The cruel battle continued, and the soldiers from both sides shouted, shouted, screamed, and the cold big sword was constantly swung and put down. Every time they swung it was hope for life, and letting it go might be a gesture of farewell to the world.

The two equals the same force, and their grudges have been with each other for more than a hundred years. No one knows who can survive in this game. All they have to do is fight desperately. Only in this way can they become the phoenixes of rebirth of desire.

Xiao Yun fought for a while, and was already exhausted, but he couldn't stop. Even if there was a moment of pause, it would be fatal. In order to survive, he was obviously tired, but he just didn't dare to stop.

Here, no matter how high the martial arts are, they have lost their meaning. No matter how high the martial arts are, they will be a moment of hard work. They cannot withstand the long-term fighting of the army. Here, only brothers cooperate with each other and trust each other is the highest martial arts.

Touching the blood that solidified on his forehead because he had no time, Xiao Yun killed five Tartar cavalry in one breath, and then took advantage of the shocked Tartar soldiers to take advantage of the surprise, and glanced at the battlefield. Although the number of this temporary cavalry was not large, everyone held the great idea he proposed, and the situation in front of him was not at all at a disadvantage. However, the tragic scene made him even more interesting.

He had originally made up his mind that if he could fight in this battle, he would never be a hero. If he couldn't beat him, he would never be a hero. He might run away, maybe he wouldn't fight at all. But looking at the scenes in front of him, the thought in his heart had long disappeared. His beautiful wife at home, Xiaodie's white waist, Fang Taiping's wheat-colored thighs, Xie Lanlan's flat belly, Su Erxiao's round and big breasts, and the little princess's convex and convex figure did not appear at this moment. Some of them were just one sentence: "If you escape today, you are sorry not these brothers, but your conscience!"

"Brothers, kill with me!" The sound of shouting was heard through internal forces one by one, and the sound was like thunder.

"I didn't expect this guy to be a little bloody, and it was rare that he didn't escape in the battle?" Hua Yunlong, who was fighting not far away, glanced at Xiao Yun and nodded secretly. Because the Yuanyang formation was really unpredictable, and the vast territory of the city was wide, the Yuanyang formation formed in three to five was indeed the best formation against the Tartars. Although six thousand soldiers and horses were fighting against nearly 10,000 Tartars, after fighting for so long, not only did there be no major casualties, but also killed ordinary Tartar troops, which made the situation in front of him very beneficial. After hearing Xiao Yun's words, he gritted his teeth and said loudly: "Brothers, the Tartars are no longer able to do it, follow me to fight. Who dares to take a step back? Military law deal with it!

"Never retreat!" The six thousand soldiers shouted together, and the sound was like thunder.

"Although this Hua Yunlong is not very good, he is still quite reliable in fighting. I am afraid he will defend this battle?" He shouted again, raised his horse's reins and rushed into the enemy camp. The moon-knife cut out several rays of light, fighting like a tiger going down the mountain.

The Ming army's cavalry was temporarily formed, and the morale of this fighting was already declining. Xiao Yun shouted suddenly. He saw the commander rushing into the enemy like a wind, rushing left and right, and the enemy fell to the ground one after another. Everyone was excited. Seeing this, Xu Feng took advantage of the situation and shouted: "Kill--?" Then he waved his sword and followed Xiao Yun and rushed to the enemy camp.

The Ming army, inspired, had doubled its combat power. Although many of them were recruits who had just gone to the battlefield, none of them retreated, and none of them were afraid. Everyone waved their swords to fight. In this way, the two sides were hard to part with their killings under such night. For a moment, screams sounded again, and bright red blood flowed all over the ground. The killed war horses, the chopped battle flags, and the weapons thrown on the ground were also intertwined.

The Tatars had not many cavalry. They thought they had broken out by cavalry and then dragged the city gate with infantry. But they didn't expect that the other side had such a powerful cavalry. What they didn't expect was that these cavalry were more fierce and more desperate than them. No one retreated in the fight, and no one shouted for help. Only then did they realize that these southern barbarians were not the southern barbarians who had dispersed more than a hundred years ago, and they were no longer the southern barbarians who knew to surrender and cried and shouted for mercy. They became stronger and stronger than them.

They were going to part today, they were going to surrender, they were going to shout for forgiveness, they could hardly believe it, but all this was true, and they were surprised but had to admit the facts.

"Brothers, look at the Tartars. The Tartars are no longer able to do it - no, let's kill them - "Xiao Yun, who rushed to the front, knew the exquisiteness of Cao Kui's debate. The situation in front of him was no longer a war strategy or a competition of numbers. When it came to this point, it was based on momentum. This is the reason why the brave ones won when they met in the bottom lane. Whoever had the last momentum laughed, the final victory would belong to whom.

After a shout, Xiao Yun's Moon-Slaying Knife was unfolding one by one, and the sword techniques he danced came from all directions. Those Tartars had never seen such sword techniques. Before they came to their senses, they killed four Tartars under the horse in the blink of an eye. He had strong internal strength and had much longer strength than others. The battle was so fierce that he had the momentum of no one else in the world.

After a while, Mingjun realized that he waved his sword and rushed away. Mao Xiang and Xu Feng followed Xiao Yun, and hundreds of cavalry followed him, like a dragon entering the sea, driving straight into the enemy camp, as if the god of killing was as good as the sword light and sword shadow, invincible.

"I didn't expect General Xiao to be so powerful in the march and formation, even if he kills the enemy, he is so handsome. I have to admire him?" Geng Bingwen, who was busy, happened to see Xiao Yun's scene as if he was killing the gods, with a look of admiration on his face.

The Tartars have always been powerful cavalry. They had never encountered an enemy in the world. Today, they didn't expect that the emperor's loyal ministers jumped off the cliff and committed suicide by killing themselves in the southern barbarians. In less than a hundred years, they became so powerful that their aura even surpassed their ancestors. They were shocked when they suddenly heard Hua Yunlong not far away shouting: "Where to go, come and take your life!"

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