"Captain, there are enemy troops in the south too!!!"

"What!"

When Wei Tong heard the shouting, he suddenly turned around and found that the already quiet south side was suddenly filled with dust again, and there were faint figures looming in it.

After a while, a group of tough knights rushed over.

The leader was wearing black iron armor and was obviously a general. The nearly 500 cavalrymen behind him were also wearing black iron armor.

Obviously, these are the elite of Zhang Fei's men.

"It's Zhang Fei!!!" Wei Tong exclaimed.

He immediately gave a loud order: "Rear team, line up to meet the enemy, hurry up!"

The soldiers in the rear also saw the enemy in the south, but many of these people were new recruits and were already frightened and overwhelmed. They looked at me and me, but they all forgot to execute the order. The team was in a panic, as if it were usual.

I have forgotten all the training stuff...

"Brother, I will resist Zhang Fei!" Song Ya responded loudly when he saw the confusion among the soldiers, and then quickly moved to the south with his veterans.

Wei Tong saw the emergency and said in a deep voice: "Be careful!"

Song Ya came to the middle of the soldiers in the south and shouted loudly: "The enemy is coming, why are you so stunned!!!"

"Line up to meet the enemy! Anyone who hesitates will be killed!" Song Ya shouted again. Seeing a recruit who was still in a daze, Song Ya went up and kicked him on the butt.

Only then did the frightened recruits come to their senses. They panicked and formed a wall of soldiers, pointing their spears at the enemy.

The enemy troops are getting closer and closer, becoming more and more clear in their eyes, and the fear in many people's hearts is getting deeper and deeper.

Song Ya's palms were also covered in sweat. Facing the elites led by the best generals in the enemy camp, it was impossible not to be afraid.

Zhang Fei asked two thousand soldiers to feint attack from the north to attract Wei Tong's attention, and then led the remaining five hundred most elite troops to detour to the south. Waiting for the two sides to fight and having no time to worry about the south, he suddenly launched an attack to attack the rear of Wei Tong's army.

These people are all veterans who have followed Zhang Fei for many years. They are all experienced and powerful soldiers. To Wei Tong and his fifteen hundred people, they are like a group of hungry lions.

The moment Zhang Fei's cavalry crashed into the formation, time seemed to be frozen, the sound suddenly stopped, and everyone's movements seemed to be frozen. The expressions of the enemy soldiers were excited and ferocious, as if they were feasting diners rushing into the banquet. In the air

Splattered sawdust, blood, broken weapons, flying heads and stumps, and the frightened expressions before death were intertwined together, like paintings made of death collages.

The frozen time suddenly seemed to return to normal, with screams, horses neighing, and the harsh sound of weapons scraping against bones. The most obvious thing was the rolling thunder and dust when thousands of horses stepped on the ground, like a huge wave sweeping everything.

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The enemies who attacked the northeast and northwest corners quickly retreated when they saw the main force arriving. Their mission was completed, and they began to merge into the attack group in the south. The crossbow knights at the beginning also left and returned, constantly coming back.

Wei Tong's camp circled around and fired arrows.

Zhang Fei took the lead, stabbing left and right with a spear, and each time a soldier was knocked over. When his soldiers saw how brave their leader was, they all rushed to be first. It seemed that if they were slow to strike, all the enemies would be killed.

The knights suddenly separated and cut Wei Tong's formation into several pieces like tofu. The surrounded soldiers were thrown into pieces like a millstone. Countless Cao Junxin

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The soldiers were frightened and abandoned their weapons in a panic. Some took the opportunity to escape, and some knelt down and surrendered.

Song Xin widened his eyes and looked at Zhang Fei, who was like a god of war, as if he was in a deserted place in his formation. Before, this man was so elegant, and he even talked about historical allusions with him. Is this still the same person?

Although Song Ya resisted with all his strength, it was of no use... He was gradually surrounded. When the enemy found out that he was the commander, several people immediately surrounded him. The recruits around Song Ya were harvested like wheat.

They were chopped down one after another. Although the last few veterans resisted desperately, they were quickly killed.

"Brother!!!" Wei Tong exclaimed when he saw Song Ya in danger. Song Xin heard the movement and looked back, suddenly breaking out in a cold sweat.

At this time, Song Ya's right chest was pierced by a spear. Then an enemy soldier stepped on Song Ya's chest and pulled out the spear...

A line of blood splashed out, drawing a sad arc in the rising sun.

Song Ya didn't seem to believe all this, he looked at the other person blankly, his body slumped down, and he fell backward, raising a cloud of dust.

In his hand, he still held a diamond talisman that he had not had time to use...

"Brother..." Tears welled up in Song Xin's eyes, and his steel teeth of hatred almost crushed him. He rushed over with a quick stride, and Zhang Hu and others were stunned. Why did this kid run away!? They hurriedly followed him.

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By this time, the two armies had fallen into a melee, and their lines were in complete chaos.

Looking at Song Xin again, he shouted, and like a snake, he dodges and jumps left and right in the army, dodging countless open and hidden arrows, and finally rushes to Song Ya's side. At this time, the enemy soldier who pierced Song Ya's chest was about to

I want to cut off Song Ya's head.

"elder brother..."

Song Xin's eyes were about to burst, and he roared angrily. He spotted the soldier who stabbed Song Ya, and faced him with his sword. In the blink of an eye, the man's head was separated. Immediately afterwards, several enemy soldiers who were stunned were killed.

They also swarmed up and stabbed Song Xin indiscriminately.

But they only felt as if they were stabbed in fine iron, and their swords and spears had been broken. Song Xin slowly raised his head like an angry beast.

These enemy soldiers felt as if they were being stared at by a giant beast from the abyss. They felt a chill from the inside out, and they were too frightened to step forward.

"If you dare to hurt my brother, you all will die!!"

Song Xin's figure flashed, and after several rays of silver-white sword light, several trembling headless corpses collapsed.

Song Xin was furious. He wanted to kill all these people, including Zhang Fei and all his men, even if they were hit by thunder. He gradually became crazy, and people fell with every blow. Gradually, people fell under him.

Beside them, there were nearly dozens of people lying down. Some of his own recruits were unable to dodge, but Song Xin also killed a few of them.

Seeing this scene, not only the enemy troops, but also his own people were frightened. Song Xin was like a man standing in the center of a crop circle, except that the things lying around him were not wheat, but dead bodies. Zhang Fei

The soldiers just surrounded him, and no one dared to step forward.

"Song Xin, don't kill!" Xiaoyu suddenly shouted.

"Your luck... luck!"

With this reminder, Song Xin realized that he had lost control of his emotions. He glanced at the space in "Jade Seal Record" and found that his luck had dropped by ten points, and now he only had twenty-one points left.

Song Xin looked blank, stared at the enemy troops around him, and picked up Song Ya. None of the enemies dared to stop him.

At this time, there were fewer and fewer people around Wei Tong.

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The cart slowly retreated to defend itself. In the end, only a few hundred soldiers were still resisting, 50% of whom were veterans. Of course, Song Xin and his soldiers still had twelve people alive, and they were also around Wei Tong.

Zhang Fei's soldiers surrounded these hundreds of people.

"Xian brother, it seems that we still failed to see Zhang Fei's plan. I didn't expect that Zhang Yide was so powerful and even harmed Brother Song Ya." Wei Tong said sadly.

"It's all my fault..." Song Xin felt very guilty. He was trying his best to use spiritual energy to help Song Ya heal and seal the wound.

He warned Wei Tong that the enemy would be in the north. As a result, the north, east and west were full of suspected soldiers, the north was a feint attack, and the dust in the south was not a suspected soldier, but a real sword that sealed his throat. Zhang Fei is really a world-famous general, and on the battlefield

The emperor was so deceitful and scheming that Wei Tong was fooled.

"If Zhang Fei's plan is easily seen through by you, you will not be called an enemy by military advisor Xun." Wei Tong comforted Song Xin.

"Brother Song Ya, you and I will die here together today!"

"Okay, if brother dies, I, Song Xin, will not live alone. I will die before leaving the army!" Wei Tong's words aroused Song Xin's inner pride, and he said loudly.

At this moment, Zhang Fei shouted loudly, "What a man who died before he left the army! Is there Yingchuan Wei Ziming in front of us?" This shout made all the soldiers who were fighting stop.

"That's right." Wei Tongce immediately stepped forward and replied.

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When he saw Song Xin, a smile seemed to flash across his eyes, and he didn't look at him again.

"Zhang Yide has heard about Yingchuan Hero for a long time, and I don't want you and I to meet under such circumstances today." Zhang Fei laughed loudly.

"People say that Zhang Yide can defeat ten thousand people. Wei Ziming has learned the general's wisdom and martial arts today. He first exhausted our army and then created doubts about the formation, which made me make a mistake in judgment. But today, I, Wei Ziming, will not surrender. Zhang Yide, dare to fight with Wei Ziming

Fight?"

Wei Tong knew that the opponent's sudden stop of attack and his intention to answer was simply to persuade him to surrender. However, he had received great favor from Xun Lingjun and the Prime Minister, so how could he surrender?

"Hahaha, good. As expected, Wei Ziming is heroic. I, Zhang Yide, admire heroes the most in my life. Although you, Wei Ziming, are only a captain, you are worthy of fighting with me."

"All the troops are ordered to retreat fifty steps. Zhang Yide will capture you alive today." Zhang Fei pointed at Wei Tong and laughed boldly.

"Old Zhang, I'm trying to save you some face. I heard that Wei Ziming's swordsmanship is unparalleled in the world. Zhang wants to learn from him today. Fighting on horseback or on foot is up to you. I, Zhang Fei, will accompany you."

"General Yide, Wei Ziming has abandoned the sword and used the sword. Now that you and I are generals, we can fight on horseback." Wei Ziming was not timid at all.

"Okay, okay, okay, Zhang Yide admires Wei Ziming's heroic spirit." Zhang Fei shouted three times.

After saying that, the two generals rode forward, cupped their hands with each other and said:

"Yingchuan Wei Ziming!"

"Zhang Yide from Yan!"

After exchanging names, the two rode away from each other, turned their horses' heads and stood still. They looked at each other, but neither one made the first move.

There was silence on the battlefield, with only the dead grass blown up by the morning wind floating between the two people...
Chapter completed!