"Oh no, someone sneaked attack!"

The screams of the arrows instantly woke up the elite of Wube who were about to press forward, and they immediately prepared to turn their horses' heads to face the battle, but unfortunately the Lion Gorge was too narrow, and there was no space for them to adjust their formation, and more importantly, the sudden attack made the elite of Wube fall into a panic, coupled with the space that was difficult to move, it was difficult for the elite of Wube to form an effective defense for a while.

"Ulan Ministry, kill me! Avenge the patriarch and avenge the brothers of my clan who died in Wujiang City!"

Ulanshu rushed down the mountain first, and behind him were the warriors of the Ulan tribe who followed closely, and they came down the mountain one by one like tigers, and everyone seemed to be holding back a force in their hearts!

Look, those panicked enemies in front of us are the enemies of our Ulan tribe! They have taken the foundation of our Ulan tribe, and they will drive out the Ulan tribe completely! Now the time for revenge has come!

Qiu Weng slashed down with a long knife in his hand, and instantly split a Wube elite with a horse in half, and even killed into the Wube elite! But he was not alone, there were hundreds of Wulan warriors behind him!

"The Ulan tribe vows to avenge this blood revenge today!" A ten-year-old Ulan tribe warrior rushed up, his ten fingers had been frozen and purple, and he could only barely hold the scimitar with both hands, but he just jumped down from the boulder on the side of the mountain, and the scimitar held in both hands stabbed into the heart of a Ube warrior who tried to turn the horse's body, and immediately cut him off the horse, and the blood splashed the little warrior's head and face, which couldn't help but make him timid, but it inspired the beast in his heart!

Kill!

Without hesitation, he rushed to the nearest enemy around him, like his father who swore to protect Wujiang City!

"The third, die!"

A veteran warrior of the Ulan tribe who had passed the age of destiny was dressed in battle robes, his gray hair hanging from his ears and drifting in the wind and snow. He stretched out his bow and arrows, even if his frozen hands could not stop trembling and weak, but he still pulled the bowstring without hesitation, and the sharp arrows on the bowstring burst out with a bang, and it was piercing through the left eye of a black elite, this man fell off the horse with a scream, and the war horse was also startled by this blow, and immediately began to run wildly regardless of it, knocking down a large number of people and horses around.

The old soldier suddenly gathered all around him, and a sharp arrow had pierced through his chest, and not far away a black cavalryman was staring at this place, obviously this arrow was what he did!

Cough!

The old soldier knocked out a mouthful of pus and blood with ice ballast, and his body fell on the mountain rock beside him, and when he was confused, he thought of his son, who should have been like this when his youngest son died in Wujiang City that day.

Lang, go slower, Dad is here to accompany you.

............

The Lion Gorge is really small, the cavalry is really unable to play, it is not as good as the three Shang Zhengyu and the soldiers of the Ulan tribe who are fighting on foot, and the battle situation near the mountain suddenly became one-sided, and the elite of the Ulan tribe were pulled down by the soldiers of the Ulan tribe from the back of the horse one by one, and then they were chopped by the knives

Die!

A huge silver sword suddenly slashed towards the Wube army that had fallen into a panic, and directly killed several people before stopping. Shang Zhengyu jumped directly down from the mountain, like a tiger out of the gate, and a dark iron heavy sword danced like a windmill in his hand, and no one could get close to him.

Zi Qi held the long sword in his hand to guard the right, Wan Yanjing held the bowstring behind, the two followed closely with Shang Zhengyu, forming a triangular battle formation, and they directly entered the elite of Wubu like this, and there was no one who was together anywhere, or was split by the Xuantie heavy sword on the spot, or was cut off by the cold sword light, or was pierced by sharp arrows, which suddenly made the already somewhat flustered Wube battle array even more unbearable!

Wu Qi stretched out his hand to the back of his head and touched the crimson of his hand, which immediately made him angry: "Who Fangxiao dares to plot against me Wubu!

"Wu Qi, Wu Lan Shu is going to avenge his father today!

Wulan Shu roared from afar, although his skills were not good, but he boosted the momentum of the entire Ulan army, Shang Zhengyu laughed loudly, and immediately split the two of them again, and went straight to Wuqi!

At this moment, two general-looking martial artists came out from Wu Qi's side, one of them holding a Zhangba snake spear, embellished with red tassels like a poisonous snake's letter, exuding a cold and murderous aura. The other person pulled out a big knife behind his back, and the cold knife light only made people feel cold and bone-chilling at a glance, and they were suddenly afraid in their hearts. An aura that was obviously different from ordinary people emanated from the two of them, which was a sign of a powerful person!

The left and right generals of Wuqi, the snake tail stone Jin Biao and the iron horse golden knife Helan Mountain!

"Kill!"

Shi Jinbiao borrowed strength from the shoulders of the surrounding Wube warriors, and the whole person jumped on the top of Shang Zhengyu's head after a few steps, and the Zhangba snake spear in his hand stabbed out again and again like a spiritual snake spitting out a letter, pointing directly at Shang Zhengyu's eight key points on the left and right, forcing Shang Zhengyu to stop and fight!

At the same time as Shi Jinbiao made a move, Helan Mountain's big knife was not idle, and the two warriors of the Ulan tribe were still trembling at their respective enemies, but they suddenly felt a flash of sword light in front of them, and then suddenly lost consciousness. In Shang Zhengyu's eyes, Helan Mountain's heavy big knife swept lightly across the necks of the two of them, as light as a fallen leaf, this kind of arm-like accusation in the way of the knife will never be obtained if it is not immersed in the knife path for decades, this Helan Mountain is definitely a knife slave who single-mindedly pursues the ultimate of the knife, this kind of person must not let him play with momentum, otherwise it is difficult to win!

Shang Zhengyu held the Xuantie heavy sword and used him as a shield, when Dangdangdang repeatedly blocked Shi Jinbiao's Zhangba snake spear stab, and at the same time Ziqi also faced Helan Mountain, the two of them are domineering and majestic, and the other sword is on the sidelines, it is two extremes, it is difficult to say who wins and who loses.

The rear troops of the Ube were suddenly attacked by the Ulan tribe, and although the initial losses were huge, they were still not injured by their strength. But the fatal thing is that the timing chosen by Shang Zhengyu is too good!

At this moment, the elite vanguard army of Wubu led by Tuoba Lie had just crossed the gate of the village and fought with the Mengbu men and horses in the Mengbu camp, relying on an endless stream of reinforcements from the rear. But Shang Zhengyu led this Ulan army to make such a surprise attack, and the rear was in chaos, and the gate of the village was narrow

The small passage was not smooth, which caused the entire Wube to be cut into two at once, and the end and end could not be taken care of!

The pressure of Meng's defense gradually decreased, and the pressure suddenly came to the attacking Ube side, although the Ube men and horses were still advancing under the death of Tuoba Lie, but this was like a burning fire, and there must be a moment to extinguish as time passed!

"Sons, this is the brother of the Ulan tribe! let's not let these dog mongrels of the Ube run away, kill me!"

Seeing that the momentum of the Wubu was weakening, Xiao Meng Ge didn't know that Shang Zhengyu and the Ulan Bu had already moved! He no longer blindly defended and retreated, but personally led the men and horses to pounce forward! How cultivated Xiao Meng was, and the situation was at its peak! He was only one step away from the artistic conception! He was wearing white tiger fish scale armor and holding a green pear flower spear, like a god descending to earth, stepping on a horse and a fish jumped up, and one person and one horse stabbed into the Wubu battle formation like a sharp knife, and knocked down more than a dozen Wube elites from their horses with just one charge!

Tuoba Lie was suddenly anxious, and the pair of gilt short-handled giant axes in his hands swung like two whirlwinds, splitting in half a Meng cavalry who was stabbing at him, and was about to step forward to stop Xiao Meng Ge from continuing to slaughter his own men.

"Tuobalie, grandpa is waiting for you here!"

Mu Lin and Tuoba Lie are both the number two people of the two horse bandit tribes in the Northern Regions, and the grievances between each other are simply difficult to count, Mu Lin directly killed Tuoba Lie with a single knife in his hand, and Tuoba Lie could not only turn back to face the battle. The cultivation of the two of them is between the best, and it is difficult to distinguish the winner without hundreds of rounds.

But how can Ube have time to spend here!

As the saying goes, "the house leak happened to rain overnight, and the boat was late and encountered a head wind!" Tuoba Lie and the elites of the Ube entered a white-hot battle with the men and horses of the Meng Min, and suddenly no one cared about the small and medium-sized tribes who were originally coerced by the Ube to attack the Meng Min, and some small and medium-sized tribes suddenly scattered and fled, causing the vanguard troops of the Ubu to attack the Meng Bu suddenly became chaotic!

The generals and leaders of the Ube who were in charge of supervising the war successively cut down several soldiers who wanted to flee from the battle, but these small and medium-sized tribes were sandwiched between the Ube and the Meng from the beginning, and now their morale has been lost, so how can they fight again. What's more, Ube just treats them as cannon fodder on the battlefield, how can there be the slightest friendship at all!

Seeing that the matter was a little beyond his control, and the fleeing soldiers were no longer able to control it, he pulled out the scimitar at his waist in anger and stepped forward to see the two of them in person, but a sharp scimitar stabbed him in the chest without him noticing, he stared blankly at the person in front of him, his eyes flashed with disbelief, just as he wanted to say something, the assassin immediately raised the knife edge, and immediately made his air overflow with blood, and he could no longer speak.

Grabbing a handful of snow and wiping it across his face, Helian Yu pulled out the scimitar inserted into the general's chest.

Looking at the broken gate, his eyes changed from timidity to madness, and finally converged into indescribable coldness.

He's going to live!

No matter what the means, he wants to live!