many villagers." Lu Junhou led the soldiers of the nine Phoenix Battalions to salute the villagers of Jixing Village in a neat manner.

This rescue mission taught all the soldiers of the Phoenix Battalion a deep lesson. Everyone immediately assisted the villagers in disposing of the corpses after the war and strengthened the village fortifications. Then he left Jixing Village again without stopping, and continued to patrol near the border, searching for traces of the Hun cavalry.

Because they knew that the earlier they discovered the traces of the Hun cavalry, they would be able to make the people of Liyang sacrifice less.