The Yan army was surrounded by the Wei army. Although they showed enough tenacity and courage, and although the Wei army soldiers were shocked by their craziest fight, under the shouts of the Wei generals, after several retreaters were cut off by the Wei generals, the Wei army still plucked up the courage to fight. In the brutal battle between the two sides, the soldiers fell down one by one with howling...

Although the Yan army suffered a considerable loss, hundreds of people died in battle in a moment, their formation was not at all messy. They resisted the Wei army on both sides, and the Yan army behind them also advanced in battle and followed Han Mo forward.

Han Mo's body was covered with blood, as if it had been soaked in the sea of ​​blood. He himself didn't know whether he was injured, so he just advanced forward without moving forward.

At this time, no tactics are paid attention to. As he said, the brave will win when they meet on a narrow road, and the weak Yan army must show extraordinary courage.

His armor was already broken, and the armor in many places had even fallen off. Among the chaos, he was the most conspicuous person in the Yan army formation, so cold arrows and secret guns attacked him from time to time. However, neither cold arrows nor secret guns could penetrate his body. It was the protective armor on his body that worked.

After his wedding with Fan Xiaoqian, Old Lady Fan gave him a protective armor. If this armor meets a top master, it will naturally be difficult to resist the invasion of the master's energy and will not have much effect. However, on the battlefield, it is like a fish in water. It is used properly, and its protective effect will be greatly revealed.

He was like a tiger rushing into the flock of sheep, invincible. Although he was ruthless in killing, the Wei soldiers who were standing in front were also frightened, as if they had seen the ancient god of killing.

Zhu Xiaoyan protected Han Mo on the left side, and Wang Siyu protected him on the right side, but the two were extremely fierce. Wang Siyu's leg was shot twice, and he had already changed his weapons twice at this time, and they were all cut by the sword, so he snatched the weapons from the enemy soldiers and replaced them and killed them.

The way for the Yan army to advance was a Shura path paved with blood and corpses. The situation was unimaginable.

Killed a Wei soldier and saw a Wei soldier next to him holding a torch. Han Mo roared and swept across the blood copper stick. The Wei soldier knew Han Mo's strength. In horror, his hands were soft and the torch actually fell from his hand. When Han Mo saw that the blood copper stick was about to hit Wei soldier's head, he saw that his wrist turned, and the blood copper stick turned slanted upwards, lifting the falling torch. The torch flew straight out and landed on the top of a tent.

Soon, the tent began to burn.

Han Mo cheered up and rushed forward again. This time he saw another Wei soldier holding a torch. The blood copper stick swept left and right. Several Wei soldiers were terrified. However, Han Mo had already poked the copper stick out and pushed it to the throat of the Wei soldier holding a torch. A creaking sound was made. The Wei soldier's throat was actually poked out of a bleeding hole. Jueying under Han Mo's seat seemed to know the purpose of his master and rushed forward. Han Mo had already reached out to grab the torch and held it in his hand. Then he used all his strength to throw the torch towards the coach not far away.

The torch jumped into an arc in the air, and then it fell to the top of the camp's tent by a devil. The Wei soldiers around the camp shouted: "Take the torch quickly, take the torch quickly!"

When the soldiers behind Han Mo saw the fire, they immediately understood something. Many people immediately fought torches and threw them onto the camp tent.

Although the coach camp was not big, it was not low in height and could not climb up. In a moment, the coach camp's tent really started to burn. Soon, Han Mo finally saw a group of people coming out of the coach camp. He had a very good eye. Although he was in the chaos, he also saw five or six warriors in armor guarding a general wearing black armor coming out of the coach camp.

He was dancing with blood bronze sticks, and the screams behind him were heard constantly. He knew that the Yan army had suffered a lot of casualties under the siege of the Wei army. If Sima Haoyue could not be taken down as soon as possible and the fate of the entire army was destroyed was near.

He could even hear the sound of roars and fighting from Mantou Mountain, and knew that the 500 Yan soldiers who were left on the mountain as suspicious soldiers must be fighting bloody at this time.

It was a group of wounded soldiers. He could not imagine how long they could last when they faced the Shannan Army soldiers who were physically strong and good at mountain warfare.

Without much hesitation, Han Mo roared wildly and saw the black-armored general, and his voice was as bright as heaven: "Sima Haoyue, don't want to leave!"

He was in a siege at this time and could die under the swords and guns of the Wei army at any time. However, he angrily called Sima Haoyue not to leave. If it were ordinary people, he would probably cause bursts of ridicule.

But at this time no one felt ridiculed.

This shout seemed to be a roar from the soul, and gave the Wei army soldiers a shock to the soul.

Since his appearance, dozens of Wei soldiers have died in his hands, and the sounds shouted from his mouth are like the summoning of the god of death.

Under the burning camp, the black-armored general seemed to hear Han Mo's roar in the shocking fight. Under the escort of several armored warriors, he turned his eyes slowly.

Han Mo was still a little far away from the black-armored general, and could not see his face clearly, but when he saw him standing solemnly, he was not panicked, and he felt even more certain that the black-armored general in front of him must be Sima Haoyue.

He spent two days carefully observing the Wei Ying and finally determined Sima Haoyue's location. Now it seems that all this has not been in vain.

It was confirmed that the black-armored general was Sima Haoyue, and Han Mo's heart was filled with blood. He understood that whether he could survive if he could kill the head of the Wei army today.

He slapped his horse and shouted, "Jueying, rush up, let's rush up!" At this time, the eight stick Technique was used, and the blood copper stick weighed thousands of pounds. Wherever he passed, there were screaming and blood mist splattering.

Seeing Han Mo advancing quickly and approaching Sima Haoyue, a general in the Wei army finally found something was wrong and immediately shouted: "Stop him, don't let him get closer!"

As he spoke, a huge general suddenly came to the Wei army. He was over two meters tall and covered in gray-brown armor, like an ancient giant. The weapon he used in his hand suddenly became an extremely thick wolf tooth and a huge stick.

The wolf tooth giant stick is actually not a weapon in the Central Plains, but was originally transmitted from the Northern Barbarians.

The Northern Barbarians are much taller and stronger than those of the Central Plains, and there are also many people with huge sizes. Ordinary swords and guns are no longer suitable for use, so most of the Northern Barbarians' army are weapons with extremely strong attack power such as copper hammers and maces.

After being introduced to Middle-earth, some powerful generals also like to use this weapon.

This time, the one who came to meet was the number one general under Sima Haoyue. He had been following Sima Haoyue and saw Han Mo killing people in the Wei army formation, invincible. He could no longer help but waved his wolf teeth and sticks, and came forward like a giant in the prehistoric world.

Although this person is not good at commanding wars, he is indeed a fierce general on the battlefield. He has always been the leader of the personal soldiers around Sima Haoyue.

His steps were like thunder. The Wei army had already been killed by Han Mo and others. Naturally, the Wei soldiers did not know that Han Mo was wearing protective armor. Seeing that he was invulnerable to swords and guns, they thought there were other reasons, and they were all scattered. At this time, the strongest general of the formation went to fight. There was a sudden burst of joy in the Wei army formation, and they shouted in unison: "Lianzhitong, Lianzhitong..."

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Han Mo was in the blood and fire, and saw the Wei soldiers standing in front of him dispersing. Then he saw a wolf-toothed giant two meters high like an ancient giant. He rushed over and saw the huge body. Han Mo was also secretly frightened. He heard the cheers and shouts in the Wei army formation, and knew that the giant general in front of him was definitely not an ordinary person.

Wang Siyu, who was following Han Mo, had already said in a deep voice: "General, be careful, this manpower is extremely powerful, and you should not be underestimated!"

Lian Zhitong made a beast-like roar, and he had already rushed up. He was tall and Han Mo was riding on the horse, but he was not taller than him. He saw Lian Zhitong holding the wolf teeth with both hands and the stick, which had already smashed down from the air.

Almost all Wei soldiers thought that as long as Han Mo did not dodge, he would definitely be smashed into meat paste with his men and horses.

Han Mo felt that the mace had not arrived, but the turbulent wind had already flown. At this time, he could indeed slide off the horse with his agility and avoid the giant stick, but he knew very well that once he dismounted, Jueying would definitely be killed by this stick.

Although Lian Zhitong was roaring, Han Mo also let out a deafening roar. He held the blood copper stick left and right with both hands, and met horizontally, and wanted to use the blood copper stick to block Lian Zhitong's stick.

The soldiers from both sides who were near Han Mo and Lian Tong forgot to fight for a moment, looking at this battle that looked extremely different from the outside.

"choke!"

A harsh sound rang out on the chaotic battlefield.

The mace, with the thunderous force, slammed hard on the blood copper stick. The Yan army soldiers who could see this scene couldn't help but turn their heads, unable to bear to see Han Mo die under this huge stick.

"Look!" Someone suddenly said among the Yan army: "The general is blocking it!"

Everyone saw that although Lian Zhitong's stick was extremely powerful and smashed it hard, Han Mo actually blocked it with a blood copper stick.

To everyone's eyes, this is simply a miracle.

But Han Mo himself knew the power of this stick. His hands had been shattered and blood was overflowing. The moment the giant stick fell, it had already sank down.
Chapter completed!