Chapter 257: The Fall of the Eagle Master

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They didn't start fast, but after a short distance, the knights in the back row began to shoot rockets at them.

The rockets ignited the oil cotton cloth on them!

This burning pain drove the bulls mad!

What was supposed to be just a trot, now it's immediately a mad run.

They have a cloth over their eyes, so they keep rushing forward. Even if there are 10,000 roaring tigers and 10,000 dragons in front of them, they will still be able to do so!

When Red Eagle raised his head, there was a sea of fire in front of him.

- A sea of fire that will rush and move.

After the fire bull galloped, they quickly engaged the cavalry of the Eagle Division.

The sharp knives on the horns of the ox, and the sharp knives on the cow's body like outstretched wings, shoveled like a harvester!

Blood, stumps, wailing, fear, anger, disintegration......

The Eagle Division's iron cavalry was like papier-mâché dolls in front of this group of fearless chariots of fire, shattered to the point of being inhuman.

The momentum of the Eagle Division has been completely dispersed!

Red Eagle and his generals fought desperately to gather the remnants and prevent the soldiers from escaping.

Finally, after killing more than a dozen soldiers in a row who tried to escape, the situation began to improve.

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Yan Long led all the cavalry of Gegen to stand in front of the walled gate, looking at all this in front of him, a cruel smile and a very strong murderous aura welled up on his face.

In his concept, it is not enough to be disabled, it is necessary to be killed, and it is relatively normal to be beaten until it is destroyed.

Before the Eagle Master Warrior could recover his breath, Yan Long's hand had already shown the Rainbow Sword!

He roared, "Kill—Bloodwashed Falconry—"

This roar was like a storm blowing across the grassland, making the heavens and the earth stunned.

With him charged, there were more than 2,000 iron-blooded cavalrymen behind him who were holding their breath, some of them had endured the oppression of the Eagle Division for many years, some of them had a deep blood vendetta, and some of their wives and daughters had been insulted, and they only lived for today's revenge......

Zhao Yun was by Yan Long's side, and his mount, the Night Jade Lion, was a divine beast-level horse among horses, so although Yan Long used equestrian skills, Zhao Yun could still keep up!

Yan Long's Rainbow Knife let out a chilling roar!

He plunged into the enemy line like lightning, and with the tremendous momentum of the horses, at least eleven of them were cut in two!

And Zhao Yun rode alone, and he had already fallen into the center of the enemy formation where the most people and horses were located, and he slashed with his spear and sword, killing more than a dozen people in a row.

These two super masters, in just an instant, almost killed the oncoming Eagle Division cavalry.

Yan Long rushed towards the red daqi that had been standing on the Eagle Division's pole.

He knew that Red Eagle was there.

More cavalry came up trying to block their way.

Zhao Zilong jumped on the horse and lifted the gun, only to see the tip of the gun flashing, like a pear blossom all over the body, shining cold, where he passed, the people and horses were also beautiful, and he also killed in the direction of the red eagle.

The Eagle Division is already in retreat.

A large group of horsemen escorted the Red Eagle to flee to the south, the same road they had traveled when they had come this morning, and now they were going back again, but when they came there were more than 10,000 men, and when they returned there were very few.

Yan Long and Zhao Zilong stopped Chi Ying, there were still three people left beside him, and most of the rest of the guards were killed except for a few who escaped.

Red Eagle knew that the two people he was facing were not simple, and it was likely that this would be his last battle, but his eyes were calm, as if he had predicted his own death.

Yan Long pointed to the three people beside Chiying and said to Zhao Zilong: "Zilong, those three belong to you, and I will cut off Chiying's head." ”

Zhao Zilong nodded and said, "Yes!" He carried a gun, rode forward, and on his back, carrying the "Qingyu Sword", the hilt of the sword was high above his shoulder, just like his person, upright and high-spirited.

Among the three people beside Red Eagle, one of them had a yellow helmet and a martial arts rank of a master craftsman. His name was Buhe Chaolu, which means hard stone in Mongolian. His whole being was like a piece of granite, hard and strong. He used a long-roded gourd hammer, which was stained with blood.

Yan Long spoke Chinese, and he didn't understand it, but he knew from Yan Long's tone and Zhao Zilong's immediate move that the time for heads-up had come!

He roared and rode his horse to Zhao Zilong, and the golden gourd hammer in his hand swept the front hooves of the jade lion in the night.

Zhao Zilong clamped the belly of the jade lion between his legs, and the jade lion neighed at night, and his front hooves were raised, standing up like a human. The gourd hammer swept under its hooves.

Buhe Chaolu's move failed, he rose up in the saddle, holding the handle of the hammer in both hands, from top to bottom, suddenly exerting force, the golden gourd hammer slashed directly at the top of Zhao Zilong's head, this move was powerful, and the sharp roar produced when the qi swept by, even the wind on the field was overshadowed.

In the face of such a heavy blow, Zhao Zilong sneered, and he also rose into the air on the saddle, holding the ice silver dragon spear in his right hand, and slammed it towards Buhe Chaolu's face.

Buhe Chaolu's hammer was very fierce, but the speed was not as fast as Zhao Zilong's gun.

Feeling that the silver light in front of him was shining, he was frightened, and hurriedly abandoned the hammer, and the person had already sunk downward, and stood on the grass at once.

Zhao Zilong opened the golden gourd hammer with a shot, he turned around in mid-air, and with a dip of his left hand, the Qingyu sword was already in his hand, and he slashed straight towards Buhe Chaolu, who had just landed.

The sword light is like snow, and under the slanting sun, it is like a glacier flying from the sky.

Buhe leaned back towards Lu, avoiding Zhao Zilong's sword aura.

However, Zhao Zilong's move was just a false move, and his spear was the real killing move.

The tip of the spear followed, and it was squeezed into Buhe Chaolu's throat, and with a "snort", a fountain of blood erupted, and Buhe Chaolu was killed instantly.

Zhao Zilong turned over in the air and returned to sit on the jade lion in the night.

The silver spear in his hand was dripping with blood, pointed at the three of them at Chi Ying, and shouted, "Come again!" The two guards behind Chi Ying saw that Buhe Chaolu, who was known for his bravery, couldn't even move three times under Zhao Zilong's hands, and couldn't help but turn pale with horror, and couldn't help but retreat back involuntarily.

Seeing this, Yan Long smiled at Red Eagle and said, "Lord Red Eagle, it's our turn now. ”

He spoke Chinese, but Red Eagle had commanded the Eagle Division for so many years, and there were many Han people in the Eagle Division, so he believed that Red Eagle could understand it.

Sure enough, Chi Ying responded in a shaga voice in Chinese, "Who are you?"

Yan Long looked up at the sky and said leisurely: "By the order of heaven, by the will of heaven, come to kill your people!" The rainbow knife in his hand reflected the afterglow of the setting sun, shining with colorful light, at this moment, Yan Long's body was covered with glow, he urged the war horse, the man and the horse were one, like a dragon breaking through the clouds to kill the red eagle.

Red Eagle was terrified, he had never seen such a fast horse, and he had never seen such a fast knife!

His knife only had time to be unsheathed.

Yan Long's Rainbow Knife had already slashed through the top of his head!

In the blood droplets, Red Eagle's men and horses were turned into two.

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At this point, the Eagle Division's one-day trip to the grassland has come to an end!!