Fu Xueyi's ambition was too high. She crossed everyone and fought against Liu Zhenyue, the enemy's Grand Marshal, and fought together.

Yu Ruolin and Wu Chuan had to retreat. No one could die, and they could not make any mistakes.

Ouyang Zhanyun used a sword, but he could still cut off all the spears and spears attacking with one sword, and the sharp blade cut through the enemy's throat.

Su Guodong suddenly frowned, and there was an arrow on his back shoulder at some point, but he did not neglect the matter and continued to fight with his weapons.

Some soldiers who were directly cut through their belly seemed to not understand what pain was. The intestines that were steaming slowly left their bodies, but they still reached out to pull out their belts and stuffed them back into their belly, tied them up, and continued to take down their lives for fear of life. They all had their eyes red. Facing the more and more comrades died, they wanted to destroy all the resisters in one breath.

Xia Languo did not send the Marshal of Zhenguo, but the veteran general Wang Mingyi's ability was definitely not inferior to that of the Marshal. Xia Lan's army regarded the South Vietnamese army as their own people and their brothers to fight the enemy together. Seeing that Fu Xueyi and Liu Zhenyue had fought for nearly half a stick of incense, they could not decide the outcome, so they waved some soldiers to come forward to help.

"Be careful, Marshal!" Yu Ruolin was shocked, without thinking, pulled out his long sword and jumped forward, rode a war horse from even Nanyue, blocking Wang Mingyi's attack.

Liu Zhenyue did not expect that the young man who was fighting against him was so powerful that he was not under Ouyang Zhanyun and used all his skills to deal with it.

Fu Xueyi didn't expect that this man was so terrible. The people in the world who could fight him for a cup of tea were already amazing. They didn't have the intention to get involved with him for too long. They were more or less frivolous in their age relationship. They just slapped the horse and jumped up, trying to kick the man off the horse.

Liu Zhenyue actually did the same move at the same time, attacking both sides' chests one by one.

‘Bang bang!’

Two sounds, the two rolled to the ground. Fu Xueyi was shocked, turned over and continued to get on the horse. Her mouth bulged, and a mouthful of blood overflowed along the corners of her mouth. The rest were swallowed back into her stomach. When they met the opponent, they no longer underestimated the enemy. They treated the opponent as a wild wolf. They reached out to wipe the bloody red corners of their mouths and instantly rushed forward: "Ah!" They shouted and raised their silver spear and rushed over again.

Liu Zhenyue also squirted a mouthful of bright red and was dizzy, but he knew that even if he couldn't see anything, he could not stay for a while. God would not give him a chance to rest. Once he fell down, he would be killed by a random knife. He could only fight non-stop. There was no place to live here, either fight or die.

Ouyang Zhanyun was besieged by five powerful generals and tied.

Seeing that Su Guodong was getting more and more pressure, he decided to go straight into the enemy's barracks within a long time. The Nanyue army was obviously twice as strong as Bao Yue: "Brothers, keep killing, victory is ahead!"

The sound of war drums became more and more deafening, and the soldiers riding horses at the end waved the battle flags vigorously to inspire the morale of the army.

The smell of blood was very powerful, and it was hard to tell who was flowing out. The soldiers of Nanyue were also killed and injured, and they all hated them. The harder they tried, as if who killed the most was the last king.
Chapter completed!