After all, the Dragon and Tiger King was more loyal to the Fourth Prince. Seeing that the Sharp Spear broke open the battle formation like a divine dragon, he rushed straight to Wu Shu, and even moved closer to Wu Shu.

"Prime Minister gets out of here!"

Wanyan raised his mace and smashed it backwards.

"when!"

After a loud shock, the spear was not stopped.

"Swish!"

The spear tip cut Wu Shu's back robe in half.

"Prime Minister!"

The two Bojin tried their best to squeeze in the middle and stood in front of the spear.

“Get out of here!”

The spear sounded "buzzing", and a semicircle was drawn in the air, and the spear body hit him horizontally.

"Bang! Bang!"

The two bodies collided with the spear tip and the handle, but they swept across, spread the mace in their hands, and escaped from the gun to survive. However, they were killed and were stepped onto their heads by subsequent cavalrymen.

"Prime Minister!"

The Jin army who surrounded Yue Yun had already understood: his commander was already dead!

The circular formation was now attracted by the central army, and most of the cavalry began to concentrate on the central army, and the circle was no longer round!

Beiwei Army emerged from the cocoon!

"Shirtful!"

On the city tower, the generals were happy and looked at Yue Fei, but they still saw their faces as heavy as water.

Wu Shu's vest was cold, and in the midsummer and during the war, it turned out to be cold behind him.

Lian Po is old!

The Xuanhua Axe in your hand is as heavy as a mountain, and it no longer has the heroic spirit of "searching mountains and checking the sea" back then!

"The Prime Minister is old and there seems to be no need to take any more risks! Just let us go!" Before leaving Bianliang, Han Chang's words were particularly in his ears, but he was already regretful at this time.

The troops behind them gradually moved closer, but the guns of flowers are like snow, and they are still not leaving, following closely behind!

"Stop him!"

Wu Shu only shouted in his heart, but couldn't make a sound.

How could this be what Marshal Dajindu could say?

What kind of marksmanship is this?

What kind of evil god is this?!

The guns and rods were raised at the same time, and three maces appeared in front of the spear at the same time!

"break!"

Three maces swung open at the same time, but one of the horses forced into Wushu and immediately hit the cavalry and the sticks!

"court death!"

He is indeed looking for death!

When the caltrop on the spear was used to open the mace, Yang Zaixing was shocked to find that the other party and the others came to him together.

In an instant, the spear tip pierced through the Jin General's body in the air, but it was unable to throw it away immediately!

"Bang!"

Just as he stopped, there was a loud tremor behind him, his chest became sweet, and a mace was hit on his back.

"roll!"

Putting aside the body, turning the spear, a non-standard back spear stabbed the Golden General on the left.

"Wu Shu!"

Where has Wushu gone?!

Fortunately! The flag is still ahead!
Chapter completed!