The squeeze of the Ning army coupled with the cooperation of Ge Yunda and Bin Ye, although the defense line of the black warriors barely remained intact, it was still retreating as a whole, and behind it was the surging Mituo River, and the reinforcements from the north were isolated on the opposite side of the river, and the reinforcements from the west were stopped by Wang Gendong.

"There is a lot of pressure on Wang Gendong's side."

Shen Leng put down his clairvoyance and ordered: "The drums of war are raised again, and the team of Pu Luo Thousand Hands must be broken up within an hour." ”

"Yes!"

With Shen Leng's military order, the war drums behind him sounded again, one after another, like a thunderbolt.

Because of the melee between the two sides, the firearms of the Ning army lost most of their effectiveness, but as the battlefield moved forward, the stone-throwing vehicles could also move forward slightly, so the black reinforcements on the other side of the river could not get close.

Daning's soldiers knew very well that the second war drum had been heard from the main general's side, which showed that the general was already a little anxious, so the soldiers who pushed forward on the front line shouted and exerted their strength to attack forward at any cost.

"Who's over there?"

Shen Leng raised his clairvoyance again, and noticed that there was a team on the flank of the Black Martial Army formation that was not too large but extremely fierce in combat, and Li Xiaoshan was already about to tear apart the Black Martial Army formation by attacking on the flank, but the team of the Black Martial Army actually pressed Li Xiaoshan's team out after pounced.

"Look at the banner is Pu Luoqian's subordinate general Qingshu, a rising star in the black army."

People like Ye Yunsan know too well about the generals on the Heiwu side, whether it is the generals of the older generation or the new generation, he will stare at them and not let go of any of them, so he can make a judgment just by looking at the flag.

"This one is definitely not ours."

Shen Leng said: "I beat it too hard." ”

Ye Yunsan snorted: "Qingshu is the general of the younger generation of the Black Martial Arts, he is the best among them, this person has the intelligence and martial arts that definitely surpass the Liao Killing Wolf, but his background is too poor so he cannot be reused, if this person is in charge of the Black Martial Arts Southern Courtyard Camp in the future, it will definitely not be a good thing for us." ”

Shen Leng stretched out his hand: "Knife." ”

Chen Ran immediately handed him the black line knife.

Shen Leng turned over and swept onto the war horse: "Let's see if we can get rid of him before he becomes the pillar of the Black Martial Arts." ”

Shen Leng didn't plan to go up on his own in this battle, just like what he said to the black mastiff, Shen Leng rarely went to the battlefield in person now, and he knew when to let the young man see hope.

It is naturally good to take the lead in every battle, which will make the soldiers' hearts in one place, but it will also make young people feel that they have no chance to get ahead.

Ye Yunsan's words made Shen Leng want to go to the battlefield, he held the black line knife and glanced at the black mastiff: "Sit here and wait for me." ”

The black mastiff snorted, seemingly dissatisfied with Shen Leng's words.

"Sit down!"

Shen Leng shouted, and the black mastiff immediately squatted there, still puffing up, aggrieved.

Shen Leng urged the horse to rush out, and the black line knife pointed forward, and 1,200 personal soldiers roared out behind him.

On the battlefield, Qingshu rushed left and right with his people, and forcibly interrupted Li Xiaoshan's team into several sections, Li Xiaoshan's team could not echo from end to end, and had already broken through the black martial arts defense line, but at this time he had to concentrate on integrating the team, and if he was not careful, he would be counterattacked by the black warriors, and the team would be stuck in it as if it had entered a quagmire and could not get out.

"Attack the enemy general!"

Li Xiaoshan saw Qingshu's position, turned his war horse and rushed towards Qingshu, and the cavalry around him also turned around and followed him to speed up.

The cavalry of both sides began to attack each other with their crossbows when they were still far away, and the dense crossbow arrows even collided and landed in mid-air.

The muffled sound of crossbow arrows piercing into the human body one after another sounded around him, and the shouts after the arrows were also heard around him, and the cavalry of the black warriors had extremely strong archery skills, stronger than those encountered before.

Rival.

Li Xiaoshan held a crossbow and shot at Qingshu continuously, the arm shield tied to Qingshu's left arm, although it was not big, but his eyesight was amazing, and his reaction was also superb, and his arm moved up and down in front of him horizontally, blocking all the feather arrows shot by Li Xiaoshan.

He hung the scimitar in his right hand to one side as he rushed, and then leaned over and dragged the spear in the hand of a soldier next to him, the speed of the war horse and the strength of his spear caused the black soldier to fall to the ground, the soldier's hands were trembling when he stood up, and the flesh in his palm was ground off, and the blood was smear.

In the gallop, Qingshu threw the spear out, the distance between the two people was only a few zhang away, the spear came in an instant, and when Li Xiaoshan noticed it, it was too late, he immediately threw his head back, the spear grazed his nose and shot over, and poked the iron helmet off with a bang.

A string of sparks flew out, and Li Xiaoshan's hair immediately exploded and floated up.

In an instant, the two horses were staggered, Qingshu reached out and grabbed Li Xiaoshan's neck, pinched his neck with one hand and pushed forward, Li Xiaoshan's body involuntarily left the saddle, Qingshu's war horse was still galloping forward, and Li Xiaoshan seemed to be hanging there.

He has been training in northern Xinjiang for many years, although his martial arts were ordinary when he first came, and his physical condition was also ordinary, but after experiencing countless battles, he was no longer the weak son of the original world.

At the moment of being choked, Li Xiaoshan was a little confused with a buzz in his head, but he quickly reacted, he raised his hands and grabbed Qingshu's arms, and then raised his feet and kicked out heavily towards Qingshu's chest.

Qingshu's single arm stretched out as strong as a fixed stake, Li Xiaoshan couldn't put Qingshu's arm down when he hung there, and at the moment when his feet were about to kick, Qingshu suddenly leaned over and pressed down to the side......

The green tree on the galloping war horse pressed down, and Li Xiaoshan's head and back hit the ground heavily, the speed of the war horse was so fast, how hard did his back and back of his head rub against the hard frozen soil?

For a moment, the armor on the back was flying, and the flesh and blood on the back of the head were blurred.

Qingshu straightened up, still holding Li Xiaoshan with one arm, Li Xiaoshan's eyes had already turned upward, the hair on the back of his head was gone, the flesh skin was gone, and the skull was exposed, full of dirt and a few strands of flesh.

Qingshu glanced at the person in his hand, and didn't care, if he was holding a general in Ningguo, he would naturally be a little excited, judging from the armor of this general of the Ning army, he was a general from the third grade, and he was already a person with a high military rank, but Qingshu didn't see it.

He even felt that the person in his hand was far worse than the big man he had fought with before, and if he knew that this person was still a prince of Daning, he was afraid that he would be a little concerned.

"Weak, not worthy of the third-grade general armor."

Qingshu pulled the reins violently, and the horse neighed in a circle and ran back in the direction from which he came, and the cavalry behind him followed, and the team was like a rapidly turning river.

Li Xiaoshan was directly captured, and his Ning cavalry chased after Qingshu's team, and the smoke and dust from the two teams on the battlefield seemed to make the whole world muddy.

Qingshu's team returned to the side of the main formation, and at this time, Li Xiaoshan's team was completely disrupted by his charge.

"Luck won't always favor you."

Qingshu raised one arm and pinched Li Xiaoshan's neck slightly, Li Xiaoshan's face had turned blue and purple, his eyes began to bulge out, and his tongue had already stretched out.

"If I take charge of the army in the future, I will let you Ning people regain their awe."

He heard the thunder of the cavalry charge, and his eyes moved away from Li Xiaoshan's face to the opposite side, where there was a cavalry of almost a thousand Ning Army roaring over, and before he fought Qingshu, he knew that the team was terrifying, and it was a kind of momentum that would be invincible as long as he went out.

Then he noticed the big red flag, and the Shen character on it made his heart tighten.

Shen Leng?

He turned his head to look at Li Xiaoshan in his hand, and after pondering for a moment, his hand suddenly exerted force, and with a click, Li Xiaoshan's neck was twisted.

Shizi's expression, which was still struggling subconsciously, instantly stiffened, and his vision soon became blurred, and he seemed to see the team of his own people rushing towards him in the distance, and seemed to see the fiery red battle flag in front of him.

He felt himself flying, and that was the last feeling.

Li Xiaoshan's body was thrown out by Qingshu, and the corpse flew at least a foot away and then fell to the ground with a thud, and the corpse rolled a few more times, facing the sky, and the blood in his mouth overflowed one by one.

"Let's go!"

Aoki shouted, and the horse rushed out towards the rear of the formation.

Shen Leng and his pro-soldier camp had not yet arrived when he saw Li Xiaoshan being thrown out, and at that moment, Shen Leng's eyes suddenly turned red.

Qingshu's cavalry quickly withdrew, I don't know if he didn't have the courage to fight Shen Leng, who had never been defeated in the rumor, or if he chose to withdraw rationally knowing that he was invincible, or if he had already seen that this battle would definitely be lost, so he fled towards the rear of his own formation.

Shen Leng reined in the war horse and jumped down, squatted down to check Li Xiaoshan, but found that the person had already lost his breath, and his eyes were still open, as if he didn't believe that he would die like this.

Shen Leng picked up Li Xiaoshan's body and handed it to the soldiers beside him, and said in a hoarse voice, "Send it back." ”

The soldiers took the corpse and put it on the horse's back, and ran out of the horse.

Shen Leng turned over and pulled the mask from his iron helmet down.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

The pro-soldiers roared and rushed towards the array of the Black Martial Army behind Shen Leng.

In the howling wind, the team stepped on the smoke and dust, like a sharp blade that could split the whole world.

In the howling wind, the once dashing son of the world is gone, he washed himself with the battlefield, but he failed to survive on the battlefield.

The earth seemed to tremble under the horse's hooves as the wind howled.

He was once a son of a man like jade, and he was unparalleled at this time.