His right hand covered his cheek, and a handful of blood was wiped off.

Zhang Yu bared his teeth and stared at General Xun with cold eyes, but he didn't say anything, the spear was controlled by his hands and pointed directly at Xun Yan.

The martial arts of the King of Weapons are very mixed, if you want to defeat him, you can learn from him and gather the strengths of a hundred schools, you can only master a few tricks, you can crack ten thousand laws, you can break it with force, you can break it with skill......

It is true that there are many ways to defeat General Xun, but how many people can do these methods? He himself is a master among second-rate masters, and there are very few people in the world who surpass him in hard power. At the same time, what he has learned is very complicated, and it is difficult to find effective restraint tricks.

The fat general is the pinnacle of second-rate masters, and as long as the time comes, he can become a first-class master in the world at any time. His own strength surpasses General Xun, but he lacks some skills, so he will be dogged all the time. In particular, the characteristics of being caught fat and being "bitten" under the plate.

Now, Zhang Yu let go of his pride as the "future god of war", took the spear in his hand obliquely, and looked at the opponent in front of him.

The prince could feel the enemy approaching, and he could feel the death.

His body was trembling, he was afraid, and the armor on his body was rattling. It's just that he looked at the front with a firm gaze, and there was a hint of clarity in his heart.

"Prince, retreat. "The royal account guards next to him are ready to move at any time, and they disobey the order and forcibly take the prince away.

Hearing the voice, the prince turned his head and looked him in the eye. Looking at each other, the prince swore his attitude with that resolute look.

Then the prince walked straight forward. Every step is so calm, every step is such a royal gesture. Although I was nervous, although the hand holding the iron fan was stiff and purple, it was still so magnificent.

Soon I saw Yang Ye, it was a general with white temples, a giant tiger in the mountains and forests, from his body, I could feel the fangs and claws!

In Yang Ye's eyes, the prince is an Arowana, with the shadow of a dragon and the shadow of a carp. However, this Arowana is still too small, Yang Ye, the tiger, will eat him today!

"The generals will listen to the order! Kill the prince of Sang State, a miracle through the ages. You are admired by the people of the world and respected by civil and military officials. Yang Ye pointed at the long knife, and the tip of the knife pointed directly at the prince.

At this point in the fierce battle, the cavalry of the Qin State was already at the end of the crossbow. Their last chance is the crown prince in front of them. As long as it succeeds, it will draw a stroke on the huge scroll of history and set off huge waves in the long river of history.

After looking at the prince, the five royal account riders didn't think about anything else, and they all wanted to fight with the prince. They took out their weapons and surrounded the prince.

"The royal account of the Ukrainian army, the eternal dependence! The spirit of the overlord, the name of the king! Everyone follow me to defend, the ambush will come soon, and the enemy is gone!" The royal account himself loudly encouraged the soldiers around him, asking them to set up shields to block the enemy army.

The scattered royal tent relatives were desperately rushing back, and the 20,000 ambush soldiers were also galloping with all their might. They never thought that General Xun would attack so quickly, and would break through the formation so quickly. They wanted to lure the enemy deeper, but they didn't expect to put the bait of the prince under Yang Ye's knife!

This is a way of fighting, Yang Ye can't lose this battle, either lose or die!

The eagle's whistle sounded again in the night, lingering over the northern land. It's just that with wave after wave of shouts and killings, the hawk whistle finally became urgent. Three more arrows were sent out from the chaos, illuminating the four fields and indicating the location of the prince.

"Stop! Lao Tzu is dead, and I will guarantee that your wife and children will have no worries about food and clothing! I will guarantee that your wife will not remarry, and I will guarantee that your son will have your surname!" a general shouted and scolded loudly. In fact, there is no need for him to say more, there will be countless soldiers flocking to protect the prince. It's just that if the prince dies in battle, they soldiers should not think well.

As soon as the general finished roaring, an arrow hit him in the throat. He held his neck with both hands, and he wanted to stop the blood that kept pouring out. With his mouth open, he wanted to say something, but he couldn't say a word. Only despair, at the last moment of his life, he could clearly feel the pain, it was a pain of scraping bones with a knife, it was the feeling of being stripped of the soul.

The general's death is very ugly, but on this night, ugly deaths abound!

"What should I do?" A hundred ghosts will come to Yang Ye's side, the enemy's insistence makes it difficult for them to make contributions, and the enemy's reinforcements are coming.

Yang Ye's face was pale, there was no one suitable for opening the way among his hundred ghost generals, and the rest of the people were mostly exhausted, and they all relied on one breath to support them, and at this time, the opposite side was holding on to a fixed formation, obviously to consume them.

Dropping the big knife and taking off the battle armor, Yang Ye casually picked up a piece of wood.

"Hold on!" one of the Hyakki generals commanded the soldiers, and then the other Hyakki generals picked up the wood and rushed towards the enemy's shield.

It was Yang Ye's wood that hit the shield first, directly breaking the hands of the people behind the shield. Subsequently, the hundred ghost generals also came up, and there were also some powerful people who used their bodies to impact the shield.

The prince stood in place, his breathing was short, his body was sweating, but he didn't take a step back. A person who has taken his family and country as his responsibility since he was a child, cannot retreat at this time, he needs to prove his bravery to the people of the world.

The prince was nervous, and Yang Ye also knew that he didn't have much time. Some people die, and some people continue to return to the mountains and rivers in pools of blood.

"Ah!" Yang Ye was distributed, the deployment of the past month, the careful preparation of the past month, all on this night. His strength was all gone, but he still used his will to squeeze himself.

Stepping over the corpse, he hugged the wood and slammed into the next shield.

"Father-in-law!" a hundred ghost generals came to Yang Ye's side and took off his mask, revealing his weather-beaten face. At this time, it is already a desperate situation, and a "righteous father" is worth a thousand words.

The blood had already covered Yang Ye's body, both his own and others'. He turned his head to look at the Hundred Ghost General, and wanted to say something encouraging, but when the words came to his lips, there was only one sentence left: "Do you regret it?"

The hundred ghost generals wiped their faces with their hands, wiped off most of the blood on their faces, and grinned: "What regrets do we have to talk about? Being able to die on the battlefield with my father-in-law is also a good ending!"

"Died in battle, haven't lost yet!" a hundred ghosts will take off their masks, he is very young, and the boy is still frivolous. As soon as he threw the log in his hand, he picked up two sabers and jumped in the air, trying to attack from above.

This hundred ghost general is a master of light skills, his body is absolutely first-class, and the people below keep stabbing him with weapons, but his body is elegant, constantly moving forward, and he is not injured.

He wanted to take the prince directly, but when he was only four or five zhang away from the prince, he threw out the saber in his hand and rushed straight to the prince's door.

The royal tent is not a vegetarian, and when he saw that there was a flying knife, a person jumped up in the air in an instant, and kicked the flying saber to the side, and at the same time, he pressed straight up, wanting to finish off the hundred ghost generals.

The hundred ghosts knew that they were invincible, so they turned around and went outside to kill, wanting to kill a gap and join Yang Yeli and outside!

"Kill!" Yang Ye saw the man rushing out, knowing that there might be a chance. Suddenly I was refreshed, as if I had returned to the time when I was young, and I felt that I could still create miracles.