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Chapter 522: Tension (3)
"Stop talking nonsense. Guys like you who want to use despicable methods to hide the crimes you have committed, I will not let anyone go." The tall and burly body suddenly jumped up from the horse, holding a power in his hand.
The weapon of the staff is raised at this moment "Let's fight!"
With a shout, the crowd of tens of thousands of men and horses instantly became excited. Both cavalry and infantry were running rapidly at this moment. The distance between the two parties that was not close to each other was gradually shrinking at this moment.
Feeling some turbulent footsteps behind him, Si Junyan turned his head expressionlessly, his warning eyes wandering around, looking at the person standing on the side trying to escape, and the long sword shot straight away without any warning.
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With a flash of cold light, blood suddenly spattered out, and the strong blood filled the air. At this moment, the people stained by the blood had not yet come out of the fright, and the gloomy voice seemed to be coming from all directions, making them stunned. "
This is what happens to those who run away!"
The ruthless eyes seemed to reflect all kinds of killing intent at this moment, and none of those timid guys dared to ignore it.
"Come on!" Someone shouted at this moment. For a moment, the fear in everyone's hearts seemed to be diluted, and with this powerful word, their hearts were filled with fighting spirit.
Although the two sides did not reach the ultimate life-and-death situation, they were not much worse. The moment the weapons met, the scene was chaotic. There were so many people and horses on both sides that it was difficult to tell whether it was the enemy's army or our own.
Screams kept coming, and the strong smell of blood shrouded this dim place. The clean yellow sand turned into blood-like masses, and broken arms and limbs covered the ground.
The shouts in his ears didn't seem to affect Si Junyan. At this moment, he was still riding on the horse, his tall body flexibly slashing at the enemy troops attacking from all directions. In the end, there was only one piece left around him.
When the corpse was dead, the horse neighed and its hard hooves trampled over the enemies blocking the road ahead, rushing straight towards the opposite side.
The blade of the sword passed over the undamaged scepter, and Si Junyan was a little surprised. The Nanman King laughed arrogantly, and at the same time, he rode his horse closer and swung the weapon in his hand.
The cold wind howled in his ears, bringing with it an unstoppable murderous aura. Si Junyan opened his arms and leaned his body back against the horse's back, while the scepter waved dangerously past his face.