Zhu Rong was so angry that he was shaking all over, but he was a little afraid of Qin Yun and didn't dare to have an attack. He could only change Qin Yun's position with his hands and let him hold his waist to maintain balance.
The embarrassment and shame are only short-lived. After all, the two of them are deep in the battlefield, and there are countless fatal crises at every moment.
Moreover, when the broadsword team wanted to break out, the encirclement and killing they encountered was terrifying. After just a moment, Zhu Rong had to take action. The two of them were riding on the same horse, both of them were brave men. The Jurchens who were immediately killed were bloody and bloody, and they were thrown off their backs.
Bang!
Qin Yun cut off the enemy's shield with one stroke, and Zhu Rong swung his machete in the next second to harvest the enemy's life. It felt like a man and a woman matched up to work without getting tired.
The Three Thousand Swordsmen team was killing them like crazy. At a terrifying speed, Fan Qing's team was defeated and had begun to collapse, or at least retreat, while Qin Yun also fought his way out.
Just when Zhu Rong was trying to figure out the direction, his crystal earlobes suddenly moved slightly, and his face instantly turned pale: "No..."
Bang bang bang, dull footsteps sounded and spread throughout the valley. This was not a sound that humans or war horses could make, only huge mammoths could make it.
Qin Yun's face turned ugly: "It's the Xiang Army!"
I saw that large-scale shadows had begun to appear in the valley, and a giant elephant stepped out, covering the sky and the sun. It was absolutely terrifying!
"Moo!!"
The sharp roar made the entire battlefield tremble!
A trace of fear appeared on Xia Jun's face. Looking at Fan Qing's army, their morale suddenly soared. Fan Qing, who had been hiding in the formation, suddenly climbed up and shouted excitedly: "Brothers, the elephant army is coming!"
"Kill me!!"
"This is the army of the Emperor of Great Xia. If you defeat it, you will be granted the title of marquis and prime minister!"
"Kill, kill, kill!!" The Jurchens, who were originally at a disadvantage, let out a deafening roar and began to counterattack, fearless!
The situation always fails to keep up with changes. Who would have thought that the Xiang Army was manipulated in advance, and Zhu Rong failed to send it to the enemy where the Xiang Army was stationed in advance. The situation can be said to be very unfavorable!
"Your Majesty, what should I do?" a general asked, his face covered with blood, but there was no fear in his pupils, and at most they were solemn.
Qin Yun's face turned grim and he made a decisive decision: "You, immediately lead a team of three thousand swords and try to find a way to gain control of the Elephant Army. If you fail, then I will have to pay the price and slaughter the Elephant Army!"
Zhu Rong's delicate body trembled, she had no doubt that this man would dare to do anything if he was ruthless, and the tension in her heart was filled.
The next second, Qin Yun jumped off the horse. In the chaos, he slapped the horse's butt hard. The horse felt pain and immediately rushed out with a neighing sound.
Zhu Rong looked back with complicated eyes: "Be careful."
After saying that, she led the three thousand swordsmen to charge without reservation. As long as they were fast enough, the elephant army's charge was not unstoppable. As the leader of the elephant army, she had her own methods.
But Qin Yun's ears were full of shouts of killing, and he didn't even hear what she said. He turned around and wiped his bruised lips with his shirt. The blood left behind was extremely breathtaking. His sharp eyes locked on a certain person.
One direction.
Many soldiers followed him, with serious faces, waiting for orders.
"The elephant army is coming, are you afraid?"
"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, don't be afraid!"
"Fight to the death!!" The soldiers roared with passion and madness, and the soldier's iron bones were vividly interpreted.
Qin Yun nodded and looked at the faces around him. Some were young and some had gone through many years of life, but without exception, they were all good sons and daughters of the Han people: "Fan Qing was so complacent just now that he has been exposed. Follow me to capture the king in that direction. I want to
He dies!"
"When this battle is over, you will be promoted to a higher rank and leave your name in history!!"
Countless soldiers knocked on their armor with their swords, shouting in high spirits: "Yes, yes, yes!!"
The powerful sound wave did not cause too many waves on this battlefield. Fan Qing, who led the counterattack, did not realize at all that he was being targeted, and was targeted by Qin Yun.
In just two breaths, the terrifying attack started from the east of the battlefield, went west, and penetrated directly into the heart of the Jurchens, where Fan Qing was!
He was such a thief that he didn't even fly the general's flag. No wonder I couldn't find him after searching for a long time.
"kill!!"
The shout of killing filled with energy was like a resurrected dragon, reflecting the image of the elephant army galloping in the distance! The elephant army was slow, so this was an opportunity.
With a roar, the war horses crashed down, crushing many real girls to death.
puff……
Spears were thrown out, nailing the Jurchens to the ground forever. Countless swords tore apart the enemy's defenses, advancing like bulldozers. Their ferocity was intimidating.
Before I knew it, dark clouds were rolling in, and there were thunders and thunders in the sky!
At this moment, the Jurchens realized that something was wrong. How come thousands of people were killed in the abdomen even after being beaten?
"General, there are enemy troops coming back, and they seem to be coming for you!" someone exclaimed and shouted.
Fan Qing, who didn't even have any blood on his body, had a flash of fear in his eyes, and then asked: "How many people are there?"
"Less than four thousand!"
Hearing this, Fan Qing's nervousness disappeared, and a trace of contempt quickly appeared on his face: "Humph, there are only four thousand people, and you still want to learn from others to chop down the flag. I'm afraid you are going crazy if you want to make meritorious deeds!"
"Come here, let me surround them, and at the same time clear a passage for the elephant army!"
"yes!!"
"..."
We are not afraid of being surrounded by Fan Qing, but we are afraid that Fan Qing will grease his feet and run away. This person is not among the famous Jurchen generals, and he feels a bit like soy sauce. The reason why he can be entrusted with important tasks is purely because his surname is "Fan"!
"Hmph, who is coming?!" Fan Qing looked down at Qin Yun's thousands of people with disdain.
Qin Yun was already a bloody man at this moment. Except for his own people, the Jurchens really couldn't tell the difference. He yelled: "The person who wants your life!!"
Fan Qing was furious and scolded: "Who do you think you are? You are probably just a nobody. Are you so useless in the summer? I will send you a small character!"
"Suppress this general!!"
He waved his hand in a high-spirited manner, full of the meaning of guiding the country. People who didn't know better thought he was the emperor.
Qin Yun had already led his army into the encirclement, not far from Fan Qing. He could have held on for a longer time, but because of his arrogance and contempt for others, he let Qin Yun and several thousand others in, and he was suddenly a wolf in the sheepfold.
Sudden!
"kindness?"
"What's going on?" Fan Qing's face changed, his eyes fixed on the battlefield, in disbelief!
It was an indiscriminate massacre. His army could not stop these thousands of people at all. The killed people turned on their backs and screamed to the sky. Fan Qing suddenly realized that something was wrong. This was definitely not an ordinary army or ordinary general!
Could it be that the Eleventh Prince of Daxia is here again? Or is it that a famous general of Daxia came to Muzhou secretly?
Seeing that his army was "outnumbered", Fan Qing's face felt as if he had eaten shit, and he roared: "Who the hell are you?!"
Qin Yun chopped off the enemy's head, and his bloody figure looked like a god of death. He stood on the mountain of corpses, raised his head, and slowly raised his terrifying and sharp eyes to look from a distance.