He took the lead with his sword "Oath" held high, and rushed forward, surrounded by thousands of cavalry, the moonlight shining on the tip of the sword.

The rest of the Zhou Dynasty collapsed, and was completely dispersed under the impact of the Great Xia cavalry, like glass beaten by a hammer. In a short time, all of them were annihilated by the Great Xia army. The snowy river was littered with corpses, banners and armor.

The Zhou Dynasty troops on the other side of the river were terrified and hurriedly retreated to the camp in the rear.

After Liu Mo cut down a Zhou Dynasty soldier, he shouted: "Cross the river and pursue!" ”

The soldiers of the Xingluo coalition army set up a wooden bridge, and the army rushed towards the camp in the distance of the Zhou Dynasty.

The remnants of the Zhou Dynasty only hated their father and mother for not having many two legs, and fled desperately, so that they trampled on each other, killing and wounding countless people.

And in this critical moment, in the chaos, a large group of horses rushed over and shouted for the leader: "No retreat, violators will be killed!" ”

This person has a silver gun and black armor, majestic and majestic, and his razor-like eyes make people shudder.

He is none other than the Prince of the Zhou Dynasty: Yang Yizhi (Xiao Shen!) ）

Seeing that there were still soldiers to escape, Yang Yizhi waved his spear angrily, and immediately slashed the man's body, spilling blood on the ground.

"No retreat!" He roared again.

"Your Royal Highness, the morale of the enemy army is too high..."

Yang Yizhi didn't give him a chance to continue, "Kill with this king!" ”

As he spoke, he grabbed the horse's belly and galloped away.

The majesty of the Great Zhou "God of War" was deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and the soldiers of the Zhou Dynasty, whose morale was low, quickly cheered up, and they let out a roar, then adjusted their direction and rushed towards the Xingluo Coalition Army.

"Liu Mo, I won't kill you, I swear not to be a person!" Yang Yi secretly swore while charging.

It is conservatively estimated that in just one day, at least 40,000 soldiers of the Zhou Dynasty died at the hands of Liu Mo.

On the other hand, Daxia is here.

Liu Modan saw the cavalry of the Zhou Dynasty appear from a distance, in the three directions of due east, northeast and north, three neat teams of heavy cavalry, all wearing shining black steel armor.

Not just a team of scouts, but an army, Liu Mo thought to himself. Yang Yizhi, I annoyed you, didn't I?

On the other side, a group of cavalry had already rushed into Sun Kan's formation, and the other team had penetrated directly into Zhuo Lun's flank.

Liu Mo held the oath in his hand and fought hard, with Tang Die's help, making him feel like he was in a no-man's land.

However, as soon as I looked up, I saw more and more people pouring out, not only cavalry, but also pikemen and shield-wielding infantry, numbering in the hundreds.

Under the moonlight, a large piece of black pressure was pressed, and Liu Mo's scalp was numb.

A warrior of the Star Luo tribe rode past him, lying limply on the horse's neck, a spear stuck in his belly and piercing out from behind.

Although the person was hopeless, when Liu Mo saw a Zhou Dynasty soldier running over to grab the reins of the horse, he also charged over.

Suddenly, Liu Mo suddenly heard a familiar voice: "Liu Mo! ”

Looking back, Yang Yizhi was riding a tall horse, holding a silver spear and glaring at him.

The biggest trouble is coming! Liu Mo secretly pinched a handful of sweat for himself.

The other party didn't say a word of nonsense, and when he saw Liu Mo, he attacked with a gun and a horse full of killing intent.

Liu Mo mustered up his courage and raised his steel sword to "oath" to meet the enemy.

"Bell!" With a bang, the guns and swords clashed, colliding with dazzling sparks.

With just one blow, Liu Mo felt a pain in his wrist as if it were torn.

This guy's strength is too strong!

"Liu Mo, you killed tens of thousands of my soldiers in the Great Zhou!" Yang Yizhi screamed, "Die!" ”

Liu Mo rode a horse and deliberately circled him, and he also spun around, constantly raising his silver spear and stabbing at his head and chest.

"I'm no match for him at all!" Liu Mo was anxious: ", where did Tang Die go?" ”

"Die!" Yang Yizhi grunted and launched a fierce attack.

After a few rounds, Liu Mo could barely raise his sword in time to block, and after receiving a slam blow, the "oath" fell to the ground with a bang.

"Die!" Yang Yizhi roared and pressed forward again, and a shot stabbed him in the head, shocking Liu Mo dizzy.

Then Yang Yizhi drew back his spear and pulled out a terrible metal friction on his helmet,

didn't give Liu Mo any chance, and another shot came at him.

The shot was so powerful that with a disgusting collision he fell off his horse. He didn't remember hitting the ground, but when he looked up, there was only moonlight above him.

"It's over!"

He hurriedly turned over and tried to stand up, but he trembled in pain, as if the whole world was trembling.

Yang Yizhi, who shot him down, leaned over and stood tall.

"Great Xia Army God Liu Mo," he shouted down in a loud voice, "this time, I won't be soft on you again!" ”

Tang Die, where are you? Liu Mo thought to himself, but the words were stuck in his throat. He made a hoarse voice, struggled to his knees, fumbled with weapons: swords, daggers, anything......

"Now, give me death!"

The prince of the Zhou Dynasty sat high on his armored war horse, both men and horses like behemoths, and silver spears shimmered in the moonlight. Liu Mo's hands were numb, his vision was blurred, and the scabbard was empty.

Looking up, the silver spear was in front of you.

At the critical moment, Tang Die's shout came.

"Viper, die!"

"Boom, boom, boom!" There was a screeching sound of metal clashing.

Liu Mo struggled to get up and saw that Yang Yizhi was forced off the war horse by Tang Die's blow.

Under the reflection of the moonlight, the duel between Tang Die's Yang Yizhi, the two top masters, was in full swing.

Tang Die holds a short sword, her movements are as agile as a spirit monkey, her steps are steady, and her swordsmanship is even more exquisite, which is amazing.

"Zheng" was another sound, guns and swords struck, buzzing, the sound of the earthquake was endless, Tang Die's sword light Huohuo, and three more moves.

Under the moonlight, the shadows of the two people intertwined, like a silent dance.

"Flower Palace?" After more than ten rounds of fighting, Yang Yizhi let out a sigh, "Liu Mo, you really have invested enough, and the assassins of the Silk Flower Palace can afford it." ”

As he spoke, Yang Yizhi poked and retreated, dragging Tang Die's actions.

"It's going to start again!" Liu Mo pinched a handful of sweat for Tang Die, because he could see that Yang Yizhi had begun to see through her moves.

The next battle is exactly the same as the last battle against Gao Qi.

After a few more rounds.

Yang Yizhi stabbed out with a sharp shot, and the spear slashed through the air, making a buzzing sound.

This time, he aimed the tip of the gun at Tang Die's chest, and with a "bang", he hit with one blow.

Then, with a flick of his wrist, the tip of the spear slashed a shallow cut on Tang Die's chest, but it was enough to make Tang Die retreat.

As soon as he saw the other party retreating, Yang Yizhi followed.

His spear seemed to be alive, constantly arcing through the air. His movements are smooth and graceful, like a dance.

When Yang Yizhi's horizontal gun stopped, Tang Die was covered in blood from head to toe.

"Silk Flower Palace, that's it!" He smiled contemptuously. "Now, follow your master and die!"