Seeing that the yellow horse and red robe were about to catch up with his uncle, Ma Xiong's nephew Ma Zhilong was anxious and roared, and cut over a Taiping army with a spear with two swords from him. Then he jumped forward, and pulled the saber in his hand to the neck of a Taiping army, and the head of the Taiping army had been cut off. ≤,

The dozens of return soldiers under Ma Zhilong witnessed the bravery of the main general. He was greatly encouraged and howled and rushed towards the red-robed general with a howling horse. However, more than a hundred return soldiers were running here desperately, and behind were the Taiping cavalry roaring with the same number of people.

"No retreat, go back, go back!"

"Those who abandon the fugitive will be killed without mercy!"

Horse Dragon yelled at the top of his lungs, and even blew his sword to kill the two deserters, but the Huihui soldiers were afraid of being beaten by the Taiping cavalry. They really didn't have the courage to turn around and ran by horses on both sides of the Horse Dragon. The Taiping Army who was chasing them did not allow these Huihui soldiers to escape at all, and they were divided into two teams to chase each other. While chasing, none of the Hui soldiers dared to turn around to block them.

Defeated like a mountain!

No matter how brave Ma Zhilong was, he knew that he was unable to change the situation of the war, so he had to abandon these deserters and lead his trusted servants to ride horses to save his uncle. As long as his uncle is there, the Ma family army will still be there and can always be built again. If his uncle dies in battle, the Ma family army will be over.

After discovering that the red-robed Ming General led a team of Taiping Army to kill him, the tribesmen could not stop him, Ma Xiong was shocked and hurriedly ordered the personal soldiers around him to block the Ming General, otherwise he would be caught up by the other party sooner or later.

Although dozens of Ma Xiong's personal soldiers were afraid of the powerful generals of the Hongpao, their desire to protect the master still made them turn back to block. Seeing a group of returning soldiers who were not afraid of death rushed over, Wang Fuchen waved his spear and shouted, "Shoot the arrow!"

The Mongolian soldiers in the Taiping Army behind him immediately shot arrows at the group of return soldiers. In an instant, sharp arrows pierced through the sky and screamed in the return soldiers' ears. Before they could react, dozens of sharp arrows shot down from them.

"Ah, my eyes!"

"Uh!"

"Ao!"

Amid the continuous screams, twenty or thirty return soldiers who were eager to protect their lords screamed and fell. The Mongolian soldiers in the Taiping Army shot very accurately and tricky, and even if these return soldiers were wearing armor, they were still shot accurately.

Seeing this, Ma Xiong did not dare to delay any more, so he ran away with his horse. Seeing that the personal soldiers carrying the flag were still following him, he wanted to cut him over without thinking, and then whipped the horse whip back to Wuzhou City to run quickly.

As soon as Ma Xiong fell down the flag, the return soldiers lost their backbone. They all said that the general had already died in battle. They were so scared that they fled wildly that they ran around in a panic.

"Open fire!"

More than 200 soldiers were panicked and ran to the Ming army's infantry formation. The gunners in the Ming army's infantry formation immediately fired their guns. With the dense sound of guns, dozens of soldiers fell from the horses. The remaining soldiers were frightened. The Taiping Army infantry formation was blocked in front and cavalry chased them. There was no way to go to heaven and no way to go to the ground, so they had to bite the bullet and launch a death charge towards the Taiping Army. There were two more rounds of gun sounds. In the thick smoke, there was no charge of a revenge. Only a hundred horses that had lost their master were roaring and neighing.

In front of the front, the bodies of people and horses overlap.

Wang Fuchen was staring at Ma Xiong with sharp eyes. After finding that the opponent was raising the flag and fleeing, he couldn't help but sneer. He snatched the bow and quiver from a Mongolian soldier beside him, threw the spear to the opponent and then rode his legs and rode straight to Ma Xiong. The dozens of repatriation soldiers who remained in front of him subconsciously rushed to the side and ran down the road! These repatriation soldiers were really scared.

"Take your life!"

When he was still a hundred steps away from Ma Xiong, Wang Fuchen was about to split his eyes and shot an arrow at Ma Xiong.

"Swoosh!"

The sharp sound of breaking through the air sounded, and the cold coldness rushed over from behind. Ma Xiong's eyes sterned, and he instinctively raised his sword and blocked it back. There was a sharp sound of "clang", and a dazzling spark was splashed in an instant. A sharp feather arrow had already been flew by him.

"instigate!"

Ma Xiong had no time to be glad, and another feather arrow shot like lightning. The power of the arrow was stronger than the previous arrow. Ma Xiong was about to block the knife again, but found that the arrow was not shooting him, but shooting the rider under his crotch!

Ma Xiong was shocked and found it too late and had no way to block the arrow. He heard a crisp "puff" sound, and the sharp feather arrow had accurately shot the rear buttocks of the war horse under his crotch, which was deep enough to the feather.

"Law!"

After Ma Xiong was caught in an arrow, he stood up immediately and made a shocking neigh. He lifted Ma Xiong off his body.

"Suffer to die!"

Ma Xiong rolled up when he landed. When he stood up, Wang Fuchen had already slapped his horse and pulled a long sword from his waist. He shouted like a thunderous sound. Ma Xiong felt a chill in his neck before he could turn around, and then he suddenly flew up lightly. In a suffocating silence, Ma Xiong strangely saw that he was still standing on the earth, but there was a head missing on his neck.

I asked someone to chop off his head?

Ma Xiong's head flew away, and at this moment he still had thoughts in his mind, but he regretted leaving the city. If time could go back, he would not leave the city even if he was beaten to death.

This is obviously too powerful, why don’t Hu Da bless me

Ma Xiong's last thought was quickly swallowed by the darkness and he no longer had any consciousness. The moment the head landed, the return soldiers who witnessed the general being killed were shocked again. Everyone stared at the red-robed general Wang Fu, who was holding a long sword in his hand.

This Ming General is more powerful than Hu Dadu!

Wang Fu. He was very unsatisfied with his heart. Today's battle was not worth mentioning compared to his past life. He killed tens of thousands of soldiers in Manchu with a long spear under Datong City, and was as if he was entering a no-man's land among the troops. Today's battle was not worth mentioning compared to Datong City. However, it has special significance. This battle was his first battle to join the Taiping Army. The head of the Qing army was his letter of reputation for Zhou Shixiang. Like those Manchu and Mongols, Wang Fu. He was unable to get off the pirate ship at this moment. If he wanted to survive, he could not let the ship sink, and he would also make the ship bigger and stronger.

After looking at the bright red blood on the blade, Wang Fuchen suddenly took the long knife over and licked the blood with his tongue. This was a habit he had developed for more than 20 years. The blood on the tip of his tongue had a fishy smell and a little hot.

"kill!"

Wang Fu. Minister roared and rushed towards the return soldiers who were staring at him with a grim smile.

Ma Xiong's death made the situation of the battle no longer suspense, and the return soldiers had no chance of turning the tables. Under the pursuit of Taiping cavalry who were stronger than them, the return soldiers went to see Hu Da one by one.

Ma Zhongxin, who was determined to save his uncle, was surrounded by the Taiping Army. During the battle, Ma Zhongxin spread his arm back and then swept forward hard. The trajectory drawn by the blade went straight to the left front chest of the Taiping Army in front of him. As long as he cut it up, the sharp sharp blade would cut an absolutely fatal gap in his chest. However, before the long sword could reach it, he suddenly felt a piercing pain coming from his back. After that, he felt his vision begin to rise and flip strangely.

As the sky was spinning, Ma Zhongxin saw a headless body sitting down on the horse and galloping away. Then, his eyes slightly closed, the world turned black, and his head fell to the ground.

The Qing cavalry was wiped out, and more than 200 cavalrymen fled back to Wuzhou City from the battlefield alive. Ma Sibaba, who had been looking forward to Hu Da's blessing, was now running on his horse on the way to Liuzhou. The war horse general Ma Sibaba was so old that his bones were about to be broken, but Ma Sibaba still gritted his teeth and held on.

The cavalry's defeat became the last straw that overwhelmed several square formations of the Qing army's infantry. Cangwu said that Li Bensheng's Guilin soldiers collapsed first, and the Ma Xiong-Bian soldiers who had been in the back were no longer visible at this moment. Fubiao's deputy general Li Ruchun also left the lower troops and ran back desperately, but he did not escape into Wuzhou City, but ran towards Liuzhou like Ma Sibaba.
Chapter completed!