After Lin Mu chopped up the soldier, the surrounding soldiers saw that Lin Mu was so brave, and they were shocked for a while.

Seeing that everyone didn't dare to go forward, Lin Mu killed Xiahoudun towards him, and Xiahoudun saw Lin Mu like this, and he was also arrogant for a while.

After holding the spear in his hand, he rushed towards the forest again.

The moment Lin Mu and Xiahoudun intersected, Lin Mu was picked up by Xiahoudun and flew out.

The spear stabbed directly into the ribs of Lin Mu, stabbing Lin Mu's ribs, and the tip of the spear was blocked by the ribs, which picked Lin Mu out of the air.

Otherwise, it should be like Song Xian at the beginning, directly piercing the forest.

This shot actually picked Lin Mu out of more than ten meters away, and Lin Mu flew into the crowd as soon as he could.

Seeing this, the surrounding soldiers picked up their swords and slashed at Lin Mu's body, wanting to get a share of the credit.

Blood splattered from the falling swords, and a smile appeared on the soldier's face, but before they could laugh completely, two battle axes slammed down on the face of one of the soldiers.

The soldier's head was smashed to pieces, and the bones and unknown white flowers splashed all over the faces of the others.

Warm blood and bone appeared on his face, and the soldier frantically tried to retreat.

But there were too many people, and the crossing was already narrow, and the trees had killed the most people.

The people two or three meters away couldn't see what was going on beside Lin Mu, but they saw Lin Mu being picked up by Xiahoudun and flying into the crowd, and they all rushed forward frantically to fight for merit.

Unless someone evacuates from the outside first, it is impossible to squeeze out in this situation.

Lin Mu picked up the double axe and killed it into the crowd, the double axe continued to rise and fall, and each time it rose and fell, it would bring out a pool of blood.

The blood of others was poured together with Lin Mu's own blood, and Lin Mu's body was as if it had been soaked in blood.

I couldn't tell what happened to Lin Mu's injuries.

The next moment, the soldiers surrounding Lin Mu suddenly made way of a way, and Xiahoudun's spear stabbed at Lin Mu again, and Lin Mu threw the battle axe in his hand towards Xiahoudun.

Seeing that Lin Mu threw the tomahawk over, Xiahoudun hurriedly dodged and dodged the tomahawk, but although he dodged the tomahawk, the horse was directly smashed through by the tomahawk.

The war horse didn't even have time to scream, and was directly smashed open by the axe, and then the whole body was smashed into a mess.

Xiahoudun was thrown out directly, and he was dizzy for a while.

At this moment, a cold feeling hit the bone, this cold was not cold blown by the cold wind, but a cold to the bone.

Xiahoudun's consciousness began to slowly recover, and as soon as he recovered a little, he found a big axe slashing towards him.

Xiahoudun rolled over, and then narrowly avoided it, and turned his head to look at the place he had just now, where a small pit was directly smashed out by this tomahawk.

If he hadn't woken up in time, I'm afraid he would have become a headless corpse by now.

Before he could rejoice, he saw a hand grabbing at him.

Xiahoudun wanted to avoid it, but found that there was no way to avoid it, and his big hand grabbed his armor violently, Xiahoudun wanted to break free, but found that his strength was as powerless as a mantis arm blocking a car in the face of this person's strength.

At this moment all the sounds stopped, and there seemed to be silence between heaven and earth, and he was lifted up by the armor on his chest grabbed by this big hand.

Only then did Xiahoudun see that the armor pieces of his armor were pinched and creaked.

Xiahoudun struggled weakly in the air, trying to break free from the restraints, but found that there was no way to break free.

"You are Xiahoudun?"

A voice came, which made Xiahoudun quiet down.

Xiahoudun realized that he had lost, and he had lost completely.

"I am ......"

The three brothers Liu Guan and Zhang braved the rain of arrows and rushed towards the ferry, and the Son of Heaven must not have anything to do.

If the Son of Heaven takes the three of them on the expedition today, if anything goes wrong with the Son of Heaven, the three of them will not be able to escape the blame.

Not to mention anything else, just say that the Son of Heaven gave them such a high position just as soon as they met at the beginning of the year, and they couldn't help but repay this kindness.

What was he Liu Bei before he met the Son of Heaven? is a small county order, even a superintendent can be bullied at will, who dares to despise him now in the Manchu Dynasty?

He Guan Yu is just a horse archer, not even an official, but now he can be called a general, which is all given to them by the Son of Heaven.

Zhang Fei didn't think about it so much, he just saw the two brothers rushing so forward, so he just rushed with him.

Not only them, but even the other soldiers saw the Son of Heaven rushing into the battle formation, and they all rushed forward together.

Liu Bei unsheathed his swords and constantly assassinated the soldiers who surrounded him.

The Qinglong Glaive Knife in Guan Yu's hand picked up and rushed towards the crowd, and those who dared to stand in front of him were all cut down with a knife, and some were even directly cut in two.

Zhang Fei waved the snake spear in his hand and stabbed the surrounding soldiers to the ground one by one.

After Liu Bei cut down the enemy in front of him, he pointed in the direction where the forest trees disappeared and shouted to the soldiers behind him.

"The Son of Heaven rushed in from here just now!"

After saying that, Liu Bei took the two brothers and a group of soldiers and rushed in the direction of the most people.

The soldiers behind him followed closely behind Liu Bei and the others, although arrows rained down in the air, and the soldiers suffered heavy casualties, they did not retreat.

They knew that the Son of Heaven was in the crowd, and as long as they rushed forward, they would be able to be with the Son of Heaven.

In ancient times, the competition in war was morale, and when fighting in peacetime, the morale of a large army would fall or even collapse when the casualties reached 10%.

If the casualties reach 30% and still do not retreat, that is the elite.

When the casualties reach fifty percent, it can still hold on, that is, the army that can leave a name in history.

If the casualties reach seventy percent and they can continue to fight, it will be enough to go down in history.

And now the soldiers rushing towards the ferry didn't care about their casualties at all, they just wanted to rush to the ferry and stand with the Son of Heaven.

The Son of Heaven is the Dinghai Divine Needle, and the Son of Heaven is the only flagpole in their hearts.

In the army of forest trees, there is no need for a handsome banner at all, because everyone knows that Lin Mu must be at the forefront.

In the almost massacre terrain of the ferry, they rushed from the boat to the ferry.

If they want to see the woods, they can only rush.

They rushed forward as much as they could, and when they reached the front, they could see the back of the woods.

At first the casualties were very heavy, but as soon as the soldiers began to land, the archers at the crossing began to engage in hand-to-hand combat.

The rain of arrows began to gradually weaken, and Liu Guanzhang and the three of them had already rushed into the crowd, but they could not find the location of the forest trees.

At this moment, they found that the soldiers around them had thrown their swords to the ground, and then knelt down.

When these soldiers knelt down, Liu Guanzhang and the three of them saw the forest tree holding Xiahoudun in one hand.