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Chapter 1008 Fierce Battle (2)

Under the banner of the character "Dragon".

Long Qi looked at the battle ahead and did not dare to show his head. He held the sap tightly, feeling very humiliated and unwilling to accept it. Even if he ignored the cold and heat, he had been practicing martial arts for more than ten years, and was no match for Wanhu.

This time it's even more amazing.

Maybe you will be killed if you go up.

Dangerous.

Feeling the danger in it, he red eyes and said to himself: "A breath still exists, the battle continues. The Mongols' heart is not dead."

"As long as the country of the Mongols and Yuan still exists, we must never relax."

After saying that, he was excited, raised the spear in his hand and shouted:

"Brothers, you can't spit out the fat meat you eat. Even if it's bad, stop them with your life and kill them all."

"Kill!!!!" The Han army responded to Long Qi in an orderly manner, and then moved forward without hesitation, fighting with the Mongolian Yuan warriors. Using this flesh and blood body to block the attack of the opponent's generals of Wanhu.

"Kill! Kill!!!!!!!!!!!" Zhu Qishan was in front, and a big knife kept slashing, shining as cold as the moonlight.

Wherever you pass, blood blooms and corpses are produced.

The Han army tried their best, but still could not kill him. It could not defeat him, but instead damaged many brothers.

"Huh!" A thousand-household Han army suddenly threw out a meteor hammer and hit Zhu Qishan like a meteor.

Sneak attack!

Zhu Qishan was slashing the sword, but it seemed as if there were eyes on the left. At the critical moment, he let go of the big sword with his left hand, snatched forward, and took out the meteor hammer, and then he didn't even look at it. He hit the thousand households heavily.

Go quickly and come back faster.

Huhuhuhuhuhu.

The meteor hammer broke through the air and made a sound of thunderstorms. The eyes of thousands of Han soldiers were about to break, and they couldn't avoid it. They immediately burst into brains and fell to the ground.

"Master Qianhu!!!!" His personal soldiers exclaimed, and then, not only were they not afraid, but their eyes were red, and the brothers stood side by side to avenge Qianhu.

"Come on. I've been here many fierce battles. The sea of ​​corpses and blood are like this." Zhu Qishan was taciturn in daily life, but at this moment he was full of enthusiasm and shouted wildly.

"Wei" under the banner. Wei Ru sat in the rear, allowing the front row of soldiers to die one after another. Her heart had been taken back from Wu Nian and focused on the battlefield.

"What a pity. If I were not injured, I could at least fight one." Wei Ru raised her hand and grabbed the injured arm, feeling very unwilling.

Then, her chest was undulating, her red lips slightly opened, and she exhaled like an orchid.

Mong Yuan's fierceness made her mind look bad memories. When Haitian City was attacked fiercely, the Wei family army fought to the death.

But in the end, it's outnumbered.

"We won't lose this battle."

"We must destroy the country and the country, so as to eliminate future troubles."

She thought to herself.

"Kill!" Zhao Man has a silver armored silver spear, as handsome as a kirin, and a silver spear flew, roaring repeatedly, fighting with Jin Ruiyun desperately.

The two tigers fought and the fierce battle continued.

The fighting nation deserves its reputation.

He had no time to think, and as long as he was a little bit distracted, he might be knocked down by Jin Ruiyun.

The Han army Zhao Mancheng and Zhao Yanting were responsible for keeping the door, and they were also brave enough to be inappropriate for thousands of people. They all went on battle and faced tens of thousands of households.

The other generals did not have this ability and could only let their lives fill it.

After all, the Tao is one foot taller, and the devil is one foot taller.

Although Wu Canglong and other infantrymen fought fiercely and were killed, they were in full swing. However, there were many Han soldiers and horses, and they were strong and strong, and they finally stopped them.

The most critical.

Wu Nian, Wei Polu, Wang Gui, and Zhang Sheng were the first to bear the brunt.

The weakest and most powerful.

If the Mongol Cavalry breaks through, all efforts will be wasted.

If it is successfully blocked, then nine thousand households will be held.

It's like a nine-headed insect, slashing and slashing one by one.

Cut nine heads.

The two flags of "Wang" and "Zhang" stand on both sides of the flag of the character "Han", as if they were the two generals of "Han".

Wang Gui and Zhang Sheng did not have the ability to hum and Ha, and could only stare at him in the rear.

"Stop them. Stop them. Send them. Send them apart troops and support the king. Kill Wanyan Xian and Hou Wancheng."

They desperately commanded the army to withstand, and at this moment they hated themselves extremely.

"Why am I a waste? If I have half the ability of the king, I can go into battle with a gun." The blue veins on Wang Gui's forehead swelled up, and his hands clutched the reins, his face turned pale.

"Damn it." Zhang Sheng pulled out the steel knife at his waist and threw it hard towards the ground. The steel knife was inserted into the soil and nothing happened.

Front.

Wu Nian and Wanyan showed up to kill each other.

Wei Polu and Hou Wancheng were killed.

The situation is urgent now, and every minute and every second, countless people are killed or injured. Success or failure may occur in the next second.

However, Wu Nian and Wanyan Xian had strong psychological qualities. The two of them seemed to be dangerous, but in fact they were equally matched.

No one was impatient, he was very calm.

Wu Nian also focused a little on Wei Polu's situation. Although Miss Wei sent this kid to support me, she shared my pressure.

but.

I also have to concentrate on taking care of him.

I don't know whether it's a blessing or a disaster.

Unlike Wu Nian, Wanyan showed differently.

Wei Polu is the real danger.

"Kill!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Wei Polu held his spear and his eyes were red, roaring repeatedly, his face full of unwillingness, and I was not afraid of death.

However, his combat experience is much different from Hou Wancheng.

What's more, this struggle broke out.

A blow from the flying immortal from the sky.

The determination of the nine thousand households is the same, and the steps are adjusted in one step.

At this moment, Hou Wancheng was extremely powerful, and Wei Polu could only stare at him.

Thunder.

Of course, Wanyan Xian noticed it too. He smiled and shouted, "Wu Nian. This guy beside you is not capable. Just wait for Hou Wancheng to kill him and join forces with me. Our two thousand households will kill you easily."

"You want to mess with my mind. But I don't know, I just think you are farting." Wu Nian sneered and retorted.

Wanyan Xian was not angry, but just said, "Then let's wait and see."

The Iron Cavalry of the Mongolian Yuan roared and continued to attack the Han army's infantry formation. The Han army's infantry continued to fill in the gaps.

At the forefront of this fight.

In Wu Nian, Wei Polu seemed to be two big mountains, still standing still, and looked at death as if he was home.

However, the advantages and disadvantages are hard to conceal.

Hou Wancheng seized an opportunity and "touched". The horse spear in his hand was like a whip, and he threw away the horse spear in Wei Polu's hand, and then he kept stabbing Wei Polu with a spear.

"It's over. I can't avoid it." Wei Polu's head turned blank for a moment, but the next moment, he instinctively reacted, his body avoided the left, and watched Hou Wancheng's horse spear stab at his right shoulder.

Fighting life and death, injury is equivalent to death in battle.

Wanyan Xian noticed it, and his eyes were stunningly bright.
Chapter completed!
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