The barbarians are natural warriors. They are very strong and brave, and they are quite powerful even when they are dismounted.

As the saying goes, a good tiger cannot stop a pack of wolves.

This is a huge disparity between a pair of fifty!

They know that Guan Ning is brave, but what if something unexpected happens?

Everyone tried their best to dissuade him, but they all thought it was too risky. They could imagine how crazy these barbarians would be during the battle, and they would definitely kill King Zhenbei at all costs.

"fine."

Guan Ning said: "Give them the weapons."

"Give back the weapons?"

Everyone was shocked again.

They thought that when they proposed a pair of fifty, the barbarians were unarmed... Wouldn't it be more dangerous if they were given weapons?

The sword has no eyes, even rescue may be too late!

"No, absolutely not!"

Pang Qingyun said hurriedly: "You must not compete with them. You are the noble King of Zhenbei. They are just prisoners. Just kill them."

"I must defeat them today!"

Guan Ning also got angry.

"Get ready now!"

"Your Majesty?"

"Go quickly, don't you listen to what I say?"

Guan Ning's attitude was firm, and everyone had no choice but to execute it.

"Hurry up and get fifty people here, don't waste time!"

There were too many barbarian prisoners, and they were all vying for opportunities at this moment. However, one barbarian seemed to have a very high status. He designated warriors to participate in the competition, including himself, a total of fifty warriors.

The venue was quickly vacated, and there were Zhenbei Army onlookers around, and more and more people were surrounding them.

The king of Zhenbei fought against fifty people, which was really exciting.

There was a large circle of people around, including barbarian prisoners of course!

"Be prepared on your side. If the prince is in danger, rescue him immediately!"

Pang Qingyun ordered a group of crossbowmen.

"Don't worry!"

The whole place was silent, everyone held their breath, and there was excitement in their eyes.

Competitions and battles are common in the military, but there has never been a competition with such a disparity!

Especially the identities of both parties add to the credibility.

Fifty barbarians were brought to the field, and the weapons scattered on the ground were their usual sabers.

"Take up your weapons."

"arms?"

"And weapons?"

The barbarian warriors were also a little sluggish, they didn't even think about letting them use weapons.

Immediately, everyone looked ecstatic and hurriedly picked it up. The weapon was in their hands and their aura was different.

In their opinion, the Zhenbei King was too young, and perhaps he was so crazy because he wanted to show off.

Isn't this just seeking death?

They looked at each other and confirmed what they were thinking.

Seize the opportunity and kill the King of Zhenbei at any cost!

Although they will definitely die, it is worth it!

"Kill him!"

"Kill him!"

The surrounding barbarian captives roared excitedly.

At this time, the barbarians in the field moved. They did not swarm indiscriminately, but spread out to form an encirclement, with Guan Ning in the center!

The selected barbarians are all tall and strong. In comparison, Guan Ning looks thin. The difference is too obvious...

It’s really unimaginable how you can win in this situation!

"Your Majesty is really fooling around, how can you survive this fight?"

"It's enough to compete with bare hands. We also gave them weapons. It's really..."

The officers and soldiers of the Zhenbei Army all looked nervous. From this point of view, Guan Ning in the field was like a sheep being attacked by a pack of wolves, with no chance of survival!

The barbarian prisoners also stopped shouting, and everyone focused their eyes on the field. They held their breath and did not dare to blink for fear of missing something...

The eyes of the barbarian warriors were fixed on Guan Ning, like wolves staring at their prey.

However, Guan Ning's expression did not change at all, nor did he move his steps. He held the big knife in one hand in a defensive posture.

If nothing else, this kind of magnanimity is extraordinary...

The atmosphere was extremely solemn!

"kill!"

Just then, a barbarian yelled, and everyone moved!

They held big swords in both hands and moved forward. They soon arrived in front of Guan Ning, and at the same time dozens of big swords came down from all around!

At this moment, Guan Ning moved his right leg back, his body into a half-crouching position, and at the same time raised the big knife in his hand to resist!

"Ding dong!"

A sharp sound of metal and iron echoed to the surroundings, and sparks flew out the moment it touched!

This scene is shocking to watch.

A drop of cold sweat fell from Pang Qingyun's forehead. His mouth was slightly open and he almost ordered to be shot. It was too dangerous.

Everyone around him held his breath and stared.

The barbarians in the field all held their swords with both hands and pressed down!

At the same time, so many people exerted their strength. The strength was beyond imagination, causing Guan Ning's knife to be pressed down continuously, his legs to bend, and his waist to bow.

Since practicing the mysterious technique, his strength has been growing. He doesn't know to what extent it has reached. This is the first time it has reached its limit!

"ah!"

The veins on his forehead popped out, and he let out a loud roar. The accumulated strength suddenly exploded, and all the weapons pressing on his sword bounced away. With this, the barbarian warriors were also knocked to the ground like flowers!

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Guan Ning stepped forward to the left and slashed directly with the sword. The five barbarians closest to him had not yet stood firm and could not react in time. The tip of the sword scratched their abdomens, and blood spurted out.

People die immediately!

It seems like a long time, but actually it only lasts a moment.

Everyone's eyelids twitched. No one expected that Guan Ning could withstand the pressure and break free in that situation!

The barbarians in the field were stunned for a moment, but Guan Ning remained calm.

He seized the opportunity and swung his sword out, killing two people again!

"The King of Zhenbei is mighty!

"The King of Zhenbei is mighty!"

The situation turned around. Seven barbarian warriors were killed in a short confrontation. The officers and soldiers of the Zhenbei Army roared excitedly!

The blood is boiling!

But the barbarian captives remained silent. Anyone else would never be able to stop them in the situation just now.

And this King of Zhenbei not only blocked it, but also broke away!

Maybe he is not a superior, but he is confident in his own strength.

There's still a chance!

Even if seven people died, there were still forty-three people, and the gap was still huge!

"Kill him!"

"Kill him!"

The barbarian captives outside the field were also shouting to strengthen their own momentum!

"Come die!"

The battle in the field had just begun. A barbarian took the initiative to attack Guan Ning with cruelty in his eyes.

He held the saber in both hands and stabbed straight at him. Guan Ning reversed his wrist and turned the blade of the sword upright, causing the enemy's saber to pass against his blade.

Shit!

A harsh sound sounded. At this time, Guan Ning used his strength to lift the knife, but instantly a line of blood appeared in the middle of his body. His face still maintained the same expression as before, but his body fell straight down!

Another person died.

At this moment, three more sabers struck at him at awkward angles.
Chapter completed!