The Lord was killed!!

How huge the blow to morale will be if you were killed in a meeting.

The Wei Rong Army suddenly burst into cheers, and all the knights' morale surged at that moment, and they stabbed the lost wolf-fanged army knights in one go!

The three thousand wolf-toothed cavalry fell into decline in an instant. They were killed by more than a thousand Wei Rong cavalry, and for a moment, the horses were neighing and the people screamed. Many wolf-toothed cavalry were suppressed and retreated step by step.

Yang Zheng's eyes were withdrawn from the sky, and the deep holes of his empty eye sockets were shining red, and the fierce horses under his feet were restlessly pausing their horse's hooves.

He slammed the spear and pulled and pulled his right hand around his waist. White light flashed, and Dekun's head had fallen into his palm. Yang Zheng tied his head to the side of his horse. He pulled out the spear, threw away Dekun's headless body, and grabbed the horse's belly. The fierce horse, which had been restless, neighed wildly, rushed out and crashed into the wolf-fanged army.

The spear swept across the crowd fiercely and stabbed straight, and there was no general under his command.

Yang Zheng was covered in blood, like a demon king walking out of a pool of blood, with murderous auras everywhere, and the wolf-toothed army around him had already been scared by him and was terrified.

His huge spear head seemed to have a force of ten thousand pounds. Every time he hit the straight barrel, he used a shield to block the wolf teeth, but he still stabbed a huge hole in his arms, not to mention that the fierce horse was manic. Every time he kicked out his front hoof, the knights in front flew backwards. In the chaotic and crazy killing field, falling off the horse was almost dead, and he would suffer the misfortune of trampling thousands of hoofs.

The killing sound was tragic.

After all, the Wolf Tooth Army had a huge advantage in terms of numbers, and it was Qiu Yuanshan's most elite personal guard.

After a bloody blow to Wei Rong Qianqi, he gradually gained a foothold, and more than two thousand cavalry remained in a semi-encircled shape, clamping Wei Rong Qianqi in the middle and fighting against each other.

Both sides suffered casualties and were inseparable from each other.

Only Yang Zheng gradually rushed into the Wolf Tooth Army, and the one who blocked it was invincible.

There were countless free spots of light in his eyes.

Yang Zheng, who is highly focused on his spirit, easily sees through everyone's flaws.

The spear was like breaking through those light spots and reaping the lives of the Wolf Tooth Army.

More and more wolf-fanged troops came, trying to gain more people to waste him to death.

Several spears were stabbed, and Yang Zheng waved the huge iron shield and swept away all the spears. At the same time, he used a five-meter iron spear to penetrate the abdomen of a wolf-fang army on the right. He roared, and the iron spear led the man to sweep a semicircle. The wolf-fang army was thrown out vigorously. He had no idea how many shots he had on his body. After falling out, he hit several people again.

Yang Zheng was killing wildly, his eyes were red, and he couldn't tell whether the blood of the enemy or his own blood was splashed. He had fallen into a strange killing realm, and the retention of life in this realm was so unsightly.

The skeleton mask has become a nightmare in the eyes of the Wolf Tooth Army and the spokesperson for death.

The blood-colored man and his horse rushed back and forth among the enemy troops, splitting the gullies like plowing the ground.

Qiu Yuanshan stood at the top of the chariot, looking at the battlefield where the sound of killing sounds shook the sky.

Countless dust and screams, the strong sunlight in the sky was already blocked. He could not see the situation on the battlefield, but he still felt that the war was so tragic. It was not the one-sided situation he imagined. After the Three Thousand Wolf Tooth Army collided with the Wei Rong cavalry, they did not move a step, and were in a stalemate with the Wei Rong army in the middle of the battlefield.

If the two soldiers had the same number of people, Qiu Yuanshan would never be dissatisfied with the current situation.

However, the number of our own side is at least three times that of the other side, and they are all the most elite Wolf Tooth Army. Regardless of the combat power and equipment of the soldiers, they are the best in the entire army.

How could the Wei Rong Army fight with the Langya Army with only one thousand people?

A faint uneasiness lingered in his heart.

Just when I was a little dissatisfied, I suddenly became violently rioted in a place in the battle formation ahead.

Yang Zheng has already killed to the brink of the Wolf Tooth Army.

There were more than fifty soldiers who died under him along the way, and the heavy spear began to bend.

Seeing that there were only more than ten cavalry left in front of him, the Wei Rong Army faced more than three times the enemy, and both physical strength and energy were already close to the brink of exhaustion.

It's time.

He whistled to the sky!

The guards and Rong soldiers who heard his whistle suddenly seemed to have taken stimulants. The already weak arms burst out with astonishing power again. In the dark, the Wolf Tooth Army's encirclement was knocked to disperse.

At this moment, Yang Zheng suddenly threw out the spear in his hand.

The spear was filled with a fiery red luster, and it flew out like lightning, and the air was torn to lightning.

The gun body directly penetrated through the three cavalry blocking Yang Zheng, breaking a bloody road. When Yang Zheng grabbed the horse's belly, the violent horse instantly rushed out several meters, kicked his hind legs hard, and the whole horse soared into the air, crossed five meters away, knocking open the last barrier of the Wolf Tooth Army, without leaving for a moment, and rushed towards the Wolf Army's garrison three miles away again.

As the high speed was running, the strong wind rushed towards us, the fierce horses danced wildly, and each person rode on the vast plain became a little faster.

And before the black spots, a black army of 50,000 wolves stood.

Scarlett stood on the Yulong Mountain sentry tower, and was also shocked by Yang Zheng's crazy actions at this moment, and his fists were clenched tightly.

What is this guy going to do? Is he going to die?

Without thinking, Scarlett had already flew out of the sky, flashing out of the Jade Dragon Camp like a purple cloud, floating down the mountain. Although the Temple and Yunzhongcheng had an agreement and could not intervene in mainland disputes, Yang Zheng was the candidate for the "Holy Sword Knight" he selected, so how could he die in vain?

Now, Scarlett doesn't care about breaking the rules.

On the contrary, taking advantage of the moment when the Wolf Tooth Army was frightened by Yang Zheng's crazy actions, all the guards and cavalrymen frantically broke out and retreated towards Yulong Mountain.

Because he approached the foot of the mountain, the Weirong cavalry retreated very quickly, but the Wolf-fang army was in the middle. I don’t know whether to chase the cavalry team or to encircle and suppress Yang Zheng, who was about to rush to his base camp.

Scarlett rushed down the mountain quickly. Her speed was amazingly fast. She quickly ran into the first Weirong cavalry who rushed back to the foot of Yulong Mountain and pulled him off the horse. Scarlett masked coldly and said coldly: "You general rushed towards the enemy's base camp alone. As a subordinate, he dared to run back. Damn!"

The cavalry did not dare to resist this beautiful woman who had been wandering around the general.

The cavalry who was pulled off the horse by Scarlett snorted in pain: "It's not like this. The general agreed to us before going down the mountain. Later, he issued a secret code. When we broke through, he rushed forward. He said that he had his own way to escape, and we dared not to obey the general's orders."

Scarlett let go of the soldier's neck. Looking at the battlefield, the wolf-toothed soldiers turned their horses and chased Yang Zheng. For a while, they covered the smoke and dust of the sky, and Scarlett could no longer see Yang Zheng.

Yang Zheng, are you blinded by hatred?

Yang Zheng had already crossed two miles away, and the 100,000 troops of Wei Rong were right in front of him, with the flag of sheng and horses flying, and the strong military appearance made Yang Zheng look more like a moth that was blowing into a fire.

"Oh my God!" The wolf soldiers saw the cavalry rushing towards him clearly and exclaimed in surprise.

This shout contained a lot of surprise, unbelievable.

Who would have thought that someone would dare to break into an army of 100,000 alone?

But this impossible scene appeared in front of him. Yang Zheng's eyes suddenly confronted a huge chariot in the middle of countless armies. The flags near the chariot were larger and higher, and they were dancing in the wind. The huge character "Qiu" on it and the symbol of the evil wolf on the Sheng flag all declared that it was the commander of the wolf army.

The huge shield array in front of the chariot immediately gathered, because the direction of Yang Zheng's crazy breach was undoubtedly the location of the chariot.

Qiu Yuanshan stared at the fast approaching horse, his eyes flashing.

Shooting out a terrifying cold light.

The man's skeleton mask on the horse was flickering in the sun, and Qiu Yuanshan's eyes widened angrily. He wanted to see what this arrogant and arrogant man was going to do?

Countless cavalry surged out from the flanks, preparing to double-team the man, but behind him were the wolf-tooth cavalry who were chasing back.

No matter how you look at it, Yang Zheng is already in desperate situations.

When the distance reached three hundred meters, he burst into laughter.

He bit off the silver gloves in his right hand, and a stream of blood immediately rushed into his mind, bloodshot filled his eyes.

Yang Zheng pulled out a giant bow more than one meter long from his back. The black iron bow body and the bow string as thick as a little finger made the bow look thick as a "shrinkable" siege spear. He saw him pulling out a thick and long special iron arrow from the quiver on the back of the horse bag. The arrow was extremely ferocious. He took advantage of the spiral, and the black light shining. He roared with a roar.

The giant bow that needed a thousand pounds of force was actually pulled into a semicircle by him. His right hand lit up strangely, and it penetrated straight into the arrow body, as if it had just been taken out of the smelting furnace.

The muscles on the legs of the fierce horse under his crotch were also bulging, and his mouth and nose were whispering, as if he could not resist the powerful force.

Qiu Yuanshan suddenly felt a huge danger covering him, that is, no matter what the iron armored shield in front of him formed a solid line of defense, the feeling of danger did not diminish at all.

A powerful fear enveloped him, Qiu Yuanshan retreated desperately and jumped directly from the four-meter-high chariot.

At this time, Yang Zheng also let go of his hand. With a huge bowstring, the sharp iron arrow made a harsh roar. He blinked about three hundred meters away and hit the huge iron shield wall, but did not stop at all, and directly penetrated the giant shield in the middle.

As soon as Qiu Yuanshan flew down from the chariot, the fine iron arrow pierced into the base of the chariot, piercing through the huge chariot, breaking the iron structure. As he swayed, the chariot shattered. Qiu Yuanshan retreated in horror. The iron arrow that had been cast off continuously and flew past his scalp, and a muffled sound broke into the wolf-tooth flag pole behind him, and then stopped casting.

The wolf-toothed flag creaked a few times, broke from the middle with a loud bang, and collapsed...

After Yang Zheng shot an arrow, his whole body felt as if he had time to take his energy.

He didn't dare to stay any longer, pulled the reins, turned his horse's head, and rushed towards the gap that surrounded him.

Qiu Yuanshan got up from the ground with a pale face. A deep groove was plowed by sharp arrows on his helmet. His scalp was broken and blood was flowing down. His face was covered in ferociousness and incredibly embarrassed. He jumped and screamed, "Chase, kill him for me, and give me all!"

The roar of the general attack of the entire army was whistling.

The shouts of killing shocked the sky, and the cavalry rumbled, and they were combined from both sides like making dumplings.

The wolf-fang army behind had already chased for two hundred meters away, and Yang Jianma rushed towards the surround gap with only a hundred meters left on the right.

The fierce horse under his crotch was as fast as a ball of Naruto.

In an instant, he rushed out dozens of meters away. Yang Zheng gritted his teeth and clamped his legs tightly to both sides of the horse. He set his bow again and flew to the tip where the Wolf Army cavalry closed.

The huge arrow power penetrated the Wolf Army cavalry running in the front, bringing a brilliant rain of blood.

The arrow did not stop, and shot at the second person like a piece of white paper, directly firing the man's head. For a moment, the originally neat cavalry team caused some small commotion, and the speed of the encirclement slowed down.

The Wolf Tooth Army chasing behind was inspired and all pulled out their longbows.

"Shoot the arrow, shoot him to death!"

A dense rain of arrows flew towards Yang Zheng, but Yang Zheng's horse ran too fast. In the state of Yang Zheng's unity, a red shadow ran rapidly in the wilderness. Most of the arrows were lost. The limited number of them were also swept away by Yang Zheng, and hundreds of meters were in the blink of an eye.

The two ends of the "dumplings" finally closed.

Although the dumplings are still thin.

At this moment, Yang Zheng had only a few dozen meters away from the closing gap.
To be continued...