The black-armored general is Sima Haoyue, the head of the Wei army this time.

Although Sima Haoyue was a cautious person, he besieged the Yan army in Mantou Mountain with superior forces, and knew that the Yan army was short of food, so he put his mind at ease, just like all the Wei soldiers thought, he only felt that the destruction of the Yan army in the mountain was only a matter of these two days.

The Yan army broke through, he may have thought about it, but in his heart, the strength of any place around Mantou Mountain is far superior to the Yan army, and the combat effectiveness of the Wei army is obviously more than that of the exhausted Yan army, if the Yan army goes down the mountain to break through, it is just a way to kill himself, so Sima Haoyue feels that if the Yan army does not want to be completely annihilated, then there is only one way to abandon weapons and surrender.

But tonight, the Yan army, which had never chosen to break through, finally rushed down the mountain, and what surprised him even more was that the route that the Yan army soldiers broke through turned out to be straight to their own camp.

He covered up the Shuai Ying, his intention was not to prevent the Yan army from breaking through, but to worry that there were martial arts masters in the Yan army's array, and they would find their own location to assassinate, although there were many guards around him, but for the sake of safety, he still made some arrangements to cover up the location of the Shuai Ying.

The Wei army was camped on all sides, and he didn't believe that anyone could really find the Shuai camp among the countless tents.

But in today's scene, Yan Jun actually seemed to really know his location, which really surprised him.

Sima Haoyue was not an incompetent person after all, although the breakthrough of the Yan army was beyond his expectations, but he still kept his calm, thinking to himself that with the strength of the Yan army, even if he rushed down the mountain, he would just be a sheep into a herd of tigers.

He sat firmly in the camp of the commander, listened to the continuous reports of his subordinates, and heard that the bravery of the Yan army and the courage of the main general of the Yan army were abnormal, and he was still as stable as Mount Tai.

He only felt that Yan Jun was killed from this line, and there was a good chance that the blind cat would kill the mouse, not that Yan Jun really knew where the Shuai camp was.

If his ** Shannan Army can't even deal with such a weak remnant army, he will have no face to continue to lead the Shannan Army.

It wasn't until the torch fell to the top of the camp that Sima Haoyue knew that something was wrong, and the guards around him even hugged him out of the camp, but he didn't know that the moment he left the camp, he had already stared at Hanmo.

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Lian Yu is as powerful as an ox, if it was two years ago, Han Mo would only be afraid that he would have been killed by him.

But now Han Mo cultivates the three superb exercises alone, and his physique is different from ordinary people, although his stomach is empty, and after a lot of fighting, his physical strength is very lacking, but he still has the strength to fight against Lian Yutong.

Sima Haoyue was right in front of him, and he would never allow himself to fall to the last step.

Lian Yutong bared his teeth and used all his strength to suppress the blood copper stick with the mace, he was brute force, but it was very amazing, Han Mo tried his best, but he still felt that the mace was like a mountain, pressing himself out of breath, the blood flowed from the tiger's mouth in both hands, and the four hooves of the Absolute Shadow under his seat gradually bent downward, although this righteous man in the horse was as tenacious as its master, but in the face of that huge pressure, it was really unbearable.

Seeing that Han Mo was gradually unable to support it, Lian Yutong suddenly showed a hideous smile.

To be able to kill the main general of the Yan Army is an extremely glorious thing.

But soon, the smile on his face froze, and the voices of the Wei soldiers who were cheering for him began to calm down.

Everyone saw that Han Mo, who had been pressed down little by little and could not be supported, stood up extremely strangely, his face full of blood was extremely resolute, his teeth were clenched, and the two originally curved arms were raised little by little, straightened little by little, and slowly held up the mace.

Lian Yutong looked stunned.

He was really unbelievable, and he didn't believe that Han Mo would be able to stand up at all.

He couldn't understand Han Mo's state of mind, it was a heart that carried more than 2,000 lives, it was a heart that wanted to return to his relatives, and it was a heart that never gave up.

"Ahh

With a roar like a tiger, Lian Yutong's mace was held up in this roar, taking advantage of this gap, Han Mo let go of his left hand, and with a fierce force of his right hand, he swept towards Lian Yutong's head.

Lian Tong was surprised, how dare he slack off, hurriedly retreated, and the mace in his hand also swept over.

Han Mo leaned back, the mace swept past the door in front of him, and when the mace swept over, Han Mo's body turned, and the whole person had slipped off the horse, and under the eyes of everyone, he rolled on the spot, looking embarrassed, but between this roll, he was already close to Lian Yutong.

Lian Yutong already felt that something was wrong, although he was infinitely powerful, and when fighting against enemies, he often relied on his innate divine power to kill the enemy with one blow, and few people could resist the power of his stick.

His strength is of course due to his sheer size and strength, but his weakness is also extremely obvious, that is, he is a little slow to react.

Han Mo rolled on the spot, and the blood copper stick in his hand had already poked out diagonally like a poisonous snake, poking straight at Lian Yutong's throat, but this Lian Tong was not simple, one hand let go of Lian Mace, and it was actually a big hand like a fan, and grabbed the blood copper stick directly, but the speed was not slow.

Seeing that the big hand was about to grab the body of the blood copper stick, Lian Yutong suddenly felt that his eyes were slicing, and the big hand was actually grabbing a void, and at this moment, he only felt a sharp pain in his throat, and the sharp pain seemed to diffuse every capillary in his body in an instant, and the proud power in his body seemed to be evacuated in an instant, he wanted to roar, but the sound he made was low and weak.

Han Mo's bloody copper stick poked mercilessly. into Lian Yutong's throat.

When the bloody copper rod was violently pulled out of the throat, a huge blood hole appeared in Lian Yutong's throat, and blood gushed out of the blood hole.

The mace in Lian Yutong's hand fell out of his hand, he covered his throat with both hands, his eyes were violent, his body staggered, he took a few steps back, and finally collapsed like an iron tower, and his huge body slammed to the ground.

After Han Mo drew the bloody copper rod from Lian Yutong's throat, before he could fall to the ground, he had already turned around and turned over the back of the Shadow Horse, and before everyone could react, he had already urged the Shadow Horse, like an arrow off the string, galloping towards Sima Haoyue, and the Shadow Horse stepped on Lian Yutong's corpse, as fast as lightning.

"Kill!" Wang Siyu was overjoyed when he saw Lian Yutong being killed by Han Mo, and waved the big knife in his hand: "Brothers, rush out and kill!" ”

Lian Yutong is a god-like existence in the Shannan Army, but he was killed by Han Mo in a moment, if it is said that Han Mo killed dozens of Wei soldiers like a god before, he has made the Wei soldiers scattered, and this time Lian Yutong was killed, the Wei army was really scattered.

Who can't even kill someone who can't kill them?

Han Mo rushed towards Sima Haoyue, and wherever he passed, no one dared to stop him for a while, but they dodged one after another, lest they avoid it.

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At the moment when Lian Tong fell, Sima Haoyue also predicted that something was wrong, and when he saw Han Mo Ma killing him, he was sure that Han Mo really knew where he was, and this was about to capture the thief and the king.

"Stop him!" Someone was already shouting: "Protect the marshal!" ”

There are even generals who have already pulled Sima Haoyue and shouted: "General, the enemy is fierce, avoid the edge for the time being!" ”

Sima Haoyue said angrily: "Will he be afraid of him? Would he have been afraid of him? There was already uneasiness in his voice, and although he was not afraid of shouting, he was obviously already afraid in his heart.

The situation is critical, although the strength of the Wei army is far superior to that of the Yan army, but at this time, Han Mo is like a tiger out of the cage, staring at Sima Haoyue to kill, all the way unstoppable, the generals know that something is wrong, some people have led more than ten personal soldiers to usher in the block, others are dragging Sima Haoyue to get horses, and more generals have pointed at Han Mo and shouted: "Kill this person, the bounty is five hundred taels, kill, kill him!" ”

"Sima Haoyue, don't go!" Han Mo's voice was extremely cold, at this time, his whole body was already full of murderous aura, and there was only one thought in his mind, that is, no matter what, he would behead Sima Haoyue under the horse.

Wang Siyu and Zhu Xiaoyan took the rest of the Yan soldiers, like a torrent, following closely behind Han Mo and rushing forward to kill.

The fire that was set out earlier had already made the Wei camp blazing, and the camp was in chaos.

Although those pro-soldiers ushered in, how could they resist the murderous Han Mo, who had already opened a way in an instant, and chased Sima Haoyue directly.

In Sima Haoyue's life, he had also gone through a lot of vicious battles, but he had never seen such a fierce general, and seeing Han Mo getting closer and closer, he was frightened and galloped away.

As the commander of the Shannan Army, he had nearly 20,000 troops in his hands, and he was in his own camp, but at this time he had to avoid the enemy and flee for his life, which was a situation he had never encountered in his life.

Although he also thought about fighting Han Mo, he thought that Lian Yutong would be solved by Han Mo in just a moment, so he gave up the idea of fighting.

Although he and Sima Qingtian are cousins, the cultivation of the two in martial arts is the difference between heaven and earth.

Although Sima Haoyue has a hand in commanding the army, he is by no means a first-class fierce general.

There was chaos in the camp, Sima Haoyue, who commanded the 20,000 elite Shannan Army, ran in front, and Han Mo, who led more than 2,000 remnants, chased behind.

Sima Haoyue is also a good horse, but compared with Jueying, it is still a step behind, and Jueying seems to really know human nature, knows what his master is going to do, spread his four hooves and run fast, and the distance between him and Sima Haoyue in front is getting closer and closer, although there are Wei soldiers who want to stop him, but Han Mo is riding closely behind Sima Haoyue, and it is too late to wait for Sima Haoyue to run over and stop Han Mo.

"Sima Haoyue, today is your death date, you have no way to escape!" Han Mo shouted loudly, and the whole person had already soared out of the Shadow Horse. Like an eagle, it swooped straight towards Sima Haoyue, and the blood copper stick in his hand had already smashed down into the air.