The fight between cold weapons, and it is such a sudden raid battle, there will be no scene of 300 rounds of battle between two people in the script.

In fact, it can be said that life and death are separated in the blink of an eye.

The battle ends with one of the two sides falling.

So when Huang Yizhi and Feng Rui sat on the ground and sat in a row of sitting postures, several other battlefields also had a result.

In the position of slumped Di Huang Yizhi, a little to the left, the two Tartars were already leaning together.

Since the start of the war, among the archers who have been a little seriously overwhelmed, Wolf Qing has finally achieved results at this time.

He shot an arrow right in the left chest of one of the tall Tartars, and the problem was that the thing was a strong horseman; When he was sleeping, he was still wearing a cotton armor with iron sheets, and he didn't fall down after being hit by an arrow.

But under the severe pain, Wolf Qing's results undoubtedly created an opportunity.

Seizing the opportunity, Xu Feng stabbed out with a single shot, directly stabbing through his gaping mouth.

God knows if Xu Feng used the strength to tear his socks at this moment, and the head of the gun came out of the back of the Tartar's head.

It's just that Xu Feng also ushered in a huge crisis, and an iron shovel in the hand of a Tartar on the side was pulled at his skull.

In a hurry, Xu Feng, who had just stabbed his opponent to death, even let go of his spear, and it was a little too late to retreat and dodge immediately.

Boy! If he was struck by this heavy iron shovel, Xu Feng would have his skull smashed even if he was wearing a high-quality helmet bought by the modern plane on his head.

Seeing this, the corn that cooperated with Xufeng gritted his teeth and planned to top it again.

It's a pity that in the previous battle, the rattan card in his hand has been smashed five or six times, and the wrist of his left hand has accumulated considerable injuries.

The left hand instinctively lifted up, but the not heavy rattan was actually raised.

Because his whole left arm was numb, and he was a little disobedient.

Fortunately, a sword and shield hand named 'Huya' caught up in time and took the rattan card in his hand to meet him in time.

"Be careful, this grandson's strength is very strong."

It's late, and the corn is late.

After being struck by the Tartar Vest's full force, Huya felt that he was holding the entire left arm of the rattan card, and the left side of his body was unconscious.

Then he swung another iron shovel in the face of the vest tartar, and before he could react, his skull was smashed on the spot.

Fortunately, another netizen 'Blue Bird' who rushed up with Huya, it is said that the modern plane is the little brother of a programmer, even if he was scared and trembled, the spear in his hand was pierced into the waist of this tartar.

Then, the struggling Tartar mustered up his strength and smashed it into the left shoulder of the bluebird.

If he was really going to be hit, one of the blue birds' shoulders was probably a comminuted fracture.

Fortunately, at this time, the corn finally reacted, and the intact right hand parried with the long knife, and suddenly in a loud metal impact, the long knife was smashed into two.

However, the blue bird, whose face was also frightened, was rescued.

At this time, Xu Feng finally pulled out the spear that was jammed, and the spear in the hands of Xu Er, an elite man in society, stabbed into the lower abdomen of this vest tartar respectively.

Even in the roar of 'ah~', Xu Feng tried to stir the head of the spear with the bloodletting groove in his hand.

In such aggressiveness, the iron shovel in the Tartar's hand was loosened, and the whole person collapsed to the ground.

In the following time, Xu Feng and Xu Er seemed to have gone crazy, and successively assassinated the fallen Tartar armor soldiers.

One, two, three...... Lots of guns.

vented the fear in his heart that someone would die in battle between the lightning and flint.

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And when Xu Feng and the others relied on the advantage of numbers and surprise attacks, and paid the price of killing one person in battle, it was time to kill the two Tartars and join forces.

On the right side of Huang Yizhi, Yu Hanfeng, a martial arts enthusiast, also let out a cry of extreme pain in his mouth.

With a spear in both hands, he followed in the footsteps of the sword and shield bearer, and struck at the three Tartars who had just leaned together.

As for the position behind him, there should be a few people who can hear some footsteps and heavy gasps.

But who and how many people there are, he can't manage so much now.

When the two sides rushed to a distance of about seven or eight meters, almost at the same time, there was a person who threw something out of his hand and beckoned to his opponent.

An iron bone flower thrown out by the Tartar side, a polished hand axe, and the netizen side was a bag of lime powder thrown out by Yu Hanfeng.

This is also the first pack of lime powder thrown out by netizens after the war.

Even if each of them had at least two packets of lime powder on their bodies, their brains were blank after the real fight, as if they had forgotten to maintain the battle formation, and basically they didn't think about throwing lime powder.

In throwing attacks thrown at each other, the AT raised their shields.

Originally, AT came from the modern plane with a total of two shields.

The most expensive of these is the same shield as Captain Sam, which weighs only 3.5 kilograms, but its entire body is made of aviation aluminum alloy, and its defense capability is not bad at all.

Originally, AT was thinking that carrying it behind his back would have a pretty good effect of guarding his back.

The only problem is that the system obviously does not allow equipment with aviation aluminum alloy materials to come over, and it is directly confiscated.

Fortunately, his other shield was a round shield wrapped in iron pieces of hardwood, not to mention the price, and the defense was quite good.

At this moment, in the sound of 'winter~', he successfully blocked the iron bone that smashed over.

And Yu Hanfeng subconsciously tilted his head when the axe spun and cracked towards him, dodging such a deadly attack.

But he was also taken away by the sharp hand axe, which took away most of his left ear, which made Yu Hanfeng's mouth immediately let out a high-pitched scream.

Of course, the Tartars are not comfortable either.

Facing the small cloth bag wrapped in lime powder thrown over, a Tartar with a tiger gun reflexively lit up, and a shot was lit.

The marksmanship of this product is much stronger than that of Yang Dongli and Xu Feng.

On the side of netizens, it may be Hu Biao, the commander of the dead street, who can barely be compared.

The Tartar shot accurately bandaged the small cloth, but immediately flew up the lime powder, which made the eyes of the three Tartars white.

The eyes of the tartar who opened their eyes wide were immediately fascinated by lime powder.

In a panic, they danced wildly in front of them with weapons in their hands, looking a little impervious to the wind and rain.

At and the rookie who rushed up later, but they closed their eyes at the first time and took a few steps back.

When they opened their eyes a few seconds later, they still had a tingling pain in their eyes under the somewhat thin lime, and they heard Yu Hanfeng's shout of 'throwing a kitchen knife~' in their ears.

A few bright kitchen knives from a certain spring, the next second, they were spinning towards the three tartars, and they cracked straight over.

In the case of not slapping garlic, the sharpness of these kitchen knives does not need any doubt at all.

A total of four kitchen knives were thrown out, and two were knocked out by a coincidence by the Tartars, who were wielding weapons indiscriminately; The remaining two crackled on the chests and thighs of the two tartars, and a deep wound was cracked.

In the midst of the severe pain, the weapons wielded in the hands of these Tartars slowed down a bit.

Such a good opportunity, how can AT and a few others let it go; Several spears and knives in the hands of the Tartars stabbed out, killing the three Tartars on the spot.

Even if these people's eyes are as red as rabbits under the stimulation of lime powder, they are still the easiest and least costly battlefield in this battle......

When the AT slashed out and cut off the last tartar in front of him, Yang Dongliang, who was not too far away from him, also lay on the ground with his head held high, coughing violently in his mouth.

The calloused hands of the same Tartar almost broke his neck.

Fortunately, at the critical moment, the old snake who put down the bow and arrow in his hand and picked up the spear stabbed the Tartar to death from behind.

The only problem is that this guy really deserves to have learned three defenses and one assassination, plus he was too excited at the time, and he used almost all his strength.

The sharp spear pierced directly through the abdomen from the tartar, and almost stabbed Yang Dongli who was pressed under him.

Yang Dongli, who was panting heavily on the ground, was very thoughtful, and felt strongly at this moment:

What a beautiful thing it is to be alive and to be able to breathe freely.

At the same time, there was also a big doubt in his brain: "What! Hu Biao's grandson spent 300 hours of training on the systematic training ground, and he is definitely the strongest combat effectiveness among us.

What is he doing now, let's fight so hard, this grandson didn't run away, right? ”

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