Dayun Liming heard that there is a saying in the Zheng people: two tigers must be injured when they fight.

Da Yun Li Ming tightened the long knife in his hand, his eyes were full of fighting intent, and Zheng Jun on the opposite side knew the elite at a glance.

It is also a blessing for a samurai to coincide with an opponent.

"Kill!"

Behind Dayun Liming were five hundred heavily armed pheasant cavalry.

But he ignored one fact.

If you want to hurt a tiger, it must be a tiger.

In front of Huizhouwei, he is obviously a tiger, but in front of Xiaozhoujun, he may be a relatively strong wild boar.

Zhang Xiyang took the lead, and the four hooves of the war horse stepped on the ground and shook a cloud of dust.

Both sides seem to have a sense at the same time, and both have identified the opponent at the front, the soldiers will fight the soldiers, and the generals will be against the generals.

Dayun Liming kicked the horse's belly with a spur, and the speed of the war horse was squeezed to the extreme under the pain, and it was even faster.

Both of them had only the shadow of each other in their eyes.

The hundred-for-one steel knife in his hand slashed towards the opponent's vital point at the moment when the war horses were staggered.

Then they parted quickly with a crisp sound of the bell.

Zhang Xiyang didn't care about the straight knife in his hand and chopped off the horse with a backhand to an enemy soldier next to him, the war horse gasped and snorted, which looked invincible in a group of short Jing army horses, relying on his height and thick armor was quite unreasonable to hit.

People borrow the horse's momentum, and the horse also borrows the horse's momentum, Zhang Xiyang is like the sharpest arrow, and he easily penetrates the cavalry queue of the Jing army.

Niu Gao followed Zhang Xiyang and rushed out secondly, blood dripping from the straight knife, and shouted loudly: "Happy!" Joyfully! ”

One after another, Zheng Jun rushed out and relined behind Zhang Xiyang, everyone's chests were violently rising, the excitement of blood and the pleasure of killing.

"Brothers!"

Zhang Xiyang raised the straight knife in his hand, and the blood flowed down the blood trough, soaking the hemp rope on the handle of the knife.

"Tired or not!"

"Not tired!"

"Do you dare to rush with me!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill! ”

The momentum is like a cloud, and it goes straight to the sky.

In the middle of the battlefield, there were scattered dozen corpses, and hundreds of corpses of the Jing Army's pheasant knife riders.

Dayun Liming was lucky to survive in the first round of killing, and the long knife in his hand was split in half in the first fight with Zhang Xiyang, but fortunately, after cutting the long knife, Zhang Xiyang was also at the end of his strength, but left a deep wound on Dayun Liming's breastplate.

Feeling the pain, Dayun Liming had cold sweat on his head, and he was so frightened that he didn't dare to raise his head when he lay on the horse, so he rushed out straight out.

The subordinate handed over a long knife again, and Dayun Liming, who was holding the weapon, felt a little more secure at this time.

Take a big gasp.

Hiss~

Bite the back molars directly.

It really hurts.

Only then did he notice that the wound on the right side of his chest had stained the nearby armor red.

The Jing Army's pheasant sword cavalry also began to rearrange the whole team behind Dayun Liming.

But when I saw the middle of the battlefield, the pheasant cavalry team, which usually claimed to be invincible, was completely shocked. I didn't feel it when I rushed to kill, and when I stopped, I knew the horror of the Zheng army's cavalry.

Looking at the past, there are only one or two Zheng Jun in a piece of his own corpse, and the exchange ratio is more than one to ten. There were still two or three people struggling to get up, and the men of the Pheasant Cavalry felt a chill in the back of their necks.

Dayun Liming swallowed his saliva with difficulty, feeling unbelievable, and the sense of security that he finally came back seemed to fly away again.

"Kill me!"

Zhang Xiyang doesn't care if you are shocked or not, for the Xiaozhou army, there is still no way to compare with the Fenzhou army, their goal is to be the first army in the world.

Niu Gao rushed very powerfully, and the war horse was very close to Zhang Xiyang, shouting that this rush came to kill.

This time the distance was shorter than the first.

Dayun Liming gritted his teeth, slapped the fart with the back of the knife, and rushed up with his legs clamped again.

The pheasant rider behind him gritted his teeth and rushed forward. After all, there is a huge numerical advantage, and it is always okay to hold it if you can't beat it, you must know that there are a thousand pheasant knife heavy infantry behind, so I don't believe that Zheng Jun can turn the sky upside down.

It was almost evening, the sunset was beautiful, and the fiery clouds on the horizon showed golden lace, but the hundreds of thousands of people on the battlefield had no time to admire.

Zhang Xiyang's eyes stared at the leader of the Jing army opposite, but he scared Dayun Liming enough, and the bump of the war horse made the wound crack even bigger, and Dayun Liming was not a fool who knew that he couldn't beat it, so he quietly turned his horse's head.

Hey, it's timid!

Zhang Xiyang is happy, take advantage of your illness to kill you.

So the entire Zheng cavalry turned slightly away.

Dayun Liming felt like he was going crazy.

Is this TMD targeting me?

He knew that the honor of a samurai could not be insulted, and those who insulted it would have to pay a price.

Quietly greeted the eighth-generation ancestors of Zheng Jiang opposite in his heart, and then Dayun Liming turned his horse's head and went straight to the rear.

The pheasant cavalry behind him couldn't be cleaned up, and before they could react, they were slashed by the Zheng cavalry that rushed up, and the casualties were unbearable.

In the back, Zhu Gui and Feng Deng were rushing back and forth to kill, and thousands of people in the rear of the entire Jing army were slaughtered like tofu brains, and they were taken casually.

The two men tacitly cooperated to drive the Jing army in the direction of their own formation, and more than 200 cavalry bombarded thousands of Jing troops like ducks.

Before the tragic Dayun Liming ran out of three miles, he was chased by a Zheng cavalry and slashed at the head.

Seeing this, Zhang Xiyang slowly lowered the speed of his horse, looked at the Jing army in front of him, who was panicking and only caring about fleeing for his life, and politely got out of the way.

And the ragged Yasushi army was more than three miles in front of him, less than four miles away, and Fujimo Yuyuki led a thousand pheasant sword heavy infantry to advance rapidly.

The county town of Guqu, far to the south, is a different scene at this time.

The city and the city were full of the corpses of Zheng Jing's two armies, and there were more corpses of the Zheng people.

The attack of the Jingren was confirmed to have retreated ahead of schedule, and the officers in charge of the city suddenly received an invitation from Wang Yuanchong, the commander of Guqu County.

Shao Zhenxiong, who was hanging on his arms, didn't know why, and asked the little guy who came to deliver the invitation: "Guqu County is in danger, is there anything important about Wang County's order to invite many military generals at this time?" ”

The little servant lowered his head and replied, "The villain doesn't know, but my lord asked me to tell the general to come." ”

Shao Zhenxiong pondered for a moment and then nodded and said, "Okay, help me tell your master, and I will definitely arrive on time." ”

At this time, the Guqu County Ya has hung up the red lantern, which looks fresh, and many curious people gathered to ask, and then a bowl of porridge was applied, and it turned out that there was porridge Peng in the courtyard.

This made the people who were tired for a day feel a lot more comfortable.

There are constantly small servants coming in and out, or sending news or invitations, and there are also cars carrying grain and wine to the yard one after another.

There are several rows of tables of the Eight Immortals in the courtyard, and the inner courtyard is the place for the ladies, and the old lady of the palace, who is also the old mother of Wang Xianling, personally commands everyone, and does not let go of a bad pond inside and out.

Soon the sky darkened, and torches were lit on the city to prevent the Jing army from sneaking up.

But it's obviously redundant.

In the Jing army's main formation, a funeral is being held ceremoniously.

Hideya Sakaki lay quietly, lying on the firewood, Shinji Sakaki held a torch in his hand and looked at his son Lao Lao, who would never wake up, in tears.

All the soldiers in the whole camp had strips of white cloth tied around their arms.

It looks very grand.

"Ignition!"

With a loud roar from Sakaki Yuo, Shinji threw the torch in his hand straight down, and the dry wood immediately burned, and soon formed a sky-high flame, and the iron armor on Xiujia's body quickly became red with the burning, and then slowly softened into molten iron.

The high temperature made the faces of the onlookers painful, but no one dared to touch the mold at this time.

Not far away, the sound of crying and crying came from far and near.

Several Zheng women who were selected were escorted up, and they were all frightened when they looked at the scene in front of them.

But Shinji didn't care what he was doing, and he didn't even look at it.

Sakaki Younan nodded, and several Yasujun soldiers came up directly and stabbed each person, and then lifted the body and threw it in.

In Jingren's view, the Xiu family is also eligible to enjoy the spoils of war after their death, and the Zheng women are the best war weapons.

At the gate of the palace in the city, Wang Yuanchong stood at the door, greeting the guests with a smile, basically the chief officials who came, and at this time there must be a person in charge of every place, and most of the deputies stayed behind.

"The commander of the Huizhou Wei T-shaped battalion has sent General Shao here!"

With the porter's singing, Shao Zhenxiong appeared in the eyes of everyone with four personal guards, at this time Shao Zhenxiong's iron armor was covered with knife marks and arrow marks, and the helmet on his helmet was cut in half, looking a little tired.

Wang Yuanchong immediately greeted him, and said, "General Shao came in a hurry, and the old man is really ashamed." ”

Shao Zhenxiong frowned and said, "Wang County Order, what kind of medicine are you selling in this gourd?" What kind of fame is there at this juncture? ”

Wang Yuanchong laughed: "General Shao, forgive me, let the old man sell it." ”

"Hey, okay Lord Wang, but I don't have much time, and I have to patrol the defense in a while."

"Don't worry, General Shao, you can't delay too much time." Wang Yuanchong nodded again and again, "Come on, General Shao is seated." ”

The little guy hurriedly ran out and said respectfully: "General Shao, please!" ”

Today's military generals are going to be the majority, in fact, most of the people are promoted to stand up in the line of fire, such as Zhuang Ying, who just sat down, was just a captain ten days ago, and then the team was killed in battle, and the fruit chief Shi Chang was promoted so he took the position of the chief, and now Zhuang Ying is already in charge of more than 20 soldiers, more than 200 young and strong regimental rate, but most of the temporary battlefield promotions will not be counted, but there will be additional points when considering the honor.

Most of the rest were clerks and the like, and a few were heads of large families in the city.

"Your Excellency!"

"General Shao!"

"Your Excellency!"

Shao Zhenxiong stepped in, and all the people hurriedly got up and saluted, although Guqu County didn't know how long it would take, but as long as it was still there, Shao Zhenxiong was the patron saint of everyone.

Shao Zhenxiong nodded, looked around, and then walked to the main seat and sat down under the leadership of the little maid, there was nothing rich and luxurious on the table, nothing more than a pot of wine, some home-cooked side dishes, and steamed buns or something, very ordinary peasant dishes.

Shao Zhenxiong hadn't eaten yet, and he couldn't care so much and ate it.

There is not so much attention paid to extraordinary times.

After a while, Wang Yuan rushed back to the courtyard.

Everyone got up again to salute, everyone knew that Zhangnan was too guarded by Liu Panzhi and ran away, if it weren't for this Lord Wang's multi-party deployment arrangements here, I'm afraid this Guqu County wouldn't be able to hold on to this moment, even Shao Zhenxiong put down the chopsticks in his hand.

Wang Yuanchong made a gesture and said: "The old man is very moved that you can come tonight, and I thank you here in advance." ”

"Lord Wang, even if it's a banquet, there will always be a protagonist, I don't remember what day it is."

Wang Yuanchong was not annoyed, and said with a smile: "It's okay, it's just from Jane, then listen to General Shao." ”

"Please come out."

"No."

Soon, a little boy of eleven or twelve years old walked in with a solemn face.