Murong Yu was injured on his left shoulder, his armor cracked, flesh and blood flew out, and the blood stained his clothes red. The key is that after the shoulder injury, the burning pain invaded the nerves, making Murong Yu unable to fully exert his left arm.
Once the full force is erupted, the pain of the wound will intensify, further leading to a weakening of strength.
Murong Yu's anger rose, his narrow eyes narrowed, and the flickering cold light revealed a sinister and sinister aura. He gritted his teeth and said: "Old guy, you don't want to take care of yourself at your age, and you want to seek death? I am here today. I will fight to the death to keep you."
Wei Polu mocked, "Boy, you don't even have all your hair, so it's just you?"
"Old thief, take your life!"
Murong Yu endured the pain on his shoulder and picked up Fang Tian's painted halberd again to strike down.
"Don't overestimate your capabilities!"
Wei Polu shouted lowly and slashed down again with his long sword.
"clang!!"
The blade of the knife and the halberd were chopped down again, and a small branch of Fang Tian's painted halberd was cut off.
Murong Yu's pupils shrank, he took back Fang Tian's painted halberd and prepared to slash it horizontally. However, although Wei Polu has been idle at home these years, he has been honing his martial arts, his energy and blood have not declined much, and he has strong explosive power.
Just when Murong Yu was about to make a horizontal cut, the long knife swung up in the air and slashed down.
Murong Yu had no choice but to lift Fang Tian's painted halberd to block.
clang! !
A violent crash was heard.
Sparks scattered on the fine steel handle of Murong Yu Fangtian's painted halberd, leaving a deep mark. The force of the counter-shock made Murong Yuhu's mouth numb, as if he was about to burst.
Murong Yu was even more horrified at this moment.
Just now, he was thinking about fighting Wei Polu and killing Wei Polu. But in the confrontation just now, Murong Yu was completely suppressed and had no chance of turning defeat into victory.
Murong Yu was even more horrified.
Wei Polu, an old man, half of his body has been buried in the ground, how can he still be so brave?
Why is it so difficult?
Murong Yu became more and more frightened, and quickly waved his hands to block Wei Polu's attack, and at the same time wanted to retreat, because he was completely suppressed in the fight with Wei Polu, and was no match for Wei Polu.
Unfortunately, Murong Yu wanted to retreat but had no chance. Wei Polu completely suppressed Murong Yu and attacked.
Wei Polu's offensive became stronger and stronger, and his long sword danced like a big wave attacking.
His eyes were hot and his gaze was even sharper.
"When I ruled the world, you, Murong Yu, hadn't even reincarnated yet. How dare you say something to teach me a lesson? Even Tuoba Shao wouldn't dare to speak harshly in front of me. Who do you think you are?"
With the tiger-like roar, Wei Polu became more murderous and his attack became more ferocious.
The long sword cuts like a wave.
Murong Yu's face turned bitter, Fang Tian raised his painted halberd and continued to block, hitting him hard.
clang! !
The weapons collided, and the long handle of Fang Tian's painted halberd blocked the blade, sparks flying everywhere. Murong Yu's energy and blood surged due to the force of the counter-shock, and the palm of his hand holding Fang Tian's painted halberd was torn open and blood flowed out.
"When I chased Tuoba Shao, I killed him until he fled in panic and did not dare to look back. When I wiped out the Northern Wei army, as soon as the army formation came out, the Northern Wei Dynasty was shaken, and the barbarians of the Northern Wei Dynasty fled in panic."
"You are a little Murong Yu. Even your father, Murong Tiangang, dare not breathe in front of me. Are you a piece of shit?"
Wei Polu's roars continued to be heard.
The shouts were loud and powerful, pouring out the frustrations of Wei Polu over the years.
Before Zhao Shan took charge of the government, Wei Polu had always closed his doors to thank guests because there was no emperor to use him. Even though Wei Polu was passionate, he never had the slightest chance.
Now that I met Zhao Shan, I finally had the opportunity.
The long knife vented Wei Polu's resentment and anger, as well as his hope of killing Wei Polu.
Each sword strike was like a thunderous strike, as if it was heavier than Mount Tai, and it was as fast as a thunderbolt, already a combination of strength and softness.
Under the tyrannical attack, Murong Yu blocked one after another, leaving several deep impact marks on the long handle of Fang Tian's painted halberd, which was even stained with blood. Murong Yu's face turned bitter. He wanted to retreat but never had the slightest chance.
clang! !
Another crash.
Murong Yu's Fangtian painted halberd was knocked away, and his blood surged. Murong Yu could no longer suppress it and spat out a mouthful of blood. Seeing Wei Polu slashing with his sword, Murong Yu no longer dared to fight and turned sideways from his horse to fall to the ground.
thump!
Murong fell to the ground.
He avoided Wei Polu's attack. Fortunately, he was experienced. The moment he fell to the ground, he held his head and rolled to avoid Wei Polu's attack. Then he picked up Fang Tian's painted halberd and took advantage of the cavalry around him. He rushed forward and ran into the Northern Wei cavalry, got on his horse and ran away.
Murong Yu no longer had the fighting spirit to fight with Wei Polu and was completely cowed.
He once boasted of his superior martial arts skills, but now, he was beaten by Wei Polu and lost his temper.
Wei Polu failed to kill Murong Yu, which was a bit regretful, because Murong Yu himself was not weak, otherwise he would have killed the opponent with one strike. After Wei Polu defeated Murong Yu, he ordered again: "Murong Yu escaped, kill him!"
"Murong Yu escaped, kill him!"
Shouts came one after another.
More and more soldiers under Wei Polu roared and shouted.
Jin Wuwei and Zhao Feihu shouted and roared, their shouts soaring into the sky with great momentum.
The army's offensive was even more tyrannical.
On the contrary, the five thousand cavalry under Murong Yu's command seemed to be numerous, but they collapsed because of Murong Yu's defeat, and their fighting spirit was even weakened because of Murong Yu's escape.
The nomadic cavalry has a great characteristic. When fighting with the wind, they will swarm shoulder to shoulder. Each of them seems to be a warrior who is not afraid of life and death. They try their best to kill and loot the opponent, hoping to loot everything for themselves. hands.
Once they encounter a headwind, they will start to flee in all directions after encountering each other. Run away first.
Anyway, a dead Taoist friend is not a poor Taoist.
Saving your own life is the first priority. Otherwise, if you die, your women and children will belong to others.
The Northern Wei Dynasty had established a country and established an imperial power system, but many soldiers were still tribal people, and their fundamental habits had not changed at all. Now that the army collapsed, the cavalry stopped charging and retreated quickly.
Wei Polu saw this and took it for granted. He ordered the attack to continue and quickly covered it up.
Its offensive was extremely fierce.
When the front of three thousand cavalry passed by, the cavalry of the Northern Wei Dynasty completely collapsed and killed countless people.
When Murong Yu saw the Wei Polu army coming from behind, a look of horror appeared on his face.
At this moment, he was really scared.
I thought Wei Polu was old, but I didn't expect Wei Polu to be so ferocious, not at all like the explosive power of an old man.
"Retreat, retreat with all your might."
Murong Yu gave the order loudly. He knew that losing would be humiliating and might even affect his marriage to the princess. However, things have already happened, and Murong Yu can only face it and escape back first.
It’s not that he is incompetent!
It’s Wei Polu who is so awesome!
When Murong Yu quickly retreated, Wei Polu also led his men to continue the pursuit.
Boom! !
The sound of roaring horse hooves came from the front, and a black torrent swept from the official road.
"Kill the guards and polu!!!"
Shouts came one after another from the mighty torrent.
Murong Yu, who was fleeing, had a look of ecstasy on his face. He was deeply impressed by Tuoba Shao's foresight and said loudly: "Our reinforcements are coming. General Tuoba has sent reinforcements. Fight back and kill Wei Polu." .”
Murong Yu turned his horse's head and ordered a counterattack.
The same goes for a large number of Northern Wei cavalry, each with excited eyes and a mighty counterattack.
Wei Polu looked calm, his eyes seemed to be burning with flames, and murmured: "Old friend, you finally sent someone here. It's a pity that I, Wei Polu, are not afraid!"
"Pass my military order, and the entire army will assemble and change formations. With this commander as the center, we will attack in three thousand cone formations."
Wei Polu gave the order.
When encountering them on the battlefield, even if there are few people, they must dare to fight with their swords, because the soldiers they guard are elite.
