"Kill."

The murderous spirit is wild, and it rises into the sky. At this moment, the battlefield was chaotic. The cries and wails of the Jiang Qiang people spread all over the world. It's a tingling on the scalp.

"Poof."

A sword sealed the throat, and the sword in Ying Fei's hand rotated flexibly, and the sword killed him, and he fought to the death. The swordsmanship he practiced was the art of killing. The purpose of each move is to kill.

Under the iron armor guard, Ying Fei led the army to break through. At the same time, the smoke billowed and the smell of rust and blood became the only thing. The chaotic army fights and fights for the world here.

"General, wolf smoke."

Dian Wei's eyes flashed, and he said in a low voice: "Is the time coming?"

"To."

"The whole army got on the horse and killed King Jiang Qiang."

"Drive."

With the force of his toes, he rolled over and landed firmly on the horse's back. Dian Wei had an iron halberd in his hand, and he rushed away. A thousand iron armors followed closely after him, like a sharp arrow.

"Kill."

A halberd splits a Qiang person's pawn, and Dian Wei's tiger eyes are red. With the murderous aura coming to their faces, the terrifying Qiang people retreated again and again. Dian Wei advanced like a mad tiger and a vicious wolf.

The iron armor under the command of Ying Fei, they are extremely elite. There is no need for slogans to increase momentum in battle, there is only one killing word, which is an order to attack and an excellent way to increase momentum.

"Kill."

Dian Wei roared a tiger, and all the troops responded. Fifteen thousand troops, sonic booms in the sky.

"Xiao Zhan, shoot King Jiang Qiang."

Dian Wei's arrival made Ying Fei feel a little more calm. His eyes flashed, and he said towards Xiao Zhan. Jiang Qiang people, the bloody battle of the whole clan, the willpower is so strong that it bursts.

Trying to break them one by one is time-consuming and laborious. For now, the only way to do this is to shoot King Jiang Qiang, behead him, break Jiang Qiang's will, and disintegrate his heart.

"No."

Xiao Zhan's eyes flashed with surprise, he glanced in the direction of King Jiang Qiang, turned his head and said, "Lord, it's too far."

"How much worse?"

The star's eyes flashed, and he said. Ying Fei's sword kept stopping, killing the Qiang pawns who came from the opposite side.

"Twenty steps to go."

Jian raised his eyebrows, Ying Fei, and said, "Advance twenty steps."

"No."

When Gan Yi heard this, his expression was shocked, and he turned his head and shouted: "Most of the guards have orders, advance twenty steps."

"Kill."

The closer you get to the center of the battlefield, the greater the resistance. Ying Fei's expression was solemn, and her eyes stared at Jiang Qiangzhong, the gorgeously dressed middle-aged man.

"Ten."

With every push step, there are iron armor deaths. This is the advance of taking human lives and piling them up.

"Two."

"Kill."

Ying Feixing's eyes were red, and she shouted. The continuous death of the iron armor made Ying Fei feel distressed. Its tiger eyes are congested and murderous.

"Kill."

Thousands of people shouted angrily, their momentum was like a sword, and they broke through the barrier. Xiao Zhan's expression was solemn, staring at King Jiang Qiang deadly, his ears moved, and he calculated the distance in his heart.

"One."

When the warrior stepped forward, Xiao Zhan's eyes flashed, and the essence burst out. Draw a bow and arrow, all in one go.

"Huh."

In the flash of light, Xiao Zhan had already shot a terrifying arrow. By the time Ying Fei noticed the sound of arrows breaking through the air, Xiao Zhan had already put down his bow.

This is Xiao Zhan's pinnacle arrow, gathering his spirit and spirit, and striking a blow. With an arrow, Xiao Zhan's arm was numb, and he had no combat power.

"Poof."

Xiao Zhan's ears moved, and he turned his head and said, "It's done." He looked happy and a little crazy.

"King Jiang Qiang is dead, and those who descend will not be killed."

"King Jiang Qiang is dead, and those who descend will not be killed."

"King Jiang Qiang is dead, and those who descend will not be killed."

The roar that shook the sky was like a sharp arrow, crushing the hearts of Jiang Qiang people.

"The King."

A terrible roar exploded in an instant. King Jiang Qiang was beside the generals, and his color changed for a while.

King Jiang Qiang's eyes were still open, and there was horror in his eyes, and he was frozen in that scene. In his throat, a wolf's tooth heavy arrow trembled slightly because of the momentum.

"Plop."

"The King."

King Jiang Qiang died of life and fell off his horse. The Qiang people shouted angrily, their eyes cracked, and their eyes were red. Their king, was shot. Jiang Qiang was furious, completely crazy.

"Sons, the king has been killed, and the clan is fighting."

King Jiang Qiang's younger brother, with anger in his eyes, turned his head and shouted. The iron sword in his hand pointed forward and took over the command.

"Raise the clan to fight bloody battles and avenge the king."

"Raise the clan to fight bloody battles and avenge the king."

"Raise the clan to fight bloody battles and avenge the king."

To Ying Fei's surprise, King Jiang Qiang was shot. did not make Jiang Qiang and the dragons leaderless, but shared the same hatred and hatred, and because of his death, they were more united.

"Xiao Zhan, can you open the bow?"

The situation on the battlefield is treacherous, and if you are not careful, it will be reversed. Ying Fei was fully engaged and did not notice Xiao Zhan's condition.

"My lord, I am incapable of fighting."

Xiao Zhan understood Ying Fei's thoughts, and he wanted to kill Commander Jiang Qiang again, and disintegrate Jiang Qiang's fighting spirit with continuous killing. However, the numb arms are simply powerless.

"Ganyi, what about you?"

With a flash of eyes, Ying Fei looked at Gan Yi. At this moment, he could only ask him, and this time he only brought these two generals. Xiao Zhan is gone, and Ying Fei has no choice.

During the fight, Gan Yi suddenly turned his head and said, "Lord, righteousness is not good at archery, it needs to be within a hundred steps."

"Sss

Ying Fei had some lung pain and died of grievance. One hundred and twenty steps is the limit. Now every step forward, the resistance is as great as a mountain.

Every step of the leap is the iron armor in exchange for life. Glancing at it, Ying Fei's eyes flashed and said.

"Retreat."

Filling with human lives is definitely not a good strategy, and Ying Fei decisively gave the order to retreat. He wants to preserve his strength and be the only yellow finch in the end.

……

After the war, it was a mess. The smell of rust filled the sky, and the smoke billowed up. The smell of blood could not be dissolved, choking the mouth and nose.

On the battlefield, corpses were everywhere, with stumps and broken arms, piled up. Only Qiang Rong and the Han army remained, each reining in their own corpses.

Ying Fei led three thousand iron armor and stood on the battlefield, staring at the opposite side with her eyes. On the other side, Rong Yu with 5,000 Qiang soldiers looked at each other.

"General."

"The King."

"Hahaha......"

Rampant laughter swept through the sky. In the laughter, there is a sense of comfort and pride. In this battle, they were the only victors, annexing Jiang Sanqiang of the West Clan.

"The generals are talented, and the Han army is brave, just like back then."

Rong language arched his hand, and the language was respectful. Qiang Rong was brave and brave, and in the face of the critical moment, he sacrificed a killer blow and destroyed Jiang Qiang, and Yingfei was full of gratitude.

If it weren't for that, I was afraid that Qiang Rong's fate would not be much better than Jiang Qiang's. Ying Fei smiled faintly, she would not take Rong Yu's words seriously.

If it weren't for its heavy losses, it would not be able to strike hard. and the combat effectiveness of the Han army is bursting, but I am afraid that at this time, Rong Yu has already waved his army against each other.

One mountain does not tolerate two tigers.

One Dunhuang County, how can two heroes coexist. Ying Fei looked at Rong Yu, and a shocking sharp edge shot out of her eyes, and said, "The king is serious."

"Qiang Rong is invincible, the king's wisdom is peerless, and he has admired it for a long time."

The sky is blue, and the sun is shining golden. More than 20,000 soldiers are fighting, Ying Fei and Rong Yu, holding each other, are hesitant and indecisive.

Between moving or not, tangled. None of them were sure that they would be destroyed in a war.