Xiao Yun was about to rush forward by wielding his sword, but suddenly he was pulled by Mao Xiang and said, "Big Brother is the commander of the army. The three armies must not be without commanders, and brother must not make mistakes. Is this guy who charges, please do it for me?"

"You guy is on the road!" Xiao Yun didn't politely hold back the horse's reins, and just waved the moon knife to shout to the soldiers behind him.

Mao Xiang carried a machete and rushed forward with the reins of the horse. The Ming army, who were red-eyed, followed one after another, and Wang Ming's deputy general and the remaining thousands of soldiers followed closely behind.

Xiao Yun walked in the middle of the horse, and asked for a big bow from the archer. Three feather arrows rode the horse and rushed towards Wang Baobao from the crowd.

After the encouragement just now, and Mao Xiang was rushing forward, tens of thousands of troops shouted and galloped towards Wang Baobao and others, and the formation was extremely terrifying.

Han Zha'er had never seen such a big battle before, and was very scared. He kept urging the light cavalry in front of him to break through quickly. The Ming army surrounded him seemed to know that now was the best time to kill the Tartars. In the past, when he saw the Tartar cavalry, the Ming army, who was somewhat afraid of the Tartar cavalry, was not afraid of these cavalry for the first time today, and intercepted them desperately. For a moment, the two sides were in a difficult position to part with each other.

"Haha--Dog Tartar, you dare to shoot your Grandpa Wang. Today is your death date?" Wang Ming took the lead and rushed towards Wang Baobao with a machete.

Mao Xiang, who followed, was surprised to see the reckless man so bold, and said to himself: "This General Wang is really brave. Wang Baobao is the commander of the army. Needless to say, his deputy generals beside him are all first-class masters. Now they are guarded by dozens of cavalry. How can you kill such a strict guard alone?" He was anxious and kept shouting: "General Wang is dangerous in front of him, so you should not be reckless, or reckless?"

Wang Ming was excited, and he could not hear it. In addition, the whistling sounds were constantly on the field, and he never heard Mao Xiang's shouts. He laughed a few times, swung the machete in his hand several times in the air, and ran away desperately to Wang Baobao.

Mao Xiang cursed inwardly, not wanting to pay attention to it, but thinking that he is now a soldier in the camp, he gritted his teeth and said, "Forget it, forgot, I will die today, I will save you!" He quickly followed him with the reins.

The group went very quickly, and in a short while, they had already entered the encirclement. Wang Ming shouted loudly and waved his knife to slash directly at Wang Baobao.

Han Zar, beside Wang Baobao, was escorting Wang Baobao in front of him. Seeing Wang Ming waving his big knife, he snorted coldly and said, "Looking for death!" The waist knife in his hand attacked at an extremely fast speed, facing Wang Ming's big machete.

"when!"

A sound of weapons intersecting, followed by a spark. Wang Ming was extremely powerful. The sword was extremely powerful. The sword was extremely powerful. Han Zha'er slashed and suddenly his right hand holding the sword numb. He was secretly surprised and said to himself: "I didn't expect that there was such a powerful figure among the Southern Barbarians?" The two personal guards beside him saw that the commander hesitated and saw that Wang Ming was coming fiercely. They were too busy to breathe, and they waved the knife left and right and slashed. They were frustrated and were holding their breath. Seeing the two Tartars assassinated, they laughed and shouted: "It's good to come, see how your grandpa Wang captured and killed you!"

He shouted loudly, swung a machete and aimed at a Tartar soldier on the left to kill him. The Tartars were not his opponent. He hurriedly raised his single sword to resist, but he didn't know that the guy had a very strong force. The two swords quickly touched, sparks flashed, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of the Tartars' mouth. He was shocked by this knife. Wang Ming laughed twice, and on one side, avoided the attack of the Tartars on the left, and fought with the machete with his left hand, and also slashed out with one knife.

, hit the Tartar's chest, and the blade went straight into the chest. The Tartar didn't even hum, and fell off his horse and killed two personal soldiers in a row. The other personal soldiers were forced by his power and were immediately panicked. Wang Ming smiled proudly, lifted the reins of the horse, and was about to take advantage of the chaos, but suddenly stepped forward. Wang Ming was shocked in his heart. He turned his head and saw that it was Mao Xiang. He immediately breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Brother Mao, this Tartar's martial arts are rare and ordinary, so it's not worth worrying. Let's see if I kill you?"

Mao Xiang was shocked and hurriedly said, "General Wang must not, then Wang Baobao—?" Before he finished speaking, he saw Wang Ming carrying a machete and rushing forward with a horse reins.

Mao Xiang gritted his teeth and cursed, shouting anxiously behind him: "General Wang, come back quickly! Don't be reckless, be careful to lose your life!"

Wang Ming laughed after hearing this and said, "Brother Mao is too worried. These Tartars are scared. It's nothing. Let's see how I will take the head of their necks?" After saying that, he ignored Mao Xiang and swung the machete and took Wang Baobao straight. The personal guards beside Wang Baobao were shocked when they saw someone coming. They hurriedly stepped forward and wanted to intercept them. Wang Ming laughed up to the sky. The machete danced like the wind. The blade went over and killed the three people. Taking advantage of the fact that the personal guards of the Tartars were not enough to go forward to make up for their positions, he shouted, sat down and jumped up, and took advantage of the momentum to rush.

The personal guards on the horses were not that bad. First, they didn't expect a southern barbarian to be so bold. Second, Wang Ming's surprise attack was too fast. Several personal guards did not react for a while and saw a man, a horse, and a machete, rushing to Wang Baobao's horse with a signature shout.

"Protect the General——?" The Mongolian guards were in a panic.

Haha—Haha—Wang Baobao, today is your death. Let me, Wang Ming, take your head?" Wang Ming shouted and drove his horse to kill Wang Baobao.

"General Wang, General Wang should not be reckless, come back quickly-?" Mao Xiong's cry came faintly behind him.

Wang Mingli ignored it, saw Wang Baobao where he was, and shouted, and raised the machete in his hand high, and turned around twice in the night sky, making a sound. When he arrived in front of Wang Baobao, the dancing machete took advantage of the opportunity to slash Wang Baobao's right shoulder. Wang Baobao snorted coldly from his nose, a hint of contempt appeared in his eyes, lifted the reins of the horse, and shouted softly: "Helping!" The horse was very spiritual, and his two front feet were raised high, and a neighing sound. In the darkness, Wang Baobao could only hear his cold voice: "Incompetent people, seeking death!"

A tall black shadow suddenly leaned back and followed a white light to the sky. He heard a "kneel" sound, sparks flashing. Wang Ming's body trembled and almost fell off his horse's back. He couldn't help but be stunned. Then he laughed and said, "Okay, okay, this is fun?"

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When I woke up on Sunday morning, I saw that the monthly ticket was blasted again. It was really a headache. If you give me the monthly ticket at the end of the month, please give me it!

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