Sukhbashou slashed angrily with his sword, the corpses of mules in front of the horse rolled, the heads of cattle flew wildly, and all kinds of livestock still rushed up in the back. Although his courage is strong, he dismounts his crotch but can't withstand this kind of impact, his eyes are full of horror, he sighs and swings his tail and neighs, and retreats again and again, Sukh Bashoule can't stop it, and his heart is anxious, thinking that these livestock are frightened by the fire, and their momentum is too fierce, relying on me alone, I am afraid that I can't stop it, and look at their direction is mostly running towards the Iron Guard Army, if it is an impact on the Great Khan, then it will be repaid! Looking back on the side, the sergeants ran for their lives, their movements were slightly slower, they were either trampled under their hooves or picked up by the horns of the bull and flew into the sky, and the casualties were extremely heavy.

Suddenly, a person behind him shouted: "I'm here to help you!" Looking back, a huge figure appeared in the firelight, it turned out to be Bozhigude wielding a sword to kill, Sukhba Shou was overjoyed, suspected that the horse was in the way, jumped to the ground, stepped down and slashed the knife to kill.

Bo Ri Gude also opened the ghost face, the edge of the blade hung in the wind, the sound of the mountain, touched the death, the death of the touch, and suddenly the bones of the animals were broken and the screams were miserable.

The two generals and the herd of strength, like the two sides of the stubborn stone in the waterfall, the animal tide broke out of a gap, the personal soldier Deadpool then rushed to join the war group, desperately on the top, no matter how anxious the livestock is, they know that they are afraid of death, and they rush sideways, and the herringbone rushes to both sides, avoiding the Iron Guard Army. The second general's heart is slightly wider, but he sees a group of people and horses in front of him from behind the herd like the wind, the first person is extremely fast, with a black and red face, eyebrows like an oblique horizontal and wide sword, hair like flowing ink flying clouds, the body is covered with light armor, the dragon treasure mirror protects the heart, the two long knives in the palm are bright, the crotch of the horse is the main god, and it is also rampant, the mane and tail are all blown up, and the sound is like a tiger roaring and a dragon roaring.

Su Hebashou thought to himself that this black boy who seemed to be called Chang Sihao had given up his life in the city a few days ago and blew up the pile of corpses, so that the night attack of the Great Khan was in vain, and tonight the camp caught fire, and he came to make trouble, so he gritted his teeth with hatred, and exchanged glances with Bozhigood, and the two rushed forward.

The herd parted to both sides, the road flashed in the middle, and the two sides were charging at each other, as if two arrows were shooting at each other, and they exchanged in the blink of an eye, only to hear the two roars of Bozhigude and Sukhbashou in one place, the machete slashed open the half moon, and the ghost-faced Yue danced as a meteor, and beckoned to Chang Sihao——

These two are tall and strong, brave and powerful, and their blades dance with a sudden wind, like a mountain cracking rock!

Chang Sihao's expression was calm, his two knives were straight, and he walked forward lightly, the four blades intersected in pairs, and there was a loud sound, Su and Bo screamed, and their huge bodies were shocked and flew up in the air, the blades were gone, blood flowed from the mouth and nose, and two red lines were drawn in the air, shooting straight out four feet away, and Kulong fell into the dust with a sound.

The second general is the most famous warrior among the Tatars, and they are the only ones who have always slaughtered others.

Chang Sihao's internal strength is everywhere, the whole body is like a cast, the power of the two people is all rebounded, and their own internal strength is destroyed, which is equivalent to the power of three people to attack the enemy, it is extremely powerful, but the strength is running in the body, even if the master does not touch it, it cannot be perceived, how can these Tatar barbarians solve the subtlety of this inner martial arts. He knocked the two of them away, the momentum was unabated, the snow and thunder in his hands were similar to the flowers and butterflies, and the sword light was misty everywhere, breaking through this squad in one fell swoop, and directly taking the Iron Guard Chinese Army of My Answer!

Seeing that it was not far from the fence, he immediately leaned over, ran the thunder knife and inserted the moon into a forked flower antler crack on the ground, picked it up with a scream from his waist, and threw his hand forward with a volley shake!

"Boom-Kara-"

Hundreds of catties of antlers smashed the fence out of a gap, the wooden stakes and wooden frames were scattered, and Chang Sihao led his troops to break in!

Thousands of red-clothed guards swarmed up with spears, Chang Sihao knocked his left foot in the stirrup, and the horse changed direction sideways, and his speed did not decrease. The long knife waved, cutting off countless guns, heads and hands flew in the sky, and the Tartars in front of the back were sprayed with bright red plasma before they were attacked, and they didn't have time to wipe it, and the cavalry of the Ming army rushed forward, and the iron hooves were everywhere, and they stepped on a ** burst, and the bones were broken and the tendons were broken!

Chang Sihao faintly saw a person in a pink robe and silver armor not far behind the gun forest, and the hair behind the helmet was flying, like the third lady Zhong Jin, a white-bearded old man and her horse and horizontal knife were watching here, knowing that it was my answer, the heart was ruthless, the internal strength was extremely lucky, and the shot was merciless, the long knife was snowy, and the armor was piercing, although these red-clothed iron guards were the elite of the elite, how could they stop him! At the same time, the cavalry led behind him was fierce and brave, each competing for the lead, and in less than dozens of kung fu, most of the more than 1,000 red-clothed iron guards were killed and wounded.

Altarma sat and watched the battle, saw clearly, and secretly praised the courage of this son, which was only seen in his life, but the cavalry led by him was only more than 100 people, this kind of small detachment relied on a momentum and fierceness, back and forth conflict, brave and unstoppable, but as long as it was surrounded and blocked the offensive, it could be easily killed. Calculated in his heart, he sneered secretly, waved one hand, and more than a thousand iron guards roared and pressed on him.

Chang Sihao saw a large number of enemies rushing forward, I replied that there were only a few hundred people left, his mind moved, his feet were stirred, he jumped up, flew forward, took the knife as his foot in the air, and pointed to the top of the iron guards to borrow strength. His left hand was a snow battle, stained with a sticky force, his wrist turned slightly, but pressed the stick under the knife, and his right hand ran to the thunder obliquely, about to take the enemy's head, but saw that the stick man's arm and chest were wrapped with bandages, covered with red robes, it was Wu Enqi, remembering this person's hospitable, cheerful personality, and the scene of wrestling with himself, he couldn't bear it, a thought flashed, put away the knife and stretched his legs, lightly on his chest, Wu Enqi snorted, flew out like a kite with a broken string, blood spilled from his lips, and knocked down several people.

Seeing that the two of them were only a few feet apart, suddenly a strong wind hit next to him, and at the corner of his eye, he saw Sonam Gyatso waving his palm and rushing towards him, thinking that most of the Tibetan monk's skills have been wasted, looking at the power of this palm, it is obvious that he has recovered a lot these days, if he entangles himself, then I will definitely escape, and his body is falling and he just saw a Tartar soldier slashing at himself, and immediately chopped off the man's arm with a knife, and at the same time flew up with a kick, kicking the steel knife forward——

Sonam Gyatso shouted: "Great Khan flash flash!"

I sat on the horse, saw the long knife flying in the air, it was too late to dodge, the chest suddenly hurt, as if it was hit by a heavy hammer, it was expected that he had been penetrated by the blade, the body was crooked, he took a sharp breath, his legs were clamped, so as not to fall off the horse, when he looked down, the chest armor had been knocked out of a pit, the long knife flew away, and was inserted into the wooden frame next to it. It turned out that the knife was spinning in the air, and it was the handle that hit him first, although he was not seriously injured this time, but his heart was already unkempt.

Seeing his expression, Sonam Gyatso knew that it was far away, and the strength of the knife failed to hurt him too deeply, so he hurriedly shouted: "Great Khan, retreat!"

I replied to watch the battle with my chest on my chest, but Ren Zhongjin persuaded him bitterly, but he still did not move, thinking that he had led his troops to fight for many years, and he would win what he had conquered, and he had never been moved in the face of thousands of horses and thousands of troops, how could he choose to escape in front of this 100-man assault team! Not to mention that he was the banner of the army, and if he retreated, he would inevitably be defeated and lead to total destruction.

Zhong Jin persuaded him not to move, knowing that his stubborn temper came up, and no one could do anything, so he frowned slightly and sighed softly. Looking at Chang Sihao, who was swinging his knife bravely in the formation, his heart throbbed, and the inexplicable warm tide seemed to be slowly surging up in his body, his body trembled slightly, and the hand holding my arm unconsciously let go.

Chang Sihao fought Sonam Gyatso, although he felt that his strength had recovered, but it was still far from the beginning, but he used his wheel strength to learn, the momentum was majestic, the atmosphere was mellow, and he was good at defending, and he wanted to defeat it quickly, to take my life, it was not easy, plus the red-clothed iron guards around him all moved forward bravely, and they all threw their lives, and they relied on the sword to protect themselves, and they could only maintain an invincible positionHe hated to swing his knife and attack a few moves, forcing Sonam Gyatso away, and jumped out of the circle with his spirit, ran back to his team, and shouted: "Ignite the fire and throw it!"

Before the Tartars could understand what was going on, countless jars flew over, some on their heads, some on the ground, their fluffs shattered, and smoke rose to the ground. It turned out that each cavalry led by Chang Sihao had several jars hung behind the saddle, hemp rope tied to the neck, straw paper sealed, containing poison and sulfur to ignite the fire, leaving medicine outside, and throwing it away when it was lit, which was the poisonous smoke canister designed by Qin Juexiang.

Zhong Jin had suffered the loss of this poisonous smoke in the city that day, and knew that it was terrible, so he hurriedly shouted: "Everyone cover their mouths and noses, and quickly retreat!"

But seeing the black smoke billowing and sweeping in the wind, all those who didn't have time to cover their mouths and noses coughed up blood and died, and I was very annoyed in my heart, and there was no way to do it, so I had to dial Ma Xi to avoid it, and Wu Enqi pulled up the handsome flag, and followed closely with Zhong Jin and others. The Iron Guards rushed out for more than half a mile, looking back, Chang Sihao did not chase after him, but led his troops to the east, he rushed in front of the road to kill, and the sergeant behind him scattered to urge the herd, throwing the poisonous smoke canister all the way, leaving a wall of smoke in the road, and countless poisoned people died.

I replied with pain and hatred, my chest was full of anger, and I threw my horse's head and shouted: "The rear team has become the front team, kill me back!"