The rain of arrows in the sky whistled and fell, and the sound of horses' hooves like thunder in the distance was deafening.

You must know that the current 20,000 Great Wei troops are the remnants of the Great Wei army that Zheng Pingfei collected from everywhere. Although it was reassigned to a unified number, the trust and tacit understanding between the soldiers had not yet been established, and the team formation suddenly collapsed after receiving a head-on attack in a hurry.

In the face of this army of captives in a neat line of cavalry rushing towards them, countless people's hearts were full of despair. They had already been defeated once under the iron hooves of the cavalry, and the same scene at this time immediately triggered endless fear in their hearts. Those Great Wei soldiers who were more familiar with each other instinctively gathered together, but they could only destroy the formation more completely.

The spear in the hand of the cavalry in front of him was just a light oblique pick, and with the huge impact of the war horse, the neck of the cavalry of the Great Wei Army was immediately torn apart, and only the small half of the neck was still connected to his head, but the vitality had been completely cut off!

The spear drew a flat arc, and the cavalry of the Great Wei Army wanted to raise the spear in his hand to try to block, but he only heard a pop, and his abdomen was suddenly penetrated, and the whole person fell backwards from the horse with the huge impact force, struggling and fluttering twice, but was trampled into flesh by the iron hooves that followed.

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The end of the battlefield was already predetermined the moment the two sides came into contact. Even if Zheng Pingfei personally went into battle and killed several captive cavalry with the sword in his hand, it was still a drop in the bucket to turn the tide of the battle. Everywhere he looked, there were cavalry with smiling faces everywhere, and although the officers and men of the Great Wei Army resisted bravely, they were not large-scale after all, and they were torn to pieces under the enemy's spears with only one impact. Occasionally, there were counterattacks on a larger scale, and they suddenly collapsed under the "special care" of the cavalry that doubled with their own captives.

The sound of killing was everywhere, but this shout of killing was only a captive, not a great Wei.

A captive archer rider with a scar on his face with eyes as cold as an eagle immediately spotted Zheng Pingping, who was being protected by the Great Wei Legion. He didn't say a word, Zhang Gong took the arrow in one go, and the breathing rate was instantly adjusted to synchronize with the war horse under the crotch, and at the moment when the two war horses landed for the second time and were about to be raised, the sharp arrow shot out like lightning, pointing straight at the center of the eyebrows!

Originally, with Zheng Pingping's good cultivation, he should have given an immediate warning at the moment when the screaming sound of sharp arrows piercing the air appeared, but at this moment, the torrential rain suppressed most of the voices in the battlefield. When the screaming sound that broke through the air reached Zheng Pingping's ears, there was no time for him to react!

Arrows are slow, but fast.

Slowly, the tip of the arrow made of pig iron approached him almost inch by inch under Zheng Pingping's gaze, and even Zheng Pingfei could clearly see the dissatisfied metal scratches on the tip of the arrow and the force of the arrow body rotating in the air.

Soon, as soon as he turned around, the tip of the arrow had already hit his smooth forehead!

Seeing that it was too late to block, Zheng Pingfei actually let his waist and head suddenly tilt back when it was impossible to dodge, and at the same time pulled the reins on one side with both hands, and the war horse under his crotch immediately fell sideways in the direction of Zheng Pingping, which will dodge the nail kill of the sharp arrow!

But the sharp arrow still cut a bloody blood groove between Zheng Pingping's eyebrows, and by the way, Zheng Pingping's helmet was blown away, and Zheng Pingping's bridle was cut off. The long black hair was always scattered in the wind, mixed with a little silver-white filament, and the red helmet was stretched in the wind, but it was immediately bumped into by the whistling war horse and did not know where and where.

"Master Hou!"

Mu Zheng finally rushed over, and at this moment, she was hit by a gunshot wound in the waist and left arm, but it was not a vital point, and it did not damage his combat strength. But when Mu Zheng arrived, he saw Zheng Pingping, who was holding his bleeding forehead and closing his eyes, and was immediately startled, fortunately Zheng Pingping was fine, otherwise he really didn't know what to do!

Zheng Pingfei endured the dizziness in his brain that made him almost vomit, the gurgling blood flowed down his cheeks, Zheng Pingfei covered his forehead, his eyes were resolute, and he issued the first and last order to Mu Zheng today: "Lead people to withdraw...... Withdraw Langfu ......"

Mu Zheng's heart tightened, and he shouted to the surrounding guards of the Hou Mansion who were holding round shields: "A few of you protect the Hou Ye, I will lead people to break the queen!"

"Withdraw, withdraw!"

Mu Zheng waved his hand and shouted, and the roar of his inner strength suddenly resounded throughout the battlefield, and those soldiers of the Great Wei army began to retreat backwards, and at this time, only by running fast could they have a way to live! And Mu Zheng was constantly interspersed with the battlefield, gathering all the troops he could collect! He chose all the Great Wei cavalry that was still on the horse, because only such soldiers could keep up with his footsteps!

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Although Shang Zhengyu stepped up his horse quickly, and did not hesitate to lose his internal strength to inject it into the horse's body, he was still a step slower when he arrived at the battlefield. TXT Book House

The Great Wei army had already fallen apart under the onslaught of the Great Wei army and retreated in the direction of Langfu, while those captured cavalry were cold-blooded harvesting the lives of the Great Wei army with spears in hand. There were about 200 people gathered around Mu Zheng, who were fighting and retreating with him. But after all, they could only resist a part of the enemy, and more cavalry bypassed their area and chased after the Great Wei army in front.

"Damn it!"

Shang Zhengyu slapped his horse up, and threw out a whip in his hand, and the long whip with sufficient internal strength suddenly exploded when it hit the back of a captive cavalryman, directly bursting the thick leather jacket on the back of the captive cavalryman.

Shang Zhengyu threw away the bursting horsewhip, snatched the spear from the seriously injured and fainted cavalry, and rushed straight to the deepest part of the battlefield!

A spear was completely regarded by him as a Xuantie heavy sword, and the demon style in the Pingtian swordsmanship was like a dragon going out to sea, and he fought a way out of the army of captives, and all those who stood in the way were swept off the horse, and those who stood in the way were blinded!

After all, he is a master of the situation, even if he does not have a weapon in his hand, it is not an ordinary captive warrior who can resist, under the hand-to-hand combat, Shang Zhengyu has already picked off more than a dozen captive cavalry in a moment, and the other captive cavalry immediately distanced themselves from Shang Zhengyu, and untied the bow and arrow on the saddle one by one, what he did was self-evident!

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Shang Zhengyu scolded secretly, but he didn't dare to slack off. No matter how strong he is, his internal cultivation has not yet reached the realm of invulnerability. He held the spear with one hand, and slapped the other hand on the horse's back, and a pure Xiaoyao Tianlan meridian internal strength entered the body of the war horse, and suddenly the horse only felt a light under his feet, and the four hooves were a few points faster, leaving behind the dozen sharp arrows that were shot.

But there were still some who came straight to Shang Zhengyu and the horses! The spear in Shang Zhengyu's hand kept sweeping, shooting down countless arrows, but there were still a few arrows that leaked, and suddenly a few blood marks were wiped on Shang Zhengyu and the horses. Fortunately, both men and horses were not hit hard.

Shang Zhengyu accelerated all the way and finally met Mu Zheng. I saw that there were only more than 100 people left in the original team of more than 200 people, and they were still stubbornly slowing down the advance of this captive army. Shang Zhengyu knew from looking at this posture that Mu Zheng was planning to fight for his life here, so as to buy more time for the soldiers who were fleeing ahead!

"Brother Shang, you go quickly!"

Mu Zheng shot and killed a captive warrior who rushed up, and with a whip he flicked his hand, he was about to slap Shang Zhengyu's horse leg, but the whip head was held by Shang Zhengyu's backhand in the air.

"If you want to die, you don't want to die in this place, rush out with me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, another captive warrior came up, Shang Zhengyu pressed down with the body of the spear with one hand, and then threw it behind him, and the tip of the spear inadvertently wiped the waist of the captive warrior, immediately bringing out a blood mist.

"I won't go, if I wasn't careless, how would I ......"

"Fuck your shit!"

Shang Zhengyu's right hand swept away the cavalry that was approaching the two, and the free left hand gave Mu Zheng a slap, not really in practice, but the external release of internal strength from the inside out.

"When Lao Tzu and the 5,000 Su army of the Nangong family fought against the wolf king in the east, it was much more tragic than this!

Shang Zhengyu's eyes burst out with a fierce fierce light, the spear in his hand was like a dragon, and the place where the gun shadow passed was about to bloom a blood mist, with the huge impact of the war horse under his crotch, any slightest contact in Shang Zhengyu's hands would be torn out of a huge crack.

He didn't give Mu Zheng any time to react, Gangfeng was twisted into a whip shape in his hand, and he slapped Mu Zheng's war horse's butt hard! Mu Zheng's war horse under his crotch immediately neighed miserably, and rushed out as if flying, and the severe pain made it ignore Mu Zheng's fiercely tightened reins, and only knew how to run forward.

"Rush out with Lao Tzu and go!"

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