Liu Ai had already watched Meng Yuanchao and the others being trampled into mud by horses, all of them were broken, and after a series of killings, although everyone was very tired, everyone had no intention of retreating.

As a person thousands of years later, Liu Ying certainly knows the impact of Kaifeng Chengpo on the Huaxia people, and knows what kind of experience will happen to the women who stayed in Kaifeng City, and what kind of life the people of Kaifeng City and even the entire Huaxia Kingdom will live.

A song full of red rivers, a thousand-year-old storm pavilion, how many people with lofty ideals shed their blood for Xue Jingkang's shame, how many hot-blooded men sighed there for the unification of mountains and rivers, since they came to China, they must do their best to change all this.

As a person of later generations, Liu Ill has no way out, as the Jianghu people who have always been looking forward to Liu Ill, they are still fighting hard, the corpses under their feet have been piled up like a mountain, and the entire Kaifeng City has long become a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.

Just after Yan Chang stepped on Meng Yuanchao, Liu Yanzong also selected the death squad members, they are all the elite of the elite, the elite of the elite, people are the elite of a thousand, and the horse is naturally a thousand-mile horse.

With Wanyan Zongwang's order, Liu Yanzong took the lead, leading the elite of this group of elites to rush towards Liu Aiji's tired division like a lightning speed.

The original white snow has long been stained red by blood, and the snowflakes splashed by the horse's hooves are flying all over the sky, like roses fluttering in the wind, when the horse team arrived, Liu Ai had already shouted, and jumped up, coiling the dragon spear like a dehydrated dragon, and suddenly picked the leading golden soldier, hanging on the tip of the gun like a fallen leaf fluttering in the wind.

And Liu Ai's figure had fallen on horseback, and then he unfolded the coiling dragon spear, giving full play to the Yang family's marksmanship, and killing those golden soldiers and ghosts crying wolves, crying father and mother screaming.

Zhou Botong also unfolded his Kongming fist, and hit the horse on the head with both fists, and the horse neighed. fell to the ground and died, immediately Jin Bing deserved to be one in a thousand good hands, and his martial arts were not weak, the horse did not fall to the ground, but the person rose to the sky, followed by an inversion, the scimitar was in front, and it fell straight to the top of Zhou Botong's head.

With Zhou Botong's martial arts, he naturally didn't put him in his eyes, and as soon as he spit out his palm, a burst of fire rose into the sky. Don burned the man to ashes. Then turn around. Hit the other attacking Golden Soldiers.

Hong Qigong unfolded the eighteen palms of the dragon, the east move Kang Long has regrets, the west move dragon swings the tail, and the middle palm is either a person or a horse. All the bones were shattered, and the blood was vomited.

It's a pity that after Hong Qigong has fought repeatedly, his internal strength has already been greatly reduced, otherwise with his martial arts, combined with the Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Descending, it would not be as simple as broken bones.

Yan Nantian unfolded the long sword, opened and closed widely, and the sword died. The killing was the most steady, and the Lord of the Inviting Moon Palace waited beside him, moving with Yan Nantian's figure as he moved, trying his best to kill those sneak attacking Jin soldiers.

Li Xunhuan's flying knife has long been exhausted, and all he uses now is an ordinary machete. Its power is naturally not as strong as his flying knife, and in thousands of troops, although he has the intention to kill the enemy, he has no ability to kill the enemy, so he can only temporarily protect himself.

It is also based on hidden weapons, and the undefeated in the East is a little different from him, each of her embroidery needles is wearing silk thread, and each one can be effectively recovered after killing the enemy, so the loss is not large, at this moment it is like a big peng, hovering above the head of the golden soldier, with long sleeves and good dancing, and slashing the attacking enemy.

Jing Wuming deserves to be called the god of death, he neither takes other people's lives to heart, nor does he take his own life to heart, his swordsmanship is still so simple, just attack regardless of imitation defense, exchanging injuries for life seems to be his favorite way to play.

Therefore, every time he kills an enemy, he will add a wound to his body more or less, light or severe, and this killing will turn the whole person into a bloody man, his eyes are still like dead fish, but what his eyes see is no longer gray, but bloody.

The fast sword Ah Fei's sword is still so fast, and the shot is still so ruthless, as Li Xunhuan's sworn brother, he is now injured, since he kills the enemy as much as possible, he must also try to protect Li Xunhuan, in his heart, Li Xunhuan's life is as valuable as his life, if possible, he will exchange his life for Li Xunhuan's life.

Among these people, the most tragic should be Yang Xiao, his martial arts are actually not comparable to people like Zhou Botong, and even not with Ah Fei Jing Wusheng, because Ah Fei and Jing Wusheng are practicing to kill people, and Yang Xiao's martial arts are obviously inferior to them in killing, and they are extremely difficult to kill.

Wei Yixiao was originally on the second line, as the protector of the Ming Sect, seeing that Yang Xiao was in danger, he naturally wanted to help, although his martial arts were not good, but his light skills were invincible in the world, especially in the long-distance attack, it was incomparable, and even Duan Ke was three points inferior to him.

It's a pity that the role of light skills in battlefield killing is really limited, so when his figure burst out and flew from the second line to the first line, Liu Yanzong suddenly bent the arrow, and a sharp arrow suddenly shot out, and with a pop, it pierced Wei Yixiao's throat directly.

And Wei Yixiao was really like a black bat flapping its wings twice, and fell straight on top of the corpse mountain, adding a little more height to the originally high corpse mountain.

And Yang Xiao saw the tragic death of his good friend, his heart suddenly became extremely angry, and he suddenly churned, broke away from the Jin soldiers around him, and rushed straight towards Liu Yanzong, he wanted to avenge Wei Yixiao.

As soon as his figure reached mid-air, a rope suddenly flew out of the ground, instantly binding his body, and then four or five golden soldiers waved their scimitars and soared into the air, after countless knife lights, Yang Xiao was suddenly stirred into pieces, and his flesh and blood also watered the hot land under his feet.

Tie Mole, Duan Kexie, Fang Pifu, and Nie Yinniang faced the impact of the Jin soldiers, but their situation was relatively better, which did not mean that their martial arts skills must be higher than Zhou Botong and others, but because they often fought with the army sent by Liu He to kill in their long-term green forest career, and in terms of experience in fighting with the regular army, they were naturally more skilled.

In the battlefield, the people who are still alive until now, especially those who are on the front line like Liu Ill, are not the masters of the masters, but no matter how high the masters are, they can't stand the other party's many people, and no matter how high the masters are, when they are tired, Liu Ill has made them look very tired.

At this time, he remembered that when Mu Guiying taught him the Yang family's marksmanship, he said that the battlefield is different from the battle of the rivers and lakes, and once it is launched, there is no time to rest, so in the use of martial arts, it is necessary to ensure that the enemy can be effectively killed, and the reason why physical strength should be retained as much as possible.

At this point, Tiemoller and they obviously did a better job than Zhou Botong and them, so they were the easiest to kill now, and in addition to killing the enemy, they also took action to protect the others.

In the battlefield, Yang Guo and Xiaolongnu, Zhang Danfeng and Yun Lei, the power of their two swords is really not small, and they cooperate with each other, and they seem to be relaxed and comfortable when they walk among these golden soldiers.

Here, I have to praise Yang Guo's ugly eagle, don't look at him ugly, but his whole body, it seems to be made of steel and iron bones, he is not afraid of swords, followed by Yang Guo's little dragon girl, constantly flapping his wings, hitting those incoming golden soldiers, his power is no less than those top masters.

Time is slowly passing, the bones are slowly accumulating, Mu Guiying on the city tower saw that Liu Ill had fewer and fewer people, and he didn't draw out a master to help, although he was anxious, but he couldn't help it, after all, Wanyan Zongwang's siege momentum had never weakened, and there was also brutal killing on the city tower.

Liu Yanzong was also extremely shocked when he saw that his first wave of people had been killed by Liu Yi and them, he never dreamed that these people would still have such a strong combat power after half a day of fighting.

Immediately found dozens of grain carts, piled them with firewood and grass, poured tung oil on top of the firewood and grass, and after igniting them, he ordered those golden soldiers to push the carts and rush towards Liu Aiji, the purpose was to disrupt their defensive line, take advantage of their own large number of people to divide and surround them, and then annihilate them.

Liu Yanzong's purpose was very simple, and almost everyone understood it, but in the face of the burning grain cart, he had to dodge, so it was natural to disrupt the formation and turn it into a situation of fighting on its own.

Jin Bing not only disrupted the first line of defense led by Liu Aiji, but also disrupted the second line of defense led by Huang Shang and Zhuge Zhengme.

Liu Yi had already seen that everyone was scattered and surrounded by the Jin soldiers, considering that Guo Xiang, Xiao Zhao, and Blue Phoenix were not high in martial arts, and they were all women, so he immediately let Dongfang be undefeated and took all the heroines of the rivers and lakes into the city while the encirclement of the Jin soldiers was still weak.

The war made the women go away, and in the face of life and death, this kind of machismo was bred in Liu Aiji's mind, and he really didn't want these delicate female babies to die under the butcher's knife of the Jin soldiers.

For Liu Aiji's order, not only Dongfang was undefeated and ignored, but even Guo Xiang Xiaozhao and the others also ignored it, in their thoughts, the female generals of the Yang Sect could go to the battlefield, why couldn't they? Therefore, they did not retreat, resolutely did not retreat.

The form in front of them, Liu Yi is already clear, and they also know that if they want to die, they will die together, this is the consensus in their hearts, Sun Buer, one of the six sons of Quanzhen, is also a woman, and he also has no intention of retreating, and he is also fighting to the death.

Although the martial arts of the six sons of Quanzhen are not good, their reputation in the rivers and lakes is very high, and those golden soldiers saw that they were dressed as Taoist priests, and their identities must be special, and they all came to kill them.

Seeing this, Ma Xi was about to organize the Seven-Star Sword Formation, but when he found that Zhao Zhijing was gone, he was horrified in his heart, and couldn't help but roar angrily to the sky: "Where is Zhijing, what about Zhao Zhijing?"

Since Qiu Chuji was killed by Liu Yi, the center of the Seven Star Sword Formation has always been served by Zhao Zhijing, because Zhao Zhijing is the eldest disciple of the Quanzhen Sect, and the head of the Quanzhen Sect will be passed on to him sooner or later.

Ma Xi has always been very optimistic about this disciple, but he didn't expect him to drop the chain at a critical moment, and the Quanzhen Six Sons who did not have the Seven Star Sword Formation would only be slaughtered when facing the tide of golden soldiers.

When the last of the six sons of Quanzhen fell, Zhao Zhijing poked his head out from the corner of Kaifeng City and muttered: "Master, uncles, I'm sorry, it's not that the disciple is afraid of death, but the disciple wants to leave a little blood for the Huaxia martial arts!"