Seeing that Chen Hutou was about to be killed by an axe, an iron rod hit the side of the axe from the oblique thorn.

With a bang, the axe deflected and broke the big gun in Chen Hutou's hand.

"Evil animals, dare to hurt people. "The Tiger Daoist came with the wind, and an iron rod stirred up the wind and clouds, and the head and face of the ancient snake witch fell with a stick.

How could the blackened ancient snake witch withstand the state at this time, just three sticks, the axe in his hand shattered to the ground, his chest was scraped, and a large piece of flesh and blood disappeared immediately.

Seeing that the ancient snake witch was about to die under the stick of the tiger Taoist, suddenly an arrow shot from under the city, the tiger Taoist did not notice, was shot by an arrow in the side waist, the stick was soft, although it still fell on the shoulder of the ancient snake witch, but it only smashed the shoulder of the ancient snake witch collapsed, and did not take the life of the ancient snake witch.

The Kunlun Daoists hurriedly snatched back the heavily injured Tiger Daoist, a group of Wu warriors also hurriedly snatched back the ancient snake Great Witch, and the Shu army also rushed forward to snatch back the grief-stricken young general.

Under the city, Baro Zuwu received news that 50,000 iron horsemen were rushing towards him in the rear.

Seeing that the city is inextricably beaten, Handan City is crumbling, if 50,000 iron horsemen rush over, all sacrifices will be burned.

Never let them get close!

Glancing around, at this time, most of the great witches and warriors were fighting at the head of the city, and beside him, there were more wounded elders, women, and children. Baro Zuwu made a decision in his heart, he raised his spear and shouted, "If you can still move, come with me." ”

White Horse Kaifu led 50,000 cavalry to Handan City, and just as he was about to reach the city, he was greeted by a group of old, weak, sick and disabled led by Baro Zuwu.

The crowd was surging, and the army of the Wu clan in front of him was shocking.

The old and the young, in the prime of life, were either women, wounded, and some even carried rough crutches.

There are 100,000 of these people, but their combat effectiveness is doubtful.

Bai Ma Kaifu's heart sank, happy and worried, he knew that the witch clan had been forced into a desperate situation, but in a desperate situation, the witch lord obviously had no intention of giving in, but rose up to resist.

In the face of such a race, the pressure on the white horse to recover is huge. He raised his gold-encrusted horn, puffed out his cheeks, and played it vigorously.

The white horse banner hunted and led the army forward.

Baro Zuwu raised his spear and shouted, took the lead in striding forward, and rushed forward against the 50,000 iron horsemen, and behind him, a group of old, weak, sick and disabled people followed him without complaint.

"Kill, kill, kill!"

The Witches have to fight their way out, and the Terrans have to drive out the robbers who burn and loot in their land.

The mighty two armies collided fiercely together, and in an instant, a huge roar exploded in this wilderness!

In front of him, there were all human figures, and the ghost cried and turned around, only having time to say: "Once separated, the jade talisman will be contacted." ”

Then, he crashed headlong into the blood mist.

Countless weapons were waved in front of him, and no matter how good the skill was, at this moment, it became useless.

The big black horse felt the familiar smell, excited and frightened, and bumped into it fiercely with all his strength. Devil Cry only had time to roughly distinguish between friend and foe, and slashed forward.

Punch Punch Punch Punch ......

Almost all of them were carried away by the killing in front of them. The ghost cried in a daze, just looking at the white horse flag fluttering in the sky, and rushed towards that side with all his might.

The Terrans all rushed towards the big banner, and the Baro Ancestor Witch naturally noticed the big flag as well.

He lowered his head, slashed several spears with his spear, and then shouldered the stumbling horse.

With a muffled thud, Barozumo's legs ploughed two long marks on the ground, and he pushed against the steed with all his might, then flipped it over, and reached out to grab the knight on horseback, and twisted its neck.

Then, using the knight as a shield, he blocked several arrows that came at him.

Then, with a loud roar, he threw his spear hard.

With a click, the flagpole of the White Horse Banner was shot off by the waist.

All of a sudden, the Terran knights were confused.

Woo woo woo ~ ~

Countless trumpets sounded, and both sides began to become confused, and the chaotic battle became a mess.

The white horse Kaifu only had time to shoot two arrows before a small cub pounced on his horse.

He pulled out his scimitar and killed two people in a row, and then hit the top of his head.

He waved his scimitar indiscriminately, repelled the people around him, and looked down at the pot that was still tumbling on the ground, and he didn't know who gave it to him.

At this moment, the battlefield is full of human figures, swords everywhere, and sand and dust everywhere.

Everyone has been swept into this whirlpool, and all they can do is kill.

Kill, kill all the enemies, win the war, and you will survive. Being killed by someone else, naturally there is nothing to say.

The horse's hooves flew over, and the big black horse kicked two people one after another, knocking over one person. With a bang, Ghost Cry slashed open a helmet, and the head under the helmet was also opened.

The helmet is the helmet of the Terrans, but the head under the helmet is not the Terrans.

The ghost cried in a trance, and he seemed to see the trace of Cai Wei.

Cai Wei split an old witch in two, and then disappeared into the dust with her blood-dripping sword.

Ghost Cry quickly pulled the reins and rushed over there, and was knocked off the horse's back by a hammer thrown from nowhere.

The pain in his right arm was severe, and he must have broken his bones. A group of witch cubs as tall as him surrounded him with spears.

Holding a knife in his left hand, Devil Cry blocked a spear with a knife and stuck it along the shaft, cutting off the little cub's palm.

The little cub threw away the spear with a scream, and was wiped cleanly by Ghost Cry.

The other cubs screamed, spears poking straight at them.

Ghost Cry waved his knife and retreated, and when he saw a little cub leaning forward, he suddenly jumped over and slashed half of his neck.

Then he bypassed the little cub whose neck was still spurting blood, and rushed into the pile, and the knife flashed, and he beheaded three people in a row.

There was only one person left, and he stabbed a spear at the door of the ghost cry, and when he was rejoicing, he found that this spear could not enter or retreat, and he looked at it, but was bitten by the ghost cry The tip of the spear.

The ghost cried with blood all over his mouth and a sinister smile on his face. He bit the stone spearhead and stuck it up, stabbing it through his chest in a panicked face.

The corpse fell to the ground, and Ghost Cry gritted his teeth and gave himself a knife, and then looked around, and the big black horse was gone.

An angry roar rang in his ears, and a Witch warrior sat on the ground, one of his legs bandaged. His hands pulled out a bow with force, and the arrow on the bow was aimed at Ghost Cry.

Ghost Cry held his sword in both hands, and was about to deal with it, when a knight suddenly rushed out of the smoke and dust behind the Wu Clan's warrior, and the scimitar slashed through, and the head of the Wu Warrior disappeared, and the arrow also shot out, flying over the top of Ghost Cry's head, I don't know where it flew to.

An explosion suddenly sounded in the distance, and the firelight penetrated the thick smoke and dust, and entered the eyes of Ghost Cry, who knew that this was the effect of the jade talisman, and hurriedly rushed over there.