Chapter 618 The decisive battle is brilliant: withdraw, quickly withdraw——
When people are most proud of themselves, they are suddenly knocked to the dust. That kind of sharp contrast and sense of loss is the most shocking thing.
Pei Lun originally thought that Yu Jinbao could immediately Zhu Biao, but judging from his performance in the previous hits, he could handle it quite well.
But who would have known that just after he satirized Cheng Xiaofeng, started laughing, and was ready to promote talents in the army, Zhu Biao took down Yu Jinbao's helmet and half of his shoulder armor with three shots. He had shown great bravery just now.
Yu Jinbao was like a frightened little mouse at this moment, turning around and running away with his head in his arms.
Zhu Biao quickly caught up with him, but Yu Jinbao managed to parry two more shots. He was shot up and down his back, dragged his sword backwards, and continued to flee. The twenty or thirty men who followed him came to surround and kill Zhu Biao.
The cavalrymen also followed suit and dispersed.
Zhu Biao did not want to leave a talent to the Prince Army. The person in front of him is estimated to be at the peak or upper level of the famous level in terms of internal strength. But with his divine power, he can definitely fight beyond the level. What is more important to note is that
, this kind of person's performance on the battlefield will only be better than that of the top masters.
With a spear, Zhu Biao chased after him. Anyway, Yu Jinbao's escape path was facing Pei Lun's general flag.
"call out!"
The two cavalry were about to meet each other. Zhu Biao had murderous intent deep in his eyes. He seemed to be smiling but not smiling. He raised his gun and stabbed Yu Jinbao's vest. Hearing the sound of the air breaking behind his head, Yu Jinbao and Yu Jinbao
His eyes instantly condensed, and a touch of deep joy suddenly bloomed in his heart. It was too late, but it was quicker. Yu Jinbao's strong figure was strangely on one side on the horse, and Zhu Biao was sure to win with a shot.
Stab empty.
A flash of sword light rose from under the horse, like a dazzling white rainbow, so sparkling and crystal clear, so clearly revealing its murderous intent.
"Well--"
The broadsword Yu Jinbao was dragging struck back with a single strike. He seemed to be able to feel the slight resistance of the blade breaking through flesh and blood, but what lit up in front of his eyes was a sudden flash of cold light. Zhu Biao had gone empty before.
The shot traced a strange path and unexpectedly reappeared in front of Yu Jinbao's eyes. It pierced out like lightning and killed Yu Jinbao, who was still confused, with just one shot. Almost his entire neck was struck by the sharp gun.
The blade peeled away, and when Zhu Biao returned the gun, there seemed to be only a layer of flesh and skin connecting Yu Jinbao's head and neck...
It's not a drag trick, although Yu Jinbao's sword is dragged backwards. But in Zhu Biao's eyes, this counterattack is more like a broadsword version of the carbine. It has a certain degree of concealment. If you are not careful, your martial arts is stronger than Jinbao's.
It is not impossible for a master to be knocked off his horse and capsized in the gutter.
"Ding, if you steal the art successfully, you can learn - return the saber!"
Smile, this is really a return to the saber.
This is a very good move that can be passed on to Zhu Zhong, Zhu Tong and the others. However, you need to brighten your eyes before using this move. It cannot be used on everyone, because if this move is missed, the back and abdomen will be damaged.
It is not uncommon for vital holes to be opened, serious injuries and loss of life.
For example, Yu Jinbao was in front of him. He didn't even look at who Zhu Biao was. How could he be plotted by him at the Great Perfection level of martial arts? And his perception had reached 74 points, but even Zhu Biao could sense where there was faint danger.
With a single numerical value, Zhu Biao could see at a glance Yu Jinbao's deception when he was running away. It seemed that Yu Jinbao was running away, but Yu Jinbao was actually as calm as ice, and he was focusing all his attention on himself who was chasing behind him.
Zhu Biao could clearly feel the faint attention and peek on his body.
If he is fooled again, he will be blind.
Yu Jinbao died in battle, and the generals around Pei Lun came forward.
"Pei Lun! Are you so good at it? Do you just drive your men to die? Why don't you and I fight each other? If Zhu Biao can't kill you together, just turn around and leave. It will also save your soldiers from suffering, Zhu Biao
More killings!"
Carrying Yu Jinbao's head, Zhu Biao shouted loudly when he saw Pei Lun running towards him on horseback. The huge noise on the battlefield could not stop Zhu Biao's shouts.
into everyone's ears.
"Han thieves, don't be mad. Watch me behead you to sacrifice the death of my soldiers——"
The generals who came galloping on horseback summoned up their inner strength and shouted in response, so that they could relieve Pei Lun.
"Hahaha, another group of loyal subordinates. Pei Lun, are you ashamed?"
With a contemptuous smile, Zhu Biao grasped the spear, shook off the head, and pointed at the person coming from a distance. He seemed to feel the endless murderous intent and pride in his master's chest, and even the good horse under his crotch neighed.
"Kill!!" Thunder roared in front of the formation. The first general was also holding a long spear, and his horse was in the lead. He was the first to meet Zhu Biao. With a roar, the two horses suddenly intersected, and the general
The spear was about to hit Zhu Biao's throat, but he was shocked to see a flash of cold light in front of his eyes. The spear in Zhu Biao's hand had already reached his chest. The cold light came out along the tip of the spear like a substance and went straight to attack him.
Come!
The general was horrified. At this speed, Zhu Biao's point-steel spear had already pierced his chest before his own spear could penetrate the opponent's throat. When there was no time to escape, the general changed his stabbing to sweeping and hit Zhu Biao hard with the barrel of his gun.
The tip of the spear struck like lightning. But there was a loud noise and the two horses had already crossed each other.
Zhu Biao continued to sit as calm as a mountain, but the leader of the family was shaky, with blood oozing from the corners of his mouth. This blow had already shaken him to the inside.
The families behind will follow and the two sides will fight together.
Spears and broadswords, mountain forks and painted halberds, steel whips and hammers, axes and chains, your spear will never leave my head, my sword will never leave your body. I urge the horse to fight in close combat. You come and I go. But when I see the cold light, except for the first loud sound,
After the sound, only the tip of the gun penetrated the flesh, blood spattered, and there was no more sound!
"Dong, dong, dong, dong..."
"Dong, dong, dong, dong..."
The war drums were beating loudly here, and the drums on the Song army's formation were also beating loudly over there.
The 40,000 Song troops used formations to fight chaos and unity to fight scattered soldiers. Although they were small in number, they were as powerful as a rainbow. They had already killed the prince's army and retreated steadily, unable to hold on any longer.
The Prince's Army, which was thrown into chaos by Zhu Biao, had lost all their courage. Now they still have to worry about the safety of their own general. How can they sustain themselves in the face of the crushing attack of the Song Army's army with high morale?
The fact that they can still remain undefeated is because Pei Lun's generals have not wavered yet.
By keeping the flag still, it means that Pei Lun is safe and sound, and that the rear is fairly serious. This gives the prince's army in the front some confidence.
However, Zhu Biao's spear was directly connected to the Huangquan Road. No matter how many people Pei Lun ordered to come up, they could not fill the Huangquan Road.
One after another, the generals fell off their horses, and the soldiers one after another were splashed with blood. Zhu Biao fought for two quarters of an hour, and finally sent all the more than ten generals ordered by Pei Lun to death. At the same time,
He also picked and killed more than a hundred soldiers who were sent to death.
"Pei Lun! All your relatives are about to die. Who else can you instruct to wash the spear in Zhu's hand?"
The shouts of thunder and Zhu Biao’s voice resounded throughout the battlefield.
"Kill! Kill! Kill!"
The Song army became even more excited. This was the best incentive for them. The surging offensive became even more powerful in an instant.
"Come die!"
With no more obstructionists blocking the way, Zhu Biao aimed at Pei Lun and killed him.
There are ordinary soldiers along the way. Under Pei Lun's arrangement, they have formed a shield wall and a forest of spears. However, these are of no use. The gangsha are the lasers, which are unstoppable wherever they go.
The edge is sharp and incomparable. Where the hands rise and fall, heavy shields and iron spears, robes and battle armors are smoothed out, and the blood is like a gushing spring.
Every shield wall and spear forest is commanded by a general. But the chickens and dogs are just inserting bids. The horses' hooves are churning, the dust is flying, and the two horses have intersected in an instant. All the generals of the Prince's Army are pouring their full strength into it.
With one blow, they knew that Zhu Biao would not stop. As long as they could take the blow, they would be safe.
However, whether it is a long knife or a long spear, Zhu Biao's point-steel spear is often stabbed out like lightning before it can be chopped down or penetrated, and the cold spear blade may directly pass by the person's neck.
, if you lift the gun and drop it, a head will fly up in the air; or if the tip of the gun penetrates, the blood hole made by the mouth of the cup should appear on the neck or heart, and it will definitely kill you with one blow.
One shield wall and the gun forest broke through, two shield walls and the gun forest broke through, three shield walls and the gun forest broke through...
Big drops of sweat arose from Pei Lun's forehead. Zhu Biao was approaching step by step. The shield wall and the spears were being broken through one after another. What should I do?
Should we retreat or fight to the death?
"Child Pei Lun, take your life——"
Only the last shield wall was left, and then there were the soldiers. The soldiers were already arrayed in the direction of Zhu Biao like a crescent moon.
Pei Lun could hear the sounds of the soldiers nearby vomiting, and the sound of rapid breathing could be heard frequently around him.
Because even the cold-blooded soldier was sure of one thing at this time, that the last remaining shield wall and the forest of guns would never be able to stop Zhu Biao's impact.
"Xilulu..." Zhu Biao looked at Pei Lun with his cold eyes. The distance between them was only a hundred steps away. But Pei Lun did not dare to look at Zhu Biao because of the intense look in Zhu Biao's eyes.
The flashing murderous intent seemed to have condensed into a solid entity, and Pei Lun felt as if he had been shocked at the first glance.
With a burst of neighing, all four hooves were galloping, and the whole body turned into a purple-blooded war horse, rushing towards the last shield wall and the spear forest as fast as a blazing meteor.
He roundly swung the spear with his right arm. Pei Lun was close at hand. Zhu Biao had no intention of playing with the prince's army anymore. The cold light coming from him was completely blocked by the gangsha rolled up by the spear, and he shot straight forward.
When it came out, a jade-like essence spurted out from the gun body.
Heavy shields, soldiers, spears, armor, everything was destroyed like rotten wood and shattered into powder under the gushing energy. The mighty energy poured out like a torrent, and after washing away, everything was completely blank.
Pei Lun felt a chill all over his body. He was not an ignorant person. He was only a hundred steps away, and he saw everything about Zhu Biao. The essence that was as bright as a precious light was not that of a perfect martial artist.
Unique characteristics - Gangsha Mo.
God, Zhu Biao is only twenty-three years old. A twenty-three-year-old martial arts master, God, are you insane?
"Withdraw! Quickly withdraw -" Pei Lun turned his horse and shouted. (To be continued. Please search Piao Tian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!)
