When Zhao Yinlong shouted the slogan of "Capture Suli alive", the partners behind him shouted in unison: "Capture Suli alive." ”

Their martial arts are not as strong as their own leaders, and they are as powerful as tigers in one blow, and the tip of the spear pierces into the enemy's body, bringing blood boiling all over the body.

Xianbei people are not dead, they will also resist, even if the weapons in their hands are short, they will rush forward without fear of death.

There are several small boss-like figures, and the weapons in their hands are the same as the long handles, and they can cause a lot of trouble to the Zhao caravan, often a small leader surrounded by a few dozen people.

Third-rate masters, there are only a handful of them in the escort team, less than ten, and most of the rest are about to enter the third-rate state.

No matter how good the relationship between the Zhao family and the Anping Zhao family is, after all, a family that uses force to establish a clan, force is everything, and it can be seen from the people they give that there is not even a second-rate master.

Of course, even in the Zhending Zhao family, there is a shortage of second-rate masters, and the total number is less than twenty.

"Ahh Zhao Yinlong was pulling back the tip of the gun, and suddenly a miserable cry came from behind him.

"Ping, what's wrong with you?" He looked back in amazement, only to see Zhao Ping'an, who grew up with a child, being caught between three small leaders, and he was caught off guard, and was stabbed in the left arm by one person.

"I'm fine, Brother Long!" Zhao Ping'an swept hard and swept two of them off the horse.

It can be clearly seen that the force of his arm is obviously not as strong as before, as if it is half a beat slower.

Fortunately, the three small bosses did not have much force value, and in less than a moment, they all became snatching the souls of the dead.

"How daring!" Zhao Yinlong watched all directions, felt a sound of wind coming towards him, and quickly turned his head to dodge.

"I guess you're the general under Su Li," he laughed, "and now the battle has finally come to a decent figure, let the horse come." Grandpa gave you a death. ”

Zhao Yinlong originally wanted to boost the morale of his own side, in the battle, as long as the leader has a strong fighting spirit, the partners behind him will move forward bravely, and the courage of the soldier is the soul of the soldier is what it means.

I never thought that this person was a commander under Su Li, a warrior who wanted to rebuke He's subordinates. I also know some Chinese.

He was furious and shouted behind him: "Brothers, swear to protect the young adult, don't panic, the adult is not far from here, and he will come in a while, and we will kill all the Han dogs." ”

Zhao Yinlong has followed Zhao Meng back and forth between the Central Plains and other races since he was a teenager, and naturally understands some Xianbei words.

"Dog mongrel, look at the guns!" Wars between peoples. Both sides called each other dogs, and he was naturally angry when he heard others call himself and others the same.

"Dang!" With a bang, the commander actually took it, and even the men and horses moved back two or three steps before they stabilized.

"Xianbei dog, come again!" Zhao Yinlong didn't wait for the gun to get old, and stabbed forward after a while.

The Commander dodged again. Don't dare to hit it hard.

"Two more brothers, let's besiege this Han dog together." He kept shouting: "It's all a matter of life and death." What else are you talking about one-on-one? Who can beat him? ”

Zhao Yinlong was in a hurry, and swept with his gun, and the commander of the thousand horses flashed over the iron plate bridge immediately.

Before the gun could be withdrawn, it was smashed downward, and the horse let out a hoarse cry, and was smashed to its knees.

The commander was dismounted. The tip of Zhao Yinlong's spear protruded forward and stabbed it through his back, and the person let out a miserable scream and saw that he couldn't survive. Drawing the head of the spear, a stream of bloody arrows shot out like a fountain.

Zhao Yinlong jumped to the side with the horse, and some blood sprayed on his body.

Seeing the horses neighing. There are some convulsions in my heart, I have had a deep relationship with horses since I was a child, even if it is someone else's mount, it is also the most loyal companion of the cavalry.

He felt a moment of weakness, took a deep breath, and raised his gun to point at the next Xianbei man.

The man was trembling when he saw that the usually majestic commander had died in the blink of an eye, and before he could react, the tip of the spear had already reached his eyes, and the next moment he fell into darkness.

When a person reaches the realm of a third-rate martial artist, it doesn't matter if he breaks out once or twice once or twice, but Zhao Yinlong and others have always been in the midst of an outbreak, even when the iron man is tired.

After killing the Xianbei man just now, he looked back and saw that he hadn't followed behind, and there were still four or five people away from him.

"Death to the dog thief!" Zhao Yinlong turned the horse's head and killed the way he came.

"The Han people can't do it, surround it, surround it for me!" Sully's real force is not necessarily high, but he will observe the form on the battlefield.

Before the tea was ready, the number of people who died on his side was almost five hundred, and he was secretly shocked in his heart.

Fortunately, apart from this escort, the caravan personnel guarding the horses don't seem to know how to fight, otherwise they would have surrounded them a long time ago.

Despite this, Su Li did not dare to call people to besiege and kill those people at all, in case the troops were scattered and the strength around him was not enough, he would accidentally hang up and make a big fuss.

When he said this, he shouted it in Chinese and Xianbei dialect, and the guards around him also coaxed him when they heard it.

For a time, the pressure around the Han people increased greatly, and the morale of the Xianbei people was instantly raised.

Seeing Zhao Yinlong coming to the back to answer, those people roared again and again, killing two people on each side, and one was so frightened that he fell off the horse and was probably injured and couldn't stop moaning on the ground.

"Hahahaha," Zhao Yinlong laughed heartily and pointed to the blood stain on the other party's face: "Safety, pay attention when you kill again, others can't figure it out and think it's you bleeding." ”

Anping Zhao family, the people who came from the Zhending Zhao family are still very good, everyone has a name, named after An and Ping, like Ping An one person accounts for two words, indicating a higher status.

"Brother Long, you have a lot of it!" Zhao An'an wiped his left hand on his face, but he didn't expect that there was blood on his hand, and his face suddenly became a big face.

More than 100 people gathered together again, talking and laughing one by one, treating Xianbei people as nothing.

Sully's men also learned to be traitorous, and they no longer rushed upwards with all their might, but formed a circle to defend themselves.

This side of the man rushed forward, and the other side quickly retreated.

When you don't move, the Xianbei people gather in a circle and watch around.

"Sully, are you going to keep fighting?" Zhao Yinlong raised his gun and pointed at it: "Don't you have a brother?" Aren't you worried about your status in the tribe declining after your strength is damaged? ”

Nima, what pot can't be opened, Su Liqiang smiled and said: "You are our king's name, what is the loss of some men and horses?" The king will make it up to me tenfold and hundredfold. ”

Don't look at the more than 5,000 people he brought over, it is already the limit of a young adult.

If there were more people following him, even Tu Xuanhe would wonder if his son wanted to die himself to inherit the position of an adult.

"Brothers, can you still fight?" Zhao Yinlong is not too hopeful, and today he can only fight to the end.

The guards were covered in blood, and some of the original Anping troops were injured.

At this moment, all of them were in high spirits: "Yes!" ”

"Okay, kill the dog with me!" Zhao Yinlong led the men and horses to continue to kill in the direction of Su Li.

To the northeast, a large cloud of dust and smoke billowed from it, and I saw another cavalry team coming. (To be continued.) )

PS: From 12 p.m. to 12 p.m., I wrote for twelve hours in a row, and I scrapped four chapters in the middle, because I didn't want to drag the previous volume too long. The plot is soothing, which is always my problem, and Wushan will gradually speed up the pace in the future. Tired, sleepy. Wushan immediately went to rest. I'd like to talk about the status of updates going forward, two chapters a day, at seven and nine o'clock in the evening. The monthly pass is more than 100 plus 5 chapters, and it is recommended to add 5 chapters to 2,000 more. There are ten chapters directly added by the alliance leader. You are here, Wushan is here. I'll see you tomorrow, brothers.