In the hundreds of years since the founding of Daning, the men of the Li family's royal family have not been afraid of the battlefield, even if they seem to be indeed smiling people on weekdays, there are indeed people who do not learn and do not know how to do it, but they seem to have a yearning for war in their blood and bones, perhaps this is due to the continuous edification of Emperor Ning for future generations.

However, in the hundreds of years since the founding of Daning, few men from the Li family's royal family have died on the battlefield, and they have not been pushed forward for a hundred years.

A prince of Daning died on the battlefield, so many things seem to change.

This time, Shen Leng, who didn't plan to go into battle in person, rushed up, and the black line knife flew up and down in the ranks of the black warriors under the winter sun, and the closed black line knife with red eyes was even more frightening.

The knife swept out, and the blood flew away with the blade, and Bai Sensen's bones were faintly visible in the cut on his neck, and they were quickly covered by blood.

One by one, the enemies are falling, and the team is squeezing step by step.

"Avenge His Royal Highness!"

Wang Kuohai rushed to the front, holding his iron shield and slamming it into the black warrior's gun array, with his heavy impact, the black warrior's gun array immediately collapsed, and the ruthless big man didn't pay attention to the knives or spears that stabbed him, and pushed forward with a roar.

Behind the black warriors' military formation, a layer of soldiers fell into the river, and someone turned around and tried to pull his companion up, but as soon as he bent down, he was also knocked into the water.

The icy and biting water of the Mito River made people lose their strength in an instant, and the water wrapped in ice slag scraped on the human body like a knife, and the leather armor on the black warrior body seemed to turn into iron armor in an instant after being blistered, and the person couldn't even move.

The Ning army in front was still squeezing wildly, and there were more and more black warriors falling into the water, and the wails were connected from the front of the position to the back of the position.

Pu Luo Qianshou's face became more and more ugly, the offensive of the Ning army was once frustrated after Qingshu was killed before, but I don't know what's wrong, it is clear that Qingshu killed a Ning army, but now the consensus of the Ning army is more fierce, it is not fierce, it is fierce, it is crazy, it is cruel.

The scene of soldiers on both sides stabbing with spears may become a nightmare that will linger for a lifetime if ordinary people see it, and people have become no longer human, but just killing machines, desperately stabbing the people in front of them to death with the support of courage and fear.

People on both sides were poking like this, and the blood made the earth change color.

"General!"

One of the soldiers pointed to the side: "Over there!" ”

Pu Luo Qianshou immediately looked to the west, and then found that a light cavalry of the Ning army actually pulled in, the outermost part of the black army was a gun array, wouldn't the light cavalry be poked by the black warriors like a target?

That was an unreasonable way of playing, and it was impossible for the generals of the Ning army to make such a stupid command.

Yes, not stupid, really ruthless.

Shen Leng rushed to the flank of the black spear array with his pro-military battalion, he grabbed the reins, the war horse man stood up, and Shen Leng on the horseback roared: "Dismount!" ”

"Whew!"

The soldier quickly jumped off his horse, lowering his body slightly almost at the same time.

"Kill!"

Shen Leng was the first to rush forward, followed by hundreds of tigers and leopards.

"Kill!"

The sharp arrow with Shen Leng as the arrow pierced into the side of the black warriors' military formation, and the spears one by one were cut down by the black line knife, and one by one the black soldiers were cut over by the black line knife.

Everyone in Shen Leng's pro-military camp used a black line knife.

His own soldiers are dragons on horses and tigers on horses.

Shen Leng swept out with a knife, and the gun in front of him was broken, and then swept it over, and several heads fell off.

"The general is here!"

The Ning soldiers who came up after the follow-up roared loudly and rushed forward, and the morale of the Ning soldiers who were attacking head-on was greatly boosted after hearing the shouts, and the waves were like waves, slapping on the embankment formed by the black warriors.

The levee collapsed, and the gap was on Shen Leng's side.

The blood on Shen Leng's body was flowing down like a waterfall, and his dark iron armor had not been so full of enemy blood for a long, long time, and the blood flowed down as if it had been splashed up.

"Pro-Barracks!"

Pu Luo Qianshou shouted: "Go up with me." ”

After he finished shouting, he looked left and right: "Where's the green tree!" ”

No one saw where Qingshu went, he seemed to have lost his trace after returning to the formation with his cavalry, Qingshu guessed after seeing Shen Leng's reaction, the person he had just killed must be extraordinary, he saw Shen Leng standing up with the corpse in his arms from a distance, at that moment he seemed to be locked by death, he was actually extremely conceited about his martial arts, but at that moment he chose to escape.

Maybe it was because Shen's reputation for invincibility was too great, or maybe it was because he had already seen that it was impossible to win this time no matter what, so he fled.

No one answered Pu Luo Qianshou, and Pu Luo Qianshou gushed out an inexplicable anger, as if he had been abandoned by the whole world.

"Where's Binye!"

"Where's Ge Vanda!"

He shouted twice, but no one answered.

On the other side of the battlefield, Shen Leng saw the black martial arts handsome flag erected high, and at that moment, he suddenly thought of another thing...... Pu Luo Qianshou must be killed, if Pu Luo Qianshou does not die, those people arranged by Ye Yunsan in the Black Martial Army may be killed by Pu Luo Qianshou.

After thinking of this, Shen Leng accelerated again, and the blood spilled from the knife became heavier.

On the opposite side, Pu Luo Qianshou rushed over with more than a thousand of his personal soldiers, they no longer had reserves, everyone went up, and his personal soldiers and him were the last reserves.

"Shen Leng!"

Pu Luo Qianshou's eyes were also red the moment he saw Shen Leng, and the scimitar in his hand fell fiercely, his martial arts were already good, and the people who could be co-opted by Xin Fengyue and Liao Kill Wolf were naturally not mortals.

The knife came in an instant, with a chilling momentum, this knife was released under the rage, and it could also be the most fierce, domineering, and fastest and most ruthless knife that Pu Luo Qianshou had chopped out so far in his life.

He thought that Shen Leng would dodge, at least block.

But Shen Leng didn't, Shen Leng didn't even look at the scimitar that had fallen, but stepped on it and rushed forward, the hard frozen ground exploded under his feet, and the person hit Pu Luoqianshou like a meteor.

With a bang, Pu Luoqian's scimitar slashed at Shen Leng's shoulder, and the sturdy Xuantie battle armor was cut out of a gap, Shen Leng didn't intend to let him live a little longer, so he chose the most direct way to fight...... Knife for knife.

Burst!

Shen Leng's black line knife poked into Pu Luoqian's heart guard, the general's heart guard was extremely thick and strong, but the black line knife still poked in, and the sound of the blade and the heart guard was piercing, and a layer of goosebumps could instantly rise on the skin.

Shen Leng held the black line knife in both hands and rushed forward, at that moment, Pu Luoqianshou threw away his knife and grabbed Shen Leng's knife with both hands, blood flowed down in his two hands, and the knife seemed to be really stopped by him at that moment to continue stabbing forward...... It's just an illusion.

The screeching sound of the black line knife cutting through the heart shield continued, and Pu Luo Qianshou's eyes opened wider and wider, as if they could bulge out at any moment.

Pu Luo's thousand-handed personal soldiers pounced and wanted to hack Shen Leng to death, but they were blocked by one soldier after another, knives and knives kept colliding, and blood kept splashing.

Shen Leng pushed Pu Luoqian's hand back, the speed at which the knife entered the body was far less fast than the speed at which people retreated, but after all, it was still stabbing forward.

The moment the tip of the knife poked into the heart, the strength of Pu Luoqian's hands seemed to be suddenly gone, and it was an irresistible pain.

Burst......

The black line knife pierced through Pu Luo Qianshou's body, and the tip of the knife pierced the armor behind it, and at that moment time seemed to stop, and the drop of blood hanging on the tip of the knife also stopped there.

But time only stopped for a moment, the knife was instantly pulled out by Shen Leng, and then kicked on Pu Luo Qianshou's lower abdomen, under this heavy blow, Pu Luo Qianshou's body fell backwards, sat on the ground with his buttocks, and then fell down, hit his head on the ground, and then turned over and lay on the ground......

Shen Leng took a big stride, pressed his body down, and the black line knife chopped down.

Knives, chopping is the most ferocious.

With the sound of a knife cutting through the bones, Pu Luo Qianshou's neck was cut off by a black line knife, and the human head was pushed away by the blood spurting out of the neck and rolled to the side, rolling and stopping with his face up, at that moment Pu Luo Qianshou's eyes seemed to have a little bit of life.

"Daning Soldiers!"

Shen Leng didn't even look at the human head again, and he couldn't take a step from the human head and continued to attack forward.

"Kill!"

The soldiers followed behind Shen Leng, and the murderous aura released seemed to be heavier than the smell of blood.

In a moment or so, Shen Leng took his own soldiers to kill through the enemy formation, and took three or two steps to the side of the black martial arts handsome flag that was still erected, the black line knife splashed out a cold light, and the thick flagpole only shook slightly, and then fell, and the knife edge that was cut out obliquely on the flagpole was so straight.

The shuai qi that fell with a bang made the black warriors completely desperate at that moment, and their fighting spirit was gone.

Shy Castle.

Standing on the city wall and looking at the battle situation in front of her with clairvoyance, Feng Yue's hands trembled a little the moment she saw Shuai Qi fall, and then she drooped down, there was no need to look at it anymore.

In less than two hours, Pu Luoqian, who was known as a famous black martial arts general, was defeated by Shen Leng, and tens of thousands of black martial arts elites would be slaughtered by the Ning people, so they should be slaughtered like that.

Another hour later, the news came back from the front, and the reinforcements he sent had been defeated before they could bypass the river that had broken the ice, and they had been chopped off by Shen Leng.

"Sect Master ......"

A disciple cautiously glanced at Xin Fengyue's face, and then said tentatively, "There is news that it is because of ...... It's because we killed a prince of Ningguo, so we ...... That's why Ning was ruthless. ”

"Huh?"

Xin Fengyue's face changed, and she looked at the river again...... Over there, Ning Jun was already cutting off people's heads.