"Ho!" "Ho!" "Ho!" "Ho!"

Amid the howling strange cry, Zhulong Mangbu led his personal soldiers with silver light shining under his command to make arrows and attack the Tang army vanguard who was only seventy steps ahead. The sunken light wearing black armor, holding a spear in one hand and a knife in the other hand was in it.

What a general of Divine Power, but he has nothing but a false reputation. If it weren't for the two Tang generals who used Mo Dao, this kid would have died under the iron hooves of the Dafan warriors.

In the blink of an eye, more than thirty steps passed. Zhulong Mangbu Bu Bu’s support, the soldiers who had originally pounced in front of him were fleeing from both sides like frightened beasts. Once the marshal led his troops to rush to kill himself, the convenience of the front was invincible, and there were only dead people.

Tian Zhen saw clearly that the Tubo armored soldiers who were in panic and retreating were silver-armored cavalry rushing towards him. He smiled. He was indeed not as good as Li Siye, but Tian Zhen was the Zuomo Dao General of the Anxi Protectorate. The thief was in front of him, so how could he retreat!

"It's a man, follow someone to defeat the thief!"

As he shouted, Tian Zhen suddenly stepped forward and blocked Chen Guang and the rest of the people with his body with his guards. After shattering Ye Jun's majesty for so long, it was time for him to be a hero!

In a blink of an eye, more than twenty soldiers holding a modao and a long-handled battle axe roared and stood side by side with Tian Zhen, and then they swung the last blow in their lives towards the straitor cavalry that was running towards them.

Tian Zhen slashed the Tubo cavalry in front of him with a knife, but then he was penetrated by the spear of the heavy cavalry rushing upwards and was knocked backwards.

Zhulongmangbu's personal soldiers and another two hundred cavalrymen were launched with a thirty-man horizontal team, and a wave of charges were launched through thirty steps. In less than fifty steps ahead of them, the Tang army's chief general's flag was so close to them.

However, the twenty steps were like a natural barrier. No matter how they attacked, it was still difficult to break through the heavy infantry of the Tang army who went forward and fought to the death.

Tian Zhen, whose chest had a big hole in the bowl, leaned against his curved Mo knife, leaning against him tightly, chucking blood in big mouthfuls, but never letting himself fall. He watched the athletes under his command fight one by one until he took his last breath, without taking a step back. The blurred internal organ fragments fell to the ground with the blood that was ripped out, and he laughed.

What a pity! The majority of the Protectors cannot see this scene. I, Tian Zhen and my men, are not inferior to him, Li Siye!

"Chen Lang, this is General Tian's battlefield!"

Li Siye held down Chen Guang, who wanted to take the remaining Shattered Ye Army forward to fight. He had always looked down on Tian Zhen, but now his eyes were red and he looked at the figure nailed in front of the formation, his voice trembling a little.

"You have more important things to do!"

Ten consecutive waves of charges did not break the line of defense composed of flesh and blood in the Tang army ahead. Even Zhulong Mang Buzhi was at the brink of madness at this time. Why can't these Tang soldiers kill them to death?

"Continue to rush for me and kill all the Tang dogs!"

Zhulongmangbuzhi, who had completely lost the so-called famous general's demeanor, roared hysterically, and then the remaining personal soldiers and heavy cavalry were still charging again, but at this time they also saw the red Tang army flag in front of them moving.

"Nan Ba."

Chen Guang held down Nan Jiyun and Zhang Xiaojing, who were bleeding from his ten fingers. At this time, less than a hundred people could stand beside the Mingguang Iron Cavalry beside him. "You guys, get on the horse!"

When Chen Guang rode on the war horse that had been fed with essence and water again, Li Siye, ahead, led his personal guards and his subordinates to charge towards the Tubo heavy cavalry in front. He knew that this was Li Siye who was pioneering the way for him. There were less than a hundred soldiers around Zhulong Old Thief, and the next time was to fully understand the war.

"General Tian, ​​go."

On the edge of the bent sword, Li Siye reached out and stroked Tian Zhen's wide open eyes. Then he looked coldly at the iron cavalry of the thief who had already launched a charge in front of him, raised his arms and waved his sword, "The man of the Right Army, follow me to kill the thief!"

Side by shoulders, people next to each other. The soldiers under Li Siye took big strides and waved the Mo sword forward together. In an instant, the Mo sword made of fine iron rolled forward like a dazzling silver sword wave.

The friction between the blade and the blade, the blood and blood of war horses and soldiers, soldiers were constantly knocked over by soldiers holding the sword, and some of the galloping Tubo cavalry were killed and broken. The Tubo cavalry who broke through the first sword wall immediately encountered the second and third ones.

At this time, Chen Guang finally understood why the history books recorded, "The person who was in the sword was shattered, and the formation was slightly fixed. So Siye led the front army to each hold the sword and advance like a wall."

After seven consecutive charges, Li Siye finally stood up with his arms trembling and leaned on his sword. The sword wall formed by his men was already full of holes, but the Tubo cavalry all became bloody pieces on the ground.

Looking at the old white-haired thief wearing a golden helmet just thirty steps ahead, Li Siye laughed wildly. Although he was exhausted, he heard the sound of horse hooves behind him. He knew that Chen Lang had finally seized the opportunity that he and Tian Zhen had sacrificed their lives to seize.

"kill!"

Zhulong Mang Buzhi's hoarse old roar awakened the personal soldiers beside him who were almost taken away by the Tang army. He looked at the Mingguang Iron Cavalry rushing towards the armor on the opposite side, his face twisted, and finally arrived at the last moment when the soldiers and the king were against the king, and he didn't believe that he could not take the Shenguang child.

Chen Guang stared at the Tubo Marshal who was gray-bearded, ferocious and rushing towards him. Today he must tear the old thief to pieces, otherwise he would be unable to relieve his hatred.

The arrows were like rain. Behind Chen Guang, Mingguang's iron cavalry squeezed the hanging sword of the cavalry crossbow, threw it directly on the ground, holding a spear or swinging the knife, and collided with the Tubo cavalry on the opposite side.

Seeing Chen Lang ahead finally fighting with the old thief, Li Siye, who had recovered his senses with his arms, also roared, "I still have the strength to stop those thieves who are in trouble."

Almost for a moment, the heavy infantrymen of the Second Army around them also roared and stopped the Tubo soldiers who were trying to support their commander.

Nan Jiyun, Bai Xiaode and others spontaneously stopped the personal guards under Zhulong Mang Buzhi, and the fierce generals under Zhulong Mang Buzhi also stopped other Mingguang Iron Cavalry.

"Old thief, die!"

"Little thief, die!"

Chen Guang immediately faced the spear that Zhulong Mangbu was stabbed by him and rushed straight from the horse. He felt the spear bounced through the armor leaves on the abdomen. Shen Guang, who seemed to be hit hard by a hammer, pressed him down from the saddle with fierce eyes in the panic gaze of the Tubo marshal.

The two of them rolled on the bloody ground. Although Zhulong Mang Buzhi was old and weak, he fisted like a dying old lion at this time, and tried to break free from control.

The sunken light tightly clamped the Zhulong Buzhi under him like a big python, pinching his neck with both hands, allowing the Tubo marshal to keep hitting his ribs with his fists.

The generals under the two surroundings all wanted to rescue their lords, but they were all red-eyed.

Zhulongmang Buzhi's face turned purple, and he couldn't breathe, and he finally couldn't move his fist again. At this time, Chen Guang let go of his throat. Before the Tubo Marshal's breathing, his fist fell on the face of the old thief like raindrops. He did not draw his sword. The dead Wang Shenyuan told him that once he fell to the ground and entangled with the enemy on the battlefield, don't think about finding weapons and killing the other party with all his strength.

Under the iron fist, the Tubo Marshal who was struggling gradually disappeared. His old face was covered in blood and blood, revealing a white facial bone. Until the skull was deformed by the sunlight, his brain burst, and only his legs were left twitching unconsciously.

"Master, the old thief is dead! He is already dead!"
Chapter completed!