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"Hmph"

Summer didn't move, and a cold snort came out of his nostrils.

Cao Ma is overjoyed!

King Huangzhou, this nerd with no martial arts - die!

As for Lu Shu and Gao Fei beside the King of Huangzhou, they are both third-rate generals, and they can't stop his guns at all.

Over here.

The only thing that made Cao Ma jealous was the master of the Sima family.

But at this moment, you should protect your own young lady in the back.

But.

Ordinary martial arts masters can only die when they encounter cavalry battle formations!

"Whoosh"

Cao Ma believes that this is the most perfect stab he has ever shot since he practiced marksmanship.

This shot, like a hidden dragon coming out of a hole, perfectly pierced the space with the tip of the spear, and stabbed out a wonderful scream.

The man and the horse are one, and the strength is invincible.

Kill the king of Huangzhou, he can get the praise of his father Cao Wei, and he will be entrusted with important tasks by the family and become the family's celebrity.

Then, he killed his brother Cao Bao, took over his father's title, and became the right prime minister of Great Xia.

No!

It must be Prime Minister Zuo!

Because, he wants his son to inherit his father's will!

All the good life in the future starts with this shot.

Cao Ma's eyes were extremely hot.

That's when it happened.

Sudden mutations.

An iron rod, out of nowhere, blocked the tip of his spear.

"Click"

The head of his spear shattered!

It's like an egg smashed on a solid rock.

Meantime.

He saw the king of Huangzhou open his mouth, and said coldly: "Capture the thief and capture the king first!"

"Kill and feed the hungry wolves. ”

"Yes!"

The voice did not fall.

A large man with an iron rod appeared in his pupils.

It's him! It's him! It's him! It's him who blocked his fateful blow.

Let your dreams be shattered to the ground like the tip of a broken spear.

What a hate!

"Not good!"

Cao Ma saw that the big man took one step, like a ghost, appeared in front of him, kicked his legs, and jumped high, blocking the sunlight that should have belonged to him Cao Ma.

A huge shadow hung over his head.

This man is so fast!

It was so fast that he despaired.

Perhaps, even his shit big brother Cao Bao, the top first-class military general in Qingzhou, is not so fast!

Electrifying and flint.

"Buzz"

The piercing sound of a stick breaking through the air reached his ears.

Cao Ma's heart sank!

He could only instinctively raise his head, it turned out that he had two iron rods!

No wonder the sound of breaking the air is so loud.

This was Cao Ma's last thought.

"Bang"

Zhao Zichang's two iron rods smashed on top of his head and completed the slash.

Brains and blood, soaring out of the head, beautiful as flowers.

Cao Ma's head exploded.

Drop off the horse.

Zhao Zichang raised his eyelids, danced two iron rods, like an invincible whirlwind, and began to countercharge, one stick and one cavalry head.

As for Cao Ma's war horse, it was not hurt at all.

Because the prince said that the enemy's war horses are all trophies, their own things, and they must not be harmed.

If it is a manslaughter, the loss will be great!

Zhao Zichang thinks so!

The prince is indeed a fellow citizen with himself.

"Bang Bang Bang"

The sound of iron rods smashing skulls kept ringing out.

Zhao Zichang passed all the way, and the heads of the black-armored cavalry exploded one after another, and clusters of white and red intertwined death blood flowers bloomed in the void.

He was extremely powerful, extremely fast, and the screaming sound of the iron rod dancing seemed to never stop.

The sound is breathtaking.

The second rings snatch people's souls.

Three rings into a dead man.

A few breaths.

Zhao Zichang had already stoned more than a dozen cavalrymen to death, leaving corpses all the way on the official road, and jumped out of a bloody road.

The man is dead.

The war horse was undriven, standing on the official road and neighing, blocking the charge of the black-armored cavalry.

Then.

Zhao Zichang jumped on a war horse, stuck the two iron rods upside down on his back, picked up a spear in his hand, and roared angrily: "Zhao Zichang of the Huangzhou Royal Mansion is here, who dares to fight?"

"Who dares to fight?"

At this time, he was covered in the blood of the enemy, and his tiger eyes were awe-inspiring with murderous intent, like a god of war, holding a gun to show his saint.

There is quite a posture of being a husband and a man, and ten thousand people are not open.

Suddenly.

"Lord Wang, are you shouting like this?"

Zhao Zichang asked abruptly.

"Hahaha"

The corners of Summer's mouth hooked up with an unfathomable smile: "That's right, this king just wants to see you call the battle like this, and you will fight like this in the future!"

"General, it's the courage of soldiers!"

"As soon as you roar, the soldiers can inherit the power of the generals, the soldiers are united, the morale will always rise, and the water and fire will not invade, so that they can become a victorious army in a hundred battles!"

"Got it?"

"Hahaha"

Zhao Zichang was arrogant: "Zichang understands!"

"Lord Wang, you said that you wanted to see the last general kill seven in and seven out of the enemy formation, and now, the last general will go!"

"Kill!"

Zhao Zi