Under the banner of "dragon".
Long Qie looked at the battle ahead and didn't dare to show his head. Holding the horse's head tightly, I felt very humiliated and unwilling. Even if he practiced martial arts for more than ten years regardless of the cold and heat, he was still no match for Wanhu.
This time it's even more important.
You might be killed if you go up there.
Dangerous.
Feeling the danger, his eyes turned red and he said to himself: "There is still one breath left, and the battle will never end. Meng Yuan's desire to destroy me will never die."
"As long as the Mongolian country still exists, we must not relax."
After saying that, he cheered up, raised the eight-foot-long horse in his hand, and shouted:
"Brothers. Don't spit out the fat you eat. Even if it's bad. Stop them with your life and kill them all."
"Kill!!!!" The Han army responded uniformly to Long Qie, and then marched forward regardless of their own safety, fighting a war of attrition with the Mongolian and Yuan soldiers. Use this flesh and blood body to stop the impact of the opponent's general Wanhu.
"Kill! Kill!!!!!!!!!!!!" Zhu Qishan was at the front, slashing continuously with a broadsword, the light of the sword shining, as cold as the moonlight.
Wherever it passes, blood blooms and corpses are produced.
The Han army tried their best, but still couldn't kill him. He could not be defeated, but many brothers were destroyed.
"Huh!" a cry. A Han soldier from Qianhu suddenly threw a meteor hammer, which hit Zhu Qishan like a meteor.
Sneak attack!
Zhu Qishan was slashing with his sword, but it was as if there was an eye on his left side. At the critical moment, he let go of the sword with his left hand, fished forward, and picked up the meteor hammer without even looking at it. Then it hit those thousand households hard.
The faster you go, the faster you come back.
Hoo ho ho.
The meteor hammer broke through the sky and made the sound of thunderstorm. The eyes of thousands of Han soldiers were splitting, and they couldn't escape. Their brains burst out and they fell to the ground.
"Lord Qianhu!!!!" His soldiers exclaimed, and then not only were they not frightened, but their eyes were red. The brothers stood shoulder to shoulder to avenge Qianhu.
"Come on. I've been through many fierce battles. A mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, but that's all." Zhu Qishan is usually taciturn, but at this moment he was full of enthusiasm, roaring and laughing wildly.
Under the banner of "Wei". Wei Ru sat in the rear and allowed the soldiers in the front row to die one after another. Her mind had been withdrawn from Wu Nian and she was focusing on the battlefield.
"It's a pity. If I wasn't injured, I could at least fight for it." Wei Ru raised his hand and grabbed his injured arm, feeling very unwilling.
Immediately, her chest rose and fell, her red lips slightly opened, and she exhaled like blue.
Meng Yuan's ferocity brought back bad memories to her mind. When Haitian City was stormed, the Wei army resisted desperately.
But in the end they were outnumbered.
"This battle. We will not lose."
"We must destroy the Mongolian Yuan Dynasty to eliminate future troubles."
She thought to herself.
"Kill!" Zhao Mancheng, who was as handsome as a unicorn, was wearing silver armor and a silver spear. He roared repeatedly and fought with Jin Ruiyun desperately.
The two tigers fought and the fierce battle continued.
The fighting nation deserves its title.
He didn't have time to think, as long as he was distracted for a moment, he might be killed by Jin Ruiyun.
Zhao Mancheng and Zhao Yanting of the Han army were responsible for guarding the gate. They were brave enough to fight against tens of thousands of households.
The other generals do not have this ability and can only rely on human lives to make up for it.
After all, the Tao is as high as one foot, and the devil is as high as one foot.
Wu Canglong and other infantrymen with ten thousand households charged fiercely and killed with great force. However, the Han army had many troops and strong horses, so they finally stopped him.
The most critical thing.
Wu Nian, Wei Polu, Wang Gui, and Zhang Sheng were still the first to bear the brunt.
The weakest point is also the strongest point.
If it is broken through by the Meng Yuan cavalry, all the efforts will be in vain.
If it is successfully blocked, there will be 90,000 households.
Like a nine-headed insect, slashing them one by one.
Behead nine heads.
The two flags of "Wang" and "Zhang" stand on both sides of the flag with the character [Chinese], as if they were the two generals Heng Ha.
Wang Gui and Zhang Sheng did not have the skills of General Heng Ha, so they could only stare from behind.
"Stop them. Stop them. Send out troops and horses quickly to support the king. Kill Wan Yanxian and Hou Wancheng."
They desperately directed their troops to resist, and at this moment they hated themselves extremely.
"Why am I such a waste? If I were half as capable as the king, I would be able to hold a gun and go into battle." Veins popped up on Wang Gui's forehead, and he clutched the horse's reins tightly with both hands, his face ashen.
"Damn it." Zhang Sheng pulled out the steel knife from his waist and threw it to the ground. The steel knife was inserted into the soil, but nothing happened.
ahead.
Wu Nian and Wanyan Xian killed each other.
Wei Polu and Hou Wancheng killed him.
The situation is urgent now. Countless people are killed and injured every minute and every second. Success or failure may occur in the next second.
However, both Wu Nian and Wan Yanxian have very strong psychological qualities. The fight between the two seems to be full of danger, but in fact they are equally matched.
No one was impatient, they were all very calm.
Wu Nian also paid some attention to Wei Polu's situation. Although Miss Wei sent this guy to support me and share my pressure.
but.
I also have to devote my attention to taking care of him.
I don’t know if it’s a blessing or a curse.
Different from Wu Nian and Wanyan.
Wei Polu is the real danger.
"Kill!!!!!!!!!!!!" Wei Polu yelled with red eyes, his face full of unwillingness and "I am not afraid of death."
But his combat experience is far different from Hou Wancheng's.
What's more, this sudden effort.
A blow from a flying fairy from heaven.
The decisions of all nine households are the same, and the steps are in sync.
At this moment, Hou Wancheng was extremely powerful, and Wei Polu, who was killed, could only stare.
Dry thunder.
Of course Wan Yanxian also noticed it. He smiled and shouted: "Wu Nian, the guy next to you is not very capable. Just wait for Hou Wancheng to kill him, and then join forces with me. We have two large households, and it will be easy to kill you."
"You want to mess with my mind. But you don't know, I just thought it was you farting." Wu Nian sneered and retorted.
Wan Yanxian was not angry and just said: "Then we will wait and see."
Meng Yuan's cavalry roared and continuously attacked the Han army's infantry formation. The infantry of the Han army also followed one after another, constantly filling in the gaps.
At the forefront of this fight.
Wu Nian and Wei Polu seemed like two huge mountains, standing motionless and looking forward to death.
However, after all, the pros and cons cannot be concealed.
Hou Wancheng seized an opportunity and said "touch". The horse in his hand was like a whip, and he shook the horse away from Wei Polu's hand, and then without stopping, he stabbed Wei Polu with one move.
"It's over. There's no way to avoid it." Wei Polu's mind went blank for a moment, but the next moment, he reacted instinctively and ducked to the left, watching helplessly as Hou Wancheng's horse stabbed towards his right shoulder.
In a life-and-death fight, being injured equals death in battle.
Wan Yanxian noticed it, and his eyes were astonishingly bright.
Kill you.
