Five hundred and thirtieth chapters God descends to earth
"Brother, let me lend you your horse!"
Seeing everyone rushing down one after another, Zhang Fei, who was running on only two legs, obviously couldn't keep up.
After seeing General Li Hong swinging his saber and colliding with the Turks.^/Very Literary/^Zhang Fei was very anxious. After looking around, he happened to see a fat man riding a horse and rushing over.
Zhang Feizhong took action, pulled the fat man off his horse, threw him aside, got on his horse, said a few words, and rushed out.
On the spot, the fat man got up with a gray face, looked at the big man who rushed out, grabbed a stone, and threw it over. However, the big man rode very fast and disappeared in the blink of an eye. The fat man stood there, angry.
He was screaming and jumping around.
While galloping, Zhang Fei kept whipping the war horse underneath him. The horse shot out in time like an arrow from the string, and soon surpassed his comrades beside him and rushed to the front.
Looking at the Turkic soldiers in front of him who were already unable to resist and whose steps were messy, Zhang Fei grabbed the Zhangba snake spear weighing a hundred kilograms with one hand and shook it hard, making the tiger and tiger take the wind.
He picked up the tip of the spear and pushed it forward with all his strength. The fierce spear passed by a cold light, then with a thud, it penetrated a Turkic soldier to the chest.
Zhang Fei screamed, Da Huan stared, holding the spear in both hands, and raised it with all his strength.
The Turkic soldier, who was wearing a long spear, was actually picked up and off his horse.
The Turkic soldiers who had not picked up the weapon were spitting blood from their mouths, waving their pens randomly with a desperate look on their faces, screaming in the air while spitting blood, which was extremely miserable.
Zhang Fei laughed loudly, like a murderous maniac. He waved the spear with both hands, turned around, and vigorously threw out the lifeless soldier on the spear.
The soldier who was thrown out hit several of his companions who were unable to dodge and fell to the ground during the flight. Those Turkic soldiers who were hit and fell from their horses all spat out blood and fell to the ground, their limbs
He convulsed for a while and died completely.
Zhang Fei's horse did not stop, waving his spear, and broke into the enemy's formation like a god of death. He flashed from left to right, sweeping thousands of troops. When the spear swept past, the faces of the Turkic soldiers changed greatly and they hurriedly dodge. For a time, he was known as the Grassland Iron Cavalry.
None of the Turks could stop Zhang Fei in one round.
"Who is he?" After Zuo Zuo Hou San dismounted a Turkic soldier with one sword, he happened to see the extremely tough man. Seeing that he was so brave that the Turks could not block his move, he suddenly
He was greatly surprised, pointed at the big man and said in silence.
Next to him, the ordering soldier took a look and said in surprise: "Report to the general, he is Zhang Fei."
"What a tiger general, haha!" Hou San's eyes were full of excitement, staring at Zhang Fei who was killing all the enemies in the enemy formation. His heart was surging, and he cheered. /Very Literary/
In the enemy formation, Zhang Fei jumped on his horse and raised his spear, like a madman, shouting and waving his spear in his hand. There were many Turkic soldiers beside him who had their waist bones broken and fell off their horses screaming.
Zhang Fei, on the other hand, seemed not to notice at all.
A pair of big eyes, full of excitement, stared at the Turkic general who was being guarded by many Turkic warriors.
The spear shook, and the blood droplets standing on the tip of the spear burst out in all directions. The spear with a cold light flashed straight towards the strong Turkic general.
"Babyface, you're going to die!" Zhang Fei roared so loudly that everyone's ears were buzzing, and they didn't recover for a long time.
Pretty boy?
Mock, who had always maintained a calm expression, finally could no longer maintain his composure after hearing these words.
You big blackhead, how dare you call me a pretty boy?
Ever since I was a child, I have hated people calling me pretty. It’s not my fault that I’m white, but you, how dare you call me pretty in front of so many people?
General Mock, who had been extremely calm just now, seemed to be a different person for a moment. His eyes were bloodshot, and he picked up two large and scary scimitars on the horse with murderous intent.
This scimitar is as big as a door panel. After it is unsheathed, it emits a cold light. It is extraordinary at first sight.
Mok screamed, waving his machete, and rushed out to fight Zhang Fei to the death.
"General, general!" Next to him, the captain screamed something bad in his heart after seeing the general going crazy. He hurriedly stepped forward, held down the rampaging Mok, and said urgently: "General, you must put the overall situation first. Now the situation is big
The Zhou army attacked my brigade from the two rooms on the left and right, and the brothers suffered heavy casualties!"
"No, no one can mess with me, I will fight with him!" Mok, who was in a frenzy, turned his head and shouted at the captain with a black face and a fierce face.
After the captain swung his fist and punched Mok in the face, he said to Mok in a cold voice: "I'm going, I'm going, I'm going to stop him!"
After that, the captain never looked at Mock again, but shook the reins, and the horse galloped out, charging towards the big man who was charging over.
"Wow! Look at the gun!" Zhang Fei shook the heavy spear with both hands, yelled, and stabbed the captain directly in the chest.
The captain's eyes flashed, and he hurriedly leaned down on his horse, dodging a quick and fast spear move.
Zhang Fei stabbed the air with his spear and was not in a hurry.
He waved the spear with both hands, turned sideways, and then clamped his legs on the horse underneath him.
The war horse neighed in pain, leaped high with its front hooves, and listened.
Zhang Fei turned the spear with both hands. After exerting enough strength, he turned around and stabbed the Imperial Queen in the heart who had just straightened up.
"Return carbine!"
Zhang Fei roared, his face was ferocious, and he stabbed out with a spear.
The captain who was riding on the horse was lucky to have escaped Zhang Fei's shot. He just straightened up, and before he could recover, he felt a chill in his heart. When he looked down, he saw a sharp spear point on his chest.
Pierced through.
Blood spurted out from his chest.
The next moment, the captain suddenly felt a lightness in his body. After looking down, he was horrified to find that he had broken off his horse and was flying.
Zhang Fei laughed loudly and turned the spear with both hands. On the spearhead of the spear, the captain who was still alive was still struggling in vain.
"Here you go!" Zhang Fei laughed and swung his spear.
The captain who was impaled on the head of the gun was thrown out directly.
Bright red blood spurted out from his chest, sprinkling a line of blood in the air, and then fell into the camp of the Turkic army with a bang.
Mok, who had calmed down, felt horrified when he saw the captain die in battle. He turned his head and glanced at the soldiers who were being attacked from both sides by the Zhou army and suffered heavy casualties. Mok gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice.
Ordered: "Withdraw!"
After giving the order, the Turkic army that stood firm finally began to retreat.
Zhang Fei, who was still laughing on the spot, turned his horse's head when he saw the pretty boy, and started to retreat with his men. He immediately stopped smiling, pointed his spear at Mok, and shouted: "Baby boy, where are you running!
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As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Fei shook his horse's reins and chased after him again.
Mo Ke's face was ashen. He turned his head and took a look at the man named Zhou Manghu who was chasing after him like a greedy wolf. He gritted his teeth and swallowed the blood that rushed out of his throat and rushed to his throat.
"Fire the arrow!" Mok gritted his teeth, stared at Zhang Fei, and ordered in a deep voice.
After giving the order, the Turkic guards on the left and right took off their bows and arrows, set up their bows and shot arrows.
Zhang Fei roared loudly, and the spear in his hand danced like a tiger, and the water couldn't splash in.
After several gun flowers were shaken out, 10 out of 10 of the oncoming arrows were knocked to the ground. Only two arrows passed through the gun flowers and shot over.
One arrow hit the head of the war horse beneath him, while the other shot through Zhang Fei's left arm.
The war horse was pierced by an arrow, neighed, and fell to the ground.
The moment Zhang Fei on horseback fell to the ground, he supported the ground with one hand and pushed hard. His whole body was like a kite touching water. After turning around in the air, he landed firmly on the ground.
He stuck the spear on the ground, stretched out his right hand, and pulled out the arrow that penetrated his left arm. During the whole process, Zhang Fei looked at the bleeding wound without even frowning.
However, when he finished pulling out the arrow, pulled up the spear that was scraped on the ground, and prepared to fight again, he found that the Turkic soldiers had already disappeared.
On the spot, Zhang Fei was stunned for a while and then suddenly became furious.
"Despicable villain, stabbing someone in the back!"
"General, in this battle, we killed more than 5,000 Turks in total!" Li Hong, whose face was stained with blood, got off his horse, knelt on one knee in front of Hou San, and said excitedly: "What a great victory!!"
Hou San hummed, raised his hand, and wiped the cut on his face with his thumb.
When I was charging just now, I was accidentally scratched by a Turk. If I hadn't dodged quickly, my head would have been moved.
There was a burning pain on his face, which made Hou San's face twitch involuntarily.
"Send the order to all the troops to assemble immediately. We will retreat towards Shuofang!" Hou San turned his head and glanced at Shuofang. He saw that the sky was dyed red before dawn, and now only the black smoke clouds were left. His heart was racing.
After thinking for a moment, he raised his head and said to Li Hong.
"Retreat?" Li Hong was dumbfounded and said in confusion: "Now that our army's morale is high, it's time to pursue it!"
"What the hell are you chasing!" Hou San saw that this guy was still stubborn at this time, and the evil fire that had been pressing in his stomach suddenly jumped up. He stepped forward and wanted to kick him, but when he saw Li Hong,
After the gash on his arm that was still bleeding, he couldn't bear it. He pulled back his feet, glared at him fiercely and said: "There are 300,000 people on the other side. Now they are suffering a loss. It is also due to their carelessness. Wait for their reaction.
Come here. Do you think we can stop them?"
After hearing this, Li Hong felt as if a bucket of cold water had been poured on his head, and he suddenly realized.