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The Great Wall is open, and the horses are neat.

The sergeants exhaled cold air from their mouths, staining the sky white for half a day.

On the opposite side was a black horse, and immediately a barbarian general, unarmed.

After the wild laughter, the barbarian general held up the deed of breaking the formation and said disdainfully: "My marshal is afraid that the Han army will forget the date of breaking the formation, so he specially sent me to remind him!"

Tearing up the deed of breaking the formation signed by Yan Meixiao and raising it in the wind, the barbarian general roared: "Listen to the Han army, the marshal of my family is gracious today, and those who surrender in battle will be rewarded with a hundred taels of silver, and those who defect in the battle will be rewarded with a reward of one hundred taels of silver!"

Before the big war, disturb the morale of the army first, what a despicable means!

The sergeants shouted in unison, and General Xiong Wei raised his bow and arrows and aimed them at the head of the barbarian general.

General Yingxiang set up a pair of water and fire prisoner dragon sticks and roared: "Lord Commander, as long as you give an order, a certain family will smash the head of the dog thief now!"

Yan Meixiao stood on a four-trailer carriage with a huge war drum in front of him, and Mr. Bai stood next to him, and there was also a war drum in front of him.

The drumstick pointed to the general, and Yan Meixiao smiled wilder than him: "Go back and tell your marshal, the people of China are the most lacking backbone, if you lack it, you can come to our army to taste it!"

The words fell, and the sergeants laughed in unison, blushing the faces of the barbarian generals.

"We're waiting for you to break the formation!" Throwing down the hateful sentence, the barbarian general turned his horse's head and returned to the camp in embarrassment.

"Soldiers listen to orders!" Yan Meixiao held high the drumstick and shouted the military order: "Today's battle is for our country, but also for our parents, wives and children, we vow to break this battle and die in battle!"

The crowd was agitated, and the heroes roared in unison: "Don't hesitate to die in battle!"

"Yan Meixiao is a scholar, I dare not compete with the soldiers for heroes, I cheer for the soldiers, and never take half a step back!" After saying the oath, Yan Meixiao pulled out two sharp knives from his waist and inserted them into his left and right shoulders!

The blood turned red on the robes, and the generals were shocked!

"Although Yan Meixiao can't go to the battlefield, he vows to share the same pain with the soldiers!"

As he spoke, the drumsticks fluttered and the drums of war clattered.

The knife was stuck in the flesh of the shoulder, and every time I struck the drum, it was a pain in my heart.

Cold sweat washed his forehead, Yan Meixiao didn't say a word, just beat the war drums.

The drums became more and more dense, and the soldiers shouted heroically.

"Eagle Xiang Army, follow me into battle and kill the generals!"

"Snake march, follow me into battle and kill the enemy!"

The two generals, Eagle Xiang and Snake Walk, roared, and the soldiers divided into two ways and rushed to the beginning of the left and right of the enemy formation.

The rest of the generals roared in unison with Yan Xiaomei's drums and drank through the sky.

Mr. Bai frowned and looked at the double knives inserted in Yan Meixiao's shoulders, and then looked at the battle robe that had been dyed half of his body in bright red.

Finally, I looked at Yan Meixiao's face covered with cold sweat, and thought about what I said in person last night, I will do whatever you do.

Then, a faint sentence: "Lord Commander, why didn't you remind me last night that there was such a thing as a knife in my shoulder?"

Yan Meixiao replied in a fixed voice: "If Mr. Bai also has to share the same pain with the soldiers, there are still sharp knives in the camp." ”

"No, no, no, you're completely mistaken. Mr. Bai smiled bitterly: "If I knew that I would stick a knife in my shoulder, I wouldn't have said anything like this, whatever you do, I will do it." ”

Break into the formation, and the swords and soldiers meet.

The sound of killing shook the sky, and flesh and blood flew sideways.

General Yingxiang flew up and down with a pair of water and fire prisoner dragon sticks, and he didn't know how many barbarian army's Heavenly Spirit Gai'er had been smashed.

"Utuer! Utuer!" General Yingxiang roared in the midst of the chaos.

He had killed red eyes, but he couldn't find the barbarian general with a long knife in the waves and a bull's horn on his head.

"Guts and rats, get out of here!"

The horse stepped on the corpse, the stick beat the barbarians, and General Yingxiang was full of anger.

smashed down dozens of barbarian soldiers again, and suddenly the cold wind was cold behind his ears.

Tima shouldered sideways, and the long knife brushed his head, cutting off the top of General Yingxiang's helmet.

A successful move makes the man of the knife laugh wildly.

If you look closely, it is Wu Tu'er wearing horns.

"Sneak attack from behind, what a villain!"

After a sound of hatred, General Yingxiang rode his horse and leaped, raising his stick and smashing it.

"Your grandfather will not die under the knife of the nameless ghost, and the thief will leave his name!"

Wu Tu'er called for battle, but General Yingxiang did not answer, and his right arm used a thousand forces, and smashed his face with a single stick.

When the two armies are at war, the main general is known as the battlefield military ceremony.

General Yingxiang didn't answer Wu Tu'er for half a word, and he hit when he came up, which made Wu Tu'er even more annoyed!

Raise the big knife with both hands, use the strength of your life, and smash the iron rod!

A deafening dragon roar sounded, and General Yingxiang's iron rod was shaken off by Utu'er.

Shocking the opponent's blade, as if the victory was in hand, Wu Tuer was very proud.

When the second horse pedaled wrongly, Wu Tu'er roared: "Suffer death!"

With a backhand cleaver, he vowed to take the life of General Eagle Xiang.

However, Wu Tuer forgot one thing, General Eagle Xiang made two sticks, he just swallowed one of General Eagle Xiang's sticks.

Before the blade could turn, it suddenly turned black in front of him, and Utuer was smashed off his horse with a single stick.

By the time he fell off his horse, Utuer's eyes were no longer visible, and he couldn't believe that he had lost.

Just as he was about to turn over and jump up, General Yingxiang's war horse hooves stomped heavily on Utuer's head and face.

Utur's face was shattered, and blood stained her brain.

"Cut the flag!"

General Yingxiang roared, and the soldiers rushed to Wutu'er's general banner like a tide.

As soon as the general died, the stragglers fled.

More than a dozen soldiers swung their blades together and cut down the first general banner of the barbarian army!

As soon as the banner of the right formation fell, the serpentine general was anxious.

He was ordered by Yan Meixiao to delay at least thirty rounds before he was allowed to take off Hadley.

A spear flew up and down, luring Hadley Hammer to follow, but he refused to touch him.

Hadley's left hand stone shield, right hand short hammer, both people and horses, are exceptionally tall and strong, so strong and powerful!

If he weren't for the barbarian general, he would really be a good man.

The serpentine general walked lightly, and the horse leaped and soared, only entangled with Hadley, but did not touch a move.

The two heavy weapons of Hadley dragged down the horse's momentum.

I just wanted to bury the serpentine general under the horse with a hammer, but I couldn't catch up with him, which made Hadley scream again and again.

By the twentieth round, Hadley's strength had not waned, but the horse was a little slow.

Taking advantage of the sluggish turn of his horse, the serpentine general slashed his horse's rump with a shot.

This shot hit the bone, causing the horse's hooves to fly, and sinisterly overturning Hadley.

If it weren't for Hadley's superior riding skills and his ability to hold off the war horse with his legs, I am afraid that he would have become a ghost of the serpentine general at this time.

After eight more rounds of fighting, Hadley was angry, and the strength in his hand was also attenuated by half.

The serpentine general secretly rejoiced, and the chief soldier really expected things like a god!

After flipping over two more spears and surviving the last two rounds, General Serpentine finally cast a hot hand.

The spear stabbed straight at Hadley's face.

Hadley thought that this was a false move by the serpentine general, and if he didn't dodge or dodge, he would smash it with a hammer.

He also forgot one thing, an inch long, an inch strong, an inch short, and an inch dangerous.

The short hammer is three feet, and the big gun is one foot and two.

Before the hammer wind arrived, the spear had already pierced his throat.

With a single blow, the serpentine general struggled to pick it up, and removed Hadley's jaw and entire tongue.

"Cut the flag!"

As soon as Hadley's body fell, the soldiers stepped on it.

With a wave of the blades, he cut off the banner of the left head of the barbarian army!