"Long! Prosperous! …… Move...... Flash away! ”

On the sloping mountain road, another iron block swooped down with the strength of ten thousand jun, and the soldiers of the Yuan army could not dodge, crashing to death, crushing to death, and crushing to death...... Seeing the tragic situation of his subordinates, Wen Chou's eyes breathed fire, but there was nothing to be done, in front of such a powerful killing weapon, the manpower was too small!

In addition to anger, more is depressed, people can see it, although the iron block is domineering, but it can only exert its power on the slope, if it is a horse on the plain, it is a bunch of stupid and useless rags, thinking that the slope under his feet is ordered to be rammed, Wen Chou wants to cry without tears, this is really his own medicine to eat, poisoning is no wonder others!

"The general is out of the way...... The iron block is coming! ”

When Wen Chou was full of grief and indignation, several pro-soldiers around him suddenly shouted, struggling to push him aside, at the same time, an iron pulley roared and rushed over, the pro-soldiers couldn't dodge, and they were hit and flew around, and a few of them were directly crushed into meat cakes, crushed to pieces, and it was extremely miserable!

"Ghost-faced Xiao Lang - I am inseparable from you, and I will never die!"

Seeing the tragic situation of the pro-soldiers, Wen Chou was almost crazy, they were all old subordinates who followed his birth and death, and they had experienced a hundred battles, and they turned into a pile of meat in an instant, and even the intact corpse capital was not left!

"Long! …… Prosperous! Prosperous! ”

Between life and death, even the time for grief is gone, another iron pulley swooped over, the mountain road is narrow, there is nowhere to dodge, seeing that he is about to become a pile ......of meat and mud, the dog jumps off the wall in a hurry, the person is anxious to be wise, Wen Chou stabbed into the gap of the cliff wall with an iron gun, followed by a jump, the whole person hung on it, and narrowly avoided the iron pulley!

"Poof! …… Yes! …… Yes! ”

Wen Chou barely dodged, the soldiers behind did not have such agile skills, and they were knocked down again, with heavy casualties, and the rest of the people did not have the courage to attack, so they turned around and fled, and the people and horses of each department crowded each other, and it became a pot of porridge, no matter how the generals shouted, it was useless!

The defeat was like a mountain, in just a stick of incense, thousands of Yuan soldiers died under the iron pulley, the dead bodies were piled up like mud, the stumps and bones were everywhere, and the entire mountain road was soaked in blood, comparable to hell on earth!

"Whoosh! …… Call! ”

The general, seeing the six roads and listening to the eight directions, Wen Chou's body was hanging on the cliff, and suddenly he heard the sound of thunderclaps in the distance, and then, a black shadow came straight to him, as fast as lightning, making a whistling sound!

"Not good! …… There are dark arrows! ”

Wen Chou is a marksman, he immediately heard it, this is the sound of a strong vibration of the bowstring, the arrow cluster is extremely fast, only a five-stone strong bow can be so domineering, as for the person holding the bow, there is no doubt that he must be an archer!

People who are good at shooting must be masters of dodging arrows, if in normal times, Wen Chou is seventy percent sure of dodging arrows, the problem is that he is hanging in mid-air, there is nowhere to borrow strength, and there is no room to dodge, in desperation, he has to twist his body as much as he can, avoiding the vital parts!

"Smack! …… Airplanes! ”

It was too late, it was fast, a three-edged armor cone roared, just Chinese ugly left shoulder socket, only an inch away from the heart, under the huge force, the arrow cluster passed through the body, directly nailed him to the cliff, the arrow feathers are still buzzing and trembling!

"Wow! …… Ghost-faced Xiao Lang, sneak attack with dark arrows, despicable people! ”

A sharp pain came, Wen Chou was sweating in pain, the wound on his chest was deep and large, blood gushed like a spring, his eyes swept over, and the word 'Xiao' the size of a broad bean was engraved on the shaft of the arrow, and it was very clear who was sneaking up on him!

"Huh! …… He doesn't die with an arrow, but he is a good man, and your Excellency's 'skull lamp' is particularly rare, and the governor of Pontus will definitely play with it! ”

Looking at Wen Chou struggling on the cliff, Xiao Yi couldn't help but give a thumbs up, since the battle, his treasure carving bow has never been false, one arrow and one life, extremely accurate, one arrow and no death, Lu Bu is the first, Wen Chou is the second, they are all warriors across the battlefield!

Appreciation is not the same as mercy, only killing a powerful enemy is the greatest pride of a man, Xiao Yi raised the treasure carving bow, and put on a wolf's tooth arrow, and steadily aimed at the throat of the target...... "Hold!" ”

The bow opened like a full moon, the arrows walked like meteors, and the wolf's tooth arrows were extremely fast, heading straight for Wen Chou's throat, the latter was nailed to the cliff, seriously injured, weak, and could no longer dodge the fatal blow, right in the throat, the arrow cluster pierced out from the back, and even the cervical vertebrae were broken three sections!

"Poof! …… Yikes! Yikes! ”

Wen Chou's mouth spurted blood, and he raised a hand weakly, pointing at Xiao Yi in the distance, wanting to say something, but he couldn't spit out a word, and could only make a slight 'gurgling' sound......

The crockpot will inevitably be broken by the well, the general will inevitably die in front of the battle, his own road is finally over, and dying in the hands of 'Ghost-faced Xiao Lang' is not a grievance!

Wen Chou's dilated pupils finally turned, and he looked at Yan Liang who was on the long pole, "Two brothers, practice martial arts together, join the army together, fight together, and finally die in the hands of the same enemy, this is the will of heaven, right?" ”

The arm fell, the eyes were gone, and another famous general from Hebei died on the battlefield!

"The Shogun died in battle...... Run, everybody! ”

"The cold arrow put by the ghost-faced Xiao Lang...... One hundred and fifty paces away, the arrow pierces the throat......"

"Woohoo! …… beheaded Yan Liang in a battle, shot Wen Chou with arrows, and the two famous generals of Hebei all died......"

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As soon as Wen Chou died, the Yuan army was completely defeated, the soldiers shouted wildly, trampled on each other, there were countless dead, and the rest fled for their lives in order to seize the road, and even slashed at their own people, there was no discipline at all!

"Xuanjia Iron Horseman, invincible in the world!"

"Xuanjia Iron Horseman, invincible in the world!"

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Xiao Yi led the Xuanjia army out of battle, condescendingly, along the paved slope, rushing the scattered Yuan soldiers and horses, slashing and stabbing with knives and guns, struggling to trample on them, killing the other party's ghosts and howling wolves, there was nowhere to hide, tens of thousands of Yuan troops, defeated!

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"It's over! …… Finished! …… It's completely over! ”

In the dry water river, Yuan Shang thought about it day and night, waiting for the reinforcements to come in, so that he could escape, that knew the fierce fighting of six days and six nights, but waited for the news of 'Wen Chou was killed, and the reinforcements were defeated', it was really a death for me!

The reinforcements were defeated, and the hope was shattered, and the Yuan army, which had been tormented in the encirclement for many days, could no longer hold on, and the soldiers and soldiers scattered in a hurry, some threw down their blades, raised their hands to surrender, some lay on the ground, life and death, and some were unwilling, running around, trying to sneak out through the chaos......

"The reinforcements were defeated, the way of life was cut off, even if Sun Wu was resurrected, he was unable to return to the sky, the third prince could not fall into the hands of the enemy, and suffered this great shame, please decide yourself!"

Feng Ji walked over with a desperate face, carrying a sword in his hand, but between his words, he was urging Yuan Shang to commit suicide, not to discredit the Yuan family of the 'Fourth World and Three Princes'!

"Woo...... Mr. Yuantu, do we really have no way out, this son has not yet fulfilled his filial piety, how can he easily seek death? ”

Yuan Shang was delaying time, while holding the 'chopping knife' in his hand, his little face was full of frustration, this was a treasure knife given by his father to make him a meritorious career, he never thought that the first one used to test the knife would be his own neck!

The ants are still stealing life, not to mention Yuan Shang, he is only twenty-five years old, he was born rich, and he still has a lot of good life to live, and there are countless gold and silver treasures, beautiful concubines and concubines who have not enjoyed it, the world is so beautiful, he really doesn't want to die!

"Since ancient times, it has been the most difficult to die alone, and when it comes to the end, let your subordinates help the third son!"

Feng Ji pulled out his sword, stared at Yuan Shang murderously, he was loyal to the Yuan family, and he never had two hearts, since he failed to assist the young master and establish a meritorious career, then do his last duty as a courtier, give the master a ride, and then commit suicide and martyrdom!

"Kill! …… Rush into the encirclement and rescue the young master! ”

"Rush! …… The rescue has arrived, and the Yuan army is mighty! ”

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The white blade was coming, just when Feng Ji was about to kill Yuan Shang to avoid humiliation, a shout of killing suddenly sounded on the east side of the dry water river, and the defenders split like sea water, and then, a whirlwind of men and horses killed in, and it was the banner of Yuan Jun!

The first general, white helmet, white armor, white cloak, holding a bright silver gun, sat on a white dragon horse, standing in the army of ten thousand horses, majestic, it was the general in charge of undercover - Jiang Qi!

"Reinforcements are coming, this son doesn't have to die...... Heaven will not destroy me! - Heaven will not destroy me! Yuan Shang rubbed his eyes, pinched his thighs again, and after confirming that it was not an illusion, he danced happily, and he finally didn't have to die!

"There are many barriers, how did Jiang Qi get in?" Looking at the reinforcements that suddenly appeared, Feng Ji was surprised at the same time, but he was more puzzled - this is providence? Or is it human?

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