Guo Fan's movements can be described as rabbits and falcons, and He Baihu and his party have no time to react.

He Sanshu is guarded by his own soldiers, and his own strength is not weak.

But alas.

Facing Guo Fan, he had no power to resist, and was directly kicked out of the wall.

Everyone only felt that the figure in front of them flashed, and the matter was a foregone conclusion!

"Your Excellency!"

The faces of the soldiers changed greatly, and they didn't care about retaliating against Guo Fan, so they all lay on the wall and looked down.

"Peng!"

He Baihu fell heavily from the wall more than a zhang high, and then rolled down into the trench below.

There were sharp wooden stakes in the trenches, and some of them even pierced his armor, and they sank into the flesh of the flesh for an unknown amount of time.

"Ah......h

A terrible scream came from He Baihu's household, his cheeks were covered with dust and blood, and his body was struggling desperately in the trench full of sharp stakes.

"Beijung!"

Guo Fan stood at the top, ignoring the screams below, and shouted at the Beirong army: "There is a hundred households here, and the hundred households of the Great Liang are exchanged for Beirong Ezhen, which is just right." ”

"Liu An!"

He Baihu grabbed the two wooden stakes with his blood-stained hands, pulled himself up from the inside, and roared angrily at the sky

"You don't want to die!"

"Tut-tut......"

Guo Fan shook his head again and again: "Lord Baihu, I think you still have to worry more about yourself." ”

"Whoa......

"Huh!"

On the wall, a group of pro-soldiers finally came back to their senses, pulled out their blades one after another, and pointed at Guo Fan angrily.

"The surname Liu, you dare to assassinate the adults of a hundred households!"

"It was Lord Baihu himself who agreed to the request of the Beirong people, and I just fulfilled his wish for him. ”

Guo Fan looked indifferent: "Of course, if you don't agree, you can go down and pull him up." ”

"But now that it has come to this, I advise you not to act rashly. ”

"You ......"

The pro-soldiers were furious, and Huo Huo was about to make a move.

The border troops were mostly ruthless and disrespectful of orders, but this definitely did not include personal soldiers.

Officers support their own soldiers, not to mention that they have to pay their own money when the military salary is full, and they also eat and live together on weekdays.

Treat the soldiers like brothers.

As a result, it has always been rare for a soldier to betray his master's family.

There was turmoil within Boryeongdun, and the Beirong side did not seem to expect it to develop into the current situation.

What they want is the murderer of Lord Banda's brother, not any hundred households of Daliang.

The three riders were stunned for a moment, muttering a few words to each other before one of them rode his horse backwards.

Obviously, they were asking for advice on what to do next.

"Those 100 households!"

In the Beirong army, someone suddenly shouted: "Your people can be on top? ”

He Baihu, who had just struggled to get up from the trench, was stunned for a moment, and then his face was full of ecstasy, and he hurriedly climbed up.

"Lord Banda, He Sanshu has heard of your name for a long time. ”

He was covered in blood, and staggered towards the Beirong army: "I am willing to exchange the surname Liu for your ......"

"Poof!"

Before he could finish speaking, his body suddenly stiffened.

Lowering his head, a shiny tip pierced his heart, bringing out a blood-stained barrel that was more than a foot long.

"Ho...... Ho ......"

He Baihu stretched forward with one hand, his eyes were full of unwillingness and reluctance, his mouth shook, his body shook a little, and he finally threw himself to the ground.

After falling to the ground, his body twitched a few times before he completely lost his breath.

"Traitor. ”

On the wall, Guo Fan withdrew his palm expressionlessly and looked at a group of soldiers: "This kind of person should be killed!"

"Ahh

The pro-soldiers roared.

They almost went crazy.

The man in front of him kicked his master out in front of them, and threw a gun in front of them to kill people.

The Lord humiliates his ministers to death, and it is unforgivable!

With a wild roar, several pro-soldiers had already swung their knives and guns.

One of them was the most ferocious, with a mistake at his feet, the last to come first, and the blade teased Guo Fan's throat.

At the same time, his wrist trembled slightly, and it actually locked his entire upper body.

"Huh?"

Guo Fan's mouth was light, his big hand was bent into a claw, and he grabbed it against the blade.

"Click......

A shrill voice rang out.

Guo Fan's five fingers were like steel, buckled on the blade, and there were some sparks rubbed out.

With another wave of his hand, the blade of the knife was forced to slash back, stopping all the incoming knives and guns.

"This strength is the one who is punching. ”

"Exactly!"

The other party stabilized the blade of the knife, gritted his teeth and roared: "You ruined my junior brother's kung fu, and killed my main general, today you will either die or I will die!"

Before the sound fell, he had already slashed several times with a knife.

"Ding...... Dangdang ......"

Guo Fan's face was calm from beginning to end, and with a flick of his ten fingers with both hands, he flew out of the incoming swords and guns.

As for the threat in the other party's mouth, he didn't care about it at all.

He leaned forward, took two steps under his feet, grabbed a steel knife in his hand, and killed one person with his backhand.

The blade of the knife swirled, and the two spear heads also fell.

A man in the rear bent his bow and arrow, and before he could shoot it, he heard someone behind him shouting and pounced.

"Liu Tou, I'm here to help you!"

Ma Chao gritted his teeth and struggled for a moment, but finally felt that he had to stand by Guo Fan's side.

However, he is too weak, even in the face of an archer who is not good at melee combat, he is invincible.

"Kill!"

Aside from the side, a spear stabbed diagonally, forcing the archers back.

But it was Jiang Niu who also made a move.

His eyes were red, he held the gun in both hands, and stabbed forward without any moves, and he was full of momentum for a while.

Guo Fan glanced at the two of them, and once again swung his knife and cut one of them to the ground.

He stepped forward without hesitation, and with an easy swing of the long knife in his hand, he blocked all the attacks.

Whether it's a knife or a gun, no one is close!

And every time the sword is swung, one person must fall.

Even the master of the pro-soldiers, the one who was in the fist, desperately howling and launching an attack, was useless.

"Poof!"

The long knife stabbed, and the blade of the knife went straight into the heart along the gap in the cotton armor, and a blood-stained blade emerged from the back of the pro-soldier.

Guo Fan drew his knife, and with a slight flick of the blade, he pulled out the pro-soldier who still had a breath out of the wall.

Stretching forward with one hand, he grabbed a person again, and the steel knife slashed forward, and a trace of blood immediately burst out.

In just a few moments, no more than ten breaths in total, and four people had already died under his knife!

Among them, including the 'master' of the main boxing gate.

One step at a time!

Killing people is like killing chickens!

"Dada...... Da Da ......"

The only two people who were left were already trembling, and their upper and lower teeth collided back and forth.

One of them was no more than three feet away from Guo Fan, and he watched his colleagues fall in front of him one after another.

And the butcher in front of him, except for being stained with blood all over his body, was unharmed!

With Guo Fan's calm expression, it is even more terrifying.

"You, you're not human, you're not human!"

The soldiers lost their eyes, staggered backwards under their feet, suddenly roared, and ran backwards.

As for the knife in his hand, he has long since lost it.

"Don't want to go!"

Jiang Hu jumped down from the hanging tower, gritted his teeth and stopped in front of his own soldiers, his body was vertical, and he punched hard.

"Peng!"

"Peng!"

The pro-soldier subconsciously counterattacked, but he couldn't stop his offensive at all, and after a few punches, he was pierced through the throat by Jiang Niu, who was free.

After a few moments, Boryeongdun regained its tranquility again.

Only the walls were covered with blood and corpses.

And He Baihu and the pro-soldiers he brought, none of them were spared at this time!

"Not bad. ”

Guo Fan glanced at Ma Chao, Jiang Niu, and Jiang Hu, and finally his eyes fell on Jiang Hu.

"The tiger boxing is a bit of a look, and when I practice boxing in the future, you can watch from the sidelines, no need to sneak around. ”

"Yes!"

Jiang Hu's eyes lit up, and he nodded heavily, and his body couldn't help but tremble slightly with excitement.

"Head. ”

Ma Chao was also moved: "That, can I ...... too"

"Yes, but before that, let's solve the trouble in front of us. ”

Guo Fan waved his hand casually and turned to look outside.

But seeing that the sky was already at dusk at this time, the Beirong army in the distance had already pulled out of camp and approached Baoning Dun at some point.

Obviously, the fighting Beijung people on the wall are also in sight.

Seeing that more than a dozen people in Baoningdun died in the blink of an eye, and half of them were all armored soldiers, they couldn't help but be overjoyed.

The young general, Banda, praised the think-tank Mr. Cao again and again.

The army pulls out the camp and attacks!

"Nearly a hundred. ”

Jiang Niu picked up the bow and arrow on the ground and looked out with a bitter face: "Captain A, can we do it?"

There are only six men in Baoningdun, even if they defend one side, they are a little reluctant.

"No problem!"

Jiang Hu was full of confidence at this time: "With the armor chief, no matter how many of them are, they can't rush up." ”

“......”

Brother Jiang Niu glanced at him, and could only smile bitterly.

"Roar!"

"Roar!"

At this time, the Beirong soldiers below shouted in unison, and a group of people rushed to the front of the trench with large shields.

While resisting the shield, they built simple wooden bridges and climbing ladders, and their movements were orderly and fast.

The horse on the wall bent his bow and arrows, but the big shield below was strictly guarded, and his arrows were useless.

Guo Fan picked up a spear, gestured for a moment, and finally shook his head and put it down.

In order for him to penetrate the Great Shield, he must use internal force.

There is a big war coming soon, and it is better to save one point less than one point of internal force.

"Kill!"

"Rush!"

The Beirong soldiers shouted.

The army was separated, and nearly twenty people wearing double armor and holding scimitars rushed to Boryeongdun in three directions.

The wall is more than one zhang high, even if you add the slope and ditch below, it is not too high.

Even if you fall from above, as long as you are strong enough, you won't be seriously injured!

The Beirong soldiers are even more unscrupulous.

With the soft ladder and the climbing ladder, a group of people have flocked to it.

In the rear, a dozen archers hid behind large shields across the ravines and threw powerful arrows at the wall.

For a while, arrows rained down, and the sound of killing resounded in one side.

"Stone!"

"Reject the pile!"

Ma Chao hid behind the women's wall and yelled desperately.

At this time, the people of Baoningdun also took the time to change into the cotton armor of their own soldiers, dodging bows and arrows and starting a counterattack.

Falling stones and stabbing spears can also slightly block the Beirong soldiers.

But the effect is not big.

This is the difference in the armaments of the two sides, but the momentum of each other is also very different.

On his own side, only Jiang Hu was still in good spirits, and Jiang Niu and Ma Chao were all pale.

As for the others, it's good to be able to move.

"It's so useless!"

Guo Fan was speechless, then turned his head to look around, and his eyes fell on a wooden stake that was thigh-thick and more than a foot long.

"Peng!"

He took two steps forward and pulled up the stake directly.

With a one-handed dance, the incoming bow and arrow flew away, and in a few starts, it rushed to near a gap.

There is a Beijon soldier climbing the wall.

"Peng!"

Guo Fan grabbed the wooden stake with his hand and smashed it down on his head.

Before the Beirong soldier could react, his head was smashed to pieces, and half of his body was paralyzed into mud.

"Hmm......"

Guo Fan's eyes moved.

"Forget, heads are valuable goods!"