Li Mu's sudden move not only caught Zhang Ji by surprise, but even Jia Xu didn't react for a while.

Seeing the murderous Li Mu coming, Zhang Jiyuan stared at him and froze in place, not knowing how to respond. Zhang Jijun's soldiers all stretched their necks and looked at Li Mu in a daze.

"Uncle...... Back to the battle......"

Zhang Xiu reacted, but he only dared to scream again and again, but he didn't dare to go out to stop Li Mu. Because, in the battle of Chen Cang, his Zhang Xiu's soul had already been scared away by Li Mu!

That day and that battle have long become an eternal nightmare in Zhang Xiu's heart, as long as he thinks about it, it is a nightmare. This kind of psychological fear can completely crush a person!

"Quick...... Fast...... Come and escort ......."

Zhang Ji reacted, hurriedly whipped his mount fiercely, and then, screaming in horror, he turned his horse and fled to the formation!

"Zhang Ji! Take your life! ”

Just when he was more than ten steps away from Zhang Ji, Li Mu shouted.

"Save ...... Help......"

Zhang Ji thought that Li Mu had already killed him, and hurriedly threw the long knife in his hand behind him, and shouted with a crying voice.

What a pitiful thing it is!

"Zhang Ji! Your dog's head...... Is it still there? ”

Seeing Zhang Ji's soldiers coming, Li Mu let out a loud shout, slumped to the ground, and turned the horse's head.

The red dragon understood, raised his front hooves, roared and hissed, like a dragon soaring for nine days, towards the northeast corner of the enemy, stabbing obliquely and galloping away.

"Ben...... Ben's head...... The head is still ......"

Like a lost dog, Zhang Ji, who was about to flee back into the battle, listened to Li Mu's loud shouts, first subconsciously touched his head, and then involuntarily exclaimed.

In the time of three or five breaths, Li Mu had already killed Zhang Jijun in the northeast corner. At this time, the central cavalry of the enemy army was completely left behind by Li Mu, and for a while, it was too late to turn around.

I could only hear a low-pitched and majestic dragon moan!

When I looked at it again, several bloody rays flew up from the sky: everywhere I entered the eyes, there were stumps and severed limbs!

Li Mu held the spear in his left hand and the dragon sword in his right hand, galloped forward, spears and swords came out, and rushed all the way into the army formation of Zhang Jijun!

When the spear was broken and the dragon sword was shot, thousands of horses were killed, thousands of troops were difficult to stop, hundreds of soldiers were difficult to resist, and the clouds in all directions moved the world, and the nine winds rose up in the sky!

Breaking the spear, the dragon and the phoenix dance, opening the sky and the earth, thousands of troops are mourning!

The dragon sword and tiger stand on the dragon plate, move the mountains and seas, and hundreds of soldiers die!

Li Mu galloped his horse to kill, and wherever the spear went, there was a bloody storm; When the dragon sword is wielded, all kinds of blood are shed!

Everywhere Li Mu went, there was no grass, it was difficult for living creatures, and there was only one enemy under his hands, as if he had entered a no-man's land, and it was like a leisurely walk.

In just a few hundred breaths, Li Mu had already rushed to the Chinese army from the northeast corner of Zhang Jijun.

"Taiyin Qiankun Jue!"

Suddenly, Zhang Ji was four or five steps in front of him, Li Mu shouted, swept a shot, and swept back the guards around Zhang Ji with one shot; Between the lightning and flint, the dragon sword in Li Mu's hand had already stabbed at Zhang Ji's body.

The low-pitched and majestic dragon roar sounded again!

For Zhang Ji, this is a pleasant and shocking sound, but it is like a death knell, although it is less than a breath, it is like a century!

"I'm ...... to die"

The dragon's roar stopped abruptly, and several red blood lights flew all over the sky, although they were not as colorful and colorful as the fireworks that bloomed, but they were also very spectacular!

When he looked at it again, Zhang Ji's entire body, along with the mount under his crotch, had already been split apart by the Dragon Sword. On the tip of Li Mu's broken spear, there is an extra head!

Zhang Ji's last voice in this world was just three words. In the last days of his life, he was nothing but fear and pity. Zhang Ji ended his life in such a happy way!

Zhang Ji! You should be grateful to Li Mu, Marquis of Ningcheng, because he let you die unknowingly, so that you didn't die of being tortured in every way!

Zhang Ji! You should be grateful to this world, because a rebellious minister, thief, and shameless person like you can become a hussar general of the Han Dynasty!

Although Li Mu was using a broken spear to pick up Zhang Ji's head, the Dragon Sword in his right hand was still harvesting the lives of the enemy soldiers!

"Zhang Ji's head is here, do you want to fight?"

Li Mu shouted all the way, towards the southwest corner of the enemy's military formation, and fought his horse to kill!

Seeing that the commander Zhang Ji was dead, the enemy army was already chilled and frightened, and hurriedly scattered and fled, how could they have the courage to stop Li Mu!

At first, Jia Xu was shocked when he saw Li Mu killing to the northeast corner. Later, Jia Xu saw Li Muzhen beheading Zhang Ji again, and he was already frightened to death.

At this time, Jia Xu, who had fled all the way to the infantry formation and had a withered face, saw Li Mu killing towards the southwest corner, and his heart was clear that the strange array he had set up had been easily broken by Li Mu!

In a flash, Li Mu had already come out of the formation!

"Traitor Zhang Xiu! Come and die! ”

Li Mu not only did not rush back to the shore of Danshui, on the contrary, Li Mu stopped the red dragon, looked at Zhang Jijun, who fled all the way east like a lost dog, and shouted loudly.

Suddenly hearing Li Mu's loud shouts, Zhang Xiu, who was far away in the infantry formation, trembled violently, whipped his mount more fiercely, and fled all the way to the east.

It wasn't until he couldn't see the trace of Zhang Ji's defeated army that Li Mu laughed loudly and turned back to the shore of Danshui.

"The Lord is truly a man of God!"

Zhuge Liang, Pang Tong, Jiang Wan, Fei Yi, Ma Liang and others said in unison with ashamed faces: "Today, if it weren't for the lord riding alone, I am afraid that we would die here!" ”

"Don't blame yourself!"

Li Mu waved his hand and laughed loudly: "Giving advice and strategizing, I, Li Mu, are not as good as you." The decisive battle in front of the two armies and the flags are cut off, which is within the responsibility of a warrior! This is called division of labor and cooperation! ”

"Thank you for your kindness!"

Zhuge Liang, Pang Tong and others, how could they not know that their own lord was giving them the steps. Immediately, everyone replied in unison.

"Lord!"

Pang Tong gave a salute and immediately said aloud: "Without further ado, we should cross the river as soon as possible to prevent the enemy from returning and leaving!" ”

"What Shi Yuan said is extremely true!"

In about a quarter of an hour, Li Mu and his party crossed the Danshui.

Li Muzheng was about to order someone to dismantle the pontoon bridge, Zhuge Liang and Pang Tong stepped forward quickly and whispered a few words to their father-in-law.

Li Mu was overjoyed, and then he took a group of people all the way north along Danshui.

Just when Li Mu and his entourage passed through Nanxiang and Danshui counties and came to the Sanhu Pavilion on the bank of Danshui, there was another shout of killing behind them.

"Kong Ming, Shi Yuan, they are really like gods!"

Li Mulang laughed.

Zhuge Liang and Pang Tong gave a salute with a smile on their faces.

Zhang Xiu didn't dare to take the lead in rushing to kill, so he had to force his subordinates to chase and kill Li Mu.

Seeing that the enemy army has another fifty or sixty paces away. Suddenly, the shouts of the mountains and tsunami sounded from the flanks of the enemy troops.

But I saw that a gold-armored general, holding a blood-red long knife, with a black-clothed red-armored iron horse like a rolling torrent, began to rush into battle. It was the Vermilion Bird Ride led by Huang Zhong!

Huang Zhong smashed the front and went straight forward, and everywhere the Vermilion Bird rode through, there was a lot of blood and water. Seeing that something was wrong, Zhang Xiu fled alone, and all his subordinates became headless ghosts!

(End of chapter)