Ye Qiu could already see Amin's frightened face, and his eyes flashed with murderous intent.

Amin's own soldiers, Bayala, roared in anger and roared forward, some with their bows outstretched, some leaping up with their horses ready to resist with their bodies, and some throwing axes with all their might.

In this small space, all the people quickly pounced on Ye Qiu, who was rushing over.

In terms of personal force value, these people are not in Ye Qiu's eyes, but they cooperate seamlessly, and the attacks up and down take care of Ye Qiu's body and the war horse under his crotch, so that he can't ignore it.

Ye Qiu let out a long roar, stepped on his feet, turned over and jumped up from his war horse, and in mid-air, he saw four spears spitting out from four different directions like cunning poisonous snakes.

His eyes widened, he exhaled, and the hundred battle knives in his hands fought in all directions at night, spilling a piece of sword light.

But at the same time, a long axe and a mace smashed into his lower body, splitting the sides.

Huang Taiji and the others on the hill breathed a sigh of relief, although they did not deal with Amin, they did not want him to die in the hands of the Ming army, which would be a huge blow to the morale of the Jurchen Eight Banners.

But the next moment, their hearts were lifted again.

On the battlefield, seeing Ye Qiu in mid-air, unable to dodge the incoming attack, Amin let out a smug laugh.

He thought that in this case, it was impossible for this young general of the Ming army to dodge, and there was only a dead end.

Then, his laughter choked in his throat, and his eyes showed disbelief.

Two of the four spears were swept away by the Ming army general in mid-air, and the remaining two all stabbed him in the body, and the sharp spear blade broke through the silver fish scale armor with horsepower, but it was blocked by something unknown after only one inch of piercing, and he could no longer move forward half a point.

How can it be!

Amin shouted in his heart.

However, the young general of the Ming army stabilized his body with two spears piercing his body, and his feet lightly touched on the long axes and maces that smashed left and right.

With two rattles, the spear snapped, and his body swooped into the air.

"Kill him!" Amin yelled and stepped back.

Four more spears pierced towards Ye Qiu in mid-air.

Then, Amin heard an angry roar, and a knife, a bloody war knife, suddenly fell from the sky. The sound of the sword and the wind and thunder came with a shout. All four spears were broken, the tip of the spear was castrated, and it fell weakly in front of Amin's horse.

The four Baya Lama horses blocked in front of Amin, Ye Qiu landed steadily, and then bounced up, and the Hundred Battle Knife slashed forward again at an unbelievable speed, killing him with one sword.

The head of the person on the far right rose into the sky, and blood spurted from the neck, splashing Amin's head and face as he kept retreating.

Amin's face was covered with blood, his eyes were confused, he stopped in shock, and blurted out: "Save me......"

"Amin, this kid is going to be unlucky. The majestic bear-like Mang Gurtai was a little gloating, he could see clearly from a high place, the general of the Ming army opposite, the martial arts were terrifying, and Amin was definitely not an opponent.

"Shut up, no matter what personal grievances are now, no matter how much Amin jerks off, he is also the representative of the Jurchens. Huang Taiji shouted dissatisfiedly.

A fierce glint flashed in Mang Gurtai's eyes, and then he pursed his lips and said nonchalantly: "You say yes." ”

"Okay, okay! Lord Ye, I didn't expect this nephew of your family to be so brave, he is really the enemy of ten thousand people!" Cao Huachun beat his chest excitedly, and he didn't feel the hat on his head crooked.

As for Ye Xiu, this one was even more excited than him, his hands were clenched into fists, and his eyes were fixed on Ye Qiu in silver armor and Amin in black armor.

He knew about Amin, the second Belle of the Jurchens, who was brave and good at fighting, but the relationship with the other Jurchen Baylors did not seem to be good.

If Ye Qiu can kill this person, he will definitely be prestigious, and he will be the only one in the Ming Army!

Amin retreated in a panic as he kicked and flew towards his corpse, while stretching his left hand and grabbing the silk silk that was tied around his waist by a pro-soldier Bayala, and threw it forward without hesitation.

At the same time, three Bayalas flew from both sides to kill.

Ye Qiu shouted violently, his delicate face highlighted a violent aura, and the Hundred Battle Knife flew up in the air, and before the knife arrived, the blood beads on the knife had already shot out.

The man holding the spear at the head felt a flash of blood in front of him, and his face was cold, and then he saw his iron armor burst suddenly, and blood gushed out from his chest.

Then Ye Qiu took another step forward, and the knife slashed horizontally, cutting off the bayala thrown by Amin, the blood was like a waterfall, and the internal organs fell to the ground.

Ye Qiu didn't care about the filth at all, passed between the two corpses, avoided an axe and a knife, his body was short, and the knife flashed twice.

The two of Bayala's mounts crashed to the ground, crushing them under their horses.

From beginning to end, he didn't take his eyes off Amin for the slightest.

Amin was still retreating, and as long as he could run out of the crowded cavalry around him, he would be able to use the advantage of riding a horse to throw this devilish Ming general away.

Ye Qiu turned around and cut a crack in the chest of a approaching Bayara, and then grabbed a person with his left hand and threw it back, blocking the crossbow arrows that were fired.

"Leave me behind...... he suddenly roared, leaped high, and with the help of his forward momentum, knocked one of the bayalas in front of him off his horse, and the hundred battle knives in his hand had already broken through the armor and stabbed him into the abdomen.

At the same time, he flew up and kicked the Jurchen soldiers who were rushing on their left side.

Then, with a heavy kick of his feet in the saddle, the man flew over the heads of several Ba Yala, and slashed at the top of Amin's head.

While~~~!

Amin abandoned his spear, which was not good at melee combat, and drew his sword to block, his arm suddenly numb, and the tiger's mouth cracked.

"What strength!" he was terrified.

"Kill ......" Ye Qiu castrated unabated, and slashed again.

In the face of the attack, Amin could no longer retreat, so he could only hold the knife with both hands, gritted his teeth and blocked it upward, and the Hundred Battle Knife roared in.

The two knives intersected with a loud bang.

Amin fell straight off his horse.

Ye Qiu took advantage of the situation to retreat quickly, and heard Amin shouting behind the horse's buttocks: "Come on, come on...... Save me...... Help me......"

The battle became more and more bloody and tragic, the sound of war drums, horns, fighting and shouts were intertwined, and a huge wave of sound swelled up, and the sound wave stirred up waves that soared into the sky, and exploded on the battlefield, and the sound shook all over the field.

Amin's voice was almost drowned out, and only a few of his own soldiers rushed forward, because if Amin died, they would not survive.

However, it's too late!

The horse Amin was riding suddenly let out a brief neigh, and was split in two in front of Amin's eyes, and the red sword flew out from the broken horse's thigh, and there was a bloody figure behind it.

Can it still be like this?!

The Huang Taiji on the hill was already dumbfounded.

Is it possible to cut a horse nearly four meters long in half from head to hip?