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Tong!

Tong!

Tong!

Off the wall, Yang Yue was wearing purple gold chain armor, strong and powerful arms, grabbed the drum hammer, and hit the drum surface hard.

The drum is like a lion's mouth, roaring and roaring.

For a while, the dark clouds in the sky fluttered, gathering rapidly, and there was a tendency for the mountain rain to come and the wind to fill the building.

Suddenly hearing the sound of drums, riding a horse and galloping, Zhang Xuanheng's heart was full of blood, and the black iron steel whip slapped the buttocks of the war horse, urging the war horse to move forward again and again.

The horizontal blade in Yu Wenhao's hand was oblique, and the blade refracted the cold light, becoming more and more murderous.

His eyes were blood-red, as if he could spurt blood, and in the chaos of the army, he quickly approached Zhang Xuanheng, and immediately raised his knife, and the blade drew a cold wind, thunder, slashed at Zhang Xuanheng's neck, and said coldly: "Thief general, taste the taste of this general's quick knife."

Zhang Xuanheng patted his horse, his eagle eyes seemed to be double, and with the help of the bright light shining on the wall, he secretly observed Yu Wenhao's actions.

The distance between the two sides is approaching, the horizontal knife in Yu Wenhao's hand is like a yin wind slashing obliquely from the air, and at the last moment, Zhang Xuanheng's face is waveless, and the black iron steel whip in his right hand is stunned.

A crisp sound of intertwining soldiers sounded in the air, splashing a little spark.

Yu Wenhao gained momentum, stepped on the stirrup with both feet, grabbed the handle of the knife and forced Zhang Xuanheng, his hands were bruised, his teeth were clenched, a pair of cold eyes stared at Zhang Xuanheng's eyes, and said with a smile: "Thief, let's die!"

With that, the blade of the blade slid slightly on the Xuantie steel whip, and the Sen Han blade forced Zhang Xuanheng's neck.

Zhang Xuanheng held the whip with one arm, his face was smiling, his cold eyes stared at Yu Wenhao, and he said coldly: "Little miscellaneous, don't be crazy!"

The voice fell, and the blackiron steel whip in his left hand slammed down into the air, like a bolt of lightning, not giving Yu Wenhao any chance to defend.

With a bang, the Xuantie steel whip smashed on the back of the horizontal knife in Yu Wenhao's hand, with a click, Yu Wenhao's intuition arm was numb, the tiger's mouth was uncomfortable, and in the huge earthquake, the horizontal knife was broken into two, and the front end fell to the ground.

However, the Xuantie steel whip still went down against the wind, with a muffled sound, and smashed steadily on Yu Wenhao's shoulder.

In an instant, there was a pain in Yu Wenhao's shoulder, his arm jerked suddenly, his five fingers stretched out involuntarily, and the horizontal knife in his hand fell off.

Cold sweat was rolling on his forehead, his expression was pale, his body trembled back and forth on the horse's back, his left arm slapped on the horse's back, he grabbed the reins, and fled in a hurry.

One move, just one move, Yu Wenhao, who usually boasts of outstanding martial arts, was hit hard by Zhang Xuanheng's Xuantie steel whip.

In the great pain, Yu Wenhao gritted his teeth and insisted, shocked, he couldn't believe the facts in front of him, but the broken knife in his hand told him that he would not run away with his horse for his life, and the next moment, the hideous black iron steel whip in Zhang Xuanheng's hand, the next moment, the brain melon that would be smashed would burst and die on the spot.

"If you want to run, it's not that easy!" Zhang Xuanheng raised his eyelids, glanced at Yuwen Hao, who was holding the reins of the horse in his left hand and drooping in his right arm, fled on his horse, shouted angrily, and suddenly threw out the black iron steel whip in his left hand and smashed it into the past.

Grasping the reins of the horse with his left hand and holding the whip in his right hand, he killed all the way and chased after Yu Wenhao.

Boom!

Volleying the steel whip in the air, accurately concentrating the hind hooves of the war horse under Yuwen Hao's crotch, the war horse galloped, a miserable neigh, the hind legs were lame, the huge body tilted, and fell to the ground quickly.

Yuwen Hao fled in a hurry, the body of the war horse suddenly fell backwards suddenly, the horse's head was raised, the horse's buttocks fell to the ground, Yuwen Hao grabbed the reins, and he had not yet let go of the huge body of the war horse, like a thousand catties of boulders smashed down from the air and hit Yuwen Hao.

For a while, Yu Wenhao's body suffered a heavy injury, and he was pressed under his body by the war horse, coughing again and again, and blood was constantly spurting from his mouth.

Zhang Xuanheng stepped forward immediately, bent down to pick up the steel whip on the ground, and while galloping, he was shocked by Yu Wenhao's war horse, struggled to get up, and trampled on Yu Wenhao's body with four hooves.

Pegasus approached Yuwen Hao, who was in pain, Zhang Xuanheng controlled the horse and bent over, as if he was fishing for the moon, grabbed the babbling and moaning Yuwen Hao armor, and held it high in the air.

Holding up Yuwenhao with one arm, Zhang Xuanheng swept the battlefield with cold eyes, and shouted wildly to the fierce warriors and the stubbornly resisting Luoyang army: "Yuwenhao has been captured, and the army will counterattack in an all-round way and kill the stubborn resisters."

At this moment, off the wall, Yang Yue witnessed Zhang Xuanheng capture Yu Wenhao, and the drum hammer in his hand did not stop, but became more and more intense, like thousands of troops galloping, like a turbulent river roaring, booming, and sounding in the air.

In the ravine, the soldiers of the military guard heard the rumbling drums of the wall, the blood was surging, the military order was transmitted, and the killing became more and more decisive.

On the other hand, the Luoyang army, although it did not believe that the lord would be captured, but in the expedition of Zhang Xuanheng and Hu Yanjun's army, it was like the tide of the sea receding, losing its armor and abandoning its armor, and it was unable to form an army.

Drag the military flag, the soldiers, and flee in a hurry, leaving behind a corpse.

The Chinese army, Han Qianjian and Ke Jinshan, ordered the army to secretly evacuate, and the sound of earth-shattering killing was heard from all sides, like thunder suddenly sounding in the air.

The earth-shattering thunderbolt is still echoing in the ears, and the ambush soldiers have been killed on all sides, pay attention to the two wings of the ravine, and the mountain pass on both sides of the ravine is full of armed guards with torches, for a while, I don't know how many ambushes are hidden on both sides of the ravine.

Like a frightened bird, his face turned pale, and he hurriedly pulled the reins, turned the horse's head, and ordered the adjutant general to gather the army, evacuate quickly, and flee for his life.

Night attack, ambush, Luoyang army, without the slightest preparation, was also frightened, the body was tense, grasping the blade, not daring to be careless and sloppy.

Knowing the general's order, the rear army became the front army, and the foot and horse were like oiling on the soles of their feet, and they couldn't wait to slip away quickly.

It's a pity that Yan Yuefeng, who led the troops lurking near the mountain pass, knew that the killing had begun when he saw the fire on the wall, how could he give the Luoyang army who had entered the ambush circle a chance to escape.

Pegasus grabs the road and kills, leading the troops to quickly exit the contraction ambush circle, like preying on a group of lions, locking the prey, impacting and disrupting the herd, and then culling the prey.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

Yan Yuefeng's tent of 10,000 martial guards, one step at a time, burst out of killing.

It seems to be cheering each other up, and it seems to be proclaiming combat power to deter the surrounded prey,

Yan Yuefeng's place is the valley mouth leading to the Tiger Prison Pass, suddenly killing the enemy army, blocking the valley mouth, Han Qianjian and Ke Jinjiao led the troops to flee to the road, was cut off strongly, facing soldiers on all sides, instantly frightened, all over the face.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

In the slopes on both sides of the ravine, Xiao Chen came to battle in advance, and had already led his troops to prepare for battle.

For a while, in the midst of the sound of killing, there was a rumbling sound on the hillside, like the ground shaking, startling the neighing of the war horses in the valley, and the soldiers rode their horses, looking tense like a bowstring, and they all looked up and watched, left and right the peaks.

I saw that under the dark sky, countless gravel and tree branches rolled down the slopes on both sides, as if the mountain was shaking and about to collapse.

Han Qianjian and Ke Jinshan, at a loss, roared on the slope of the mountain, suddenly rolled down the thunderbolt stone, and smashed into the ravine like raindrops, as if they were about to converge together, form a torrent, and rush out of the ravine.

In an instant, the ravine became a human purgatory, fighting large boulders, half-zhang long rolling logs fell down from the steep hillside, and the Luoyang military horses were either killed or injured.