At a glance, the boundless wolf riding tide surged in, and rolled up the hard reef formed by the tight huddle of the red armor of the Shangtun horse.

Far away from the scimitar jungle above the tide, this crimson reef is covered with thousands of pitch-black spears, which also obscure the sky and the sun.

"Ping!"

Mu Shipan roared angrily, and a total of 100 riders in the five rows behind him put down the riding spear at the same time, pointing straight ahead.

In the next moment, the hideous face of the golden wolf spirit rider and the snowy blade were close in front of him.

Between the lightning and flint, Mu Shipan at the forefront shook his spear lightly, and the pitch-black and heavy iron spear showed amazing toughness, and the sharp snow blade of the lion's head Zhan golden spear easily killed a golden wolf spirit rider in front of him.

The scimitar was out of his hand, blood splattered, and the poor wolf rode from his right rib to his left shoulder, and a translucent wound was opened from the front to the back, but the body still sat on the horse's back, passing Mu Shipan until he was struck away by another riding spear in red armor.

A few drops of blood splashed on the red lion's cooked copper face armor, like red blood tears flowing from the lion's eyes.

After picking up the horse, the slightly raised blade of the spear slashed diagonally to the lower left, and cut a brave wolf rider from the right shoulder to the left rib into two pieces.

The lion's head Zhan golden gun is indestructible, and even the splitting belt and killing more than 20 riders still do not show the slightest decline, and the blood and water on the lion's heart mountain pattern red steel armor flowed sideways, and the texture on the armor was retraced, and a layer of fresh carmine was smeared.

Behind him, a hundred red lion red armor spears were raised, and they crashed into the narrow passage opened by the captain of the Tun cavalry with the strength of one person, some people stumbled and fell into the mud and fell from their horses, and some people went on a rampage without danger, and only after the spear in his hand pierced the three or five wolf horses into a string did he not hesitate to let go of the gun, and pulled out the long knife on his waist and slashed and killed.

On the flanks and behind the hundred horsemen, there was an equally fierce and sharp forest of spears on each flank, and the comrades in front of him were slightly staggered at a very small angle and rushed forward.

The remaining seven hundred horse gun forests are gradually arranged, and they are clearly and harmoniously integrated.

If you look down from the city, the thousand horsemen in red armor fiercely crashed into the golden wolf cavalry array with light yellow robes, and even if the sword Lin Sensen was sensitive, he was still indomitable.

After each row of red armor abandoned the spears, the most courageous hundred cavalry commanders took the lead, and gradually transformed from a thick gun wall into a fierce sharp knife in the shape of a sharp arrow, stabbing the wolf riding tide into ten deep depressions. As time passed, the ten depressions gradually connected, forming a wide and smooth road paved with flesh and blood of hundreds of wolves.

Rao is like this, and dozens of poignant red blood flowers are still dotted on this smooth road.

Thousands of elite cavalry of the Jincheng border army who had already left the city no longer cared about the formation, and rushed along this smooth road unscrupulously, and for a time they could not catch up with the footsteps of the red-armored heavy cavalry.

Someone on the tower of Jincheng Guancheng exclaimed: "Strong!"

Duanmu Ci glanced at the high-spirited Cao Hutou, and whispered in Yuan Danqiu's ear: "There are six grandmasters in the Heidi array, and Captain Mu can stop it with just a thousand horses?"

Yuan Danqiu shook his head slowly, but did not make a sound.

On the contrary, Li Xiujiao on the side said in response: "Duanmu Priest doesn't know, battlefield battles are different from the battles of rivers and lakes, especially such plain cavalry battles, usually there is no opportunity to take advantage of the situation, even if a grandmaster does not hesitate to fight to the death, it is already the limit to reluctantly replace the lives of a thousand people, if it is replaced by a male soldier raised at no cost at the expense of the Tun cavalry guard, it is easy to kill three or two grandmasters." ”

This red-clothed samurai commander is quite familiar with the advantages and disadvantages of the two kinds of martial arts in the rivers and lakes and the battlefield, and can be called "Red Jiaolong" by the people of the rivers and lakes.

The martial artists in this team are not only good at fighting in the rivers and lakes on their own, but also can let go of all obsessions and scruples, and do things that are despicable for the right way of the rivers and lakes, such as bullying and hacking the master to death with a knife, and acting more like a strong army in the army that seeks victory by unscrupulous means. In the eyes of believers, the red-clothed temple warriors are certainly gorgeous and solemn guardians, but in the eyes of most people in the rivers and lakes, they are the same as the edict and the prison, and they are the same as the eagle and the dog of the Son of Heaven.

"What Commander Li said is correct, the king of Helan has a big but not strong tent, so there is no need to worry. ”

Shen Tuyuan handed over the work of beating the drum to his right-hand lieutenant, and walked to the head of the city in a few steps, with a solemn face, although he praised it, he did not look at Duanmu and Li Xiujiao, who asked and answered.

Cao Xianzhi ignored the subtle waves between several juniors, and also bowed his head and said: "Look at the strong soldiers and strong horses, in fact, the inside is just a plate of loose sand in the open and secret fighting, and the rabble with their own ghosts, where do you dare to really work hard? ”

Yuan Danqiu smiled indifferently, with a little banter in his tone: "With you Cao Hutou here, what else is the old man worried about? As long as the other party does not use the earth vein dragon qi, the Ceres Temple will not overstep its bounds and annoy people in vain." ”

Cao Xianzhi laughed when he heard this, and waved his hand to the proud protégé on the side.

General Jincheng, who was dressed in gold armor, nodded heavily, his breath was calm and thick, like a giant python in a mountain, and he took two dragon scales and purple gold maces and walked down the city tower.

Among the several prestigious generals and captains in the four towns in the north, Shen Tuyuan is not known for his stubbornness and invincibility, but when it comes to tenacity and impeccable invincibility, no one can beat him.

In Jizhou, where Zhou Di had the most frequent and tragic confrontations, it was no fluke that Jinchengguan could rank first among the four towns in the north.

Duanmu Ci didn't look at the Jincheng general who had tried his best to restrain but still couldn't hide his arrogance, but raised his hand to a place in the center of the battlefield and asked: "The ascetic monks of Helan Mountain and the red-clothed guards of the temple have the same name and the same name, and they both say that their peers are enemies, what does Commander Li think of this Xiao Dao Temple?"

The red clothes of the temple protector have always been above the top, and this question is undoubtedly contemptuous and belittling when this question falls on the ears of any temple martial artist. In other words, any big man dares to ridicule the red clothes of the palace like this, no matter how prominent the sect behind it is, this "Red Dragon" will definitely not hesitate to kill him for blasphemy~blasphemy.

However, since it was Duanmu Ci, who ranked second among the red-clothed priests, he spoke, Li Xiujiao had a bad seizure, in addition to the fact that they were equal in status, there was also a secret reason that both sides tacitly understood.

The Di Jinu sent by the Duanmu family to the temple was favored by the high priest, and he seemed to be a rising star competing for the position of the red-clothed leader of the temple, Duanmu Ci actually took the initiative to let him leave the temple, which virtually eliminated a big worry for the "Red Dragon", so the two have reached an alliance that has never been exported and no third person knows.

At that moment, Li Xiujiao pretended to be displeased and snorted and looked down.

He looked at it carefully for a moment, and suddenly a very pleasant laugh came from behind the golden mask, as if to answer the question: "It's really itchy!"

It was also at this moment that in the place that Duanmu Ci pointed to, the charge of the Tunqi Red Armor that had always been like a broken bamboo finally showed a trace of decline.

The lion's head golden spear and a broad-bladed arc of astonishing length struck hard, sending out a raging scream that reverberated across the battlefield.

Mu Shipan shouted angrily, and the body of the gun turned sharply, causing the tip of the gun to draw a dangerous arc and cut diagonally towards Xiao Daosi's neck.

The thin and short but naturally powerful commander of the Golden Wolf Army blocked with a horizontal knife, and the edge of the knife dragged along the blade of the gun, knocking the blade of the Tun Cavalry Captain to the side.

In the scalp-tingling sound of iron grinding, countless people inside and outside the battlefield saw the scorching sparks flying in the sky.

After a short confrontation, the two passed by, Xiao Daosi held the knife in both hands, slammed it in front of him, danced a brilliant fan-shaped knife wheel, and simply slashed the four red armors behind Mu Shipan.

Without the hindrance of the captain of the Tun Cavalry, the commander of the Golden Wolf Army came out of the cage like a trapped beast, becoming more and more unscrupulous.

More red armor surged up in an instant, surrounding the surroundings of Xiao Dao Temple, but it couldn't stop the flashing of sword light in it, and immediately several horses shattered, and there were no corpses.

In the follow-up, Hongjia desperately followed one after another, intending to bury the sharp sword light with iron armor and flesh and blood, and put the fierce beast of Xiao Dao Temple back in the cage.

Whether it is the commander of the Golden Wolf Army or the captain of the Tun Cavalry, the two grandmaster generals who are proficient in battlefield killing do not use gorgeous moves such as sword qi and sword gang, let alone urge the inspiration realm of meteorological competition, but introvert their divine will and put it away as soon as they are released, and they all integrate it into the most concise and practical killing moves, and they are not willing to waste a little extra strength.

Compared with the grandmasters of the rivers and lakes, the generals of the military family may not be able to talk about life and death in every square inch, and it is very likely that life and death will be reversed when they are put on the battlefield.

The battlefield and the rivers and lakes are two vanity fairs that are obviously inextricably linked, but they hate each other.

Mu Shipan killed through the encirclement, and the blood was full of armor.

There were still seventy-six hundred horsemen left behind him, and twenty of them died under the knife of Xiao Dao Temple.

More than 200 horsemen in 1,000 red armor fell into mud, more than 100 horsemen were deeply encircled and died in an instant, and only less than 700 horsemen came out of the formation one after another.

paid such a heavy price, in exchange for the golden wolf spirit to ride nearly 2,000 good heads to fill the military merits.

Continuing to run for nearly a hundred zhang, the lieutenant calmly returned to his horse and looked around.

But seeing 700 horsemen riding blood armor, the good man is still strong!

He pointed his spear forward, roaring like thunder.

"Trapped!"

There was a tsunami and landslide under Jincheng Pass.

"Trapped!"

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