Zhang Heng is dead.

With strong fear, confusion and unwillingness.

It was clear that he was going to kill someone, but he was killed at the last critical moment...

As he was dying, he suddenly remembered that Hua Xiong had gone to kill Liang Xing.

As a result, they quickly came to him from behind and killed him with a flying knife.

Does this mean that Liang Xing has also suffered from Hua Xiong’s vicious hands and died first?

It should be very possible, otherwise Hua Xiong would not have come so quickly.

After realizing that Liang Xing would most likely die in front of him, Zhang Heng suddenly no longer felt so fearful and unwilling...

Zhang Xiu, who thought he was certain to die, and Zhang Heng's subordinates who surrounded and killed Zhang Xiu, were stunned for a moment.

What situation is this?

Zhang Heng, who was so majestic just now, was killed by a knife?

Whose handiwork is this?!

In the extreme shock, everyone forgot about the fight.

They all looked in the direction from which the three-pointed, two-edged sword flew.

I saw Hua Xiong riding on a war horse and galloping towards him.

Wherever he passed, many thieves gave way.

Make Hua Xiong look like an overlord alive!

With invincible style.

Someone who didn't know whether to live or die attacked Hua Xiong at this moment, but Hua Xiong casually cut him into two pieces with two swords!

In the chaotic battlefield, there was a brief moment of tranquility, and then there was a bang!

Zhang Heng's soldiers and horses, who were in a daze, could no longer raise their fighting spirit and fled one after another.

Zhang Xiu, who had walked through the gate of hell for a while, burst out in a daze.

With the spear in his hand, he attacked wildly to seize the opportunity, leaving four people behind in an instant!

Hua Xiong came to the dead Zhang Heng, holding the handle of the three-pointed double-edged sword with one hand, and with a little force on his hand, he pulled out the three-pointed double-edged sword.

The wrist holding the three-pointed, two-edged sword nimbly turned, and Zhang Heng's neck was broken.

A huge head flew up.

Hua Xiong held it in his hand and hung it on the iron hook under the horse's neck without looking at it.

He turned to look at Zhang Xiu who looked like a bloody man.

"General! I have embarrassed the general!"

Zhang Xiu was very excited. He came to Hua Xiong and saluted Hua Xiong with a cry in his voice.

He originally wanted to kill the enemy and show off the demeanor of General Hua's men.

As a result, he almost died under the enemy's spear.

If General Hua hadn't rushed over at the critical moment and rescued him, he would have been dead by now!

This made Zhang Xiu excited and ashamed.

Hua Xiong looked at Zhang Xiu, controlled Wu Zui to move forward, came to Zhang Xiu, stretched out his hand and patted Zhang Xiu on the shoulder.

"Shameful? Youwei, you really have no shame!

In the first battle, Luo Yunshan was destroyed, and Yang Qiu was killed in the chaos.

Then he chased the enemy for dozens of miles overnight!

Under such circumstances, facing many enemy troops, he still launched his impulse and went straight to the opponent's general!

Moreover, he destroyed the enemy formation and killed and wounded many enemy troops.

How could this be embarrassing?

This is a supreme achievement and honor!

Who dares to say that you, Zhang Youwei, are embarrassed after this record?

Even I feel proud too!

There is light on the face!

"

Hua Xiong laughed and said, his voice filled with emotion and strong appeal!

After experiencing many fights, Zhang Xiu had just walked through the gate of hell again, and had no fear in the face of life or death. At this time, listening to Hua Xiong's affirmation and praise, he suddenly felt his eye sockets burning, and two lines of hot tears flowed down.

The hot tears washed out two traces of blood on his face.

"General..."

Zhang Xiu's voice sounded even more choked, and he didn't know what to say for a moment.

Hua Xiong reached out and patted Zhang Xiu's shoulder again: "I know everything.

Now, please quit the battle and go find a military doctor to treat your injuries!"

Hearing Hua Xiong's words, Zhang Xiu became anxious instantly.

"General, I can still fight, but it just hurts a little bit of fur!"

Hua Xiong glanced at the several wounds on his body. Are they just superficial injuries?

"Go down and recuperate! You've done a good enough job! How can I not tell whether your injury is serious or not?"

"General, it's really okay, I'm pretty skinny!"

Zhang Xiu continued to argue.

Hearing this, Hua Xiong shook his head and said: "You are still young, and the next battle is not a life-and-death battle. It is not the time to fight desperately.

Don't risk your life just because of a battle of this level against an opponent like Han Sui.

Not cost-effective and unnecessary.

There will be a long time ahead, and there will be a place where I can use you!"

Zhang Xiu still wanted to continue talking after hearing this, saying that he could still fight.

"Snapped!"

A clear voice sounded, and he was slapped on the head.

The slap was quite forceful. Even though Zhang Xiu was wearing a helmet, his head was still pushed forward little by little.

"I'll beat you to death, you bastard! Get out of the way and let the military doctor bandage and treat you!"

If you dare to rush into battle again, I will chop off your head with my own hands!

It's just what you can do, right?

You didn't even listen to the general's orders, right?

I feel like this battle can’t be won without you, right?!”

Before Hua Xiong could speak again, roars of filial piety were heard.

The person who spoke was none other than Zhang Ji who had rushed over.

As Hua Xiong's magical soldiers descended from the sky and killed Zhang Heng with one blow, Zhang Heng's subordinates fled one after another.

Those who desperately resisted Zhang Ji no longer tried their best, so Zhang Ji arrived here quickly.

He looked at the scene just now, it was a thrill!

If Hua Xiong hadn't arrived at the critical moment, Zhang Xiu would have been dead by this time!

Now, Zhang Xiu, this damn kid, was beaten all over his body, and yet he just retaliates and continues to fight. He really deserves to be beaten!

After the worries in his heart disappeared, Zhang Ji was only left with fear and anger.

Therefore, the slap in the face had some personal grudges.

After receiving a slap, hearing his uncle's roar, and seeing his ferocious expression, Zhang Xiu instantly became honest.

No more words to keep fighting.

After being slapped again by Zhang Ji, he was taken away from the battlefield by two of Zhang Ji's soldiers to treat his injuries.

Hua Xiong couldn't help but smile when he saw this scene.

Sure enough, bloodline suppression is very effective in many cases.

He didn't waste much time, nodded to Zhang Ji, then rode on his horse and held a knife, marching through the army of thieves.

With soldiers and horses, he defeated the rebel army into even more chaos.
To be continued...