It took a lot of effort for the four of Harlan Sheng, and it was not easy to clean up the messy Zhuang Ding, and after a careful count, it really made Harlan Sheng want to cry without tears, and he could continue to pursue on a horse, which was less than 10,000 horses, looking at the wounded and the ownerless war horses moaning all over the ground, Harlan Sheng gritted his teeth, spat fiercely on the mountain, and said in a cruel voice: "Go, Lao Tzu is dead,

I also have to screw off Du Bao's head as a night pot! Completely ignoring the wounded soldiers all over the ground, he angrily took the lead and left.

The boss is gone, and there is no point in leaving those people behind, some of them glanced at the wounded soldiers with pity, some of them spat on the mountain with hatred, and some of them couldn't help shaking their heads and urging the horses to follow, and the whole team was shrouded in an inexplicable atmosphere.

Tang Bin watched the cavalry under the mountain galloping away, and couldn't help but say to Junchen anxiously: "Brother, just let them go?" Not to mention that there are nearly 10,000 riders! ”

"If we don't let them go, what can we do with them? We've run out of killer weapons here," Li Junchen showed a helpless wry smile, if he could, he also wanted to succeed happily, but he couldn't do it at the moment, "It's just that they think that this can be safe, then it's too much to underestimate me Li Junchen, the trilogy I prepared for them has just begun, and there are better ones waiting for them later!" The sharp light in his eyes flashed, and he could hear that Tang Bin and the others on the side were sweating on their foreheads.

Tang Bin wiped the little sweat on his forehead, pointed to the bottom of the mountain, and asked, "Brother, how to deal with these?"

"These?" Junchen glanced at the bottom of the mountain, stretched his waist, and said lazily: "Except for the war horses, except for the Han people, kill them all!"

"Yes, brother, except for the war horses, except for the Han people, all of them were killed!" Tang Bin repeated, only to feel that something was weird, and soon he reacted, and turned around suddenly, but he turned around, before the words came out, a big hand was heavily placed on his shoulder, Tang Bin looked down, and saw Hao Siwen's expression was serious, and he shook his head at him firmly, "This is ......" Although Tang Bin and Hao Siwen are not close friends, they have also heard of this brother's name, and even he agrees, so what is he against, so what is he against, he broke free of Hao Siwen's hand slightly, and yelled at the side, "Little ones, All followed Lao Tzu to kill, remember that except for the war horses and the Han people, all the other gasps were destroyed by Lao Tzu! As he spoke, the leader rushed down, and the minions around him saw that Tang Bin was the first soldier, where could he stay, shouted in unison, and rushed down the mountain.

Hao Siwen smiled slightly, and hugged his fist at Junchen, "Brother, I'm going too!" Junchen waved his hand, "Stay safe!" He didn't speak, his eyes all turned into the distance, "I don't know what happened to Yang Zhi!" ”

Yang Zhi stood on the mountain, looking at the Zhengyi Village cavalry who were rushing towards him expressionlessly, Wu Song next to him saw that he was motionless, stabbed him gently, and whispered: "Brother Yang Zhi, the people and horses of Zhengyi Village have arrived, what should we do?"

Wu Song didn't ask, but this question made Yang Zhi have a headache, how could he not see the reason why Junchen matched Wu Song to him, it was nothing more than hoping that he could take Wu Song well, don't let Wu Song always be just a fierce general who only knows how to fight bravely, just ask Yang Zhi, who has a straight temper and strict management of the army, to hand over how to use Wu Song's troops, Yang Zhi really has an urge to scold his mother in his heart.

Taking two deep breaths, Yang Zhi tried his best to explain to Wu Song in a steady voice: "The centaurs of this Zhengyi Village have been cleaned up by my brother, and the rest are here, and now they are just forwards, and when all his centaurs enter this land of death, then it will be the time for us to do it!"

"The Land of the Dead?" Wu Song was a little confused, but seeing that Yang Zhi's face was solemn, he could only press the puzzlement in his heart first, and then ask Yang Zhi after the battle.

In Harlan Sheng's opinion, even if there are explosive things like Shicai, there will not be many of them, otherwise with Du Yan's temperament, and with such a divine weapon in hand, how could they let them go!

Ha Yunsheng's eyes were sharp, and he saw Du Po who had become a small black dot in the distance, and roared sharply: "Du Po, that villain is in front, and the brothers are all working hard, catching up, killing all Du Po and his gang, and those who take off Du Po's head will be rewarded with ten thousand gold, and those who have killed their limbs will be rewarded with a thousand gold!"

Under such a heavy reward, everyone's eyes were red, and one by one they were panting like oxen, and they had already forgotten about the fact that so many compatriots had just died in battle, and they only knew that speeding up was speeding up, for fear that someone would take advantage of them.

"Okay, come on, come on! Lao Linggong, the ancestors of the sixth master and the Yang family, and today's grandson Yang Zhi, will use the blood of these Xixia people to pay tribute to your heroic souls! "In the end, behind the gate, Yang Zhi's battlefield acumen is far stronger than many people in Liangshan, the speed of the war horse, the roaring and galloping horse's hooves heard in his ears, like the sound of footsteps running towards Huangquan.

Harlan ran and ran, and somehow, suddenly only felt that his war horse stumbled, and followed his body as if flying out like a cloud, and fell on the boss's head, and suddenly fell dizzy, fortunately, he is also a thick-skinned master, although it hurts, but it is still within the range that he can accept.

Struggling to get up, I wanted to see what was going on with my mount, but I didn't want the scene at the scene, he was dumbfounded, I don't know what's wrong, the cavalry who was galloping at a fast speed, for some reason, just wanted to cut leeks, one by one flew out of the horse, lucky, fell into an open space and couldn't get up for a while, and if unlucky, he was directly hit into the air by the flying horse that came later, trampled to death.

"What's going on with this TMD!" Harlan Sheng let out an earth-shattering roar, and the bronze man in his hand slammed it to the ground, only to feel that the ground sank, and half a person followed suitably and slanted down, Harlan Sheng was taken aback, squatted down and touched it, and felt a small pit the size of a fist and half a forearm deep appeared in front of him.

"This is ......" Harlan Sheng is a Western Xia man in the end, he knows the characteristics of war horses well, this pit is clearly prepared for their cavalry, Harlan is not dead, picked up the bronze man and smashed it again, the ground fell in response, and a pit of the same size appeared, at this time, Halan Sheng will not understand, this is clearly a bureau set up for them in a village, waiting for them here!

The cavalry is the foundation on which Zhengyi Village depends, if it is lost, what will be the result, Ha Lansheng didn't dare to think at all, "Du Yan, you wait for me, we will calculate this account slowly in the future!" ”

"Retreat, retreat!" Seeing that things were impossible, Harlan Sheng was also a person who could afford to put it down, so he didn't hesitate for a moment, and roared loudly.

It's just that if he wants to withdraw, can he withdraw? Yang Zhi was waiting for him here, just waiting for the moment of chaos after they landed, he saw Yang Zhi stand up suddenly, took out the command flag and shook it vigorously a few times, followed by him, two hundred archers with two-meter giant bows on their backs appeared, under the command of Yang Zhi, pulled the bow and arrows, and threw out a round of bows and arrows, which directly fell on the heads of the cavalry of Zhengyi Village.

"Puff", bows and arrows fell from the sky, lucky, but the arms and thighs were pierced through, and the bad ones were directly nailed to the ground, there were really potholes and arrow rains, so that Harlan gave birth to a few people in their hearts, only to feel that there was no way to go to the sky, and there was no way to enter the ground.

It's just that, it's still the same sentence, whether it's a rocket or a longbow, now all the numbers are too small, so few that they can't even support a decent battle, but Harlan and a few people have already been frightened, and when they saw that the rain of arrows in the sky had stopped, they quickly grabbed a horse each, and they didn't care whether those Zhuang Ding were dead or alive, and they fled one by one.

Looking at the Shura field in front of him, Yang Zhi's heart was on fire, "Is this the power that our Liangshan has?" If this is true, then ......" Yang Zhi raised his head and roared, "The ancestors of the Yang family, have you seen it?" I, Yang Zhi, will definitely regain the glory of the Tianbo Yang family! ”