"Kill... Kill!" Among the tens of thousands of people, Zhang Shicheng took the lead, rotated the sword and fought hard, and was fierce. As the blade passed, dozens of Tartar soldiers blocked the horses in front of him were killed and fell. Although the number of Tartars was large, everyone knew that Zhang Shicheng's success or failure was successful in one fell swoop. Therefore, everyone fought hard. Although there were hundreds of people, they also had the momentum of thousands of troops, and no one could stop them for a while.

Zhang Shicheng led hundreds of troops to fall into the sheep pen in the millions of troops. Seeing that the coaching platform was right in front of him, Zhang Shicheng shouted loudly, slapped the horse with one sword, and rushed towards the coaching platform. The Tartars were forced to come forward with no one to go forward, until Zhang Shicheng rushed to the coaching platform, and then came back to the rescue. Several Tartars rushed to resist, and Zhang Shicheng took the sword and cut down the two of them. The few people did not expect him to be so brave and were shocked. No one came forward to stop him. The guard of the coaching platform hurriedly swung his gun and went forward to fight him to fight with him, but he did not leave Zhang Shicheng's side and Ye Dexing entangled him, and was unable to escape for a while. He looked at Zhang Shicheng rushing towards the coaching platform.

On the handsome stage, Taibuhua stared at Zhang Shicheng. He could not imagine that an emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty was so fierce to kill the enemy. Even though he was used to fighting on the battlefield, a chill came out at this moment, and he shouted anxiously: "Come, come, stop it quickly! Block it!"

"Hulala...Hulalala...?"

The sound of horse hooves sounded, the military flag flew, and tens of thousands of people rode their horses. The Red Huo Camp nearest to the coach's platform, the guard general heard the commander's order and ordered the flag to be dispatched. A pair of people rushed over quickly. However, Zhang Shicheng's hundreds of people were fierce, and the world with the horse hooves overturned over the sky in an instant, making the guard general of the Red Huo Camp feel cold in his heart: "What kind of man is this? How can he have such murderous aura?"

"Shoot the arrows quickly... shoot Zhang Shicheng!" Taibuhua stood on the handsome stage and was condescending. Although he did not expect to return to the triumphant, the contribution he made to shoot Zhang Shicheng was quite a lot. How could he miss the contribution he delivered to the door? Taibuhua was really excited at this moment.

The soldiers around the coach listened to the commander's order and started quickly. At the station several feet away from Zhang Shicheng, he bent his bow and pulled the strings, "Whip...whh..." These Tartars were all warriors living on the grassland. Bending the bow and shooting archery was their master's ability. For a moment, the rain of arrows around the coach's platform flew into the air like dark clouds, and then shot towards Zhang Shicheng.

Among the thousands of people, Zhang Shicheng waved his sword and killed a Tartar. When he saw the feather arrow shot, he didn't care at all. When he lifted it, the forty-pound sword lifted up with his right hand, and shouted loudly. The sword ran like a wheel, and then whistled twice, and a Tai Chi pattern formed around his body in an instant.

"Dangdang...Dangdang~~~~?"

The sound of weapons intersecting was endless. Zhang Shicheng waved his big sword and slashed the feather arrows that were shot down one by one, with a strong momentum of being able to pass the pass.

Ye Dexing, who was killing, heard the sound. You looked over and looked at him with worry. His eyes fell in front of Zhang Shicheng. This time, he immediately saw his eyes straightened. Tens of thousands of feather arrows shot at the Emperor of Great Zhou like raindrops all over the sky. If he was not careful, how could he survive? He knew that Zhang Shicheng was originally very skilled in martial arts, and he usually waved a big knife weighing 40 kilograms and got on the battlefield. Ordinary young generals are really not his opponents. Many people blocked the murder of people, and the Buddha blocked the momentum of killing Buddhas. However, when the two armies fought, they could not rely solely on the power of one person. Besides, he was the commander. Once there was a mistake, he could not defeat the entire army.

Seeing Zhang Shicheng surrounded by feather arrows, Ye Dexing was anxious. If Zhang Shicheng had any mistakes, even if he had a hundred heads, he would not be enough to kill him. At this moment, he would not care about so many. He suddenly raised his breath and shouted loudly. He turned into a wave of swords to attack the young Tartar player who was tangling with him. The young player had good skills in his hands. Ye Dexing had matched him for dozens of rounds without any difference, but this time

He was concerned about Zhang Shicheng, and he was not polite. Once the true energy in his body was activated, the murderous aura appeared. The sword technique of three transformations a day was a sword technique. But when the sword light flashed, the young general had not seen clearly where the sword light came from. He felt that the sword light flashed, and a stern sound of wind passed by his ears. A big knife slashed in the air. The young general could not dodge in time. In horror, he hurriedly rode his horse to escape. But he was quick, Ye Dexing was faster, and the sword light flashed.

"Puff!"

Then with a "bang" sound, a big head rolled to the ground, making a thumping sound.

Before Ye Dexing could see, he immediately waved his sword and shouted: "Brothers, protect Your Majesty and kill me!" Ye Dexing's sword skills were fierce, and his skills were good immediately. When the blade passed, the Tartars landed one after another, and even the feather arrows that were shot to the ground were killed one after another.

Ye Dexing led hundreds of people to rushed towards Zhang Shicheng, causing the soldiers in front of the Zhou Dynasty to scream twice, and the five people were killed by the feather arrows shot to death. Ye Dexing was shocked, and slapped his horse's buttocks, sat down on Heifeng and took a blow, stepped away four hooves, rushed towards Zhang Shicheng, and pulled the reins of the horse. Heifeng raised his front legs high, Xi Yuyu roared, and almost stopped for a moment and fell in front of Zhang Shicheng. He saw Alu and Taibuhua on the stage lit up. At the same time, he thought to himself: "What a handsome riding technique!" Both of them grew up on horseback, and it was not difficult to achieve Ye Dexing's like this. It was like among thousands of enemies, so uniform without leaving any trace, but it was not possible for the two to do.

Ye Dexing ran to Zhang Shicheng, and a forty-pound big knife whistled up. A wave of swords was dancing to block the feather arrows that were shooting. He poked out his left hand and pulled Zhang Shicheng anxiously shouted: "Your Majesty, when the Tartars accumulate, we will surround here, go back quickly."

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