There is a tiger in my heart, moving like a god of war.
Wu Nian, who is like an evil ghost, makes people on both sides of the enemy feel frightened.
"This guy. This murderous aura, this mobility, this bravery. Is it just a small flag?!!!"
Zhang Ning must be a well-informed person. He has seen many ruthless characters, as well as the Meng Yuan people.
But even among the Meng Yuan people he had seen, no one had as much murderous intent as Wu Nian.
This is not a person, he is clearly an evil tiger.
Before this, Zhang Ning must have looked down upon Wu Nian. How dare a small flag be an enemy of Ban Bian Zhang? It's like an ant bites an elephant, which makes me laugh to death.
But when Zhang Ningding saw Wu Nian transformed into a demon with his own eyes, he felt that such a person was just a small flag. How incredible that was.
How many people in Liaodong are like Wu Nian?
I'm afraid there aren't many powerful Mongolian generals like Wu Nian.
Zhang Ning must be like this, let alone his soldiers. They are indeed elite, and their combat effectiveness is even stronger than that of ordinary soldiers from hundreds of households.
But they are militiamen after all, and they have never really been on the battlefield.
die.
It's so urgent.
God of death.
It's right in front of our eyes.
Fear filled their hearts. Although he holds a sword and a gun, what is the difference between him and a paper tiger.
The enemy was stunned.
There is no need to make too much concessions to one's own people.
Zhang Jin opened his mouth wide and looked at Wu Nian's actions, feeling the courage, determination, and murderous aura emanating from this man.
He also had four lives under his command, and he killed no less than Wu Nian.
He had also seen Wu Nian take action and felt that Wu Nian was inferior to him.
But when he saw Wu Nian now, he realized that he was terribly wrong. War is not about fighting, it is about killing people.
If you have a tiger in your heart, you will be invincible.
If the two of them really fight, I'm afraid he may not be Wu Nian's opponent.
Zhang Jin was stunned for a while before bursting into laughter. He followed up with big strides, "Kill him as fast as he can."
Zhang Jin was stunned, let alone Tieniu and the others.
Words can no longer describe their mood. At this moment, they were willing to kneel down and worship Wu Nian. This is simply the God of War.
Our general.
Following such a general, even if he died here, he would be willing to do so without any regrets.
"Come on!!!" Tieniu let out an angry roar, his beard and hair spread out, waving the steel knife in his hand, followed closely, and pounced on the seventy people.
The other three people pounced on him without hesitation.
this moment.
This is the real war.
Win or lose.
The next moment will be revealed.
Zhang Ningding is not a loser after all. He knows that this is a critical moment and if he can't withstand it. Then they might be defeated.
Before this, Zhang Ningding had never thought of this possibility.
One hundred people faced off against eight people, and they actually lost?
What a joke. Only the Meng Yuan people can do it.
But Wu Nian did it.
Zhang Ningding's mood was extremely depressed, and he deeply felt the possibility of failure.
"Stop them. There are only six of them. If three of us fight for one, we can win." Zhang Ningding waved the steel knife in his hand and shouted.
But he didn't pounce. He has no confidence that he can win. If he died first, the army would collapse.
Zhang Ningding was right.
There are seventy of them. Even if three people are replaced by one, Wu Nian and others can be wiped out.
but.
Of course the people who survived were happy, but what about the people who died?
Who wants to be one of the eighteen dead people?
No one wants to.
After Zhang Ningding finished shouting, his pupils shrank. He didn't see the soldiers rushing forward with fighting spirit.
Instead, I saw that most people took a step back subconsciously.
"Oops!!!!" Zhang Ning's heart suddenly sank to the bottom.
At this moment, Wu Nian had already rushed over. The steel knife in his hand was stained with blood, and the blood was shining into the sky. His bloody eyes stared at the group of people in front of him, and finally landed on a spearman about thirty years old with a very strong Chinese character.
The rest of the people felt relieved and subconsciously stepped aside.
The spearman was so frightened that he forgot to take action.
"Pfft."
The steel knife in Wu Nian's hand pierced the spearman's chest. The white tip of the knife stabbed out from the back and quickly dyed red.
"I'll lend you your spear." Wu Nian raised his head and said coldly to the spearman who was still breathing, and then borrowed the spear from the spearman with two hands. He did not turn his head, but looked forward, looking at Zhang Ningding who was riding a horse.
But his hands were already moving as he pleased, stabbing to the left.
A swordsman tried to dodge, but failed. He was stabbed in the right arm and let out a scream.
"Kill!!!" Wu Nian withdrew his spear, roared, and killed Zhang Ningding.
"Help Mr. Xiaoqi."
Zhang Jin, Tieniu and other five people knew that the war had reached a critical moment. If Wu Nian can take the enemy chief's head, then they will win.
Otherwise, they lose.
But Zhang Ningding's soldiers are not all idlers. Especially the three armored cavalry.
"They are all a bunch of rubbish." An armored cavalryman took the spear from the hand of a spearman, clamped his feet into the horse's belly, and the black horse suffered pain, carrying the cavalryman and charging like an arrow. Towards Zhang Jin.
"Whoa!" The sharp spear, with the help of the power of man and horse, became astonishingly powerful.
Zhang Jin held a steel knife and fought on foot without fighting the opponent head-on. He dodged the spear, then rolled like a donkey and cut off the horse's left front leg.
The war horse opened its mouth and let out a scream full of pain, but the cavalry on the horse was not seriously injured. He fell from the horse, stood up, abandoned his spear, pulled out the steel knife from his waist, and slashed at Zhang Jin.
The remaining two armored cavalry also charged towards the three Iron Niu men. As their actions awakened the fighting spirit of the soldiers, they all roared and rushed towards Wu Nian and others.
But at this moment, Wu Nian and Zhang Ning had a face-to-face time.
Zhang Ning was not afraid.
Since it is inevitable, let's fight.
He tightened his legs on the horse's belly and drove the bay-red horse towards Wu Nian. The upper body lay tightly on the horse's back, trying not to expose the body.
He held a steel knife in his right hand and pointed it at Wu Nian.
this moment.
What Wu Nian faced was not an ordinary person. Instead, he was a warrior named Ban Bian Zhang who had traveled around the world in his early years and experienced many ups and downs.
He is good at riding and can skillfully wield swords.
Of course, he is also a brave man.
This is also the general.
Winner wins all.
The loser loses everything.
Wu Nian took a deep breath to fill his lungs with oxygen. His eyes were brighter than the stars in the sky, he raised the spear in his hand, then opened his mouth, exhaled like thunder, and shouted: "Come on."
With a loud shout, the situation changed color.
