Martial arts master

"Report! Report to the marshal, the defenders in Yecheng have rushed out and are killing the handsome tent! ”

A soldier quickly rushed over and spoke loudly.

It's said to be a handsome tent, but it's actually just a slightly larger bonfire.

The most important thing is that Zhao Yunhai, the coach, is here, so he shouts the handsome account.

Zhao Yunhai and a general all had a hint of surprise on their faces.

They had thought that the defenders of the city would attack the camp, but they didn't think it was too likely.

Who would have thought that it would actually come!

"It's too high, Ben Shuai is worried that they won't come out, but he didn't expect to send it to the door to find death."

Hearing this, the group of generals behind Zhao Yun was excited.

Everyone knows that the defenders of the city rely on the walls of Yecheng and can inflict huge casualties on their troops.

They had long thought in their hearts how great it would be if the other party could rush out and fight.

With a smile on his face, Zhao Yunhai asked the soldiers, "Have you seen clearly, how many people are coming?" ”

The soldier hurriedly replied, "The specific number is not clear, they were divided into three groups, and rushed into the camp from three places, the front army has been routed, and it is approaching the Chinese army." ”

When a general heard this, he hurriedly spoke, "Marshal, I'm afraid there are a lot of people coming, could it be that the people in the whole city have come out?" ”

Zhao Yunhai nodded, "Seeing that this posture is indeed a lot, and I dare to rush in in three ways." ”

He pulled out the long knife at his waist, "Pass on the commander's order, and the rear army will be divided into two teams, left and right, and disperse towards the left and right flanks of the camp. ”

"The former army commander must gather the remnants of the army to block the camp gate, and the Chinese army will resist to the death as a bait, and firmly hold the enemy here, so that the rear army can complete the encirclement."

"This time I'm going to let them have no return."

When the soldier heard this, he immediately went to give the order.

Several generals thought that this was just taking off their pants and farting, and it was too much.

The enemy has already rushed into the camp, and the goal is clearly towards the Chinese army, isn't that already entering the encirclement?

Do you still need to let the rear army pull out some strategic encirclement?

"Your Royal Highness, the enemy has already reacted." Samoyed spoke loudly.

Ye Yu frowned, at this time, he no longer needed to use the knife, Samoyed and Tie Niu and the soldiers behind him would naturally protect him.

"We have to change our strategy, we have to be like the other two armies converging." Ye Yu spoke loudly.

Samoyed and Iron Bull have been fighting, they are waiting for Ye Yu's next instructions.

"Iron Bull killed in the direction of Yang Jiang!" Ye Yu made a decision.

Iron Bull did not hesitate, he rushed to the front, and his direction was the direction of the entire army.

The imperial army is not vegetarian, and the number of people is still superior, in this case, Ye Yu still wants to rush over directly to capture Zhao Yunhai alive, which can be regarded as a fool's dream.

He can now only gather his army in one place and use superior forces to find the enemy's weak points and see if he can break through.

Samoyed slashed a soldier to death with a sword, his face was indifferent.

"Your Royal Highness, this place is not far from the enemy's commander's tent, in fact, I can fly over with light skills and capture the enemy commander alive."

Samoyed slashed two court soldiers with another sword.

"What did you say?" Ye Yu had a hint of surprise on his face.

Samoyed repeated what he had just said.

"Since you know how to do light work, why didn't you say it earlier?" The corners of Ye Yu's mouth twitched, and he looked at him helplessly.

After all, it's not his own person, and he doesn't want to be angry or anything.

Samoyed spoke very calmly, "The prince didn't ask me either." ”

Ye Yu's heart suddenly 10,000 grass and mud horses roared by.

It's all life and death, I didn't ask, you kid just hides your feelings, right?

Is that when I have already died under the enemy's sword, you can use light skills to go back to restore your life, just say that the prince of the Southern Dynasty is dead, and there is no need to protect all the way.

"Samoyed, if you can capture the enemy commander alive, I'll give you the first credit!" Ye Yu hurriedly spoke.

"Back to the Southern Dynasty, you can choose from gold, silver, treasures, and beautiful official positions, even if you want to be the first governor of the Southern Dynasty, my father will not let me, and when I become the king of Zhennan, I will fulfill your wish."

Samoyed's face changed, "His Royal Highness is serious, I'm not interested in those things. ”

"Are you able to make a move now?" Ye Yu looked at him with burning eyes.

Samoyed slashed two shield men with a single sword.

Ye Yu's brows jumped wildly, this Samoyed was so deeply hidden.

Ye Yu watched him fight before, and he wasn't so fierce.

This Samoyed sword was able to cut through someone's shield directly, and at the same time, the person holding the shield was also killed.

"If it's in the rivers and lakes, I'm afraid it can be regarded as a master of one top."

"No, if this Samoyed can follow him back to Nanchang, he must find a way to keep it, even if he is deceived in this world, he will be deceived in the Southern Dynasty."

Ye Yu thought so in his heart.

Samoyed nodded, "Your Highness, wait for me for a while." ”

An inexplicable momentum rose on his body, and then with a slight touch under his feet, his body quickly rose more than two feet.

In Ye Yu's sight, Samoyed's toes were on the heads of the imperial soldiers and on the shields, and they flew quickly in the direction of the commander of the Chinese army.

The commander of the Chinese army.

Zhao Yunhai and other generals were standing here with serious faces.

His soldiers kept coming to report on the battle.

The expression on Zhao Yunhai's face gradually relaxed, as long as he was not a fool, he knew that the defenders of Yecheng were in a catastrophe this time.

A group of soldiers in front exclaimed, "Someone! Someone is flying! ”

Zhao Yunhai and the generals hurriedly looked over, only to see a person holding a long sword and flying straight towards them with a cold face.

A general's face changed, and he said loudly, "It's not good, it's a martial arts master." ”

Zhao Yunhai's brows jumped wildly, he was not an idiot, and he naturally knew what a martial arts master was.

That's the existence of one person who can reach a thousand.

"Protect the marshal!"

I don't know who suddenly yelled.

Zhao Yunhai's personal soldiers quickly surrounded him.

The generals looked at each other and walked away from Zhao Yunhai without a trace.

Nonsense, if you don't stay away now, wouldn't you be a fool.

The goal of the people is clearly Zhao Yunhai, as the so-called capture of the thief and capture the king first, a group of court generals understand this in their hearts, before this Zhao Yunhai and they were just the same level of existence.

Who really convinces whom?

Zhao Yunhai's attention at this time was all on Samoyed's body.

I saw Samoyed fall steadily to the ground, and the three guards soldier who took the lead with a wave of his long sword was instantly wiped on his neck.

More and more soldiers are coming over.

Samoyed only began to show his strength at this time, and he saw that every time the long sword in his hand danced, it could drive a mysterious thing, and this thing touched the human body, and it could even knock people back.

Zhao Yunhai was anxious, he didn't expect that this martial arts master was still a sword cultivator, and he had practiced sword cultivation, and the pressure on Zhao Yunhai's heart increased dramatically for a while.

Samoyed didn't say a word, only knowing that all the court soldiers in front of him should be killed.

Before he could make tea, his long sword was already on Zhao Yunhai's neck. And the long knife in Zhao Yunhai's hand had fallen to the ground, and blood was still dripping from the wrist of his right hand.