When the fleeing Thorn Tower people brandished their swords and fought again with the elites of the Returning Camp, they realized that their gang was no match for the elites of the Returning Camp at all. The most powerful combat method of the Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info the Thorn Tower people is to start a cavalry battle on horseback, once they leave the horse, they are not even as good as ordinary foot soldiers, let alone compared to the wolf-like elites of the Digui Battalion.

The elite of the Digui Battalion held up the special steel knife in his hand, relying on the fine and sturdy willow leaf heavy armor on his body, with three people as a group, every three groups formed a team, and every three teams formed a detachment, taking care of each other, advancing and retreating with a well-founded balance of attack and defense, like a humanoid tank, ruthlessly and ruthlessly taking the lives of one Thorn Tower man after another.

"They are devils from hell!" At this time, he was almost completely colorless.

No one could answer Badun's question, and the guards around Badun were all shocked by the elite combat methods of the Digui Battalion, and they all stood in place with their mouths wide open and at a loss.

After all, Bunton is Bunton, a rare famous general among the Thorn Towers, and quickly forced himself to calm down, and after carefully observing for a while, he gritted his teeth and said: "Gather all the men and horses that can be gathered, let's rush out!" After hearing Bunton's order, the rebels in the chaos suddenly found the backbone, swarmed over, gathered around Bunton, and then launched an attack on the ground to return to the camp, trying to break out of the encirclement before the large army completed the outflanking.

Zuo Ci saw Badun's charge, a sneer hung on the corner of his mouth, the defeat was like a mountain, and Badun's approach was completely looking for death in Zuo Ci's opinion. With a long snatch in his hand, Zuo Ci with a cold face, went straight to Badun, and the tip of the spear was like a poisonous snake coming out of a hole, swallowing and stabbing at Badun's war horse.

He thought he was sure to retreat Zuo Ci, and immediately poured his arms into his arms, and the big knife in his hand slashed at Zuo Ci's halberd with a whistling, intending to fly the spear in Zuo Ci's hand in one fell swoop.

Seeing Badun's movements, Zuo Ci shouted well, the momentum of the gun remained unchanged, and the Tiger Courage Suppression Gun still stabbed straight at the neck of the horse where Badun sat down.

"Bell-" After the swords and guns collided, there was a loud sound like hitting a bell.

"Oh no!" Badun only had time to flash a thought in his heart, and then he felt that the big knife in his hand was shattered aside by Zuo Ci's spear, he never thought that Zuo Ci's strength was so great, just with a straight stab, he could block his own power with the help of the war horse sprint and slash with all his strength.

After breaking apart the big knife of Badun, the tip of Zuo Ci's spear pierced the neck of Badun's war horse, but because it was blocked by Badun just now, Zuo Ci's strength was also weakened a lot, and this shot failed to pierce Badun's war horse, but only left a blood pit on the neck of the war horse.

The stimulated war horse screamed sadly, and ran almost frantically, and Dang Dun, who had just been shocked by Zuo Ci and lost his balance, was almost thrown off the horse. Frightened, he threw away his weapon, leaned down and pressed himself against the horse's back, and wrapped his hands around the horse's neck. Badun knew that in the current situation, once he fell off the horse, he would not be far from death.

The two elites who returned to the camp couldn't react, and were hit head-on by the frantic war horse, and were knocked out with a muffled snort, knocking down several comrades behind them, causing a trace of chaos in the originally rigorous formation.

Keen to see that this was an excellent opportunity to escape, he kicked his legs the horse's belly a few times, which made the pain of the horse even more frenzied, and rushed out desperately.

Zuo Ci turned around and saw Badun's horse galloping, he felt a pity in his heart, regretting that he had despised Badun a little, the shot just now was not his pinnacle blow, otherwise Badun would definitely become his own soul under the halberd. But things have happened, no matter how sorry it is, it is useless, Zuo Ci put away his regrets, put his mind back on the battlefield, stretched and stretched the wind gun in his hand, and killed the rebels in front of him.

The Thorn Tower cavalry lost their good luck, and were returned to the camp by the Earth and the Heaven, and cut off the hooves of the horses sitting down with a knife, and fell off their horses. Once the Thorn Tower Cavalry falls off their horses, what awaits them is the elite Death Snatcher!

The two sides fought a bloody battle outside the small city, and the rebels wanted to escape, so everyone's potential was stimulated to the extreme, while the other side's elite were all selected warriors, each of whom had good skills, and their ability to fight alone or as a team surpassed the rebels. Under the offset of the two, the two sides seem to be somewhat evenly matched.

At this time, it can be seen that the importance of the generals is coming, Zuo Ci danced the wind breaking gun, like a tiger descending the mountain, rushing to kill at the forefront of the queue, there is no enemy under the gun at all, dozens of rebels were beaten by Zuo Ci alone screamed again and again, a blood hole appeared on the rebels from time to time, and a blood flower flashed in the air, interpreting Zuo Ci's bravery with his own blood.

He fled alone, just about to catch his breath, but he was surprised to find that countless armies had formed a formation on the periphery, blocking the way out. The first member of the young general, sitting on an extremely divine white horse, wearing dazzling golden armor, holding a super heavy halberd, looked at him coldly.

At this moment, Yuan Qi was riding on the jade unicorn, wearing the golden armor of the dragon roaring sky, with the holy weapon of Gaozu Yuanbang Chitian Divine Sword on his waist, and holding the mixed Yuan halberd in his hand, which looked extraordinary.

Seeing the embarrassed appearance, Yuan Qi slowly raised the mixed yuan halberd in his hand, which was one zhang two feet nine inches long and weighed one hundred and thirty catties. The tip of the halberd, which resembled a dragon's tongue, faintly flashed with golden light, pointing straight at Badun. Yuan Qi's cold voice sounded: "Badun, today next year will be your death day!"

With Yuan Qi's words, more than 20,000 soldiers who followed Yuan Qi from Nanyang shouted in unison, along with half of the elites who had returned to the camp: "Kill, kill!!, kill-!!"

Knowing that he would not be able to escape death today, he raised his head and asked, "You are Yuan Qi, right?"

Yuan Qi held the mixed yuan halberd, jumped out of the horse, and galloped until he was about ten steps away from the horse, before he stopped, and said loudly: "It is the hussar general and champion Hou Yuanqi!"

looked at Yuan Qi in a daze, and after a long pause, he nodded slightly and said: "Hussar general, champion Hou, worthy of being the dragon among people, worthy of the title of little overlord." ”

Yuan Qi shouted angrily: "Badun, today, Benhou is going to seek justice for the thousands of people in Youzhou!"