Someone in the Feng family army jumped off the war horse to go to the opposite side to grab the front, and several generals of the pseudo-Qi followed suit with the soldiers around them, but there were already examples before, and the two sides naturally had vigilance, and this front was not so easy to grab, except for the position that the general of the Feng family army easily grabbed at the beginning that was enough to accommodate several people to stand, the competition for each other in the rest of the places was almost not smooth, and some even needed to pay the lives of dozens of their own people to be able to gain a firm foothold.

But even so, the competition between each other not only did not stop, but intensified, and sometimes even in order to grab a foot, the tug-of-war between the two sides will pay more than a dozen lives, so that the number of feet of land is occupied, and they have to find a new front, and then start to rob and fight with each other again.

Although the situation on the entire battlefield was not as fierce as this one, it was not far behind, and the winged cavalry regiment led by Mao Hao also regrouped when they returned to the back of the puppet Qi army, preparing to launch a deadly charge against Shang Rang's back. However, at this moment, the battle situation that was slowly leaning towards the Feng family army suddenly changed again, with the rumbling sound coming from the west, the original plan of the winged cavalry regiment was completely disrupted, looking at the dust and smoke billowing in the distance, Mao Hao was sure that it was an army of at least 10,000 people was advancing towards the battlefield, and the speed was still very fast, so he had to give up the assault on Shang Rang's back, turn the gun, and point directly at the large puff of smoke and dust that was about to appear in the pseudo-Qi army.

Of course, for the situation that Pseudo-Qi suddenly appeared to reinforce troops, Lin Feng, who was in the melee of tens of thousands of people, didn't know, but saw that the confrontation in front of him could not be broken for a long time, and Lin Feng, who was originally in the middle of the army, was also a little unbearable, so if it was consumed, I am afraid that the entire Feng family army would be dragged to death by Shang Rang, most of the elites of the Feng family army were exhausted from fighting, and the number of the new force of the Pseudo Qi was much higher than that of the Feng family army, and even Lin Feng, who had never directly participated in the battle, felt empty and slightly tired. Not to mention the soldiers who have been on the battlefield for several hours.

"Lao Yuan, take a few people, follow me, and open a gap! Make a breakthrough! After thinking about it for a while, Lin Feng decisively ordered, and shouted at Yuan Biao, who was following him, and urged the war horse to squeeze forward.

"Master Hou, no!" How dare Meng Hong let Lin Feng put himself in danger in this situation, he hurriedly urged the horse to catch up and wanted to stop it, and then after seeing Lin Feng's determined expression, he hesitated again and continued: "Master Hou, let's let the last general take someone there!" ”

"No way!" Lin Feng resolutely shook his head and vetoed, glanced at Meng Hong, and said in a deep voice: "Remember your task!" Victory or defeat in one fell swoop! ”

"Master Hou." Hearing this, Meng Hong's body was shocked, he subconsciously looked around, nodded heavily, and responded to Lin Feng's respectful fists: "Please rest assured!" The end will never give up! Be sure to obey the commander's order! ”

"Brother Feng! I'm going to open the way! Yuan Biao, who had already summoned dozens of elite guards, jumped off the horse, nodded at Lin Feng with a solemn face, and without waiting for Lin Feng to agree, he carried his war knife and strode towards the crowd fighting in front of him, while the rest of the guards either jumped off the horse and carried a knife to keep up with Yuan Biao's pace, or guarded Lin Feng with a gun and a horse, and slowly marched forward.

After finding a gap in the fierce battle, Yuan Biao, who had a gloomy face, suddenly exuded a murderous aura all over his body, and the battle knife in his hand slowly rose with his arm, and the steps under his feet became heavier and heavier.

A soldier of the Feng family, who was fighting with the enemy, did not notice the situation behind him at all, and was only concerned about killing the enemy in front of him, but suddenly his companion was cut down by the enemy on the opposite side, and saw that the man's next knife was about to swing at him, but this soldier was unable to parry because he needed to deal with the attack in front of him, and in an instant, this person had the heart of death. But in the next second, the war knife that Yu Guang glimpsed that was swung by the enemy did not fall on him, but a crisp metal crash sounded in his ears.

The surprised soldier turned his head to look, only to find that it was Yuan Biao, who often chatted and laughed with them on weekdays, appeared beside him, not only to help him block the knife just now, but also at this time the war knife in Yuan Biao's hand had been cut on the chest of the person just now, and he couldn't help but be very excited, and exclaimed: "Thank you, Brother Yuan!" ”

"Humph!" But what the soldier got was Yuan Biao's cold snort, when he was extremely confused in his heart, his body was suddenly pulled backwards by a strong force, and at the same time felt a strong wind in front of him, and the soldier who was awakened suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, if it wasn't for Yuan Biao's quick hand to pull him, the war knife that had just been cut in front of him would definitely fall on his head.

"Don't talk nonsense! This is the battlefield! Yuan Biao threw a cold word to the other party, grabbed the position of the soldier just now, and while retracting the sword, he stepped forward, and the sharp blade cut two bloody cuts on the chests of the two pseudo-Qi soldiers in front of him.

Don't look at Yuan Biao often has a straight face, but in fact, his temperament is very honest, although his status in the Feng family army is high, but for all the soldiers of the Feng family army from top to bottom, Yuan Biao treats them as his own brothers, and takes great care of them.

However, it is obvious that Yuan Biao is just so honest and kind to his own talents, and for the enemy of the pseudo-Qi in front of him, he is ruthless, and he recruits into the flesh, even if he can't make a fatal move, but for Yuan Biao, who often kills, every shot is not only extremely powerful, but also can make the opponent as much as possible without the ability to continue to fight.

Not only that, Yuan Biao would never kill an enemy who had lost his combat effectiveness, perhaps to take care of the soldiers behind him, or because he felt that it was too much of a waste of time, as long as the enemy in front of him could no longer fight, Yuan Biao would immediately turn the blade and point at the next enemy blocking in front of him.

Immediately behind Yuan Biao were more than a dozen elites who had just been selected from Lin Feng's personal guards, and they quickly rushed up along a gap that Yuan Biao had stabbed, quickly tearing and expanding the wound, expanding from one person's position to three or five people, and then rushing up, relying on each other, cooperating with each other to follow Yuan Biao's footsteps, and while trying to protect Yuan Biao's back and sides, they quickly expanded the gap.

Soon, the appearance of Yuan Biao's small force was discovered by a nearby pseudo-Qi general, and the other party also jumped off the horse, carrying a two-handed machete, quickly pushed away the surrounding soldiers, and rushed straight to Yuan Biao's location.

The knife does look heavy, and in the hands of the pseudo-Qi general, it is indeed tiger and tiger when picked up, but in front of Yuan Biao, this handy blade that has been accompanied for several years seems to have become a burden to the general, and just after swinging, Yuan Biao in front of him suddenly bent his body, and while half-squatting to dodge, the war knife in his hand quickly slashed a cold light, accompanied by two slender blood arrows.

Almost instantly, the pseudo-Qi general who wanted to step forward to kill Yuan Biao for meritorious service could no longer stand, with the pressure brought by the heavy big knife in his hand, the whole body fell involuntarily, but before he completely fell to the ground, Yuan Biao, who had withdrawn and retreated, turned around at the same time, and the war knife in his hand was swung out again, and a thick blood line sprayed out from the neck of the pseudo-Qi general.