"puff--"

The halberd in Meng Zhong's hand pierced into the chest of a Teng soldier.

At that moment, Meng Zhong clearly saw the appearance of the Teng Bing, including the other party's eyes full of hatred.

"puff."

Pulling the Ge halberd out of the opponent's body, Meng Zhong once again tried his best to poke at the oncoming Teng soldiers, sometimes stabbing the sky, and sometimes stabbing the body of the enemy soldiers.

At this moment, his mind was blank. He just followed Meng Wu's instructions mechanically and poked the oncoming Teng soldiers with the spear in his hand, just to protect himself and Meng Hu who was driving the chariot.

The methods and techniques of waving weapons that Sima Mengqing once taught them were to them, and Meng Zhong forgot them at this moment.

Suddenly, a Teng soldier avoided the halberd in Meng Zhong's hand and stabbed him with his weapon.

"over……"

A thought flashed through Meng Zhong's blank mind.

At this moment, a sword light flashed beside him, and then a sharp sword flew past him and chopped down the head of the Teng soldier.

『That's...』

Meng Zhong subconsciously raised his head and happened to see a chariot galloping past on the left. A familiar figure on the chariot swung his sword and killed the Teng Bing.

"Mengheng...brother?"

With Meng Zhong watching in surprise, Meng Heng stood on the chariot and glanced at him, showing an expression of wanting to speak but stopping in an instant. Finally, he said in a deep voice: "Don't panic!... For the enemy soldiers who were not too late to kill, try to avoid them and hand them over to the chariot behind him."

While speaking, his eyes looked at the blood on Meng Zhong's face, and a little admiration flashed in his eyes.

"Forget it, I'll take the lead!"

Before Meng Zhong could reply, Meng Heng was on the carriage and came straight ahead and came to the front of Meng Zhong's carriage. Immediately, he raised the sword in his hand and shouted in a deep voice: "All the chariots gathered towards my car and formed a cone formation!"

As soon as he finished speaking, three or four nearby carriages wanted to get closer and followed closely behind his chariot.

"What is a cone array?"

Meng Hu shouted anxiously.

Immediately, Meng Wu's shout came: "Don't worry, keep up with Meng Heng's car!"

"oh oh……"

Meng Hu quickly responded.

Since the car from the front to the back, Meng Zhong and others' pressure suddenly decreased. At this time, they had free time to recall what happened just now.

"I... murdered?"

Looking at the dazzling blood in his hands, Meng Zhong couldn't help feeling a little dazed.

It was hard to tell what it felt, and reason made him understand that all these blood came from the living Teng State infantry, those Teng State infantry who were human like him.

"A Zhong, how are you?" Meng Wu noticed Meng Zhong's trance and knew that the first killing was a difficult thing for a junior who had just stepped onto the battlefield, so he asked.

"fine."

Meng Zhong breathed a long sigh.

It was like something that felt disgusting because he realized that he had killed someone, or because he saw blood, and Meng Zhong did not realize this feeling at this moment. He was just a little dazed and unreal dazed, just as if he couldn't believe that he really killed someone who was as alive as him.

"Come on!"

Seeing that Meng Zhong's reaction was not the worst, Meng Wu breathed a sigh of relief and lowered her voice and said, "On the battlefield, don't be kind, just think about how to survive!... Go to meet our relatives alive! Do you understand?"

"I see……"

Meng Zhong took a deep breath and nodded heavily.

At this time, the soldiers of the Le family, Xiao family and other families were completely defeated by the Teng soldiers led by Teng Hu. At this time, Teng Hu was leading his soldiers to fight with the Song army's "Yu Sima Wenxin".

It was obvious that Teng Hu had only hundreds of Teng soldiers, but Yu Sima Wenxin led at least about 3,000 soldiers. However, during the melee, Teng Hu actually killed Wenxin and killed the latter Yu Sima, the only two Song army, on the chariot.

"Who can stop me?!"

Teng Hu's loud shout made countless Song soldiers tremble at it.

"Wen Xinyu Sima is dead!"

"Wen Xinyu Sima was killed by Teng Hu!"

The Song army was in a panic and retreated step by step under the offensive of Tenghu Army.

Seeing this scene from afar, Sima Jingzi of the Song army was so angry that he stamped his feet and beat his chest. He never expected that Yu Sima Wenxin, who had nearly 3,000 soldiers, would be killed by Teng Hu so easily.

After thinking for a while, Jing Zi ordered a hatred: "I asked (Yu Sima) Kou Zhan to temporarily suspend the attack and hand the attack to his subordinates "Xing Sima", and I will surround Teng Hu first!"

"Military Sima..." He was shocked when he heard it, and someone said, "The Mongolian clan soldiers have already met Teng Hu. Do you still need to transfer Kou Zhanyu Sima back?"

"Do what I said!" Jing Cheng ordered without refutation.

It’s not that he doesn’t believe in the strength of the Mongolian clan soldiers. In fact, among all the family soldiers, the Mongolian clan soldiers can be regarded as outstanding, but he doesn’t want the Mongolian clan soldiers to suffer too much. After all, Meng Zhong is present among the Mongolian clan soldiers. If there is something unexpected about this son, how should he explain to Hui'an?

Furthermore, facing Teng Hu, who defeated the Le family, Xiao family and Wen Xin, and his troops, it was difficult for Jing Cheng to believe that the soldiers of the Meng family could surround Teng Hu.

"Yes!" The left and right responded to the order and immediately sent someone to pass on the order to Yu Sima Kouzhan.

At this time, Teng Hu had already killed in the Song army and was leading people to destroy one well after another.

As he judged, the Song Jun's well railing car was not built firmly. As long as the bottom of the well railing was cut off with a sword and used to tie a fixed rope, the well railing car would collapse due to its own weight, which caused Teng Hu to quickly destroy five or six well railing cars.

However, just as he was about to destroy the next chassis car, the soldiers on the chariot suddenly mentioned him and said, "Mr. Teng, there is an enemy army approaching on the right."

“Hmm?”

Teng Hu turned around and saw an army holding the "Beibo Mengshi" flag coming towards them.

"Are you a family soldier from Song State again? You don't know how to live or die!"

With a cold smile, Teng Hu raised his hand and pointed at the army, shouting in a deep voice: "Follow me to defeat them!"

"Whoa whoa--"

Hundreds of Teng soldiers nearby responded loudly.

Immediately, Teng Hu abandoned the soldiers of the royal army who had lost their fighting spirit and killed the oncoming Mongolian clan soldiers.

The two armies fought each other, and the first thing they encountered was their chariot convoy. Looking at the Montessori chariots that had no intention of slowing down, Teng Hu's heart was surprised.

"boom--"

At that moment, about four or five chariots collided head-on, and the soldiers on the chariots immediately turned over. Whether they were soldiers from the Montessori clan or soldiers from Teng, they were all thrown from the chariot because of the collision force, and they fell on the ground and were blew up and screamed in pain.

At this time, the chariot where Teng Hu himself was faced with the chariot of Sima Mengqing, a Montessori.

"bite!"

A sound of golden swords fighting each other sounded, and the sharp sword in Meng Qing's hand slashed heavily on the sharp sword held by Teng Hu.

In just one equal confrontation, two carriages passed by.

“…”

Teng Hu looked back at Meng Qing who was crossing, and quietly moved his slightly numb right hand.

At this time, the Montessori infantry had already come up, holding long spears, spears and other weapons, and poked at Teng Hu and other chariots. Immediately, several Teng's soldiers were stabbed by guns and fell off their chariots.

"Protect Teng Hou!"

"Around Teng Hu!"

The infantrymen from both sides shouted and rushed together.

Meng Zhong opened his eyes wide and looked at the messy scene in front of him.

Kill Teng Hu to avenge his brother?

No, in this case, Meng Zhong could only barely protect himself and Meng Hu, and had no spare energy to kill Teng Hu.

After fighting each other for about a moment, some soldiers beside Teng Hu shouted loudly: "Mr. Teng, Song soldiers have surrounded our army without delay. Please ask Marquis Teng to break through the siege immediately!"

Under the protection of many soldiers from Teng Kingdom, Teng Hu stood on the chariot and looked back. Sure enough, he saw a Song soldier surrounded by Song Fangyu Sima Kouzhan.

"The damn Montessori tribe has delayed me for too long..."

He clenched his fists with some anger, and Teng Hu waved his hand and ordered: "Everyone, retreat! Retreat in the city!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a loud shout from afar: "How can you tell you to escape again now?"

Everyone looked closely and saw that Sima Mengqing, the Montessori family, was driving the chariot himself, waving his sword with one hand, and was striking towards Teng Hu.

"Bang!"

In the flash, Meng Qing's chariot swept away the Teng soldiers along the way. The horses hit Teng Hu's chariot. Meng Qing himself actually jumped high at this time and jumped on Teng Hu's chariot.

"Horse Teng!"

Seeing Teng Hu falling to one person due to the impact, Teng Bing, who was driving the chariot, exclaimed, subconsciously released the reins, pulled out the sword from his waist and slashed at Meng Qing, but was stabbed to death by the latter first, and then kicked the chariot.

"Damn it!"

Teng Hu was furious and drew his sword and slashed at Meng Qing.
To be continued...