There were soldiers and horses outside the north gate. Ma Jun was not aware of it, but he was relatively confident after all. He thought that with his thousands of troops, it would not be too difficult to rush out.
Therefore, even though he saw the horse shouting loudly like a leopard, he did not feel the slightest fear.
When we meet on a narrow road, the brave one wins!
What's more, he has no way to turn back. If he doesn't break through Ma Rubao's obstruction, his little Ma Chao may be buried in the north of Xinye City.
"Hmph, how dare a wild horse do this!"
Ma Jun snorted coldly, fired his silver gun, and rushed towards the horse like a leopard.
"Well done!"
Ma Rubao shouted loudly, also beating the horse to welcome him.
At this time, it was a matter of life and death. When the other Ma Jiajun saw it, they quickly shouted and rushed over with Ma Jun. The two armies quickly took over the battle and fell into close combat.
To be honest, if it were daytime, Ma Rubao would definitely form a formation, armed with bows and spears, swords and shields. No matter how Ma Jun attacked, he would still hold his position. But the sky was still dark and the lights were dim. It was obvious that they could not gain the upper hand by relying on the power of bows and arrows.
This immediately turned into a bloody battle with no way to retreat even half a step. The proud Ma Jiajun clashed crazily. But the blood of the warriors of the Golden City, like horses and leopards, has also been deeply ingrained into the blood of the soldiers.
Ah, ah...
Miserable cries rang out one after another, and in an instant, no less than a hundred people had their legs and hands cut off.
However, even so, there are still those who refuse to give up the fight. Even if they fell to the ground, they would try to pull down the enemy soldiers with their hands, or bite the enemy's trouser legs with their mouths. The scenes were so cruel that it was rare to see them.
This was also the first fierce battle Ma Rubao encountered after coming out of Chang'an. Compared with Xia Gucheng and Po Xiangyang, the dangers are several times more dangerous.
"Wild horse, take my shot!"
Ma Jun's spear spits out messages like a poisonous snake, extremely powerful and extremely fast.
"Good marksmanship!"
Ma Rubao gave a soft praise, and his men did not hesitate. They immediately jumped out of the saddle, first avoided Ma Jun's shot, and then flew forward with a shot, hitting Ma Jun's face.
Of course, how could Ma Jun be stabbed by him?
"snort!"
With a cold snort, Ma Jun suddenly retracted his spear and lifted it up without dodging.
Snapped!
He shot Ma Rubao on the barrel of his gun. The tip of Ma Rubao's gun tilted and hit the target.
And Ma Rubao can change his moves quickly. He took a deep breath of Qi, rolled in the air, and shook out a ball of gunfire.
"What can you do to me?"
Ma Jun said coldly, he was not slow in his attack, Xiao Ma Chao was not in vain, he was particularly skillful in his tricks.
Bang, bang...
Several shots were fired, and the gunfire dispersed.
The horse is like a leopard, sitting back on the saddle, and Ma Jun is holding the tip of his spear. The two of them mobilized their inner strength at the same time, both wanting to convince the other with hard power.
This is something that cannot be taken advantage of.
Ma Rubao felt that his opponent's internal energy was continuously coming through the tip of the spear, and he had to use all his strength to resist the enemy.
However, after all, Xiao Ma Chao is not a person who lives in vain. Even Ma Rubao, who is so brave, gradually feels that his arms are sore and numb, and he is somewhat unable to withstand the enemy.
Click!
Soon, there was a crisp sound, and the tip of Ma Rubao's spear was violently broken by Ma Jun. The next second, Ma Jun's gun point was about to reach Ma Rubao's throat.
"Stop hurting my brother!"
At this time, a loud shout was heard, and at the same time, the sound of a sharp blade breaking through the wind came.
not good!
Ma Jun quickly put away his gun and without looking back, he succeeded with his backhand.
Ding!
Hearing another crisp sound, Ma Jun looked back and saw that an iron arrow was driven into the soil by his side, and the arrow feathers continued to tremble.
A big man, with several cavalry, rushed from the north gate. He dropped his bow in one hand and held a long knife in the other. Under the light, he looked like a god of death.
It's him!
Ma Jun's eyes narrowed and he recognized the big man. It was the man who called the formation in front of the camp a few days ago.
